Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters.
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I wonder how's it gonna be when you don't know me?
How's it gonna be when you're sure I'm not there?
How's it gonna be when there's no one there to talk to
Between you and me
Cause I don't care
How's it gonna be?
~*~
The Silent Treatment
~*~
" Goddamn it Granger! Don't you ever shut the bloody hell up?" Draco snapped at his girlfriend. Hermione's eyes widened in surprise as her head lifted quickly from his bare chest. She covered her chest with the blanket that was draped over them in a huff.
" What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked in shock as she stared at him with wide, innocent eyes.
Draco sat up letting his back settle against the headrest of the king size bed. " How can you be talking about Potter when we're like this?" he asked in annoyance and his hands emphasized the state they were in from their recent activities.
Hermione rested her back against the same headrest, but she didn't dare to shift near Draco. She hated it when he was mad at her for any apparent reason because he always made her feel so low and dirty.
" I'm sorry Draco, but I was just trying to make conversation," she explained, biting her bottom lip in apprehension. Draco snapped his head toward her direction.
" Mentioning any of your adventures with the golden two after sex is not my idea of a turn on," he growled narrowing his silver orbs, " But of course since you never shut up about them, I never really know what exactly is going on in your head when you're with me."
This time it was Hermione's turn to lash out on Draco. " Just what exactly are you implying Draco? Do you think they are all I think about? Or is it…"
Draco cut her off abruptly before she could finish her sentence, " No, it's just the fact that you talk about them all the time. Do you think I care about what the hell you guys do in your spare time? That's a fuck no! Also, you rant about how you know everything. There's more to life than just books, Granger."
Hermione's eyes glazed over with sadness and then anger. She gave him one last doleful glance before she got up from the bed abruptly. Draco looked on with a spaced out gaze. He couldn't believe that he said that. It had been two weeks since they last fought and it never did end with either of them leaving. He sighed. " Look, Hermione, I'm…"
" Save it for someone who cares, Malfoy," she replied tonelessly putting on her clothes that were discarded on the floor. Yes, indeed, she was upset. Draco cursed as he got up from the comfortable bed and reached for his boxers near the foot of the bed.
They dressed in an uncomfortable silence and when Hermione was finished, she reached for her cloak that was strewn across his mahogany dresser. He grabbed her wrist gently before she could escape. " I'm sorry."
Her eyes softened at his gentle apology and she sighed. " Why can't you always think about what you're about to say?" she asked half seriously.
Draco smirked. " I don't know, but it's one of my gifts," he replied with a shrug.
" You meant everything you said Draco," she said in a voice just barely above a whisper, " Other wise you wouldn't have said it at all."
Draco frowned. " Look, I said I was sorry…"
She cut him off by placing a finger against his lips. " I know and I appreciate it, but you're right and maybe I say too much for my own good. I'm going to make your wish come true and I won't say anything at all."
Draco blinked in disbelief at her proposal and the next thing he knew, she was gone.
~*~
The next day: ' Hermione being quiet for a day? That's like Snape coming to class with fishnet stockings under his robes,' Draco thought with a shake of his head. He definitely had to see it to believe it. It was Monday and the Slytherins had the Gryfinndors for double Potions. Once everyone was situated in their seats, Snape strode in the class to get the lesson done and over with.
" Settle down," he bellowed to the class. " Today we'll go over today's potion and start after I tell you some of its background and the uses for it."
The class was furiously writing down notes on a Serenity Potion and the ingredients on the chalkboard. Draco would look up once in a while to see Hermione writing her notes and paying careful attention to Snape's every word. He fought the urge to go up to her and brush away the chestnut curl that gently brushed her face and over her eye, but it didn't seem to bother her. Draco's thoughts were interrupted when Snape began asking questions to the class.
" Can anybody tell me what plant is a cousin of Monkshood?" Snape drawled, looking for anybody who dared to answer the question. Silence loomed over the class while everyone waited to hear if anybody would say anything. Snape shifted his glare over to Hermione who was calmly looking back at him with her quill hovered over the piece of parchment. Harry and Ron looked at her in disbelief and the Gryfinndors looked at her to see if she would raise her hand.
She wasn't unfazed by the stares at all. Snape stood there speechless because after all she was paying attention. The silence hung in the air for what seemed to be a long while when Draco raised his hand to answer the question.
Snape cleared his throat, " Yes, Mr. Malfoy, would you please tell me the answer?"
" Wolfsbane," Draco drawled lazily, " is a cousin of Monkshood."
" Correct. Ten points to Slytherin," Snape said looking straight at Hermione, with a sneer, while she went back down to writing down her notes.
Draco fought the urge to just burst out laughing at the situation. So Hermione was keeping true to her word. After all, she wouldn't be doing this if he hadn't said anything at all. She had defied Snape and he was speechless. He watched as Harry asked her a question with a concerned look on his face as she gave him a shrug as an answer. He smirked. Granger was in for it after class.
As soon as the long hour passed up, the bell rang and the students we're dismissed for lunch. Draco rose out of his seat when he heard Snape ask Hermione to stay after class to speak with her. He slowly put his things in his bag making sure that he caught her alone when she left.
" Miss Granger, are you alright? You seemed…quiet today," Snape drawled as a brow rose in curiosity to her response.
" I'm fine professor," she replied casually with a shrug.
Snape looked at her with a slight bewildered look in his eyes and sneered. " Very well, you may go."
Hermione gingerly picked up her book bag and strode out to leave the classroom. Draco grabbed his book bag and followed behind shortly, not before giving Snape an amused smirk on the way out.
Draco followed behind her and grabbed her arm gently, slowing down her pace. She looked at him wearily and waited for what he had to say. His face broke into an amused smile. " Well, bravo Granger, you really did make your housemates look like fools without your intelligent help. Now, you can cut it out, I know you're really doing this because of what I said," he said giving her a smirk. Her expression didn't falter at his teasing.
He frowned with a slight look of disappointment. He expected her to lash out at him and yell obscene things at him for being a prat. Instead, she just looked at him in a bored manner. " Enough, Hermione, I'm serious. The joke's over," he drawled and rose a brow.
Hermione shrugged and walked away. Draco's emotions ranged between anger and hurt at her behavior. How dare she walk away from him like that! This time, he grabbed her arm a little forcefully to stop her and felt a little guilty at the slight look of pain on her face.
" I wasn't finished talking to you. What is wrong with you? Quit it, Granger, this game you're playing is childish and my patience is up to here," he commented, raising a hand just above his forehead. " Well? Aren't you going to say something?"
Hermione shook her head and left him standing there in the dungeons in disbelief.
~*~
It was during dinnertime when everyone was taking about Hermione and her silent treatment towards everyone. Draco was furious at her behavior, but then again, he was worried about how long she was going to go without speaking to him. It would also affect their relationship. He carelessly pushed his plate away and his eyes wondered to the Gryfinndor table. It amazed him at how she could just sit there without a care in the world while everyone around her was talking about her. Ron and Harry were whispering to one another and gave obvious glares at her. She was just sitting there like she was the only person at the table.
He couldn't help but take in how beautiful she looked right then. Draco got up from the table and sighed exiting the Great Hall. It was a usual routine during the evening for the two of them. One would leave and the other would follow casually. This time he had a feeling that she wouldn't follow. Draco turned and left towards the door that led to the dungeons alone for the first time in three months.
' How dare she not speak to me? Who does she think she is? She's lucky that I even give her the time of day!' Draco thought in anger. He fumed his way down into the Slytherin dungeons and stopped when he met face to face with the boa in the portrait. The large snake looked down at him with red ominous eyes from the branch of a fruit tree its body was coiled around.
" The password?" the snake asked flicking out it's tongue, his red eyes flashing.
" Halo," Draco answered, shaking his head slightly at the ridiculous password. The Slytherin dungeons contained secrets and affairs not even worthy to even get a glimpse of a halo.
The snake hissed and the portrait door swung open as Draco made his way down the steps and into the common room. He sank down on the couch with a sigh and ran a shaky hand into his hair.
' She's acting like a bitch and not to mention childish! At least I apologized and that should count for something,' he thought with an exasperated sigh. All this fuming about Hermione was giving him a headache. With a growl of frustration, Draco flung his hands in the air and growled, " Women!"
" You know Malfoy, they say that talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity. How about I give St. Mungo's an owl? I'm sure they'll be glad to treat you," a voice from the portrait door interrupted the silence that settled over the common room once again, " Or is it thinking that you're a bus? I really do forget these things."
" Shut it, Zabini and I really don't have the patience to deal with you today," Draco growled, not even bothering to give a glance at the hazel eyed boy who was smirking in triumph.
" Women you say? Well, seems to me that you're having problems with the little lady from Gryfinndor," Blaise announced sitting next to Draco on the couch, " Too bad because she's quite a pretty one."
Draco turned his head and looked at Blaise in shock and surprise. " Wait a minute! How do you know…"
Blaise shrugged it off and laughed while interrupting Draco. " Please Malfoy! Nobody grabs Granger's ass and lives to tell about it. Believe me I should know," Blaise's last statement really got Draco's attention.
" What?" Draco growled, his blue eyes flashing. Blaise laughed.
" Whoa, down boy! Not to worry, it was last year and I saw your girlfriend coming out of the library and…" Blaise said but was interrupted by Draco's sudden burst of laughter.
" The library? What happened? Did you get lost?" Draco asked as the laughter slowly eased away. Blaise's hazel eyes flashed in anger.
" As a matter of fact, I did! Now can I get on with the story?" Blaise said sounding offended. Draco smirked in amusement.
" Now why would I want you to do that when I already know what happens. You saw Granger leaving the library, you started hitting on her, she refused you, you grabbed her ass and she slapped you," Draco said raising a brow.
" No, actually she hexed me really good," Blaise said with a shudder at the memory.
" That's my girlfriend," Draco said with a smirk, " And now I really fucked things up."
" Not that I care, but what did you do?" Blaise asked with a hint of mirth in his tone.
" I said some things to her yesterday and now she's putting it into full effect," Draco said with a shake of his head at the choice of words he said.
" Oh, whoa, that sucks. I'm sure you'll charm your way out of it like you always do," he said with the mirth now evident in his voice, " Oh and Draco? Don't tell anybody that we had this conversation."
" Like I want to tell everyone," Draco said with a smirk slowly tugging his lips.
" Good luck," Blaise said and with that, he got up and headed towards the boy's dorms.
" Thanks, I'll need it."
~*~
The next morning seemed to be slow for Draco. At breakfast, he didn't see Hermione at all or the remaining two of the Golden Trio. He would just have to wait for Potions and his afternoon classes since he had them all with Hermione. Finally, when Potions came around, Draco walked in only to have a deep feeling of anger pulse through him. Hermione seemed to be fine after all, now that she was talking to Potter and Weasley. He brushed the feeling of jealousy aside and tried his luck to talk to her as he walked to where the three were sitting.
" Granger, we're suppose to have partners today for the potion we're brewing today and Snape wants us to work together," Draco said nonchalantly looking at his manicured nails, " So bring your stuff to where I'm sitting."
Hermione looked at Draco in amusement and scoffed not moving or saying a word to him as she looked away. She refused him in front of the entire class. He felt like cringing at the sound of the Gryfinndors behind them starting to laugh. Draco sneered at her and stormed off to his seat in the back row.
" Quiet," Snape bellowed walking into the classroom, " First we will go over the second part of the Serenity Potion we were making and get started on completing it."
Once again, the class was cautiously taking notes until Snape began to ask his questions of doom. Neville swallowed nervously as Snape's eyes began to wonder among the class.
" Now, can anybody tell me the properties of Nymph eyelash?"
Snape looked directly at Hermione and again she looked at him unfazed ready to right down the answer on her parchment. Seamus raised his hand eagerly in the air. He looked bewilderedly at the Gryfinndor boy and his face paled a bit. Harry and Ron began sniggering at Snape's reaction.
" Mr. Potter, since you find the question so amusing why don't you answer the question?" Snape asked with that all to known smirk.
" A Nymph's eyelash is suppose to relax the muscles and decrease the flow of air into the lungs when one is experiencing stress. Since Nymph's are magical and they have certain abilities and gifts, one eyelash is supposed to give of all of the gifts in one single state of peace," Harry said.
Snape's eyes widened in disbelief and a moment of silence was spread. Finally, Snape cleared his throat, and gritted his teeth at the words he was going to say next, " That is correct, ten points to Gryfinndor."
" My god, we've stepped into the bloody twilight zone," Draco muttered running a hand through his hair. Potter's answer even stunned him.
" Thank god we had Professor Trelawny not that long ago," Ron muttered and continued to write the ingredients off the board.
" You may begin," Snape announced straightening his robes, " And team up into teams of two."
Draco noticed that Hermione didn't move from her seat while everybody else was pairing up. He smirked and raised his hand to put his plan into action.
" Yes, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape asked looking up from the parchments he was grading.
" When you said that everyone should team up in pairs, that includes everyone, right?" Draco said eyeing Hermione. Snape caught his glance and frowned.
" Miss Granger," Snape bellowed.
Hermione looked up placing down her quill, " Yes, Professor Snape?"
" When I give out instructions, I expect everyone to follow orders, especially the privileged Head Girl. Go and work with Mr. Malfoy."
Hermione nodded and gathered her things without any objections. Draco smirked when he saw her moving towards his direction. " Granger," he said with the smirk that seemed never to leave his face.
She sat down silently and didn't even bother to acknowledge him at all. " You know Granger, it's fucked up that you're talking to everyone else but me," he snarled grabbing the Monkshood and Nymph's eyelash.
Hermione gave him a wiry smile and grabbed a piece of parchment. He raised a brow as she began to furiously write down something and pass it on to him. He frowned at the little sentence she wrote: I happen to think it's funny.
" Well, I don't! How long do you think you'll handle not talking to me?" he challenged, shoving the piece of parchment back to her. She began writing again and shoved the note right under his nose.
As long as I want it to.
Draco snorted at her challenge and tossed away the parchment. " We're not going to get anything done with your silly little notes, so let's get to work."
She nodded and gathered her half of the ingredients and silently worked. If she only knew how much this was driving him up the wall.
~*~
A week passed by and Draco seemed to see Hermione less and less other than classes and in the Great Hall. She still wasn't talking to him at all, but she was talking to everyone else. This is what drove Draco up the wall. He tried to catch her alone and talk to her, but she was always with the Weasley girl. On Tuesday, he owled a single red rose to her during breakfast. A sense of hope ran through him when she looked up and smiled at him. It was during Potions when she walked up to him and hand him a note that just said: Thanks. She wasn't giving up. In a way it amused him because she was sticking to her little vow, but it annoyed him immensely because it was only him that she wasn't talking to. Her stubbornness was always what he lo…no, liked about her.
Her little silent treatment wasn't getting them anywhere and this was really pissing him off. Was this it? Were they not together anymore? How long was she going to go on not speaking to him? He had to know and it had to be soon.
On Thursday, he caught Hermione coming out of the Great Hall with the She Weasel. Since she wasn't a threat, Draco strode out of nowhere and steered Hermione towards the dungeons by her wrist. Ginny made a cry of protest and went back into the Great Hall. Nothing was said all the way to the portrait door and he growled out the password. Once the door swung open, he pulled Hermione inside and led her towards the couch. A weeks worth of frustration exploded on the Gryfinndor.
" Do you think this is funny? Just what the hell are you trying to prove? I've tolerated more than my share Hermione and enough is enough. I apologized! It's not my fault that you take my words seriously! This little game you're playing is stupid and it's going to stop! Mark my words, Granger because it's sure as hell going to stop! Well, say something!" Draco yelled at the seemingly catatonic girl on the black leather couch.
" Goddamn it," Draco snarled pacing around the common room. Hermione blinked and stood to leave when he grabbed her wrist and sat her back down on the couch.
" You are not leaving until I'm finished," he growled as his eyes flashed dangerously, " And believe me, I do have a lot to say."
Hermione just simply stared at him as if she were daring him to continue with his rant. Draco felt a surge of anger course through him at her blank stare. This was going to stop.
" I know I messed up, okay? I messed up and I apologized, so I deserve some credit right there! I can't take this anymore. I miss you," he admitted in defeat. He expected her at this point to just laugh and call him weak because he let his anger get the best of him. Instead, all she did was just stare at him.
" Please say something, anything, I don't care," he said sitting beside her on the couch, reaching for her hand. He frowned in disappointment when she pulled her hand away.
" Fuck Granger, I'm trying here! You know what? I've had enough! I'm giving you a choice right now, either you say something about what I've said," Draco didn't even think about the next words that flew out of his mouth, " Or it's over."
Hermione looked up at him with the same doleful eyes that he saw last week when he said she talked too much. With a defeated sigh, she stood up and kissed Draco on the cheek. He felt like he'd won at that moment when she made that gesture, but the next thing he knew was that she was leaving out the portrait door.
~*~
The next day, Draco missed all his morning classes due to a headache that just wouldn't leave him. Why did he say that? He didn't really mean it. It was only meant to scare her into talking to him. Now, it's over. It was already noon and Draco still hadn't got out of bed. He didn't even bother to look up when he heard the door to his dorm room open.
" My gods, for bloody sake Malfoy, get up! Do you know it's already noon?" Blaise said making himself comfortable on the bed opposite of Draco's.
" Really? I didn't notice," Draco replied with dripping sarcasm.
" What's wrong man, you look awful and you're eyes are all blood shot. You haven't been drinking, right?" Blaise asked with a raised brow.
Draco mindlessly pointed to the empty bottle of alcohol next to his trunk.
" Well, that explains everything," Blaise said with a chuckle, " And your girlfriend looks like she's in the same state you're in."
" Good," Draco muttered, burying his face in the pillow.
" Uh oh, have another little spat with the girlfriend?" Blaise asked with a sigh.
" It's over," Draco said with his voice muffled by the pillow, " We broke up last night."
" Oh, well, that's too bad. So, you won't mind if I asked her out, right?" Blaise asked with a smirk. Draco lifted his head from the pillow and glared at him angrily.
" Just kidding, Malfoy, I was just seeing if you were still alive under all those covers. So, plan on hiding under there forever? All things aren't over till it's over," Blaise said with his smirk growing wider.
" Believe me, it's over," Draco said pulling the blanket over his head, " Even you wouldn't even want to talk to me."
" Yeah, because I caught the show last night," Blaise said giving Draco an apologetic look as Draco's head shot out from underneath the covers.
" What?" Draco asked in disbelief.
" Now before you do anything drastic, I was in the dorm room and I heard yelling. When I opened the door, I saw Hermione leave and I shut the door. I don't know what was said, but all I heard was yelling, honestly," Blaise said holding up his hands in an honest gesture.
Draco mumbled something incoherently and turned his back towards Blaise.
" Why did you let her go?"
Draco sighed, " Not that you care or anything right?"
Blaise smirked, " Right, but if you love her, why did you let her go?"
He saw Draco stiffen at his choice of words, " Wait, you do love her, right?"
Draco sat up by running a shaky hand thorough his bed hair trying to calm it and shrugged. " I-I can't…I mean…I like her a lot," he said sheepishly.
" Is it deeper than that?" Blaise asked, " Don't you just feel different when you're around her at all?"
" Of course I do! It's just complicated! I've never been in love before so I don't know how it feels," he said with another shrug, " I don't even know how she feels about me."
" Well, she likes you, otherwise she wouldn't have stayed with you that long. By the way, how long have you guys been together?"
" Three months, four in two days. Well, not that it matters anymore," Draco trailed off not making eye contact with Blaise.
" Of course it matters! How did you feel when she left when you told her it was over?" Blaise questioned with a raised brow.
" Like vomiting," Draco said grabbing his pillow to bury his head in it once again, " I can't believe I even said that and I only meant it to scare her."
" You're in love! Aw, that's so sweet!" Blaise exclaimed mockingly and clapped his hands together.
" No! I-I…what do you know about love anyways?" Draco snapped throwing his pillow at Blaise. He caught it with ease.
" Maybe because I've been in love!" Blaise yelled, his voice sounded offended.
" Really? When?" Draco asked now suddenly intrigued.
" Draco, I fall in love at least four times a day," Blaise said with a goofy smile as Draco threw the pillow at him again, pegging him in the head.
" Seriously, I fell in love during the end of our fifth year. You know Alexia Daniels from Ravenclaw, right? Well, I bumped into her on the train and we started talking all the way home. I couldn't stop thinking about her all summer. She has this cute little laugh and she laughed at the things I said. That just really meant something to me. Then last year, I asked her out and we've been together ever since. I'm not saying that she's the one, but I'm willing to take the risk to find out," Blaise said with a slight smile.
" How did you know when you were in love with her?" Draco asked with sudden intrigue at Blaise's story.
" I really don't know, but I just knew. Love really doesn't have a certain moment to realize that it's there. It just sort of dawned on me and I'm glad it happened because I've never been happier," Blaise said, his smile growing wider at each word he spoke.
A brief silence passed over the two boys until Blaise broke the silence again, " You know Malfoy, we really need to stop doing this because I still got an image to keep up," Blaise said giving Draco a mocking frown.
Draco smiled, " Agreed,"
Draco stood up and walked over to his dresser and pulled out some clean clothes and boxers.
" Where are you going?"
" To find my girl."
~*~
During dinner, Draco didn't see Hermione at all at the Gryfinndor table. He decided to make his move when he saw Weasley's sister step out of the Great Hall. That was before he caught Blaise's assuring smile. He grinned back in response and exited out of the Great Hall.
After being interrogated by Ginny with a scowl on her face, she gave in and told him that she was outside by the lake. Draco practically ran the whole way there. That's when he saw her. Her back was against the trunk of the large Rowan and her soft mass of honey colored hair was straightened and pulled back into a neat French twist, a few strands gently framed her face. He walked up to her and sat next to her without even making a sound. She turned her head towards him and her gaze hardened.
" Hermione, we need to talk," Draco began with a sigh. He didn't even finish what he was going to say when she got up and stormed away from him.
" Hermione, wait! Say something!" Draco yelled and ran to catch up to her. He grabbed her arm and stopped her from going any further.
" You're an asshole!" she yelled trying to break free from his grip. Draco breathed in a sigh of relief.
" Well, not exactly what I expected to hear, but it's a start," Draco said with a smirk.
" Let go of me, Draco, I never want to see you again!" she yelled struggling harder.
" Just what the hell where you trying to do?" Draco yelled as he let go of her arm.
" What you told me to do! You told me that I should stop talking, so I did! I only did it to piss you off and it worked! You never think about my feelings at all because all your gestures were out of your selfishness! You never thought about why I wasn't talking to you because you just figured it was out of your benefit just because you said it!" she screamed as the tears threatened to fall from her wide, chocolate orbs.
Draco stood frozen in place as she let it all out and he was speechless. This wasn't how he expected it to be at all.
" Now, you don't have to worry about hearing me anymore because we're not together anymore," she said as the tears just rolled down freely past her cheeks.
" I don't care, you're everything to me, I love you," Draco said trying to calm her down. Her eyes widened in surprise at his declaration.
" What?" she asked shaking her head in disbelief from his words.
" I love you, I don't care if you're mute, and blind, deaf, or whatever. I just want to be with you. Hermione, I missed you. You not with me just felt like a part of me was missing. I know that I shouldn't have said what I said, but I was angry and I can't change that, but the one mistake I want to change was the one I made last night by letting you go." He said as he reached out for her hand and entwined his fingers with his.
" I love you too," she said softly. Draco breathed out another sigh of relief and pulled her into his embrace.
" Let's go back inside," she sniffed and pulled away from him, wiping her eyes.
" Yeah," Draco said grabbing her hand and the two walked back to the castle hand and hand. Once they were inside, Draco pulled her into a kiss, letting out all of the pent up passion he had for her since last week.
" So, you really missed me?" she teased.
" Yes, I missed you and that big mouth," he said with a grin.
" I think I scared the hell out of Snape!" she said with a laugh. Draco smiled and kissed her once again.
" So, love, your room or mine?" he asked with a wicked smirk.
" Yours," she breathed, nipping his bottom lip with her teeth.
Draco grabbed Hermione by her wrist and the two ran all the way into the Slytherin dungeons. Out of mirth he lifted her up into his arms and walked into the common room. The only person there was Blaise, who looked at the scene with a grin.
" It's only polite if you invite people," Blaise said with a grin.
" Go wank off and we'll try not to be too loud," Draco said with a smirk.
Blaise held up his hands and grinned back at Draco.
Once they got into the room, Draco immediately placed a Silence and Locking Charm on his own private dorm. He sighed when he felt Hermione undoing the clasp of his cloak.
" God, I missed these hands," she moaned when Draco ran his hands up and down her back, feeling the smoothness of her skin underneath the shirt she was wearing. Hermione tentatively reached up her hands from between them to loosen up his tie and slowly slip it off from around the collar of his shirt.
Somewhere along the winded heat of passion and the frenzy of kisses that were exchanged, Draco's and Hermione's clothes and underwear ended up on pile next to the foot of the bed. Draco laid Hermione down on the bed slowly and she shivered slightly as her back met with the cool black satin sheets of his bed. He sat back slightly and gazed at her naked form in awe. Underneath the scrutiny, she glanced back up at Draco in curiosity and embarrassment that she did something wrong, but it was assuring smile that put her nervousness to ease.
She raised up her head a bit to gently kiss the tip of his nose when he dipped his head down and caught her lips in a fierce kiss. A soft muffled moan was emitted from her lips through the kiss and it only heightened Draco's arousal to another level. His tongue sought out hers in a passionate battle as his hand snaked down between them to stroke the tender skin of her inner thighs. Breaking the kiss to receive air, she could barely keep it steady from her obvious excitement as his had sneaked up further to her heated center.
Waves of heat brushed across the top part of Draco's hand when it reached closer to his destination. Her small whimpers and moans only encouraged him to tease her as he slipped a finger into her heat. Hermione's back arched in response to the sudden jolt of pleasure that coursed through her body.
Her breathless whispers of encouragement were said softly in his ear, tickling the top of his earlobe and sending the hairs of his neck on end. He gently removed his finger from within and just when she was about to make a sound of protest, he put her to silence when he carefully positioned himself over her and looked down to meet her wide, doe like orbs of chocolate.
Draco gently placed a soft kiss on her damp forehead and eased himself into her, emitting a soft gasp at the sudden warmth that enveloped him. In immediate response, she wrapped her legs tightly around him and raised her hips a bit to urge him to continue. The growing warmth that seemed to fade in her abdomen came back forcefully with every rock Draco made with his hips.
The rhythm was set, as the fiction between them began to increase in intensity. It was either fast and hard, or slow and passionate, and a bit of alternating between the two was experienced with so much more that words couldn't even describe it. For the both of them it wasn't enough as the emotion in the room escalated to new heights and senses. The truth was that they were in love.
Hermione dug her nails into Draco's back leaving half crescent shapes into his shoulder blades and a groan escaped his lips signaling his approaching climax. A white-hot flash exploded within her as her eyes saw specks of darkness until Draco's face came back into focus. His labored breathing and weary groan signaled that he climaxed along with her. With an exhausted single kiss, Draco buried his head onto her shoulder for comfort.
" Mmm," she said running a hand through his hair.
" No! You're not tired are you?" he asked trying to keep her awake.
She nodded slightly and closed her eyes.
" Hey, let's just talk!" he suggested.
" About what?" she replied sleepily.
" Anything, I just want to hear you," he said.
" Draco,"
" Huh?"
" Shut up."
~*~
A/N: Well? What did you guys think? It was nice and long! Also, a big thanks to my beta jade-snake! You're the best sweetie, as always! I really hope you liked it because there's much more to come! I really did want to add a lot more to this little segment, but I wanted to make it ff.net friendly. I hope it wasn't too graphic for you guys, but in my opinion, I consider this " PG-13" type of R rated fic. I really worked hard on this and I consider it my best work yet. I have to give this out as an inspiration to Third Eye Blind's " How's It Gonna Be?" Well, I'm off now and please R/R! Thank you so much for your support and kudos!
Much love~
~Nikki
