Chapter 2

Somewhere Only We Know

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Draco watched Hermione as she spoke with his mother about, well actually he couldn't really tell you because he wasn't paying attention to what was being said. He was staring at the contour of her neck, the pink in her checks, her soft lips as they formed words, her tongue as it darted out to wet her lips. She had been on his mind every moment since the passionate kissed they had shared the night before.

"Is your food not satisfactory son?" his father asked noticing Draco had barely touched his food.

"Hmm. No I seem to have no appetite tonight. Please excuse me." Draco said standing up and exiting the dining hall.

Hermione watched as Draco stood up from his seat and left the room in silence confused by his behavior.

"I am sorry my son is behaving so poorly." The lady across from her said.

"Please do not apologize. I assure you I have seen princes with far worse manners." Hermione assured the queen. They continued their supper before Hermione headed back towards her chambers to dress for bed. Hermione entered her room and sat at her vanity taking down the elaborate design her ladies maid Ginny had done for her earlier. Her long dark curls fell past her shoulders and she ran her hand through them feeling more like herself already. Her father always had joked with her that she would have made a great maid for the goddess Artimes, preferring to be outside with her brother Harry with a bow in her hand than inside with embroidery.

Once Hermione was changed into her night gown she sat at the window in her room and looked out to the ocean while she brushed throw her hair trying to work through all of the emotions running through her.

"You seemed troubled." Ginny said sitting across from her. Hermione looked to her one friend and only comfort she had her and began to cry. She never cried but she was so overwhelmed that she couldn't help it. Ginny wrapped her in her arms and held her as her best friend cried in her arms. "Tell me what's wrong." Ginny asked as she held her friend. Hermione sat back and looked at her friend. She was so lucky to be untroubled by all she was.

"It is nothing. The new moon approaches and I fear that I am feeling it's affect more so far away from home. I think I will take a walk by the water to calm myself." Hermione said standing up and grabbing her cloak before exiting her room and making her way to the ocean.

Hermione found a secluded patch of beach and setting her cloak upon the sand she approached the water. The air was warm against her skin and the cool water lapped at her bare toes. Hermione lifted her face towards the sky to see the disappearing moon. She had perhaps two days before the new moon. She always hated the moonless nights that she was cursed with. Hated to see the moons light wane until there was none.

Sighing she dropped her gaze back to the water and she stepped further out into the wake. She knew that being in the water was the only way to calm her so close to the end of the moons cycle. The only way she could think or be strong. She could already feel herself calming; she could hear the ocean calling to her, urging her to come further out into the water. She knew what awaited her out there and it took everything in her not to fall to its call. She walked back towards the beach and sat on her cloak watching the waves roll in trying to forget about Draco.

Draco watched as Hermione hurried past the library where he had been reading. Setting down the book he had in his hand he followed carefully behind her wondering where she could be going at this time of night. He watched her as she walked along the beach and stood in the water. What was it with this girl and water he wondered to himself? But more so he was still captured by her beauty. Her hair down and natural, a barely there gown covering her small frame.

"Do you make a habit of walking alone at night?" Draco asked sitting next to her.

"Do you make it a habit of stalking women?" She returned not looking at him, she couldn't look at him, and she knew it would only hurt.

"Perhaps, or perhaps I just wanted to be near you again." He said looking straight ahead of him.

"We can not be around each other alone. I fear it will only cause problems." She said looking at him out of the corner of her eyes. He looked down and she could see a frown forming on his perfect face.

"Would trouble be so bad?" He asked looking over at her.

"It could start a war." Hermione said still not bringing herself to look at him.

"Yes it could but I am willing to take that risk if it means just a minute with you in my arms." Draco said taking her chin in his fingers and turning her head to look at him. He could see the sadness in her eyes and he wanted to take that away. "Being with you it feels right. Like we are meant to be together, that you were made for me and I was made for you. Do you not feel the same way?' He asked.

"You know I do, but this will only end in heartache and possible bloodshed. You must marry my stepsister and I must marry Lord Mclaggin." Hermione said in a sad voice.

"Then we will see each other around them. I want you and only you." Draco said taking her hands in his.

"We can't I am not that kind of person. I couldn't handle meeting with you in secret while she was with you in public able to give you an heir. To share you bed each night with out fear of being caught." Hermione told him a tear slipping down her face.

"Then let us leave. We can go away from here, somewhere where no one will know us, somewhere where we can be together and not have to worry about duty or family and just be." Draco pleaded with her.

"No we can't I can not do that to my father. He lost my mother I don't think he couldn't stand to lose me as well." Hermione said.

"Then promise me you will be mine in heart, and be with me here and now while we still can." Draco said caressing her face. Hermione leaned into his hand closing her eyes and feeling his warmth penetrate through her cheek. She looked into his silver eyes and knew that she wouldn't be able to help herself. She would be his forever.

"My heart is your now and forever and I will give you as much as I can while I can." Hermione told him. Draco smiled at her and captured her lips in a kiss.

"Come with me." He said standing up and helping her up along with him. He grabbed her cloak and led her down the beach to a set of caves. She followed him in as he set down her cloak again and sitting down bringing her down with him. The faintest bit of moonlight shown in and lit his eyes and hair and Hermione found herself in awe of him. He brought her lips to his again taking in her taste and scent. She was intoxicating and he knew that he would never get enough of her, even if he lived five life times. He fisted his hand in her hair that felt like silk, and was the softest hair he had ever touched.

Hermione couldn't take her hands away from Draco's body. Her hands explored his chest as they kissed in the moonlight feeling his well toned body under the light shirt he wore. She wanted nothing more then to remove the shirt from his body and feel his skin against hers. Her hands moved around his waist feeling his skin against her finger tips as she pushed his shirt up slightly. She couldn't get enough of him, she felt as though she would never feel him close enough to her. Draco started to trail kisses down her neck and her head fell back and she closed her eyes feeling his lips against her exposed skin, a soft moan escaped from her lips that was music to Draco's ears. Kissing her neck caused the urge to bite her and didn't know why. He felt like he needed to mark her as his so that no one else to touch her. He felt an overpowering wave of possessiveness that he had never felt before and it scared him. How could he feel this way about someone he hardly knew? He felt a growl growing in the back of his throat at the noises escaping Hermione's lips and drew back looking into her dark brown lust filled eyes that began to show fear.

"What is wrong?" He asked in a thick voice.

"Your eyes, they are black." Hermione said in a small voice reaching her hand out cautiously towards his face and touching him. Draco blinked a few times willing himself to calm down and she looked at him with curiosity.

"We should be getting back. You go first so I can watch and make sure you get back safely. I will follow at a distance." Draco told her standing and helping her wrapping her cloak around her shoulders.

"Meet me tomorrow night in my chamber's I can make sure we are not disturbed." Hermione told him walking to the caves mouth and looking out to make sure no one was patrolling.

"I will be there. Now go." Draco said. Hermione kissed him again before lifting her hood and walking quickly back to her chambers.

Draco watched as she left and kept his promise to follow close behind. He made his way to his own chambers falling into his bed thinking on her last words. He closed his eyes and remembered the feeling of her fingers grazing his bare skin. The feeling of her pulse beneath his lips and the craving it awoke with in him. That night Draco dreamed of wings and blood.