Hermione gasped as she was shoved into the dark closet. The Ravenclaw seventh years had been grabbing random students all week doing this. She stood and brushed herself off, only to be immediately knocked down by a struggling male figure. She opened her mouth to shout at the offenders, but no sound came out. A voice from outside spoke.

"Seven minutes in heaven fourth years!" Hermione groaned soundlessly. "Lights and voices will not work until we open this door, which is not happening until you've kissed for seven minutes." she heard the couple laugh. She shrugged and turned to the boy. Blindly, she grabbed him by the collar of his robes, and pulled him in. His lips landed on hers, and the smell of cedar, pine, and fresh musk filled her nose. She idly wondered why the cologne smelled so familiar as the boy relaxed into the kiss.

Draco closed his eyes, and relaxed into the kiss. He had no inkling as to who she was as he wrapped his arms around her. The familiar combination of green tea and grapefruit filled his senses as he ran his hands over her lush figure. He sighed, and teased her lips with the tip of his tongue, silently begging her to open for him. She obliged and he deepened the kiss. He guided her backwards, until she was perched on the edge of a counter. She opened her legs, allowing him closer access.

Hermione marveled at how far she was letting this unknown boy go. She felt his hand sliding up her thigh, pushing her skirt up as it went.

Draco froze, suddenly blinded by a flash. He ripped away from the girl, blinking in the sudden light. As his vision cleared, he saw the Ravenclaw that had shoved him in here, standing next to a girl holding a camera. His eyes went from the camera to the faces of the two. They were gaping at him and the girl. He finally turned to the girl he had been kissing, and saw HER.

Hermione paused in her frantic straightening of her robes. She could feel the stares of all the others. She brought her eyes up, right into the shocked silver glare of Draco Malfoy. She felt her face go red as she started stuttering. Jumping down, she shoved by all involved and retreated straight to her dormitory.

MUCH MUCH LATER

Draco smiled, and placed the small framed muggle photograph back onto the mantle. Footsteps came up behind him, and a pair of slim white arms slid around his waist. He caressed the hand wearing his crest, and turned to face her.

"If we knew then, what we know now" Hermione grinned.

"I wouldn't have spent six years of my life chasing you?" he smiled back, and dropped a kiss on her nose.

"Then, thank god for those mischievous Ravenclaws." she smoothed the hair out of his face, and kissed him again.