:DISCLAIMER:

I own nothing about Harry Potter, and most unfortuanatly, I don't own Tom Felton or Draco Malfoy starts drooling :P

:AUTHORS NOTE:

This is my first actual FanFic, so please go easy on me, critisism is welcome, just be nice about it, please:P This story is actually going to take place one year before this, just as they come to terms with each other! Fun! HeHe! So, here goes, and enjoy!

One True Love

Chapter 1- Teasing

Hermione sighed contentedly, while cuddling closer to Draco, the love of her life. She had now been with Draco for the last year, and it had been the best year of her life. They had had their ups and downs, but hell, every couple did.

"Hermione?" Draco whispered her name. He always got her, captured her attention, just by the sound of his silky voice.

"Yes?" She knew what he wanted to do, but she decided to act coy, an act that got Draco everytime, she knew. She felt his lips press against hers, the sweetness of them so familiar to her. Her Dragon. She had nicknamed him that in their first month together as a couple. Seventh year. They were both head boy and girl. She had Professor McGonagall to thank for that. She knew it was a weird nickname, but it suited him so well. Dark. Handsome. So mythological, but in his case, a god. The Slytherins had dubbed him the Slytherin Sex God, sure, but Draco swore she was the only one for him, and that she was his first. Hermione had no reason to doubt him, he was her first too. Draco made her feel so alive, so free when she was around him. She loved him, and in her heart, she believed he was her soul mate.

"What are you thinking about?" Draco murmered in her ear, making Hermione shiver with the pleasant tingling travelling down her spine.

"I was just thinking about when we first met, in first year. We despised each other. It's laughable now, because we are together, and the past is so many years behind us. We were so immature!" Hermione chuckled.

"Yeah, I guess we were," Draco smirked, "well, at least my little Gryffindor princess was, I don't know about myself." Hermione playfully slapped his hand, which had snaked around her waist, pressing Hermione closer to his shirtless, muscular body.

"Excuse me! Draco Malfoy! Who was the top of all the classes, including yours!" Hermione said in mock hurt.

"Yeah, but who were you drooling over," Draco said with a wolfish smile playing across his lips.

"I think that counts as much more than silly 'Outstandings' in every class."

"Mmm... maybe, but who is the better kisser?" Hermione interjected, a smile playing against her lips.

"Oh, I don't know, care to have a competition?" Draco said suggestively, sending another shiver up her spine, only this time from anticipation.

"OK, but we both know who is going to win."

"Oh, I know for a fact, princess, that it is going to be me that goes home with the medal, and not you, as much as you are accustomed to winning everything else." A smirk was playing on his lips. But it was a different smirk that he used to give to her. This one was seducing, suggestive in every manner. Their lips then clashed together fiercely, making Hermione moan, loving the feelings rushing through her body. The kiss was full of passion, driving them on. Draco was the only one who could do this to her. They slowed their kissing down, making them less intense as they brought them down.

"Draco, remind me again how we fell inlove, why did I fall inlove with a prat like yourself," Hermione whispered in Draco's ear.

"The whole story? I suppose, we have time, and as for that last comment, I would have to say you fell for my charm," Draco whispered right back.

:AUTHORS NOTE:

Hope you liked it! Please review!

Imogen