A/N: Ok guys, Chapter 14 is up! and I just know this is the chapter you've been waiting for because...yep you guessed it! Hermione and Draco finally tell each other how they feel! ok great so now that I've spoilt the whole chapter, you can read it and then review it! Now doesn't that sound like fun? Enjoy it like you would enjoy ice-cream on a hot day...savour it...
It was a bright and sunny day when Draco woke up. He was lying in a bed near a window with several streaks of warm sunlight splashing across his body. Looking around he saw that he was in the Hospital wing of the school. The Hospital wing attendant Madame Pomfrey walked past Draco's bed pushing a large cart stacked with boxes of tissues and bottles filled with multicoloured liquids.
"Excuse me, Madame Pomfrey, how long have I been here?" Draco asked the school nurse.
"About three days love, how are you feeling?" She replied, shuffling over to his bed as she did so.
"I'm feeling ok, but I've got a really sore head at the moment."
"Yes I'm not surprised; you hit your head quite hard. I remember that Granger girl telling me how Mr Potter sent you flying into a wall with the wave of his wand." Said the nurse as she propped up Draco with a pile of pillows sitting neatly down beside his bed. As he heard Hermione's name he immediately perked up.
"Hermione? Where is she? Is she alright?" He asked in a frantic voice.
"Yes love, she perfectly fine. Stop moving around so much though, you need more rest." Said Madame Pomfrey as she took his hand and squeezed it reassuringly before turning and walking away.
The next day, Hermione was walking back to her common room after having just eaten her dinner in the Great Hall. Ever since the incident with Harry, people had suddenly started talking to her a lot more often than usually, all of them trying to find out what really happened. She had walked into the girls toilets earlier and found two girls talking about how they had seen Hermione kill Harry in the corridor. That of course was absolute rubbish, after Hermione had taken Draco back to their common room, Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall had entered the common room and then all three of them had returned to where Harry was bound on the floor. They took Harry back to Professor Lupin's office and Hermione had told both teachers the details of what had happened while they waited for the escort to come and take Harry away to Azkaban.
When Hermione walked into her common room she saw Draco sitting in his chair by the fire. He stood up as she entered and walked towards her.
"Draco!" She exclaimed with surprise and she walked quickly to where he was. She gave him a hug before continuing. "I thought you were still in the Hospital Wing. How are you?"
Draco sat back down; Hermione did the same in her plush, red chair. "I'm fine now, it was just a bump on the head, how are you though?" He asked her.
"Oh, I've been fine. Did you know that Harry's been taken to Azkaban?"
"No I didn't know that, are you sure you're ok?"
"Yes I'm fine!" Said Hermione. The two teenagers leant back into their chairs and warmed themselves by the fire. After a short time Hermione spoke.
"I got your rose."
Draco thought back to when he had put the rose into her door when she hadn't returned that night. He smiled. "It wouldn't have looked to good would it?" He asked.
"No, all the petals had fallen off but I mean it's the thought that counts right?"
"Yeah, it is." Draco turned to look at the fire, gathering up his courage he finally began to tell Hermione what he'd been wanting to tell her for days.
"Hermione there's something I need to tell you." He started, turning to look at her. The light from the fire was reflecting a warm orange glow onto her face, making her hair look like beautiful coppery curls, spiralling down to frame her face. He sighed and continued.
"Ever since we first kissed I've felt drawn towards you. Whenever we're together I feel more alive than ever, you have this amazing way of turning the saddest and most confusing moments of my life into more bearable ones. What I'm really trying to say here is…is…" At this point of his confession, the words in Draco's mouth seemed to just freeze, like he just couldn't say them, not because he didn't mean them but because he did mean them, with all his heart. Hermione smiled, got up out of her chair and walked over to where Draco was sitting. She then knelt down so her face was level with his; put her finger over his mouth, immediately stopping him from talking. Then she spoke.
"I love you to."
With these words she leant forwards and kissed Draco. The kiss started slowly but as time went on, the kiss deepened and became more fiery and passionate than ever. As Draco wrapped his arms around Hermione's body, she thought to herself how right the kiss felt, it was unlike any other kiss she'd ever had and she never wanted it to end.
After some time Draco pulled away from Hermione, his arms still around her.
He smiled then leant forwards and whispered into her ear.
"I love you." His words sent a tingle up through Hermione's body, from her feet to the top of her head. She then rested her head on Draco's shoulder, in his warm, secure arms and they sat together, enjoying each other until they both fell asleep.
A/N: Awwww, now ain't that just the cutest! Anyway, now you know what to do. Tell me how much you love (or hate) it and I will love you forever!