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Draco POV

I was nervous. Yes, I, Draco Malfoy, was nervous because of a girl. This was definitely a first. I was nervous because of Hermione had reluctantly agreed to go on a date with me. Now I had to convince her she'd made the right choice. Convince her I wasn't the guy she thought I was. I had to convince her that I'd fallen for her because I had, hard.

I looked around the room one more time, making sure everything was perfect. I'd decided to use the Room of Requirement to make the date perfect. On the right side of the room there was a kitchen/dinning area with a table set for two and on the left side of the room was a big comfy couch and everything needed to watch a movie.

I'd never seen a movie and I didn't know how to work any of the equipment, it was all too Muggle for me, but I though Hermione might like it because she'd grown up in the Muggle world. The Room of Requirement had arranged it so that the proper electronics would work within the castle. I was hoping Hermione would like the gesture, if not we'd find something else to do.

I'd also considered having a bed appear in the room, but decided against it. Yes, Hermione and I always seemed to end up in bed together, but I wanted her to know that's not the main reason I wanted her, it was just a plus. I needed her to know that I was head over heels for her, all over her, not just her body.

I check the time and head out to wait in the corridor, Hermione should be here soon and she can't get into the Room of Requirement if I'm already in there. I leave the door slightly propped open so the room stays the same and lean casually against the wall as I wait.

I'm not used to this whole nervous thing and I don't like it. I just want to be calm, cool, and collected for Hermione, that's how I am with every other girl, but I'd come to the conclusion long ago that Hermione was different. First off, I'd never felt this way about anyone else. Second, no girl had been able to make me feel as good as Hermione had. And lastly, Hermione was better in every way than all those girls put together. Clearly she was different, so why should I react the same to her as I did every other girl?

I snap out of my thoughts as I hear footsteps approaching. I take a deep breath and put on my practiced nonchalant expression, even if I feel anything but nonchalant inside. Hermione turns the corner and my heart speeds up in my chest. She looks as amazing as ever. She's out of her usual uniform and she's donning a pair of jeans and a soft looking light blue v-neck that hugs her curves perfectly. She's not extremely dressed up, but she looks amazing. I'd told her to wear something comfortable, knowing already what I had planned.

"Hello gorgeous," I smile at her as she approaches. I really hope I'm not pushing it by calling her gorgeous, but I can't help it. I plan on telling it like it is tonight and she is gorgeous.

"Draco," she nods, her curls bouncing. It's easy to tell she's still unsure of what to think about me. I don't exactly blame her, but I'm going to prove her wrong.

"Right this way," I gesture as I push off the wall and hold the door open for her. My nerves are kicking in again as she walks in and I follow behind her watching her reaction as I close the door behind us.

Hermione pauses inside the door and looks around. "Umm, I was thinking we could have dinner and then watch a movie or something," I stutter. I never stutter. "I'm not sure how to work any of the movie stuff, but I thought maybe you'd like it…" I trail off as I run a hand over the back of my neck awkwardly. What the hell is happening to me? I've turned into a pre-teen boy trying to talk to the girl he has a crush on. What's going on? I'm Draco Malfoy and I've had more than my fair share of experience with girls. Why is Hermione causing all of my charm and smoothness to go out the window?

Hermione turns to look at me, a smile that makes my heart skip a beat on her face. "I do like it Draco. Thank you," she says, her deep brown eyes softening a bit as she starts to let her guard down and loosen up. At least we're moving in the right direction.

"Do you want to eat first?" I ask, still as nervous as ever, even my palms were starting to sweat and that never happened. Ever. Hermione had a funny affect on me. We'd already gone all the way together so why in the bloody hell was I nervous now? I knew the answer, it was because I really liked her and I was afraid I was going to screw it up.

"Sure," she nods and I lead her over to the table, pulling her chair out for her before taking my own seat.

We both fill our plates with the delicious food that the Room of Requirement provided, not saying a word. I'm not sure what to say; suddenly I've turned socially awkward, not like me at all. I allow my eyes to roam Hermione's gorgeous features as I try to get a hold of myself. Her brown eyes flick up to met mine. "What?" she asks, her brown eyes wide.

"Nothing," I shake my head and take a bit of my food. I look up at her as I decide to tell her what's going through my head. "Thanks for coming tonight Hermione," I say.

"I figured we deserved a chance to see what's actually between us," Hermione shrugs, her brown eyes meeting mine.

"Hermione, I'm going to be completely honest with you," I say keeping eye contact with her. "I like you, like really like you. I can't explain why or when it happened, but it did. I know you want to hate my guts and I don't blame you, but I'm telling you I'm not that guy you think I am. I'm not the same idiot I was back in first year. I like you and I want you to like me and that makes me nervous as hell because if I mess this up tonight I know I'll have absolutely no shot with you," I admit everything that's been swimming through my mind. I know I need to put myself out there and show her how I really feel in hopes that she'll realize I've changed.

Hermione just stares at me, eyes wide as she processes what I've said. I wipe my sweaty hands on my pants as I wait. Hermione takes a deep breath and finally speaks, her eyes fixed on the table. I know whatever is coming is hard for her to say. "I like you too Draco," Hermione says quietly. "No matter how much I don't want to, I do," she admits as she chews on her bottom lip. All I want to do right now is pull those gorgeous kissable lips to mine, but I hold back. Suddenly my nerves are gone, knowing Hermione feels the same way makes this easier for some reason.

"So does that mean we may have a shot of making this work?" I ask with a small hopeful smile as I reach out and place mine over hers, getting her attention as her eyes meet mine.

"Yes," she nods, her brown eyes sincere. That's all I needed to hear. I lean across the table and press my lips firmly against hers, catching her off guard. I only let the kiss last for a few seconds before pulling away. Hermione's lips follow mine for a second before pulling back as well.

We smile at each other and fall into a conversation of small talk as we finish our dinner.

After dinner, Hermione sets up the movie and we settle on the couch to watch, Hermione cuddled against my chest. I held her close as I ran my hand slowly through her curls. I'd never actually cuddled like this with a girl; then again I'd never actually dated much. It was always more of friends with benefits, but with Hermione everything was different. I really had feelings for her and holding her close like this felt amazing. I never wanted to lose this moment, but I knew soon we'd have to return to reality where this was a secret relationship. I didn't care if people knew but I knew Hermione was worried about Potter and Weasley, so I was going to take whatever she was willing to give me, public or not.

"Thanks for all of this," Hermione said as she turned in my arms to look up at me halfway through the movie.

"You're welcome," I smile down at her as I brush a strand of hair out of her face. My eyes flicked down to her pink lips and I wanted to taste them, to feel them against mine, but I didn't want to distract Hermione from the movie.

Apparently Hermione had the same thoughts, except for worrying about the movie, because she reached up and pulled my head down so her lips met mine. The feel of her lips on mine set my whole body on fire and I kissed her back, movie forgotten.

Needless to say, we snogged throughout the rest of the movie, finally pulling apart when the credits began to roll. We took a moment to gather ourselves before Hermione looked at the time and stood saying, "I should get back." I nod in agreement, even though I don't want the night to end.

We walk to the door side by side, stopping in front of it. "I had a great time Draco," Hermione smiles up at me. "We should do it again," the words I'd been hoping for roll off her tongue.

"We definitely should," I agree, moving closer to her.

"Good night Draco," Hermione smiles as she stands on her toes and pressed her lips against mine. I pull her closer and give her a real goodnight kiss.

"Good night Hermione," I smile against her lips before pulling away and opening the door.

This night couldn't have gone any better than it did. I was currently on cloud nine. Now I just have to see how it plays out and hope Hermione is actually mine.

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