A/N : Firstly, thank you all who reviewed the previous chapter. I can't tell you how much I love you!Secondly, this is the chapter where the actual Dramione begins! I hope you enjoy!And yea...Listen to 'The way you look tonight'. It's a lovely song and I love Sinatra!

Disclaimer : Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. neither does Draco Malfoy...:'(

She felt a sudden wave of warmth go through her as he took her hand and led her to the dance floor. His right hand rested at the small of her back and the left was still clasped in hers. She hesitated slightly, then placed her left hand on his shoulder. He pulled her closer, so all she could see were his grey eyes that were no longer steel hard but instead pools of melted silver. He steered her across the dance floor, both of them swaying gently as Sinatra's soothing voice played in the background.

Suddenly he leant forward so that his breath tickled her skin. Her breath caught and her heart sped .Her state must have been evident to him because he smirked his Slytherin smirk and whispered in her ear 'Hope you're having fun,Granger'.

He drew back and looked into her eyes. Hazel, with streaks of gold, they were beautiful and so unlike his cold grey ones. Her cheeks were flushed, partly due to the butterbeer and partly due to his proximity. She was so beautiful hidden beneath layers of the Hogwarts uniform and heavy books and that beauty was unraveled tonight for him. For once, he didn't need to think of anyone else before doing what he wanted. His housemates were all in their dormitories and the Great Hall was absolutely devoid of anyone who knew them both, except for the professors.

The song once again spoke perfectly about his state of mind.

Someday, when I'm awfully low,

when the world is cold

I will feel the glow just thinking of you

and the way you look tonight.

Yes, you're lovely

with your smile so warm

and your cheeks so soft,

there is nothing for me

but to love you

and the way you look tonight.

She relaxed after a while and even rested her tired head against his chest so that he could smell her ,she was driving him tiny gestures from her part had him begging for more so he let his hand slip from her back to her waist and pulled her closer into his embrace. She said nothing, only sighing in contentment. A swirl of emotions was going through him at the . He had dated so many pure blood slytherin girls and yet he had never felt his head swim or his heart speeding at the sight of them or even their hugs and kisses. What was it that made this particular girl so special? It didn't bother him that he had no answer. He breathed in her perfume, allowing it to overwhelm it in the most pleasant way ever known to him.

They danced in slow motion till Dumbledore finally announced that it was time for the students to go to bed.

She pulled away from him but his hand instead of leaving hers, grasped it more tightly. She looked at him in confusion so he sighed and said 'I don't let girls walk home drunk Granger so you'd better let me escort you to the Gryffindor tower.'

She didn't protest so he walked with her, their intertwined hands in between them.

Her heart was beating so wildly in her ribcage that she was afraid he might hear it thudding. Draco Malfoy, the git whose only objective was to make her life living hell had his fingers entwined with hers! He had asked her to dance with him and had practically hugged her! And now he was making sure she reached the Gryffindor tower safely!What in Merlin's name was the world coming to?!

He stopped when they reached the base of the tower. 'So this is where I say Good Night I suppose..', he muttered, turning to her. His gaze bored into hers, waiting for her to say something. It made her feel very uncomfortable, like he was trying to see into her very soul. 'So, good night then and thanks for the dance', she said hastily tearing her gaze away from his. She tried to hurry away to the steps when he pulled her hand and swung her towards leant in and she gulped, knowing what he was about to do. Her eyes shut of their own accord and she felt a pair of very soft lips brush her cheek and a whisper...

'Good night Granger' he said before walking off.

Author's note : Wow...I loved that..I'd say our ferret is a born romantic, wouldn't you? Well, if it was me in Hermione's place I'd have melted right into his arms! Just saying...:P

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