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A/N - Sorry for not updating in so long, I've had exams :( I'll try make this chapter extra good. My inspiration to write this chapter came from the band, Queen. I listened to them whilst writing this and the words just seemed to flow from my fingertips! I hope you enjoy this chapter :) I was asked to post a reminder at the beginning of chapters:

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By the end of the lesson, Draco had come to the conclusion that he liked Hermione Granger. And he couldn't care less that she was Muggleborn or a Gryffindor. When Draco Malfoy wanted something, he'd get it. No matter what the cost. His first plan of action was what it always is. Flirt. And that is what he was planning to do at their next dance practice. If things went the way he planned them too... there wouldn't be much dancing going on.

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Draco was sat on a sofa inside the Room of Requirement, waiting patiently for Hermione to arrive. He had made his plan of action just last night after lessons had ended. He was going to arrange a dance rehearsal with Hermione and then see how far he could take it after that. Obviously he wouldn't go too far. Despite being a Slytherin and a Malfoy, he knew that he shouldn't take it too far, as it could hurt him in the long run. Draco definitely did not want to get on the wrong side of the Gryffindor house. It wasn't that he was scared of them, oh no, Draco was not scared. He just didn't believe in wasting his time and effort on a couple of goody two shoes Gryffindors.

Lost in his thoughts about how far he should go with this, he didn't notice when Hermione entered the room dressed in her dance kit. She gave a little cough to hint that she had arrived. As soon as she had, Draco snapped his head to look at her; his eyes tracing every curve on her body. She shuffled with nervousness at the intense look that Draco was giving her. She felt rather uncomfortable with him looking at her like that...

Deciding to act as if nothing unusual had happened, Hermione walked over to the sofa and sat down next to Draco.

'So, are we going to try to put together the dance and the lift today? You know... since we have about four days left before we have to perform this to our entire class..'

Draco just continued to look at her. He never had realised before, but she looked beautiful in her dance kit. As he hadn't replied, she sighed heavily and got up to start warming up. He just sat and watched her; she moved with the tranquility and grace that one would identify with an angel. Her movements were controlled and precise. 'She really is a good dancer...' Draco thought. The corner of his lips turned up into a smile as he stood up to join her with her warm-ups.

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Hermione was surprised as Draco joined her in her warm-ups. He'd never done that before, he claimed that 'Malfoys are hot enough as it is, so he had no need to warm up'. She smiled slightly before carrying on. It was nice to think that maybe they were both coming to terms with each another and realised that the best way to work together was for them to be civil.

Once they both had finished with their warm ups, Hermione flicked her wand and made the stereo play out the song 'I've Had The Time Of My Life' which was the song that they were dancing to. She turned to Draco so they could begin the dancing. He gave her a little smile before they started to move with the music.

As they danced, Draco stared intently into Hermione's eyes; they were like big pools of melted chocolate. He was so lost in thought about the girl in front of him, that he didn't realise that it was nearly time for the part of the dance where they have to dance extremely close together. He instantly snapped out of his reverie when he felt her body pressed against his. He couldn't take this frustration any longer. He wanted to just kiss her and kiss her until his lips were sore. But he knew he couldn't, or more to the fact that she wouldn't let them take a break from dancing until they'd done the lift.

Speaking of the lift, it was coming up. Draco had to be prepared. He took a deep breath before beginning his solo dance down the centre of where they'd imagined the audience to be. He performed the steps perfectly. He turned back around to face Hermione and gave her a slight nod, to which she nodded back. This was their hint to each other that they were ready. Hermione ran towards Draco and jumped. He caught her and lifted her up, just like they'd done all those times at the lake.

Smiling with triumph, Draco lowered Hermione back down to the floor. Despite the fact that they were out of breathe from all the dancing, both had huge grins on their faces. Once again, Hermione hugged Draco with relief, glad that he hadn't dropped her. When she pulled back, she noticed that he was staring at her again. She bit her lip with embarrassment.

As soon as Draco noticed this, he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself for much longer. He started to lean towards her, searching her eyes for any signs of rejection or disgust. He saw none, which made his stomach flutter. (Yes flutter). As he continued to lean in closer, he noticed that she still didn't object, so he sped up the process. His lips met with hers and he felt that familiar feeling of warmth that he yearned so much to feel.

To his surprise she kissed him back, with nearly as much, if not more, passion than he kissed her with. Draco felt like he was on fire, he never recalled a kiss feeling this good in his entire life. Which was a shock to him as he had kissed quite a lot of girls. Just when he was getting used to the movement of lips on lips, he felt Hermione's tongue slide over his bottom lip, as if it was asking permission to enter. Draco happily obliged.

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Hermione had never been kissed like this before. She felt like amazing, like nothing else mattered. For a moment, she thought of Ron, and her life-long crush on him and what he might think of this. He wouldn't care that much, I mean he has had his eye on Lavender Brown for quite a while... She finally gave in to her senses and forgot all about Ron as she let her tongue slowly reach out to slide over Draco's lip. This was the first time that she'd ever made a move to progress a situation like this, and she found herself quite liking it. She liked it even more when Draco's hands started travelling along down her body, before reaching their destination of her bum. She fought back the urge to let out a soft moan as he squeezed her bum.

It was then, as she was kissing him, that she knew that she didn't like Ron anymore, at least not in that way. If what she felt right now was anything to go by, she'd say that the person she most liked at the moment, was none other than Draco Malfoy.

This shocked her a bit as she came to realise that she did actually quite like him. And yes, in that way. It shocked her so much that she broke away from him and just stared into space for a while, mulling over what she'd just come to realise. She chanced a glance in Malfoy's direction to find that he was looking at her with a hint of worry and confusion showing in his eyes.

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Draco decided that he would try to explain his actions to her before she decided that she had made a mistake and start shouting at him. The only problem he had, was that he didn't know what to say. He couldn't just be like 'well yeah I kissed you because I had this dream about you and you looked beautiful and well ever since then I guess I've liked you'. No, that would not do. He would sound too inarticulate, and Malfoy's never sounded inarticulate. They spoke with confidence; which was something Draco was lacking quite a lot of right now. He didn't even get a chance to speak as Hermione cleared her throat and said, in a soft voice, 'Well, urm, I have to go now... bye.'

Draco was left standing there, thinking about the event that had just taken place. He seriously needed to get his mind sorted out so that the next time he saw her, he could at least confess as to why he'd done it. Sighing to himself, Draco left the Room of Requirement to return to the Slytherin Common Rooms for some well-earned rest.