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Summary: Hermione and Ron are going out, but Hermione has secretly been Draco's mistress for the past two years. Then something unexpected happens, and choices have to be made.

(A/N Italicized means thoughts or songs.)

Mistaken Mistress

Chapter One: Fevered Kisses

Hermione looked at her bags one last time to make sure she had everything.

Hair Supplies? Check

Make Up? Check

Clothes, the ones that Draco liked? Check

Birth Control? Check

Hermione smiled to herself as she thought about that last one. She remembered when she and Draco had, had that scare last year. That was definitely not going to happen this time. Hermione picked up her bag and made her way into the hotel. The bellman smiled at her as he checked her body out. Hermione had filled out during her last two years at Hogwarts. Her chest was now a D cup, she had an hourglass figure, she was about 5"9, she had her belly button pierced, and her hair was finally straightened, and now was in a loose bun.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the guy.

All men are alike.

Finally the man looked at her.

"Oh, sorry miss, Mr. Malfoy said to let you know that you should go straight up to the pent house suite."

I nodded, and was about to make my way over to the elevator, when about ten bell boys came rushing over.

" Miss do you need your bags taken up?"

"I could do it for you."

"I asked her first!"

"Neither of you idiots did, I asked first."

"No you didn't and who you callin an idiot?"

"Who does it look like?"

They were all fighting now, and I just stood there in awe until I heard,

"Well it seems you have had an affect on everybody today."

I turned around to see Draco stepping out of the elevator in his Armani business suit. I was so excited to see him, that I ran over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. His arms snaked around my waist and went under my shirt.

"You're not wearing a bra."

I smirked as I placed my lips on his. We were caught up in the moment until we remembered the fighting. Draco looked down at me.

"Please excuse me while I go talk to those idiots."

Since Draco and I hadn't seen each other for over a week, he was taking me out to dinner, at the best restaurant in Diagon Alley, La Perez.

The maitre d' recognized Draco as the richest wizard in the world, and was as muggles say 'star struck'. He placed us at one of the back tables (at our request), and took our orders. Once he was gone I went over to Draco's side of the table, and sat down in his lap. I rested my head on his chest, and took in the scent of him. He smelled like cologne, and it was so sexy. Draco had definitely changed over the past four years. Now he had shoulder length bleach blonde hair that was no longer geled back, he was about 6"6, he was so muscular, from quidditch and had a six pack, his arms were also very muscular, he had been voted the sexiest wizard by witch weekly two years in a row. Plus the first time that we had sex I found out just why they called him the Slytherin Sex God, if you catch my drift. Just thinking about him made me hot, and I feverishly pulled his lips to mine.

We had been making out for about five minutes when

The maitre d' came back.

"Ah hem."

I looked up at him and blushed as I went back to my side of the table. He placed our appetizers in front of us then left. They were chocolate covered strawberries. I began to eat one, and I noticed Draco wasn't eating.

"What's wrong Draco?"

Draco looked at me with a serious face.

"I want you to leave him."

I took another bite out of my strawberry and then sat back.

"Draco we've been through this a million times-"

"I know Hermione, and I still don't like you with anyone other than me, even if you don't sleep together."

"I don't like sharing you with her."

"Hermione, she and I have a child together, I have to think of him first."

"Exactly, this will have to end soon. I might want to have kids some day too.

Draco sat up quickly,

"Not unless it's with me you won't!"

"Draco, don't tell me what to do!"

We sat there glaring at each other for a couple of minutes.

I decided to lighten the atmosphere. I bit into the strawberry, and some chocolate fell onto my chest. I licked my lips as I leaned forward.

"Draco, I seemed to have dropped some chocolate on my chest, could you help me get it off? His lips were inches from my chest when we heard someone say,

"Hermione is that you?"

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