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"Hey, Granger," Ron whispered and Hermione turned to see him crouched behind one of the armchairs in the Common Room, "over here!"
With a confused frown she hurried over but he hissed, "Don't make it obvious! Just- just sit down for a second."
She did as asked and whispered back, "What's going on, why are you hiding?"
"Can you tell me when Lavender leaves?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "If you want to end it with her just do it, I'm not going to help you hide from her for the rest of the year!"
It had been a very frustrating few days for Hermione, she had tried to take Ginny's advice and approach Draco several times, but every time he'd found an escape route to avoid her; in potions he'd actually voluntarily spilled his cauldron all over his work bench so that he drew the attention of the room and she was forced to dart into the store cupboard to pretend to have being going to look for ingredients. She was both mortified and furious with him all at the same time. If he regretted kissing her why had he sent her that book? And if he liked her then why couldn't he even look her in the eye?
"Okay," she said when she saw Lavender and Parvati leave out of the Portrait Hole, "They're gone."
"Hermione, you're a life-saver!" Ron got up and stretched and she gave him a stern look. "I'll talk to her," he insisted, "but right now we've got Defence Against the Dark Arts and I don't fancy being yelled at by Lavender to then get yelled at by Snape."
"Well we might get yelled at now considering we're late, come on!" she hurried him into the corridor and up towards their classroom, "Where is Harry this afternoon anyway?"
Ron shrugged, "He disappeared at lunch, something about following Malfoy- I dunno."
Hermione felt like she had a rock in her stomach, "He's still following him?"
Ron didn't have time to answer because they reached the classroom just in time for Snape to open the door and usher them inside, Harry was already there, looking vaguely disappointed which Hermione took to mean he hadn't found out anything sinister about Draco.
She tried her best to concentrate as much as possible on the class, but most of her thoughts were plagued by Draco and Harry's feud, what if something were to happen with her and Malfoy? Would that mean losing Harry as her best friend? She almost considered abandoning all attempts to clear things up with Draco at the thought of it, but when the bell rang and their eyes met briefly over the desks and he once again darted for the exit in an attempt to avoid her, she took a deep breath and disappeared after him so quickly that neither Ron nor Harry saw her go.

He dashed away from the emptying class impossibly fast, only this time she wasn't letting him avoid her. Losing patience she cast a silent shield charm that filled the corridor, so as he hurried away he rebounded off of it so hard he slammed sideways against the wall, "What the hell, Granger?" he snarled, turning to face her.
She was panting slightly from having run to catch him and gasped, "You cannot keep avoiding me, Draco."
"Watch me," he said and stepped backwards through a tapestry and into one of the many secret shortcuts of the Castle. Hermione followed, disappearing as the rest of the class left Snape's classroom and filled the corridor they'd just been in. In the cool, shadowy passageway she caught his arm and said fiercely, "No, no you have to talk to me. You have to help me understand what the hell happened before the holidays! One minute you admit to me that you're working for Voldemort," he cringed but she ignored him, "then you kiss me, and then you just disappear and pretend like it never happened, but then you send me that book and now can't even look at me- Draco, look at me!" He had sagged against the wall as if in defeat, his eyes on the floor, "this isn't fair," she tried to keep the threat of tears out of her voice.
"Life isn't fair," he countered and she immediately rolled her eyes.
"I'm not buying it Malfoy, I know why you're afraid and I am too, you think this doesn't scare me?" She gestured between them as he finally looked at her, "but it's all I have been able to think about, so if you didn't want this, if you didn't want me, then you shouldn't have kissed me!"
He grabbed her hand, "You think that? You think that moment hasn't been consuming me since that night? Well it has, I told you that I had to know, how it would feel to pretend just for a second that we could actually… but you can't always have what you want and I can't have you!"
She stepped closer, returning the pressure of his hand that was still holding hers, and said quietly but clearly, "Yes you can." Hermione had never been so bold in her life and Draco was floored, she ploughed on before she lost her nerve, "It's not going to be easy, and I won't pretend that I can just ignore what I heard before the holidays or that this isn't a huge, huge risk, but if you're at least willing to try Draco… then so am I."
His eyes were round with amazement and she held on to the last seconds of courage she had and reached up to kiss him. His response was instant and filled with passion; he pulled her hips against his and kissed her back. She didn't know how long they were locked together, giving in to the hours of yearning from the time they'd spent apart, and when Draco eventually moved his lips to the underside of her jaw she titled her head back in pleasure, allowing him to suck on the soft skin of her neck while she caught her breath. Her hands were clutching the fabric of his robes, when she'd moved to kiss him she hadn't expected it to be like this, "Draco," she breathed and he squeezed her even tighter against him.
"I missed you," he murmured against her ear, "Every moment, of every day. It's been killing me to ignore you, but I told myself that I had to protect you."
She touched the side of his face and drew his attention momentarily away from kissing, "I already told you, I'm going to be in danger regardless of us, and sometimes you have to decide to act in spite of the risk. Sometimes you need to be brave."
"Spoken like a true Gryffindor," he teased lightly, his fingers tracing hypnotising patterns on her back while he spoke.
She shivered and pressed closer, "Well I took a Slytherin's advice once, maybe you should return the gesture."
He touched his lips to hers briefly, "We'll need to keep this a secret, I still need to keep you safe from my family, and the people they associate with."
She wanted to argue that she hated secrets, but the thought of walking into the Great Hall and telling Ron and Harry stopped her, "For now," she said, "We can keep it a secret for now."