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That night, Draco stayed awake in bed for a long time before drifting off to sleep. He wasn't thinking about anything in particular but the image of a certain bushy-haired brunette kept coming into his mind.

Even during his sleep he couldn't get his mind off Hermione. He dreamt about her. They were alone in the Great Hall. She was at the Gryffindor table, he at the Slytherin's. They weren't eating, they were just looking at each other not saying a word. Suddenly, tables disappeared, she got up and started running towards him. She jumped in him arms and kissed him so deeply, so passionately.

He suddenly woke up, a layer of cold sweat over his body. He got out of bed and went into the common room. He walked down the stairs in nothing but his boxers. He thought he'd be alone, but (and you guessed it) none other than Hermione was there, staring into the fire.

She jumped as she heard his coming and turned her head. She turned slightly pink as she noticed what he was wearing and turned her focus back to the fireplace.

'Oh crap,'

'Oh crap,'

Draco walked across the common room and sat in his favorite chair. They both sat there in silence for a minute, Hermione looking at the fireplace and Malfoy trying to look anywhere but at Hermione.

"So, why are you up?" Hermione asked politely.

"I couldn't sleep," He said. His voice came our hoarse.

"Yeah, same here," She said.

They were silent once more until Draco couldn't take it anymore.

"So, why couldn't you sleep?" He asked, trying to start a conversation.

"Bad dream, you?" She asked.

"Same," He said, avoiding her gaze.

He just about had it with awkward silences and was about to get up when Hermione started speaking again.

"Malfoy, just so you know, that… uh, kiss, that I gave you… it doesn't mean anything. I mean, I just wanted you to be quiet," She said.

Malfoy was a little shocked by what she said and just answered "yeah, I know,"

"I mean, it's not like I would feel anything if we kissed," She said, with a little smile.

"Pardon?" Malfoy asked although he heard her very clearly.

"Well, were you actually expecting me to fall deeply in love with you with just a kiss? I mean, after seven years of insulting me and my friends? Oh, no I don't think so!" Hermione said, laughing.

Malfoy felt himself get angry. "There's nothing funny about that, Granger!"

"What? Are you MAD at me?" She said, frowning.

"What does it look like?" He asked, standing.

"Why the hell are you being mad? I mean we both knew that we hate each other! This shouldn't shock you!" Hermione said raising her voice.

"Alright then, Bookworm, kiss me," Malfoy said.

"WHAT?!"

"Kiss me,"

"What for?"

"Kiss me and then tell me honestly if you felt anything," Draco said, smirking.

"In your dreams, like I would ever want to kiss a man like you!"

"Oh, you know you want to Granger. Kiss me and I'll leave you alone,"

"NO!" Hermione said.

"Are you afraid, Little Miss Priss? Afraid that you might actually enjoy it?" He laughed.

Hermione just looked at him. She wanted to say yes to prove to him that she would not like it but she kept telling herself that he was Malfoy of all people. How could she kiss him?

"Alright," Hermione said.

"Are you serious?" Malfoy asked, obviously surprised.

"Yes. But only to prove to you that you mean absolutely nothing to me!" She quickly added.

"Alright then, Granger. I'll make it worth your time," He said, smirking.

He walked closer to her. Hermione looked down, unable to look him in the eyes. She felt his hand on her chin, as he lifted her head. She looked him straight into his grey eyes. He leaned in, closer and closer to her, until their lips finally touched.

The kiss started off timid and then became more and more passionate. He put his hands around her waist and pulled her closer to him, until they were touching. She ran her hands in his hair, and the put her arms around his neck.

She then opened her lips and he slid her tongue in her. They kissed passionately for minutes, maybe years, until Draco finally pulled himself away, looking softly into her eyes.

"So?" Draco asked.

Hermione couldn't believe it. She just kissed Malfoy of all people and had actually enjoyed it. Of course, he needn't know that.

"Hm… I've seen better," She said, amused by the look of shock on his face.

"Better? Oh, Granger, there is no better than me!" He said, smiling.

"You wouldn't know, now would you? Unless you go around snogging other guys…" She said.

He looked insulted and went back into his chair.

"Oh, come on Malfoy, you know I was joking!" She said, mockingly.

"I refuse to believe that you didn't think I'm a good kisser," He said.

"I never said you weren't good. I just said that I've had better," She said.

"Oh, I know, but still. I'm Draco Malfoy. Slytherin Sex God. How can you not enjoy it when I kiss you?" He asked her.

"Well that's just it. You're Draco Malfoy. That's why I didn't enjoy it,"

Malfoy fell silent and looked to the ground.

"How was I?" Hermione asked.

"You?" Draco asked surprised. "You were… great,"

"Was I now?" Hermione smiled.

"Yes. But of course, I didn't feel anything," He said.

Hermione stopped smiling. She looked at the window and saw that the sun was already rising. She hadn't notice what with the snogging and all.

"We better go get ready, it's nearly breakfast," She said.

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