She walked silently down the dingy corridor. Her palms were sweaty; she had snuck into Harry's room and borrowed his invisibility cloak (without permission). She will return it after her quick rendezvous. She walked down the hall as she had done many times before. At first she had gone without any protection from being seen. She has a burning passion and it had to be fulfilled, and she did not care who found her just as long as she got the simple satisfactions. He was worried, she was never this late. Of course, she was never on time, but still this was too late. Then, there she was. She looked so beautiful. Almost glowing in the dim candlelight. She smiled that little smile that she didn't know could make him do anything for her. That was probably a good thing. "I am sorry I am so late, that stupid little first year would not get out of the common room." "Hey I have only been waiting an hour, don't worry about it. I mean I don't care if I get caught, and get detention" he smirked. "I said I was sorry, is there anything I can do to make it up to you," she said with an evil grin on her face. "Well maybe I can think of Something," he walked toward her slowly. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close to his body. She shivered because his body was so masculine under all the gawky robes he wore. Nobody but her knew that though, that was one of the things she cherishes. A long deep kiss followed. He couldn't believe his luck. I mean who would've thought five years ago when they first came to Hogwarts that the little know it all was so.. Well now that was his little secret. They were so different. It was so unlikely that they would never be caught. Even if someone saw them they wouldn't believe that they were together. I mean who would believe that Malfoy and Hermione were in love. It just sounds just like a bad romance novel. It all started one day in the library. Malfoy was really having a hard in Professor McGonagal's class. He sucked up his pride and approached her, he couldn't believe he was going to stoop so low and ask a Mud blood for help. "Hermione ummm." "What do you want Malfoy, I have a lot of work to do." "Well well look who has their robes in a twist!" "Malfoy I don't have time for this. What do you want?" "Okay, ummmm well I'm having trouble in transfiguration" "And.." " Well I need help, if I have to spell it out for you I guess you wouldn't be a very good tutor." "Sit down Malfoy and if I hear one rude thing out of you, you can figure out your own Transfiguration homework. See it is very simple." It was hard to believe that they met for three months like that. She tutored Malfoy and he secretly fell in love with her. The thing he didn't know was that she was falling for him to, falling hard. They had first made their plans to meet at night three weeks before. It was the best night of her life. His too. Only he was new at all of this stuff. Sure, he could be a bully and just be plain mean, but being nice. that was different. But he learned, and she was a patient teacher. Before he got her robe off, they were interrupted by. "OH MY GOSH!!!!!" They both turned around slowly praying it wasn't a teacher. It was worse; it was Malfoy's worst enemy, and Hermione's best friend.. "HARRY!" gasped Hermione, even though she was partly relieved that it wasn't Filch. "POTTER," growled Malfoy "You always have to mess up something, don't you?" "If I turn around slowly and go back to my room, Hermione will you follow?" "Yeah hang on. I'll see you later Draco." When they got back to the common room, Harry just stared at Hermione with blank eyes. He couldn't believe she could do that, and with his worst enemy.