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Perfection

Draco x Hermione

He watched as her eyes lit up with unhurried recognition and flash with astonishment that didn't go unnoticed. It took her a moment to realize the dress that he picked out had been one of the few that caught her eye at Madam Malkin's. A little notary that came to him in the most unexpected ways.

Malfoy had gone to Malkin's in search for something suitable for her to wear. He was less than a second away from leaving the store altogether when his eyes fell upon the splendidly mended dress. The simple elegance held his attention and he couldn't help imagine what Hermione would look like wearing the gorgeous grey dress.

He simply had to get it for her.

"T-this dress," she began, shaking her head. "How were able to find this?"

Malfoy knew she considered it for a moment, or at the very least, imagined herself wearing it. Merlin knew she couldn't afford it, but that didn't mean he couldn't. He loved spoiling her because she was his to spoil. Anything for her. All the best for his Princess.

He distracted her by kissing the exposure of her shoulder. She shuddered and revealed her neck to him in submission.

"Don't ask me stupid questions." Then he paused. "It called out to me. I just had to get it so I could how beautiful it would look on you. As much as I love seeing you naked and wearing the silk of my sheets, I cannot allow anyone else to look upon your exposed form."

Hermione looked at the dress, unsure if she should accept it. He's given her so much already; from extravagantly lavish necklaces to earrings she'll only wear one time- she didn't think she could accept anything more than she has already been given.

Malfoy looked at her knowingly. "You deserve it, Hermione."

"That's what you always say." she sighed, toying carefully with the sequenced collar. "I- I can't accept this Draco. It's too much. I appreciate it, truly. But, I just can't take another overly expensive gift from you. It's selfish."

"Then it must be selfish of me to express my love for my girlfriend." Malfoy said hoarsely, moving her head so it rested on his chest. "You don't have to accept it, my pretty. I bought it compulsively and it was out my own selfish desire to see my jewel shine in the light of my eye." His lips brushed hers ever so slightly. "Is that wrong of me to do?"

"N-no." she whispered, shaking as he met her lips with frantic longing. Gods, he could coax her to do anything with just his lips and the words that came from them.

"Will you be my shining jewel, Hermione?" he asked, moving his hands to trail the length of her sides and up again. "Will you give me the honor of showing you off?"

"Yes, please." Hermione turned and pressed her covered breasts against him. "Draco."

He gripped the sheet and pulled it away from her body. His eyes were trained on her body; the sheet fell beautifully over the swell of her breasts, the cold air hit them and her rosy nipples grew taunt. As her smooth stomach was exposed, Draco uttered one word.

"Perfection."