AN: Ah, you asked for fluff? You got fluff! This doesn't deserve the Angst Genre one little cookie! *watches faithful readers keel over from a heart attack* Oops.

Disclaimer: Same old, same old.

Dedicated to: Nuada, who suggested that I try a bit of fluff, then back to the angsty-goodness. Hey, why not?! Thanks Nuada, and here's your fic! Enjoy, and dooon't forget the review!

Nothing At All

It's amazing

Draco smiled down at her… she was childishly hugging him around the waist. "Isn't this… amazing?" he whispered into the half-dark. Hermione looked up at him, a smile in her eyes. "What is?"

Draco gestured to the two of them, embracing in a dimly lit room. "This. You. Me… we're amazing."

How you can speak right to my heart

"What? The fact that we started out as blood enemies, and are now… madly in love with each other?" Hermione laughed softly. Draco shrugged. "Yes. That too… and… this." Hermione's eyes held the question, and it was Draco's turn to laugh. "We're so… perfect together. You complement me, and I complement you. Our relationship has gotten up to the point where we…" he paused, searching for a right word.

"Where we finish each other's sentences." Hermione smiled mischievously up at him. Draco stared at her. "Exactly."

And bending down, captured her mouth in his.

Without saying a word

You can light up the dark

Hermione closed her eyes, succumbing to the sweet sensations of warmth, and softness, and tender touch. She slowly slid her hand up Draco's arm, slyly brushing her fingertips over his sensitive skin. Draco jumped, and broke the kiss.

He stared down at her. "You kiss so well, I see sparks behind my eyelids." he whispered hoarsely. Hermione grinned again, her lips noticeably flushed. "Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?" Draco chuckled. "What do you think?"

Try as I may

I can never explain

What I hear when you don't say a thing

Draco slipped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his cheek on the top of Hermione's head. He grinned at their reflection in the smoky mirror. "We're so.. beautiful together." he whispered. "Like we were made for each other…" Hermione closed her eyes dreamily. "It's in our chemistry, Draco." she told him without opening her eyes.

He glanced quizzically at her. "Chemistry? I heard of that in Muggle Studies. Isn't that what Muggles take up in their learning academies?" Hermione laughed softly, opened her eyes, and reached up to slide a finger teasingly down his nose. "Actually… there's more to that word than what you think."

The smile on your face

Lets me know that you need me

Draco caught her hand in his, and watching her with a faint smile, pressed his lips against her palm. Turning it over, he kissed it again on her knuckles, and Hermione laughed. "I need you, Hermione. You're my laughter. Without you, I would never have laughed again… if not for the sake of tormenting others." The sweet words floated in the twilight air.

There's a truth in your eyes

Saying you'll never leave me

Hermione reached out, slid the back of her hand down Draco's pale cheek, as smooth as marble. His eyes held hers for the most beautiful of eternities, and in those her eyes, he saw everything he wanted to believe in.

The touch of your hand

Says you'll catch me

Whenever I fall

She leaned against him, and he immediately embraced her, filling Hermione with a sense of security she only felt when she was in his arms. Hermione closed her eyes again, slightly sleepy. "If I could die right now… I'd be content, because I'm in your arms." Draco kissed her on her forehead. "If you died right now, I'd kill myself and follow you to heaven."

You say it best

When you say nothing at all

Then… "You don't have to, Draco. My heaven will have in there already." Draco smiled at the childish tone of voice Hermione unconsciously assumed. Sweet Silence took over then, sitting in a corner, yet filling the room with her presence. Discomfort was not there to accompany her, but Love was, and that made up for Conversation, who was Silence's both enemy, and complement.

All day long

I can hear people talking about love

The world outside their window continued to turn, squeaking and grinding and coughing and tumbling… but it stood still for one couple, locked in an embrace, in the middle of a darkened room.

But when you hold me near

You drown out the crowd

"You have that effect on me." Draco told Hermione, who opened her eyes sleepily and smiled up at him. "What effect?" she asked. Draco touched her lips, still bruised from kissing. "You make my heart race, my legs go weak… and you make me realize that my world revolves only one woman. You."

Try as they may, they can never define

What's being said between your heart and mine

Hermione chose not to answer. Instead, she stood on tiptoe to meet his lips once more.

The smile on your face

Lets me know that you need me

There's a truth in your eyes

Saying you'll never leave me

The touch of your hand says you'll catch me

Whenever I fall

"I don't need to tell you I love you, do I?" Draco asked Hermione. She looked into his eyes for a second, then smiled to herself. "Oh, no. Not at all. Your eyes say as much."

You say it best

When you say nothing at all