A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope you all had fun time yesterday! I decided to celebrate by writing a Dramione story, so here you go!

"Psst. Granger," Malfoy whispered to me during Charms class. I turned around to see him, for he sat behind me. He gave me a small piece of parchment. I took it suspiciously and turned back towards professor Flitwick. I opened the note to see beautiful handwriting.

Granger, you're not too bad.

-DM

I was definitely surprised by the note. I took my quill and wrote a quick answer to him.

Well Malfoy that was nothing I expected from you.

Anyway, you're not too bad either.

-HG

Have you realized that your initials are the same than Head Girl? I mean you are Head Girl. I guess you were doomed for the position.

-DM

Yeah I've realized. But I'm totally okay with being the Head Girl, so it doesn't really matter, does it?

But Malfoy, what are your intentions through these notes?

-HG

Nothing. I'm just bored. I mean I know all this stuff already.

-DM

We're supposed to revise that we know the things so that we can do well in NEWTs. I do know them too.

-HG

Yeah, well no surprise there, you're the perfect little know-it-all anyway.

-DM

I know I'm perfect.

-HG

Well I didn't mean it like that. You can't be ENTIRELY perfect.

-DM

Are you flirting with me?

-HG

Maybe.

-DM

Wow. But I AM entirely perfect.

-HG

You're almost perfect. But not quite.

-DM

What's the unperfect part of me?

-HG

I… um… uh… eh… damn, umm… You win this round.

-DM

So I am entirely perfect?

-HG

I suspect the perfectness of your lips, but I'll have to check.

-DM

Now you're definitely flirting.

-HG

Hmm. Yeah I guess so.

-DM

Well, I think you checking the perfectness of my lips requires that we'd not be in class full of Gryffindors and Slytherins who'd probably attack us.

-HG

You might be right… In that case, will you see me in the Room of Requirements after dinner tonight so I can check?

Until then let's agree that you might not be perfect.

-DM

I'd like to meet you then and there. But you can't prove that my lips aren't perfect, so let's agree I am perfect until you have proved it to be true.

-HG

Fine.

-DM

I don't know why I agreed to go with him. I mean he's Draco Malfoy for God's sake! But I was curious. He was attractive, that's for sure, and his flirting made me sort of happy. So I wanted to know if he was just fooling with me. I mean he was Slytherin after all.

I walked slowly towards the Room of Requirement enthusiastic to see him. I had never kissed anybody, not even Krum in fourth grade. I was nervous, because I knew he'd kiss me, if this was no joke.

When I arrive to the tapestry in front of the entrance to the Room, he was already there. He walked to me and grabbed my hand. We entered the Room together. It was like any common room, there were a love seat and a fireplace. I smiled as he guided me towards the love seat. We sat down quite near to each other.

"So can I check the perfectness of your lips?" Malfoy asked with hoarse voice.

"Yes," I whispered.

Immediately after I said that word he leaned towards me. He put some of my hair behind my ear and inspected my face with his eyes. He touched me gently, moving his thumb on my cheek. Soon he leaned in and pressed his lips on mine. I was in heaven. I know people said kissing was amazing, but this exceeded my expectations.

"You're beautiful Hermione," he said after we had parted from each other.

"Thanks. You are handsome yourself, Draco," I said admiring his face.

We were laying on the loveseat tangled together smiling like fools. Draco was perfect for me, I knew it. I couldn't have found a better person to have my first kiss with.

"Hermione, do you want to be my girlfriend?" Draco asked after a while of comfortable silence.

"Yes, I do," I answered without thinking. I was in love.