Meh, new idea. Gonna give it a shot. Let me know if you like it.

The Best Kept Secret

I don't know exactly why it happened; nor does she. Honestly, I don't really care why it happened. I know this is a problem, an addiction. I thought she had put me under some kind of spell. All I know is that I think about her all the time. And her lips, her beautiful, beautiful lips that kiss with such gentleness. Confused? So am I. Let's start from the beginning.

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Ever since 7th year started, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy had been fighting like crazy. Most the school thought it was something to do with Malfoy not getting the Head Boy position. (Shawn Carlos, a Ravenclaw, had gotten it instead.) Hermione, of course, got Head Girl.

"Careful Granger," He sneered, "wouldn't want to put the wrong ingredient in." Draco gave her arm a little shove and it almost caused her to pour in more flobberworm mucus than needed.

"Stop it, Malfoy!" She whispered harshly. "You're going to get me in trouble."

"That's the point, Mudblood." Ron bristled at the name but Harry gave him a light shove and he calmed down. Hermione had confronted Ron late last year about his overprotection. She claimed she was 'all grown up and can take care' of herself.

"Stop calling me that."

"Ms. Granger, do you have something you would like to share with the rest of the class?"

"No, Professor Snape." Hermione muttered meekly.

"Fine, 10 points from Gryffindor for talking in class." Snape continued to stalk around the room, glaring at Neville when he stirred his potion clockwise instead of counter-clockwise.

"Tisk Tisk, Granger. For a teachers pet, you sure do get in trouble a lot." Draco mocked a smirk playing at his lips.

"Shut UP Malfoy!" Hermione barked then quickly turned to see if Snape had heard her. Luckily, he was currently shouting at Lavender and her voice was drowned out.

"Don't tell me what to do you stupid wench." Hermione's blood boiled and her face turned red but she didn't say anything. She just finished her potion silently wishing Malfoy dead as he continued to insult her.

After class, Hermione told Harry and Ron to go ahead because everyone could hear Ron's stomach since the class started. Ron thanked her enthusiastically and dragged Harry out of the dungeons. Hermione slid the rest of her books into her bag, snapped it shut and swung it onto her shoulder before making her way out of the classroom.

"Look at Granger. All by her lonesome without her two bodyguards," Draco snickered to himself and Hermione rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Better be careful, mudblood, don't want to get hurt now do you?"

"Is that a threat, Malfoy?" the Gryffindor muttered.

"No, Granger, it's a promise." Hermione shook her head and walked away from the blonde towards the warm, sunny area of Hogwarts instead of the dark, dank dungeons. "Don't you walk away from me, Mudblood," he hissed at her, grabbing her arm and pulling her back.

"Tough talk for someone so pathetic."

"Pathetic? Me? Oh Granger you must be delusional. See, I am what we sane people call a pureblood; pure meaning… a lot better than mud like you."

"Brilliant, Malfoy. Didn't know you were so smart. I figured someone with a brain as small as yours couldn't put a sentence together let alone a thought."

"What do you know about brains Granger?"

"I know enough to beat you in every class Malferret. Let go of my arm."

"No." He glared at her, his grip on her arm tightening ever so slightly, just enough to make her wince. "I don't take orders from you. My father taught me how to treat filth like you."

"Oh! Daddy dearest? How is he in Azkaban? Oh that's right, he's dead. My mistake." That was the last straw. In one swift movement, Malfoy had slammed her against the wall. Hermione's squeal echoed through the hall but fell upon deaf ears. Everyone had gone to lunch leaving the two enemies to murder each other. Draco pinned her and despite her struggle she couldn't get away.

"You bitch." the venom in his voice could have killed. "Don't you EVER talk about my father."

"Stop provoking you prick!"

"Mudblood!"

"Ferret!"

"Slut!"

"Cold-hearted bastard!"

"Skank!"

"Mother fu-" Hermione never got to finish her sentence. The sound of her bag hitting the ground and its contents spilling bounced off the walls. By some bizarre turn of events, Draco Malfoy was kissing her. He pressed his lips against hers harshly, with an amazing amount of anger and frustration. Hermione shut her eyes tightly, wincing in slight pain. Then it was over. Her eyes opened to see him staring at her with bewilderment and shock. He stumbled backwards, wide-eyed, and ran off down the hall. Only looking back when he reached the steps at the end of the hallway. She hadn't moved and inch, save her ragged breathing, with a glance at him, she dropped down to her knees to pick up her things. With fumbling fingers, she put her ink pot, quills, and other various school supplies into her bag. She placed a hand to her heart, trying to slow its furious pace. Her cheeks were flushed what she knew was a bright red. The dazed girl got up off the floor with her bag on her shoulder and walked out towards the Great Hall.

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Draco Malfoy was having a very difficult time. The door to his room slammed shut. He paced until he was sure the carpet would be worn down, then, he collapsed onto his bed and shut his eyes. He had just kissed Granger. He didn't know why in Merlin's beard he did it. He just wanted to shut her up. He had meant to smack her but his body did what his brain feared. His lips had been against a mudbloods. He shot up out of his bed and ran to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

After about three thorough cleanings, he emerged from the bathroom. Blaise Zambini greeted him.

"'ey mate, what took you so long? Dinner's half over."

"Sorry, I just had to clean myself up a bit. Let's go."

"So nothing eventful happened today I guess, judging by your sour expression."

"I just had a run in with the Mudblood." He really didn't want to tell Zambini about it just yet. He knew he'd be teased about it and Draco really didn't want to deal with that at the moment.

"Did you finally shut her up?" Malfoy grimaced slightly.

"Yeah. I did." He entered the Great Hall and walked past the annoyingly cheerful Gryffindor and Hufflepuff table and sat himself at the Slytherin table. He risked a glance across the room at the brunette witch but she wasn't anywhere to be found.

Jason Quills and his sister Jess sat across from him and tucked into dinner.

"So, I have a plan to get us rid of that annoying 3rd year who keeps ratting us out to McGonagall." Jess stated.

"Just threaten his life, you know, the usual. Like we always do, 'ey Draco?" Blaise nudged his blonde friend, trying to engage him in the conversation but he had other things on his mind. What if Granger told her little pets? What if this got around school? His whole reputation would be ruined. He had to make sure she never spoke a word of this to anyone. But where was she?

"Probably in the library. Damn Mudblood." He snorted not realizing he had spoken aloud until his friends halted their conversation to give him quizzical looks. He simply shrugged and tucked into his meal.

He'd take care of Granger after dinner.

Damn, do you have any idea how long it took me to finish this?! I started it a bleeding YEAR ago. Well…its done. And I should get to work on my other story: The Veela

Lack of title for it… sorry. BUT! I'm on a writing spree… hopefully have a new chapter up for all my stories!

Thanx for reading!

Moi