Disclaimer: I love Draco Malfoy, and all the Harry Potter characters, but I don't own them.

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That night Hermione and Ron went on a walk around the park near the building. They had had a few laughs and then they decided to sit down on a bench for a while. It was almost nighttime and the stars were just starting to appear.

"Oh, by the way Herms, I was on the way to the field earlier, and I saw it." He grinned.

"It? What it?" She asked as if she didn't have a clue.

"You and Draco. I saw the whole thing. I didn't hear what it was you said, but it must have been something, because the second you were out of sight he blushed." Ron put his arm around her shoulder, but in a friendly way.

"You were watching? I did good. I never thought I would end up like this. When I was little, I always thought that I would hate him all my life. Never once did I ever think I would fall in love with him. And kissing him, that was unthinkable. Now I feel differently. I feel good about it." She sighed.

"Hermione, I never thought you would be the one to make the first move, ever. Especially on a Slytherin. Draco Malfoy of all of them too." Ron smiled.

"People change. By the way. If you want to ask Trish out you better hurry soon. That guy on your team. The one with the black hair and is kinda tall, he likes her too. If you don't ask her she'll go for him and you'll be outta luck." Hermione told him.

"You knew this whole time I'll bet. You knew that I liked her." Ron stated.

"Yep. It was easy to see. I'll bet if you ask her she will say yes." Hermione smiled.

"I think I will then. Now, question, what is going on between you and Draco? Is it love or lust?" He asked.

"Both. I think I love him, but I'm not sure if he loves me. Yet when I look at him I see this desire. It mirrors my own. I want him badly." Hermione started.

"Herms, I don't want to hear about your wild fantasies. I'm sure you wouldn't like to know what I think about your cousin." Ron looked disgusted.

"True."

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Later on that night Hermione walked up to her room. When she got there she found Draco at her door. He was pacing and looked nervous.

"Can I help you?" she asked as she pulled out the key for the door.

"Hermione, um can we just talk for a minute?" He asked.

"Sure, would you like to come in?" She offered.

"Um. I'm not sure that's such a good idea. So I'm going to wait on that, but thank you." He smiled.

"Ok then. So, what did you want to talk about?" Hermione leaned her back against the doorway.

"About us and what's been going on. I just wanted to know if you wanted to still go to Ron's with me? And if you still do, what time you want me to come pick you up?" he asked.

"Of course I still want to go. Why, do you not want to?" She questioned with a slightly hurt face.

"Yes. I'd love to take you. Is nine forty ok?" He smiled.

"That's fine." She nodded.

"Great. I'll see you later then." He started to walk away.

"Wait, just one more thing." Hermione caught up with him.

"Yeah?" He tilted his head.

"I just wanted to know, who was that girl you were talking about when I interviewed you?" she asked with a curious expression.

"I think you already know." He leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips and then continued down the hall.

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The next few days went by quickly for Hermione. She was happy about everything going on with Draco. She had spent hours looking for the perfect dress to wear to the party. And after spending five hours in four shops, she found one she really liked, and knew Draco would.

The morning of Valentines Day, she found a dozen red roses at her table. There was a little card along with it. She opened it up and it read,

Dearest Hermione, I can't tell you how happy I am to be escorting you to the party tonight. I won't be able to see you today. I have a few things to do. I'll be by to pick you up sooner then you think. Enjoy your day without me (is that even possible?). I'll see you soon.

Draco Malfoy

Hermione smiled to herself as she read it a second time. She couldn't wait to see him, and she had all day to wait around. What was she to do to pass the time?

Just then Trish woke up and yawned. She slowly glanced around the room, and when her eyes landed on the roses they widened a bit, and a slow grin spread across her face. She then glided out of bed and over to the tableside.

"What's this? Has Hermione got a secret admirer?" Trish teased.

"Yes, but he's not so secret. They're from Draco. Aren't they lovely?" Hermione smiled.

"From Draco you say? I heard a few rumors about you two. I take it they are true then?" Trish grinned.

"It depends. What are the rumors?" Hermione asked.

"There are quite a few actually. However I only believed a few of them. Everyone's saying that you and Draco have been seen kissing more then once. Then they are saying that you two have been seeing each other for a while behind everyone's back. There were a whole lot of them." Trish shrugged.

"It is true. We have kissed a few times. I did invite him in, but instead we talked in the hallway. We aren't officially seeing each other. This all started about four days ago, but I'm not exactly sure what's going to happen next. We're going to Ron's party tonight." Hermione stated.

"Me too." Trish smiled suddenly.

"Oh really? Who are you going with?" Hermione questioned with arched eyebrows.

"Ron." Trish almost whispered.

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Hermione had about ten minutes before Draco was to arrive. She admired herself in the mirror. She wore a dark red dress. It was very short and showed a lot of her legs. It had two very thin straps. Her hair was up in a complicated twist, but a few curls hung loose. She wore a bit more makeup then usual. Around her neck was a silver chain with a tiny heart on it. She had earrings to match too.

As she heard a knock on her door she took one last twirl and raced to the door. She opened the door and there stood Draco. He was wearing black pants, and a dark shirt. His hair had usually had been gelled back, but this time it was parted down the center, and a few strands hung near his eyes. He was gorgeous. Hermione was in awe.

"You look beautiful." He breathed, as he looked her over.

"You don't look too bad yourself." She blushed a bit.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked.

"More then you know." She smiled.

"I take it you've been waiting to leave all day?" He smirked.

"Pretty much." She nodded.

They walked down the hall and outside. Ron's place wasn't far and they wanted a little time to themselves. So they walked a few blocks. Somehow Hermione's hand ended up in Draco's. She noticed how warm his hand was against hers. Out of no where she wanted to push him against the wall and kiss him senseless, but she decided against it. She needed to slow down. She didn't want to scare him away.

"Draco, you did your hair differently. It looks nice like that." She spoke up.

"I just wanted to try something different. I love your hair. Don't tell anyone this, but I've always had a thing for girls with curly hair." He smiled.

"Really?" she laughed as they approached Ron's.

As they walked up the steps and the door was wide open. They watched a couple try to enter. Apparently they hadn't known that you had to walk in together. Otherwise you couldn't enter. It then took a minute, but eventually they figured it out.

"Draco, Hermione! So glad you could make it." Ron greeted them with a hug.

"Hey Ron. Where's Trish?" Hermione asked.

"She just went to put up her coat. She's around here somewhere." He smiled, then went to say hello to some of the others.

Music was playing. Hermione say almost every couple dancing. Harry and Ginny, Neville and his girl, Trish and Ron. Everyone was dancing. Without a word her arms went around his neck and his hands gently rested at her waist. The song was very slow, and Hermione loved it. As it continued they seemed to get closer, until Draco and Hermione were less then an inch apart.

They danced for hours. Eventually they were the only ones dancing. Everyone else was watching them. But after a while they began to tire and decided to rest a bit. Hermione went to a table and Draco went to get them a drink.

She waited a minute for him to get back. She looked towards the food, and saw that he was talking with Harry. They laughed and then he returned to her.

"Sorry about that. I was talking to Harry." He apologized.

"No problem. So, are you enjoying yourself?" She asked.

"Immensely." He nodded.

"Want to go outside for a bit?" She suggested.

"Yeah. It's getting a little crowded here." He took her hand and they went outside.

As they stepped out onto the back porch, they noticed another couple was out there too. They were pressed against the wall. So they turned to leave the two alone, when one of them spoke up.

"Draco?" The girl asked.

He turned around slowly. Hermione saw the look on his face. The voice was familiar to him. He tensed up, and Hermione saw his look of contentment go to a look of hurt and worry.

"Leslie." He whispered almost silently.

"Hey, how are you?" She walked over towards them with some tall and tan guy.

"I'm fine." He shrugged.

"Good, but I can see it in your eyes. You are not fine. Can I talk with you for a minute? Alone?" She looked over her shoulder and glared at Hermione.

Hermione walked inside and waited for Draco to return to her. A minute passed by, then five, then eventually ten. No Draco. She turned around to go outside. As she entered to cool night air she was able to see Draco and Leslie.

They were talking and weren't quite aware of Hermione's presence yet. Leslie's hand went up to Draco's face. She pressed her body to his and leaned up to kiss him. He turned his head away.

"No. Leslie. You hurt me. Go back to your boyfriend." He looked away from her.

"You know it was a mistake. We were fighting. I thought we were over, and it was just that one night." She softly replied.

"But what about Hermione?" He asked, as his voice became shallow.

"Who cares about that little mudblood?" she pressed herself to him once again.

She kissed him, and he was trying to pull away. Hermione wanted more then anything to break her off of him, but she had to see what he would do. He resisted her for another minute, but then and she became more aggressive he instantly pulled her to him and began to kiss her back.

Hermione's heart shattered as she watched the scene. She grabbed her purse and opened the door to go back inside. The light showed upon the porch and Draco broke away from Leslie and looked up. He realized what he had done. He took a step towards Hermione. She backed up and glared at him through the tears.

"How could you?" she whispered.

"Hermione let me explain." He pleaded.

She closed the door and chanted a quick locking spell to delay him. She ran through the house and out the door. Transfigured her high heels into regular shoes. She then ran as fast as her feet could carry her back into the building. She entered to building and raced up the stairs to the floor where her room was. Suddenly she heard the rapid pounding of feet not far behind her. The pulled out her keys, opened the door and entered. She looked into the hallway and saw Draco three yards from the door and slammed it shut and locked it with not only a key, but spells too.

Then she collapsed onto the floor and let all her tears out. What was supposed to be the best night of her life, had turned out to be her worst.



A/N: Sorry, but I had to add some drama into this. It wouldn't be right if I just left them together to live happily ever after. It will get better I promise. Please, if al all possible, I would appreciate nine reviews.