A/N: I am so so sorry that I have not posted in such a long time but I have had really bad writers block and even though I am out of school I am still stressed out about work and bills and everything else that goes along with being an adult. Right now I am in a bit of a slump with this story and would love to hear your ideas on where I should take it, so let me know what you think! As always thank you for reading and a huge shout out to everyone who has favorited or followed this story because it really warms my heart. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please leave your ideas for me! Thanks for reading!

The next few days were incredibly quiet for Hermione. Her and Harry decided that it would be best to just let Ron live out his anger so that they could talk to him when he had finally calmed down on his own. Unfortunately, Ron was very good at holding a grudge. He made a point to ignore her as much as possible and would pretend he couldn't hear Harry any time he spoke of their friend. It was hard for her to hold her tongue when she thought he was being utterly ridiculous, and the only thing that kept her from calling him out on being a child was the sympathetic and pleading looks Harry sent her way often throughout the day.

The only plus of having Ron completely ignore her was that it was so much easier to drift off thinking about the person who had started the whole mess to begin with. That is what she was doing when a piece of parchment showed up next to her plate. She picked it up carefully not to draw attention to it and opened it up. Scrawled in dark green ink was Draco's neat handwriting,

Meet me in our classroom when you are finished with breakfast. -Malfoy

She looked up and make eye contacts with him and he gave her a small wink. She blushed and folded the note up and placed it in the pocket of her jeans.

"I am going to go to the library to do some studying" Hermione told Ginny before getting up and moving quickly from the dining hall. She glanced over at the Slytherin table as she was leaving and saw a ghost of a smile on Draco's face as he noticed her leaving. Once she got to the classroom she sat on a desk and took the note out of her pocket, analyzing the small sharp letters on the page. Something about the fact that he had handwritten her a note made her blush as she stared down at the parchment. Regardless of when their relationship was, he was clearly determined enough to put forth the effort. This at least served to make her feel a little bit better about what they were doing.

"Hey, you sure ran out of there quickly. Couldn't wait to get a piece of me?" he asked, a cocky smile forming to brighten up his usual serious face. Hermione folded the note carefully and shoved it back into her pocket.

"Well it wasn't like I would be missing out on all of the fun and games. Ron is not speaking to me right now and that really puts a damper on things," Hermione admitted. Draco frowned and moved to sit next to her on the desk, his long legs stretching.

"Why isn't the weasel speaking to you? Has he finally realized that you are so much more intelligent than he is?" Draco asked chuckling and making an attempt to keep their conversation light. He may have changed his mind about Hermione, but that certainly did not make Weasley and Potter any more favorable in his eyes.

"He caught us the last time you and I were together and he confronted me about it" Hermione moaned miserably. Draco hated to hear the slight tremor in her voice and he especially disliked the way she refused to meet his eye. Of course, the weasel would give her a tough time about being with him, Draco thought a he draped his arm over her shoulders. The gesture felt odd to him, but he knew that was the type of thing you were supposed to do for the people you cared about when they were feeling bad about something.

"Well I suppose I can see why he would react that way. I haven't proven myself to be the best guy out there" Draco said with a tight voice, making an attempt to keep himself level headed. The last thing he wanted to do was upset her further by being angry about the situation. Hermione let her head fall onto his shoulder and reached out to touch his hand, their pinkies intertwining in a gentle hold. If someone had told her only a few months ago that she would be seeking comfort in Draco Malfoy she would have told them they needed to go to St. Mungo's for some serious evaluations.

"You are so much more than what you put out into the world" Hermione mumbled as he moved his arm to wrap around her gently so that she was now cuddled against his side, her cheek pressed to his chest.

"Well I wouldn't go around spreading that if I were you. It could be dangerous for the both of us" he said quietly brushing his hand against her cheek.

"Oh? And what could be so dangerous for a beautiful little boy who seemed to have the world at his feet. A nice pure-blooded boy with rich parents" she said quietly as she played with the buttons on the front of his black shirt. Draco let out a small chuckle that vibrated through his whole body.

"Even if I tried to explain, I'm not sure that you could fully understand without pulling away from me. So let's not talk of such things for now" he whispered darkly, hoping that she would drop it for now. "I am sorry that your friend is so disgusted with what you and I are doing, especially since I find it so appealing" Draco smirked, making an attempt to change the subject and move away from the murky waters they had entered. Hermione sensed his hesitance and decided to let it drop.

"Well what is it that we are doing, Mr. Malfoy?" she asked, turning her head so that she could look up into his grey eyes. Where there used to be coldness and detachment in his eyes, Hermione could now see a bit of warmth and a need that she had never noticed before. A need for what she couldn't quite put her finger on, but she longed to give him everything that he wanted from her even though she feared her own sanity would suffer in the process.

"I thought we were just having fun and blowing off a little bit of steam, but it seems as if there is more in store for us" he said pressing his firm lips to her forehead. "Maybe we ought to give it a real go and see where it leads us." Hermione bit her lip as her cheeks flamed red. She could not believe that he was really proposing that they should date. She never suspected that that was something he would want from her, but of course she never thought that he would want anything from her.

"Where do you think it would lead us in the long run?" she asked closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling of his lips on her.

"Hopefully to more broom closets and classrooms" he joked, making an attempt to lighten up the situation a little bit. Hermione smacked him lightly on the chest and smirked at him. "Okay okay, I have no clue where we could end up, but I would like to see things out and see what we can do. I really enjoy the time we spend together Hermione, and that is something I haven't felt in such a long time."

"It would certainly be interesting to say the least" she said before pushing herself up to meet his lips. "It would be nice if you asked me though" she said quietly against his lips. He slid off of the desk and came to stand in front of her. He took her face in his hands and tilted it up so that he could look at her.

"Hermione Granger, would you be so kind as to officially become the girlfriend of Draco Malfoy?" he asked in mock formality. She beamed up at him and nodded. He chuckled at her reaction and leaned down to place a big kiss on her lips. She moved her arms to snake around his neck and pull him close to her.