THIS IS NOT A CONTINUATION OR A SEQUEL FOR STAY BY MY SIDE.

This is an extra bit for the chapter "So are we together or not" and the event in this takes place after Hermione and Draco sleep together for the first time. Draco wakes up in the middle of the night next to Hermione and... Well... just read it.

Draco POV

My eyes snap open out of nowhere. I feel groggy and confused and I have no clue where I am, briefly. I'm not sure what time it is, but judging by the darkness outside, I know it's early in the morning. I am about to get out of bed until I sense a slight movement coming from beside me. Hermione. Suddenly the memories of what only occurred a few hours ago come back to me like a wave crashing over me. Whatever feelings of unease I had disappeared. She was the only person possible that could ever calm me and make me feel better. Admitting that I need someone is something I typically would never admit to, after all why would a Malfoy need anybody else? I was afraid of lying next to someone, and wanting her so badly that I would want to reach my hand over to her face memorize it.

I turn over to my side to take a better look at the beautiful sleeping girl next to me. Her eyelids closed against the dim light of dawn and her breathing deep and relaxed, all the muscles in her face and body were totally at peace. Her lips parted slightly as her chest moved to the steady rate of her breathing.

I ached for her touch. I slowly reach my hand out towards his face and I move my fingertips ever so slowly along her soft cheek. She didn't budge. Every touch sparks a feeling within that I have never felt with anyone else, ever. If somebody told me a few weeks ago that I would be lying in bed with Hermione Granger I most likely would have punched them in the face. Now that it is reality, it is a profound feeling.

"Uh... Draco?" A low yet sleepy voice snapped me from my thoughts.

"Sorry... I woke you?" I whispered back apologetically. I make full eye contact just as she flutters hers open.

"No... I don't think so. I just thought I felt something touch me." She stifles a yawn and finally managed to fully open her eyes that just stared into my soul. It captivated me, as always.

"Oh..." I say. "That was... uh me..."

"What?" She raises her eyebrows.

"I didn't mean it in a creepy way or anything. I just... I don't know." I explained myself, well not really, it was a pathetic explanation. I would feel like such an idiot if Hermione thought I touched her cheek for perverted feelings. I half expected her to launch into a series of bitter words, but instead she smiled.

"It's okay Draco," she responded like she understood. "It's kind of...nice."

"Nice? A man touching you while you're sleeping is nice?" Suddenly I did feel like the idiot I initially expected.

She giggled. "No. Not just any man. I don't mind because it's you. I know you wouldn't have done it for... other reasons. And besides, it was only my cheek you were touching."

"I suppose," I responded. "Aren't you tired?"

"Yeah a bit, but I would rather stay up talking to you."

I grinned. "While that comment is very flattering Granger, I would much rather you get your beauty sleep. After all, you do need to have your energy for round two tomorrow."

A flash of excitement appeared on her face. "Round two? Who came up with that idea?"

"I did." I simply say.

She gives me a playful smack on the arm and rolls her eyes. "You are very optimistic, Draco."

"I know, that's why you find me so irresistible. Didn't I tell you before that you would end up falling to your knee's in front of me one day? Well look where we're at now."

"Bet you're proud of yourself," She puts on an exaggerated fiery voice which made me laugh. The kiss she gives me catches me by surprise, however I respond to it eagerly. I lifted my hands out from under the blankets, and pulled them up high to her shoulders, where I entwined them with her soft light brown hair. I began to wonder if it is humanely possible to become obsessed with a moment. If it's possible, I knew that this moment was a good one.

"Goodnight again, Draco." She whispers delicately just as we break apart.

"Goodnight again, Hermione."

I stayed awake until she fell asleep again. As I finally decided to get some more sleep for myself, I realized one thing. I knew where I belonged.