Thousands of thoughts fluttered through Draco's head. He had to kiss her. The bookworm. The master of spells. The Gryffindor princess. The muggle-born. Hermione Zabini. His thoughts were interrupted by hyperventilating. Hermione put a hand on her chest as she inhaled and exhaled at very fast rates. People started gathering around them, some snickering, others looking worried. Draco stepped toward Hermione and took her hand. She looked up at him with fear in her eyes. "Calm down 'Mione. We will get out of this, I promise." Hermione calmed down and nodded. She bent over and picked up the egg, studying it. She could see the faintest...but it couldn't be. Could it? She pushed the green part of the egg and the dome around them disappeared They were free without having to kiss. "Oh come on!" Dumbledor's shout could be heard from their current position. Everyone laughed a bit. Draco looked over at Hermione and smiled. Blaise tackled him. "Bloody hell!" he shouted. "Eye my sister again and we are going to have issues, understand mate?" Blaise glared at Draco. Draco nodded fearfully. He got up and walked toward Harry and Ron. "Hey, how did you guys do?" Harry replied with "We got 3 eggs..." He looked sheepishly at the ground. Draco smiled sincerely and nudged him playfully. He stalked off toward the burrow, where Molly had agreed to cook everyone a nice homemade Easter dinner. He figured he could help out there. He set up tables, put out silverware and even got to help Molly with the vegetables. "Did you enjoy the egg hunt, dear?" She asked the young Malfoy sincerely. "I did Molly, thank you. I am a bit upset I didn't get to kiss Zabini though, I've wanted it since the third year you know" He smiled as he began to daydream about how her lips would have tasted like. He imagined like apple-cinnamon. "Well then why didn't you just ask?" said a voice that startled him from his daydream. Hermione stood in the doorway with a basket full of potatoes for peeling. Draco began to stutter and became flustered. Hermione went up to him, placing the basket on the counter and kissed him, wrapping her hands around his neck. He kissed back, wrapping his hands around her waist. Molly looked over and smiled. 'They deserve it more than anyone.' she thought to herself. She grabbed the potatoes and began peeling them, humming a tune.