Our Complicated Love.

At the lake.

A/N: I'm sorry I suck at making chapter titles.

His big warm hand encased her small one as the speed walked through the halls. Hermione blushed when he had grabbed her hand. It had seemed so ... Un-malfoyish. But when his skin made contact with hers, electric tingles shot up her arm, and she blushed deeper. 

Malfoy seemed to sense her blushing because he looked down at her and smirked. " Why are you blushing Granger?" He asked. 

Hermione blushed even redder when he asked that question. She didn't want to tell him that she loved the feeling of her hand in his, so she decided to lie.

" Uhm... It's hot out!" She squeaked. but she felt stupid when she realised it was almost December, of course it wasn't going to be hot out.

Malfoy laughed at her. " Are you sure that's why Granger? It's seems pretty cold to me."

They pushed the great doors open and stepped outside.

" Are you sure you don't have a fever Granger? Maybe I should check." He said. 

They were almost at the lake now but he was still clutching her hand in his. 

" You don't need to check, I'm fine." She muttered. 

She stood at the back of her favourite tree by the lake, facing away from Hogwarts. 

" But you think it's hot out? It's cold. Unless you were lying to me." He smirked. He was traping her. 

" I wasn't lying" She mumbled. But even she knew it was worthless to try and lie.

" Maybe I should take you to the hospital wing, have Madame Pomfrey check you out." Malfoy suggested.

Hermione blushed again. " Okay maybe I didn't think it was hot.." She said in a rush. 

Malfoy gave a mock surpprise look. " Oh? Than what was the matter?" 

Hermione blushed and looked down. " Okay maybe I liked the way you held my hand!" She said too fast.

" I'm sorry I couldn't hear that, could you try a little slower?" Malfoy lied.

" You know exactly what I said!" Hermione defended.

Malfoy smirked . Of course he had heard her, but he wanted to hear her say it again. 

" No I didn't " He lied.

Hermione blushed again and sighed. " I said I liked the way you held my hand."  She spoke to the ground. 

Malfoy wanted to smile again. Again! But instead he kept his cool and smirked. 

" Now I definatly think something is wrong with you Granger. You must have a fever! Who knew you would like holding my hand!" 

Hermione blushed scarlet and satrted mumbling.

" Now I definatly have to check." He said.

And before she could protest, he grabbed her by the waist and gently placed his lips to her forehead and closed his eyes. 

After a couple seconds he drew back, releasing the smile he couldn't resist. 

" No I don't think anything is wrong, your still perfect. " 

The breeze blew a strand of Hermione's hair in her face and Malfoy gently tucked it back behind her ear. 

Hermione looked up at Malfoy " Why are you doing this to me?" She asked innocently.

" Doing what?" Malfoy asked.

" Your being nice to me and holding my hand! Without being disgusted! And your not calling me mudblood anymore your calling me perfect! I think you are the one with a fever!" She exclaimed.

Malfoy frowned at the word mudblood. He had wondered why himself why he was suddenly changing towards her. 

" I think your the one doing things to me, Granger. I can't go near you without wanting to hold your hand. " He lifted up their hands.

" All I ever want is to look at you." He gazed  into her eyes and smiled.

" Whenever  I see you crying I just want to hold you until you are all better." He pulled her closer.

" And your laugh is the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. " He whispered.

Hermione wanted to smile. She wanted to hear these words coming from him. She wanted to! But instead she frowned.

" But you hate me " She whispered and tears welled in her eyes " I'm just a mudblood." 

Malfoy sighd. " You're not a mudblood. I'm-" He stared at the ground and then looked her in the eyes. " I'm sorry I ever called you a mudblood." 

Hermione almost gasped. She had never  heard Malfoy apologize. To anyone. but he was here apologizing to her. But that didn't mean she believed it. 

" I don't know how to belive you. Just yesterday you were being just as mean as usual." She said.

" I don't know how to deal with emmotions very well Granger. Especially when I've been taught to ignore certain ones my whole life. " He sat down on the ground and pulled her with him. 

" But I think you bewitched me or something. " He said.

Hermione laughed. " I didn't " 

Hermione grabbed a handful of grass and threw it into the lake and watched as it floated a way. 

She and Malfoy sat at the lake talking and laughing until the sun started to set, and they had to make curfew. 

They had parted ways at the great  hall and now Hermione lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling. 

She had a lot to think about.

A/N: I'm not really happy how this chapter went. I feel like the Dramione went waaaaay to fast, but I had to put some in my story sometime! Some of you might be confused about some parts in here because I'm still not sure if that one chapter I posted was there. Half of it was gone.

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