Draco did not come by for three days. He had written to her about a situation with his mother and father which had made it difficult for him to escape his manor.

In that time, Hermione had finished the rest of the finessing of the incantation and severing. She had expected there not being a need for him to be by after that. The witch was relieved. There was a lapse in judgement for a night there, now things were business as usual.

Satisfied with her work for the night, Hermione wandered up the stairs to shower. It was all starting to come to fruition. After this it was just a waiting game. She knew everything looked right. It was okay, but she was still nervous. The hot water did not lessen her nerves either. She wanted to hope and pray that it would work out.

Hermione reached for her towel to find it missing from the wall when she was done with her shower. Glancing out of the shower curtain, Draco was standing there with her towel, a raised eyebrow and a smirk. "Feeling frisky, Granger?" He asked and she felt a tug of a backward deja vu.

She flung the curtain open and his jaw dislocated, "Bloody hell, Hermione! That is what you have been hiding?" He accused her and she grinned, climbing from the tub.

He walked backwards, recovering his smirk and nodded, "you still need this? Guess you will have to come get it."

"That is so Slytherin of you, Draco!" Hermione hollered after him as he left the bathroom.

She wandered around as the water dripped from her body, looking for the naughty blond and her towel. "Draco!" She cried as she approached her room.

"Your room is so typically bookish, Granger," he called from the cracked door and she sighed.

So, she was indeed going to go there tonight then? "Draco, what are you..." She trailed off when she saw him stripping in her room.

The pale wizard was quite a masterpiece. His back was to her, but the lines and curves of his muscles made her abdomen tighten with greed. He glanced back at her and grinned, "you didn't think I was going to keep my clothes on tonight, did you? You haven't told me no." He declared and she rolled her eyes and smiled.

Sitting on her bed, she crossed her legs and smirked, "alright, Malfoy. Surprise me," she told him and he chuckled.

He turned to her and slowly unclasped his belt, sliding it off with ease. She wagged a finger at him and he walked toward her and she unbuttoned his pants. "Oh! Surprise, surprise. Someone doesn't find it fit enough to wear anything underneath," she teased and he growled at her.

"You are going to make me shag that smirk off your face, Granger." He growled as he lowered himself to her lips and kissed her.

"I would like to see you try, Malfoy," she hissed when he pulled away and he yanked her hair.

"Lay down," he ordered and she stayed still with a challenging stare. "Alright then," he rumbled and pulled her hair and made her stand with a cry.

Hermione did not want to admit that their potent power struggle was heightening her needs. His other hand clasped firmly around her neck and his fingers gripped her skin as she glared at him. Draco bent enough to invade her mouth with his and he tugged on her hair making her gasp and growl.

"Now, bend over nicely for me, Granger, or I will make you," he rumbled and she smirked.

"Make me then," she snipped and he snarled and yanked her hair.

Draco pulled her to the bedside and released the hand on her neck. The man bent her over the bed and slid sharply into her making her gasp at the swift invasion.

"Merlin, Hermione!" Draco growled and yanked her hair again.

She bent her stomach to the bed and let him take her with a rough pace. She could feel great satisfaction from this type of release and moaned as his hand on her hip gripped her tightly. Her nails clawed at the blankets and he chuckled through his breathing. "You aren't going to make this easy on me."

Rocking her hips hard against him in his rhythm she manipulated it enough to help herself peak and howled with satisfaction as his grip in her hair went to her shoulder and he grinded out his climax. He was huffing and moaning against her back, his forehead damp with sweat.

She buckled to the bed and he chuckled and collapsed next to her, "very nice," he breathed and she giggled.

"Well that is something to check off the list," she snickered and he nodded.

"That was so much better than I imagined," he admitted with a wide grin and she scrunched her shoulders.

"I am pretty good usually. You caught me while I am rusty. I used to sleep with the Weasley twins one summer." She told him and his jaw dropped open.

"No!" He exclaimed and set his head on his hand so he could look at her.

"Yes, completely true. By then I had already some experience, but I learned quite a bit from both of them." She replied and he rubbed his face with his free hand.

"No wonder you are trying to bring both those blokes back." He groaned and she giggled. "I am definitely free if you need to release more tension before these weeks are up," he smirked at her and she shook her head.

"You are such a bad boy, Draco Malfoy," she murmured and kissed him.

He nodded and pulled her further on the bed so she was on the pillows. He grabbed her and had the witch in a loose embrace. "I am pretty surprised you are a screamer, Granger. I shouldn't be, but I was."

She let loose a stream of laughter and shook her head. "I am surprised you are actually decent at shagging," she told him and he frowned.

"Low jab," he grumbled and she giggled.

"Thank you," she muttered and bit the inside of her cheek.

"Oh, no, thank you, Hermione. That was my pleasure. I have been wanting to bend you over and shag you for months." He chuckled and she gasped. "I tend to get what I want," he reminded her and she smirked.

"So, do I, Draco," she delivered with a lopsided smile and he nodded.

"I can see that!" He exclaimed and she sighed.

He reached down and squeezed one of her cheeks and nodded, "this definitely needs to be repeated."

She rolled her eyes, "now you are going to think you can get it whenever you want."

He shook his head and groaned, "no, it would not be that easy with you, Granger. You are a pain in the arse."

She patted one of his cheeks on his face and grinned, "that's an endearing quality about me, Malfoy."

He chuckled and gave her a nod, "if you say so, but I happen to disagree with that on most witches."

"Are you still coming to the Burrow with me on Saturday?" She asked and he tilted his head.

"Why wouldn't I?" He replied and she laughed.

Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes, "well, you shagged me. Aren't you going to be a typical wanker?"

Draco belted out deep laughter and shook his head, "no, not this time. We are in this until the end of this Veil business at least."

She smiled and cleared her throat, "excellent. Tomorrow are you coming over?" She asked and he shook his head.

"I have to go kiss boots. My father is growing impatient with the Greengrasses. They are being stubborn on contracts." He declared and Hermione frowned.

"What we did was very bad for you, Draco." She told him and he snorted.

"Not in particular. I cannot even court Astoria until they come to some terms. Complete and utter ballocks pure blood bureaucracy." He growled and Hermione sighed.

"Well, then, I don't feel as bad," Hermione confessed and he chuckled.

He rubbed her bum once more before sitting up and grumbled, "Try to get some sleep, Granger. I will see you Saturday, same time as always."

She nodded and sighed heavily, "try not to get anyone killed with your attitude, Malfoy."

He laughed and smirked down at her as he started getting dressed. "I will try not to, but I am not promising anything."

0o0o

"Would you stop grabbing my bum, Draco?" She hissed as they walked toward the couch in the Burrow.

He chuckled and shook his head, "not a chance, Weasley is having a heart attack." He whispered and she blushed.

They sat down and Ginny flitted over with a smile, "you have a fun time the other night, Draco?" She couldn't help herself and Hermione turned scarlet.

Draco gave her a toothy grin, "why, Ginevra, I believe we both did. If I would have known we were a gossip piece I would have given her more to talk about."

Ginny's jaw dropped and Hermione covered her face, "Draco, please, be normal tonight."

"I actually have to say I am warming up to Draco being your boyfriend, Hermione. Not many can handle that." Ginny teased and Hermione groaned.

Draco hugged Hermione tighter with his one arm and smiled at her, "don't worry, Granger. I still have more left in me."

"Please, Malfoy, shut up," the bushy haired witch spat and he chuckled.

Harry walked in with George who was nudging Harry, "if I didn't know any better, Malfoy was making Hermione blush," George snickered and Hermione sighed.

"Someone sane please come into this house," Hermione cried and everyone, aside from the steaming Weasley in the corner, laughed.

Harry sat down next to Ginny and cleared his throat, "so, Malfoy, how are you doing?" Harry making small talk was never pleasant to watch.

Draco smirked and tugged Hermione closer, "very well. I suppose Granger loves to talk to other witches about her escapades," he teased and Hermione glared at him.

"I am going to get a drink and walk back in, hopefully, you will have found your sanity by then." She said crisply and he nodded.

"Sounds fair," he replied and she walked away with great annoyance in her stride.

He watched with a tilted gaze and Harry cleared his throat, "probably not best to leer at her in front of her family, Malfoy."

Draco blushed lightly and gave him a nod, "my apologies, Potters."

"Do us a favor, Draco. Don't hurt her. If you do, you have plenty of people to answer to and I don't mean your father." Harry warned with a low tone.

Draco gave him a gesture of agreement and sighed, "I am quite sure I would have to deal with her fury, firstly."

Ron finally decided what he was going to do and stomped over, "Listen Malfoy, I am not sure what you did to make her want to date you-"

"Stop, please?" Hermione asked as she walked behind him and Ron turned to her.

"But, I am just looking after you, Mione. We were friends getting bullies by that brat." He tried to defend himself and Hermione sighed.

"And now he is a classy, courteous wizard. He has been very good to me, Ron. We read together and talk about life. Healing wounds..." She trailed off and rubbed her arm. "he is good for me."

Draco was actually shocked that she would be so complimentary, it was endearing. "Thank you, Hermione." He told her and she blushed.

"Even if we don't stay together, which let's face it, he will be marrying into pureblood, I still am enjoying his company immensely. So please, everyone, stop worrying about if he is good to me. He is." She finished and sat down next to him and gave him one of the butterbeers in her hand.

The blond rubbed her back and smiled, "you have been pretty good too," he told her and she smiled.

Harry patted Hermione's shoulder and smiled, "good, that's exactly what I want to hear."

Ginny grinned and sighed, "that is great for more stories down the line too!"

Hermione blushed scarlet and Draco smirked, "I would hope so."

Harry cleared his throat and kissed his wife's cheek, "sorry, mate, not going to join this conversation." The gangly Potter walked away with Ron under his arm.

Hermione pushed her mouth to Draco's ear, "thank you," she whispered and he nodded.

"Of course, Granger. Someone needs to help," he said with a grin and Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Listen, I understand what's going on and I get it, but this is really nice too, Hermione." Ginny said and got up to kiss her cheek. "Don't forget reality while you are stuck on dreams," she murmured and walked away.

Hermione sighed heavily and gazed over at Malfoy, "this cannot be a reality. Not really, we both know that, right?" She asked him and he gave her a slow nod.

"Pure bloods, messy business. I understand completely." He told her with a smile and she tucked under him and enjoyed the rest of the evening.