"That was long overdue," Draco said quietly, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards to form a small smile. Hermione was rendered speechless for a moment, feeling as if she was in an entirely different universe. Up until this point in time she would have never pictured her and Draco sneaking out together, studying together, and especially not their lips meeting. She would have never pictured it feeling so right.

"Agreed," she mirrored his smile, her cheeks growing rosy as she looked down at her hands. Draco had stolen her first kiss, but she liked that. She wanted it to be him. His slender fingers reached out and held her hand delicately, his thumbs rubbing small patterns over the skin on the back of her hand.

A tingle ran down her spine and she directed her gaze away from their hands and back up at him. His stormy-colored eyes met her own brown ones and suddenly all thoughts disappeared from her mind—except the need to kiss him again. She took the initiative this time, leaning in and delicately planting her lips on his. She savored the taste of cinnamon and him, sighing gently as he deepened the kiss.

Kissing him felt like she had finally found a missing piece of her heart that she didn't even realize had been missing; she felt whole and complete.

Finally they pulled away once again, both grinning uncontrollably like excitable children. Their fingers were still intertwined, their hands resting on Draco's knees.

"So anyways…" Hermione nodded down at the open books in front of them and they both laughed.

"You can't expect me to be able to focus after all that, Granger," he said with a chuckle, but turned back to the books regardless.

"Hey, you're the one who organized this study session," she retorted smugly, carefully turning the page of a book to go back for hunting for information.

"You really think that's the only reason I wanted to sneak out with you?" He glanced over his shoulder at her with a smirk, pulling out a piece of parchment to start taking notes.

"I hope you're not implying that you tricked me into being here, Draco, because I'm not that dumb." Hermione glared at him with an unwavering gaze.

His grin grew even wider. "Well you're here, aren't you?"

She made a show of rolling her eyes, but their banter secretly made her heart scream with desire and longing. Having no clever comeback, she chose to completely ignore his statement and instead point out an interesting piece of information she came across.

"Look here, it says that there's a potion that can alter someone's personality to make them more agreeable…" she pointed to a paragraph with one hand and picked up her quill with the other, ready to write down the page number in case it was useful.

"You think you can just get away with ignoring me that easily?" He said in a low voice in her ear, and the quill in Hermione's hand quivered slightly as she turned to face him.

"And what if I do?" She countered, trying her best to not look away from his intense stare.

"Well then I guess you need to be taught a lesson, Granger," he said off-handedly, shrugging. He was speaking in a serious tone, but she could still see the playful gleam in his eye, calming her nerves.

"I'd like to see you try!" She laughed out loud and turned her attention back to their work, further ignoring him.

And then she felt a hand on her shoulder, with a gentle but firm grip. "You asked for it," he shrugged nonchalantly and pulled her body closer to his abruptly, their faces just inches apart. Her intellect and rational side went out the window when she saw his face, his lips so close to hers. Was this supposed to teach her a lesson? If so it wasn't very effective, because she was getting exactly what she wanted.

Hermione closed her eyes and leaned in, ready for their lips to be interlocked again. And then…nothing. She opened her eyes in surprise to see Draco there, smirking at her.

"Aww, someone doesn't always get what they want," Draco bit his lip and Hermione felt her body tense up, now more desperate for him than ever. "Since you wanted to be taught a lesson so badly…" he reached up, cupping her face with his hand gently, and then trailed his fingers down the side of her face. Every nerve in her body felt like it was on fire now, he was leaving her craving his touch.

Draco abruptly stood up then, starting to collect his books.

"I think we've done enough work for tonight, Granger. Let me know if you do anymore research on your own!" He said cheerily, and her jaw nearly dropped open in shock. He knew exactly what strings to pull to drive her crazy, and a part of her loved it.

"But we—I…we barely did anything!" She sputtered, standing up along with him so hastily her chair nearly fell.

"Oh we did more than enough," he smiled devilishly. "But there's plenty more for next time, don't worry 'Mione." He finished packing up his things and slung his bag over his shoulder. She watched him in silence, trying and failing to come up with anything she could say to make him stay without looking desperate and needy.

"Fine, until next time." She huffed, but picked up the plate of leftover cinnamon rolls and handed it to him. "But you mind want to take these with you, I'm sure you'll be craving the taste of cinnamon and these might help." She was the one to smirk this time, and without waiting for his response she turned and headed out of the kitchen, creeping back up to her dormitory where she lied awake for the rest of the night thinking about how magical his touch was.

A/N: Hey guys here's another chapter for y'all! I know it's kind of really different from the rest of them lol and I really don't know how I feel about it, I was in a very mood when I wrote this chapter and I don't think I like it. But please let me know what you think of it and remember to like and comment! Thank you all so much for being patient and supportive I love you guys.