Hermione's POV:

I leave the great hall and walk to the library hoping reading a good book with help. I sit down with my favorite book Hogwarts: A History. A few hours pass, and I hear shuffling behind me.

I turn around in my chair, and Draco is standing there looking straight into my eyes, I see an apologetic look in his eyes, and I smile at him softly.

I turn back around and stand up turning back to Draco, "Are you ok? I'm sorry I left you alone with them."

He shushes me and says "No, don't apologize. You did nothing wrong." He walks over to me and puts his arm gently around my waist, and he pulls me closer to him.

I look at him in surprise. "What are you doing?" I try to pull out of his grip.

"Granger, can't you tell when someone is trying to show affection?" He teases, putting extra emphasis on my last name as he tightens his hold on my waist.

"Yes Malfoy, I just am not used to affection from you." I tease back, relaxing into him a bit. I look up at him, and he is smiling. I get lost in thought "I'm not used to seeing him smile, he's attractive when he isn't smirking."

"As much as I enjoy you staring at me, care to explain why?" Draco's voice pulls me out of my haze.

"I was just thinking and maybe I just happened to be looking at you," I respond hoping he doesn't push the topic more.

I feel Draco pulling me in for a hug. He rests his chin on the top of my head gently. "I have a serious question to ask you." I hear a soft whisper. He lets go and backs away from me.

"Oh, ok….." I say watching him cautiously, "what is it?"

He looks down at his feet, then looks back up to me with a slight blush on his cheeks. "I….I….." he stutters.

"Draco Malfoy is blushing and stuttering, what has this world come to?" I think while waiting patiently.

He shakes his head and blurts out "I was wondering, do you maybe want to go out with me?"

I step over to him with a short giggle. "Where you that nervous to ask me that? Of course, you know I wouldn't say no." I break out into a big grin, and I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Is that a yes then?" He asks while wrapping his arms gently around my waist again. I watch his lips as he talks. "Gods, I want to kiss him." I think out of nowhere.

I stand on the tips of my toes and lean into him. I feel him tense up as I lower my lips to his. As my lips slide over his, I feel him relax and kiss me back. His hand runs slowly down my back. I shiver into his touch as it rests on my hip.

He pulls away with a deep breath. "I'll take that as a yes."