Hermione had wanted to go out with Harry for the longest time but she wasn't sure if she would be good enough for him. She was also afraid that if she revealed how she truly felt, it would ruin their friendship. She wanted it so bad so she had to try.

The next morning in the great hall, she sat next to Harry.

"Harry," she said. "Can we talk for awhile?"

They walked together into the girls bathroom. Hermione sighed.

"Okay. This is hard for me Harry but I can't hold it in me anymore. I know this is going to shock you but if you don't want to, I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship."

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"I...I...I love you Harry. I know it's wrong this way, but will you go out with me?"

Harry looked deeply into Hermione's eyes, at her unsure expression.

"Of course! I love you too," he said. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up. They were both extremely happy.

Harry and Hermione had been going out for a three months now, and the most they had ever done together was kiss. Hermione didn't know how to do any more than that, and she could tell that Harry wanted more of her. She wanted to make him happy so she decided to learn from somebody. She thought Ron might know how, but again, it was Ron.

During lunch in the great hall, Hermione looked around at the people she could ask.

"Not Neville, not Seamus, definitely not Fred, George, Percy...Malfoy might know how...ew!" She thought. Malfoy probably knew how...but he was Malfoy! Her worst enemy! Again, she wanted to learn to make Harry happy, but it was a hard decision for her. She thought hard, and decided it was worth it.

"Harry," Hermione said as she planted her lips on his. "I'll be going now all right? I'll be back tomorrow with a surprise for you."

"Okay," Harry said. He pressed his lips on Hermione's neck and then on her lips. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Hermione went into the Great Hall and found Malfoy.

"Well if it isn't Granger," Malfoy said, smirking. "What could she possibly want?"

"Malfoy, I need to talk to you."

Malfoy reluctantly followed Hermione into the Gryffindor common room and into Hermione's dormitory. Hermione locked the door and began talking.

"Malfoy, I know this isn't right or like me, but I need you to teach me a few things. It's for Harry. I don't know how I'm going to convince you...but I really need help."

"Obviously you need some help. You're a mudblood. You're not that smart are you? So what? Do you want me to teach you how to turn Harry on? Is that it?" Malfoy chuckled coldly.

"Yeah. That's it. So are you going to help me or what?" Hermione asked firmily.

"You know Granger, I don't know why I'm going to say yes, but its okay I guess." Malfoy secretly thought that this would ruin Hermione's reputation which is why he agreed. He also thought Hermione had a hot body and wanted to get his hands on it, even if he hated her. "So am I going to help you now?"

"Teach me how to be a good kisser."