I know, I know. You're all sitting here thinking "Okay, we've got to the Dramione, the Romione, where the hell is our DracoXHarry!"
Patience, my angels. Patience.

This one was very hard to write, and a little disorganised. It's okay, I've still got everything that needs to be here (and everything you want to be here) here. :)

Draco was suddenly thrown into conciousness and looked around. The first thing he noticed was that it was still light outside, so it was probably about 2:00, and everyone would be finishing lunch. The second was that he was in the Griffyndoor common room, an observation that scared the living hell out of him, and the third was that he had Hermione Granger, still asleep, cuddling up to him. For a moment, he forgot everything and automatically put on his 'Malfoy Mask' as his father reffered to it. His skin crawled to see the Mudblood touching him like that. How could he have ever liked her? She was hideous. He felt physically sick, so he pushed her off him and left the room. Draco walked across the hallway to the Slytherin common room, and sat down in his favourite chair.
"Hey Draccy." sneered Pansy.
"Hey, babe." Draco said, smiling. He pulled her down onto him and kissed her. When they pulled away, she grinned.
"Why weren't you at lunch?" she asked, pouting. Draco shrugged.
"I don't know. Couldn't be bothered." he stated. Pansy sat on his lap.
"You're so hot when you're indifferent." she crooned, leaning in and kissing him. He chuckled, holding her to him.
"Aren't I hot anyway?" he smirked, arrogantly. She gave him a flirty smile.
"Understatement." she whispered before kissing him again. As it always did, their kissing turned into a very hot, very 'adult looking' make out session. This one was particuarily interesting to Draco, because he managed to lift her off the chair and press her against the wall, where she entangled her legs around his. Every now and again, she'd bite down on either his lips or tongue, which made him go insane. Eventually, he sighed and pulled away.
"Oh, Draco. You silly boy." she said in a voice dripping with michief. Before he could comprehend what she'd said, she was back on him, her hands pulling his hair, and she was biting his lip, face, his neck... he just leaned into her and groaned with pleasure everytime she so much as moved.
"Am I pretty, Draco?" she asked sweetly.
"Yes..." Draco gasped. This was a game she liked to play with him, though he hated it.
"Am I the best kisser you've ever had?"
"Yes..." he almost sobbed.
"Do you love me?"
"Yes..."he groaned, as she 'happened to' have bitten down on his neck right after she asked that.
"Do you want me, Draco?" she whispered in his ear, squeezing his butt. He was panting heavily now, and her sweaty body was still pushed against his.
"Yes." he gasped.
"Good." she said, kissing him on the cheek before leaving the room. Draco groaned and slid to the floor. He was about to do some deep thinking when, a few seconds later, he heard
"MUDBLOOD!" Draco sat up and ran across the room, to see Pansy holding a sobbing Granger by the hair. She looked up at him with her big, magic eyes and his heart melted.
"Pansy, let go. What's going on?" he asked, fearing the answer.
"This Mudblood was spying on us, Draccy." she spat, throwing Granger to the floor. Draco tensed his fists.
"It's okay Pansy, I'll take care of her." he said in what he hoped was a threatening tone. Pansy's face lit up wickedly as she walked out of the room.

Hermione slowly wiped the tears from her eyes and looked up into the sad eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"Ouch." she said quietly.
"Yeah, damn, Pansy did some damage..." he said regretably, looking at her bleeding hands and knees.
"Mmm. She's not the only one." she replied coldly. Draco winced.
"Let me clean you up." he offered. She reluctantly took his hand and followed him to the bed. In silence, Draco cleaned and dressed her wounds.
"Granger...I'm so sorry." he said, looking on the edge of tears.
"For what?" she asked coldly.
"How much did you see?" he asked quietly, looking at the wooden floor. Hermione snorted.
"Oh, I walked in just around the time when you picked her up off the sofa." she said calmly.
"But I stopped listening just after you said you loved her." She finished. Draco looked up at her with pain in his eyes.
"Yeah. At that point I tried to tune out the rest of your conversation." she said, deep in thought.
"I didn't mean a word of it." he said quickly. Hermione looked at him with sharp eyes.
"Liar." she spat. "You meant every word. Every single word. And you know what? I don't even care. I thought you were so amazing. But you're not. You're just another piece of scum. I'd rather have Ron than you." she said, before breaking into violent sobs.
"How the hell do you think I felt?" Draco said, tears dribbling down his face "Seeing you with Ron? Do you think I was happy about it?" he said, not bothering to mop his tears away. Hermione looked up with cold, angry eyes.
"But that was your fault too!" she cried. Draco flinched.
"I know. I'm sorry." he said, nearly sobbing. This was the first time Hermione had ever seen him cry, and it broke her heart. But no, she wasn't going to give in that easily.
"Just, don't talk to me Draco. I can't stand it." she said, before lifting herself off the bed and starting towards the door.
"Granger." Draco cried, grabbing her arm. "Gra-Hermione. Please." he begged, tears flowing freely down his face. Hermione melted inside, and wanted to hug him and tell him every thing would be okay, but she knew it wouldn't. She just ripped her arm out of his grip and walked crisply out of the room.

Outside the Slytherin common room, Hermione fell to peices on the floor and sobbed hysterically. She didn't want to move ever again. It was only the thought that class was starting in 30 minutes that got her on her feet, put a fake smile on her face and made her walk briskly through the crouds of students, not making eye contact with any of them. When she finally reached Snape's classroom, she took her seat and stared at the front, despite Snape not being there. Slowly, the rest of the class filed in. When Ron came in, Hermione felt as if she'd die. Through all of the drama that had just happened, she'd forgotten their incident this morning.
"Hermione." he said, approaching her desk. His eyes were raw and red - he'd been crying.
"Yes." she said coldly.
"Look, you'll never want to talk to me ever again. What I did was unforgivable, and I'm sorry. I just..." he began, looking over at Harry. Harry nodded to him and he continued.
"I just love you." he admitted. Hermione realised that she was too forgiving, but she pulled him into a hug.
"It's fine. But ever try that again, and I won't care about going to Azkaban." she threatened. Ron gulped and sat in his seat.
"Thank you." Harry mouthed at her. She smiled. "Are you okay?" he asked again, concern coming into his eyes. Hermione had forgotten how much she dearly loved Harry. He was always there for her...
"Yes. I'm fine. Thank you. I love you." she mouthed back.
"I love you too." he smiled, putting his hands into a heart shape. She laughed, and then turned back to face the front. She had almost forgotten Draco when he stepped into the room. He looked her straight in the eye whilst pretending to listen to Pansy's rambling. Hermione looked down, her face flushed with anger.
"Granger." he said, throwing something at her head. She picked it up - it was a piece of paper, folded a gazillion times. Pansy was shrieking with laughter, obviously thinking he'd done it to be mean. Hermione opened it, and it was a very-well drawn sketch of Draco hugging her. Her heart raced, but she tore it up anyway, throwing it to the floor.
"Calm down, students." dragged Snape as he stepped into the classroom. All the students turned lazily to face him.
"Granger!" Malfoy hissed.
"Draco! Stop talking." Snape snapped, before continuing the lesson.

Draco slumped in his chair, getting frustrated. Suddenly, a piece of paper hit his head. He opened it, and it was a messily-scrawled note, reading:
Malfoy, shut up and leave her alone. You've done enough, twat. Love Harry xoxoxoxo. This enraged Draco.
"Want to come over here and say that, Potter?" Draco shouted across the classroom. Harry stood up and crossed the room.
"Yeah, I would. Shut up and leave her alone. You've done enough, twat." he shouted. Draco stood up himself so his face was right in Harry's face.
"You forgot something, twat."
"Oh yeah, sorry, Love. Harry. Potter." he shouted.
"Thanks."
"Did that make you happy?"
"Yeah, I freakin' loved it!"
"Well then this will make you freakin' ecstatic!" and with that, Harry grabbed Draco's robes, pulled him to him and kissed him. It was the craziest thing, and nobody even knew why. The whole room went silent, and all eyes were on the two boys kissing. Draco realised that he didn't hate this. It wasn't passionate like his kisses with Pansy, or soft and beautiful like he'd imagined kissing Hermione would be, but it was angry and violent. Like they were wrestling. Draco's hands were both in Harry's hair, pulling it violently, but still not letting him let go, and Harry's hands were on Draco's face, his nails digging in.
"Wow." said Pansy, breaking the silence. "I should be bugged by this, but this is pretty hot." she admitted. The boys continued, oblivious to the audience.
"Draco! Harry! Sit down, now!" Snape shouted, but the two ignored him. This was personal.
"Harry...stop..." Hermione whispered, her arm around her stomach like she had a stomach ache. This was what made them stop. Harry flung Malfoy away from him, and punched him in the face, before returning calmly to his seat.
"Bloody hell. What just happened?" Ron spluttered, looking between his best friend, the girl he loved and Draco Malfoy, blood flowing from his mouth.
"Calm down." Snape shouted above the sudden flow of chaos. This wasn't unusual for Hogwarts students of this age, he was just annoyed that it was in his class with his godson.
"Shut up, losers. So what?" Malfoy said calmly, and the whole room shut up.
"Draco, Potter and Granger. The three of you see me after class" Snape said simply before continuing with his lesson.

After lesson, the class filed out except for the aforementioned three.
"Right, care to mention what happened earlier?" Snape said calmly, sitting back in his chair.
"Malfoy was being a dick to Hermione, and she's my best friend, so I told him to shut up. Then he got all arrogant, so I had to go over there, and the kiss was a dominance thing." Harry said dismissively.
"Actually, I wasn't being horrible to Hermione at all, and then Harry threatens me, so I told him to come say it to my face, then he kissed me, and I had to show him who was boss." Draco said calmly.
"Actually." said Hermione softly. "You were being horrible to me. And I meant what I said Draco, don't talk to me." she warned sadly. Snape shook his head.
"Okay, I don't want to be here anymore than you do, so promise it'll never happen again?" he said tiredly.
"Promise." the three said in unison.
"Good. Go." he said, slumping in his chair. Oustide the classroom, Harry started walking with Hermione.
"Granger!" Draco called after her.
"Malfoy! Go away!" Harry said threatningly.
"No...Harry...it's okay." Hermione sighed. "You go, I'll see you later."
Harry looked at her doubtfully, but walked off.
"What." she said, spinning to face Draco.
"I'm sorry." he said simply.
"I don't forgive you." she said, tears welling up in her eyes. She started to walk away, but he caught her hand.
"Stop walking away. I can't see your eyes when you're not facing me." he said, unwaveringly. Hermione felt a lump of emotion in her throat, but looked at him with the same cold stare.
"Hermione." he sighed, not letting go of her hand. "I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't know you were there, but I should have been more considerate. The thing is, I had no idea that you liked me the way I like you. It's weird, and I was confused, and I've been with Pansy for 3 years, and she knows how to get to me. I'm sorry. I can't say how sorry I am, but please don't be angry with me. If you stop liking me, fair enough, but don't hate me, Granger. I can't stand it. And worst of all, you look at me with those sad, beautiful eyes. On the outside, you're cold, but I know that inside you're sad. And I know it's my fault, and it kills me. I wish it hadn't happened, but it did. Please, Granger." he pleaded, stepping forward a bit.
"Harry hit you hard, didn't he?" Hermione said, suddenly. Draco, taken off-guard, nodded.
"Yeah, it hurts." he said, massaging his mouth.
"No. Allow me." Hermione said, standing on her tiptoes and kissing him. Draco's heart beat fast. He was confused, this had never happened with Pansy. Maybe it was the thrill of kissing someone new. He leaned down a bit, helping her reach better, and put his arms around her waist. Her arms were delicately around his neck. This also confused Draco. Usually, they'd be making out passionately by now, but this was nicer. Sweeter. He never wanted it to stop, but, too soon, she pulled away.
"Do your lips feel better?" she asked, smiling through her tears.
"Almost." Draco smiled, leaning down and kissing her cheek, but drying her tears in the process.
"There. Perfect." he smiled. She laughed and smiled up at him.
"Oh, Draco..." she sighed, cuddling into his stomach.
"I know, babe. I know." he smiled, resting his chin on her head and stroking her hair.

"Draaaaaaaccy!" came Pansy's shrill voice from seemingly out of nowhere.
"Crap." Hermione said, panic crossing her face. Draco held her hand.
"Don't hide. Let her see us." he said, smiling at her. She smiled back, then shook her head.
"No. I'm gonna run." she decided, running behind a pillar. Malfoy rolled his eyes. Pansy bounced over to him and kissed him firmly on the mouth. Much to Hermione's relief, he didn't kiss back.
"That was so funny in class babe. And so hot." she giggled.
"Thanks, hun." Draco smiled.
"I love you, Draco. " she said, smiling at him. Draco looked over his shoulder, straight at Hermione, before replying
"I'm pretty crazy about you too."