A/N: Ok it is FINALLY here, I am so sorry that I didn't write and post it earlier but I haven't been having the best time right now and I didn't feel any need to write until I realised how cruel I was being to you all! anyway...on with the story!
Hermione lay half submerged in her bathtub, thinking about the kiss Draco and her had shared only hours before. She still could not believe what she had done, he was supposed to be her mortal enemy for god's sake and she just kissed him!
What would Harry and Ron say if they found out!
But then again, he is really good looking and he seems to have changed…NO, don't think that! You can't let this get any more out of control.
So Hermione finished up her bath, got dressed and headed for her bedroom door, with the intent of telling Draco that nothing more could happen…
Draco fell back onto his bed in a dreamy, light-headed state and laid there for awhile before his rational mind hit him hard in the face.
This is Hermione we're talking about, Harry Potter, my worst enemy's best friend.
What would my father say?
What would the whole school say?
Draco realised that there were just too many bad things that could happen and that the only thing he could really do was to tell Hermione that the kiss was a mistake and that nothing more could happen.
So after thinking for awhile, Draco rolled off his bed and headed towards his bed and making his way over to his bedroom door, then heading down the hall towards Hermione's bedroom…
Both students were walking towards the other ones bedroom, not taking any notice of what was ahead of them because they were both strangely looking down at their shoes and were deep in thought they both collided with the other person and fell backwards onto the ground behind them.
Hermione looked up to see Draco half sitting up on the floor in front of her.
"Draco are you ok?" she asked.
"Yeah Hermione, I'm fine. But we need to talk," replied Draco, standing up and leading Hermione into their common room where he then sat down on one of the three large arm chairs by the fire.
Just as Draco was about to tell Hermione his opinions on their situation, she burst out into speech.
"Draco, we can't do this, it's wrong and that kiss was a mistake." Hermione finished by taking in a large breath of air, as if she was about to submerge under water.
Both Draco and Hermione remained quiet until Draco finally spoke.
"That's kind of funny really, I was just coming to tell you the same thing," he said, with a small smile on his face.
"But no one can know ok, we should just act like nothing happened."
Hermione exhaled loudly, relieved that he wasn't angry at her or upset in some way.
"I agree, no one can ever know, ever." She said, getting up and making her way to her bedroom.
Draco sat by the fire for a few more minutes before heading back to his bedroom as well.
Neither of them slept that night because both of them were doubting the decision that was made earlier.
A/N: Ok I hope you liked it, it took me long enough. If you want more story, even if it does take forever to be posted, review my story so I have a good reason to write...