It has been 3 days since Hermione's "payback" and that's all what Draco's been thinking of. All he could ever think about was Hermione's soft skin, it's like silk with a dash of white pearl essence, his skin brushed smoothly by her's. Her beautiful cinnamon brown eyes, a deep sea of chocolate that goes on forever, the way her eyes are shaped, the curves, the corners, all.. perfect. Eyelashes so long and soft, delicate like a rose. Her hair so shiny and it smelled good. Her soft curls framed her face and also defines every feature of hers. Her lips oh how wonderful they were, naturally shaded of course, red but pale, soft but firm, the way she smiles with it, it seems like it could go on forever. Her lips we're so supple and just delicious enough to lick, bite and eat it.

Staring at the ceiling, lying down on the floor, arms under his head continuing his daydream.

His view of Hermione went down to her uhmmmmmm breasts… he gulped at this thought and he could swear that a sweat dropped from his forehead which is odd because the Slytherin common room is really cold.

Her breasts were unlike any other he ever saw. They were BIG, not the plastic surgery big, but big enough to make em nice comforters. I guess she's the type to make em on the down low he thought.

The curves that it showed, the bounciness and perkiness it radiated. He shook his head frantically of the thought of her without wearing anything on top.

Then his eyes travelled down to her waist. Oh how her waist curved with gracefulness. It's slim and lean, his hands are perfectly fitted to grab hold of her there. Her hips were wide and curvy, he travelled his imagination to her… ehem… behind. It's full and rich, it's big and bouncy. Right now, he's cursing himself because of his hormones.

He went lower, to….. her thighs… yes thighs. Her thighs that are smooth and sexy, he wants to wrap them around his head, he smirked. Her legs, so long that they could go on forever, like there was no end to it. Everything about her is tempting, he's aware that she has spunk, spunk that could only match his.

The way she reads and the way she turns every page. From time to time she licks her fingers and bloody knows what Draco's been thinking. The way she smiles when she reads something, Eyes that'll light up when she finds a new book.

Just thinking about it makes him smile…. But why? She's just a mudblood…. That's very hot and probably she's the one that could only make him change, smiling out of nowhere, daydreaming from time to time….

BANG

"NEWS! NEWS! HUFFLEPUFF HEIR HAS A CRUSH ON THE GRYFFINDOR PRINCESS! DATING? HOT NEW COUPLE?" a fellow Slytherin shouted, everyone was wide eyed.

"Who knew?"

"Well, she is kinda hot for… a muggle-born"

"Nasty!"

"Is that boy out of his mind?"

Slytherins gossiped and murmured, it made Draco furious (furious is an understatement) he didn't know why, but his angry and frustrated. Everytime that Smith kid is the topic he's always so mad. Finally he reached his boiling point.

"EVERYONE, SHUT THE FUCK UP" Draco shouted as he stood from where he was lying.

Everyone looked at him both scared and confused they know that they have to follow his orders or else….

"WAISTING YOUR TIME TALKING ABOUT THAT SORRY EXCUSE FOR A MAN! AND THAT, THAT, THAT…. MUDBLOOD! HOW STUPID CAN YOU ALL GET?" Draco shouted more. He stormed off the Slytherin common room and went to the Room of Requirement.

Blaise was sitting near him still the Slytherins were shocked and scared. Blaise merrily said "Boy, he got it bad….he's fallen bad.." he smiled.

Draco banged the door behind him, flopping down the floor he sat, huffing and gasping. He never acted like that before. Running his fingers through his hair, scrunched up brows. He thought carefully and as the facts came together his eyes narrowed, wide and shocked. He didn't know what to do.

He thought and thought and finally a box popped out. It was no ordinary box, it was red and velvety. He opened it with curiosity. He saw a piece parchment, he unrolled it and it said

"You stupid bloody idiot, OBVIOUSLY you're in love with the girl!"

He crumpled and threw the parchment away from him, he pushed the box away.

After a minute or so, the box shaked and shaked. Out of irritation, the box made quite a ruckus. Draco opened it again he unrolled another piece of parchment and it said

"Denying your feelings,ae? JUST ADMIT THAT YOU FANCY THE GIRL! YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A MALFOY!"

His eyes grew wider than before, how did the box know his name? He scooted away from it, closed his eyes and when he opened it, a mirror appeared.

He took slow steps towards it. He saw his reflection but wait…. There's another one… a girl with long brown curly hair. It was Hermione kissing him on the cheeks and hugging him. Hermione whispering "I Love You"

He sighed with defeat, he bowed his head and smiled a bit but he didn't know what to do….

He FINALLY realized that he…Draco Lucius Malfoy IS DEFINITELY POSITIVELY in love with Hermione Jean Granger.