This drabble is dedicated to:

zzzooe: thanks for my first review and for the Dramione idea :D

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-My First Kiss-

Hermione:

My first kiss went a little like this:

I was 14, in my 4th year at Hogwarts.

Three days ago, Viktor Krum, the sexy famous seeker, asked me, bookworm know-it-all Hermione Granger to the Yule Ball. I said yes, he kissed the top of my hand, and said we'd see each other soon. I was frozen in that spot of the library for a full five minutes before I ran off to tell Ginny the whole thing.

For the next three days, I've sat, studying of course, as close to that spot as possible. Every few seconds I was there, I looked up to that spot and relived the moment. I was literally on Cloud 9.

"What are you thinking so hard about?" I jumped in shock, my heart pounding. He chuckled at my surprise and sat on the table next to me. I leaned back, taking in his strong form and sparkling eyes with a look of disgust on my face.

"So, Hermione" he drawled "Would you like to go to the Yule Ball with me?" I stared in surprise, then smirked.

"In your dreams, Malfoy." I said. He leaned towards me, getting way too close; I got up and took a step back. He stood and slowly walked toward me, like a predator stalking his prey. For every step he took forward, I took one back, until the middle of my back was against the edge of a table. He smirked when his body was flush against mine, my chest heaving.

"Yes in my dreams, and soon, my reality." His smirk grew.

:You're a pig, Malfoy." I said, a small smirk on my face; he looked impressed.

"You know you love it" he said, his face inching closer to mine "I love it when you talk dirty." he whispered, lips ghosting over mine. My self-control snapped and his lips were on mine.

He was rough, passionate. I was sure my lips were going to be bruised. I knotted my hands in his blonde hair, pulling him closer. He smiled against my lips.

"So, is that a yes?" he whispered. I nodded my head, my gaze on his lips. He chuckled, brushed a piece of hair behind my ear and walked away.

That was the day I got a new favorite spot of the library.

And the next day was the day I broke Quidditch star, Viktor Krum's heart for Draco Malfoy.