The stupid note that I know everyone gets tired of reading:Hi everyone! -brushes cobwebs and dust along with other nasty things from the story.- I have decided to start up writing in this one again. I think my writing has improved immensely since last year so you get expect better chapters. By the way you could also read my other fic. while waiting for my chapter on this one. R&R on both though. Or else i'll stalk you GRR!

With a great effort she exited Draco's room, only to crash as soon as the door shut, falling to the floor and burying her face in her hands, shoulders heaving in violent jerks. Draco had returned her feelings. She had been so damn close. Close to him, close to happiness, but unfortunately, so close didn't count.

With this thought yet another torrent of tears flooded her eyes, drowing out the slow creak of the door opening, and the sound of a certain blond boy crouching in front of her and placing a hand ever so softly on her cheek, lifting it to level with his face and slowly, methodically, brushing the tears from her own now stained face, the words 'I'm sorry' spilling from his lips, so soft to her ears they almost weren't there.

She allowed her eyes to survey his, noting with shock that his eyes contained tears as well. Raising a cautious, shaking hand she touched his cheek, rewarded with the soft touch of his hand over hers. Marvelling at the way her hand fit his, Draco brought it softly to his lips, making sure his eyes remained locked on hers, silently pleading with her to forgive him, watching as her remaining arm wrapped around him, feeling the trembling motions it made as her fingers caressed his back. But her touch made more of an impact to him in the sense that it meant forgiveness.

He heard the words she whispered as she did so as well, although they did not bring on the same comforting feel.'What would your family do if they foud out?'she asked, her eyes still shining with unshed tears, though Draco suspected they were joyous tears.Those were the same words her had spoken so cruelly to her previously. The words he was trully sorry for saying.Vehement curses threatened to sound on his lips, cursing a family that could hurt so many people yet 'To hell with my family.' was what came out of his mouth.

Hermione jerked her head up, suprised. Draco had cursed his family. All on her account. All for her. Oh what a twisted world we live in. She opened to mouth to speak. To ask why he'd done this. Yet before she could speak she felt the warm touch of his lips to hers, automatically rendering her thoughts to an entirely different subject.

This kiss was different from the last one she noted. This one was needy, pleading for her return of his brashly shown feelings, begging for something that she would so willing give him. She allowed her lips to curve softly against his, drawing her hand up to his cheek, letting her fingers blaze their own path down to his back, sliding themeselves beneath the thick fabric of the sweater he was wearing, caressing his back in small circles, a smile crossing her mouth as she felt his body tremble beneath hers.

With a return of her smile, Draco broke the kiss and stood, lifting Hermione in his arms and turning to the door, only to stop in horror as he heard steps near them. No doubt Crabbe and Goyle returning to beg for forgiveness. Dammit. He quickly set Hermione down on the floor, noting the fact she'd heard the sounds too. Quickly she grabbed at his hand, leading him down the corridor until they had reached anther door, all the while the footsteps drew nearer, shadows now appearing from around the corner.

Pulling at the locked door Hermione cursed and withdrew her wand, muttering the Alohomora slipping inside with Draco, letting out a sigh of relief as the intruders passed by without heed of their narrow escape.

Laughing a bit, Hermione sat on a dusty desk provided by the room, gazing around at what seemed to be a deserted classroom, glancing to Draco who was busying himself lighting the torches that lined the walls. She stood and joined him, aiding in his flame-lighting process, watching as Draco crossed too her previous seat, lowering himself to a sitting stance, smiling when she plopped herself into his lap.

She laced her fingers with his, looking around the spooky atmosphere of the classroom then back to Draco.'How long do we have to stay here?'she asked, shivering a bit as a rush of cold air hit her.

Her drew his cloak around her, running his hands softly over her shoulders to get heat moving.'Depends on when those two leave..'he muttered, his eyes focused on the door, oddly vacant, rendering a slight concern from her, causing her to softly turn his head to face her.'Something bothering you?'

He shook his head with a reassuring smile, leaning his head against her shoulder, nuzzling her neck softly with his nose.'No, i'd have to say i'm happier than i've ever been...'