Disclaimer: Not mine, of course!
A/N: I wasn't going to do a Dramione, because I thought it would be to much like my Draco/Ginny. I especially wasn't going to write a requited Dramione, so I really do have no idea where this came from!
Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger
He looked around the room. As always, it had done exactly as he had asked. I need to see Hermione. I need to see Hermione. I need to see Hermione.
A door had appeared and he had slipped through. She was beaming, just like she always did when he came.
He didn't know how it had happened, how his lips had collided with hers, how she had become his whole world. He hated her, she was a Mudblood.
But the line between love and hate was too thin and they had pole-vaulted into passion. They couldn't do it. The stupid Gryffindor was trying anyway, and he was about to do the least Slytherin thing he had ever done.
He kissed her with everything he had. It was forceful and ruthless, but full of more feeling than ever before. He always left her breathless.
'I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore.' He murmured, turning to leave. He had to stop it, for her sake. He'd never tell her that, lower himself to admit to loving her.
He was half out of the door before she called him back. 'Draco!' She said in a way so unlike her. 'I felt sparks…'
He went cold all over. She loved him. He didn't look back as he shut the door. He didn't want to see the tear stained face of the girl he had somehow fallen in love with too.