Hermione and Draco avoided each other over the course of days. Only looking at each other when needed to., and speaking to each other when they had to put on a good show for Dumbledore. This all changed once inside their common room.

"Someone's been ignoring me…" Draco drawled.

"Someone…kissed.. Someone when the other person was mad at the person kissed…."Hermione lost her train of thought.. And then ended her oh-so beautiful statement with, "…the person..?"

Draco raised his eyebrow at her, and a look of confusion washed his face.

"Wait I'm confused. Which person am I? Are you the 'someone?' "

Hermione couldn't stop a smile gracing her lips, as she looked away from him. Her eye aught the fireplace, and she couldn't help but wonder what the flames could do to Malfoy's face. Burn It? Scar it, as the wounds-

"Granger?"

"Mm?" Hermione said, as she still stared at the flames with great interest. Draco gave her a weird look, and proceeded to tell her what he was going to say. (Make sense?)

"I need.. Uuh.. Help. With.. A class.. In school. With.. Magic."

"Oh that's witty. Really. Did you come up with that in your head. Like seriously, I never knew you all people in the school with magic needed help. No I'm sorry.. I must've been oblivious to these things.."

It was until a minutes later that she realizes what she said made absolutely no sense… woah did she get enough sleep last night?

"What? OK… weird person. So can you help me?"

"Well, depends… what do you need help with.." Hermione managed to process a complete sentence, and congratulated herself in her mind. Pat on the back, she thought.

"Uuhm… Potions."

"Ok. Lie. Seriously, what do you need help with?"

"What? Potions. Seriously do you need something to make you smarter?" Draco said, unnerved with her .. Well stupid behavior.

"No. You are like Snape's best student. What could you possibly not do in that class? You can pass with a P."

"Fine. Whatever, you could've just said no." Draco retorted, rolling his eyes in the process.

"Oh, c'mon." Woah, did she try to make…him not angry with her?

"No don't talk to me… we're through.." Draco said, as if he was a angry girlfriend, who just realized her boyfriend was cheating on her.

"Fine. You act like I care." Hermione said, as she got up with a air of elegance and walked into her room.

Uuhm, ok so if we have a potion bottle and we're… Hermione thought in her mind, studying Potions- not aware of the fact that Draco was still in his spot in the living room, studying the same contents as her. There was a knock on her door, and Hermione knew who it was.

"Who is it?"

"Your lover."

She could almost feel his smirk. God, she is with him too long.

"Sorry, but my lover is in Bulgaria."

His smirk dropped.

"No your- Oh shut up. Open the door." Draco started, but decided to end it- he didn't want to stand outside the whole day. Seriously. Pshaa.

"Telling me to shut up isn't going to' help.."

"But Graanger…" he whined.

"Fine." She got up and waked to the door.

When she opened, she was greeted by a surprise. Draco Malfoy's lips were on hers, yet again.

His arms wrapper against her waist, and as much as she pulled back- he still came forward.

"Ooh, trust me. Your lovers right here.." he whispered, as he strode out of the room and left their Quarters.

What the hell is that supposed to mean? Goddammit, that was a good kiss….euw … EUW. Hermione stop. Your like… so… and he is like.. So..

Oh gee thanks brain- you're the one that's making me stupider day by day.

"No problem," it answered.

Draco strode back into the room, after Forty-Five minutes of contemplation whether he should run back inside and kiss her again- or run back inside and go into his own rooms and fall asleep. Oh, this was going to be one hell of a night.

Blustar4lyfe: Eh? I know. It is the slowest story ever. And there was way too much dialogue in here. But I was in a dialogue- e mood today. Hope I made you proud! I love you all!

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