A/N: A story I've been writing where Draco is an up and coming movie star in what will be a blockbuster series. Hermione quits her day job to become an extra in the movie just so she can get next to her fantasy man. She finds herself in a position she only dared to dream of.
We lean in to each other...finally, after what seems like light-years, I'm going to kiss him. So what if it was supposed to be pretend and only for the movie. His gorgeous grey eyes are locked on mine and he smiles. I close my eyes as I anticipate feeling those lush lips. God, no man should have such delectable, full lips. Then I feel an almost imperceptible touch, like a butterfly wing, fluttering gently…my mind races as I think that yes, this is definitely going to rock my world and I'll never be the same, because finally, I've been kissed by the man that has claimed my heart and made his his, even if he doesn't know it yet...
"Cut!"
I open my eyes to blinding lights, and a flurry of movement as cameras and the crew move around as Dumbledore barks commands to set up the next scene. Harsh reality sets in, and it shatters the fantasy into a million pieces.
"Bastard!", we both mutter under our breath. I laugh, and he smiles. He looks down, swipes his hair, then looks at me with those mercurial eyes. He quietly whispers, "Soon...it will happen soon. Away from the cameras, away from the crowd. Just us, and it will be much more than you've ever imagined...and I can not wait."
Beautiful words that only add to the tension. I'm so wound up, that I know I'll spontaneously combust once in his arms. I'll never know the bliss that is Draco freaking Malloy. I groan out loud, then shiver in response. Then I can't help but wince when Dumbledore screeches out, "Draco, here this instant!"
I roll my eyes when I see his hands on his hips.
And the show must go on...