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"What do you want?" She asked, obviously furious.

"Why all the hostility? I just wanted to talk," He said.

"Oh please, talk, that's laughable," She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

"And why is that?" He asked, smirking.

"Well, let me see. First, I tell you I love you and you do the same. Then I hear you're running around fucking some other girl, another Gryffindor, I heard. Then you come and ask me to talk?"

"What the hell?! Fucking a Gryffindor, are you out of your mind?"

"Well, that's what I heard! My sources never lie,"

"Your sources never lie? Are you kidding me? What sources do you have?"

"None of your fucking business. Just leave me alone!" She said and turned, but he grabbed her arm.

"Don't turn your back on me! Yesterday you were practically humping me and now you're acting with a bit of dignity?" He asked, anger swelling inside him.

"Well, it's not like you care. You have that Gryffindor slut in case I dump you,"

"I don't know what your sources have been telling you, but I'm not seeing some Gryffindor, let alone fucking her,"

She seemed to believe him. "Do you mean it? I mean, you're not only saying that to have two of us in bed?"

"No. Now you will not be dumping me any time soon," He said.

She looked down and then in his eyes. She smiled. "Alright," She gave him a hug "I'm sorry. Now what was it you wanted to talk about?"

"Oh, only that… well, maybe we should stop seeing each other," He said.

"WHAT?" She shrieked.

"You heard well,"

"WHAT THE HELL YOU WERE TRING TO DEFEND YOUSELF SO I WON'T BREAK UP WITH YOU AND NOW YOU'RE LEAVING ME? WHA THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?"

"Well, that's simple. I have a reputation to maintain. I mean, I can't get dumped by a pug-faced whore. I mean, I'm Draco Malfoy, Sex God," He smirked.

"A PUG-FACED WHORE?! IS THAT ALL I AM TO YOU?"

"Yeah. I just needed a good bang. You're not bad in bed really, but I can't stand you other than in there. I mean, just because we sleep together, doesn't mean we're dating," He said.

"DRACO MALFOY I ABSOLUTELY LOATHE YOU. YOU THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE GOOD LOOKING YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH ANYTHING?"

He seemed to think for a moment then said "Yeah,"

She turned and stomped off but stopped as soon as she heard his voice.

"Oh, and by the way, your sources were half-right. It was only a kiss," He said and walked.

'Glad I got that over with. I couldn't stand her,'

He walked into the Great Hall and sat with Blaise Zabini.

"So, did you do it?"

"Yeah. She didn't take it all that well, but it doesn't matter," Draco said.

Meanwhile, Hermione was sitting at the Gryffindor table, looking at Draco.

'Why, why, WHY on earth did he ask me to kiss him?' She asked her self for the millionth time that day.

But the question that was really bugging her was why she enjoyed that kiss. She didn't admit it to herself, but she knew it. She loved the feeling of his lips against hers and the way he pulled her close. She looked down.

"I don't feel that well guys. I think I'll head back. See you later!" She said, and walked away without a second glance.

Draco noticed her leave and he got up and followed her, not bothering to explain why.

He noticed that she was heading towards the common room and felt relieved because that way he could follow her and not seem suspicious.

They got the painting on the wall at the same and there was an awkward silence between them.

"Well, I haven't got all day, now. Give me the password," Said the lady in the portrait, annoyed.

"Oh, it's Blast-Ended Skrewts," Hermione said.

The portrait hole opened and they both entered at the same time. Hermione sat on the couch and Draco sat in his favorite armchair.

Neither dared to say a word to each other, let alone cough. Every now and then, they would catch each other's eye and looked away quickly.

"Oh bloody hell, it was just a kiss, and it didn't mean anything to either one of us, so let's just get over it," Draco suddenly said, sick of being uncomfortable beside Hermione.

"Yeah you're right," Hermione said.

But yet again they were quiet.

Suddenly, Draco got up and kissed Hermione. He started off hard and then soft again. She was very surprised but she kissed him back. It began as a passionate kiss but suddenly it was more and more urgent. Pretty soon, Draco's tongue was in Hermione's mouth and she was on top of him.

They kissed for how long, they did not know, but all they did know was that he wanted her and she wanted him and there was no denying it.

A million years later, she stopped kissing and just stared at each other. Hermione got off him and sat down beside him, blushing. She put her hand into his and then kissed him on the cheek.

"Goodnight," She said and left.

Draco was just sitting there, alone.

"I want Hermione Granger," He whispered. "No…"

Yet, to him it wasn't that hard to believe. Was their fighting only sexual tension? Did he secretly want her without knowing?

Then slowly, he got up and went to bed.