a/n: sorry guys, I messed up the last chapter a little bit, it was supposed to be WEDNESDAY AT 11:00 instead of MONDAY AT 11:00. I apologize, again. But I am making it up by giving you a chapter like two days later. This chapter contains a little bit of fluff. I love you all!

Here's chapter 12: Kisses and Make-up

On the morning of the trip to Hogsmeade, Hermione dressed carefully. She didn't want to scare Draco off. He was turning out to be really nice and different from what she had thought in the beginning of the year.

She looked through her closet and ruffled her clothes, trying to decide. She picked up a denim mini skirt, but thought it wasn't really her style. She didn't want to pretend to be someone else She looked at bell-bottoms, shorts, and Capri's. None seemed to be just right. She finally decided on an apple-green shrug with a white top underneath and then a green knee-length flowery skirt. She straightened her hair magically so that it was right between her shoulder blades and then applied her make-up. She didn't want too much green, so she put on a light pink eye shadow and brown eye liner that made her eyes stand out. Hermione decided that she didn't want- or need - blush, so she moved onto the lip gloss. Hermione wanted to wear the same lip gloss as the one she wore when she first kissed Draco, but couldn't find it anywhere. It took her twenty-five minutes to find it, but when she did, it was almost gone. There was enough left for one swipe and she used it gratefully. She dug in her closet for her favorite pair of black ankle-boots, and her thoughts drifted to Draco. She started wondering what he was doing right now….

"BLAISE!" Draco bellowed. "You're not helping!"

The guys had been sitting on Draco's bed, looking through a pile of clothes. Blaise had just suggested, for the third time, that he just go naked. He had said that he would probably get paid to—well, you know.

"Alright, alright. If you do end up wanting—no, needing—my help, just give a shout. I'll come back, unless I'm out seducing Hermione."

"OH? And how's that going, anyways? I bet you're winning, because I haven't had sex with Weasley yet. She's hardly talked to me, a matter a fact," Draco said.

"WHAT? She said that you guys had made out already!"

"Blaise, to be quite honest, I think she likes YOU," Draco grinned.

"Why do you think that?" Blaise asked, confused.

"I think she's trying to get you jealous, actually. That's why she hasn't made out with me, but told you she has. She's hoping you'll cancel the bet and fall for her instead," He told Blaise, smirking.

"Oh my god, I was trying to do the same thing!" Blaise yelped.

"Okay, not the reaction I was expecting…" Draco muttered.

"Drake, how do you figure?"

"I know girls, man," Draco said, looking at his watch. "Oh my god! I've got to get ready! Out, out, out!" (a/n: I know, he wouldn't do that, but oh well.)

Since it was already 10 to 11, Draco had no time to take a shower, unless he wanted to be late. 'Well, Hermione's gonna be late anyways..' He thought, and jumped in. 2 minutes later, he was out and had magically dried his hair. 'I love being a wizard.' He thought, and pulled on some black jeans. He grabbed a white button-up and 'accidentally' didn't button it up all the way and you could just catch a glimpse of his tan chest. He made his hair look 'windswept' and rushed to meet Hermione. On his way there, though, he realized that he didn't know the password. He reached the fat lady and begged for her to let him in. Amazingly, she obliged, but Draco had a feeling that if he had buttoned his shirt up all the way, he'd be out here waiting forever. He walked into the common room, getting a lot of rude looks.

Hermione walked down the stairs, peeking around the corner to see if Draco had arrived yet. She saw him standing over at the edge of the common room, looking very uncomfortable and out-of-place. She gave a tiny wave, and he waved her over, looking relived. "You call these people your friends!" Draco asked. "Shh! It's only because you're a Slytherin, and these people don't know you like I do," Hermione smiled, grabbing his arm and leading him out of the room.

They starting walking to Hogsmeade, a little bit away from everyone else. Neither said much, seeing how it was November, it was a little chilly. They just wanted to get inside and talk. "W-where do you want to go first?" Hermione's teeth chattered, she had forgotten to bring her cloak. Draco, since he was the guy of the pair and had a long sleeved shirt and pants on, gave her his cloak. "Thanks," Hermione said, embarrassed. "Normally I remember to bring my cloak. I guess I was just... um… excited," She smiled.

"Uhh, how about we go to the Three Broomsticks?" Draco suggested. "I bet it's really warm in there, and I could do with a good butter beer."

"Okay, that sounds good." They started walking again, their feet crunching in the snow. Draco's fingers grazed hers and they both felt a chill, and it wasn't from the cold. Draco wondered whether she would get mad if he held her hand, but thought, 'Hey, it's worth a shot..' and grabbed it. Hermione looked up into his eyes, and she leaned up and kissed him. Amazed, Draco shut his eyes and put his arms around her waist. She pulled away, just as Draco was starting to get into it. She smiled up at him, and said, "I want to get inside first." He grinned back at her and walked inside.

"Hermione, aren't you worried about people seeing us?"

"Hey, they're going to have to get used to it," She said boldly.

"I'll go get our drinks." Draco turned and walked to the counter. Hermione smiled at his back, and walked to the back, where it was more private. Reaching her destination, she realized that the back was the place to make out. She saw a familiar face and waved. Lavender waved back, and said, "Hermione, I never thought I'd see you here! Who are you with?"

"Umm, Draco…" Hermione muttered.

"WHAT? You're here with the Slytherin god?" She screeched.

"Kinda, yeah… I'll talk to you later, Lavender."

"Alright," She winked and started kissing the boy on the couch next to her again, just as Draco came back with their drinks.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"Do you want to sit down?" Draco asked tentatively, pulling her chair out for her.

"Thanks, Draco," Hermione sipped her butter beer. Draco peered at her intently for a couple of seconds.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" Hermione asked, suddenly self conscious.

"No, I just… I've never noticed how pretty you are. In all the years I've known you, you think I would have seen..." Hermione blushed and leaned over the table. Draco stared into her eyes and then looked at her lips, realizing that she had worn the same lip gloss as she had the first time they kissed. He smiled at her, and then leaned the rest of the way, connecting their lips in the most intimate kiss ever.

A/N: Sorry for ending the chapter like that, guys. I just couldn't think of anything else to say! I really like this chapter, though, and I hope you guys do too. I've figured out how to get the romance in, and it's really starting to heat up. Yay. Oh, by the way, thanks so much for the reviews for last chapter. It was so short, and even still, I got 8 reviews! Yay! Go you guys!

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