Here we go again! This is a treat since i didn't write for a few days.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter

Looking up onto Malfoy's molten silver eyes Hermione felt her knees go weak. His intense gaze seemed to catch her eyes and pull her in until she could see nothing other than him, the music fell away losing its hold on them.

Draco was in awe of her beauty and tried to tell himself that her looks were the only reason he found himself so vulnerable near her. He tried to convince himself that underneath all these new chaotic emotions that he still hated her.

It didn't work. He knew it couldn't be true, he didn't hate her anymore, that feeling just was no longer a part of his definition of mudblood Granger. He'd come here and this new Granger had taken him completely by surprise. She'd swept him off his own feet and completely changed his views of her. That scared him.

Before either really realized what was going on their faces were only an inch apart. Hermione could feel his warm breath on her lips and closed her eyes waiting for the inevitable. Malfoy felt the last bit of resistance in him collapse as he leaned in to kiss Granger.

What in the bloody hell am I doing?

Both turned away at the last second a bit shocked at what had almost happened between them. Hermione turned around quickly her new found recklessness could not even justify that almost kiss and so it abandoned her if only for a second. But now it was back and with it, the call of the beat stronger than ever.

Draco felt embarrassed and ashamed of himself how how! Could he feel this way about mudblood Granger? His exterior appearance showed none of this but inside he was in turmoil.

Hermione felt herself plunge back into the melody, her motions following the bass. She had decided to pretend that the previous moment had never happened and felt that the best way to start off was to bring things back to a level which she considered normal. Her recklessness taking hold she spun around quickly making Malfoy jump if only a little, the sight made her smirk. She took his hands and placed them on her waist once again.

Malfoy, quite startled at her actions gave her a questioning look. 'Mione only smiled and turned back around moving in time with the beat. Draco followed suite reluctantly the thought, 'you're asking for it' bouncing around in his mind.

Time flew by the dancing couple but they were completely unaware of how much time they had spent on the dance floor.

There was no longer any space between them but neither cared a smidge about such an annoyingly dividing thing like empty space.

Draco found himself completely entranced by the way Hermione moved in his arms, which were wrapped tightly around her waist. He couldn't help but admit that he was attracted to her a mudblood… a lot. It startled him almost to the point that he wanted to let go of Hermione completely and make a run for the door. Despite his mad urge to run from these new feelings that he had been taught all his life were wrong and useless, he could not bring himself to let go of her.

Hermione was facing a similar inner conflict one that was based on the opinions of one Harry Potter and a Mister Ronald Weasley, her two best friends and Hogwart's biggest Malfoy haters. God they would kill her if they knew about her dancing with and nearly kissing public enemy number one, Malfoy "the Ferret." So they won't find out. Her reckless side whispered in her mind. Good enough solution for now. She thought happily, for now she would just enjoy herself.

Catching sight of a watch on the wrist of another guy Hermione noted the time. Oh crap its almost three. Megan will come looking for me soon. Not that she cared if Megan saw her dancing with Malfoy. Megan didn't know anything of their history together as arch rivals. No it was more like she wasn't ready to leave Malfoy yet which was to say the least, weird.

Pulling away a little 'Mione turned around to face Draco, carefully keeping a small but safe amount of space between them. Malfoy by this time had stopped dancing and was watching Hermione with a puzzled expression.

"Dra- Malfoy," Hermione caught herself, "It's almost three I have to go."

"Alright Granger whatever," He said dismissively. He turned his head away, afraid that if he watched her go he would try to stop her.

"Fine," Hermione turned on her heel, slightly miffed at his cold demeanor.

This did not go unnoticed by Draco and the sudden swell of anger in her voice made him turn just as she began walking away.

All his resolve forgotten, his seeker reflexes proved themselves as his hand shot out and caught her wrist. All in one motion he pulled her back and turned a very shocked Hermione to face him.

"Malfoy what the hell are you thinking!" 'Mione yelled anger and fear dancing in her eyes along with something else. Something Draco couldn't quite put a name to…

"No… no don't go yet." His words whispered in her ear. "Please"

His own disbelief of his actions filled his thoughts. He hadn't noticed Hermione's reaction to his words at all. She stood there for a second her mind processing what had just happened at what seemed to be an impossibly slow rate. To hell with justification! And before she had quite realized just what she was doing she closed the gap between them stopping just before her lips touched his, "Okay then I won't" she whispered.

Draco's mind went numb, his thoughts all seemed to vanish from his head, all common sense escaping him. With these thoughts also went the remembrance that he was supposed to meet Blaise at the base of the stairs of that very floor five minutes earlier.

He rid them of the space between, his lips firmly planted on hers. Hermione's breath caught, whatever chemistry that was between them seemed to explode in that moment. One of Draco's hands found its way to the back of her head, the other on the small of her back, pulling her even closer. Hermione melted at the feel of his arms around her lost so entirely in their kiss that at first she didn't hear Megan calling to her.

Both were wrenched roughly out of their all to short kiss when a very familiar voice yelled Draco's name. Blaise Zambini.

Both of them pulled away as quickly as possible, Hermione nearly tripping over her own feet as she did. It was right about then that she realized Megan was about five feet away searching fervently for her. "Bye" she whispered and took off like a scared rabbit in Megan's direction.

"Hey Draco sorry to inter- Holy crap was that Granger?" Draco's face paled. How the hell am I supposed to explain this one?

One Week Later

Hermione stared at the letter in her hand lost in thought. She still couldn't get over the fact that she had been made Head Girl, I mean everyone had thought she would be but she had never actually thought about it. She'd gotten the letter the day after the incident with Dra- Malfoy.

Dread settled itself in her head at the thought. Blaise Zambini had seen them together. She shuddered. He had seen them and he had known it was her, heck half the room knew it was her after he'd shouted 'Holy crap! Is that Granger?' The whole ordeal felt like a bad dream. She had even reverted back to her bookworm-ish old self for a few days after.

But her reckless side had come back full force and stronger than ever with the thought that Malfoy would never NEVER let word get out that had been kissing a mudblood. The kiss. Her dreams and nightmares all seemed to contain it and Malfoy. It was disturbing and 'Mione didn't know what to think afterwards. She had finally settled on waiting to worry about it when the time came.

It had come. Here she was sitting on platform 9 ¾ waiting for Harry, Ron, and Ginny to show up late as always. As she waited she entertained thoughts of how her friends would react to the changes she had gone through over the summer. A smirk played on her face they are pretty hard not to notice.

Finally she saw flashes of bright red hair near the barrier and knew that they had finally arrived. Amused she watched as her friends looked past her trying to find well her. Finally after a few moments she laughed and yelled "Harry, Ron over here!"

Both boys turned in the direction of Hermione's voice but didn't see her anywhere. Ginny realized first where her best friend sat and squealed in surprise at Hermione's new look.

"Mione! You look great!" The red- headed girl ran up and gave 'Mione a bear hug. Harry and Ron just watched in confusion as Ginny ran up to a total stranger yelling Mione's name and…

"Holy Crap its Mione!" Harry ever the sharper one yelled. As the boys got a little closer to where they could see 'Mione properly, both boys jaws dropped. Hermione their best friend and bookworm was well hot!

Hermione watched their reaction and quickly stifled another smirk at the sight of their amazement. It's about time they figured it out.

The train whistle blew bringing all four teens out of their separate reveries and bringing into to focus the fact that if they didn't hurry they would all miss the train.

'Mione arranged with the boys to meet them later on the train to catch up on what had happened over the summer. Well she arranged it with Harry anyway, Ron was still just staring at her his mouth agape.

'Mione entered the train and made her way to the front portion, towards the heads compartment. Stopping outside she heard voices inside. Oh the head boy's here, wonder who it is?

Opening the door she was face to face with none other than Draco Malfoy. Oh crap.

Ok guys there it is. New chappie out soon. Liked it? Hated it? Ideas? Let me know I'll take 'em all lol

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