I'm so sorry for such the long wait, I've just been soo busy but anyway I hope you like this chapter. There is defiantly more Draco and Hermione action in this one and not as much talking. But go on and read!

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Chapter 7

After Draco left the compartment he tried to get his emotions under control. When Hermione first came back he was glad, then he was worried because he knew something was wrong. After he saw her tears he was angry, and last he was hurt because Hermione seemed to hate him again. He didn't know if he could handle being a veela. He was used to being the Slytherin sex-god and being able to get any girl he wanted with no effort. Now the one girl he wanted was making him crazy because he couldn't have her effortlessly.

Draco saw Professor McGonagall walking down the hall towards him.

"Hello Professor," he said when she stopped in front of him.

"Hello Mr. Malfoy. Miss Granger and yourself are to patrol the train when we waiting to take you to the school."

"Yes professor, I'll go tell Granger right now."

She nodded then walked away.

Draco walked back to the compartment without having a chance to sort out his emotions.

Hermione was sitting in the compartment regretting snapping at Malfoy. This day had turned from great to horrible.

Why did I say that? I should apologize or something. No I can't do that. Harry is most likely going to hate me if I even talk civilly to him. I know he isn't a Death Eater.

Right then Draco walked in. She looked up at him with sad eyes but didn't say anything to him.

As Draco walked in her saw her look at him with sad eyes and it made his heart break. He looked down because he couldn't bear to look into her eyes any longer.

"Um….. McGonagall says that we have to patrol the train to make sure everyone is off, when we get to school." He looked up at her.

She nodded still not talking.

After another hour of traveling the train finally arrived at the Hogwarts platform. The past hour had been awkward for both Draco and Hermione.

Draco had spent the reminder of the trip trying not to look at Hermione but failed miserably. She is just so beautiful. the color of her hair and way it frames her face. The way her eyes seem to glow when then sun hits them just right. The way her skin looks so flawless and perfect. She's like an angel, an angel that is meant for me and only me.

For that entire hour Hermione felt Draco's eyes on her. She refused to let her eyes meet his because she knew if they did she would get lost. His eyes are like liquid silver. I feel like they can see into my very soul and find my most hidden secrets. Why is Malfoy looking at me anyway? Maybe Harry is right, maybe he is up to something.

When he train came to a halt Hermione felt that she had to get up and out of the compartment. Being around Draco felt like it was slowly suffocating her. She faces a huge internal battle with herself that lasted only five second but felt like a lifetime in her head. To leave or not to leave was her dilemma. She knew that if she stayed the suffocating feeling would only get worse and worse until she could barely stand it. After all she knew she could put on a brave face and act as if being in a small confined space with him did not bother her one bit. But as the seconds slowly ticked by she didn't know how much longer she could last. To leave would be to show Malfoy how unnerved she felt around him. She didn't want him knowing how she felt around him.

But he already knew he could sense her frustration, her fear, her unease around him. He emotions on top of his were so unbearable if felt like his chest was caving in. He let out a heavy sigh and hung his head.

When Hermione herd Draco sigh she looked at him from the corner of her eye. She noticed that his head was down so she took that moment to look at him. There was no denying it Draco Malfoy was gorgeous. Broad shoulders, platinum blond hair that looked as soft as silk, long legs, long torso, and Hermione knew under his shirt he had the muscles of a quidditch player. As if he knew someone was looking at him he snatched his head up and looked at her. Her eyes immediately got lost in his. She knew that she was lost. She felt as if her entire soul was now bared to him. She felt the breath leave her lungs.

Draco felt eyes on him and looked up. He found Hermione staring at him. The moment their eyes met she seemed just as lost as he was. Her honey eyes captured and trapped him. The emotions he was feeling seemed to ease up. He knew that he couldn't live without her but at this moment he felt that need for her intensify. He stood up waked the very short distance between their seats, lifted her up on her feet, and kissed her. He poured all his need, want, love, lust, and desire for her into that kiss.

At first the kiss was the same as the first time him kissing her and her still from shock. But after about seven seconds all that changed. She responded just as excited as he was. She felt like she was on a high. This was Heaven, kissing Draco Malfoy. His arms were round her waist pulling her as close as their bodies would allow. Her arms were around his neck bringing their lips closer. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip and she opened up her mouth for him. To him she tasted better than anything he had ever tasted. He couldn't describe it.

He walked her backwards toward the window facing the platform. She went willingly, not wanting to allow any space to become between them. He reached behind her and pulled down the blinds. Her back was against the wall and they were still locked in a passionate embrace. She ran her fingers up and through his hair. It did feel like silk just like she thought it would. He kept one arm around her waist and his other hand was cupping her face. This he thought is what love feels like. Please, Hermione let me keep you. He wished he could say this out loud but she wasn't ready to hear the entire truth.

She disconnected her lips from his and turned her face. He kept kissing her making a path down her neck.

"Draco.." she rasped out.

He didn't seem to pay any attention and just kept kissing her.

Her arms dropped to her sides. She pushed him gently. He looked at her with sad eyes. Tears had started to form in her eyes. He brought his hands up to cup her face and wiped her tears with his thumbs.

"Mi…?" he asked gently.

"I… I… I.." she stuttered, "I can't do this. I'm sorry."

She gently pushed past him and rushed out of the compartment.

He felt tears running down his face. He felt his chest and throat constrict. And he felt his heart break. This was the thing he knew he wouldn't be able to survive about being a veela. Rejection. He fell to his knees dropped his head into his hands and cried his heart out.

She rushed out of the compartment not wanting to let him see her cry. She only got a few compartments down before she slid down a wall. She hugged her knees to her chest. Silent sobs racked her body and tears streamed down her face.

Is this what a broken heart feels like? She thought as she practically felt her heart fall to pieces. But she still didn't understand why her heart felt so hurt from having to walk away from Draco.

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