Sleeping Beauty and The Black Lake.

The water was cool on her feet. The cold streamed up her entire body much to her relief as the witch paced her way into the depths of the school lake.

The heatwave of London had followed the students to school and it made for an entirely too hot learning environment indeed. The professor (Excluding Snape) all had done their very best to place cooling charms through their classes, but the poor students still suffered.

It was Ron whole thought of the idea to take a dip in the Black Lake after a day of lessons. Of course both Hermione and Harry thought this idea to be absolutely bonkers! especially after their previous experience with the lake in their third year. "That was 2 whole years ago!" The wizard argued. "We're much better wizards now. If there's any trouble, we'll just scare em off!"

The three had gone down to the lake every day after that. The allure of the dark waters was too much to resist, and besides, there was no rule against it so how could the reasonable witch really deny herself this simple pleasure.

Now waist deep in the water Hermione felt a true sense of peace after her long day. Harry had been placed in dentition by Umbridge, the new DODA teacher who everyone greatly despised. The ministry truly were sticking their nose in a very unwelcome place indeed. And Ronald had managed to hex himself with some sort of 12 hour sickness spell, he would be spending a very.. exciting night in the Hospital wing. So it was up to Hermione to take a dip on her own.

Secretly the witch had been pleased to be swimming alone, she loved her friends, but they were male. Hermione did not feel quite so comfortable removing her clothes so she only went as deep as her hemline, while enviously watching her two friends splashing around in the deeper waters in their boxers. Since the climate was usually quite chilly, none of them had brought any swimming gear with them, so it was strictly undergarments

Today was an opportunity, and by the life of Merlin she was taking it!

The mucky lakes ground was now out of reach for the witches toes so she took to treading water like she had been taught to do in her muggle school during their swimming lessons. Once this grew tedious she decided to float.

Allowing herself backwards the cool waters licked at her skin and peace wrapped around her with the lake water. A sigh escaped her lips. How absolutely lovely.

"GRANGER! LOOK OUT!" and with that, a hand ripped her under the surface of the water.

DRACO

He was fuming. No, he was beyond fuming. Crabbe the ruddy oaf, had only gone and left his ruddy potions book by the blimmin black lake while he and Goyle were mindlessly harassing a bunch of Ravenclaw fourth years earlier in the day which got them caught by professor sprout and thus sent off to a round of detention. So of course now Draco had to go and fetch it himself. Honestly, he needed better friends.

Passing around the bend of the path by the large oak tree and the main mouth opening to the lakes edge. It was there he stopped in his tacks, blindsided and distracted from his internal cursing by what stood before him.

A witch was peeling off a sundress at the waters edge reveling a set of very appealing legs, a round behind and a very slim figure, barely covered by a matching pair of rather red undergarments. Who was she? It wasn't until the dress and fully been thrown to the ground that Malfoy realized exactly who the witch was. Granger. The long wild curls were a give away from even a mile. A lump rose to Draco's throat at the site before him. He hated it, he despised admitting it, but the girl had always been rather appealing to his eyes, and of course her mind. But here in this moment he was gobsmacked at the attraction he felt to the young witch. Well not too gobsmacked, he was 16 after all.

He watched her, as she moved into the water with a sway he'd never noticed before in their 5 years of 'knowing' one and other. There was much he didn't know about her. much you shouldn't want to know! the prejudice inside snapped back. He nodded in agreement and went to search for his potions book amongst the shrubbery. Finally her found his possession and turned back to the path, looking over his shoulder only for a moment, seeing the witch afloat in the water with her eyes shut. She looked angelic. Bloody mudblood.

A disturbance in the water caught his attention and he was at the edge of the lake in a flash. It was a swarm of Grindylow.
"GRANGER! LOOK OUT!" but it was too late, they got her and she was out of sight in a moment.

His actions didnt register with his body. In a moment Draco was breaking the surface of the water, wand in hand. With a dive he was under, eyes wide and searching the muggy lake. He spotted her, thrashing against her mythical captors. Bloody hell. Throwing a boiling water hex towards the group he managed to drive enough away that he was able to approach.

Two determined Grinylow hissed and squirmed, holding tighter onto the panicked looking witch. Throwing more hexes he was finally able to imoblise the pair and free Hermione, but by this point her eyes were dropping shut.

Diving even further, the blond grabbed her wrist, hoisting her higher until he managed to hook an arm around her small waist and pull her to the surface and eventually back onto the shoreline.

"Granger! Granger!" Draco repeated shaking her wildly, trying to get her to regain conciousness. What are you doing Draco? Leave her here! Let her die! Potters best friend! No one would know! An easy task the small voice in the back of his mind shouted, sounding rather like his fathers. Shut up! he called back silencing all his doubts.

He didn't know what to do! She wasn't waking up. Wracking his brain he stood, pacing. He remembered, he remembered once seeing a sign in a muggle building. CP something or rather. It showed instructions. Visual ones. He felt as though he'd been a victim of a feeble obliviation attempt. He could see it, but it was hard.

Okay, first one, press against the chest and pump. Squatting back down he lent over the witch. Awkwardly placing his hands on her chest before pressing once. Nothing. Oh god's help. He tried it again once more, twice then three times. Nothing. Okay what was the next step.

Oh no

He recalled the last image, he was to kiss her. Perhaps that was the muggle way. They did have fairy tales of it after all, kiss waking up the princess or something ludicrous. But this was no princess, this was Hermione Granger the insufferable know it all Granger. Internally he battled this all out, not noticing the stirring of the witch by his knees. Okay, he was to do it. He was to try. Worst thing that could happen was it didn't work.

Shutting his eyes tight the young man bent down, gently pressing his lips on the waking witch. It was lovely.

Instantly, her eyes shot wide open at the unexpected contact. Seeing Draco Malfoy at such close proximity was rather a shock and she almost recoiled immediately, instead she melted into the kiss. It was soft and kind, something she would have never expected from Draco of all people. Nothing like the other boys she had moments with. It wasn't until a cold her began snaking her waist that she realised what was happening. Shoving the very lustful looking boy back she shot him daggers.

"Bloody hell, that actually worked?" He mumbled in confusion, running a hand through his wet hair. The action was sexy and smooth, it almost drew her back in for a second kiss but her greater sense of judgment to rise up. As Luna would say, the nargles were clearing. What had they just done! "What in GODS name do you THINK you are doing!" Hermione shouted before pressing two fingers to her tingling lips.

"Waking you up! That's what the muggle instructions said to do!" Draco shouted back. "I'ts written in all those pathetic excuses of fairy tales" He defended watching the fuming girl, his own anger growing. Maybe he should have left her.

"You don't KISS the person you bloody idiot! It's CPR, The breath of life! You Breathe, air into their lungs!" She squawked angrily.

"Well excuse me, but I just saved your life you daft hag, if that's how you treat your saviors remind me to never do so again!" Draco shouted back rising to his feet and stomping back towards the pathway not without first grabbing his book. Hermione a pulling sense of shame. It had been the shock which had made her lash out. He really had saved her life a mere moments ago.

With a sigh she rose to her feet"Malfoy wait" she called, taking long strides towards her retreating hero. He turned on his heel look exasperated, but once again, take aback by the half naked witches beauty. The lump returned. He wanted to kiss her again. He wanted her badly. The words that left her mouth were almost missed in his distraction. "Look, you and I don't get along at all, I was panicked and afraid. What you did just then was noble and unexpected. But none the less, Thank you for saving me. I would've been Grindylow dinner if it wasn't for you." She rambled before turning sheepish at her words. How she disliked that she had been the damsel in distress in Malfoys strange attempt at a Fairytale.

Draco watched her reproachfully before looking her up and down, still clad in only a red bra and matching bottoms, turning her all shades of pink when she realized her less that appropriate attire, she wanted to run back and collect her clothes, but instead she stood her ground. He'd seen her now no use in hiding. "No worries Granger, but do not mention this to anyone he warned dauntingly but with a arrogant smirk on the lips she had been kissing only a minute ago "I wouldn't dream of it Malfoy" She teasingly spat back.

Biting her tender lip she stared at the ground. "Do you wish for me to walk you back to the castle?" He questioned standing straight. "I know what just happened must have been a shock an-"
"No that's quite alright" Hermione cut him off walking back to collect her clothes and wand, not wishing to be either a burden or further the damsel. "Listen Granger, the only reason they got you was because you were unarmed.. if that's what you're worried about, I mean I wouldn't mess with you" He rambled off, unsure of his own words. Where had this come from. This ruddy witch was making him as soft as a damned Niffler! A small smile threatened to pull at her lips edges, had Draco just truely complimented her?

"Prehaps then I will allow you to walk me back." Draco nodded without even trying to hide his devilish smirk.
Without a word the pair walked back up the the castle, Hermione entering first. "I think it best if we don't speak of this again" Draco decided
"Agreed, It didn't happen." She nodded with a knowing twinkle in her eye which Draco noticed for only a moment as she turned and swept back into the castle.

And he knew, this wouldn't be a single chapter in their odd little fairytale.

Not sure where this came from. Very quick little one-shot, probably a bit messy so excuse, but yeah. Hope you enjoyed it