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She said the password, and ran into the common room, and collapsed on Draco's shoulder, crying. What am I doing! Stupid hormones.

Chapter 2

Draco's P.O.V. (Hot guy -Loryta)

Draco thought about Hermione, which did nothing to help his queasy stomach. Stupid mudblood… though she does have a brilliant mind… but she hates me… she's beautiful… but she's a freaking Gryffindor, she'd never like me!

As he was thinking the portrait hole swung open and Hermione rushed in, and immediately collapsed on Draco's shoulder. This made Draco blush very much. He tried to think about the fact that he needed to push her off, for reputation sake, but couldn't bring him-self to do so. Instead instinct took over and he hugged her. "What's wrong Hermione?" He asked softly, while his little voice screamed "Draco, no! You can't hold the mudblood, get her off!" but he just ignored it.

"I-" Hermione started, then blushed. "I broke up with Ron…" she said, crying a little harder.

Draco paused. He didn't know what to say, what to do…"It… it's okay, Hermione…"

He said, realizing he had called her by her first name. What the-? I…am I going soft or something? Gotta stay cool.

Hermione sniffled a little, and smiled up at him…

"But, the thing is…I didn't even like Ron anymore…" she said, sighing. "I just…I don't know. Part of me, just…wanted to see you."

(S. P. A writing masterpiece! I wrote it!) (L. Awwww!)

Draco seemed to blush, and stammered, "Uh…well, uh…see, it's the same thing for me…I….wanted to see…you." I don't care if she's a mudblood…I like her for who she is…

Hermione's face brightened a bit, and she said, "Really! You don't care that I'm…muggle-born?"

Draco gave her a little half smile and shook his head. "You…just need to be you. You're smart, beautiful (S. P. - someone's hitting on Hermione!), and you're very brave…"

Hermione blushed, but then sighed. "I want to go out with you…but, what would people say? A Gryffindor and a Slytherin? We're…totally opposites…and you HATE Harry…he's one of my best friends…"

Draco sighed and looked at her eyes, so emotional and full of tears. "Who says they have to know? At least for now, we don't have to tell them. Hermione…" He said, loving the way her name sounded. He was thinking about how much he wanted to kiss her.

Hermione's P.O.V.

Hermione fled into the heads common room from the Great Hall, angry at Ron, angry at Lavender, angry at the world. As her brain was so full of emotions of sadness, hate, and anger, the rest of her brain, the thinking part, was quite certainly shut down at the moment. She had then flung her-self into someone's arms, not realizing that the only person it could be, as her sight was also quite blurred, was the slimy git of a Slytherin, Draco Malfoy. Then again, she had quite decided on her run up here, she quite liked him, and that he would definitely not like her.

When she had come to her senses she was quite shocked at the fact that instead of pushing her away and saying, "Get of me you slimy Mudblood!" he had embraced her quite warmly and asked, "What's wrong Hermione?"

Very shocked at this remark, it took her a second to regain a little composer and stammer out, "I broke up with Ron…" and then started crying a little harder.

He then just kind of looked at her before he took his turn at stammering something out. "It… it's okay, Hermione…"

She looked up at him, then suddenly felt relived looking in his eyes, and something told her he could be trusted. Having regained some confidence she knew exactly what to say, but not quite how to say it. Barley trusting her voice she said out in little more than a whisper, "But, the thing is…I didn't even like Ron anymore…" She sighed as she continued, "I just…I don't know. Part of me, just…wanted to see you."

He looked at her in shock for a moment, before breaking contact and looking down, his cheeks turning a red to rival Ron. "Uh…well, uh…see, it's the

same thing for me…I….wanted to see…you."

"Really?" She exclaimed, blood and adrenalin pumping through her body, "You don't care that I'm…muggle-born?"

"You…just need to be you. You're smart, beautiful ,and you're very brave…" he said, smiling down at her, and shaking his head slightly.

Hermione let her heart sore as he said this, blushing then suddenly, it sank. "I want to go out with you…but, what would people say? A Gryffindor and a Slytherin? We're…totally opposites…and you HATE Harry…he's one of my best friends…"

Hermione looked into his eyes as he looked into hers, "Who says they have to know?" he said. "At least for now, we don't have to tell them. Hermione…" he said, so soft so sweet.

And suddenly he was coming very close. His eyes were half closed as he came closer. Letting instinct take over she closed her eyes as their lips met. It was a wonderful feeling that seeped through her. She had kissed Krum, but this felt so different. She felt his tongue press against her lips, and opened her mouth slightly, as his tongue entered her mouth. His arm had snaked its way around her waist, and the other on her head. She stroked his hair and pulled him closer as she responded by placing her tongue in his mouth, feeling every inch of his mouth, as if trying to memorize it.

Suddenly, he started to pull away. What? Why's it stopping, no, keep going! Then she saw Draco panting, trying to catch his breath. She then realized she was too. "Oh, air," She muttered.

Draco smiled at her and said, "It's just after breakfast, and we both have classes."

"Oh, right," Hermione blushed at this, surprised she had forgotten all about school like that.

Grabbing her schoolbag off the floor to where it had fallen, he placed it on her shoulder, and straightened her robe for her. Hermione then straighted his robed, and pulled him to too a quick kiss, and she walked out of the portrait hole, and smiled at him on the way out.

Loryta: AWWW! SOOOO sweet! And thankies very much for that review, Amelia! Sadly Leala had been unable to help me with the rest of the chapter, from the point where Hermione's P. O. V. begins, till now, so no awesome conversation here, but expect the next chapter in good time! Salutes