AN1: Sorry about not updating anything in forever!! I've been really busy. I'm working on Deepest Desire and Lightning...but I don't know what I will accomplish.

Disclaimer: No guys, I don't own Harry Potter...in fact I don't even own my heart.

Note: To my luverly friend Ducky! =) Enjoy.

Hermione lay asleep, snoring softly in her four poster bed. Suddenly an owl rapped loudly on the window and she awoke with a start. She let it in and it dropped a piece of parchment on the floor and flew back the way it came.

I'm sorry if the owl woke you, but I couldn't sleep.

You should look outside. The moon is almost as pretty as you are.

DM

Hermione smiled. That was really sweet of him to say. She looked outside and saw the moon's reflection in the lake and sighed. It was absolutely breathtaking. To think that he considered her prettier than that made her heart flip. Completely awake now, Hermione grabbed her sketch book, charcoal and traipsed out to the lakeside.

Once she got outside she headed to her favorite sketching and studying spot which was believe the shady tree. She was almost finished with her outline when something dawned on her. 'How could he have seen the moon? The Slytherin common room is underground...in the dungeons!!' No sooner had she completed that thought did Draco creep up behind her and hug her around the waist while gently resting his cheek against hers. If Draco hadn't been holding on to her, Hermione would have jumped at least a foot in the air and screamed. As it was, he already made her heart race.

"Oh my gosh, you scared me so badly." He chuckled and pulled her into his lap and held her against him.

"Sorry, Love." She smiled up at him.

"It's ok. How long have you been out here?"

"For awhile." Hermione nodded, and a slight shiver accompanied it. Wordlessly Draco took off his cloak and put it over her shoulders. Carefully, Draco lowered his back to the ground and pulled Hermione down too so she was lying across him with her head on his chest.

They lay together and looked up at the moon. Softly Draco began humming a song unfamiliar to Hermione, but it lulled her to sleep nonetheless. Her breaths became steady and even so he assumed she had fallen asleep. He watched her in silence for a little bit, marveling in her beauty before he kissed her chastely on the lips before he too fell asleep.

Hours later, although it seemed to have been mere minutes to Draco, one of Hagrid's roosters crowed alerting him to the fact that it was morning. Reluctantly he shook Hermione awake. As the morning sun began to peek over the horizon, Draco lifted Hermione's petite from, still nestled in his jacket and carried her back to the castle.

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