Chapter 5.

When Hermione had locked the door she turned to see Draco looking carefully at all her things. He seemed most interested in her sketch book. When flicked through one drawing caught his attention. The figure in the drawing was sitting in their potions classroom, focused on something at the side of the room. The artist had been sitting behind whoever this was. That was when he realised. It was him, Hermione had drawn him during one of their potion classes. 'So that's what she's so focused on in those lessons.' He thought to himself.

He felt himself smile. He didn't know she could draw this well. Then he saw the date on the bottom of the drawing. She had drawn it whilst she was with Ron. He found this very curious. He turned and found her staring at him.

'Draco, what are you doing?'

'I was admiring this most wonderful drawing and this stunning model. I always knew you had a thing for me'

'You caught me! I've always been secretly in love with you and I can't believe that you, the great Draco Malfoy, is standing in my dorm. I'm honoured!' she said sarcastically and gave a small giggle then wrapped her arms around his waist and put her head on his chest. 'Oh Draco, you have to be the most vain person I know!

'Well what can I say? I'm just one of a kind.' He said, resting his chin on top of her head. 'But seriously, Hermione, you drew this during your time with Ron. Why was this?'

'I… I guess with your features looking like they do, you are very easy to draw. I was only just starting to draw and so I chose you as my subject.' She smiled. 'And I was always captivated by your eyes. If you flick forward a few pages you will see what I mean.'

Sure enough she had drawn his eyes, but in a way he never imagined. She had put, as a reflection in his eyes, an empty field that stretched for what looked like miles.

'I drew it like that because it looked peaceful.' She whispered softly from his chest. 'I thought you were quite a peaceful guy, no matter what was on the outside.'

'Tell me, why did you draw this one?'

He had flicked the pages to another drawing of him, but it was like a jigsaw with some pieces missing. This one had captivated him. He found it mesmerizing and couldn't take his eyes off it.

'Oh. That one.' She said softly pulling away from their embrace, focusing all her attention to the sketchbook. 'This is my representation of you. I don't know that much about you, except for the fact you are slowly falling apart. I can see it in your eyes. This is why there are pieces missing.' She gave a small tinkle of a laugh and continued 'I feel like I'm at an art showing.'

She looked up and found Draco staring at her. Then without making a sound he was pulling her in to a warm embrace. When she looked at him properly she could see that he was crying.

'Draco? What's wrong? Did I say something?'

'No Hermione, you haven't done anything, it's just no one ever seems to care about me. No one takes the time to get to know me and they just judge me on what my fathers like. And each day it just gets harder and harder to cope but something kept me going and I now know that it was you this whole time. I love you Hermione granger. And I wanted to ask,' he stopped talking and got down on one knee…..

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