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"So what exactly are we supposed to do?" Draco asked Harry as he put on his gloves.

"Run after a gnome, catch it, throw it away. Literally throw them mate. As high as you can!" Harry answered while walking to one bush, a gnome appeared and immediately Harry became a blur.

Draco blinked. We do what? He looked around. Everyone seemed to do what Harry said he had to do. Fred and George had a gnome each in hand, threw at the same time, but Fred's was higher and Draco could see George grunt and hand over something shiny.

Then he saw Ron. He was crouching near a bush when something moved. Draco looked closer then suddenly something slapped Ron. It was a gnome gesturing a bad sign. He laughed.

His eyes traveled some more and he spotted Ginny, running after a gnome squealing and laughing in delight. "I will hex you! You bratty creation!" And she ran some more, the gnome acting high on drugs.

Draco studied this for a while until his eyes came across Hermione. She was in deep determination, eyebrows crossed, waiting, anticipating in front of a bush. He could see that she didn't want to surprise the gnome and have it run away, she was going to get it nice and slow.

He wanted to see if this was going to work, so he watched some more. Then there was a rattling in the bush, a gnome appeared and immediately Hermione tried to get it, but the gnome was already skipping and hopping away.

She let out a cry of frustration and went after the gnome.

She ran, she flew towards the gnome.

Draco was rooted to the spot. She can run. She didn't run like a girl. She is fast.. She's downright sprinting and flashing away.

Draco admired this for quite awhile. He liked looking at Hermione, she always had something unexpected to show that made Draco love her even more.

I'm sorry, like her even more.

Hermione was getting pissed, and Draco agreed. Who wouldn't? The gnome was the ugliest Draco had ever seen.

"You filthy-useless-insignificant-good-for-nothing thing of the Wizarding World!!! Come here!!! I will blast you into pieces ones I can do magic!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" Hermione sounded so determined, Draco was suddenly scared. His girl was very determined, it got freaky.

I'm sorry, the girl was very determined.

"OIE! Do something!" Someone suddenly shouted at him. "Don't just stand there!!!"

Draco looked around. Hermione passed by him and said forcefully, "Help me out you chicken!!!" And she ran even faster.

Draco stared after the bushy haired girl. Aggressive that one. He mentally laughed. He knew he still liked her anyway.

Draco finally ran after the gnome, Hermione was a good deal in front of him. He subconsciously watched the bushy haired girl in front of him.

Even from the back Draco admired her.

He deliberately slowed down so that he could marvel Hermione secretly, the way she'd let out cries of frustration here and there, the way she'd push back her hair with such force, or the way her scent seemed to find its way to Draco...

"OIE! Draco!! You're being beat by a girl!!!! Only Ron has that history!!!!" Someone suddenly said. He looked around, it was Fred, who sniggered.

Draco laughed. It wasn't the fact that he was being beat by a girl, but if Ron was the only one with that history, he didn't want to steal the limelight.

He ran some more.

She's really fast. Draco thought, he was having a hard time. He suddenly smiled, he loved the way Hermione was different.

I'm sorry, liked the way Hermione was different.

He was trying to catch up still, it was difficult when he always found himself looking at the girl and losing all concentration.

"Malfoy you're so slow!" Hermione shouted at him.

Malfoy? Draco thought for a while, then suddenly accelerated at alarming rates, he was getting nearer and nearer Hermione now.

He could see the sides of her eyes already, then her nose, he could see the eyes look sideways in alarm.

He's getting close, faster, faster Hermione! Don't allow--- AAAAAAH!!

They were beside each other now, running and sweating like mad; chasing after a gnome!

-It was not exactly the usual walk side by side in a beach.

"I can keep up whenever, Hermione." Draco taunted her. He wiggled his eyebrows to piss the girl off.

She rolled her eyes and banged her shoulders on his so he would be thrown off course, "That's because you only just started."

Draco wobbled for a while then resumed position. He didn't expect a girl like her to do that. He smiled.

"Ah, I see the lady is violent." He sniggered. Hermione was about to hit him when someone shouted.

"OIE!!! YOU TWO!!! GET THE BLOODY GNOME!! STOP HITTING ON EACH OTHER!!!! AND IN YOUR CASE, I MEAN LITERALLY HITTING!!!" Fred boomed.

They looked around and saw Fred waving his arms like mad, but they could still tell he was laughing.

"Oh, right." The two said as they laughed.

Hermione accelerated. She was slightly closer to the gnome. Her hair was flying, concentration etched on her face.

Draco studied the girl for a while, then he ran even faster. He was now slightly past Hermione.

"You're gonna have to do better than that." Hermione said as Draco was going to throw a retort, for the girl put more effort and was a good deal in front of Draco.

He smiled when he realized he was literally running after Hermione.

Draco stared past the girl. Deyuuuum. She's so fast. Catch her!!!!

"She's something, huh?" Someone to his left said as Draco passed by.

He looked back and saw that it was Harry, grinning broadly. Draco grinned and answered, "I know!"

Draco resumed the race. Where is the bloody gnome!? Draco asked desperately. It was the gnome that caused all this.

Then he saw it. It was skipping and looking ugly as ever, and Hermione was real close now.

He zoomed.

He was so fast, he felt his legs becoming like jelly.

No one seemed to notice the sky growing paler, the first stars of night finally appearing. It had actually taken all day.

Finally he was very near the girl, he could smell her cologne starting to find its way to him, though it was faint now. He could even hear her cry of frustration in knowing she had competition again. He smirked.

"You're gonna miss me baby." He threw one look of triumph at Hermione and he zoomed passed.

Hermione stopped dead in her tracks. What did he say? The boy was very near the gnome now. He was very tall.

He called me baby. Hermione subconsciously smiled as the handsome boy grabbed the gnome with authority and power.

He called me baby! The boy was swinging the gnome now, he was finally going to throw it.

She wanted to watch the handsome boy go in action. Or was it an accident? We were just pumped up… Hermione trailed off. She was left in her thoughts, unaware of her surroundings. One simple word had gotten her busy.

"Ha!!!" Draco said with triumph as he was going to let go of the gnome, he wanted to get as much momentum as possible. "I got you now, you ugly thing!" He said laughing.

The gnome was squealing and squealing, "Out! Out!" It was saying.

"Oh, you want? Okay." Draco said coolly while smirking as he finally let go of the gnome. But as he let go of the creature he stumbled across something and the gnome was thrown off course.

He hit the ground hard. He was about to check what the ruddy thing was that made him stumble when he heard an ear-splitting scream----

"MALFOOOOOYYYYYY!!!!! LEARN HOW TO AAAAIIIIMMM!!!!!" Someone said in frustration.

Then he heard catcalls and sniggers.

"SMOOTH MOVE DR. LOVE!!!" Someone said while laughing. Draco knew it was Fred.

His butt hurt, he had thrown the gnome really hard, it better reach way high...

He finally stood up and looked at the source of all the commotion, then his mouth fell wide open.

There, standing with dirt all over her face, was a livid looking bushy haired girl.

He had accidentally thrown the gnome at Hermione!

Oh crap. Draco smacked his forehead. Why!? She's gonna kill me…. He said to himself as he hastily (yet nervously) approached the girl.

It was suddenly dark, the stars were already shining. When did it get so late? It was just morning…

Draco couldn't believe the day passed so quickly.

Hermione could see him coming. The hit still hurt, and she was really pissed. Yeah that's right, come closer, come closer… come on!

Draco stopped in front of her, and just as he was about to say something Hermione was already on a roll.

"YOU!" She waved her arms in frustration. "YOU HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO AIM!!! KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?! A-I-M!!! D'YOU KNOW HOW BAD IT HURT?! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! AND I TH----"

"—Sorry." He mumbled. "I thought you weren't there, you were running right? Then I stumbled across something and the gnome went off course." He mumbled.

Hermione blinked.

True… She hadn't moved, she was busy thinking of what he'd said. She looked passed Draco and there, lying innocently, was a left foot shoe.

He looked really sorry, and he wouldn't look at her. She suddenly felt horrible. Poor Draco, she didn't mean to...

She immediately burned red. She had shouted at him, when it was partly her fault she didn't move. She slowly looked at him, but she saw those gray eyes suddenly twinkle.

Why is he so happy?

"It's not my fault now, is it?" He smirked. He was grinning. He knew.

Crap. Hermione was about to answer when...

Suddenly she went cold stiff.

Draco had moved closer, so close that Hermione could still smell his cologne even after all the sweat. He was so close that Hermione's body stuck to his shirt. He was so close that she could feel his body heat…

She was nervous right now. She got real nervous every time Draco went really near.

Then he spoke, "Where does it hurt?"

And he held her face. He held her face in his hands, so she could see nothing but his silver eyes, and he could see nothing but those chocolate brown whirlpools.

Draco had never been this close to her, and never have they held a longer eye connection. His hands subconsciously brushed her hair, it was really soft. And he could smell her shampoo, even after sweating. He had never admired her even more.

Everything was silent. All was still.

"No where." Hermione softly said, she forgot everything as she looked up at those silver eyes, and she could make out the first stars behind him.

He could feel her face's skin on his hands, and Draco couldn't look away.

Slowly, he closed the little gap there was between them.

He kissed her.

Slowly but surely, it was gentle, but he could feel her kiss back.

Suddenly there was a burst of deafening catcalls and cheers as the people behind them erupted in sound.

And in that moment, Draco loved everything about her.

Yes, loved, not liked. ;)

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