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Draco was tossing and turning all night, he couldn't rest, he couldn't get the image of Hermione out of his head, the smell of honey from her hair wouldn't fade. "What is it meant to mean?" Draco whispered. Suddenly someone pulled the curtains from around his bed open.
"What was that mate?" Theo grinned and continued speaking. "It's almost time for breakfast, you better get up"
Draco was confused; he wasn't up that late was he? He closed his eyes and remembered, after Granger left, and he'd smelt the honey, he stood there, it must have been a hour at least, not thinking or moving, just standing there.
Draco started to get ready when his arm started burning. "ARG!" He yelled, luckily, no one was in the doom anymore; they had all headed off to the Great Hall. Draco got up quickly and dressed for the occasion, he never went to see The Dark Lord without looking superior and tip-top. When he was ready he apparated right in to Malfoy Manor.
"Draco" The snaky voice behind him was recognizable from anywhere. Draco turned around instantly.
"My Lord" he said while bowing down to the great figure above him. Draco didn't admire The Dark Lord, no, he was afraid of The Dark Lord, along with many others, that is what made him great, not the fact that he tortured and killed so many people, but the fact that he made people listen to him.
"Why have you not completed your task yet?" This made Draco nervous and shaky. He took a deep breath.
"I am working on it" … "My Lord" Draco hoped that Voldemort wouldn't have caught the delay in his answer.
"I am not pleased Draco, you have not made any process, and for this, you will be punished" Draco was terrified, although he wouldn't like to admit it.
"CRUCIO!"
Hermione couldn't keep her eyes of the Slytherin table, again, she couldn't get her mind off how Draco wasn't there. She was staring at the spot he would usually sit in when she caught eyes with someone else, Blaise. She quickly looked down, when she looked back up she could see Blaise glaring daggers. She looked away and she realized that Ginny was trying to speak to her the whole time.
"Hermione! Were you even listening?" Ginny whined.
"Oh. I'm so sorry Gin! What were you saying?" Hermione gave her an apologetic smile.
"I was saying, the Christmas ball is coming up soon, and neither of us have dresses!" Hermione didn't realize it was getting this close to Christmas.
"So, we can go shopping on the next Hosmeade trip!" Ginny squealed and Hermione smiled, she knew that Ginny loved shopping and she didn't want to ruin her fun.
Hermione had a free break this morning, so she was just going to go to the library, like usual.
"I'll see you guys later!" She said as she separated from her friends in the hallway.
Draco had apparated straight back in to the school, the cruciatus curse's effects still upon him. He tried to stand up, his vision blurry, and an excruciating pain running through every inch of his body. He moaned, he then realized that there were footsteps coming up behind him, he tried to hold it in but he couldn't, he moaned even louder, the full effects of the cure upon him now.
Hermione heard another moan, louder this time, she tried to find the cause of this, and there it was, a blonde haired boy, the pureblooded boy that wasn't afraid of anything, there lying on the ground, wincing in pain. She could have left him there, right on the ground, but she wasn't like that.
Draco felt warm hands upon his back. "Draco?" Draco instantly recognized the voice, it was Grangers, he smelt the honey and it cooled his nerves, he would have wriggled to get out of her clutch but he was still in pain.
"Draco! What happened?"
"Heeellp m-me uhhpp" Hermione could barley understand what it was that he said, but when she realized, she helped him up immediately. His arm around her shoulder and hers around his waist, if anyone were to see this, they would have thought either of them crazy.
Draco's legs were starting to get feeling back, just enough for him to walk, he gestured the way he wanted Hermione to take him.
As soon as they reached their destination, Hermione realized where they were. It was the Room of Requirement. The doors appeared and swung open, Hermione could see a couch ahead of them and she quickly directed Draco over, and placed him on the couch.
The pain was finally leaving his body and he was able to distinguish the worried features on Hermione's face. He chuckled.
"Why are you laughing?" She asked curiously.
"You look worried, you're a Gryffindor, where's your sense of bravery?" Hermione just started at him before she realized why she was here.
"Oh!" She kneeled down so here face was directly in front of Malfoys. "Draco, what happened? Are you okay?" Hermione fussed.
"Granger, calm down, I'm okay." Hermione, directly in front of Malfoy, smelt something. She smelt pears.
"What's that smell?" Hermione asked. "It smells like… pears"
"Oh, that, that is my cologne Granger" Hermione was mortified, she remembered the smell of the pears in her Amorentia.
"What's that supposed to mean?" She whispered.
"What's that?" Draco knew exactly what she said, and it registered to him at the same time. They looked at each other, eyes widened and mouths open. Hermione shook her head.
"Forget about it, what happened to you?" Draco was grateful she had changed the subject.
"Nothing Granger, I'm fine" He lied. Hermione stood up and threw her arms around.
"Don't lie to me Malfoy! You're not fine! I had to carry you, the slytherin pureblood, who doesn't feel pain, who is superior and not afraid, to the Room of Requirment, while you were moaning in pain, my arm was around your waist, yeah, my arm, the mudblooded, insufferable, Gryffindor know it all! I think I deserve to know what happened!" Hermione's cheeks were flushed, and she was panting, having not taken a break through her whole rant. Malfoy was impressed.
"Alright Granger, sit down" Suddenly a single couch appeared behind her and she sat down cautiously.
"I'm not going to jinx you or anything Granger, calm down" Draco chuckled.
"I went home" Hermione looked confused.
"And? What happened there?" She asked.
Draco gave her a knowing look and she gasped.
"The symptoms, everything, the cruciatus curse! But that's-" Draco cut her off.
"Yes, one of the unforgivables Granger, I do know that." Draco didn't know why he was telling her this.
Hermione rushed over to his side, again, Draco could smell the honey and Hermione could smell the pears. Hermione's face was right in front of Draco's and he couldn't help notice that in fact, she really was quite pretty. Something came over Draco, and he wanted nothing more, than at that moment, to kiss Hermione Granger, the know it all, muggle born Gryffindor.
Hermione could feel his breath on her face and she realized that she wanted nothing more than to kiss Draco Malfoy. The insufferable, pureblooded, prick of a Slytherin.
He leaned in, and when she didn't move, he kissed her. Her lips were soft and warm, a perfect fit for his.
Hermione pulled away, with a blush on her face, and before either of them could say anything, she picked up her books and ran out of the room.
A/N: TA DAAA. Their first kiss. I wasn't sure about this chapter, I'm sorry if it's not to your liking! Thanks for all your WONDERFUL feedback, so, tell me what you think! (: