So it took me FOREVER to update but i did finally! so this is a pre-finals celebration! enjoy! and please, do review :) - FlamingRose

She walked into class and sat down. She stared at Draco's desk, not caring who saw her do so. She missed him so much. She wished she could've written to him over the Christmas break, but of course it would be unacceptable. She missed him so much it hurt.

He walked into potions and saw her at her desk. He wanted to touch her shoulder and tell her he was fool, he wanted her back in his life as more than a friend. He wanted to tell her so many things, but he refrained from doing so. He had to do this carefully.

"Hermione," he said as he sat down.

"Draco," she responded. He smiled. He forgot how much he loved the sound of her voice. If it was possible, it sounded better every time he heard it.

"How are you this afternoon?" he asked her.

"Fine thank you," she said formally. Professor Slughorn walked in at that moment, not looking well. He wrote an old potion they had worked on a week ago on the board and coughed into his arm.

"Review today," he said in a strained voice, "gather with your lab partners." Hermione set up her cauldron as Draco came to sit next to her. They had been assigned these partners when school started and it was really the only time they were able to speak freely, just not loudly.

They worked in a tense silence until she spoke out.

"Thank you," she said, "for the flower. It was- it was gorgeous." She said.

"You're welcome," he said shyly, "did you like it?" She turned to face him.

"I loved it! How did you master such a complex charm? It's one of those things that is just so beautiful it makes you want to cry." She blushed and closed her mouth before she said anymore. She wouldn't tell him she did cry for most of the night. She turned back to her cauldron.

"Well," she said demurely, "it was beautiful." He smiled.

"I'm so glad you liked it," he said. He turned his attention to the roots he was chopping, but not for long.

"So, about when you saw me with Pansy-"

"Please, Draco," She said, hurt as the memories flooded back, "don't mention it."

"But I have to."

"No, you don't. Really."

"Yes, I do."

"Look, I get it,"

"No you don't Hermione."

"I do. You don't like getting serious with a girl. I get that."

"Would you let me finish?" he said irritated that she couldn't shut up for a second. She went silent and waited for him to continue.

"Okay, Look. I was just hurt is all." She looked at him questioningly. He continued.

"It's just that you kissed me. And when you said it didn't mean anything…" he trailed off. He was sounding stupid. He could tell by the odd way she looked at him, her eyebrows raised and staring at him in a strange manner.

"You wanted it to mean something?" she asked in disbelief. He looked at her. Well he didn't expect that sentence to come out of her mouth.

"I guess so," He said looking down and focusing intently on chopping the roots in front of him.

"Why?"He abandoned his task in exasperation. Was she kidding? She couldn't tell? My God. She was thicker than he thought.

"Because I have feelings for you!" he whispered to her intensely. He closed his mouth in a hurry and his eyes widened. He said it. He actually said it. Oh God. Now he had to hear her reject him. Oh God Oh God Oh God.

Her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth dropped open. He said what?

"There. I said it." He said awkwardly. She closed her mouth. So he had said that.

"Well," she said after what he thought to be an agonizingly long time, "I guess it kind of did mean something to me too." He looked up at her. She was serious. Yes! He smiled and she let a small smile cross her lips only for it to grow into a full blown smile; teeth, full lips, and laughter. She checked herself as Gryffindors and Slytherins began to stare at her as if she had been cursed or some odd potion had made its way into her system. They dropped their hands to their laps as they looked down and into the cauldron. She looked up at him as she felt his fingers curl around hers. He gave her a small smile only she could notice was there and they continued with their potions, occasionally stealing a held hand between steps.

Once she left the room she headed for the library. She took a book off the shelf and opened it to the first page. A piece of parchment appeared bookmarking her spot. It read: Date? Next Hogsmeade visit? She looked around for the culprit only to take a glimpse of a grey eye peeking out at her from the other side of the shelf. She smiled and nodded. As the boy on the other side stood up straight she could see his mouth in the form of a smile.

I Hope you liked it! remember, reviews are like cookies and chocolate frogs: always appreciated and always craved :D