Disclaimer: I thought I owned Harry Potter... but sadly... I don't...

* * * Kvun: Hihihihihihi!!! Welcome to my HP story! I kinda got too excited and

started writing more HP! But don't worry, I'll get back to my other unfinished

stories... soon...

Harry: (coughlazycough)

Kvun: SHUT UP! At least I'm writing this story.

Ron: (coughexcusecough)

Kvun: ANYWAYS! I'm not sure if this story is actually and good. So I'll try

And see where it goes. SO please review and tell me what you think and PLEASE

DON'T FLAME ME! Cuz I'm forewarning you...this might suck

Hermoine: (coughmight?cough)

Kvun: (glares)

Dumbledore: lets just get this over with... (sigh)...

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Malfoy POV

Dear diary, it's been yet another day, and still I haven't had the guts to ask her

out... I feel so stupid... but that bastard Harry's always around her with that red –

headed weasel! Maybe tomorrow, things will be different... and that hag Pansy

keeps on hanging around me! She's so stupid...sigh... I wonder if things

would've been different if we were in the same house...? END DIARY

I look at my clock. It's 1 o'clock in the morning. I hear a distant snore... "must

be Goyle" I mutter. I puy away my journal in my trunk. I get up and leave.

Being head boy in my 7th year really changes things. I guess I'm more

mature..."oh god" I mutter, what's happening to me? I walk towards the head boy

and girl lounge. My mind still on Hermoine. (sigh)

Hermoine POV

This is so stupid! 6 years of slabing off homework! And what do I get? More

homework! And being head girl means nothing more then more responsibilities. I

never have anybody with me either! Harry and Ron are always at quidditch. And

this stupid lounge doesn't even have comfy couches. Seddenly, Malfoy walks in.

Narrator POV

Malfoy was quite surprised to see Hermoine here at such a late hour. He wore a

shocked expression on his face, but recovered quickly.

"What are you doing here mudblood?" he asked.

Hermoine, also surprised to meet him, replied quite boldly:

"Then why are you here?"

Neither had anything to say.

"So...busy day?" asked Malfoy. She's alone now he thought, it's your chance.

"eh..." replied Hermoine in a slight monotone.

"mind if I sid down?" asked Malfoy eagerly

"I suppose...it's your lounge too"

Malfoy walked over beside Hermoine and say down.

Hermoine POV

Wow...this is really disturbing...he's getting a little too close...

Malfoy POV

Now's your chance! Common! You can do it!!!

Narrator POV

Malfoy leaned close to Hermoine. He could smell her perfume. He was going to

do it. He could hear her heart beat faster and faster.

"no..." said hermoine "why are you doing this?" she whispered softly brushing

him away.

"because..." replied Malfoy, "I love you"

"then why are you always treating me like crap and calling me Mudblood?"

demanded Hermoine stuttering slightly

"because, I was jealous. Your so beautiful. I want to be with you..."

This can't be right! Thought hermoine. But even as Malfoy leaned towards her

again, she felt her arms even moving around him, wrapping him, bringing him

closer. The moment his lips touched hers, she felt months of loneliness rush away. The

couch actually felt comfortable now, with Malfoy with her. There was nothing but

Malfoy

"you know...if anyone ever found out..."began Hermoine

But malfoy cuz in:

"they don't have to..."

They embraced again and kissed, this time, they stayed. Malfoy was the first to let

go. He moved the couch and table backwards. He wanted to continue on the floor.

But hermoine cut in.

She took her want and pointed at the door and muttered "ALECHACRA" The

door clocked locked.

"no more interruption" she smiled.

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Kvun: so... ya...it's a little different then my regular stories,.. but ya... please

review!! Thanks so much!!!