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One Fine Day

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A/N: The prompt for this one was 'Mistletoe'.


When Pansy found them at it for the first time, they were down what they thought was a deserted corridor. But Pansy had been using this as a shortcut to the better of the girls' bathrooms since her second year. She almost laughed when she found them, but she held herself together.

"Draco!" She exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

They sprang apart guiltily. Hermione was trying the unsurmountable task of flattening her hair, while Draco was staring at Pansy gob smacked, his lips were swollen and he would have looked quite adorable to her, if this situation wasn't so darn funny. They had been 'attempting' to hide this relationship for the last few months, but everyone knew.

"Mouth to mouth," Hermione blurted out.

"What?" Draco and Pansy said turning back to her.

"Mouth to mouth, you see," Hermione said relatively calmly, "I was walking down the corridor towards the bathroom and Draco was coming the other way, which is dead lucky, because for some reason I wasn't breathing properly or something," she took a deep breath, "And what you saw was Draco helping me get some air into my lungs, otherwise I would have clean passed out, and who knows when I would have been found," she finished smiling gratefully at Draco.

"Not a problem," he answered, "Happy to be of service," smirking at her.

"Well thanks," she beamed at him, "I have to go meet Harry and Ron, see you later, Draco, Pansy," she finished before turning and striding down the hallway.

Draco turned back to her, and she just raised one of her eyebrows at him, "What?" He asked, "Like she said, I was just helping another student out that's all! I couldn't leave her to die now could I?" as they started walking in the other direction.

"But do you even know what 'mouth to mouth' is?" Pansy asked incredulously.

Draco scoffed at her, "Of course I do. I am Head boy Pans'. I have to know these things," he finished.

"Uh, uh," Pansy muttered.


The day that Ron happened upon them was after Double Potions. He had left his book on his desk, and as they had a big assignment he really needed it, so he headed back into the dungeons to retrieve it.

And there they were. Standing next to his desk, swapping spit like it was their life force and they would die without it.

Clearing his throat loudly, he watched them stop, and turn their heads simultaneously in his direction.

"Ron," Hermione squeaked as she stepped back from Draco.

"Hermione," Ron said calmly, "What's going on? Why are you kissing Malfoy?"

"It wasn't by choice Weasley," Draco said, "I swallowed some of Crabbe and Goyles' potion by accident, and Granger here was giving me the antidote."

"And what was that? Your saliva?" Ron asked disbelieving.

"I have told you so many times Ron, how important different bodily fluids are in various potions and their antidotes," Hermione reasoned, "In this case, you need female saliva, I had to help him, who knows when he would come across another girl down here this late in the day."

"Fine," Ron said picking his book up, "I'm just thankful you didn't need a male dose, and I wasn't the first one you came across," Ron shuddered, "Not my idea of a good snog."

"Me either Weasley," Draco answered.


It finally ended for real when Harry found them. He was outside for a walk in the brisk air, when he saw them. They were standing next to one of the Quidditch boxes, cuddled up close, talking intently. He decided to head over and have a chat with them, smiling to himself as he headed over. It really was quite cute the ways they went to hide their feelings and relationship.

He halted in his tracks when he saw Draco lean down and kiss Hermione gently. He breathed a sigh of relief when they pulled back quickly. He didn't fancy playing witness to the type of snog that Pansy and Ron had walked in on.

"Hey you two," He called out cheerfully, watching their entwined fingers spring apart in front of him.

"Hey Harry," Hermione greeted, "Good day for a stroll isn't it!" She said good-naturedly.

"Yeah," Harry answered, "It's perfect, what are you two up to?"

"Just talking about Head things," Hermione said, and Draco nodded.

"Uh, uh," Harry replied, "and the kiss? Head duties?"

"Um...there is some Mistletoe?" Draco said.

"In the middle of March? Out here in the open?" Harry asked, "Give it up guys, seriously."

"What are you talking about Potter?"

"Well it's quite simply really," Harry reasoned, "Nearly half the school has walked in on you two snogging in some corner, and no-one cares! You should just relax about it all, honestly. It was amusing at first watching you sneak around, but it's getting a bit old," Harry said, "And it can't be fun for you two, either."

"Everyone knows?" Hermione said weakly.

"Everyone," Harry answered, he turned to walk back to the school. Only looking back when he reached the door, and could see them engrossed in conversation.


That same day, Hermione and Draco made it official in there own way.

They walked into the Great Hall at dinnertime, holding hands. Draco escorted Hermione to the Gryffindor table, giving her a kiss on the cheek before turning and walking to his table. Smirking to himself. Seemed Potter was right, it was more fun with it out in the opening.

Meanwhile Hermione ignored the looks that everyone was giving her, "Could you pass the potatoes please Ron?"