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Chapter 1 Diagon Alley

Hermione awoke the next morning to find an arm draped around her. She opened her eyes and saw that it was Draco's. looking up and down the bed she noticed that their legs were entwined. 'How did we end up like this?' she wondered. Draco was breathing down her neck and she didn't really mind at all, totally forgetting she wanted to get out of his arms as soon as possible. Hermione lay there enjoying it for a while closing her eyes and falling asleep shortly before Draco woke up. He realised in what kind of a position they were in and tried to get out of it, trying not to wake her. Hermione opened her eyes and looked at him, blushing slightly.

"morning." She said straightening up and hopping out of bed to go into the bathroom. Halfway to the door she stopped

"Um...Draco? Do you have an extra toothbrush and towel?" she asked him

"Yeah, just look into the bag that's next to the sink. Take whatever you need." He returned with a certain edge in his voice. 'That's weird.' Hermione thought 'Is he mad at me for something?' she shrugged and went into the bathroom. After a quick shower and brushing her teeth she charmed on her clothes from the day before because she didn't bring anything else with her and walked into the main room again.

"You can go in there now." She said to Draco. When he left to go take a shower Hermione noticed a television set in the corner of the room. 'I didn't know wizards had TV's' she said to herself as she turned it on. She zapped through the channels and found that it was exactly like at her house, soon finding a program she liked, The Nanny. (A/N: I love this show!) Draco took a particularly long time in the bathroom and Hermione considered going to breakfast herself as her stomach gave a loud growl. She decided against it, after all, he let her stay for the night, she would at least have to wait for him. Not five minutes later he finally came out. Hermione had to admit that he looked good in those black faded baggy jeans and black button up shirt he wore.

"Do you want to go eat breakfast now?" he asked her

"Sure, but in Diagon Alley, the food here isn't that good." She said making a face. He gave a small laugh,

"Yeah, this place doesn't exactly have four stars, does it? Let's go." He said putting a hand on her back like he had done the night before to escort her out.

Pretty soon they were sitting in a small café drinking coffee and eating pancakes, talking about school and what their duties would be as Head Boy and Girl.

"And the best thing is that we finally get our own dormitories... are you okay, Hermione?" he asked for she was staring out the window, eyes open in shock nearly choking on her coffee.

"Damn! It's Harry and Ron! They can't see us together, they'll think you're trying to hurt me, or something." And as he still looked like he had no clue where she was going she added "And if they think that they're going to try and kill you! I'd better go say hello to them." Hermione got up threw some money on the table and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving. "Thanks for everything. See you soon."

Outside she waved to Harry and Ron as she called out their names. When they heard her they turned and came towards her. She greeted them both with a hug. "It's so good to see you both! Guess what, I'm Head Girl!" she grinned from ear to ear.

"That's great Hermione!" Harry exclaimed.

"What are you doing here all alone? Where are your parents?" Ron asked, craning his neck, in search for Mr. And Mrs. Granger.

"Oh, my mum is too pregnant to come, they're going to Wales to see my aunt soon. My mother wants her baby to be born there." Hermione explained. Ron and Harry already knew about her mothers pregnancy. "And I have to attend a staff meeting since I'm Head Girl. Anyway, I have some shopping to do, care to join me?" she asked. They nodded

"Sure, we still have to buy our books. We've got everything else." Harry said. And together they walked towards Flourish and Blotts to buy their books.

They had a fun day, they ate ice cream at that café where Hermione and Draco had eaten breakfast and they visited Fred and George in their shop, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. But as the sun started to set Harry and Ron had to go back to the burrow, they said that they'd like to stay but they promised Molly Weasley that they'd be home for dinner. They offered Hermione to come with them but she declined. She said she had to go home soon anyways. Hermione accompanied them back into the Leaky Cauldron where they flooed back to the burrow after a round of good- bye hugs.

Draco came into the Leaky Cauldron two hours later when Hermione walked towards the bar. "Had fun with Scarhead and the weasel, Granger?" he asked her with a smirk on his face. Hermione whipped around, furious that he had called her by her last name again.

"So it's back to Granger, is it?" she shot back at him and Draco looked a bit taken aback.

"I've always called you Granger." He replied.

Hermione shook her head "You called me Hermione last night." She quipped. Draco's smirk was wiped off his face.

"I thought you were sleeping." He said "That means you also..." he broke off.

"Yes, I was also awake when you kissed me, Draco." She said as he didn't finish his sentence.

"You hate me, why didn't you stop me?" he wanted to know.

"I don't hate you, I would have never slept in your bed otherwise." Hermione replied, smiling slightly.

"Why didn't you stop me?" Draco repeated.

"Because I didn't want to. "she replied honestly. That appeared to be the answer he wanted to hear. He walked over to Hermione, put his arms around her and kissed her again. Hermione was startled at first but recovered quickly. She put her arms around his neck and kissed back with a passion she had never felt before. Things were getting more intense as someone yelled behind them.

"Hermione!" They broke apart and whipped around to see that Harry and Ron were standing there.

"What the HELL are you doing Hermione?" Harry yelled at her, trying very hard not to lunge at the two of them. Ron shook his head in disbelieving. "Snogging Malfoy! How could you sink this low? C'mon Harry, get those books you forgot and let's go." They both shook their heads at Draco and Hermione in disgust, then hurrying towards the fireplace.

"Harry! Ron! Wait, I can explain!" Hermione said, desperately running after them. As she reached them she put a hand on Harry's arm but he shook it off.

"There's nothing to explain! You were snogging Malfoy! If we came a little later you would have been tearing off his clothes! Let's go, Ron." They stepped into the fire and shouted "The Burrow!" a green flame filled the fireplace as they vanished.

Draco came towards Hermione, who was on the verge of crying and tried to put an arm around her but she shook it off and ran into Draco's room slamming the door, hard. Draco decide not to follow her. It might be dangerous to be around her while she was this angry, or frustrated. Hermione wasn't the smartest witch in their year for nothing. Instead, he went to the bar and ordered a firewhiskey and something for himself to eat. Thinking about Hermione all the while.

Meanwhile, Hermione sat on the bed crying. She was glad that Draco didn't follow her, she didn't want him to see her cry. But she also felt bad for shrugging him away when he tried to comfort her.

Half an hour later Draco entered the room carrying a sandwich and a coke. "You gotta eat something." He told her, handing her both things.

"Thanks. Can I stay here for another night? I forgot to get myself a room." She asked him as she took the food he offered her.

"Sure. I've got no problem with that." Draco smiled at her and sat down next to her on the bed, turning on the television and putting an arm around her. This time she didn't shrug it off and Draco smiled at that. In fact, she even moved closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder.

"It doesn't matter what they think, Hermione." He said, planting a soft kiss on the top of her head. "What matters is what we think." Hermione looked up at him.

"Does this mean we're going out?" she asked him, smiling at the idea. 'Please say we are.' Her mind begged.

"I guess that's what this means." He answered, kissing her softly. "People are going to stop talking to us. I mean, nobody in Slytherin is going to be very joyful over this. And I can't imagine the Gryffindors being very supportive, either." Hermione frowned at this.

"You're right, they won't." she agreed with a frown on her face, then suddenly brightened. "But we don't have to tell anyone. We can see each other as often as we want. We're Head Boy and Girl after all so we share our dormitory. We can just act as if we hate each other in classes and whenever somebody is near us." Draco didn't really like that idea but if they wanted to be together, this would be the only way.

"But Scarhead and the weasel saw us, they won't just keep quiet about it." Draco said, his hopes almost shattered. Everybody would know after all.

"I'll just apparate to the burrow tomorrow and tell them that you took advantage of me because I got too drunk after learning that I was adopted. I'll just tell them that my parents told me today, so they'll probably believe me. And I'll tell them that I'll never do it again, blah blah blah." Hermione reasoned. Apparently she thought this through pretty well. Draco smiled down at her. 'She'll even lie to her friends for me. I wish we didn't have to hide.' He thought.

"You sure about this?" he asked, giving her one last chance to change her mind.

"I'm absolutely, positively, 100 sure, Draco." Hermione replied rolling her eyes at him. To prove her point she pulled him down on top of her and started kissing him passionately. And he didn't mind at all.