A/N: Okay. So several people reviewed and said that I should keep up the story. So I will :) But since no one normally reviews on their own… I'm not going to update each chapter until I have at least 3 reviews from the last chapter. If it's an inconvenience, I'm really sorry but YOU people like reading the stories and I like reading the reviews, and this way we can all be one big happy family! Anyway, I would just realllllllly appreciate it if you would review and give me feedback on the current chapters. Thanks! On with the story…

Chapter 12 – The Kiss

At the very same time that Hermione lay awake pondering her troubles, Draco was in almost the same state. He too was laying awake, thinking, ironically, about Hermione. She had a strange effect on him. First of all, he couldn't deny that he looked at her. Her chocolate brown eyes, rimmed in dark lashes, her curly brown hair, her fair skin, and to top it off, her amazing body drove him crazy. Until this point Draco had thought of it as nothing more than an attraction, but when he had seen her crying over something he had said it turned him into a nervous wreck. Why did she do that to him? Someone he was so used to hating… so comfortable with despising. Yes, he was attracted to each and every one of his flings… but some how this was different. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that he and Hermione had quite a history… not any kind of romantic history, oh god no, a very, very bad history. Which made it all the more interesting.

This was so wrong in so many ways. Draco Malfoy was NOT desperate. Draco Malfoy could have any girl he wanted at the snap of his fingers. Well at least any girl… except Granger. It really didn't matter… he didn't want her anyway.

But dammit, why couldn't he have her? The entire female population at Hogwarts practically threw themselves at him. Then there was this one girl, who rejected him in every sense. He had never been rejected before. And, call it his ego, he would not accept rejection. His clean record would not be dirtied for a mudblood, she should be BEGGING for him to be with her. She was a nail that stood up. And the nail that stands up… gets hammered down.

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It was hot. So hot that sweat poured down Hermione's hot neck and created the illusion that if the heat continued so steadily, she soon would melt into a pool on the cheesy tile floor. She closed her eyes, picturing where she would be if she weren't in summer school. She knew that if she were with her parents right now, they would all probably be on some kick ass vacation, with a nice hotel and a pool. But no. She was in a class room. And this classroom was hotter than an oven. Soon the class ended, and she practically sprinted up to her dorm, where she took a long, COLD, shower. It was the best moment of her day. Summer school was not all it was cracked up to be. But soon, the summer would be over, and she would be heading back to her home, then to Hogwarts. And now that she thought about it… did she really want to leave? She would miss Jessica, Pammy, Ben, and even Chance terribly. Even though she had lived before Merlin's, she knew life wouldn't be half as fun without Jessica's good spirit. No matter what, it was time for Detention.

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Draco rushed down the hallway towards the mail room. He was already late. Finally as he entered the room, Hermione was waiting, glairing at him mercilessly. "You're late. Again."

"Unlike YOU Granger I actually have a life."

"Yeah, if you consider life fucking countless people without any emotion or care in it… then your right. I have no life."

"You're right granger… that's not life. Its heaven." He replied with a smirk.

"You are such a pervert." She said, leaning over to pick up a fallen letter from the floor.

"You know Granger, when you lean over like that I have just the right view down your shirt."

Her head shot up in surprise.

"Not any more." He said, disappointedly. "But if you move just a LITTLE to the right…"

"GOD!" She said, grabbing the letter then sitting back up. She got up and headed in the direction of the door but as she walked past, Draco sneaked a hand out and grabbed her butt.

Her eyes widened and her hand shot to her wand, withdrawing it and pointing it directly at Draco. "That's IT! I don't know what kind of sick mind game you're trying to play with me, but I'm not going to stand it anymore! Hands up!"

He didn't move at all.

"Hands up Malfoy, or I swear I will wipe that annoying little smirk off your face once and for all!"

"I know you won't curse me, Granger. You don't have the guts."

"Maybe your right, but in about two seconds your going to find out unless you get your hands into the freaking air!"

"Make me." He said, taking a step foreword.

"I will…" She threatened.

"Do it. I dare you." He took several more steps foreword. The neck was now grazing his beautiful neck.

She didn't know what to do. She hadn't expected him to be so bold… especially with a wand pointed at him. "M-Malfoy… Back away…" She said weakly, her eyes jutting up and down from his eyes to his lips.

He was now so close that the wand was jabbing him in the neck.

"Do it." He repeated in a husky whisper, then, before she knew it, he had crushed his lips against her own. At the immediate contact her body tensed, surprised, and then, slowly, her eyelids sunk shut and her wand hand slipped away from his neck and fell, dropping the wand with a clunk to the floor.

It became more passionate, causing them to stumble back towards the long table in the middle of the room, and never breaking the kiss, swipe the letters off it. Hermione laid down on the hard table, and Draco lay on top of her, this time sucking and biting on her neck, creating small red marks, and causing her to moan and whimper as she ran her fingers threw his soft hair. She pulled off his shirt, revealing his glistening chest and laid soft kisses down and up it, making sure to kiss each nipple and his chest and shoulders. Their breathing was heavy and loud. Again their lips met and their tongues intertwined, battling for dominance for quite a while before finally they paused for breath, panting.

"What was that for?" Asked Hermione, allowing herself to get lost in his eyes.

"Well, since apparently you haven't had one before, that was called a KISS." He said slowly, with a smirk on his face.

"Oh shut up!" She said, batting his bare shoulder playfully.

"Make me."

She leaned up and kissed him again, this time not so passionately. This was a pure kiss. And it lasted for quite a while. Hermione sighed, bringing her arms up around his neck and pulling herself to him. Finally, she broke it, pausing for a bit to catch her breath.

"I should go." She panted. "It's late."

He frowned. "Are you sure? You could spend the night with me…"

She shook her head. "Not tonight." And gave him a quick peck, then stood, looking back at him and giving him a coy wink, then vanishing out the door.

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Hermione tiptoed down the corridors to her door and quietly slid in. She flicked on the light and was about to get a snack when…

"Where were you?"

She jumped, and whipped around. "Oh! Jessica." She sighed, grabbing her heart. "You scared me half to death!"

Jessica was sitting on the couch staring up at her, weary eyed. She had been waiting up.

"Where were you?" She asked again.

A/N: Yay… lol. I'm excited that I finally wrote this chapter up. It took me forever to think of how to do it… and although I could have done it better, I'm pretty happy with it for now. Anyway, they finally hooked up but will it last? Keep reading! 3 reviews at least before the next chappie goes up.