you are my other half - dramione

"Trust me, I won't."

"Oh, my, god."

Hermione turned around as fast as a cheetah.

Harry couldn't believe it.

"You...and you?" Harry was out of words.

A second ago, Hermione had been kissing Draco. Draco Malfoy, his enemy, mortal enemy. The one he probably hated most other than Professor Snape and Voldemort.

Draco walked over to him.

"Harry, I know this is a shock but we can't talk here. Follow me," Harry obliged.

Draco led him and Hermione to a blank wall, but after Draco closed his eyes for a few seconds, two doors appeared.

"Come in," He opened the doors for them and gave Hermione a pat on the back as she went in ahead of Harry, it infuriated him. How dare he touch her like that!!!

Once the doors were closed and all three were inside, Harry let go.

"OH MY GOD HOW DARE YOU TOUCH HER LIKE THAT! HOW DARE YOU LOOK AT HER LIKE THAT! HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YO-"

"Harry!"

Hermione covered his mouth with her hand and looked him in the eye. "Harry please!"

"Fine."

"Ok, Harry I think we need to start from the beginning, have a seat Harry." She gestured to a green sofa he hadn't realized was there.

He sat down and watched Draco put his arm around Hermione and sat down on the same couch only across from him.

He wanted to rip them apart.

"So, uh, I guess one night neither of us could sleep so we somehow found each other and it continued for a while until he got the nerve to ask me out." Hermione turned red and looked down, but smiled.

Draco kept his eyes on her, the way he looked at her, like he loved her. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. Draco kissed her cheek and she reddened more.

"When did that happen?" He asked.

"September of 3rd year." He replied.

"Draco how could you."

"Excuse me?" He stood up.

"That's right." Harry stood up. "You just want her so you can break her heart then brag to you stupid Slytherin goons about it Malfoy, I know how people like you work!"

"If that was my goal wouldn't I have already done it?"

"No! I know how people like you work! My cousin, Dudley, is one! You don't even like her!"

"That's not true!"

"Yes it is!"

"I LOVE HER!" Harry was caught off guard. He loved her? Was he only doing this to break her heart, or did she really love her?

Hermione stood up from the sofa and stood by Draco and faced him.

"You, love me?"

He looked her in the eyes. "Yes, Hermione Jean Granger, I love you."

Harry gaped.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, I love you too." Harry closed his eyes as they, most likely, kissed.

Harry coughed and they broke apart.

"Malfoy, do you promise me that you are not playing with her heart?"

He looked at Harry. "Of course."

Harry shrugged. "Then I guess I won't murder you now. But if you ever-"