AN: Sorry I took so long! Oh geez im sorry! Here! I know im working fast on the romance but the point is simple, they have like eachother for along time, and now they are rushing their feelings into eachother because their sharing courters! oh wow! hehe. here ya go...

Chapter 8: What is with me?

Draco opened his eyes, as the morning light came rushing in from the window of the bedroom. He was about to sit up when he relized a fluff of soft chestnut curls ruffling his bare chest. He looked down at the porcelein face of Hermione Granger.

"Granger. I think you should leave, now." He stated as he saw her eyes slowly flicker open.

Hermione blinked as she realized she was in Malfoys room. She jumped up in astonishment. "Oh my gods!"

She barely glanced at Draco as she bolted up and out of the Slytherin's bedroom.

Hermione slammed her door shut and locked it as she leaned on it. Her mind was racing.

"What's going on?" she asked herself, walink over to her bed and sitting down on it.

She grabbed her robes and dressed out of her boxer brief shorts and tanktop, tumbling out of the door and down the stairs through the common room and out through the portrait hole.

Draco ran out of the room as he heard scattered steps down the stairs. He barley saw the flash of chestnut curls and black robes as he reached the landing of the steps.

He sighed as he mentally slapped himself.

Draco went into his room.

"I need a shower." he said to himself, and grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom, drawing the shower and dropping his clothes onto the floor next to it, hanging his towel on the hook, and stepping into the steamy shower.

Hermione walked around the lake a while, thinking, before going back up to the common room and deciding she needed a shower or a bath.

She said the pasword and stepped through the portrait hole, climbing the stairs and grabbing her towel, undressed, and puled the towel around her, making sure Draco wasn't anywhere, before heading into the bath room.

Hermione stepped into the shower that now was running opposite from Draco's. She quickly put her towel on the hook of her shower and stepped in.

Draco heard her steps softly come across the bathroom floor. He had leaned his head on his side arm as he placed them against the wall, the water running down his shoulders, down over his back and muscular abdomin, then down his thighs to his feet and then to the stone floor of the shower.

Draco relaxed into the steam of the shower, thoughts flooding his mind.

This is all happeneing so fast he told himself. How could he be falling for her?

Draco turned off his shower, stepping out and grabbing his towel off the hook, wrapping it around his waist. He walked towards the door, but stopped.

Hermione let out a soft sigh, as the warth of her shower relaxed her nerves.

She was falling in love with a Slytherin. That's what she was doing, and she damn well knew it.

As much as she tried to think of something else, he always ended up erupting her thoughts with his voice or his face...oh his beautiful face, those eyes..oh how they made her melt.

"No." she hissed softly into the water of the shower. "You do not like him, you just don't!"

A soft padding of footsteps across stone stopped her from breathing. She had barely a moment of thought before the door to her shower opened.

Draco stood there, towel wrapped around his waist, and a sort of exasperated look.

Hermione stood there in the steamed shower, completly naked, with a platinum blonde, silvery blue eyed Slytherin standing directly in front of her.

"Malfoy!" she exclaimed after finally finding the words.

Draco didn't know why he was doing this RIGHT NOW, but he had to tell her that he loved her. Now, before he decided to lay it off for another three years. He stepped into the shower and closed the door behind him, making Hermione ubruptly step back into the wall, stunned for dear god she didn't know.

Draco gazed into her eyes and placed his hand on her cheek. "Hermione."

She looked at him uneasily, wondering if he was going to try and hex her or blame her for making him play that game last night, or almost sleeping with him.

"Malfoy."

His gaze fell to his feet. He knew she probably didnt like him back. And saying his last name, as the trio always had, didn't help.

"Hermione..." he breathed.

Hermione's heart skipped a beat every time he spoke her name. She loved him, she always had, even through the mean word he said to her, she loved him.

"Draco..."

He looked up at her. She said his name. His heart raced with hope. Then he realized something...she was naked. He flushed furiously and turned around.

Hermione was comfortable, for some reason, with him seeing her...naked. She didn't know why, but she trusted him.

"Look at me." she said softly, as she stepped from the wall a bit.

Draco slowly, and hessitantly turned around.

Hermione touched his chest with the tips of her fingers, making him shudder.

Hermione drew her hand back, but he gently pulled it back to his chest. Looking into her eyes, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. He placed a hand in her wet chestnut brown hair, breathing in her scent.

The water soaking into the air, drew Draco's towel heavier. The towel started moving a bit to his lower waistline. He noticed and went to adjust it but stopped, as Hermione brushed herself against him.

Sho couldn't take it any longer, she leaned up against him and kissed him full on. Her lips to his. Her body against his body.

Instinctivly, Draco wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her in his embrace. He returned the kiss intensly. Hermione arched her back, to make herself taller.

The sudden movment of Hermione made the towel around Draco's waist fall to the stone floor.

Hermione gasped at the sudden touch of him against her. She placed her hands on his sides, moveing them up and down his waist.

Draco captured what she was doing and moved away.

He opened the shower door and ran out into hall and into his room, shutting the door and grabbing his boxers, slacks, and a black tee shirt, and putting them on.

Hermione listened to Draco run out and shut his bedroom door. Then she ran to her bedroom and put on her clothes.

What was she thinking? She couldn't possbily think he loved her. or even liked her that way. Problaby just another peice of ass to him.

"Ugh, Hermione your so stupid!"

and with that said to hersel,f she ran out of the room, out the common room, and into the corridor. She walked to the Lake and sat down on the bank.

"Blimey, what is with me?"

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AN: there hope you SORTA liked it! its rushed sorry.!