Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Author's Greeting: There isn't much to say because I am writing this right after I wrote chapter 17. Can you believe it? 2 chapters at once! Wow. I just couldn't wait to write this next part. You know, I'm getting really excited about the holiday season. Thanksgiving and Christmas and New Year's. New Year's is my favorite holiday. It's so refreshing and exciting. But the whole big trio is great. And I get to go home as well. I never thought I would say this but I am actually looking forward to seeing my hometown. haha. Ok, here is...chapter 18.
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When they got to the workroom, Draco lighted a fire in the grate. Heat began to swirl around the room.
Still silence. Hermione's heart started to pound. Draco's blood began to rush.
"I'm surprised there was no one running around to report." Hermione said, attempting conversation. She needed something to distract her. Noise. She needed sound.
Why was her heart pounding? Was it Draco? That guy just a few feet away with the blonde hair?
I already have a loving boyfriend. Why am I looking around? I am content...No...you're not content. Far from it. You need someone to hold you. Someone to love you. You need love badly.
As Hermione thought these words, a knot in her stomach formed. It wasn't anxiety, it was need. The need for love and affection in the deepest part of her. All of a
sudden, she felt a powerful attraction to Draco. Could he satisfy that craving? Could he stop that gnawing feeling inside of her? Could he? Suddenly, Hermione
felt a strong, powerful, longing to just be held. She needed to be held and loved. And when someone needs to be held and loved that bad, they start to lose some of
their inhibitions.
Draco was standing a few feet away from Hermione. His blood was rushing. He didn't know why, but he felt something about Hermione. He could almost feel a
heat radiating from her. It was going to start making him radiate heat in a few seconds. He didn't know why but he felt an urge to take her in his arms. He looked up.
Hermione seemed deep in thought. What was she thinking about?
He walked over to her. She looked up at him. Was that longing in her eyes? Something unfulfilled?
Hermione stared up at Draco who was staring down at her. This moment was intense, highly charged. There was something in the air so present you could almost
taste it.
And they moved in and finally, finally, their lips met. It was an explosion of passion for Hermione. She felt so many things at once. But the predominant feeling was
intense, overwhelming, rushing passion. It felt like something was rushing through her very fast. This was at once a release and a need being fulfilled. She wrapped
her arms around his beautiful neck. She didn't want to let go at all.
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Wow. That was a great kiss don't you think? I was typing away so fast. I listened to Lady Willpower the whole time I was typing it. Really puts me in the mood. I'm feeling so romantic right now. I just want to cozy up with a good romantic movie and a blanket. Ahhhhh...
Also, you know, I put a lot of myself into that. What I would expect from that right person in a situation like that. Hermione in this story is actually a lot like me. They always say about first stories is that the author puts a lot of themselves into it. Well, that is true. Anyway, continue with the romantic mood. ahhh..yeah.