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Summary: This is my first and probably only Draco/Hermione fic. I decided to just try this shipping, because my two friends are into the ship, and I decided to be nice. And also this is probably going to get me a lot of flames, but, whatever. Draco is gay. Hermione is a lesbian. They fall in love. Right? Wrong. Well, sort of.
Chapter One
Draco couldn't take his eyes off him. That hair, those eyes, and that sexy way his jeans fit him tight, perfectly. It was sexy, and Draco was hooked. His mouth started to water. Just once, he wanted those lips on his. He needed it. He couldn't control himself. He at least needed to hear his voice. Just once.
"Excuse me," Draco said, walking past. There wasn't enough room. Okay, there was, but Draco needed to do something. Not...oh god. His eyes were even more beautiful up close. A deep, deep blue. They seemed to stare right into Draco's soul, and see the thoughts he was thinking at the moment. The guy smiled, and turned fully around.
"Oh, right. Sorry." He leaned over and whispered in Draco's ear, "Didn't mean to be in your way." And then he left, a small smile on his lips. Draco turned away. Oh yes. That was...amazing. Perfect. Ah...not love. Just attraction. Animal attraction.
And for that day, that smile never left his lips.
Well, at least until he saw Hermione Granger walk right past him. She was wearing tight flare jeans, black Converses, and a black t-shirt underneath a gray zip-up hoodie. Their eyes met for a moment, maybe more. She turned again as the girl she was holding hands with kissed her cheek. She laughed.
"Damn her," Draco muttered under a sharp intake of breath. He watched her hips swing back and forth as she walked, and the way her hair shined as the sun hit it.
She seemed to feel his gaze, and turned around. Their eyes locked again. Nothing else. No one else.
"Damn him," Hermione breathed, and turned back around.
"What?" The girl who she was walking with asked, totally clueless as to what just happened. Hermione shook her head, and fought the urge to turn around and look back at him.
"It's nothing," Hermione said. "Nothing at all."
The dark-haired girl gave her a knowing look. "Come on, Hermione. You never could tell a lie."
Hermione glared at her. "No, really. Everything is fine. I just -- spotted someone who I happen to dislike very much, that's all."
"Alright..."
Hermione stopped walking, and pulled the girl against her, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Toungues collided as the rest of the world around them faded into a dim mist. Nothing seemed more right to both of them. This moment and everything in it they shared. Everything seemed so perfect. Hermione pulled away from her and they continued walking hand in hand.
"I love you, Hermione."
"I love you too, Cho."
A/n: So..let's hope I get a few reviews..if you have flames..well..they're gladly welcome..helpful..or not..See you in review form..And encouragement helps..I just want to see what people think of this fic, and if I should continue it or not..
