A/N: Thought I'd get this out of the way here so you don't have me waffling on at the end. Just want to thank all my beat readers takes in deep breath: Jennie, Naomi, Poonum, Abera, Yasmin, and all the others who may have helped. I also want to thank you guys for reading and reviewing. I'd like to thank my mum and my dad and all the little people who helped me here wipes away imaginary tear.So until next time, Auf Wiedersehen.

Draco tore down the corridor, his feet leading him to an unknown destination. The setting sun cast a ruby glaze over the castle and as he scampered down the hall way the red on his face was broken up by passing shadows from the window bars. As he turned into the passage shadow enclosed him but his face remained red.

His eyes swollen and blood shot and he checks stained with tears he used the sleeve of his robe to push away the tears. As his vision blurred over he heard distant footsteps faintly, but they were coming closer.

He gained speed as he tried to run straight around the self that was swiftly closing the gap.

He was caught of guard and unprepared when he found himself winded and laying spread eagled on the floor. His eyes remained closed in hope that when he opening them he would be sitting in the middle of a deserted hall. But he hadn't heard someone moving away.

"I'm- I'm so sorry." Said a female voice which probed him to open his eyes – but only a crack.

Through the blurred shapes and colours he could make out a face and hair. Lots and lots of wild brown hair. He shut his eyes tight and opened them again but there still remained Hermione. Sighing he slowly got up and helped Hermione pick up the mammoth load of books she had been carrying.

"Thanks." She murmured and continued babbling incoherently about 'not being able to see where I was going'.

As Draco picked up the last book labelled Hogwarts: A history and added to the pile by Hermione's feet he looked up.
Their eyes meet and Hermione could see he had been crying. Although his eyes had deflated his face still had the tell-tell salty polish on it. Draco tried to look away. Lord knows it was painful to hold her gaze but as hard as much as he willed he couldn't escape her brilliant brown orbs.

Hermione-never moving her eyes from his- delved her hand into her pocket and pulled out a plain white handkerchief with modest lace edging. In Mrs Weasley fashion she swabbed his face (barely fighting the urge to lick the hankie beforehand). His chin rested on her palm which drew his face closer to hers. Draco tried to move his face out of the way but it was no use. She had his head positioned in a vice grip.

Just as he about to lunge head first into a concocted tell of being happy for the Gryffindor couple Hermione pulled his head in even further until it was an inch from her own.

"I'm so sorry" And with out explanation she brought her lips crashing down onto his.
A million volts pulsed thought Draco's body as their lips caught together. As their lips brushed simultaneously Draco felt his head fill with Helium and become very light.

As the kiss grew Draco was taken off guard by the gymnastics Hermione was performing in his mouth.

"Hermione. We can't." He breathed against her soft cheeks as they pulled apart. But he was answered with another gentle kiss grazing his lips.

The End?