Chapter 5; Mutual Feelings.
On the other side of the wall, Draco had no idea that Hermione was having trouble sleeping too. Was he actually being serious or was this all a joke to humiliate her? Why would he sneak into her room to watch her sleep in the middle of the room if it was just a joke, though? Hermione rolled over and over, tossed and turned, trying with no success to clear her head and slip into a dreamless slumber. The main question still lingered in the air, did she like him back? Of course she didn't! He's been her enemy for the past few years and that is how it's always going to be! Does it have to be like this, though?
Hermione sat up as the shocking truth hit her. She was falling for Draco Malfoy. She leaped out of bed and ran to his room; tried the door handle, it was locked. No problem! She whipped out her wand and murmured Alohomora. The door swung open with an ominous creak and she jumped onto Draco's bed. She flinched as he gave a loud bellow- "CHRIST GRANGER, WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, GIVE ME A BLOODY HEART ATTACK?"
"I'm sorry," Hermione said breathlessly, "but I like you too. I've fallen for you, Draco Malfoy, whether you like it or not." Draco stared at her.
"Of course I like it! I've been waiting for this moment for years!" he yelled triumphantly. He could not believe his ears; had she really just said that she liked him back?
"I guess it's all good then," she grinned at him. Smiling devilishly at her, he leaned in for a kiss. "Wait," Hermione said, her lips inches from his. "What is it Hermione?" Draco breathed. Her name was like sweet candy on his tongue.
"I'm still with Ron, I have to break up with him before we do anything, I can't hurt him like this," she whispered, backing away. "Goodnight Draco."
"I don't want to say goodnight just yet, stay with me for a little while," he begged her silently. She laughed and lay down, her head on his chest.
"I'm so sorry for any pain I've ever caused you Hermione, it was just my way of dealing with my feelings," Draco began, but Hermione stopped him with a finger on his lips.
"I have been just as bad so I'm sorry. Now let's forget about it, okay?"
"Okay," he agreed happily. They lay there silently, just listening to the thud of each other's heartbeats, when finally Hermione said, "I really better go now Draco, I'm so tired, I'll never be up in the morning!" She sat up, rubbing her eyes.
"Okay my love," he said, smiling gently. She returned the smile.
"Goodnight Draco. Sweet dreams," she said with a cheeky cock of her head.
"Goodnight," he whispered back, his heart swelling within his chest. With a grin that was so large, it threatened to split his mouth in half, he drifted off to sleep, dreaming about Hermione Granger.