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V. "Hermione, are you in there?" She woke up to a not so familiar voice outside her door. She realized the Ron was still in her bed and so it took her a minute to realize that it was Draco knocking on her door. Damn, I forgot I promised to meet him. Charlie must have let him in again. "Hey I was just taking a nap, let me get dressed and I'll be right out," she said as quietly as possible. Ron started to roll over in the bed. She leaned down next to him to wake him up. "Ron, I have a meeting to go to, you'll have to get up and show yourself out," she whispered to him. His eyes opened and he smiled at her a little. "Ok, Mione, love you," he said in a rather hoarse voice. "Try not to be too obvious when you're leaving," Hermione said as she quickly changed. She put a straightening charm on her hair and she pulled it back into a sleek ponytail. After she grabbed her books she slid out the quickly knowing that Draco could very well be waiting by her door. She closed the door quickly behind her and nearly bumped into him. Draco was leaning against the side of the door. "I'm sorry, was I disturbing something?" he asked with a bit of a smirk. She pushed him towards the portrait, "No, Malfoy, you woke me up from a nap. Now get moving, we have a lot of work to do." He just smirked, "Oh I must have touched a nerve, because it's back to Draco," he said with his trademark smirk. God I wish I could slap that smirk off his face. I don't really know why I'm helping him, he can be such an arrogant prick sometimes. Hermione put a halt to her mental tirade when they arrived at the library.
So as not to really be seen working together they picked a table in the back of the library, nearly in the restricted section. Hermione pulled the few books she already had out of her bag while Draco took out a quill and some parchment. "So, Granger, where do we begin? I see you've gotten a head start," he commented smoothly. She shivered a little noticing how her name rolled off his tongue. Mentally she shook herself and spoke up, "I haven't done much reading, I just checked out a few book so that someone else wouldn't take them." He nodded and reached over her to grab one of the books, entitled Dreams and Their Mystery. "You know," he said, "the titles for these books really are rather original." His attempt to joke did not go unnoticed but he did not get the reaction he hoped for out of her. Damn, I'll just keep my mouth shut. I really am a terrible git. "Draco, why don't you just start taking notes, and if you come across anything really interesting let me know," she commented, already deeply involved in the book in front of her. I have to admit, she is quite bright. She's the only person that could have helped me with this. None of the professors would ever have taken me seriously. Hermione was furiously taking notes and he watched her with a bit of longing in his eyes. He sighed and began reading and taking notes. She looked up just as he started to take notes. Why was he staring at me like that? I swear I'll never understand him, or men for that matter. He has such beautiful eyes...Gods, what am I going on about...think Hermione, think...this is Draco Malfoy. She resigned to keep working and push thoughts of him out of her mind. It was hard however, because she saw him peering at her stealthily.
Her writing slowed down as she watched him looking at her. Finally she spoke up, "Draco, what are you..." he interrupted her by placing one of his slender fingers on her lips. "Don't say a word, you are so beautiful like that," he said just above a whisper. Hermione was confused and her emotion crept onto her face as she started to blush. Draco left his finger there for a moment and slowly slid it down so it caught on her lower lip. God what am I doing she thought as she grabbed his hand before he pulled it back. His eyes flashed a look of surprise. "What if I told you that I'm fascinated with you, and that I haven't been able to stop having dreams about that night either," she whispered. A look of surprise flashed through his eyes, he hadn't expected anything like this from her. It's now or never Malfoy, do it now you wimp. The voice inside his head was yelling at him to take the chance in front of him and not let it slip away. Draco opened his mouth to say something but changed his mind, and before she knew what had happened his lips were pressed against hers. Hermione did not know what to do, but she found herself thinking, I always imagined his lips would be cold, just like the rest of him. Before she thought about anything else she slowly parted her lips and allowed his tongue inside her mouth. Gods she is amazing, how could I have never seen it. I've lived this lie too long. His mind was reeling and he moved closer toward her. Hermione hesitantly placed her arms around his waist and returned his kiss softly but urgently. Sparks were flying in her mind and she was beyond reason. Suddenly the sound of a book falling shocked her back into reality. She pulled away quickly and grabbed her bag and started putting books into it. "I'm sorry Draco, I don't know what I was thinking, I wasn't thinking," hurriedly and shakily she put books and parchment into her bag. He opened his mouth as if to say something but she stopped, "Don't please, I just can't." She ran as quickly as she could out of the library and made her way to her room.
Draco, on the other hand, sat just where she had left him. Slightly disheveled, his head sunk into his hands and he fought the tears that welled up in his eyes. "FUCK!" he yelled as he slammed his fist into the table. Great going Malfoy, you've probably just ruined everything. Now she's not going to want to touch me with a ten-foot pole. He continued to curse himself as he gathered up the books and quill she had left behind. Draco wondered what had made the noise that had caused her to bolt. What if someone had seen them, oh gods, what if they were to tell someone. Now I'll not only have ruined things for myself, I will have ruined things for her. Why did I have to be so selfish?.....