Chapter 10 - Draco's POV

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Strawberries. Did it have to be that? There was only one person I knew who used that scent. She was probably laying on her own bed wondering why I was acting so fucking weird. I was doomed. I was going to have to avoid her, but I couldn't just cut her out like that. I had promised her I'd be there. What was I supposed to do? I can't have a crush on the Golden girl! The ministry would probably arrest me if they saw us together. They'd probably think I'd hexed her or something. Gods, could this be anymore complicated?

I thought back to the Potions class, "Oh fuck!" I said out loud. I thought about what she had smelled. She said she smelled mint, expensive cologne and quidditch equipment. She smelled me. Did this mean she had a crush on me? She didn't act like it. Unless, maybe she didn't know it yet. Sometimes these things take time.

Fuck it, I was going to tell her.

I got up and walked out of my room. I went straight to her door and didn't even bother knocking. The door shut loudly behind me. She was sitting in her bed with a book in her lap. She looked up at me startled. She opened her mouth to say something.

"I know I didn't knock and I'm sorry I scared you, but I have something to say" I rushed out before she could yell at me. She closed her mouth and waited for me to continue.

I cleared my throat, "I like you. I like you and my amortentia was proof of that. But you like me too because you smelled me. I like you, but we can't… do anything about it. Right now I can't be anything for you except your friend. And that really sucks, because I really, really like you Granger. When I smelled the fucking strawberries I knew it. The smell slapped me across the fucking face. I like you so much and I think I have for a while and just hadn't accepted it but today was an eye opener."

I watched several emotions cross her face before finally settling on calm, "I don't know what you want me say Malfoy. You pretty much said everything that needed to be said. I can say that, I hadn't figured out who my potion smelled like, but at the same time I'm not surprised that it's you. Now, while I don't particularly agree with the part you said about not being able to do anything about it, I respect your decision."

I looked at her incredulously, "Love I can't… I can't take you out on dates. Fuck, I can barely leave the castle grounds. The furthest I'm allowed to go is Hogsmead. If you're seen too much with me, they'll talk about you. They'll say I kidnapped and hexed the golden girl. Granger, being seen with me could really fuck things up for you. Can you imagine what the Prophet would say? I can see it now, 'Golden Girl seen in Diagon Alley with Death Eater!' Potter would have my head! I'm sorry, but we can't. Right now, friendship is enough."

I could see her face twisting slightly in pain at my words before nodding. She got up slowly and walked towards the door. She opened it, refusing to look at me. I felt my soul being crushed as I looked at her. I got up to walk out of the room and suddenly thought 'fuck it.'

I strode over to her quickly and grabbed her face, "Fuck it!" I said before kissing her. Electricity sparked where our lips met.

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And if you look to your left, you'll see Draco simping for Hermione already.

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