9º I don't love you.

10º I wont marry you.

"Why don't you just admit it." Draco growled.

"Because its not true."

Draco stood up and walked to where Hermione was standing. She stood there for a few minutes, keeping her eyes closed as two strong arms were wrapped around her waist.

"We have to stop this! We just can't keep this up!" Hermione told him slightly annoyed at the cocky grin on his handsome face. He looked down at her and ran a hand through his hair.

"We go through this every night, pet, and you know as well as I do that you love me. We're drawn to each other, its unbreakable. It's not just a normal attraction anymore. This is love."

Hermione looked completely scandalized "This!" She pointed between the two of them. "Draco, this is not love. This is- it's- it's wrong, it's vile, it's disgusting! It's got to stop!" Hermione cried out shrilly.

He stood staring at her for a few minutes waiting for her to catch her breath.

"You love me."

Hermione pulled at her hair in frustration.

"I do not love you, and you don't love me!"

"I noticed you when I was eleven years old, I've liked you since I was thirteen, and I've been in love with you since I was fifteen. That is for all intents and perposes my entire life! I saw you in my dreams before I had even met you. I have saved your life, more times than I can count, and never once have I let on to it. If that isn't love Granger, please for the Merlin's sake tell me what is. We've dated for 3 months Hermione, you told me you couldn't live without me. Yet you refuse to tell me you love me! What is your problem?"

"I'm scared." Hermione said, but it was just a whisper.

Draco looked back at Hermione, shocked. "Scared of what? Mione I'm not a Death Eater, you know that!"

Hermione shook her head. "It's not that. I'm scared of losing myself to you."

"Huh?"

"Draco, when I'm away from you I don't function, it hurts to breath, I walk around in a daydream I cant seem to get out of, and that scares me, because if you ever decide you've gotten bored of me, like you did with all your other ex-girlfriends. Where would that leave me? Stuck in a daydream? Broken because I cant breath without smelling your sent? I don't want to end like that."

"Hermione. I will never, never. Get bored of you, you cant compare yourself to Pansy, or Hannah,

your special, you know me, the real me, you know I don't lie. So when I said I want you, I meant what I said, and I meant it as indefinitely. Forever.

"You wont leave?"

"Never."

"Promise?"

"I promise, I swear, I'll make an unbreakable vow if you want me to."

"No, I trust you."

"Good."

Draco's mouth descended on hers, and she smiled into it, her body melting against his. She loved the way his back felt under her finger tips and how he kissed her with so much passion it was almost unbearable. She longed to tell him how much she loved this, how much she loved him.

"I love you."

Draco smiled. "I know."

"Lier, you doubted."

"Me? Never."

Hermione laughed.

"Marry me."

"What?"

"You heard."

"I am not marrying you Draco."

"Did it work?"

Hermione looked up at him and frowned. "Did what work?"

"Did you convince yourself?" Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Your a terrible lier, love." Draco said simply, as he pushed her against the nearest wall, keeping her hands over her head so she couldn't' get away.

She felt his lips now on her neck, gently sucking and licking that spot that made her eyes roll back in her head.

"I know." Hermione. She grabbed him roughly pushing him closer, wanting him so much it hurt them both.