A/N: I am off school this morning to prepare for a singing exam

A/N: I am off school this morning to prepare for a singing exam. I've been practicing and now I think I deserve a break. Here it is. I hope you like it!

Note to Maruca Peach Quinne – The whole point of my story is meaningless fluff and kissing. If you don't like it, don't read it. Seventh Sphere (another story) has plot, but this is meaningless. Thanks anyway.

Moonlight Shining

By Amanda H

The time until the holidays soared by and before anyone knew it, it was the break. Very few of the older students went home. Hermione and Amy decided they were going to finish all their homework on the first two days and spend the rest of the time relaxing. This meant they spent most of their time in the library. Hermione finished late the second day.

"It's late Amy." Hermione yawned, from her seat in the library. "And if I stay in this comfy chair two seconds more, I'll be asleep. What do you say, we call it a night?" She asked, packing up her books.

"Sure." Said Amy. "I just want to finish this chapter." She held up the Muggle Book she was reading.

"Alright, but I'm too tired. Meet you in the dorm, or tomorrow morning." Hermione replied and lazily plodded out of the library. Amy tried to concentrate on her book, but her thoughts kept returning to Draco.

"Why did he kiss me?" She asked herself.

"He can't love me. He doesn't even like me. Do I like him? Stupid question Amy! Stupid STUPID question!!! I don't. Or do I? I mean, he's cute, well, all right, he's hot. No! Wait Amy! You MORON!!!!" She mentally berated herself. She tried to focus her eyes on her book, but the page was blurry and gray.

"Everyone hates him, but that doesn't mean I have to." She reasoned. "But, do I? Yes. NO! Oh, how should I know?" She sighed, laying her head on the armrest of the couch and falling into a fitful sleep.

Draco watched from the other side of the library, unnoticed, as Hermione got up and left a drowsy Amy lying on the couch. He watched as her eyes unfocused and she became involved in a heavy internal conflict. She sighed heavily and rested her head. Seconds later her eyes closed, as she was asleep.

"She looks so helpless lying there. And so peaceful. Like nothing in the world could harm her, or would even dream of it." He smiled subconsciously. Footsteps sounded in the corridor, but passed the library. He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already 2:00am.

"If a teacher finds her sleeping here, especially Mme Pince, she'll be in deep trouble." He thought. "Can I wake her?" He watched her tossing and turning lightly on the couch, deep in sleep. "Probably not. Can I move her? Maybe." He decided to give it a try. He walked over and picked up her cloak, which was on the floor. He covered her and put her books in her bag. Then, lifting the bag over his shoulder he took out his wand.

"Leverosa." He whispered. Amy's body rose and hovered a few inches over the couch.

"Where now?" He thought. "I don't know the password for Griffindor, I can't leave her in a classroom or the halls. I'd better take her back to Slytherin." He sighed and moved her body in front of him with his wand. Then, careful to avoid Flinch or Mrs. Norris, he guided her safely to the Slytherin dungeon.

Quietly he muttered the password (blasted bogarts) and waved Amy through the hole. Luckily the Common Room was deserted. Sleeping Amy shivered with the cold and tried to wrap the cloak around her more tightly. Draco pulled it up to her chin and she settled down. He eyed the green leather sofas suspiciously.

"If I leave her in the Common Room, they'll kill her, and she'll be in more trouble than at the library. Why didn't I just leave her? What does it matter to me? Better take her up to my dorm. But I am NOT sleeping on the couch for her." He concluded, floating her up the stairs and into the dorm.

Gently, he pulled back his bed curtains and laid her on the bed, with the sheets pulled back. He closed the curtain and changed into his sleeping attire. Moonlight was streaming through the window. He climbed into the bed with her, pushing Amy over to one side to give himself more room.

"Stupid Griffindor." He thought to himself, before drifting into a dream filled sleep.