Sorry about her fainting so much guys. I just needed an ending to the chapter. Anyways, here is the next one! This is where it gets good.

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After about a week of living with Malfoy, Hermione still wasn't quite used to it. She had managed to avoid him for the most part, but today would be a different story. Today was Thursday. The day they had to patrol together. Hermione had been dreading this all week. They had to patrol from 11PM to 1AM. That was two hours alone with him! She shuddered at the mere thought.

Lessons seemed to fly by. Why does time have to go so fast on days I don't want it to? It seemed as if she had just woken up when she reluctantly met Malfoy in their private common room.

"Hey Granger," he smirked. "You ready?" Hermione didn't look at him, but nodded. She quickly walked out the door and through the kitchens. She said a quick hello to Dobby then went outside into the corridor. She heard the portrait slam shut and she knew Malfoy had caught up.

"Look Malfoy, let's just get this over with, okay?" Hermione refused to look directly at him. Who knows what might happen if she did?

"You really hate me so much?" he teased, smirking. Hermione starting walking down the hallway.

"I honestly don't know," she muttered, loud enough so only she could hear.

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Nearly two hours and four detentions later, Hermione began to make her way back to the common room. She and Draco hadn't said a word except to the students out of bed. Dammit! There I go again, calling him Draco. What the hell is wrong with me?

"You know, Hermione," Draco said suddenly, "No one's here. Nobody would see us."

"The point is for us to see them-"she stopped. "What did you call me?" she whispered, turning around to face him. To her surprise, his face was mere inches from hers. Hermione backed up until she hit the wall. Well, this feels familiar, she thought.

"Hermione," Draco whispered. She shivered as her name rolled off his tongue.

The next thing she knew, his lips were on hers, a hot, sweet fire coursing through her entire body. Her body melted against his. Hermione's arms somehow made their way around his neck as she moaned softly against his mouth. Nothing had ever felt better in her entire life. Se felt so safe in Draco's arms...

She forced herself to pull away. This was wrong. Drac- MALFOY was one of her worst enemies. How did he make her feel so good?

"I... I can't," Hermione's eyes were full of tears. She ran through the kitchens, ignoring Dobby, into the common room and up the stairs. She opened her door when a hand gently caught her. She was sobbing into Draco's chest before she knew what she was doing.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I can't trust you. Why? Why did you kiss me? Why did you suddenly decide to care?"

"I honestly don't know," he said. His hand touched her face. "But you're beautiful. Inside and out." Draco sighed. "You see what you've done to me? I'm sappy." He said the word in such a tone of disgust she had to laugh.

He smiled. That's right. Smiled. Not smirked. It was all too much for Hermione.

"I'm pretty tired," she said. "Goodnight... Draco." She walked into her room, closing the door behind her.