I Love My Enemy~Dramione -A Draco Malfoy Love Story {Hermione Granger} *Three*

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Created by MyHeartBeatsFast on Sunday, August 01, 2010

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Hermione's Pov
I looked around my surroundings. I was in the woods. There was a lake, with swans in it. Two of them. Snow was dancing in the sky, and landing softly on the ground. I shivered, as they landed softly on my bare shoulders.
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I was wearing absoulutly no jewelry, just a dress and shoes. My hair was up the way I had it at the Yule Ball.
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I shivered once more, bring my palms to my shoulders for warmth.

"Hello," I heard. My head whipped around. Draco was in a suit and tie, emerging from the woods. I reached for my wand. Which wasn't there. I groaned.

"What are you doing her, Malfoy?" I sneered.

"I'm here for you, of course." He smiled and walked over to me. "Care to dance?" He held out his hand. The swans immediantly departed from the lake, and it turned to ice. I took his hand, and smiled. Then he smiled. Not a smirk, but a real smile. He put his hand on my waist. I put one hand on his shoulder, and the other I held Draco's. We started gliding on the icy lake.

A smile stayed plastered on my lips as he gazed down at me.

"You look beautiful" he said spinning me. I felt myself blush.

"Thank you," I said back, before my heal slipped against the ice and I fell back. My head hit the ice.

"Oh, Hermione, it's bleeding!" Draco kneeled down next to me and pulled out his wand. He pointed it at my head. "Episkey." I put my fingers to my head, and felt no blood.

"Thank you."

"Are you still hurt?" My eyes lingered to his lips.

"N-no." He leaned in slowly, as his lips met mine.

I kissed back, Ron's image flashed in my mind.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" The image said."You know I was so close to breaking up with Lavandar and asking outyou! Your kissing the enemy!" Then Harry's image ran into my mind.

"All those times he's called you a mudblood, all those times he had made fun of us!" The image said."I thought you were our friend, Hermione. I really thought you were our friend."
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I shot up, the images flashing in my mind. It was only a dream. But the question was, why was I having dreams about kissing Malfoy?

I looked around the dorm, the dream lingering in my mind. What was so special about Malfoy, that made me dream about kissing him?
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I'm sorry it's short, but I'm thinking about my Ron one right now.

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