Disclaimer: All of the characters that will be used right now are not mine. They are J.K. Rowling's characters. So, don't even bother suing me.

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Potatoes

"Granger..." he whispered.

She said nothing. All she did was just stare into his icy blue eyes.

"... Gra... Granger..." Draco Malfoy softly whispered into her ear once more.

This time she had the decency to whisper back his name.

"M... Malfoy..."

"Granger..." he whispered, facing her. Placing both his hands on top of the dinning table in their shared common room.

"Yeah..." she whispered as she leaned backward for her chair then reached for the warm herbal tea that she had made, then as she took a sip out from the cup, she placed both her elbow on top of the table.

"Put down the cup..." he commanded, his voice a bit louder and firm.

"Why should I?" she countered, voices much more louder.

"Because..." he said as he quickly thought for an answer in his head that would be reasonable enough to let her put down the cup. "... Just because."

Like that was reasonable, he thought...Idiot!

Hermione Granger just raised a perfectly arched eyebrow and complied. She looked up at Malfoy from across the table, finding him playing with half his food. She looked down on her on food and found it suddenly interesting than anything in the room, she toyed with her mashed potatoes and peas. She looked up for her tea and saw that Malfoy was gone. She rounded her eyes in surprise to fin him suddenly gone and she turned her head from her head.

She suddenly found a pair of potato tasting lips on hers. She was shocked, nonetheless. She didn't know what to do, she had an urge to kiss him back but her diplomatic self took over her. Hermione pulled back then glared at Draco Malfoy.

"What...do you think you are doing Malfoy?" she hissed and gritted her teeth.

"Just wanted to know what your mouth tasted like..." he shrugged his shoulders as he casually said. Before she can say a word, he winked at her then continued. "Want to know what my mine taste like?" with his seductive smirk plastered on his face.

Before she could even glare at him, he quickly found her lips once more. This time, Hermione didn't back down. Draco placed his left hand on her hair while the other on the small of her back. Now, both of them are standing up. Hermione placed one of this hand on his shoulder and the other playing with his platinum blond hair. Draco bit her bottom lip causing her to gasp and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. She didn't pulled back, she toyed with his hair more then expertly slid her tongue in his mouth. Draco moved his hands to her waist, earning him a moan. She can feel Draco smirk between the kiss. Both of them were moaning and turning the kiss into a more softer one. As the kiss turned soft, they softly pulled back apart.

They stared into each other's eyes. Icy blue meets chocolate brown. They stared into each others eyes, not wanting this moment to end. They were panting, of course. After what seems like forever, Hermione broke a smile then said.

"Yours taste like potatoes..." and nothing more were said.

He smirked, then smiled as his eyes softened.

He managed a "I love you..." before kissing her once more.

He didn't wait for her reply because she kissed him back at that moment. One thing was for sure, potatoes are going to be his number one vegetable.

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