AN/: Special thanks to allisath for their incredible feedback and their general awesomeness...thanks for the support! ;) By the way, I don't think I mentioned before but a lot of characters that died, I've just pretended they're not dead i.e. Fred. Enjoy ;)

Chapter 11 : Do You Happen To Have Any Tattoos, Granger?

Draco could see Hermione approaching the entrance of the Great Hall for lunch.

"Hey, Granger! Wait up!" Hermione was shocked to say the least, to see a very sweaty Draco Malfoy running after her, he looked...good. Damn that quidditch uniform.

"Umm, Draco?" She asked with an arched eyebrow. Hermione was all too aware that they might be about to have a civil conversation in public, little did she know that that should have been the least of her worries. Whereas all Draco could think was, she said my name again.

"You um, I... Give me a second Hermione..." He said my name again, she thought. Slowly they were calling each other by their given names more and more, not always realising it. Draco bent over to catch his breath, resting his hands on his knees. His heart skipped a beat when Hermione placed a small hand on his back and started to gently rub him.

"Draco, did you run all the way from the quidditch pitch?" He chuckled at the fact she sounded worried.

"More or less." He replied, while standing back up again. She gave him a small smile. "I had a very interesting conversation with Blaise."

"Oh?" They both started to walk into the Great Hall again, the fact that they entered together, not being at each other's throats was enough to turn a few heads but people eventually ignored it, they were head-boy and girl after all, it wasn't totally unusual to see them together. Draco nodded, Hermione was amused, but not for much longer.

"I know what you're hiding." She stopped walking and turned to looked at him. Draco was as smug as ever and Hermione didn't think she'd seen a smirk so ...bright?

"You're bluffing." He had to be, "You're trying to pull some sneaky Slytherin mind trick on me, I know it." How could he possibly know what...?

"Do you happen to have any tattoos, Granger?" He was grinning and Hermione could have sworn she felt a lung collapse with all the air she just inhaled.

"No." She said in disbelief. "There is no way...How the fuck Draco?!" One of her hands flew to her mouth, some first years had just past her and were a little embarrassed at the language she had used. "Sorry." Hermione said to them, an apologetic look plastered on her face. At this point Draco was so happy with himself that he was having to bite his lip in order to stop himself from laughing out loud. Hermione caught this and was amused, pissed off and turned on all at the same time. Turned on?! Oh Merlin, Ginny was right...I think I like him.

Is it just me or does Granger look, dare I say it...lustful? Oh please let it be true! Oh Merlin, Blaise was right...I think I like her.

"Are you going to tell me what it is Granger?" Malfoy said all too incriminatingly. Hermione Granger said nothing.

"Tell me." Boy does this sound familiar... They both thought.

"No." Draco was a little bit pissed; he wanted to know so badly.

"Fine..." Oh god, what is he going to do? I know he won't just leave it.

Draco turned to the rest of the Great Hall; they were standing in the entrance, and had started to yell, "GRANGER HAS A..." his voice was soon muffled by Hermione's hands crashing down over his mouth and around the back of his neck. She had forced him between the open door at the entrance and herself. This turned a few heads, including those of Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley.

"Damn it Malfoy! Do you know how many things people could fit on to the end of that sentence?" She could feel Malfoy grinning under her hand, his low chuckle reverberated through both of them. "Harry and Ron don't even know." She said honestly.

Malfoy raised his hands in surrender so Hermione released him and took a step back. Honestly, Draco was a bit peeved about the last part. He wished she'd stayed closer.

"Exactly how many people do know about it, Granger?" Said Draco as he stood up right again, various people were still watching the two head students.

She looked at him for a moment before saying, "The tattoo artist, Ginny and now...you."

"You know, I'll find out what it is eventually Granger."

"I don't doubt that you will Malfoy." Damn fucking fate. She thought back to Thailand.

For a moment they were just looking at each other, both had challenging looks in their eyes.

"Umm, speaking of the redhead..." Draco said all of a sudden.

"Ginny?" Malfoy nodded. Hermione wondered, why on earth, would he want to talk about Ginny?

"Do you have any idea why she might have been looking at me funny? I swear she was, all through practice! I couldn't tell if she wanted to kill me or kiss me..." Hermione thought Malfoy might have looked genuinely worried, she just laughed.

"Oh," Comprehension dawned on her. "You know if you hadn't said anything I might have forgotten all together..." She was grinning from ear to ear and now she was positive that Draco was worried, and now also confused as hell. He briefly caught sight of Blaise walking past them, towards the Slytherin table but was too preoccupied with Hermione to notice that he got stopped by the girl Weasley.

Draco raised his eyebrows in questioning and his usual smooth forehead was all creased with apprehension. Hermione took this as a gesture to carry on, so she did. "I may have mentioned our little poker game to Ginny..." She said, trying to look innocent, it wasn't working.

"You told a Weasley that you beat me at poker!" Draco said a little louder than necessary and a few people sitting closest to the entrance caught on and snickered, this drew in a bigger audience. Neither Draco nor Hermione noticed.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist..."

"Yeah, well I actually have some under garments on, to get in a twist unlike some people, Granger." Her cheeks reddened slightly and the memory of what he said to her the other day, those who were listening were thoroughly confused by this but not at all bored. Draco tried desperately to get the images of a naked Hermione out of his mind. You're supposed to be pissed at her right now Drake, NOT turned on!

"Yeah well, we decided what you have to do for losing to me."

"Oh no..."

"Oh yes, Mr Malfoy." Draco winced at this. This can't be good...

Meanwhile...

"Hey, Blaise!" Blaised turned around to look at who had called his name and he couldn't believe it.

"Gin?" Blaise was shocked, he hadn't really spoken to Ginny in a year and the very same afternoon he'd been discussing his affection for her with Draco, she decides to talk to him. What are the chances?

"You're gonna wanna watch this." The redhead said, gesturing to where Draco and Hermione were talking. Blaise watched as all of a sudden Draco's expression turned from angry to very pale.

"What..."

"Hermione beat Draco at poker and now he has to do one thing, whatever she wants...well it was my idea but still..." Ginny announced, pleased with herself.

"Granger beat Drake? I can't even beat Drake!" Blaise said disbelievingly. "What does he have to do?"

"Kiss a mudblood..." Ginny grinned.

Back to Hermione and Draco...

"I have to what?" Draco wasn't sure if he heard correctly.

"I know you said you have nothing against muggleborns but prove it! Kiss one." Maybe it could be good after all... Draco thought struggling to keep the smile of his face.

"That's it?"

"That's it." Hermione nodded.

"Anyone."

"Anyone. Here and now." Hermione said, turning to look at the room. "Girl, boy...teacher, if that's what you prefer. Justin's really nice." Hermione said, pointing out Justin Finch-Fletchley, over at the Hufflepuff table. Draco winced.

"I'd rather kiss Snape than kiss a Hufflepuff." Hermione snorted. "Okay, I'm a man of my word, I've chosen someone." Draco said looking towards Susan Bones. (AN/: I know she's half blood and a Hufflepuff but I couldn't think of anymore female muggleborns besides Hermione)

Honestly, Hermione was slightly deflated for some reason, she hoped he refused profusely and she had a sudden hatred for Susan Bones.

Back with Blaise and Ginny...

"You know you've just made his day, right?" Blaise said, laughing.

"What?" Ginny was confused. Blaise grasped her chin lightly, looking into her emerald eyes. She took an intake of breath before he turned her head to looked back at Hermione and Draco. "How could Malfoy possibly be happy about...Huuuuuh! NO. FUCKING. WAY!" Blaise just laughed, whilst everyone in the Great Hall heard her outburst, including the teachers and looked in the direction of where Ginny Weasley was staring.

Back with Dramione...

"Don't hate me okay..." Draco said.

"Why would I..." Hermione turned to look at him, but couldn't get much more out as Draco's hand cupped her face and his lips crashed down on hers. Hermione barely registered Ginny Weasley's shock, the 'What The Fucks' coming from Ron and Harry, the screams and wails from various girls in Slytherin and Lavender Brown or just the general gasps heard throughout the Great Hall. She quickly started kissing him back and her hands ran up his chest, around his neck and into his ever so soft hair.

Wow, I mean...WOW! She tastes so good, thought Draco. One of his hands had left her face to grab the front of her school robes and pulled her to him. Draco couldn't believe the shivers he got when she ran her delicate fingers through his hair. The sensation was unbelievable...and they were only kissing! He ran his tongue along her bottom lips, asking for entrance and she willingly gave it.

If Hermione thought he was an amazing kisser before, boy was she in for a shock when his tongue hit hers. She gasped. Fuck me, she thought. She could see tiny bursts of light behind her eyelids and her whole body felt as though it had been hooked up to an electric fence or something, she was buzzing. Draco felt himself harden at the small sounds she made, he craved her soft moans and somewhere in the back of his mind, he registered that they were still in the Great Hall, so he unwillingly broke their kiss, a full on hard-on was the last thing he needed right now.

Draco ran his nose up and down the length of Hermione's and eventually rested his forehead on hers. They still had their eyes closed, breathing heavily and Hermione was rubbing her thumb below Draco's ear, along his jaw line and over his lips. Draco was making those amazing circles on the small of her back again and Hermione was struggling to stay upright. It's was like they were in their own little world and were only drawn back out of it when suddenly most of the hall erupted in loud cheers and hoots, lead by Ginny and Blaise. At this Hermione and Draco opened their eyes.

Hermione covered her mouth in embarrassment as she'd only just remembered they were still in the great hall. Draco reddened slightly as he caught the twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes before he too started to applause, along with the rest of the staff table. Well, apart from Snape who was making his way down towards the two flustered students, who were still standing very close together.

"Settle down please, students!" Dumbledore announced as he calmed everyone down.

"Umm professor?" Draco said as he and Hermione realised that Snape was standing right in front of them and they awkwardly parted. The whole hall was listening in.

"Would our two head students like to enlighten the student body and the faculty, why they felt the recent public display of affection was oh so necessary?" Snape asked sternly and loud enough for everyone to here.

Hermione caught Ginny's eye, she was standing rather close to Blaise, both of whom had shit-eating grins plastered on their faces. Smug little shits! She thought.

"Well?" One of Snape's greying eyebrows rose as he crossed his arm. "We are waiting."

"Umm well you see professor," Hermione started and cleared her throat. "I beat Draco at this game of poker you see and we bet that..." Snape looked shocked.

"Miss Granger, you mean to tell me that, you," he said in an accusatory tone. "actually bested Mr Malfoy at poker?" Hermione looked confused.

"Why does that seem to shock everyone so much?" She asked, crossing her arms in defiance. At the head table Dumbledore was silently laughing.

By this point Draco's head was hanging so low at the fact that now the whole school knew he had lost to Hermione.

"Is this true Draco?" Snape asked.

"Unfortunately." he nodded and looked up.

"Well then," Snape said. "there's nothing else for it. 50 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR!" Then the majority of the hall erupted in a huge round of applause yet again, or at least they did once they got over the fact that Snape had actually award points to Gryffindor.

"Urr professor?" Hermione was confused as hell. Only Draco and Hermione heard this part of the conversation due to all the cheering.

"Miss Granger, I have played my godson at poker..." Godson? Hermione thought. "...and I have lost, many a time." Snape revealed and for the first time Hermione saw him smile, so she smiled back. Snape chuckled as he shared a look with Draco, who ultimately smiled too, before they watched their potions master head back to finish his lunch.

Snape did happen to stop in front of Blaise and Ginny. "10 points from Gryffindor for crude language, Miss Weasley..." He said, almost looking sorry, almost.

"Sorry professor," Ginny said honestly. Blaise was struggling to stifle his laughter, next to her. "But..." She gestured to Draco and Hermione yet again.

"I know, Miss Weasley. I believe I said something along the same lines. Alas, school rules I'm afraid." Snape confessed and carried on walking. Ginny and Blaise guffawed and Ginny elbowed Blaise in the ribs, which only resulted in him laughing even more. They were both shocked.

Hermione and Draco finally looked at each other, smiling before Draco grabbed her hand, leading her out of the Great Hall, forgetting about lunch all together.

Hermione followed before saying, "Draco..."

"Hmm?"

"You stink!" She said grinning and he laughed, pretending to smell his armpits.

"Well I have been playing quidditch, I guess I do need a shower, don't I?" Hermione gave him a sympathetic look and nodded.

"Yes." She laughed and god did he love the sound of it. Draco gave her the warmest smile she had ever seen.

"Care to join me?" He said in a seductive voice whilst pulling her towards him and leaning in. Hermione was unbelievably tempted but wouldn't make it that easy for him and so she told him after giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"Hmm, you have no idea how appealing that sounds..." Draco nodded and let out a low groan, his imagination running wild. "But, I'm not gonna let you see it that easily." She smiled, pushing back a little.

"Are you afraid of what I'll think?" Draco was slightly offended.

"Honestly..." Draco looked into her eyes and saw how raw her expression was. "Yes. Very Much." She gave a weak smile and Draco returned it. "It's just, people usually have vastly different opinions of tattoos, yours could very easily go one way or the other."

Draco looked very serious for a moment. "You don't have Dumbledore's face tattooed on your back, do you? Because I'll be honest, that might take some time getting used to..." He grinned and so did she.

"No!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes..."

"We'll never be able to do it doggy style if you do, so..." He said mock seriously.

"Dracoooo! Yes, I promise." She laughed. Draco really did love making her laugh. He smiled warmly too. "It is very, I'll say...anti-Gryffindor." She said, warily. This peaked Draco's interest.

"Really?" He said in a seductive tone, she nodded. "Then I'll make sure I work hard to see it..." He said honestly before kissing her sweet lips, and then they carried on towards their common room.

AN/: You may have noticed by now I like the term 'Shit-eating grin' and that's because I can't think of a better way to describe them. So...this was a LONG chapter but THEY FINALLY KISSED! Tell me what you think and what you think should happen next...review! :D xx xx xx xx xx