"I can't believe he said that!" Hermione said.
"Well…. He is jealous," Draco turned to her, "If I do remember you two only shared a soft brush. Ours was…" he smiled a bittersweet smile, "a little more passionate,"
"Yeah well… That didn't happen now did it?" Hermione gave him a stern look.
"Well not to everyone else. You still kissed me,"
"Well I'm…" Hermione paused.
"What? Sorry?" Draco searched her eyes. Do I want to have her want something more? Do I think that kiss meant more then what it was? God this is confusing! He shook his head, "Go ahead; be sorry. I don't care. Everything's back to normal remember?" he looked at her and tried to not notice how the confusion sifted through her eyes and how her hands wrung and the urge to hold her hands in his own grew.
"I don't know, Draco," when she said his name it made him shiver but he tried to hide it.
"What don't you know?" he tried to sneer but then remembered that he was supposed to be Harry.
"I still like Harry but…" Hermione looked at Draco.
"What?" he asked kindly, "Harry doesn't quiet like you so much any more?" he raised a curious eyebrow.
"No… Oh never mind like you'd want to hear the troubles of your enemy," she stiffened abruptly, "Mrs. Weasley has already condemned us," Hermione walked quickly to the door.
"Hermione!" Draco walked over to the door.
"What Draco?" Hermione snapped.
"I'm going to need your help at Hogwarts…" He stood behind her.
"I'm going to need your help… Bah! Like the great Draco Malfoy would need the help of a muggle-borns!" She turned around and not knowing that he had stepped a little closer she turned into his chest.
"Yes… Well I'm not exactly Draco Malfoy right now am I?" he gave her a soft smile and put his hands on her waist.
"True…" she whispered, "But… If I help you then you have to promise that you'll actually listen to me and no name-callings or anything. You have to actually become Harry," she continued at a whisper. She hadn't moved away from him or anything. With their bodies pressed together she carried on at a whisper, "I can almost see you as you…" she placed her hands on his forearms.
"Now if I truly were Harry would you kiss me?" he asked at the same level whisper as she had used.
Hermione's eyes flicked down to his lips and flicked back to met his gaze. Her tongue poked out between her lips quickly enough to wet her lips.
"You would have been as far as we are now if you were Harry. Actually…" she tilted her head and drew closer to his face, "I don't think anything would have happened any more then the light kiss we shared before the switch…" her lips gently brushed his. That was as far as she had intended the kiss but when they touched her lips took control.
They parted and her tongue took control too. She deepened the kiss and Hermione just seemed to tag along for the ride. Their tongues mingled and tangled. Her tongue caressed the confines of his mouth and she felt his tongue do the same to her. Her hands had flown up to his hair and his arms had reached up her back pulling their bodies even closer together.
When they finally stopped, gasping for air, Hermione and Draco were on floor. Hermione on top.
A/N I hope you guys liked it! More chapters are on their way!
Kali Sword
