First off, thanks to ayoAOx and hasmine for reviewing my last chapter (: you guys are great.

Secondly, I want your opinion's on whether I should have Hermione and Draco get back together kind of quickly or hold off on it for awhile.

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Chapter 6

Draco's POV

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You could literally cut the tension in Potter's kitchen with a knife. To say that this moment was beyond awkward would be an understatement. Hermione looked like a catatonic, Potter and Ginny looked speechless, and as for me? Well I already knew I looked like a complete jackass.

I mean less than 15 minutes ago, I was enjoying a snifter of Ogden's here with Potter (yes I was actually enjoying myself for once), and who should storm into the kitchen but the one woman who not only haunts my dreams, but makes me completely speechless.

"Uhm, hey Hermione, fancy seeing you here so early," Potter finally managed to squeak out.

Hermione said nothing, she continued to just stare at me, and I was doing the exact same thing. We could have passed for mirror images, (except for the fact that she was so much more beautiful than I am).

"Come on Harry," Ginny whispered. "I think this reunion is long past due for them. Let's let them sort it out in private."

With that Ginny, shooed Harry out of the kitchen and hurried up the steps, leaving me alone to face my emotions.

It might just be me, but I was hoping to have a little time to prepare what I would love to say to her before actually seeing her.

Just looking at her still made my heart speed up and slow down.

"Still as beautiful in the morning as ever," I managed to get out thickly. God, this woman still has the effect on me to where I can't even make a sensible or coherent sentence.

"D-Draco? Wha-what are you doing here?"

"Well, Potter has kindly extended his hand for a drink," I said. Her eyes grew slightly bigger, which with her usually meant she was in shock. "I know, I was slightly shocked myself."

"It's been awhile," she said softly twirling a piece of her hair.

That was definitely a Hermione trait. She always twirled her hair when she was nervous. Hell there is no way she could be more nervous than I am right now, I'm practically hyperventilating.

"Yeah it has been." Did I really just say that? Smooth Draco real smooth. What an idiot.

"You wouldn't happen to know why Ron and Harry were out so late last night would you," she asked hesitantly.

"Well, yes I do, but it is kind of a long story. Would you mind if we met up at my place maybe this evening and I can tell you anything you would like to know."

"um, yeah that sounds really good," she said. She was unconsciously tugging on her nightie. She must have realized how she was dressed, because the next thing he knew, she said, "I better be going, it was nice seeing you Draco, I'll see you this evening."

"Ok I'll see you then I suppose."

She smiled softly.

"Goodbye Draco." And she disappeared into a cloud of green flames.

"Goodbye Hermione," I whispered.

I couldn't help but smile as I looked back to what she was wearing. Her nightie was Green with silver stitching. Maybe she still felt something for him, even if it was buried in the recesses of her unconscious.

That idea alone had Draco feeling hopeful.

With a hasty goodbye yelled up the stairs to Harry and Ginny, Draco rushed out to hurry home and get everything ready to speak with Hermione later that evening.