So it seems like in my chapters, I have been mostly repeating myself, so

I am going to try a different method. I will still keep it mostly the same. There will still be the different point of views and the song at the end, but it will be a little different. See if you can figure out the change. : )

-Amanda

Hermione's POV

I was so excited for this detention that I'm not sure that it was that healthy. I was obsessing about what I was going to wear (school robes as usual) and what I was going to do with my hair (the usual ball of puffiness). So much for looking cute and sexy. Instead I will look exactly the way I do every single day. Why do I even care! He probably doesn't even have any interest!

When I got to the library to start working, Draco was already there, talking to Madam Pince. He looked over at me and gave me a cute half smile then turned and kept talking to Madam Pince. I slowly walked around looking at all the books, and every so often stealing a glance from Draco. I became absorbed reading a book that I had found when all of a sudden, Madam Pince's voice came from right behind me.

"It is time to get to work, Miss Granger." I turned to see that Madam Pince, Draco, and Harry were all standing behind me, looking at me expectantly.

"Now that everyone is here," Madam Pince said, "We shall begin our work. Hermione and Draco, there is a spare room down the hall that I would like you to clean out. There are many creatures that lurk in there that should not be. Harry I will have you help me in here, sorting through some books we might be able to put in storage."

I thought that Harry had the better job, but I was glad that I got to work alone with Draco. I saw the look on Harry's face and knew that he was very displeased with the arrangement. Madam Pince gave us the directions to the room we were cleaning out, and then we were off.

The room was fairly far away, so it took us about 20 minutes to get there. The whole walk was filled with the echoes of our feet, walking at a steady pace. When I thought he wasn't looking, I would look over at him to see what his expression was. Once I did have the courage to look, he would be looking at me.

Once we got in the room, we stood in awe as the bookshelves towered over us.

We looked over at each other to see what the other was thinking. I'm not sure what my expression was, but he was blushing deeply and seemed to find a great interest in glancing down at his feet.

We set to work on opposite sides of the room, working our way towards each other. Once we were in the same row, it seemed as though the walkway between the bookshelves was smaller, because we had to pretty much climb over each other to get to the books.

At one point, I fell forward onto to him, making us both fall the ground. We landed so that I was on top of him. At first, we were both fairly stunned, and then I came to my senses.

"I am so sorry," I stuttered,"I am very clumsy." I tried to get off of him; he seemed to have his arms wrapped tightly around my lower back.

"Will you please let me go so I can get back to work?" At that very moment, he pulled me closer, gently touching his lips to mine. I pulled away for a split second, then leaned in, again, and started kissing him until it seemed like I might die from lack of breath. Surprisingly, he was the first to pull away.

"I can't do this," he muttered, "What was I thinking kissing her?" At this point, he was standing up and pacing.

"She's a Gryffindor….what would father say….how would it work…"

When he said this last remark, I was on the verge of tears. Unfortunately, I am not that great at keeping them in. I let out a quiet sob, hoping that it would not be heard by Draco. Sadly, he heard and turned towards me with a look of sympathy.

"I didn't mean to make you cry, I was just trying to figure anything out. I mean well…to me….that kiss meant a lot…." He looked down at me, still sitting on the floor, to see if I thought he was crazy.

"It meant a lot to me, too. I have wanted to kiss you for a long long time now." He immediately moved towards me and lifted me up, effortlessly, off the floor and began kissing me, again. This time neither of us stopped, until we heard a noise from around the corner. We both pulled away, to find Harry standing there staring at us with an extremely white face.

"I..I..I..I c-came in here t-to see if…." , he seemed to not be able to get his words out, "I-wha-". He then turned around and walked away, at a confused pace, stopping every so often to look back with a confused face and then he would keep walking.

"I don't know what to do, Draco. Should I follow him? Should I let him go?"

"Go, Herm. He's your friend."

I immediately ran of in the direction of Harry to try and catch up with him.

Draco's POV

As I got back to my dorm room, I thought about my eventful evening. First, my discussion with Madam Pince and then my encounter with Hermione. Just thinking of her name gave me chills down my spine.

I walked into my dorm room to find Crabbe and Goyle sitting on their beds talking.

"What are you two still doing up?"

"We were waiting for you to get back," said Crabbe," so how horrible was it?"

"It wasn't actually half bad." With that I went to bed, excited for what the next day might bring. Just as I was drifting off, there was a sudden but quiet tap on my door...

Fly open up the part of you

That wants to hide away

You can shine

Forget about the reasons

Why you can in life

And start to try

Cause it's your time

Time to fly