"And what about what happened after you helped me?"
She knew her voice had shaken, but she didn't care. He stopped suddenly before reaching his door. The atmosphere in the room immediately became tense and uncomfortable, and her eyes stayed fixed on him as he slowly turned and gave her a fierce look that took her breath away. He looked both angry and unsettled, and once again she found herself noticing his elegant and annoyingly handsome features. He really was so...
"Nothing happened," Draco growled slowly, taking steps back towards her and pointing a rage-trembling finger at her. "Do you hear me, Granger? Nothing fucking happened-
"Then I must remember things differently," she fired back, lifting her chin defiantly. "Because I recall-
"Shut the hell-
"That you and I-
"Don't," he barked, close enough now that his senses were once again overpowered by her. "Nothing happened! And nothing ever will happen! So, you just shut your filthy Mud-
"Mudblood mouth?" she finished evenly, tilting her head boldly to the side and folding her arms over her chest. "I know I've struck a nerve with your prejudices against Muggles, Malfoy, so you can use that silly little word all you like, because I know you are starting doubt yourself-
"You are so bloody stupid!" he countered, but there was a hint of hesitation there that he hoped she couldn't hear. "I loathe you and your kind, and you and your Mudblood mouth have only proved to me how vile you all are-
"Well, you kissed this Mudblood's mouth!"
"NO, I FUCKING DIDN'T!"
The flushed and agitated pair froze when their noses brushed softly; gold and silver eyes going round and confused. Hermione didn't dare move as his delectable little breaths fell into her mouth again, and that warm throb in her chest returned. Draco looked horrified and perhaps a little...fearful as the silence stretched around them, as he did everything he could to smother that almost instinctive urge to steal another taste.
He closed his eyes.
Yes; he had definitely gone mad.