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A/N: okay, im sorry I haven't updated in a long time, and that this chappie is short, ive just been really busy, oh and im working on a new story which im putting up either today or tomorrow. Bye!
Chapter 4: The Kiss
The next morning they did not pull away quickly like before, instead they stayed in each other's arms, gazing in content. Draco noticed how wonderfully vibrant and beautiful her honey- brown eyes were, they were big and full of innocence. Hermione noticed a speck of blue hidden within his steel eyes, very soft and warm.
The silence was broken when an owl that Hermione recognized as her mother's tapped against the window softly. She rushed over to the window to retrieve it. Draco stayed on the couch staring at her intently, rubbing the dried tears on his shirt.
She read the letter silently, by the end, her eyes were stinging.
"You've cried too much Hermione Granger!" She thought as she blinked away the tears.
"What is it?" He asked in concern.
She gave him the letter.
To my dearest Hermione,
I'm so sorry about your father, I tried to make him stop doing those awful things, but he wouldn't listen. Hermione, there's something that your father and I neglected to tell you when you were younger, and now I feel I cannot keep it from you any longer. You are not a muggle born, you are a pureblood. Our family dates back to the time of Salazar Slytherin, your ancestor. We didn't want to tell you this because we did not want you to grow up thinking that you have such an evil person in your lineage. That is the reason your father and I chose to live the muggle life. But apparently, he secretly felt differently. I'm so sorry honey, I hope you wont think of me differently because of my actions. I feel so horrible for burdening you with this, but there is something else that I am obligated to tell you, your father is going to be receiving the Dementor's Kiss next Thursday at dawn. I have arranged with Dumbledore for you to come visit home next week. Please remember that I love you above all things, and everything will be alright.
Love,
Your Mother
"What?" Draco whispered in shock.
"Hermione, a p...pureblood? And the Heir of Slytherin? It cant be." he thought. (a/n: okay, so yea, it doesn't make sense, but just pretend the 2nd book never happened!) Draco didn't know what to feel, should he be happy that she is a pureblood? Should he be sad that he made fun of her all those years for nothing, should he hug her in happiness or comfort?
He decided to open his arms lovingly, and let her come to him, she, of course, accepted. He held her in a tight embrace and kissed her on the forehead. She looked up at him. He smiled reassuringly. They bumped heads lightly, eyes closed, soaking up each other's warmness.
"Draco?"
He replied by touching his lips to hers. Hermione was mildly shocked but accepted. It was soft at first, their lips barely touching, then it became very passionate. His tongue slid into her mouth gracefully, it was dancing with hers. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, he wanted her to see that she was the only one who ever cared about him, with this thought, he deepened the kiss. She latched an arm around his neck, the other explored his hair, and down to his chest. He put his arms around her waist bringing her closer to him, never wanting to let her go, the very thought of it made him cringe. All of Hermione's thoughts about her father dissolved, her worries, cares, everything evaporated like smoke on the water.
A/N: Okay really short this one, I had other stuff in the chapter, but I decided to wait for the next chapter to do that. Alrighty, see ya soon!