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Sorry the update took so long but... I'm over my writer's block. Warning this is a steamy chapter, this is the exact reason that I have rated this story T. Anyway, enjoy! ~May

Chapter 7

Draco woke the next morning to find Hermione waiting for him on the couch.

"What are you still doing here?" He asked surprised, it came out sharper than he meant it to.

"I figured we should keep up to my lie; you know, going to breakfast and dinner together." Hermione pointed out looking slightly hurt at his rude manner.

"Oh right." Draco rubbed the back of his neck; so far the day was not going as planned. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Hermione looked up at him, her large golden, toasted marshmallow eyes making his heart thud in erratic patterns.

"For snapping at you, I just forgot and you surprised me." Draco smiled at Hermione and she smiled back almost giving him heart failure.

"I guess you're just grumpy in the morning." Hermione teased him and Draco pretended to be outraged at the comment.

"I resent that comment." Draco sniffed the air with an air of hurt and Hermione covered her mouth to hide her giggles.

"I'm sorry Mr. Sourpuss." Hermione told him barely containing her laughter.

Draco headed towards her with the intent of tickling her to death. Hermione quickly sprung off the couch and Draco was resorted to chasing her around the common room. Draco eventually caught her, trapping her in a corner of the room, his hands caught her waist and his fingers wiggled, causing Hermione to shriek out gales of laughter. Eventually, both of them worn from laughing, Draco rested his forehead against Hermione's, not even thinking about the situation. Both of them became aware to the privacy of the room, especially how they were, Hermione pressed into a corner and Draco hovering over her, uncertain of whether or not to make a move. Then Draco flushed red and quickly backed away from Hermione, leaving her breathless and her mind soaring with possibilities if they had kissed.

"Shall we go down to breakfast?" Draco asked calmly, not willing to meet her eyes which were begging for him to pin her against the wall and kiss her until she died.

"Sure." Hermione managed to choke out, bidding her tongue not to scream what her body was pleading for.

During Transfiguration the class received a shock and Draco was given a chance.

"Now class; for the subject we're starting to move into we're going to be working as partners. I already have them assigned so I will put you together and explain the project." Minerva stood at the front of the class; she unrolled a piece of Parchment and began to call out names. The Seventh years looked excited at the prospect as they glanced around the classroom. The Seventh and Eighth years shared classes because there wasn't enough room in the day to have another class or two for the extra year. "Mr. Potter and Miss Weasley, Mr. Weasley and Miss Patil, Miss Parkinson and Mr. Zabini, Mr. Goyle and Mr. Longbottom, Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger."

After that name both Draco and Hermione zoned out, staring at each other. How was Hermione supposed to work on a project with Draco when all her brain could process was how much she wanted to kiss his soft looking lips? How she wanted to pull him into her and drown in him, maybe never surface again. Draco was having the same thoughts, maybe by working on this project they'd get that first kiss described in the book? The triathlon was coming up as well, there were so many chances Draco was being handed to have Hermione as his.

"The project is to find an animal that you can transfigure your partner into. It has to reflect their personalities. Now, I'm going to release you to go somewhere to work on your project, please do not use this time for other activities, I am trusting you all."

Then McGonagall was gone, to her office and the students slowly filed out of the classroom.

"Do you want to work on it in the Head Dorms?" Draco asked Hermione as he approached her outside the door.

"Sure." Then Hermione and Draco were walking to the head dorms in silence, each one holding themselves back from snogging the other silly.

They sat down on the couch, and were silent for a few moments before Draco tried to initiate conversation again.

"Do you want to try transfiguring me first?" He asked and Hermione looked up at him, a silly plan forming in her mind.

"Why not?" Then Hermione pointed her wand at Draco and whispered the spell. "Evanesco."

A white ferret now sat on the couch in front of her. The ferret glared at a giggling Hermione.

"You're so cute this way!" Hermione told him, pleased.

Then she picked him up gently and pressed a small kiss to the ferret's forehead. That wasn't how Draco pictured his first kiss with Hermione, not at all. Laughing, Hermione placed him on her lap and whispered the counter spell. "Ocsenave." Draco was crouching over Hermione, both hands pinning her between him and the couch, he was kneeling on it next to her and both their breathing caught as they stared at the other.

Slowly agonizingly slow Draco began to lean towards Hermione. His hand came up to cup her face and the back of her neck ever so gently. His slight touch elicited electricity that traveled through Hermione. Draco wasn't sure if he should continue, Hermione hadn't pushed him away so he took it as a good sign. Draco moved one of his knees to where his hand had been moments before, now Hermione had moved to lie against the couch and Draco was hovering over her as he made his descent towards her face. Small puffs of breath were echoing from both of them, anticipating the drawn out moment. Draco moved his other hand to grip her waist lightly as he stretched out along the length of the couch. He was mere inches above Hermione and she almost couldn't handle it anymore. She just wanted Draco to kiss her, to feel his body against hers as they lay on the couch. Hermione wanted nothing more than to feel the softness of his lips, to explore the contours of his body. Then Draco was only a centimeter away from Hermione, her eye lids fluttered close, and Draco made the move.

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