It's funny but every single review of you guys makes me write a new chapter! lol, you're really great!

Thanks to alexpotter, hermy-one2402, hannah and marauder girl.

I'll go on with the story. I don't really know how, though… there are so much things I could write…

Insomniac

"Hermione, you should right now being in your bed, fast asleep.", Hermione told herself as she walked through the corridors of Hogwarts. She didn't dare to go to the hospital wing.

Though she needed to see him, she didn't want to wake him up now. And still she didn't know if he felt the same way.

So she just strolled around, thinking.

She figured out about Snape and Lily some time ago. But still she thought it was a pity that he never asked her. Maybe she felt the same way like he did? Hermione however wouldn't be so stupid. She would tell Draco how she feels, no matter what he feels.

'And what if he laughs at me? What if he just goes on, insulting me as ever? Has he really changed?'

But she would never know if she didn't ask him.

'What if Snape's right? What if I do hurt him? I have never loved before, how can I be sure I'll never change my mind about that?'

/Because you feel it. You could never hurt him. You want to heal him./

'But what if I don't know the difference between heal and hurt?'

Hermione found herself in front of the hospital wing.

She couldn't… But then the door was already open, and Hermione stepped inside.

First she didn't see anything, because the torches were just in the corridors outside, and in here it was dark.

But she would found the way to Draco's bed in sleep.

tap, tap even though she walked as quiet as she could, she could hear every step of her.

When she finally reached Draco's bed, she took a seat next to him and watched his limp body.

Softly, she took his hand. It was surprising warm. Hermione stroked with her thump over the back of his hand.

He looked so peaceful, breathing silently, looking so innocent and pure.

Hermione knew that wasn't really what Draco was, but still she thought he would never harm her this way. So she began to speak.

"I've watched your day. The whole day long I was sitting in your head. I know that you already know, because you did the same with me.

How did you manage to stand this? I saw your body. I saw the bruises, the scars, the wounds. I saw the pain in your eyes, just when your mask fell. I'm between adoring you and berate you because you don't do anything against it. Just because you're this proud, that doesn't mean you have to let them do anything to you.

I've seen them, oh, I've even felt them hitting you hard, torturing you, hurting you. I wonder if you'll ever know how much I wanted to be alone in your body at this. I would take every pain if I could only ease yours. I just wished you could leave it to me to handle those people… I wished I would have come that way, I wished I could help you again.

But you don't want my help. Why do you refuse every thing? Your pride is what's killing you.

If I could only tell you this. If you would only listen to me. If you would only love me the way that I do."

A silent tear run down her cheek.

Hermione leaned forward, something pulled her nearer and nearer his face. She could feel his warm breath on her skin.

Her lips touched his ones lightly, she never were so near him, but jet she knew she had to leave this place were all here dreams will be from now on. His lips were heaven, but she wasn't able to more than cover them, barely feeling his warm breath before turning away again.

Her face was just some inches away when she felt the limp body beneath her move.

His hand was gripping hers tighter, and his lips searched for hers. When their mouths impacted, she felt his warm lips being pressed over hers, comforting and warming her, feeding her stomach with butterflies.

When his lips finally released hers, she opened her mouth to say something, but Draco quietened her.

"Shhh. Don't speak. Sleep now, it's too late. Good night, Hermione Granger."

Hermione already stood up and was about to go, hiding her confused look, when the hand she still held in her hand was holding her back.

She turned around and again their lips met each other, his tongue was stroking over her lower lips softly, but then he turned away. He looked at her, and his eyes begged her to leave.

"Good night, Draco Malfoy," she whispered, and then left quickly for her dorm.

A/N: aaawww, they finally kissed. *lmao* I can be such a bitch if I want to.. I'm just telling as much: they are both faaaaaar to complicated people to clear things up now, so don't think this story is going to end soon. Now I'm tired, and I'm leaving for bed, and I hope you guys review and tell me how you thought this little kiss-scene was. Did it ruin everything? Even if it did… I was a little bit tired of the two of them always fighting. good night guys, I hope tomorrow, if I look in my mail-box, I'll find at least six reviews. And before that number isn't reached, I won't update. (it can also be more, so don't mind and leave a review!)