A/N: Hey..I know this is up kinda quick but I might be busy the next week, so I wanted to get a chapter up, forgive me if it isn't that good!

Chapter Seven: The Truth

Previously on Behind the Facade:

"I didn't think you'd be a loud one, Granger." Draco smirked as he whispered in her ear.

Hermione growled. "Would you just bloody shut up and kiss me?" she said exasperatedly, rolling her eyes.

Draco smirked triumphantly. "Why, I'd love to." And he devoured her lips once more.

Their night was perfect. But morning had to come and ruin it all.

Before Draco could even open his eyes the next morning, he knew that there was something different. It was quiet- too quiet. Unlike his usual mornings, he felt content – and, dare he say – happy. Shifting his body slightly, he felt a slight difference in his mattress. Then it all hit him, like a hex – Hermione.

Draco's eyes shot open and it took him a moment to adjust his vision to the light streaming in from his curtains. His eyes landed on Hermione, sleeping soundly beside him. Her bare back was facing him, and he couldn't help but notice that his thin white sheets barely covered her naked body. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Last night's events came flooding back into his mind, and he gulped loudly. "Oh shit." He whispered.

Draco watched her body rise and fall, in correlation to her breathing. Her soft skin shined in the sunlight, and her hair glistened – despite its messy state. She was absolutely beautiful, and he found himself wishing that he could spend forever watching her sleep. Regrettably, Draco placed a hand on her shoulder and shook her body slightly. "Hermione," He said, his voice cracking. "Hermione, wake up."

On the other side of the bed, Hermione frowned as she felt someone shake her awake. An annoyed sound escaped her mouth and she rolled over to the other side of her body. Draco sucked in a breath as Hermione now faced him. Her breast, were exposed due to the sheets falling around her stomach, and her face drew perfection. He found himself fighting the urge to run his hands up and down her skin while kissing down her neck, shoulders chest… he quickly shook his head, getting rid of his fantasies.

"Hermione, wake up." Draco said louder, carefully shaking her awake. "Hermione, you're in my bed and we're both naked." He whispered in her ear. Before he knew it, his hands flew to his head as he felt a rush of pain sweep to the left side of his brain. "What the hell!" he exclaimed loudly, backing away from the surprised brunette on the edge of his bed.

Hermione sat on the corner of his large bed, wide-eyed. "Malfoy, what did we do last night?" she asked him fearfully. "Please tell me we didn't have sex."

"We didn't have sex." Draco muttered, still partially annoyed that she had physically hurt him.

She eyed him carefully. "Are you lying?" Hermione asked slowly.

"Oh, I don't know Granger." Draco said, shoving the sheets off his body and strutting out of bed. "We both woke up together – naked. Last thing I remember last night is you shushing me up with," Playfully, Draco walked closer to Hermione – stopping when his face was centimeters away from hers. "This." He planted his lips on hers, and pulled back immediately. A slight chaste kiss, but he knew it would drive her insane.

By the time Draco stood up straight as he pulled on his boxers, Hermione was sitting on his bed – seething. "Cover yourself up, Granger." Draco laughed, throwing the closest piece of clothing towards her.

Hermione walked out of his room wearing an over sized button up white T-Shirt of Draco's.

Draco came out wearing only his boxers and he sat down on the couch, he picked up a random book sitting in front of him.

"How can you be so calm about it?" Hermione asked him quickly.

He started at her, bewildered at her outburst. "Excuse me?" Draco questioned, putting his book down. "What are you on about now, Granger?"

She rolled her eyes. "What do you meant, 'what am I on about?'. We just had sex last night!" Hermione shouted.

"Say it louder; I don't think the Weasley's heard you all the way over at the Burrow." Draco said, nonchalantly.

Once more, Hermione rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Don't give me that crap, Malfoy. We just had sex, and you're acting so calm about it! It's as if this is some normal routine for you."

He shrugged. "What do you suppose we do about it then?" Draco questioned. "Would you like to talk about it; is that what you want to do?"

"I'd like to know why we had sex, Malfoy." Hermione snapped, glaring at him.

"Well, Granger." Draco began. "You see, when a man and a woman are together and feel some sort of attraction for each other – there's a slight chance that they start feeling, what's the word, turned on. Now if they're… turned on enough, then it eventually-"

"Don't get smart with me." Hermione snapped angrily. "I know why people have sex, Malfoy. What I'm asking is, why did WE have sex?"

He paused before answering. "Well, like I said. When people feel some sort of attraction for -"

She blinked, surprised. "So you're saying you feel some sort of attraction for me?" Hermione asked him, cutting him off for the second time, remembering what Lani said to her the other day.

"What?" Draco asked, his mind not registering what Hermione had just said.

She rolled her eyes. "You heard me."

He shook his head. "No, I don't believe that I did."

"You just said that you're attracted to me." Hermione replied, her tone sounded slightly amused.

Draco stared at her. "No I didn't." His heart began pounding wildly in his chest. 'Had I really said that?' he mentally questioned himself.

"Yes you did. You said 'when a man and a woman feel some sort of attraction for one another then they have sex'." Hermione replied. She sat there, staring at him wide-eyed.

"That doesn't mean I'm attracted to you, Granger." He replied quickly, dropping his gaze and turning his eyes back to his book. "Get a hold of yourself." Draco felt his face flush with heat, and he silently hoped to himself that Hermione would not notice.

Hermione laughed loudly. "What is that on your cheeks, Malfoy?" she asked. "Oh don't tell me, Draco Malfoy is blushing?" Hermione laughed loudly, throwing her head back in amusement. "Oh this is amazing. You're so cute, Malfoy. I didn't know you could blush."

He glowered at her. "It is not cute." Draco muttered angrily under his breath.

Clearly embarrassed, Draco sat, quietly picking his book back up, without lifting his eyes from it. Hermione followed suit, sitting across from him, except she took short glances at Draco every once in a while, causing a smile to form on her face. Once she had finished thinking, she cleared her throat and stood up, remembering the point of their previous conversation. "Do you remember the rules of our predicament?" she asked him, breaking the silence.

"I can't talk, Granger, I'm reading."

Hermione smirked and grabbed the book out of his hands, turning it right side up and placed it back in his hands.

"We agreed that there would be no kind of physical contact." Hermione stated.

Draco shook his head, glancing up at her, "You never said anything about that, Granger."

"Well, if I did or didn't say it, it still should have already been noted!" She complained.

Hermione's head jolted towards the door as she heard a knock. She walked over to the portrait door.

"Ginny! Uh, hi, what are you doing here?" She asked.

"I was coming to check up on you, because you weren't at breakfast," She explained.

Ginny looked over at Draco on the couch, who was wearing just his boxers. She looked up at Hermione, letting all the pieces click together in her mind.

"Hermione, could I talk to you for a minute, please," She said, not giving Hermione any time to answer. She pulled her outside into the hallway, making sure the portrait door was closed before she screamed her head off at Hermione.

"Hermione, you had sex with him didn't you!" She yelled at her friend.

"Couldn't we have just gone into my room instead of out in the hallway where everyone can hear us?" Hermione asked.

"No one goes in this part of the castle, and stop avoiding the question. Did you or did you not have sex with Draco Malfoy?"

Hermione looked down, "Yes, I did, but it-"

A small gasp came behind them.

"You slept with the handsome blonde?" Lani asked.

"Yes, Lani, but as I was saying it didn't mean anything. I don't even remember what happened, all I remember was Malfoy was teaching me legilimency, then he woke me up and told me that we were naked and in his bedroom."

"I told you he cared about you." Lani smirked, ignoring her explanation.

"Not now, Lani," Hermione said, sternly.

"Fine," Lani said, pushing herself off the rock into the water, "but remember what I said."

"Look, Mione, if you have feeling for Malfoy that-" Ginny started.

"I don't have feelings for, Malfoy! It was just a mistake, it didn't mean anything." She told her.

"Alright, but I don't want you to get hurt, Mione."

"Please, Ginny, you don't have to worry that. I am not going to fall in love with Draco Malfoy," She assured her.

"Ok, Harry and Ron say 'hello'. I'll see you later."

Hermione sighed and opened up the portrait door. Draco was still sitting in the same spot, he stood up, walking towards her making Hermione back up against the door.

As always, at close quarters she couldn't help noticing how attractive he was. It was incredibly distracting. His mouth twitched expressively, and for some reason it just made her want to slip a hand behind his neck and pull his lips to hers.

"What?" he whispered.

She felt her cheeks redden.

"Nothing,"

'I'm one of those people who talks and thinks a lot about being bold and forthright, but is pretty poor at actually acting that way. Reaching out and grabbing what I want is not something I do when it's the last chocolate bar at the news stand, never mind when it's a guy I like.' Hermione thought, 'What am I thinking I don't like him, I can't'

Draco looked at her, and that mouth twitched again into something that was almost a smile.

It was her turn to whisper "What?"

He shook his head, then unexpectedly pulled Hermione closer - something she wouldn't have considered possible - and tilted his head to kiss her.

He pressed her closer. She smelled like sunshine, apples, and grass after the rain. Her body was soft and pliant and it fit against his as if it belonged there. Just holding Hermione in his arms made his groin tighten with want. It made his heart burst with a feeling unknown and his brain explode into a million little stars. He probably wasn't worthy of her, but he wanted her anyway, and being the spoiled person that he was, he always got what he wanted.

Draco Malfoy was in love with Hermione Granger.

Hope you liked it, I will see if I can get the next chappie up by the end of the next week. Love you guys and gals, please read and review.

SillySlytherin