A/N: Yay, next chapter! :) Thanks so much to those who reviewed, and those who gave wonderful suggestions! I'm glad you're all still enjoying this story. And I hope this chapter meets your expectations. It's not very long, but... it's up and finished! Hee. So, read enjoy and revieeew! :P

xx-Mione-Fan-xx

All's Fair in Love and War

Chapter 36

After meeting with Malfoy, Hermione had gone back to the Gryffindor common room, where Harry was waiting for her.

He was sitting on the sofa, stretched out, with a piece of parchment in his hands. When he saw her, he looked up with a grin and said, "Ron's written back already. To both my letters,"

Harry had written to Ron to inform him that they'd be visiting that day. Harry passed the letter over for her to read. Hermione smiled at Ron's messy scrawl.

Harry,

Blimey, that's absolutely great that you can come today! Fred and George are leaving tomorrow, so you're just in time to see them! Bet Hermione'll be glad about that! Ha ha!

So You-Know-Who's been getting into your head again? I'm glad the spell thing that Hermione found worked out though. Bloody gits probably using dark magic too.

When you get here, you can see my new Quidditch set. It's signed by the Chudley Cannons themselves! I love it. Fred and George want to set up a game when you get here. You, me, Gin, Fred, George, Bill, and Charlie (he hasn't left yet either). We'll work on fair teams later.

Give Hermione my love, and see you soon! Oh, and Ginny says hi to you both and wants me to tell you that she can't wait to see you!

Ron

Hermione chuckled as she finished reading. "I can't wait to go. I've really missed them,"

"Yeah me too," Harry agreed absently. He was staring out the window thoughtfully.

"Are you all right?" Hermione asked, sitting next to him. He nodded.

"Sure, just thinking." He replied, meeting her eyes for a moment and then looking at the fire.

"What about?" She asked, frowning. Harry seemed mellow today. Did it have something to do with his nightmares?

"Voldemort mostly," Harry said quietly. Hermione leaned against him, taking his hand.

She hated Voldemort. She really did. Not only because of what he has and is doing to the muggles, but also because of what he's doing to Harry. Harry who had done nothing wrong as a baby but had tragically lost his parents. Then, when he finally found someone to call family Voldemort had indirectly snatched that away as well. No wonder Harry was so reluctant to get close to people.

"Do you want to see if we can go early?" Hermione asked.

"Sure," He said and she stood up, pulling him up beside her. They left the common room and headed to Dumbledore's office to floo to the Burrow.

"Fred! Where's my jumper? Have you done anything to it?" Ginny shrieked, storming into her older brother's room. The twins sat on the bed, identical looks of innocence on their faces.

"Which jumper, Ginny darling?" George asked.

"My blue one!" Ginny snapped. Fred and George exchanged a look and then slowly shook their heads.

"Nope, haven't seen it," they said simultaneously.

"Ugh! I want to wear it with my white pants today!" She complained, glaring at them both. She stormed back out of their room angrily and back to her now messy room. She had torn apart her whole room, looking for her jumper but she couldn't see it anywhere.

She heard Ron come in and let out a whistle at the sight of her room. "What's the occasion Gin? It's just Harry and Mione,"

"Blaise is coming too, you dolt!" Ginny wailed. "Can you clean this for me?"

Ron rolled his eyes but waved his wand. The clothes immediately flew back into her bureau and her room was once again neatly organized.

"So what jumper are you looking for?"

"My new blue one that Charlie brought me from Romania," Ginny complained.

"Oh, that ones hidden in Fred and George's wardrobe. Right at the back," Ron had to holler the last bit for Ginny was already out the door.

She angrily ran back to the twins room and threw open their wardrobe. "Real mature you idiots. Go pick on Ron and leave me alone!" Ginny snapped, finding her soft cashmere sweater on the floor in their closet like Ron had said.

When she came back, both shrugged. "We may have used it for testing," Fred said.

"We've never tried cashmere from Romania," added George.

Ginny's eyes widened as she lifted the jumper, scanning it for any damage. Right on the front of it was a large black spot. "What did you do?!" She shrieked but tore out of the room before they could answer her.

"RON! I NEED YOUR WAND AGAIN!" She screamed as she ran to his room. He looked up from his magazine when she entered his room noisily. She held up the sweater wordlessly, and he sighed and waved his wand.

"Right as new," He muttered, going back to his magazine. Ginny sighed in relief and then went to shower.

When she was finished and dressed with her hair curled, it was to find Harry and Hermione were already there. "Hermione!" Ginny cried, rushing down the stairs when she heard her closest friend's voice.

"Hullo Ginny! God I've missed you!" Hermione replied as the two girls hugged.

"You're early," Ginny said, hugging Harry as well.

"Yeah, we decided to ask Dumbledore if we could come a bit earlier. I hope you don't mind?" Hermione said smiling. Ginny immediately shook her head.

"Well dears, lunch is already on the table. Help yourselves; I do hope you're hungry." Mrs. Weasley said, entering the sitting room.

"Very," Hermione said as Harry nodded eagerly. The teens all headed to the kitchen and dug in to the very large, but extra delicious meal Ginny's mum had cooked.

The chatter was loud as the two newcomers exchanged Christmas stories with the rest of the Weasley family. Hermione told them all about Daphne Greengrass attacking Harry (Harry had only told Ron and Ginny).

"Whew, that Greengrass was pretty good looking for a Slytherin Death Eater," said George disappointedly. Fred laughed while the four Hogwarts students grimaced in disgust.

After lunch was over, Hermione leaned over to Ginny and whispered, "I have something to tell you. I need to talk to you alone immediately,"

Ginny's eyes widened and then she asked to be excused. Hermione followed shortly after and the two girls went to Ginny's room. Ginny was surprised when Hermione locked and silencio'd the room.

When the brunette didn't say anything for a long moment, Ginny prompted her eagerly. "Well?"

Hermione sat on Ginny's bed, tucked her legs under her and then lifted her hair into a ponytail. "Okay, so this may come as a shock but… I've been kissing Malfoy,"

Ginny gasped. "Rubbish! You're lying!"

Hermione smiled slightly and shook her head.

"Merlin Hermione! This is brilliant! Well, how is he? Give me details!" Ginny exclaimed excitedly, thinking of her mission.

"Right, so you know we kissed because of the mistletoe… Well, we went to Hogsmeade the day after the Ball." Hermione paused, seemingly thinking and then she shook her head slightly. "And he told me why he hated me. Remember back before the Ball?"

Ginny nodded, motioning for her to continue.

"Well, apparently it's because he's wanted me for years. But I promised not to tell Harry and Ron this so don't tell them! He never said anything about you though," Hermione smiled slyly. "Anyway, so when he confessed that to me, he kissed me again. Since then, he's been flirting with me endlessly! And kissing me all the time! And lately, I've been kissing him too! Oh Gin, I really need your advice."

Ginny couldn't stop grinning. This was excellent! She couldn't wait to tell Blaise. "Whatever for? He wants you; you like kissing him. Isn't it obvious? Date him!"

"But he's going to be a Death Eater," Hermione protested miserably. Ginny went over and sat beside her.

"Hermione, you don't know that. Maybe this is meant to be. I mean, really, just think about it. You're nearly perfect, Gryffindor, bookworm, fighter of the light Hermione Granger. You're the nicest person I know, and not to mention absolutely brilliant. Take Draco Malfoy, Slytherin, misunderstood, possible future Death Eater, mean. Does it not sound perfect to you?" Ginny said, raising her eyebrows.

The older girl frowned. "Er… no?"

Ginny laughed. "Okay, you two are completely opposite but fit together like… owls and letters! Er… bad analogy but you get the point. You can help him. If he falls for you, he may change over. He may decide fighting for the light and for you is worth more than the power he'll get from Voldemort."

"But do you really see Draco Malfoy falling for me? We may not even be together that long! And I don't think I can change him, Gin." Hermione argued.

"How could he not fall for you? He already fancies you. And I'm not saying that you can change him. He'll always be cold, mean, sarcastic Draco Malfoy. But you are the very epitome of what he's going to have to murder. If he falls in love with you, how can he go and kill muggleborns or quite possibly you?" Ginny pointed out.

Hermione nodded slowly. "I guess so," She murmured. "Harry thinks I should go with my heart."

"Harry said that?" Ginny asked, surprised. Hermione smiled and nodded. "Funny, I never would have expected him to give you that advice about Malfoy of all people."

"Me neither," Hermione agreed. "I'm going to tell Ron. And I reckon I'm going to take your advice. I'll go for it. Hopefully, he won't be a Death Eater. But, Gin, it's going to hurt like hell if he does decide to go anyway. Even if I don't fall in love with him,"

"Yeah, I know, but try not to think about that," Ginny advised calmly.

"I'm scared. I'm scared of falling for him," Hermione murmured, making Ginny strain to hear her.

"Don't be," Ginny said, reaching over to squeeze her best friend's arm. "Never be afraid of falling in love. Even if it's for the wrong person. I'm sure everything will all work out,"

"Are you ever doubtful of Blaise?" Hermione asked curiously. Ginny smiled, thinking of their mission.

"No, I know Blaise will never be a Death Eater. He hates them as much as we do." She replied. "He's had a bad life, and he doesn't agree with anything Voldemort says. He finds it extremely hypocritical that they're all serving a half-blood to rid the world of impure blood."

Hermione raised her eyebrows in surprise. "I wonder why Malfoy doesn't see it like that," She said thoughtfully. Ginny chuckled.

They were silent for a moment and then Ginny spoke up, suddenly realizing something, "Hey, we can double date!"

Hermione stared at her for a moment and then burst into laughter. "We're both dating Slytherins! Oh God, who would've expected it!"

"Are you going to tell the school? What about Malfoy's dad?" Ginny asked.

"Yes, there's no way I'll have a secret relationship. I've already told Harry and I plan to tell Ron today. The rest of the school will know when they see Malfoy and me together I suppose." Hermione said shrugging. "No, his father apparently thinks that if Malfoy dates me it'll get the ministry off his back about being a Death Eater. Or some rubbish like that anyway," Hermione said.

"Oh," Ginny said. "Ooh, I don't want to be around for Ron's reaction."

Hermione groaned softly. "He's going to flip,"

Ginny nodded solemnly. "He sure is. But he'll get over it."

"GINNY! Your boyfriend is here!" Ron hollered up the stairs. Hermione heard the disgusted tone in the older Weasley's voice.

Ginny suddenly grinned, leaping off the bed and tearing out of the room. Hermione followed slowly.

"Blaise! I've missed you!" Ginny said as she threw herself into the dark skinned Slytherin's arms. "I've so much to tell you," She whispered in his ear.

He grinned, pulling away and kissing her cheek. "Missed you too, love," He murmured.

"Afternoon, Zabini," Harry said, clearly forcing himself to be friendly.

"Hullo Harry, Ron," Blaise greeted politely. Both boys seemed surprise at the use of their first names. "Hermione! Great to see you," Blaise added as he spotted the brunette. Hermione smiled.

"Nice to see you too, Blaise," Hermione said, and then yelped when Blaise gave her a hug. "I thought Slytherins didn't hug or stuff?" She asked as she hugged him back.

"I don't think I'm really a Slytherin," Blaise teased as he pulled away. Hermione chuckled.

"Hey, now you guys have another Quidditch player," Hermione said to the other Gryffindor boys. Harry smiled and nodded while Ron looked resentful.

Blaise smirked. "You're just afraid of losing, Weasley," he joked, winking at Hermione and Ginny.

Ron reddened. "Is that a challenge, Zabini?"

"You bet,"

Ginny giggled as Blaise took her hand and squeezed it. They cast warming spells on themselves, bundled up and headed outside for a game of Quidditch.

Blaise was on a team with the twins and Charlie Weasley (who played seeker), while Ginny played against him with her brother Ron and Bill, and Harry. Hermione cast a warming spell on the bench and sat to watch.

It was an interesting game to say the least. All players were talented. The game was close, but Harry managed to catch the snitch before Charlie and thus, his team won.

Blaise and Ron shook hands in the air, with Blaise actually grinning, while Ron looked triumphant.

Hermione ducked out of the way as two flyers nearly crashed into her. "Ron! Harry! You could've hit me!"

"Nah, you have good reflexes," Ron said with a wink as he dismounted and helped her to her feet. She swatted him.

"You're lucky that I do," She scolded, and then pushed Ron out of the way with a shriek, as two more flying broomsticks flew over their heads – this time the riders being a pair of twins.

"Oi! Watch where you're going!" Ron shouted in annoyance. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"So it's all right for you to nearly take me out, but not for them?" She teased. He smirked.

"Of course, this time they almost got me!" He said and tore off away from her. She shook her head, smiling.

"Prat," She murmured with a sigh.

"But for reasons unknown to us," said George, suddenly appearing at her side.

"You still stick around him," added Fred from her other side.

"Yes, those reasons are unknown to me as well, boys," Hermione said teasingly.

"Say, Hermione, how do you like flying?" Fred said mischievously. Hermione narrowed her eyes.

"I don't," She replied sharply. Fred and George glanced at each other, and then George grabbed her by her waist, pinning her arms. Hermione shrieked.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

Fred pulled out his broom from behind his back where he'd been keeping it, and George lifted her onto it. "No, no, honestly, Fred, George I will never forgive you!" Hermione squealed, squirming.

"Now, now Granger, don't be so drastic. Have some fun and relax," George said grinning. "You never fly!"

"That's because I don't like flying!" She screamed as one of the twins got on the broom behind her and kicked off.

"Oi! Fred! You know she's afraid of heights! Let her down!" Shouted Ron from a few feet below her. Hermione's eyes were tightly shut.

"No, no, no, no, no…" She whispered, shaking her head frantically. Fred laughed and lowered the broom a few feet. "This isn't funny at all! Please,"

"Oh all right, you spoiler," Fred said woefully as he lowered them back to the ground. Hermione hesitantly opened her eyes when she felt her feet touch the ground. She immediately threw herself off of the broom and collapsed to the snow.

After a few shaky breaths, she snapped, "I'm not afraid!"

The Weasleys plus Harry and Blaise all burst into laughter. "Yeah, sure there, Hermione," said Harry grinning.

"I just don't like flying. It isn't safe, and…" She trailed off, sitting up shakily. Harry held out a hand and helped her to her feet.

"Hey, how come you weren't so panicked with the Giant Squid?" Ginny said thoughtfully.

"Didn't have time to freak. I was trying to figure out how to get down without killing myself," Hermione replied. "Besides, flying is completely different." She shuddered.

"Nah, flying is fun!" Ginny said smiling. Hermione shook her head firmly.

"I hate flying," She said sending a glare at the twins and storming away.

After dinner, Hermione nervously paced the sitting room for a moment, where the Weasleys plus Harry and Blaise were all gathered.

"Hermione, what's up with you?" Ron asked finally, frowning.

"Er…" She wrung her hands, bit her lip and then blurted out, "Let's go up to your room, all of us." She figured Blaise may as well know too, since Malfoy would probably tell him anyway.

Ron continued to frown but he nodded.

Harry sent her a sympathetic look as they all trudged up to Ron's room. When they entered the small room, Hermione again locked the door and silencio'd the room.

Ginny and Blaise were seated together on the floor, their hands clasped. Harry had one bed while Ron took the other. Hermione paced again.

"What's this about, Hermione?" Ron asked curiously.

"Well…" Hermione hesitated, still pacing. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and stopped walking. She kept her back to Ron, not wanting to see the anger. "It's about Malfoy. Y'see… I… uh, reckon I'm going to date him." Ooh, she hadn't meant to say it right out like that! She should've built up to it.

"WHAT?" Came two voices, one shocked and one furious. Hermione spun around to look at the only Slytherin in the room. His face would have been hilarious had the circumstances been different.

"She… you… Draco… how did that happen?!" Blaise managed through his spluttering. Hermione smiled.

"Well, we went to Hogsmeade together. And, er," Hermione broke off; looking at Ron's slowly reddening face. "I've kissed him Ron. And I… I'm going to date him. Before you flip, Harry and Ginny are all right with this. Well, Ginny is. Harry's just tolerant of it. And before you ask, no I do not know what I am doing and no he hasn't hexed me."

The redhead opened his mouth but Hermione cut him off. "And no I am not mental,"

"I wasn't going to say that," Ron snapped, but from his red ears Hermione knew he was lying. "Malfoy… really?!"

She only nodded.

"Why? Have you forgotten who he is?! He's a bloody Death Eater? You do remember who they are right? He's going to murder people! Quite possibly you! You can't trust him!" Ron rambled.

Hermione sighed. "I know Ron, and I can't expect you to understand. So please just step back, allow me to be a big girl, and deal with this on my own."

"Why? Why are you doing this?" Ron demanded angrily.

"I… I don't know, all right? He's… different. And he's making me feel things. I – I reckon I might… fancy him," Hermione said looking at Harry. Harry swallowed hard and looked away. "I'm sorry Ron." She added wearily. "And Harry,"

"Think of it this way," Ginny began. "What if he falls for her? It's quite possible so don't give me that look. What would happen? He wouldn't be a Death Eater! And despite how much you dislike him, Ron, that's a good thing no matter what."

"Draco bloody Malfoy isn't capable of love," Ron said through gritted teeth.

"How d'you know that?" Blaise suddenly said. "Draco's been my best mate since I was little, Ron. And he is too capable of love. He loves a lot of people. His mum and dad; he cares about me, I reckon; He cares about Hermione –"

"How do you know that?" Ron demanded harshly.

"Because he's my best mate," Blaise repeated quietly.

"I don't really trust you so why should I believe that?" Ron muttered. Blaise narrowed his eyes.

"I wouldn't lie about that Weasley," He replied. Ron only rolled his eyes.

"How do you know you can trust Malfoy?" Ron asked Hermione.

"I don't know that I can, I guess. I just have… a feeling," She murmured lamely, flushing.

"Right then, how can you just forget the last six and a half years? The spoiled little brat, who wished death upon you in second year, called you a mudblood and made you cry numerous times, caused Buckbeak's 'execution', tormented Harry, and made fun of me and my family?" Ron snapped. "Oh, and let's not forget this year when you know, he threw you in the lake where you were then attacked by the Giant Squid?"

"He only meant to embarrass her," Blaise said before she could say anything. She nodded weakly in agreement.

"Well he almost killed her!" Ron argued.

"Ron, listen to me. I know what he's done. I… but I believe he's had his reasons for a lot of the things he's done. And while that doesn't excuse him, it allows me to forgive him." Hermione said looking away from Ron again.

"Are you bloody mad?" Ron cried, dragging his hands through his red hair in frustration. He was standing now.

"Yes," Hermione muttered low enough so that he didn't hear her. "No, I am not insane. Just let me do this Ron, and forgive me. Please,"

"How can I let you do this? As your friend, I should lock you up for insanity!" Ron exclaimed. Ginny glared at him.

"Hermione's a brilliant witch, Ron. She can take care of herself. Malfoy can't hurt her. Let her make her own choices and be with whomever she wants to be with. I'm with Blaise, am I not?" Ginny snapped.

"Yeah well I don't like that either! But at least we know he's not a Death Eater!"

"Neither is Draco!" Blaise argued.

"He was supposed to get the Dark Mark in December!" Ron spat back.

"But he stayed at Hogwarts! So something changed-"

"His date got moved," Hermione interrupted quietly. "He won't be one till the end of the school year now,"

"Merlin, will you listen to yourself?! He's going to be a ruddy Death Eater! And you're going to date him!" Ron shouted. "I can't listen to this,"

He stalked to the door and removed the locking spell. "Talk to me when you've come to your senses,"

"Are you going to let this ruin our friendship?" Hermione said quietly, making him stop in his tracks.

He turned to her with a pained expression. "Hermione, I can't let you do this. He's Draco Malfoy. He's hated us – you – for years. You're going to get hurt,"

"I know," Hermione said. "And that's okay. What if I can change his views, Ron? I'm not foolish enough to believe I can change him. He'll always be Draco Malfoy. But if I can stop him from becoming a Death Eater, then isn't that worth my temporary loss of sense and the risk that I may get hurt?"

"No. I'd rather he becomes a Death Eater then you get hurt," Ron snapped.

Hermione looked down, and said sadly, "If he becomes a Death Eater, he could be the one to kill me." She looked back at him and added, "Or he could kill you, or Ginny, or anyone else we care about. Wouldn't it be better to try and stop that from happening?"

Ron frowned and then shook his head wearily. "I need to go. You lot will probably be gone when I get back, so I'll see you when the break is over."

He opened the door, and Hermione stopped him one more time. "Are you going to let this ruin our friendship?" She repeated.

He said nothing for awhile, and then finally in a low tone, "No, nothing could ruin our friendship," and then he was gone.

Hermione slid to the floor, covering her face with her hands. "What am I doing?!" She moaned, shaking her head frantically.

"You're doing what you feel is right," Blaise said quietly. Hermione shook her head harder.

"I'm hurting Ron. I'm betraying him and Harry, and the rest of the Weasleys," She whispered. "I'm going against my mind and logic, all for Draco Malfoy."

"You're not betraying us," Harry said. "You told us. If you hadn't, then maybe you'd be betraying us. But you're not,"

"I think I'm going to go back to Hogwarts now," Hermione said, lifting her head and staring at the other three occupants of the room. Ginny nodded, Blaise gave her a reassuring nod and Harry stood up.

"I'll come too," he said. She shook her head.

"No, I know you want to spend more time here. Please do," She protested. "I'll be fine,"

Harry hesitated and then nodded.

After saying good-bye to Mrs. Weasley and the other Weasleys Hermione gratefully stepped into the floo and headed back to Hogwarts.

"Evening, Miss Granger. Just you?" Professor Dumbledore asked as she came into his office. She nodded.

"Harry will be along later," She murmured. He nodded, and then tilted his head curiously.

"You seem weary, Miss Granger, is everything all right?" He asked.

"Oh yes, of course sir. I'm just overwhelmed, perhaps. Sir, could I ask you something?"

"Anything, dear," He said sitting at his desk.

She hesitated. "If you knew you had feelings for the wrong person, should you act on the feelings or… or let it go?"

"Never let someone walk out of your life if you feel they're important to you," Professor Dumbledore said, his blue eyes twinkling knowingly. She had the feeling he knew just who she was thinking about.

She nodded. "Thank you Professor," She murmured. "Have a good night,"

"You too, Miss Granger," He said and waited till she was at the door before saying, "Oh, and do say hello to Mr. Malfoy for me?"

Ginny grinned, turning to face Blaise as Harry left them alone finally. The raven haired boy had gone downstairs to find the twins.

"Well, how about that?" Blaise murmured thoughtfully. Ginny's smile broadened.

"Isn't it perfect? Malfoy wants her, he has along and that's why he's hated her! He admitted it to her, and now she's going to date him!" Ginny squealed, hugging him tightly. "We haven't failed after all!"

He nodded, holding her to him. "Yes, it is perfect. But, I'll have to talk to Draco soon. I need to find out his side of the story. Hopefully, his feelings are true. Draco is a brilliant liar, love," He warned.

She swallowed hard. "I'm nervous for Hermione. D'you think he'll actually hurt her?"

"I highly doubt it. I don't think he's lying about wanting her. I've seen him watching her before," Blaise said slowly. "We'll have to talk to Dumbledore,"

Blaise didn't trust Draco. He knew his best mate well, and knew that he wouldn't risk the wrath of his father for a muggleborn – no matter how much he wanted her. Plus, the Dark Lord would be furious with Draco.

No, something didn't add up right, and Blaise was going to find out what it was. But not now. Right now, he was going to spend the time with his redheaded girlfriend. He'd worry about Draco later.

"Way to go Red, you convinced Hermione to date him," He praised her, kissing her cheeks. He felt the warmth spread on the skin under his lips as she blushed.

"You helped," She mumbled, turning her face so he could reach her lips.

"A little," He said smirking as he lowered his mouth to hers, feeling her smile through the kiss. He held her tighter, knowing he was falling deep but not particularly caring.

"I've been looking for you," He spun around as the door to the Astronomy tower opened and the girl dominating his mind stepped through.

"You're back earlier than I expected. I would have waited for you at the library," He replied, turning away again.

He heard her come to stand close to him. "I… wanted to come back."

"What for?" Draco asked, turning completely around to face her.

She was looking at the ground, biting her lower lip nervously. "I… I told Ron. He didn't take it well, of course. But he will get over it. Our friendship will survive this, I suppose,"

Draco nodded. "So, what does this mean?"

"What do you want it to mean?"

He sighed, mentally rolling his eyes. He wasn't going to dance in circles around this. "You know what I bloody want Granger," He reached out, grabbed her arm and pulled her against him.

"O-oh, right," She murmured and cleared her throat. "I… don't want to be hurt Malfoy. But a relationship with you is bound to cause that. Then again, who's to say we'll even last?" She said with a nervous chuckle.

"Shut up and kiss me," He said smirking as he added, "You silly little Gryffindor,"

"Are you really sure you want this wi –" He cut her off with his lips, pulling her flush against him and shoving a hand in her curls.

"What does that tell you?" He whispered as he leaned back, keeping her in his arms.

She smiled slowly. "That I'm going to regret this," She muttered wryly.

He lowered his mouth to hers again, hovering over her lips. "Nah, no one regrets a relationship with Draco Malfoy,"

She laughed even as his mouth landed on hers, and her arms wound around his neck, pulling herself closer. He grinned. Mission almost accomplished.

Next one will come soon!

... Eh, I hope. :)