Draco was feeling miserable, ever since Hermione had been avoiding him. He had overstepped the line by kissing her cheek, and he was still kicking himself for it. He definitely hadn't planned to do that, but the setting was perfect, and he needed some sort of outlet for his feelings. Why then of all times then, Draco? He sighed, and glanced at Hermione. Usually when he did this, she'd look up with a small smile, but now all she did was try to blot herself out of his life. He was near to tearing his hair out in frustration; he missed having her just to talk to, to call a friend. He knew now that he'd truly dig himself his own hole, and the chances of him getting out was one in a million, as the only person that could truly help him out was the person he had affected: Hermione. I guess Hermione wasn't truly avoiding him, but the way she talked and looked to him was disconcerted from her normal self. He could tell that what he'd done had probably shocked her very much, even if it was just a kiss on a cheek. And a very nice one, might I add. Then Draco mentally groaned. Things with Hermione were slowly grinding to a halt, and he wasn't sure if he could start up again with the way things were going.

Meanwhile, in Hermione's head, she was still getting over the shock of what Draco did. Her feelings were all churned up, and she still couldn't work out why Draco did it. After glancing at Draco, she decided to get up and have a long, overdue chat with Ginny. She felt Draco's eyes wash over her, and she turned around.

"I'm just going to go to my dormitory." She said to him, offering a small smile. His brows furrowed, and he looked slightly frustrated.

"Alright. See you later?" He said, looking slightly downcast while looking up behind his lashes. The sides of Hermione's mouth turned up involuntarily and she nodded. She continued walking to her dormitory, and found Ginny already sitting on her bed.

"Ginny!" She said grinning. Ginny turned her head, her expression dark.

"I thought I'd find you here sooner or later." She said grimly. "Now spill it all, since I know something's happened." Hermione took a deep breath.

"I know it's a small thing, but yesterday, Draco kissed me on the cheek, and continues to try to find reasons to tease me." She saw Ginny's eyes widen, and she carried on. "What I'm confused about is why he did it. I mean, isn't that a bit too far for teasing? I've been kind of avoiding him, and I think he knows I'm bothered by it." Ginny shook her head and ran a hand through her hair.

"You say... teasing. Yet would you really call this teasing, Hermione?" Ginny asked in a cryptic tone. Hermione pondered it.

"No..?" She replied reluctantly. "I mean, it's a bit too far for teasing, like I said." Ginny nodded thoughtfully.

"You know, I would call Draco's behaviour flirting." Ginny said slowly. She saw Hermione's eyes widen.

"Okay, you say flirting." Hermione said dubiously. "Yet why would he flirt with me?" Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Hermione, do you realise how clueless you sound?" Ginny said irritably. "What other reason IS THERE?" Hermione was getting more and more frustrating to Ginny.

"If you're saying it's because he likes me," Hermione said in a barely audible voice that worried Ginny, "that's impossible."

"Why?" Ginny asked gently.

"Because I'm Hermione Granger. I'm a plain, uninteresting, average girl. I'm a bookworm and hardly have any friends except you, Harry, and Ron. In short, I'm nowhere near his type." She saw Ginny open her mouth to protest, but she stopped her. "On the other hand, Draco Malfoy is the most attractive boy in Slytherin, no; better yet, the whole school. He makes girls swoon just by looking at them and can look sexy wherever he is and however he looks. He can decide who his friends are and who aren't, unlike me. He's the most popular boy in the school. Why, Ginny, would he ever choose me, when he has every other girl in the school?"

Ginny had been silent, and guilt-ridden in Hermione's short speech, as she finally understood Hermione's logic behind his feelings. She could only think of one thing to say, and she looked up.

"Hermione... The thing is, why else would he have apologized to you? Why, after one week, would he still be acknowledging you, yet alone talking to you and teasing you, as you put it?" Hermione's mouth formed a sad smile.

"This is what's been bothering me the whole time, Ginny." She replied softly.

"Maybe... Maybe you should tell him." Ginny ventured. Hermione shook her head, trying to close the discussion. "You know what I think about your feelings for him. I don't think they're unrequited, Hermione." Hermione sighed warily.

"I know that's what you think, Ginny. But for me, it's like you're telling me something I can't see with my own eyes." Hermione replied. Ginny shook her head, not knowing how to persuade her about Draco without using the same old argument. "Thanks for helping Ginny, but I just can't see it." With that, Hermione stood up and walked out of the dormitory. She'd gone in, thinking that she'd feel better, but instead her chat with Ginny made her feel even more dejected. She walked down into the Common Room to find Draco pacing up and down the room.

"Draco..? How on earth did you get in here?" Hermione asked, and Draco looked up, and then shook his head to dismiss it, as if there was something else more important he was here for.

"Hermione..." He began in a frustrated voice. Hermione wondered why, when Draco suddenly grabbed her shoulders and looked her square in the face. Hermione's head spun and she wondered just where he was going with this. "Why are you acting so distant from me? No, don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. Ever since I kissed your cheek that day, you've been acting differently!" Hermione's mouth opened and closed.

"I... I..." She didn't know what to say. If she told him just what was bothering her, he'd definitely know that she liked him. Instead, she tried struggling out of his grasp. Big mistake. With a firm grip on her shoulders, Draco backed her against the wall. Hermione ducked right, but he stopped her by putting his arm on the wall. Hermione ducked left, but again his arm stopped her. With both arms next to her face, he leant down so they were face to face. It was strange that Hermione hadn't noticed it until now, but the smell that was surrounding her was something that she wanted more of. Draco leaned closer, and the sweet smell he was emitting magnified, and Hermione was near to fainting from brain overload.

"Hermione, what you're doing is hurting me." He whispered, as some of his hair fell onto Hermione's head. "Just tell me. Please." Hermione focused on the sound of his voice, and then concentrated on what she was finally going to say.

"Draco, ever since I told you to stop helping me, you've started teasing me so much." Hermione said quietly back, avoiding Draco's grey gaze. "What's bothering me so much is that I don't know why you're doing it. I don't get why you're still choosing to acknowledge me, let alone tease me." Hermione stopped, and breathed. Then she looked up into Draco's face to find him smiling gently. Hermione had never seen him look this gentle and was quite wary as to why he looked like that.

"You think I'm teasing you?" He murmured; a small smile on his lips.

"Mhmm." Hermione said, nodding her head. He shook his head, chuckling. He stopped, and looked back at Hermione, their gazes interlocking for a few long moments.

"Hermione... If I ask you to stop acting distant, pretty please, would you?" He asked gently. Hermione thought for a few moments, and then nodded. "Oh, and about you thinking I'm teasing you..." Hermione looked at him, and his whole body seemed to lean closer into her.

"Yes?" Hermione asked in a tiny voice.

"I want you to know that I'm not teasing you. I definitely mean something whenever I 'tease' you." Draco whispered. "I want you to know that I mean every little thing I do." He breathed, sending pools of warm breath onto Hermione's mouth. Her eyes were shining and she didn't know what to say back. "And Hermione, please don't act like that again."

"I won't." She murmured. She saw Draco grin again.

"So, does this mean I can still kiss your cheek?" He asked cheekily. Hermione looked confused.

"Wai-"Hermione stopped, as she felt Draco's hands come away from her sides, and slide into her hair, before his face went to her cheek, and his lips graze her cheek. Instead of pulling away, his lips moved down to her jaw, before he slowly grazed the soft skin below her ear lobe. Hermione breathed in his scent, feeling his hair tickle her cheek, and saw that his own neck was tantalisingly near. Draco once again kissed her jaw and then he pulled away, and smirked at Hermione, who was dazed.

"See you later Hermione." He whispered. Hermione suddenly felt cold air rush around her, and the normal smell of the Common Room come back to her. She saw Draco walking out of the door, and then shut it. Hermione slid down from the wall and she bumped onto the floor, wondering what the hell had just happened.

Well, that was the heated scene I was talking about. Did you all like it? I re-wrote it many times until I was satisfied, and I hope I've satisfied your Dramione hunger. Oh, and are you all happy that I updated a lot sooner? I hope you are!

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