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An Unquestionable Kiss

I had been sleeping for nearly three days at a hotel in Diagon Alley. My phone never stopped ringing, of course, it was either my mother or Astoria. I pensively stroked the stub growing on my chin and I could smell alcohol on my breath, I watched each call show on my phone but never reacted. Until one specific name popped onto the screen.

Incoming call: Hermione Granger

My eyes widened and my hand grabbed for the device, I took a breath and answered.
"Draco?" Her voice worriedly became clearer.

"Hi Granger." I choked on the words, running my hand over my face and leaned into the chair.

"Where are you? I'm coming, just tell me where I go." Her voice was rushed and sounded strained.

"Trust me, you don't want to come near me." I laughed, finding my own stupid joke funny.

"Look, I will bring you some clothes and some things. Just tell me where."

It took her ten minutes and she appeared in my hotel room in Diagon Alley. Grey bags sat under her strained eyes, her skin more pale than it usually was, her hair seemed dull and lost its usual bounce and glow.

As soon as she saw me, she ran and hugged me. I didn't want to let her go, her warmth comforted me. Her touch soothed my thoughts and an instant smile appeared on my face, I could definitely see Hermione wasn't happy.

"Draco, where have you been?" she whispered in my ear, her voice trembled but I knew it wasn't because of me.

"Here, taking a break. Are you okay Hermione?" I asked cautiously, not wanting an aggressive response from her.

"Yeah, it's just Ron…" she trailed off. Tiny droplets of water formed in her chocolate eyes, slightly smudging her eyeliner.

"What did he do?" I felt my voice becoming defensive and aggressive – I knew I shouldn't be getting involved but then again, she was getting involved with Astoria and I.

"Oh, you know. He just gets a tad too jealous sometimes." Hermione tried to break a half-smile and laughed as she wiped away her tears.

My hand lifted to meet her wet cheeks, my thumb glided over each droplet and met behind her neck. Her eyes gazed up towards me and met mine. Her tiny hands traced my back muscles and locked around my waist. And soon, my lips met hers.

Her kiss was anxious and soon was non-existent. She pulled away quickly and turned beet red.

"What the hell are you doing, Draco?" Hermione shrieked as she threw her hands into the air.

"Kissing you." I smirked and inched forward. The alcohol obviously giving me too much confidence.

"Draco!" her hand swooping across my face with a smack, "You can't just kiss me! I'm Ron's girlfriend, you drunken fool!"

I was taken aback by her words, and inched backwards, running my hands through my scruffy hair. She stood defensively by the wall – tears, anger, a look of affection all meshed into one confused expression across her face.

"I thought that's what you wanted, why you came here." I explained unsurely, it was difficult to tell what exactly was running through her mind.

"No! I wanted to make sure that you were okay." Her voice croaked, her hand met her mouth and then her eyes where she once more wiped away her confused tears.

"Hermione, I-I-I don't know h-h-how to explain it t-t-to you…" I stuttered, confusion overhauled my voice which made me even more frustrated with myself. She stood with her arms crossed, waiting for my explanation.

"I feel like I have known you, like I do know you. Like I loved well, love you. Like our souls are intertwined and we are connected." Her expression was unreadable. Finally, she scoffed in disgust.

"What the hell are you smoking? You're drunk and pathetic! I love Ron, you can't just run around saying that you love people, Malfoy!" Hermione shouted angrily, her brow furrowed and twisted with confusion and anger. A light feeling came inside me as if I was floating on a cloud and I no longer had control over my body.

"I remember asking you to the Yule Ball. It wasn't it a dream Hermione," I inched towards her and as I did she slowly backed away, "At first you asked me why and I was in Hogwarts. I didn't go to Durmstrang, it's as if I was in love with you in another life, Hermione."

"Leave me alone, you psychotic bastard." She grabbed her keys and left the room. I stood, staring at the door. I am not psychotic, it was real, I know it.