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Chapter Six...The First Kiss

"Hermione...Hermione..."

Hermione Granger's eyes fluttered softly. That voice...Hermione wanted to answer it so badly, but her voice...her mouth...why couldn't she open her mouth?

"Hermione...please wake up..."

Hermione's eyes finally opened wide, and the innocence of the sleep was suddenly plagued by the darkness of the reality- Snape. Hermione shot up in the bed.

"Whoa!"

Hermione turned to her side, and saw Draco Malfoy, on the floor, with a wooden chair next to him. He laughed and stood up.

"Glad to see you're finally awake, Hermione," Draco said in a soft voice.

"What...what happened to me?" Hermione asked, now rubbing her hand on her throbbing temple. The room was spinning in a swirl of colors. All that was clear was Draco, with his beautiful blonde hair, and gorgeous features. Hermione felt herself blush. Why hadn't she noticed this before? Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt a squeeze on her hand- Draco was holding her hand. Why wasn't she refusing? Didn't she hate Draco?

"Snape...he...tried to make a move on you..." The room stopped spinning, the colors returning to their places in a more bleak fashion. Now looking at Draco made her dizzy.

"Did he...well...you know..." Hermione gulped. She had blacked out and didn't remember if Snape had truly done any damage. Draco bent his head, and she held her breath.

"No. I stopped him before he could do anything." Hermione looked down at Draco, her hero. Hero...her sworn enemy she now called her hero. Draco was no longer a blur, and she took in his company. She slowly brushed her hand through his thick, silky hair, and ran her fingers down the side of his cheek, until she gently pushed his chin up so he could face her. Draco looked up, red in the face, knowing that this was not a dream. Hermione had touched his face. It was nothing, really, for someone his age, yet to Draco, it meant the world. Hermione began to open her mouth to speak, as if she was going to say something meaningful, to say something truly wonderful, something Draco wanted to hear. She wanted to say it so badly, but she bit her lip and thought of a solution.

"I want to thank you for stopping him. It was really nice of you." Terrible, Hermione thought. What's he going to think? Draco looked down for a moment; he really thought she was going to say something else, but said something so typically her. If she wasn't going to make the move, he had to.

Draco sat down on the edge of Hermione's hospital bed, and extended his hand so his right arm was on one side, and his left hand clasped hers. He trembled for a moment, and saw the same fear and joy in her eyes that he had seen the first time he almost kissed her. There was no almost now.

Draco slowly leaned in, first brushing his lips against her cheek, then, finding her lips, kissed her. Hermione, surprised at first, responded. Both of them had found their happiness- each other. Their first kiss.

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hey everybody! This is Tracy! Geez I haven't written in sooooooooooo long it's not even funny! So, I figured I had to start again sometime! I PROMISE Chapter 7 will be up soon. I need people to encourage me though J as if you haven't already! Thaaaaaank-you for all the reviews, and please review this story after you read it! I really want to know what you thought of it! Tell me if you have any plot suggestions (I have mine already, but there's always room for more!) or if there's something you didn't like, etc.

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