I Love You [Dramione]

Malfoy

I pulled away from him and backed up the sidewalk.

"Granger," he started.

"Why?" Was all I could get out.

"Because I've changed. More than anyone could think. Asorita, just wasn't the one I nedded," he explained.

I looked at him to see he was sincere. The next thing I did was a pulse of affection. I walked over to him and kissed him. To my suprise, he kissed me back, making me feel something I had never felt with Ron. It was the feeling of true love.

"I think I love Malfoy,"  was all my brain could think.

When what felt like forever, we finally parted.

"Granger I love you," he stated.

"I have ever since 3rd year," he added.

"I was so mean, because I knew that you would never feel the same, because you were always with Potter or Weasel," he finished.

"You don't have to worry about that git anymore," I smiled.

"Weasel?" He asked.

"Yes, Ronald is an ass," I added not wanting to cry again.

"Why were you crying a minute ago?" He asked.

"He called me a mudblood," I answered and felt tears sting my face once more.

Draco placed his hand on my face, and started to wipe away the tears.

"Where is he?" Draco asked, clearly pissed.

"Don't Ginny already took care of it," I answered.

Speaking of Ginny how can I explain to her that I fell in love with Draco? Oh Merlin, she'll kill me if she found out. Draco sees my worry.

"Come with me," he started.

"I've got this huge manor that No one is using," he finished.

"Where would I fit in?" I asked.

"It's just me Granger," he replied.

I hesitated, but then outstretched my hand. He took it, and disapperated to Malfoy Manor. It was bigger than I had remembered from all of those years ago. Draco took me up the stairs, to inside the manor. It was different, it didn't have black everywhere, rather other colors.

"Home sweet home," he said sarcastically.

He let go of my hand, and walked into the kitchen.

"Granger," he started.

I walked towards him.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I'm going to call you Hermione instead of Granger, got it? He asked.

"Then I shall call you Draco.m," I added.

I went back to the living room, and checked my phone. I had several missed calls from Ginny, but also from Harry. They never called unless it was crucially important. I decided to text Ginny to explain everything, and as soon as I clicked send, she replied.

Gin: Hermione where are you? George just called and said Ron was dead.

After I read that last text I started to feel pleased. Not that he was dead, but rather I didn't have to deal with him anymore.

"Hermione," I heard my name, and lost my train of thought.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked.

"I'm fine," I answer lying through my teeth. The truth is I'm in love with Draco and I might get what I want.