Attraction of the Opposites

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Summary: Opposites attract, right? Well Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are just about as opposite as you can get, so the attraction must be pretty big. With a certain two opposites as Head Boy and Girl, this is bound to cause all kinds of problems, isn't it?

Authors Note: Sooo sorry about the length.

Understand

There are some things you can not learn to enjoy.

A psycho maniac killer constantly trying to stab you, for one.

Or a movie that stars a guy with a really annoying voice.

But Hermione had definitely learnt to enjoy herself when Malfoy kisses her.

So this time when he did kiss her, she let him. He was a damn good kisser. Hermione decided that this kiss was the best kiss so far.

Malfoy kissed her for around 3 minutes straight before pulling back. 'Common Room?' He asked her, panting.

Hermione managed a nod. Malfoy grabbed her hand and led them down the stairs, through the hall and to the portrait of the old naked man. 'Farouche' he said quickly and the portrait swung open. Hermione could understand why he was in a hurry. As much as she enjoyed holding Malfoys hand, she didn't want anyone to see them. Although, since it was nearly 10 at night, students are meant to be in their House Dorms or Common Rooms. Of course, Hermione and Malfoy were Heads, they could stay out as late as they wanted, and say they were "patrolling" the corridors.

Stepping into the Common Room, Malfoy led Hermione over to a loveseat and sat down.

He looked at her uncomfortably. Wow, thought Hermione, Malfoy is so different right now.

'Granger...' Said Malfoy for the second time that night.

'Malfoy' Hermione looked him straight in the eye. She leant in and gave him a peck on the lips.

'Granger, I was wondering, do you... hate me?'

Hermione smiled. 'Well, up until two days ago, yes, I did hate your guts. But now... I don't know. It's hard to say. But I don't think I hate you any more. And the kisses are a welcome change from the insults.'

Malfoy managed a weak smirk.

'So...' continued Hermione. 'Do you hate me anymore?'

A pained expression played across his face. After a long time, he finally answered 'No.'

Hermione smiled. 'Well... do you like me?' she asked him, but before he could answer she engulfed his lips in a romantic kiss. Malfoy caught on, and Hermione felt a strange sense of déjà vu washing over her. All of a sudden, and much to Hermiones displeasure, Malfoy pulled back.

He stood up. 'Malfoy? What's wrong?' Hermione asked worriedly.

He grunted something incomprehensible. 'I don't understand what your saying,' Hermione told him gently.

Malfoy looked at her. 'That's just it! You wouldn't understand!' He almost yelled at her. Hermione jumped up in shock. Malfoy stalked to his room, leaving a very confused Hermione Granger standing in the Common Rom.

A/N You guys, I'm really sorry, but I needed to cut this chapter off here. The next chapter will be a Dracos POV. And I needed the Dracos POV to start here. Sorry again, you guys!

Sorry you guys, I've been going through a bit of a depression stage right now,(Bitchy teachers, boy troubles, friends bitchingbehind my back)and I haven't had much time to write. I'll pick up soon but it might take a bit longer for the next chapter.