'Oh my god, I can't believe that just happened… I can't believe this guy has been Malfoy all along! Oh my god, I touched myself for him, he won't forget that, he'll taunt me about it all year now! Oh Hermione you fool!' – Hermione.
Hermione looked away from the laptop in much disappointment and humiliation. Draco now knew, that this 'perfect' girl he had been talking to was in fact his enemy, the mudblood, Hermione Granger.
Days after that were long and hard, Hermione tried her up most to avoid him, as so did he himself, he couldn't bare the fact Hermione was this girl he liked so much.
Once during potions class, Hermione was sat on the right side of the classroom, three rows from the front, she gradually turned her head to see over her shoulder, Draco, sat at the far back on the left side of the room.
He caught her glance and she quickly to look away, her frown grew more and more each day, she missed Lust… she wished to herself that she had never found out now, because it ruined things… big time.
Hermione would sit at her desk, looking at the laptop, watching his name appear as he signed in, only for a mere few seconds, and even when he stayed on for quite a while, she always clicked his name and watched the empty box stay empty.
She couldn't stop thinking about him, being Lust… it was a little mind-boggling for her to believe, but if that was really how Draco was, then she liked it a lot, he did seem nice to her when she broke up with Ron, apart from the ending where he turned mean.
Even during their feasts in the great hall, their glances for each other were always caught by them both, though never connected for more then two seconds.
Just a month later, Hermione was walking down the halls to go to her next class, she heard hurried footsteps behind her, and before she could turn around, a hand grabbed her and pulled her around a corner.
She looked up to see Draco standing in front of her, "Malfoy what do you wa-" she was interrupted, "We need to talk" he said emotionless, she felt confused but also happy to look up at him without having the fear of being made fun of.
"What? Now?" she asked him nervously, "No, not now" he said impassively, "Meet me at the dorm tonight, 8:30 Granger" he said with his pale, straight face, she nodded as she swallowed, he gave her one last stare before walking off.
She watched him walk away, his long black cloak floating at the bottom as the breeze caught it underneath. She sighed and tried not to smile to herself. She learnt now, she had developed a crush on Draco, even if he had been nasty to her in the past.
Hermione sat on the couch that night as 8:30 stuck on the clock, she sat nervously, playing with her skirt and kicking her legs, butterflies filled her stomach and flew madly, making her sick to the tummy.
By 8:45, Draco still didn't show up, she sighed and shook her head, "Trying to trick me most probably" she said to herself as she stood up, she made her way to her room, her hand touched the hall door, and then the portrait door opened.
Draco entered in his Quidditch uniform and his broom in his hand, she turned to see him and froze on the spot, "Good… you're here" he said impassively, "I was just about to leave actually" she informed him, "And why is that might I ask?" he asked her.
"Because I thought you wasn't going to show up, that it was just another game of yours" she explained, he sighed quite unbothered, he stood his broom in the corner of the common room and took off the green cloak and laid it across the couch.
He sat down and relaxed, his legs open, his right arm outstretched up on the couch, and his left hand resting on his upper leg, "Well, are you going to join me or not?" he asked her, she looked away from him as she slowly walked over to the empty couch in front of him.
"This thing needs to be sorted Granger" he informed her, she nodded as she looked away shyly, "Don't bother pretending to be shy either, I know you're not now" he said slightly grinning, Hermione ignored his comment and remained staring at the wooden floor.
"What is it exactly Malfoy that were meant to be talking about?" she asked impatiently, she couldn't help but try to be mean to him, she didn't want him knowing her new true feelings, it would be even more humiliating for her.
"Us" he replied impassively, Hermione stared at him with a confused face but with arched eyebrows, "Us? What us?" she asked him, he sighed slowly as he remained staring at her, "Well I think we need to discuss that"
"Well if you think there is an us then yes" she chuckled mockingly, he glared at her and then looked away at the fire place, he stared in silence for what seemed five minutes, he then turned his head back to her.
"As shameful as this is Granger, I do think there could possibly be an us" he kept eye contact, her eyebrows raised in surprise, "Sorry?" she asked, thinking she had heard wrong.
"I know it's a surprise, it's an even bigger surprise for me, believe me" he told her, "I've been avoiding you for the past month and-". "No I've been avoiding you!" Hermione interrupted, he stared at her quite annoyed, "Does it matter? Honestly?" he asked.
She quietened herself and stared at the floor again, "So we've avoided each other, but you know what I hate about that? Yes there is actually something I hate" he chuckled to himself, she looked at him impassively, "I miss those emails and talks we once had" he said.
Hermione desperately wanted to smile, but she couldn't let Draco's ego get the best of him, "So why didn't we have them?" she asked him softly, he sniggered before replying, "Isn't it obvious?" he asked, "Gryffindor… Slytherin… mudblood… and both sworn enemies" he replied.
"You've hated me and I hated you especially… and now all because of one silly meeting on the computer we've both completely changed our feelings? It's pathetic!" he said looking disgusted, Hermione looked at the coffee table wanting to grin.
"You're feelings changed?" she asked, he arched his eyebrows, "I knew it would boost your opinion of yourself Granger" he added. She rolled her eyes, "So how do we go about this?" he asked her, "About what?" she asks in puzzlement.
"Us of course!" he moaned, she could tell he was a little stressed tonight, "How should I know? You can't just expect me to be all over you just because you've been nice to me all summer and through school, it doesn't work like that!" she moaned back.
"I've shown my worst enemy my true colours and this is what I get from you? There's no pleasing you is there mudblood? What girl in this castle does not want Draco Malfoy? Tell me!" he ordered, she sat glaring at him, and just out of spite, and out of feelings, she replied, "Me".
He stared at her waiting to say "Just kidding!" but she never said anything like that, her stare did not disconnect with his, for once Hermione had a cold stare on her face, Draco glared at her and told her, "You'll only regret that Granger, I admitted to wanting you but you can't admit a single thing to me… why don't we try over the computer?" he said sarcastically.
She looked away from him, lost in thought, and then she quickly looked back as he began to walk off in the direction of his room, "How could you ever want me Malfoy? All you do is call me names and insult me, day after day!" she snapped.
He stopped and turned around to her, he then walked over quickly with his glare on his face, he leaned down and rested his hands on the couch's arm, he leaned closer to her and then said, "Granger, do you remember me saying 'He probably fancies you'?" he asked her.
She swallowed hard and nodded.
'Did he fancy me? Is that why he said it?' – Hermione.
"So… you fancied me?" she asked quietly, he arched his eyebrows, "No, I hated you! I still do, a little. But my point is, I never once really thought you were ugly! How could you be? You're far too perfect to be that Granger!" he hissed.
With that, he marched off to his room, slamming the hall door, and the bedroom door slammed after. Hermione growled to herself with stress and her fists hit the cushion beside her.