(Hermione's point of view.) 

I'm walking down the hallway which is pretty quiet becuase it is near Christmas and I decided to stay during the holidays. Ron went home and Harry stayed but he isn't coming out of his dorm for whatever reason. As I'm walking I suddenly spot Draco, my enemy, stopped dead in the middle of  the hallway, staring at me. I look behind me to make sure he wasn't looking at something else but no, he is looking at me. I decide to stand still too, not wanting to walk near him. I avoid looking at him, putting my focus out the window closest to me. But my attention turns back to him as he slowly starts walking towards me, I remain still, trying to ignore him. He eventually ends up right next to me. I can feel his breath on my neck.  "What do you want?" I ask, looking through the window again, my head turned away from him. "All I want is to get one thing from you," he whispers, sending chills down my neck. "And what might that be?" I ask, now tuning to face him, our faces dangerously close. "I'm not telling," he whispers mischievously. I give him a nervous glance.  He brings one of his hands up to my face and starts caressing my neck and cheek. I want to pull away but his touch is somehow comforting so I don't. Then before I know it he places his lips on top of mine. My eyes grow wide from surprise but I reluctantly kiss back. We stand there, kissing until a voice interrupts. "Malfoy! Granger! No kissing! If I catch you again you'll head straight to my office. Take this as a warning!" Proffessor McGonagall announces angrily. Draco and I look shyly at each other then quickly go our separate ways without a word.