Well, I hope you all liked this cute little story of friendship and first love. I'm a sap for that kind of thing, and it makes it all the more interesting when the two characters started out as enemies.

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Epilogue

The rock skipped over the water, one, two, three... on up to nine. I groaned.

"Still can't make it to ten?"

I whirled around at the familiar voice, a voice that I have only heard in sneers and insults the past four years, but only in the way of acting. His bright blonde hair shined in the sunlight.

"Draco! What are you doing here?" I eyed his black suit outfit. "You walked all the way through the woods in that?"

"Thought I would enjoy the walk."

I stared at him, at his blue eyes. "Um, I've been trying for the past four years to get to ten, but it always stops at nine. It has been a goal of mine to beat you."

He smirked. "And you still haven't reached it?"

I stared at his pale, handsome face. My heart hammered inside of me as Draco came up next to me, picked up a stone and flicked it across the water. I lost count of how many skips that was.

"Oh, my..." I stared at the shining like in the sunlight, then back at him in disbelief.

"I've been practicing, too."

I groaned again. "Now I'll never beat you."

"It doesn't matter, Granger."

"It does. It's the only way I can keep myself sane."

Draco knew what that meant. The past four years have been difficult, pretending that nothing was going on between our long stares and the occasional finger-touching in the corridors as we passed each other on the way to our classes. Draco said in a quiet tone, "It was your idea, you know."

I faced him as the mountains around the lake stood tall an majestic. "Yes, but... I didn't expect for it to be torture for four years, always acting and pretending that nothing has happened."

He took a couple of steps to me, the rocks clacking under his black dress shoes. "It's been torture for me, too. But other things have been keeping me occupied as of late."

"Like what?"

"Nothing you need to worry about." He bent down and picked up a rock and handed it to me. "Now try it again."

I took the rock, and my fingers touched his. My heart lurched. "Um, okay."

I turned and faced the lake. With the two of us standing here, I couldn't help but think of when we both sat there until dark.

I shook those thoughts away and flicked the rock. Only six skips. I sighed in frustration.

"You need more angle to your body, as well as more flick," Draco said, and he took both my arms from behind and turned me a bit. Heat rose to my cheeks and my nerves tingled at his touch, and my mind muddled at his pine scent. I turned my head a bit to him, and he leaned in. I felt his lips brush my cheek, and I turned myself a bit more and our lips met.

My pulse rose as the kiss deepened, and I turned around completely and wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, and we kissed as the cool wind blew, and as the water and trees sounded around us.

"I can't believe how much I've wanted to do that," he said after our mouths separated, and our noses were touching.

"I know. Me, too."

He smirked and turned me around. He angled my body again. "Try again."

I shook my head and let out some laughter. I went on and flicked the rock. Both Draco and I counted out loud as it skipped.

I beamed. "Ten!"