A/N: Hmmm. I've stirred up Hermiones feelings to make her longing… more longingful. Have you ever had a crush where you didn't want them with anyone else? Pssh, I have!

Recap:

"I... I'm saying that you shouldn't be mad at a mistake you made yourself. You think you're perfect, but you're not," and, with that, he stomped out of the room.

"But you're perfect to me…" I whispered to myself.

Chapter Eleven: Stop Resisting My Sexy Features

Dracos POV:

I stomped out of her room, but froze when I heard five words slip out of her mouth that were barely at a whispering volume.

"But you're perfect to me."

My blood seemed to freeze and my whole body ran cold. How could I make a girl like that cry? How could I make the one person who was so weirdly attracted to more than my body feel so bad? I don't know why I liked her. Sure, we had fun here and there, but wasn't that all it was? What did she ever do to me to deserve such emotional torture? Why did I feel like I was being stabbed every time a tear ran down her glowing cheeks? So many questions were being shouted in my head all at once.

I didn't know why I had sex with Samantha. I didn't really go for blond girls, even though I am a blond.

I walked back into Hermiones room and sighed.

She looked up at me with puffy eyes.

"Don't cry," I said sternly.

"Leave," she demanded.

"No. You have to stop crying," I replied. I didn't know how to handle girls crying. Sure, girls would cry when I kicked them out in the morning, but most of them were pitiful whores. This girl… She was different.

Hermione didn't answer me, but continued crying. What was I suppose to do?

I sat down beside her with my legs stretched out in front of me, receiving random hittings from her as I did so.

"Get away from me!" she screamed. She was really breaking down. She almost sounded insane.

I forcefully grabbed her, dragged her into my lap and held her as close to me as possible as she struggled furiously.

"Let me go!" she yelled loudly as I kept my grip on her. I didn't reply. I held her for about two minutes until she finally stopped yelling and flailing around. I now heard quiet sobs instead of hard crying.

"Shhhh," I whispered into her hair. A girl like her shouldn't cry, not over a guy like me.

Rewind. What was I saying? I was worth crying over! Wasn't I?

I rubbed her arms and felt her snuggle into my warm chest. My head rested beside her neck as I enjoyed the feeling of her soft hair against my cheek.

We stayed like this for a while until I heard her speak.

"Why?…"

"Why what?" I whispered into her ear softly.

"Why everything?"

This question was one of those questions that could only be answered if my heart was ripped out of me, transformed into a human, and had the ability to speak for itself. Unfortunately, it was busy pumping blood at the moment.

"Because I care."

That was really all I could manage without pouring my heart out on the spot.

I could've stayed like this forever.

Close your eyes, make a wish
That this could last forever
If only you could stay with me now
So tell me what it is
That keeps us from each other now
Yeah it's coming to get me
You're under my skin

I kissed her cheek and then slowly brushed my lips against hers in a comforting way.

No I can't let you go
You're a part of me now
Caught by the taste of your kiss
And I don't wanna know
The reason why I
Can't stay forever like this
Now I'm climbing the walls cause I miss - you

I felt her last tear slip down her cheeks and onto my lips. I don't know why, but it was so mesmerizing. I felt like I could taste the pain I made her endure. My stomach curled.

Take my hand, take my life
Just don't take forever
And let me feel your pain kept inside
There's gotta be a way
For you and I together now
Yeah it's coming to get me
You're under my skin

There had to be a way to freeze that moment for all eternity. I didn't know this girl like I should have to be holding her like this. I didn't treat her like the goddess she should be treated like. I didn't deserve to hold her, but I was.

It's an illusion
How can I feel this way?
If I can't have you
It's an illusion
Nothing is real this way
If I can't have you

I heard her whisper something under her breath, but I didn't quite catch it.

"What was that?" I breathed into her ear.

She sighed and took a deep breath before speaking again.

"I've fallen in love with you."

I can't let you go, no
And I don't wanna know
The reason why I
Can't stay forever like this
Now I'm climbing the walls cause I miss

You

I didn't know what happened to me at that very moment. I felt like I was flying and my insides felt so light, almost like being on an extremely high rollercoaster.

A/N: I know he doesn't know what a rollercoaster is, and, by the way, that song is Climbing The Walls by The Backstreet Boys.)

I moved my head so that my cheek gently rubbed against hers. I soon felt another tear escape her eye and cascade down her cheek to where it met mine.

Did I love this girl? Did I care?

My mind says 'Who cares?' My heart says 'I do.'

"I think I've fallen in love with you too," I whispered as I kissed away the tear.

She started to cry again and I felt my arms being infested with goose bumps.

"I can't love you, Draco." She stated a bit too calmly as she shook her head.

My jaw dropped. "And why not?" I said a bit angrily.

"Because we're opposites! We're enemies!" She was obviously sorting things out out loud.

"So why did you become so close to me? Why did you treat me like more?" I asked in frustration.

"How was I suppose to know I was going to fall in love with you?"

"You didn't; That's why you should've been more careful."

A flash back swept over me as I saw the past memory of a visit to the library.

I always thought it was a dream.

I came back to reality and jumped up, leaving Hermione to fall to the ground.

"You're the girl!"

Hermione seemed to have awoken from the same flashback stage that I was in, and she, too, jumped to her feet.

"You're the boy!"

I stared at her tear stained cheeks. Her face no longer had that angelic glow to it, but a sad atmosphere now hung around her.

"We never did meet again… I mean… To read…" I stated sadly. She was the girl who haunted my dreams for some time. The girl I told my father about, but got beaten for even mentioning such a thing. The girl who made me think there were people just like me out there; The girl.

"This is so… awkward. I mean, after everything, and this. What is happening, Draco? Time hasn't told much…" she asked quietly.

"I don't know, 'Mione. What do you want me to do? Announce to the school that suddenly The Slytherin King and The Gryffindor Queen have fallen for each other?"

I knew she was thinking about that already. Why did I always have to call the shots?

"No… of course not. We could keep it a secret, couldn't we?"

"I guess, but what if people get suspicious?" I questioned with concern.

"So what? Let them be suspicious. It's worth it…"

I was worth it? This girl could suck all the life out of me right now and I could die happy.

I walked over to her and pulled her into a passionate kiss as I tangled my hands in her hair. Her warm lips were soft and sweet. We couldn't do this now though, so I stepped back before she could respond. I just needed the smallest taste of her.

She licked her lips and looked into my eyes with a shimmer in her eyes.

"I guess we're not doing the potion today," she laughed. I laughed too. It seemed so unimportant at the moment.

…

We ended up going downstairs to the common room where we watched a movie called The Lord Of The Rings. It was quite confusing, but Hermione seemed to like it a lot.

I held her close to me with one of my arms around her. I really didn't want to let her go.

"Legolas is hot…" she blurted out. I looked at the blond elf. I looked better than that!

"I think the lady elf is hot…" I said playfully.

"Draco!" she hit me lightly.

"Hermione!" I imitated in a girly voice as I hit her back.

"Is she prettier then me?" she asked slyly as her finger traced circles on my chest. I sucked in some air quickly at the teasing touch.

"Hmmm only if Legolas is sexier than me," I replied as I entwined my fingers with hers.

"What if I said he was…" she said with a smile playing on her lips.

Well he wasn't! But… "Then I would have to leave you so you could live happily ever after with Mr. Ballerina over there." I answered, pointing at the screen.

"Hmm I wouldn't mind seeing him in tight pants, or without any at all…" she said to the screen as she licked her lips. If she wanted to play like that, so could I!

"The things I would do to her…" I said, referring to the lady elf. I could actually picture all the things I could do…

My thoughts were interrupted, though, as my eye caught Hermiones hand running up her own leg. I knew she was just teasing me, but that was more than I could handle!

She knew I was staring at it as she ran it along her lower stomach and upward. I was going hard just watching her.

"Hermione! Stop it!" I pleaded.

"Stop what, Draco?" she purred into my ear as she let her hand slide off of her and onto my lower stomach.

"Stop… resisting my sexy features…" I replied as I started to kiss her slowly, stopping her teasing touch…

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We fell asleep on the couch that night. I woke up with my arms wrapped around a warm and cozy body. I was so comfortable that I just let my eyes stay closed, wanting the sensation to last. We fit so perfect together, it was like a finished puzzle.

Unfortunately, when one puzzle is finished, another one starts.

The door opened and in walked Blaise.

"What the fucking hell!" he screamed. Shit, we were suppose to meet here to go to quidditch.

"No, Blaise! It's not what it looks like…"

Suddenly, Hermione started to stir…

A/N: not very long! But I didn't' want to keep you guys waiting! I love your reviews! They're really motivating! I'd love more!

Pssst. Have you noticed that it's never "how it looks like" lol. It always is…

By the way, they didn't have sex. They just made out, hah!