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"Ah, Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger is the room to your liking?" They had met Professor McGonagall in the common room, and after a few quick 'thank you's to Honey the house-elf McGonagall set out to see if it was up to their standards.
"Oh, professor it's wonderful" said Hermione. Malfoy agreed, nodding his head, "It's fantastic Professor."
"Good I'm glad. Now first things first, I know you two are unlikely people to have to share a space, but I don't want any fighting. The war is over, and if you two can at least try to get along we may be able to set an example for the rest of the students."
"We'll try," Malfoy said, his typical smirk playing on his lips, Hermione just nodded in approval.
"Guess that is all I can ask then." After finishing telling them the rules; such as the only other people allowed in their common room was their friends, no partying, all the basics that applied to other houses as well. McGonagall left the pair standing there.
"Well, that was fun." Malfoy said plopping down on the couch. Laughing slightly Hermione agreed and sat down on the chair across from him. The both didn't say anything, and the silence droned on, Hermione just stared at her knees, not wanting to be the one to break it.
Finally looking up, she found Malfoy already staring at her, blushing she looked back down. Only to hear him chuckle softly, she looked up again. Icy grey, met warm brown and the electricity was back. This time no house-elf came and interrupted it, it only broke when Hermione looked into the fireplace blushing even worse than before.
"Hermione," she didn't want to look, "Hermione look at me." She shook her head still looking at the flames. Hearing Malfoy get up, she figured he was leaving, but no he walked towards her and sat on the coffee table directly in front of her.
"Hermione, come on don't make me beg, I won't bite." Malfoy said, and then added in a whisper, "hard." Hermione felt her lips turning into a small grin, and before she could stop herself she glanced up looking at him through her long lashes.
"Ah, there we go. Success!" Malfoy exclaimed, mock punching the air. Her grin turned into a full out smile, and she finally looked at him full on, watching him grin and run a hand through his hair making pieces stick up and fall into his eyes.
Holy he was attractive. Whoa, where did that come from? Hermione internally shook her head, banishing those thoughts. Dammit, he was still watching her, smirking as she looked anywhere but at him.
Wow, she was just so beautiful, he couldn't tell her. Couldn't tell her that he wanted her, Hermione would never like him back. But she had too, Draco was going to try his hardest to get her to like him, he wouldn't give up.
Hermione saw Draco's smirk turn into a frown and looked at him worriedly, "Uh, Mal-Draco anything wrong?" He looked quite strained.
"Nothing, just stuff on my mind, nothing to worry about." He snapped, his nice demeanor suddenly gone. Fuck, Draco instantly regretted snapping at her seeing her face fall at his harsh words.
"Okay, well I just thought I'd ask. If, if there is anything I can help with you know where my room is." Hermione finished shortly, standing up and moving to go upstairs to her room.
"No, wait, I just have something to tell you, can you sit down on the couch?" Seeing her hesitation he added a please.
Hermione was still shocked at how nice Malfoy was being; he was calling her Hermione, saying please, and saying he needed to talk to her. Weird, but she decided to go with the flow. They both sat down facing each other and for a split second their shins touched and heat shot up Hermione's legs. She shook her head, wondering if he felt it too.
Draco wondered if Hermione and felt that heat too, because if she had then maybe she would be a bit more open minded to what he was going to say next.
Hermione played with her fingers absentmindedly as she waited for Malfoy to start talking, and nodded her head to let him know she was listening when he cleared his throat. What she didn't expect was for warm hands to touch her chin a lift her head up, and she gasped lightly when she looked forward and found grey eyes staring back at her, inches from her face. Mesmerized by his eyes, Hermione couldn't pull away, she darted her eyes down to his lips which were parted slightly and then back to his eyes. Flicking her tongue out slightly she licked her lips, and bit her bottom lip.
"Hermione," Draco whispered, and before she could reply he leaned forward, and kissed her.
Alright, sorry for the short chapter, but I decided to leave a little cliff-hanger. Please review if you have anything to say, it means a lot.