Authors Note
Hello devout followers and people who are new to my writing! I've been working on this story for awhile now. I was originally going to cut it into two parts, but decided to just make it a super long fic, so I hope you appreciate that! It's a premise that I came up with last month and I fell in love with the idea! So here is my brain child about Draco forming a band and having great sex with Hermione! Enjoy!
Draco Malfoy had all but disappeared at the end of the Wizarding war. He and Blaise Zabini had disappeared, only appearing back into the wizarding world during the holidays, where they were hounded relentlessly. The Prophet and the rag magazines all wanted to know where they went to during the rest of the year. Yet they kept mum.
So expect Hermione's surprise when she found Draco Malfoy crooning into a microphone in a Brooklyn dive bar in New York City, New York. Strapped in a black t-shirt, tight black jeans, with a studded belt. His hair was longer and was covering one eye, leaving one pale grey eye clearly visible to the public. An eye that was haunted with ghosts of his past.
Blaise was on the bass, and some muggles were playing backup guitar and the drums.
Hermione's jaw dropped.
Her companions, Greta Grudgenutt and Hannah Haphhert were screaming with the rest of the crowd as Draco sang dreamily into the microphone:
I put a spell on you
I swear it's true
I hope it won't make you blue
That I put a spell on you
I waved my wand
Your mind was gone
Murky like a pond
Your eyes like a fawn
Hermione sipped her cocktail and watched with intrigue. Draco had developed a lot since she lad last saw him three years ago, following his trial and court hearing.
His response to "What are you going to do now?" had been "Travel." Hermione never expected travel to include touring the United States as a boy band.
Hermione had only been in New York for a few days now, when her companions invited her out for a drink at a bar, Hermione jumped at the opportunity. All three witches were working in the department of magical creatures in their respective countries. Hermione was in the colonies on an diplomatic mission, where the two countries would swap techniques on how they dealt with magical creatures. While all 3 women were low on the totem pole in their departments, all 3 would move up quickly and had promising futures. Especially Hermione, being a war hero and all.
Draco and his band, The Wizards, finished there song and Draco took a break for a sip of water. Hermione turned to her companions, "You guys know who the lead singer is right?"
They looked at her with a curious expression, "No. Should we?" Greta asked.
"That's Draco Malfoy, Former Death Eater. I was wondering what the hell had happened to him."
"So I'm swooning over a death eater?" Hannah asked.
"Yep!" Hermione replied.
"Talk about being a bad boy." Greta chuckled.
"I'm going up to the front to try to catch his eye." Hermione grinned, knocking back the rest of her cocktail.
She placed her glass down on the bar and forced her way through the crowd to right in front of the stage. She stared at Draco as he began his next song, and eventually he looked down at her form, feeling the intense gaze on him.
A look of surprise crossed his face but he quickly replaced it with his brooding mask of indifference.
He finished his song and smirked.
"So I wrote this song, about this pretty bird that I used to go to school with back in Britain. For you Americans, a bird is a girl. As it turns out, the ghosts of my past are here, and my pretty bird is right here, front and center at my gig. So this one is to you Granger."
Hermione paled, blushed, blanched, and blushed again, all in that order.
Crazy hair,
crazy grades,
Better than me in most everything,
Except flying
Pretty eyes,
My day is made
I can't wait to see what class will bring
My feelings are multiplying
Lips that make me melt,
I want to taste that smart mouth
Why do you have to be over there?
Why can't you be over here?
Pretty bird,
Don't fly away
Stay right here
Come to me
I'll apparate to wherever you are
I hope it's not too far
I don't want to fight anymore
Can't we just settle the score?
I just want you here,
Next to me.
You're already a princess
Let me be your prince
Baby girl,
Come to me,
Let me see,
What you're hiding
Let me hear your secrets
Don't keep the locked in a chamber
You leave me petrified
I need Mandrake Juice to deal with you
Pretty bird,
Don't fly away
Stay right here
Come to me
I'll apparate to wherever you are
I hope it's not too far
I don't want to fight anymore
Can't we just settle the score?
Pretty bird,
Don't fly away
I need you here,
Don't make me wait
Hermione's face was bright red as Draco sang out the last note.
"Now, Granger, I expect you backstage after the show. I want to catch up." Draco smirked, his hands cupping the head of the microphone as his eyes raked up and down her face.
Hermione continued to blush as she nodded and left the front of the state, rejoining her friends.
Both girls squealed and begged to join her. She agreed they should come. Something about Draco just made her want to jump his bones, and Hermione wanted to stop herself. He was a death eater for the gods sake. And while she wasn't with Ron anymore, it still felt like cheating on him. Cheating on both him and Harry, knocking boots with Draco Malfoy.
Hermione definitely needed her new friends with her to keep her under control.
That insufferable smirk was going to be the death of her.
To Hermione's surprise, Draco lead the crowd in a rendition of the Hogwarts school song. Not a single word was changed. On a screen behind him, the words appeared, as if with some mugge projector. Hermione was surprised that he was ending it with that song. It was toeing the line of muggles discovering magic. She would have to talk to him about it when she got back stage.
The concert ended, and a security guard found Hermione and her friends back at the bar.
Hermione looked on in surprise as she, Greta, and Hannah were lead backstage. A few girls glared at them in jealousy as they slipped past the bouncer.
Hermione was greeted with Draco's smiling face.
"Granger!" He said with a wide smile, throwing his arms out wide. He engulfed her in a hug, shocking her. Hermione returned his hug.
"Malfoy," she replied, surprise in her voice. "So nice to see you."
"Blaise, Henry, distract." Draco said, snapping his fingers.
Blaise pulled Hannah ,who was closest to him, into his lap. "Hello, beautiful," he growled.
Henry took Greta by the hand and lead her to the other side of the room.
Hermione looked at Draco and tilted her head, her curls cascading around her face. "There are so many places to begin that I don't know where to begin."
"So choose a place." Draco replied. He took Hermione's hand and lead her to another couch, where he sat and pulled her down halfway into his lap.
Hermione squeaked, "Firstly, are you MAD for keeping a couple of muggles around?"
"We're not muggles," Henry chimed in, lifting his face from Greta's neck, "We're squibs."
"Okay, now that that is settled, are you mad for blatantly telling muggles your a wizard? What happens when the word gets out that you can fly and that your songs aren't just some hogwosh nonsense?"
"Firstly, Miss Granger, witchcraft is in right now. Also, nobody is going to find out. We're just some dreamy band with british accents. Our Princes are all the range right now, as they grow up, and Zabini and I are just some fine pieces of British ass who can sing songs about spells, play the bass and guitar, and make knickers wet. We know our target demographic is girls about your age and younger, American, like to scream. Secondly, I am offended that I wrote a song for you, blaring my feelings, it it didn't even make your top 5 concerns for my new career."
Hermione blushed as Draco snaked his arm around her.
Before it was revealed that Harry was correct and that Draco was a Death Eater, Hermione had a massive crush on him. All through Hogwarts, she thought of him as the sun thinks the moon.
That's why Hermione had denied him being a death eater for so long, because she herself could accept it. And it took seeing Dumbledore's dead body to make her accept it.
But something had changed now.
Draco looked at her with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Look, let's get this out of the way. I'm so sorry for how I treated you in school. I was a dick. I'm sorry. And I'm sorry for becoming a death eater. I was pressured into doing it, and I didn't see another way out. That's why I disappeared from the wizarding world back home. I can't stand the glares sent my way by fellow witches and wizards. Also, it's for my safety. I know that someone will try to get revenge and I want to be out of the way until things cool down." Draco muttered in her ear.
Hermione nodded, "All is forgiven. I understand that you were pressured. It was a hard time for all of us."
Draco smirked and placed his hand under her chin, tilting it to look up at him.
"Would it be odd if I kissed you right now?" He said softly.
Hermione batted her eyelashes, "It's okay." She said softly.
Draco tilted his head down and kissed her softly, pulling away after a few seconds.
Hermione stared up at him in wonder, waiting for him to decide if he liked the kiss. He bent down again and kissed her again.
Hermione deepened the kiss. Draco placed a hand on her waist and pulled her directly onto his lap.
Blaise gave a wolf whistle.
"GET A ROOM YOU TWO!" Henry shouted.
Draco released Hermione's waist to flip them the bird. Both boys laughed.
Draco pulled away and leaned his forehead against hers. "Do you want to get out of here? Obviously we have chemistry and it can't be a coincidence that you came tonight and we ran into each other. So what do you say?"
Hermione gave a slight nod, "Yes. If the war taught me anything, it was to live in the moment because you never know when it's going to end."
Hermione stood up and Draco followed her.
"Come on, we can go back to my place. It's only a few blocks away."
Draco grabbed her hand and started to lead her out of the room.
Greta called out at Hermione, "You going to be okay?"
Hermione nodded.
"Well send a patronus if you need back up or if you can't figure out your way home." She smiled. "Otherwise, have fun! I'll see you tomorrow!"
Hermione giggled and Draco continued to lead her out of the venue.
The walk genuinely wasn't too long, only about five blocks.
The arrived outside the doors to Draco's apartment a few minutes later. The next few minutes were met with sexual tension in the elevator as they rode up to the 14th floor. Draco led Hermione down the hallway to his door and as he was fiddling with the keys, Hermione pushed him against the door and kissed him, Draco responded instantly.
"Fuck, Granger, let me open the damn door," he chuckled as he pulled away for air.
Hermione started kissing his neck while Draco unlocked the door. Draco gave a small moan.
As they fell inside the door, the instant it was closed, Hermione had pushed draco against the door again, pulling his shirt up and over his head. She traced her fingers down his abdomen and looked up at him with doe eyes.
"Gods, you're gorgeous Malfoy." Hermione said, admiring his six-pack. Quidditch did the body good.
"Not as gorgeous as you," He replied, cupping her face and kissing her passionately. He clawed at her clothes, unbuttoning her blouse and pushing it off her shoulders. With one hand he undid her bra and threw it across the room.
"Bedroom," Hermione whispered.
"Won't make it, so couch." Draco replied.
He started walking her backwards until her legs hit the arm of the couch. Roughly, draco turned her around and bent her over the couch arm at her waist, pushing her skirt up over her waist. He unbuckled his pants, then pulled out his wand. He said a contraception spell and tossed his wand onto the coffee table.
Hermione glanced over her should to catch a glimpse of Draco's cock. It was rigid and stiff. A good 6 inches with a 3 inch girth. More wetness gushed to her already soaked panties.
Draco pulled down her panties, Hermione stepped out of them and Draco kicked them to the side.
Draco took a deep breath and lined himself up at her entrance.
"You sure you want to do this? I don't want you to wake up in the morning and regret this." He asked softly.
"I won't regret it." Hermione responded firmly.
"Okay, good." He responded.
He slowly entered her and groaned at the feeling. "Fuck, Granger you feel amazing."
Hermione moaned, "As do you. Come on Draco, fuck me."
With that, Draco started pounding into her. He wrapped one arm around her chest so he could play with her breast, and the other arm around her waist, where he started to play with her clit.
"FUUUUUCCKK" Hermione moaned. "Yes! Oh Draco!"
Draco slowed his pace down to savour it, it had been awhile since he had gotten laid and he didn't want to cum too soon.
His thrusts were slow but firm. He pinched Hermione's nipple with his left hand, causing her to squeal.
Hermione felt herself approaching orgasm, something she hadn't achieved in awhile. Draco's fingers worked magic on her clit and her breasts. His cock felt amazing inside of her. His cock wasn't too small and it wasn't too big. She hated it when men's penises were too big and would hit her cervix.
"Oh, Draco," she moaned softly, trying to hold back her screams.
"Let loose my dear. I have silencing charms on my apartment so I can practice, you won't disturb the neighbors."
With that prompting, Hermione relaxed and started to moan louder. "Oh Draco! Yes! Yes! Fuck me nice and hard. It's been so long!"
"It's been a long time for me too." Draco admitted.
"Really? I would have thought you would have been with loads of groupies."
"Nope, none of them were you."
Hermione smiled at that confession. Then Draco sharply pushed into her, causing her to lose focus.
Hermione focused on moaning, trying to maintain control. She wanted to make her orgasm last, denying it would make it stronger.
Draco leaned against her back to whisper in her ear, "I know you're close. Let go. I'll make you orgasm again later. Let go baby."
That's all it took for Hermione. She screamed as she came.
Draco smirked and allowed himself to let go now that Hermione was taken care of; he groaned as he came inside her cunt. He leaned against her back again as he pulsed inside of her, trying to catch his breath.
After a few minutes, he pulled out of her and took a few deep breaths. Hermione stood up and turned around to face him. She pressed her body against his and started to kiss his neck.
Draco groaned, "Woman, give me a minute to catch my breath."
Hermione giggled, something she rarely did. "Should we take this into the bedroom?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Lead the way."
Draco took her hand and led her down the hallway which was on the left. He led her into a bedroom. The comforter was a deep forest green on a four-post bed.
Hermione smirked as she found silver accents all through the room. Hanging from the closet door knob was a Slytherin school tie.
Hermione shimmied out of her skirt and turned around to face Draco, showing him her bare body.
"Merlin, you're beautiful," he whispered.
Draco followed her lead and pulled down his jeans and pants.
Hermione's breath got caught in her throat. She approached him and fell to her knees, eye level with his cock.
She wrapped her lips around it, causing him to groan as she started to bob her head up and down, making him hard again.
Draco shuddered.
After a few minutes, Hermione released his cock and stood up. Her jaw had began to get sore.
Draco grabbed her hand and led her to the bed. Hermione laid down as Draco crawled between her legs and licked her clit.
He flicked his tongue back and forth on her clit, making her moan loudly.
He began to finger her, curling his fingers inside her body and prodding her g-spot.
Hermione felt the fire start to build up in her belly as Draco went to town on her. She moaned loudly, almost screaming in ecstacy.
A few seconds later, she went over the edge again. Draco smirked to himself as he made her cum for a second time.
Draco crawled up her body and lined himself up again at her entrance. He slipped inside her with great ease, as she was soaking wet, warmed up, and ready for him to fuck her again.
Hermione groaned as he started to fuck her hard. Now that he had already cummed, he was ready for round two and was confident that he would last longer.
Sex this time lasted for over half an hour. They changed positions a lot, going from missionary, to doggy style, to Hermione riding him. He came when Hermione was riding him.
Afterwards, Hermione curled up against his side, the blankets draped across their tired, naked bodies, and she quickly fell asleep, exhausted from a work out she wasn't used to.
Draco pushed her hair back from her face and gently kissed her forehead. Within a few minutes, he was also fast asleep.
The morning sun peeked through the curtains, waking them from their slumber. Hermione blushed as she remembered the night before.
Draco's mercury eyes were on her, waiting for her reaction.
"Last night was wonderful Draco," she said breathlessly. "I really hope I'm not a fuck and chuck."
Draco chuckled, "You're not. And I hope to pursue this, and turn it into a relationship. I have liked you for years. I was always conflicted in school because I was raised to look down on muggleborns, yet there you were, proving yourself to be absolutely amazing. Sorry I was a dick."
Hermione placed a soft kiss on his lips, "It's okay. I will admit that I had a crush on you back in school. You matched my intellect, being right behind me in marks. And it doesn't hurt that you're cute. I wish that things could have gone different, but you can't change the past."
"Mhm, wise words. I'm hungry, what do you want for breakfast?" Draco asked.
Hermione contemplated that, "How about eggs in a basket?"
"I can make that! Do you want to get dressed in your clothes or wear something of mine which would be more comfortable? You're still going to have to do the walk of shame when you change back into your clothes."
"I don't plan on being ashamed. And I was just going to apparate back to Greta's. I'm staying with her for the duration of my visit to America."
"How long are you here for?"
"Two more weeks."
"Well I'm going to make it a wonderful two weeks."
"Can we manage a long distance relationship?" She asked cautiously.
"I think so. And I plan on returning to England in a few months. It's time to come out of hiding, and it's time to take my band global I think. We've made a name for ourselves here in the states, so I think a European tour is in the books. We just got a record deal."
"That's amazing! I'm so proud of you!"
Draco smiled, "Come on, I'm starving."
He got up and tossed her his old quidditch jersey and a pair of sweatpants. He threw on another pair of sweats, forgoing a shirt.
Hermione quickly got dressed and followed him to the kitchen, where she sat on a barstool by the counter.
"No dinner table?"
"Too formal. I rarely have people over for dinner, so what's the point? I don't like the formality anymore. We used to have full dinners back when I was younger at the manor. Also, dinner tables remind me of the Dark Lord."
"Is there a reason you still call him the Dark Lord?"
"Force of habit. Calling him Voldemort makes me a tad uncomfortable." Draco replied as he pulled out a pan, eggs, and toast.
They delved into a comfortable silence as Draco prepared breakfast. Hermione watched him in wonder, trying to figure out if they would manage to make this work. She sincerely hoped that they would.
A few minutes later, they were eating and stealing glances at each other as they continued the silence.
Hermione broke the silence, "This is really good, better than my mum's."
"That is a high compliment. Thank you." Draco replied with a smile.
They finished eating and Draco grabbed his wand off the coffee table and quickly cleaned the dishes, placing them back in their respective cupboards.
Draco turned around and stared at Hermione, a smirk on his lips.
"What?" She asked, blushing.
"I like the look of you in my jersey." He admitted.
"Well, I bet you would like it even more on the floor." Hermione responded, a flood of wetness going straight to her netherregion.
"You are correct." Draco replied. He approached her and caught her in a deep kiss.
Hermione slipped her hand into his pants and began to move her hand against his cock. Draco moaned against her lips and pulled away so he could take of the jersey.
Within a few seconds, Hermione and Draco were both naked again and Draco had Hermione's back against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist as he slipped his cock inside of her.
Hermione moaned as Draco thrusted in and out of her. They maintained eye contact this time, barely kissing. Hermione's arms were wrapped around his neck, her fingers tangled in his hair.
Within a few minutes, they both came. Draco let Hermione down gently. She leaned against him, slowly regaining feeling in her legs.
She glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed.
"I better get going. I have a meeting at noon and I need to head back to Greta's to get ready. Before you say it, no, I shouldn't shower with you. That would be a very bad idea because I'd just shag you again and I would miss my meeting."
Draco chuckled, "You have a point. When can I see you again? I want to take you out on a proper date. While I like fucking you, like I said earlier, I want this to be a relationship. And part of that is courting with fancy dates."
Hermione giggled, "How about tomorrow night? I'm going to be in meetings all day today and will be exhausted by the time they're done."
"That's a deal. How should I get back in touch with you?"
"I'll owl you."
"That works."
Slowly, Hermione gathered her clothes, getting dressed as she retrieved them. Draco watched her closely, saddened that her beautiful body was now being clothed.
After she pulled her shoes back on, Hermione gave Draco a deep kiss, entangling her tongue with his.
Draco groaned as Hermione walked through the door.
When Hermione reached the street she ducked into an alley and apparated to Greta's apartment.
Greta was already up and drinking a cup of coffee while reviewing some documents. She looked up at Hermione, "So how was it?"
Hermione grinned, "Amazing. We plan on pursuing a relationship, or at least trying. I really like him. And Merlin he's amazing in bed."
Greta laughed, "Well go get ready for the day. And avoid daydreaming about him. Regrettably all of the meetings we have today are genuinely important."
Hermione chuckled and got in the shower, dressed, and tamed her hair.
She approached the day with a positive attitude and succeeded in all of her goals for the day.
Draco truly would make her life better; at least she hoped so.
I hope you enjoyed this! I worked hard on it all day! I genuinely enjoyed writing the sex scenes! If you enjoyed it please favorite and review. If I get enough interest, I will write a second part, maybe multiple parts. It won't be an epicly long fic because I'm still working on Curse of the Moon, which is a daunting task! But please review, favorite, follow, and follow me! Thank you for reading!