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Draco blinked. What just happened? He looked around the room and saw blackness. He felt the spot beside him; there was no one there. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Why would he dream something like that? What kind of sick thing was happening to his mind? He would blame it on being a boy just like the other naughty dreams he would have of girls in the school, but this wasn't even dirty. This was… emotional. Was he even capable of feeling emotion? Stupid mudblood.

He sat up and bunched the sheets in his fists. He was extremely frustrated. At himself, and at her. She made him feel so odd, the insane headaches, this weird emotional crap. Suddenly his thoughts were cut short when he heard a knocking at his door.

"Who is it?" he boomed. Then rolled his eyes at himself, only two people live here moron, who do you think it is. However There was no response, but he heard the floor creak with uncertain leaning on the other side.

"H-Hermione" she stuttered on the other side.

"What do you want?" he asked, his heart skipping a few beats.

"I just want to talk"

"About?"

"Stuff"

Draco sighed with great annoyance, "Could you be a little more specific?"

"Just please let me in" she said quickly, nearly cutting him off. Draco grunt with frustration, and in a swift move, stood and stormed over to the door. He flung it open and Hermione tumbled back in shock. Draco scanned her body up and down; she was wearing a short nightdress, seeing as it was entering summer, but still thick enough to leave much to the imagination. She never was one to show off her body, Draco somehow liked it. It was almost sexy how he had to guess what was hiding under there-

Draco mentally slapped himself; stop thinking about her like that you stupid twat. What he didn't realize was Hermione was also looking at him, shirtless with only thin pajama bottoms. She blushed and tried to keep her eyes glued to the floor, but she was a straight female after all, so that was a challenge.

"Well?" Draco asked bitterly. Hermione forced her eyes up to meet his, which were tired and dark.

"We really need to talk"

"About what?" he asked aggressively, annoyed with how he had to ask this again.

"About what happened last night"

"It's still tonight-"

"Oh don't be such a smartass!" she snapped cutting him off. She didn't want to waste any time.

"Alright, what of last night"

Hermione thought carefully of her next words. The wrong thing could easily set him off, but before her brain could beat her mouth, the words spilled out like slugs.

"You kissed me" she snapped her mouth shut the moments the words escaped. Draco's face remained still and cold like stone, if he was angry, there was no sign of it.

"You kissed me," he said suddenly and Hermione was taken aback.

"Oh no I did not! Don't you say something like that, you know verywell, you kissed me," she said aggressively, now she was sort of angry, who was he to say something like that? Something they both knew was a lie. Draco's face twitched and Hermione kept her strong front, pretending she didn't notice.

"Alright" he said suddenly, catching her off guard. He crossed his arms and looked down at her, "so I kissed you".

Hermione didn't know what to say. She hadn't expected either of those reactions, well she had somewhat expected resistance like at first, but certainly not acceptance so quickly, and why was he acting like it wasn't a big deal? This was huge to her and she wanted him to understand that and feel the same way.

"Yes. You did," she stammered. "And… that's not okay!" she shot at him.

"Okay. Why not?" he asked still emotionless.

"Because the first time you kissed me-"

"Oh not this rubbish again" she was cut off by his large sigh and words. "I swear if I have to tell you this one more time-" he began messy, not actually sure what to say, but settling with "we did not kiss! Uh…" he babbled "a… first time"

Hermione felt herself bubble with anger, "you're still going to resent that? Even after admitting to kissing me a second time?"

"That was the fist time. In your bedroom, a few hours ago, that was the first" he said very clearly now, looking into her eyes.

"Fine, whatever. But this still needs to be discussed" she said sternly, returning the harsh eye contact, trying hard to take control.

"Fine. But I'm freezing, come inside" he said, not waiting for a response and turning quickly and striding into his room.

Hermione took a moment before moving, not sure if she should follow. But in a few short seconds, she felt her feet move quickly through the door, and her hand closing it shut quietly behind her.

She watched as Draco sat perched on the end of his bed. Hermione stood awkwardly, not sure where to go, so she just walked forward with pride and stood in front of him.

"Well?" Draco asked, trying to look annoyed.

"Well…" she began, gathering her thoughts and preparing for a calm, mature conversation about the night's events, ha, yeah right. A voice said in the back of her mind. "You kissed me, Malfoy. That's not really… okay"

"K?" said Draco questioningly.

"Well my question is… why? Why did you kiss me?" Draco swallowed. He wasn't entirely sure how to answer this. Certainly not with the truth, right?

"I'm a boy Granger. And you? You are a girl, shocking news I know" Hermione rolled her eyes "but sometimes, boys get urges. You should know this by now, it was impulse. There was a be-" he cut himself off before calling her beautiful, and mentally slapped himself again "there was a girl standing 2 inches from me, my hormones got the best of me. It's that simple" he said shrugging.

"No I don't think it is that simple" shewhispered.

"Well it is-" Draco began to counter, but he looked up and saw Hermione's face. Tired, annoyed, almost sad. He didn't know why, he should feel happy and gleeful at how weak and hurt she looked, but there was something there that made him hurt seeing her looking hurt. Something that pained him to see her anything less than happy, and it was that something for the very reason he kissed her. He thought back to his dream and suddenly the words came out without warning. "We confuse me," he said. Her eyebrows arched in confusion, not completely understanding, but glad she was getting a response that sounded true and genuine.

"How do we confuse you?" she asked gently.

"I… am supposed to hate you. I'm supposed to not give two damns about you. I'm supposed to be a great pureblood wizard, and not associate with people like you" he began. She nodded waiting for the rest, "but I don't hate you. I do… care about you. I… want to be…" he couldn't finish the rest. His face scrunched in frustrated anger and he bit his tongue to keep from shouting. He suddenly felt weak. Sitting and looking up to the girl that made him feel so. He stood quickly as to tower over her, she knew what he was doing, but she didn't care. Her face was soft but nearly emotionless, no anger, no happiness, just a small bit of confusion.

"You're confused?" he mumbled suddenly, catching her off guard, she looked up at him.

"Yes" she said shortly "We confuse me as well. But it doesn't have to be like that", she said shaking her head her small curls bouncing softly. She was shocked by her own words, just as he was.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I don't know, Draco. For once I really just… don't know" she said, nearly breathless. She hated feeling so weak and unknowing.

"I want you," he said suddenly. Completely catching her off guard. Her eyes widened, what? She thought, unable to get her mouth to move from the gapping hole it was. Finally she gained her senses.

"You want me?" was all she could manage.

"I think so… but I don't want anyone to know" he shot quickly.

"I'm not going to be your dirty little secret, Draco. And I don't even know if I want you too" she said, but knowing her words were lies, as did Draco.

"You want me," he said simply.

"You don't know that" she said back. She watched a tiny grin grow on his face, sly and plotting, she didn't like it.

"Don't lie Granger," he said stepping into her, pressing their bodies together. She stood her ground and didn't move, not wanting to show weakness.

"What exactly is it you want?" she asked suddenly.

"You" he said as if it were completely obvious. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, I get that. But what of me, hm?" Draco wasn't sure how to answer this, as he didn't completely know what he wanted.

"I just want…" he thought hard, then released a small sigh "I want someone I can have to spend the night, someone who I can spend special time with" he said in a raspy voice.

"I'm not going to be your fuck buddy, Draco" Draco was taken back by her foul language, but impressed too. "You can go to Pansy for that" she answered bitterly, she turned to leave.

"Wait that's not what I'm asking!" he said quickly, grabbing her arm. "I want to spend time with you, I'm sick of hiding that. I hate you but I- don't, at the same time. Just… come sleep with me" he said suddenly.

"What?" she answered, her eyebrows knitting together, somewhat worried.

"Please" he said catching her off guard "I don't want to be alone" he mumbled. Her expression softened and she felt something warm erupt inside of her, and it was like all the confusion was gone. The headache, the heartache, the anger.

"Alright" she whispered, she released his hand and walked over to the bed, shimmying her way inside the sheets. His bed was so warm and comforting. She felt him move in beside her, she moved so she was closer to him, he draped an arm around her uncertainly, and she moved so she lay with her head on his chest.

"Does this feel weird to you?" he asked uncertainly.

" A little… but it sort of feels, right" she answered, drifting away almost into sleep. Draco nodded to himself.

"Right" he whispered. Slowly she felt his body untense and soften, and the two were able to get comfortable in each other's warmth.

Lying there in his arms felt wonderful to Hermione, new and different yet still familiar. In the quickly flash of an instant an image flashed in front of her eyes. It was she and Draco, lying together not very long ago, in a large bed in a room she had never seen. Both naked in each other's arms under the sheets, with soft smiles. Draco looked happier then she had ever seen, and both looked calm and content, without all the stress and frustration that clouded their lives now. She gasped at the image, she knew it wasn't her imagination, she was much too clever for that, it was a memory.

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