Hermione arched her back and wiped the fluid from her mouth. She got up and flushed the toilet; this was the second time in two days. She shook her head; it's hardly surprising she thought, all that crap they feed me can't be good for me.

Draco shifted uncomfortably on the sofa, creasing up his forehead he regretfully realised it was morning; he was no longer asleep so he would have to think again.

It had been two days now since he decided to save Hermione but it was a lot harder than he thought. First of all, who to turn to for help, how to contact them without anyone knowing, how to contact them at all for that matter?

He glanced at the bathroom door, they hadn't spoken much the past few days. They had exchanged civil words and comments but nothing about the other night was said.

The door opened and Hermione stumbled out, her eyes were blood shot and she was as pale as a ghost. Draco offered her a smile but she didn't return it. She walked over to her wardrobe and started looking for something to wear, probably something warm Draco thought, the days were getting colder than ever and the strong gale outside was constantly coming in through the cracks in the windows. Draco jumped a bit when he heard Hermione gasp loudly and step away from the wardrobe.

Hermione felt a small warmth of happiness creep through her body as she reached for the book in front of her, it was a small, thick book covered in purple satin and tied together with a black ribbon. The pages were light purple, decorated with the neat loops and twirls of Hermione's neat, black handwriting. Her diary. It had been given to her as a present in her first year at Hogwarts, the book was enchanted to never fill up and she had written in it every single day since then.

'What's that?' Draco asked peering over.

'It's my diary, I keep in my underwear drawer to be safe and I guess it just came here with every thing else.'

Taking a closer look Draco recognised the book, he had often seen her scribbling in it in the common room. He had thought on a number of occasions it would be a very good read.

Hermione put her diary down and took a moment to consider what would be the warmest thing to wear and then disappeared in to the bathroom again to get dressed.

Draco watched her as she left the room and then sat in silence for a few moments fidgeting a bit. After a couple of seconds his eyes casually fell on the diary but he quickly pulled them away.

He shifted a little in his chair and tried to concentrate on the bed but once again his eyes wandered over to the book. Draco scratched his head, rubbed his thighs and fixed his gaze firmly on the ceiling.

After about two seconds he checked the door and strode quickly over to the diary, and sat down, hesitating slightly he untied the ribbon and read the very first page.

Dear Diary

Today was my very first day at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. I enjoyed the lessons immensely but the other children weren't very nice. I was hoping to make some friends but now I'm not too sure I will, maybe it's because I have funny teeth. Mum says I will grow in to them soon – I really hope I do because if they are stopping me from having frie-

Draco dropped the diary and looked up guiltily at Hermione who had an unreadable expression on her face. Biting his lip nervously he got up to face her. He felt dreadful, he knew he shouldn't have done it and how personal a girls diary is to her.

'Hermione I'm so sorry' He said bowing his head.

Hermione frowned slightly, 'why are you so sorry?' She asked shaking her head

'I just read your diary, shouldn't you be fuming right now?' Draco said confused,

'I know you read my diary, why would that make me mad?'

Draco shook his head exasperatedly, 'It's so personal. It's all of your feelings your emotions, all of the big things that have happened to you, all of your dreams and fears, things that are so important to you and I was going to read it all!'

Hermione looked blankly at him for a while and then eventually spoke, 'Draco, what would be the point in not letting you see it?'

'Uh…' Draco was beyond confused

'you already know it all' Hermione said simply, 'Draco you're talking about some of the biggest things that happened in my life right?'

Draco nodded dumbly

'The times I have been most scared, most excited, happiest, saddest, most disappointed, most alone in my whole life?'

Again all he could do was nod

'You don't need to read my diary to find any of that out. You were there for all of that' Hermione paused squeezing her eyes to fight the tears, 'you inflicted most of it on me'

'Hermione-' Draco stepped forwards.

'No!' she almost shouted taking a step back 'I know it didn't mean anything to you, I know you were just doing your job'

'Hermione please'

'Just listen to me! You have to understand. I know it wasn't real for you but it was for me. While you were pretending it was all happening for real for me. I fell for you so, so hard and although it means absolutely nothing to you it was still a huge part of my life. You can read about my lack of friends my strange teeth, my fear of broomsticks for days but the only thing that really matters in there, the only thing that actually meant anything was you.'

Draco stood completely still for a while as he took all of this in. He lifted his hands and massaged his temples. Suddenly he lashed out and punched the wall hard. He walked straight past Hermione to the bed where he sat with his head in his hands.

He couldn't do this for much longer; keeping all of his feelings inside was killing him.

Hermione frowned and walked over to stand in front of Draco who seemed to take no notice of her and didn't look up.

'Oh for goodness sake Draco' She said crossly putting her hands on her hips, 'what did you expect? For me to forget about how I feel about you' she paused, 'how I felt about you I mean. Did you honestly think I would be able to just brush my feelings aside, all the hurt. Pretend that it never happened?'

Draco still didn't look up

'Or did you just want me to keep quiet about it, not keep reminding you of what you did' Hermione was nearly shouting now, she opened her mouth to speak again but shut it when she saw a tear fall cleanly on to the stone floor.

'Draco?' She said wanting a response.

Nothing

'Great' She said ' so we're back to the silence well that's just –'

Within about one millisecond Draco was off the bed and pressing his lips to Hermione's.

Out of shock Hermione staggered backwards a little but Draco kept hold of her lips and pulled her body closer to him.

Hermione could think of about three million reasons why she should push him away but for that moment none of them seemed worth it. Her body was quivering at his touch and melting in to his arms. After a few seconds they both pulled away breathing heavily.

Draco looked down at her, he couldn't take his eyes away from hers. He felt like his heart was going to break through his chest. He never knew he would miss anything as much as he had missed having her in his arms. While scolding himself severely for having no self-control he bent his head again to catch her lips with his.

Their arms winded around each other as they kissed. Each clinging on to the other desperate to never have to let go.

Neither thinking and both struggling for breath they fell on to the bed kissing each other fiercely.

Hmmmm long time no update! Yeah sorry bout that people, please review  you know you want to! x x