Please let her be here. He thought. Please. He wound his way through the cubicles of the Daily Prophet department. When he finally reached the door that had her name written in bold letters, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He waited two seconds, three, four -

"Come in." He heard her calling from the other side. He sighed in relief. She was there. He slowly turned the handle and opened the door slowly, poking his head through it first. She didn't look up, so he slipped the rest of himself inside and shut the door. "Yes, what may I do for-"

She finally looked up and stopped in mid-sentence. For a moment both of them just stared at each other. Now that Draco was standing in her office he forgot everything he had been planning to tell her. He was drawing a complete black and felt himself shaking in nervosity. "Gra -"

"What are you doing here?" She asked him. Draco took a deep breath and looked down. Ouch. That hurt.

"I -" He started. He didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do. Why was she so different from everyone? Why was she able to make him a nervous wreck. Why was she the only one? "You don't love him." He blurted out loudly and looked up at her.

He could see she was taken aback by this statement. She stared at him blankly for a couple seconds and then snorted, looking away. "Malfoy, I do not know what makes you feel like you have the audicity to burst in here and accuse me of -"

"You know it's true." He interrupted her. "If it weren't you would've never - we would've never -"

"I don't want to listen to your bloody nonsense, Malfoy. I don't need to." She snapped. She was looking as if she was very hard trying to control herself. He didn't want her to. He wanted her to get up and yell at him. Punch at him. Kiss him. Anything.

"You know why you don't want to listen to it, Granger?" He asked her, taking a few steps forward. "Because you know what I'm saying is true. You just won't admit it to yourself, and I don't know why."

Hermione fell silent. She didn't respond for a while and looked down. Draco couldn't tell if she was crying or just pissed. Then, without looking up she croaked up words. "Get out."

"No."

She looked up at him increadilously. Now he could tell she was on the verge of tears. "Malfoy, I told you to get out!" She protested.

"And I told you no." He replied softly. He started taking steps closer to her desk, walking around it to where she was sitting. "Granger, everything that I told you last weekend - everything - was true." His voice was still very soft and soothing. He wiped one of her tears as it fell down her cheek. "I know that what I did was wrong. I should've never ignored you. I'm sorry." His eyes were in pain. She could tell he was speaking the truth. "But now I know. I love you. I love you, Hermione Granger. And I will let the whole world know it, too. Let the world know that Hermione Granger was the first to ever make Draco Malfoy love." A couple more tears fell down Hermione's cheek. "And I know that you do not love this man. I can tell by the way you look at him. By the way you look at me."

Hermione took in a shaky breath and looked down, but he lifted her chin up with his finger. This action led to Hermione slowly and gradually standing up. "Malfoy -" She whispered, her voice quivering.

When she was completely standing up, he took one final step towards her. Their bodies were so close now, the were touching. He bowed his head just a little bit so their cheeks were brushing. "Now answer my question." He whispered. His hands traced her arms ever so lightly and made her inhale deeply. "Do you still love me?"

Hermione gave a little sob. She slowly backed up a little and looked at him in the eyes. They were less then an inch apart. She could feel his breath mingle with hers. She observed his platinum blond hair falling into his eyes. Those eyes. Those grey ones that never felt to catch her attention. He eyes swooped over the rest of his face. There was not a single flaw about it. Everything seemed perfect. Everything was perfect. She looked back into his eyes. There. She felt it. The answer to his question. She could feel it burning a hole through her in eagerness to burst out. She wanted to yell it, scream it, to the world.

She took a deep breath once again. "Yes..." she breathed. This time it was him who slightly gasped. When his slight shock receded, he didn't waste another moment. He grabbed her head forcefully and crushed his lips against hers. She moaned into the kiss. Neither dared to break it, as they both satisfied their deep hunger to eat each others faces. Hermione entwined her fingers through his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss. They felt like they could never get enough of each other. All they knew is that they couldn't stop. That it would be wrong to stop.

Hermione was soon picked up by Draco and placed on her desk. She distractedly moved aside all her papers in a haste to make rook for herself to sit on. Her clothes were flying everywhere and so were his. Soon, they were both nearly naked and still kissing each other as if there was no tomorrow. Hermione could feel his erections through his pants and moaned. She needed him. Bad. Her hand went down to unbuckle his pants and she fumbled with it for a few seconds before finally prying it open.

In normal circumstances he would've been amused at her impatience, but right now he felt just the same way. He thanked merlin that she was wearing a skirt and was fast to move it up her thighs and pull down her knickers. They both didn't waste time with forplay since both of them were ready to go. Draco swiftly entered her with one thrust and they both gave a loud moan. Hermione wrapped her legs around him as he was standing right infront of her. He thrust into her again, this time harder. She sqeezed her legs harder, pulling him as close as physically possible. He thrust into her again and again, each time speeding up a bit and going in a bit harder. Soon, they were both panting and Hermione had leaned back to lie on her desk.

Each could feel themselves coming closer and closer to the edge as they continued to increase their pace in a desperate attempt to get the most possible contact. Hermione was the first to reach her climax. As her muscles contracted around his member she gave a loud moan and yelled out his name.

His first name.

This was what threw him over the edge, as he spilled his seed deep within her. They both calmed down from their wild session, taking deep breaths. Once they were breathing normally again, Draco pulled out and cleaned them up. Hermione sat up and watched him walk around her office and collect all their clothes. She stared at him absentmindedly.

"Draco..." She repeated. He stopped in mid reaching down for his shirt and looked up at her. "I like that. Your name, I mean. I like it." She told him.

He smiled. Walking over to her he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "Hermione." He said, still smiling. She smiled back at him and kissed him. They stood there (well, in her case sitting.) for a while, just harmlessly kissing each other. Hermione had never felt at such harmony with herself. She felt so right in his arms. Everything seemed just perfect. He reluctantly broke the kiss and planted one on top of her nose before continueing to pick up their clothes. Once he was done he handed her her bra and blouse. She was quick to put it on.

Just as both of them completely straightened up, there was a knock on the door. Hermione jumped off her desk and turned around quickly to face her door. She sat down and gave a warning look to Draco who nodded and walked over to the other side of the room.

"Come in." She said. "Oh, hi, Edgar. You have the new article, I suppose?" She asked him.

"Yes, Miss Granger." He said nervously. He nodded in acknowledgement to Draco and walked over to her desk to hand over the report. With another nod he was gone. Hermione looked up expectantly at Draco.

"I'll see you at lunch, then?" He asked and smiled at her. She smiled back and nodded.

Just as he was about to walk out the door she said, "See you later, Draco." He stopped halfway out the door and without turning around responded.

"In a while, Hermione."