Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Just the plot and events in this fanfiction.

Draco:

Draco turned on the spot after seeing Hermione had apparated, and heads back for the elevator and goes up to the 5th floor to find Oliver Wood. He succeeds in finding him as Wood is waiting near the elevator. Draco doesn't get out and waits for Wood to get in.

"So Wood, what did you see earlier?" he said as he handed Wood a wad of money.

"Don't worry Malfoy; your business is your business." He replied as her accepted the money.

"Good, I'm glad. Well see you around."

Draco got off the elevator as it stopped at the ground floor, as did Oliver, and they went their separate ways.

Hermione:

Hermione walked into her house and sat down on the sofa contemplating the events of the day. How could she have been so stupid? In such a public place! She doesn't have long to think as Ron apparated in front of her. She noticed quickly that he was in a foul mood.

"What's up Ron?" she asked.

"Nothing." He replied bluntly.

She carried on trying to make conversation with him about his day and all he did was grunt in response. She asked again if everything was okay, and he flipped out at her.

"Why does something have to be wrong? Nothing is wrong! I just don't want to talk to you! Just because all you want to do is talk about your feelings and you're always upset doesn't mean that I want to or I am! So just get off my case!" He shouted.

He walked out of the house and slammed the door behind him. Hermione tried to hold back the tears a little longer, but she couldn't hold them anymore as they spilled over and she broke down. Ron didn't come home, and she cried herself to sleep.

She woke up the next day and Ron was sprawled out on the sofa. She quickly gets ready for work and leaves before Ron can wake up and shout at her again. Once she gets to her office she sits in her chair and starts thinking about what Ron had said yesterday. She doesn't understand why he said all those things. All she ever did was try and be the best wife she can be. She put up with him all the time when he did things wrong, didn't help with the kids or made a mess and didn't clear up. She would suffer in silence and just get on with it for an easy life. She broke down again, and started crying uncontrollably. She didn't even notice as Draco walked into her office until his arms were around her, cradling her and stroking her hair.

"What's up princess?" He asked her.

"Everything." She responded through sobs.

She leant up and kissed him on the lips, then started undoing his trousers. He stopped her before she could undo the button.

"Not like this honey, I don't want you to regret it,"

"I won't." She promised.

"Tell you what, I'll book us a hotel for tonight, and we can talk about everything. Away from here."

"Okay, I'll have to owl Ron and tell him I'm going away on an emergency project. You should do the same for Pansy. Not that Ron will care." She said as a stray tear rolled down her cheek.

"No more tears Hermione. He's not worth them." Draco told her as he wiped away the tear with his thumb.

She half smiled at him as he told her he'd sort everything out and meet her outside her office at 6 o' clock. At lunch, she went home to grab an overnight bag with some spare clothes etc. in. The day dragged by after that and she felt like it had been days when finally she saw Draco standing outside her office with a bag slung over her shoulder.

"Hey princess." he said whilst he smiled at her.

She grabbed her bag and coat and they walked down to the elevator then out of the building together. She grabbed his hand as they apparated to the hotel. She had no idea where they were going.

They arrived at a muggle seaside, she wasn't sure which one. She'd never been here before. Draco took her bag off of her and led her to a B&B close to where they stood. He explained to her that he decided on a B&B instead because it would be more personal, and that he had brought her here so that they wouldn't know anyone around. After they dropped their bags off in their room, Draco took her hand and led her to the pier. It was starting to get dark, and the first of the stars were making an appearance. They walked together hand in hand down the pier for an hour or so, until Hermione's stomach growled Draco suggested going back to the B&B for a meal.

"But I want to stay here, walking with you. It's perfect; I haven't laughed and smiled this much in too long. My cheeks hurt from it all." She protested as her stomach rumbled again.

They apparated back to the step of the B&B, and walked inside. They ordered their meals from the front desk and took a seat at one of the tables in the dining room.

Once they had finished their meal, they walked back up to the room and sat on the bed.

"Thank you Draco. Tonight has been perfect." She told him as she leant over to kiss him.

"That's okay Hermione; I could tell you needed it." He paused before he continued with what he was about to say. "So are you going to tell me what happened to make you so upset?"

She looked up at him and nodded slowly, then began to tell him all about what Ron had said last night. He looked shocked as he took it all in. She tried holding back the tears again, but yet again failed as they began to fall down her cheeks rapidly. He held her close as she cried.

"He really isn't worth all of this pain, princess. I wish you could see that. He's just a weasel and he's never been able to see how amazing you are." Draco told her before leaning down to wipe away her tears then kissing each cheek softly before kissing her lips. "Remember all those times in the library when you used to get furious with him for being with Lavender Brown? You shouldn't have been worrying about him then and you shouldn't now."

"I know, I wish I was stronger. I just can't help it." She replied, with tears still rolling down her cheeks.

He pulled her closer and laid back on the bed. Hermione could feel her eyelids getting heavy and began to drift off to sleep.

Draco:

It wasn't long before he could hear her soft snoring as she lay next to him in the bed, and he decided to get some sleep himself.

'He was standing in the astronomy tower, with Bellatrix and Fenrir behind him. It was him having to kill Dumbledore all over again, but this time instead of the grey old man standing before him it was Hermione. He didn't have control over his wand. Snape was there controlling it for him.

"Avada Kedavra"

The green spark came out of his wand, even though he wasn't the one to say the words, and it hit Hermione square in the chest.'

He woke with a start and sat up, drenched in sweat. Hermione moved beside him and put an arm round him.

"What's the matter Draco?" She asked groggily.

"Just a nightmare. Don't worry." He answered.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No I'm okay." He said bluntly.

"Please, Draco. You were there for me; I want to be there for you."

"I didn't want to do it, any of it. I thought it was what I was supposed to do." He pleaded.

She nodded as if she understood.

"I know." She muttered.

"I wish that I could have stood up to my father. Maybe if I had of, I would have never had to of run away from you. The times with you in the library kept me sane, and when I had to give that up, it almost killed me. I know that you probably didn't feel the same because you were pining over Weasley, but I just thought you should know."

She stopped him from talking by straddling him and kissing him roughly. He started to undo her shirt and kissed her anywhere he could see bare skin. She pulled his shirt off and moved onto his trousers as he lifted himself up to help her pull them off. He then pulled her skirt off. They carried on kissing passionately for a few minutes, until Hermione stood up and took off her underwear. Draco did the same, and then pulled her close again. He pulled her onto himself as he heard her let out a small moan.

"I remember when I first noticed you properly." He whispered to her. "It was when you punched me in the face."

They both laughed at the memory.

"I first noticed you properly in first year during the flying lesson where you stole Neville's rememberall." She told him.

"Ah yes, I remember all the innuendos in that lesson. Mount it, grip it tight, hover for a while then come back down."

Hermione copied what he said with her body. Draco responded with a small groan, and began to thrust into her. He rolled over, and rolled her over with him so that he was on top. He didn't thrust to forcefully this time. He wanted to savour this moment. This time it wasn't a fuck in a storeroom or on a desk. They were making love in a bed, and he loved it. It was in this moment as he looked into Hermione's eyes, that he realised he was completely in love with Hermione Granger.

When they had both reached their climax, he kissed her before lying down next to her and pulling her into his arms.

"Night, princess." He whispered.

"Goodnight." She whispered back sleepily as she fell back to sleep.

He fell asleep not long after.

Hermione:

She awoke to an owl at the window and walked over to let it in whilst rubbing her eyes.

'Ginny has been in an accident. We are at St Mungos. Come quickly please, it's serious. Harry x'