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Hermione's POV

I stand by a food table, uncertain of what to do since Harry and Ron are well companied. Harry is with Ginny and Ron is with Lavender. I grab a pastry and pop it into my mouth. Then I decide to sit down on the stairs. I start to daydream when a gentle tap on my shoulder interupts. I turn around to see who it is and I am shocked. It's Draco Malfoy, the boy who had teased me for the last few years. "What do you want, Malfoy?" I ask, turning back around to watch everyone. "A dance," he replies simply. "Really? I'd never dance with you!" I yell. "Why do you want to dance with me?" I ask, lowering my voice. "So I can apologize," he says. "Apologize for what?" I ask. He walks down a few steps and stands right in front of me. He leans down and gets really close to me. "You'll see," he whispers mysteriously. He pulls away and offers me a hand. I take it, even though I really don't want to dance with him. He leads me to the dance floor. A slow song is playing, unfortunately. I wrap my arms around his neck, to show him that I'll let him put his arms around my waist. He gets the hint and wraps his arms around my waist. "Hermione, I'm so sorry for teasing you, I was stupid and I never realized how much I hurt you. I regret teasing you, and I promise to never do so again. I'm sorry. I hope you'll accept my apology," he says kindly, and I can tell that he is telling the truth. I also can tell that he means it because he called me by my first name instead of my last, which he usually does. "I accept your apology," I say with a light smile. He might become a new friend. He smiles happily as he stares into my eyes. I'm staring back into his eyes, they're such a beautiful shade of gray. They're gorgeous, but I'm not going to tell him that. I don't want to make things awkward too quickly. "Thank you," he says, keeping his smile. "You're welcome," I say, also keeping my smile. All of a sudden the lights turn off. People gasp and scream. I don't pay attention to them. I try my best to find his gorgeous eyes in the dark. I find them and they're not looking into my eyes anymore, they're looking somewhere a little lower, my lips. I continue to look into his eyes, wondering what his next move will be. He moves closer to me, and before I know it, our lips are touching. I don't pull away though. I let the feel of his soft lips against mine sink in. I close my eyes and move my hands upwards, to his hair. He keeps his arms around my waist but he pulls me closer. I've never felt anything like this, love, affection. I love it. And if he cares about me, that makes me feel even better. I have people that care about me, but not in a romantic way. I need someone to love me. And in this moment, I know that it's him. Draco Malfoy, who cares about me, loves me. I pull away slowly, to show him that I'm not pulling away because I didn't like it. To show him that I need to tell him something. Something risky, actually. "I love you," I whisper, staring back into his magnificent grey eyes. "I love you too," he replies, staring back into my eyes. We both smile and lean closer to each other, to kiss again. But the lights turn back on and we both look at each other. And somehow we both know that it'll be best to keep our relationship a secret. So we pull away and leave the room. (Outside of the room, in a  hallway.) Draco embraces me. "I'll see you tomorrow," he says. "Okay, goodnight," I say as I pull away from his hug and look up at him. "Goodnight, I love you," he says, smiling sweetly. "I love you too," I reply. I scan the area, to make sure no one is around so we can kiss. I don't see anyone so I stand on my tiptoes and plant a soft kiss on his lips. I start to walk down the hallway but eventually turn around to look at him one more time before I go to bed. He's already looking at me, smiling. I smile back and turn around, continuing to walk towards the dorms. I get into my dorm and crawl into my bed. I fall asleep, thinking about how amazing this evening was.

Draco's POV

I linger in the corner of the room. Because, after all, I didn't want to come to this dance. But it was suggested that all students attend it, otherwise points would be taken from their house. And I didn't want to make my house lose any points so I came. I came in a plain black suit, because that's all I have, black suits. I am watching someone, someone that I may have a thing for. Hermione Granger, that's right, the girl I teased for the past few years. I recently started to regret making fun of her. I started to appreciate her, for her intelligence, and her personality. And before I knew it, I realized that I had a crush on her. And tonight, I'm planning on apologizing to her. After all, it doesn't seem like she has any plans, she's all by herself, sitting on the stairs. I decide that now would be a good time to approach her. So I walk up behind her and gently tap her shoulder. She turns around to look at me, shock on her face. "What do you want, Malfoy?" She asks, turning back around to face everyone else in the room. "A dance," I say simply. "Really? I'd never dance with you!" She yells. "Why do you want to dance with me?" She asks more quietly. "So I can apologize," I say, starting to lose hope that she'll allow a dance with me. "Apologize for what?" She asks. Geez Hermione, isn't obvious. I guess not. I take a few steps down the stairs and stand directly in front of Hermione. I lean down and get really close to her face. "You'll see," I say mysteriously. I back away and offer her a hand. She surprisingly takes it and I lead her to the dance floor. A slow song is playing, good. That way I can actually talk to her. She wraps her arms around my neck, showing me that I'm allowed to wrap my arms around her waist. So I do. "Hermione, I'm so sorry for teasing you, I was stupid and I never realized how much I hurt you. I regret teasing you, and I promise to never do so again. I'm sorry. I hope you'll accept my apology," I say kindly. She stares at me for a long second. "I accept your apology," she says with a light smile. I return her smile happily as I stare into her amazingly beautiful brown eyes. She stares into my eyes also. "Thank you," I say, continuing to smile. "You're welcome," she says, keeping her smile also. Then the lights suddenly turn off. I gasp, along with a lot of other people, of which some screamed. I find Hermione in the darkness and I get a sudden urge to kiss her. I start staring at her lips. I make up my mind, yes, I will kiss her. So I move closer to her and press my lips against hers. I close my eyes. Surprisingly she doesn't pull away. I feel her hands crawl up my neck and find their way to my hair. I pull her closer to me, leaving my arms wrapped around her waist. I love this, everything about this moment. I don't want it to end. I love her, and I hope that she feels the same way about me. She suddenly pulls away, slowly though, meaning that she's not pulling away because she didn't like it but because she wants to tell me something. "I love you," she whispers as she stares into my eyes again. I stare back into hers. "I love you too," I say. We both smile and lean in to kiss again but the lights turn back on. We both stare at each other, as if asking if we should still kiss. Somehow, telepathically, maybe, we agree not to, to keep our relationship secret. So we back away from each other and leave the room. (Outside of the room, in a hallway.) I hug Hermione. "I'll see you tomorrow," I say. "Okay, goodnight," she says as she pulls away from me and looks up at me. "Goodnight, I love you," I say, smiling kindly. "I love you too," she replies. She searches the area and I know she's doing it to make sure no one is watching so we can kiss. I look around with her and I don't see anyone. So she stands on her tiptoes and plants a soft kiss on my lips. I watch her, smiling, as she walks down the hallway. She eventually turns around and stares at me. She returns my smile and turns around, continuing to her dorm. I head towards my dorm once she disappears at the end of the  corridor. I enter my dorm and slip in bed. I fall into a peaceful sleep, the first one in a long while.