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Chapter one – Paris

The summer heat is just to much for her to take, she wears only a little tanker top which is red with black lace and tight red boxers also with a little black lace on it, and sits on a balcony in her hotel room, it was just to hot to sleep although the time was close to midnight.

She decides to go out for a walk, to see if it wouldn’t get her more sleepy. She puts on a pink knee length dress and takes a little knitted, white sweater with her. She puts her shoes on and turns the knob on her door, she walks down the corridor and to the elevator.

No one else is awake in the hotel, or at least no one is on the walk in the hotel. She walks out of the elevator down stairs and out in the night, when she walks out the hotel door, she can see the Eiffel tower not so far away, it looks so romantic in the night. She sees a beautiful fountain and decides to walk to it and sit down.

When she comes closer, she sees a person already sitting there staring into the blue, it is a blond young man, with the poise of a gentleman. He hears the steps she takes as she walks closer the fountain, and turns his head towards her, and is amazed when he sees who it is, it is the figure of his thoughts, standing there in flesh.

He looks into her eyes, and sees the amazement in her eyes as she recognizes the young man before her. He had been in her dreams since the last week of school, before the summer came and she went to Paris for the summer with her parents. She had often thought of him over the summer.

He had seemed different that term and not as mean as he always seemed to be before, he had stopped calling her that name she hated, and he became more friendlier towards her and her friends. Although they didn’t see it, she did, and wanted to get to know him as the person she knew he could become, if only his father hadn’t been so mean, and hadn’t always claimed that purebloods were more important and highest in the society, and the muggleborns were the lowest.

She knew he could be good and friendly if he only would have shown it, but she knew he hadn’t been able to because of his father, but she knew he was dead now, and now he could be the man she know he could be.

“Hermione” he said, “I didn’t know you would be here” she still stood there looking at him.

“ I come here every summer with my parents” she said and looked around her, but her eyes returned to him.

“I can go if you want me to” he said standing up, and began to walk away.

“No Draco, don’t go”. He looked at her with surprise in his eyes, “ We can both be here” she said, adding more to the surprise in his eyes.

“Why are you so nice to me?” he asked. “I have been mean to you and your friends for six years, although I regret it, I don’t understand why you are nice to me now?”.

“ I know who you are, and what you have done the past six years” Hermione said. “but I also know that you can be more than that. I know you can be the good guy I always knew you could be. You just needed to go away from your fathers hold”.

Draco looked at her with startled look, no one could read him like that. Not even his best friends from school, but then again, Slytherins weren’t the most loyal friends. He only had one friend amongst the Slytherins, and that was Blaise Zabini, who was a Italian pureblood wizard from a powerful, rich family.

“I didn’t think that anyone cared about what happened to me, if I would live or die” he said with a sad look on his face as he looked on the ground.

“Well I guess you were wrong, don’t you, I know of a least one person that doesn’t want you dead” Hermione said to him.

“And who might that be he said sarcastically. “Me” she said. “I don’t want you dead”.

By now he was more surprised than he had ever gotten in his entire life, he just couldn’t believe his ears.

“you” he asked.

“Yes, me” Hermione said, with a smirk on her face. “ I know that you don’t like me because of the blood I have, but I still like you, more than you know. “

I don’t care about purity of blood, whether you are a muggleborn or a pureblood, it has never mattered to me, just my father, and I had to pretend to be someone I’m not, because if I hadn’t he would have killed me” Draco said.

Hermione looked in his eyes and said “ I know, I have seen it, and I know who and how your father is. And I don’t care. I would just wish that we could be friends”.

“ I don’t think we can ewer be friends” Draco said.

Hermione looked down with a sad expression on her face, and was about to walk away when he walked to her and put his hands on her face to caress her cheeks as he said looking in her eyes

“ I like you more than you know, I want to be more than friends. I always have. And I guess that’s the reason I was meaner to you than everyone else, I couldn’t have you, and no one could know how I felt about you, so I pretended that I despised you because of your blood”.

He started to walk away because he was sure that she would never like him like he liked her. She took his hand in hers before he could walk any further, and walked past him to stand before him. She looked in his eyes so that she could see if he was being truthful or not, and only saw the look of hope there. Hope that she would like him. She stood on her toes and put her lips on his and pressed, but then got unsure and backed away a little but then he followed her and ran his tongue against her lips. She opened her mouth and let his tongue in, they caressed each others tongues for a few minutes and then grasp for air.

They looked each others in the eyes a moment before their lips met again in a more passionate kiss than before, his hands run down her body before they traveled up to her hair and run through it, and back down her body to rest on her waist while her hands were on his shoulders and running through his blonde, soft hair. When they grasped for air again he kissed her softly on her lips and looked in her eyes and said

“ I never in my wildest dreams, thought that I would actually be kissing you. I thought you would always hate me and never actually talk to me, then along kiss me”.

Hermione smiled and said “ I have never hated you, I just didn’t like the way you talked to me and my friends, and you know me, I never could let you have the upper hand. It was good for you to be knocked down from your pedestal don’t you think” she smirked when she ended that sentence. “ And besides, I have always had a secret crush on you” her smirk grew.

Draco saw her smirk and smiled. “ I have always fancied you to” he said, caressed her lips with his finger, then placed a kiss on her lips.

“I think you should go back to your hotel”. Draco said. “ by the way, what hotel are you on”.

“Le Meridien Montparnasse” she said, then he took her hand in his and joined their fingers together, and started to walk with her to her hotel, which by the way was also the hotel he was staying at.

When they got to her door he asked her how long she would be staying in Paris.

“ I’m going back tomorrow, I have to go to the Burrow to meet, Harry and Ron and Ginny before we go back to Hogwarts for our last year there, you are going to Hogwarts for our last year, aren’t you” Hermione asked Draco.

“ Yes, of course I will be there, I can’t miss our last year there, now can I ?”. Draco answered, with a twinkle in his eyes, not unlike the twinkle in Dumbledore’s eyes.

“How long are you staying here in France?” Hermione asked him.

“Well I’m also going tomorrow, I’m going with the 10 o’clock plain to the states in the morning”.

“that’s great” Hermione yelled. “that’s my flight too”.

“then maybe we can get your parents to come and sit with my in first class” he kindly suggested.

“oh, I think I can persuade them” she said, with a smirk that any slitherin could be proud of. He kissed her softly and walked towards his room, which was just down the hall, just a few feet from her room. She closed the door and locked it, she walked towards the bathroom with a smile on her lips, she took a long, hot shower, and then went to bed. She fell asleep almost instantly, with the smile still on her face .