I did promise to have another chapter up today. So here it is. I had fun writing this chapter. Thank you everyone for your reviews and support. I hope you enjoy this one. There is a little adult situations here...so you've been warned
Chapter 7: Wonderful Surprises
Your clothes are laid out on your bed.
Meet me in front of the castle at 6.
-DM
Hermione felt a smile beginning to form on her face. She couldn't wait to see what he had in store for her. Glancing at her watch, she realized she was in the library a hell of a lot longer than she anticipated. She only had an hour to get read. She turned towards the window and took in her reflection and grimaced. From running her hands through her hair from the passed hour in a half, her curls were now frizzy and completely out of control. Her bottom lip was swollen from her constantly knowing on it as she worked. Eyes read from hours or reading were accompanied by dark circles from lack of sleep the night before, due to her excitement. "I look like shit," she groaned and began to gather her book throwing them along with her notes carelessly into her bag.
Once everything was accounted for, Hermione made a mad dash to the Head Dorms. Her door flew open and she dropped her bad to her feet. Slowly, she made it towards the bed and assessing the attire he had picked for the night. There were brown leather bottom sandals that resembled a flip flop. The top parts were a cream color and the center was a flower that resembled that of a daisy. Dark low-rise skinny jeans with a thin cream belt laid beneath a crop- top. The top was the same cream color with lace going across the shoulders and continued down until it reached the point of the top of her breasts. At that point, the cloth was solid and on continued until her sternum. There was no way she was wearing this. No one has ever seen that much of her body exposed…well expect for him, but he wanted her to wear that out!
As if he knew her doubts, there was another small envelope on the top with her name written in his familiar script. Hermione grabbed it and slipped out the card.
Don't think about anyone else.
Wear it for me.
You have a beautiful body.
Besides I love seeing that sexy naval ring of yours.
-DM
Hermione let out a shaky breath. Draco wasn't even there with her and his written words caused a blush to spread across her body. She imagined the darkening of his eyes as he would look at her in this outfit, which caused her to moan and squeeze her thighs together. Shaking her head out of her sexual haze, Hermione turned towards the bathroom and started the shower.
****Front of Hogwarts Entrance****
Draco scanned the area. He notice one blonde haired man hidden behind some brush and gave him a slight nod. Draco had noticed a total of four aurors so far. Knowing that they were here relieved some of his tension. Tonight was about Hermione, he didn't want to jeopardize that because of his own demons. The words still flashed through his mind. Blood traitor. You will pay. He as everyone else knew there were still death eaters and loyalist to the Dark Lord still out. The war had officially ended, but there were still monsters that were still peaking behind darkened corners. As long as Lucius remained in Azkaban, Hermione would remain semi-safe. Lucius would kill her if he was given the chance, because killing her would kill him. Not in a literal sense, because they have already begun the bonding process, but he would live a life a darkness and despair. He would walk through life heartbroken and empty. A soft calling of his name broke in from his somber thoughts.
Draco turned and gasped at the sight before him. Hermione bit her lip and began fidgeting her fingers together as she stood before him, clearly uncomfortable in the clothes that he had chosen for him, but he couldn't understand why. She was absolutely breath taking. Her jeans hugged her hips and tone legs. The sight of her naval ring made him want to drop to his knees before her and run his tongue across her body and taking that ring in to his mouth. His gaze continued to take in the sight before him, and he felt his veela come to the surface. Venom filled his mouth and all he wanted to do was sink his teeth in the skin where her shoulder and neck met.
"Draco," she rasped out.
Draco snapped his gaze to her face. Her cheeks were stained pick and the lip between her teeth was pulled in deeper. "The things I wish I could do to you," he growled. Draco chuckled as he heard her quicken heart rate and noticed the dilation of her pupils. His sexy little bookworm wanted him just as much as he wanted him.
"What would you do to me?" She asked huskily as she took a step towards him. She continued her journey until they were nearly nose and nose to one another. Once she invaded his personal space he was assaulted by her scent. Draco could no longer control himself, he had to touch her. He began to run his fingertips along the curve of her hips. Hermione moaned and let her head fall back in pleasure. A single touch set her on fire, and she was now burning in the internal flames ignited by the one and only Draco Malfoy.
"First, I would remove this sexy little shirt of yours."
"Yes."
"Then, I would kiss my way down your body until I reached the waistband of you jeans." Hermione's pupils were now so large that the brown of her eyes were almost completely gone. Her eyes looked black, but not as black as his. "I would open those jeans and pulled them down your thighs, push the thong of yours to the side and take your clit into much mouth-"
Draco was cut off by Hermione smashing her lips against his. He felt the cool tip of her tongue asking for permission, and his eyes shot open. Softly he pushed her away and almost pulled her back into his arms when she whimpered. "I'm sorry baby, but we have a schedule to follow, and we are almost fine."
Hermione growled and Draco chuckled. "You're such a prat." She said as he grabbed her hand. "I may be a part," he said, "but, I'm a sexy prat who is about to give you the best birthday you have ever had." With that, they apperated. Hermione smiled as she looked at the building before her. She shifted her gaze towards Draco and lifted a questioning brow. "Greenwood's Tattoo Parlor?"
"You said you always wanted to get one, and I figure it could be something we could do together."
Hermione squealed and throw her arms around his shoulder. Draco laughed and took her hand to enter the shop. Once they were inside, they decided to choose something and surprise each other in the end. Draco watched as Hermione headed towards one room with a tattoo artist named Collin, Draco growled as he noticed Collin checking out Hermione's retreating ass. "Mr. Malfoy," asked his tattoo artist Dustin. "Ready to go?"
With much regret, Draco broke his gaze from Hermione's retreating from and followed Dustin. Dustin began moving around gathering his supplies and Draco took this opportunity to remove his shirt and get situated onto the seat. Draco decided to get a Celtic styled tattoo on his shoulder. He chose a design that represented love. There was a circle in the center and then a continual chain that created what seemed to appear as a triangle. Dustin began to work on Draco's shoulder. The pain was nothing compared to anything he has ever experience. He guessed that from experiencing the crucio curse almost on a daily basis due to continually failing the Dark Lord's wishes, a person would become more tolerant to pain.
An hour passed, and his tattoo was complete. Draco smiled, he was quite pleased with the outcome. He just hoped that Hermione would like it. Draco stepped out into the main lobby, forgoing his shirt so he could show her is new ink. He noticed her standing in the middle of the lobby with a huge smile on her face as he got closer to her. "That is so hot," she whispered. A blush formed her cheeks as she realized she said the words out loud. Draco frowned when he stood before her and didn't see were her tattoo was. "Mione, where?"
Hermione lined in towards his ear and whispered. "It's in a spot were only you can see." Draco groaned. The woman was trying to kill him. He was so caught up her didn't hear her whispering a spell. The burning sensation and slight dull pain from his tattoo ceased and he looked to see that it was fully healed. "Thank you." Draco leaned and kissed her lips. "Now I'm going to take care of the bill, but when I'm finished you are going to show me."
"Maybe," she said and then turned to leave out the door, shaking her hips as she did it.
"That is one sexy girl."
Draco's eyes blacken and he flew towards the counter grabbing the culprit by the collar. "She's mine," he growled. The blonde, who Draco realized was Collin, coward in fear nodding quickly. "Here's your money." Draco said as he slammed it down onto the counter cracking it. Never taking his gaze from the blonde, Draco slipped on his shirt and then slowly backed out of the parlors doors.
"Do you want to see?" Hermione asked from behind him, and all his anger dissipated and he eagerly pivoted his body to face hers. Draco felt his eyes widen as Hermione's hands went to the belt of her jeans and began undoing it. Once her belt was open, she popped the top button of her jeans and slowly lowers her zipper all while biting that lip of hers in an attempt to hold in her grin. Draco held his breath as Hermione pushed down the left side of her jeans and underwear revealing and small otter. The otter was on its back and in its hand was a heart. Within the heart, read the initials DM.
Draco fell to her knees before her and placed his hands on her hips and pulled her towards his face. Warm lips pressed against her tattoo causing Hermione to gasp and grasp the blonde locks of her lover kneeling before her. "Oh god," she whispered with a shaky breath as she felt his tongue against her skin.
"I love it," he growled.
****Malfoy Manor****
Narcissa Malfoy walked to her kitchen in her and Draco's small apartment. She decided to make dinner for herself instead of ordering take out. Ever since Draco and herself moved to muggle London, she has taken a liking to cooking, but it's not as delightful as it is when she cooks for both her and her son. She opened the door of the refrigerator and grabbed the glass bowl that held the marinating chicken and closed the door to reveal the face of Lucius Malfoy
"Hello, wife," he growled. "I have a message for you to pass to our son." The glass bowl slipped from her fingers and shattered onto the floor. Trepidation alongside lust flooded throughout her body in wave after powerful wave. She feared what her husband would do to her son, but she lusted for the touch of her mate, who had been long parted from her arms.
"What's this message?"
Lucius handed her a small parchment of paper. Narcissa immediately grabbed her owl, and gave it the parchment and whispered coordinates to him. "Now my beautiful mate," he growled. "I need you." Lucius harshly grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her towards him and crashed his lips against hers. Lucius lifted Narcissa on top of the counter and ripped open her top exposing her breasts. Lucius trailed his tongue from the hem of her skirt, up her stomach, across the swells of her breast to her neck, and then sunk his fangs in, causing them both to scream out in ecstasy. Narcissa found herself seconds later pantiles and her husband cock buried to the hilt.
"Yes," she growled.
****Beach in Italy****
Draco and Hermione walked hand and hand down a path that led to a small table lit with a few candles and perched upon the table was a large pepperoni pizza. Hermione's mouth immediately watered. Draco continued to lead them down. The smell of ocean and pizza filled her senses. As they reached the table, Draco pulled out the chair for her. Once she was seated, Draco moved around the tale and joined her on the opposite end.
"I figured I would give you a candle lit dinner on a beach with the main course being your favorite food."
"Thank you," she said reaching over to grab his hand, giving it a small squeeze. "I am going to warn you though, this will not be pretty."
Together they laughed. A calm silence overcame them as they ate and took in the immaculate view of the ocean before them. It's perfect. Everything's perfect, Hermione thought. She could have never imagined such an amazing day. The man before her was something that she never expected. He was so much more. Twenty or so minutes later Hermione had eaten over half the pizza herself and looked up to see a wide eyed Draco. "What?"
"You're so small…how to you eat that much?"
She shrugged her shoulders and laughed. The sun had set a while ago, and the stars were shinning brilliantly above them, and her mind turned towards Harry. A wave of guilt succumbed her. Draco immediately noticed a change and softly grabbed her hand between his. "What is it?"
"I was thinking about Harry." Draco narrowed his eyes at her, but hadn't let go of her hand. "Since we were 14, Harry and I had a birthday tradition just between the two of us."
"It better not include anything involving you naked," he growled.
"Oh for goodness sakes! Knock of the territorial crap for a moment." Draco nodded his compliance and Hermione continued to glare at him. He's such a prat sometimes. "When the sun would set, Harry would come find me. Together we would go to the lake and drink and entire bottle of firewhisky and just look at the stars."
"You and Potter would get sloshed every year on your birthday?"
"Yes," she laughed. "With how crazy almost every year was for us, it was one time we could relax and be reckless teenagers."
"How did Potter even get a bottle of firewhiskey?"
"Our secret," she laughed biting her lip.
"I will find out you know," he said with his trademark smirk.
"Never," she whispered with eyes that held challenge in their depths.
"Before we go to our next and final portion of our night, I want to give you your gift."
"You didn't have to get me anything Draco," she said as he leaned over grabbing a bag from beneath the table. Draco placed it softly on the table and lifted his hands towards the gift indicating that she should open it. "Really, Draco you have already given me so much." Hermione lifted out the tissue paper and reached into the bag feeling what could be easily describe as a book. With a firm grasp on it, Hermione lifted it out and gasped. In the front, was a picture of the last picture Hermione and her parents had taken together. Beneath was simply The Granger Family. Hermione opened the cover and noticed photos with her parents from her infancy. As she continued through, her whole life unfolded with each page. A soft hand cupped her cheek and wiped away a tear she hadn't realize escaped her. "Draco this is beautiful. Thank you," she croaked.
"As much as I'd love to say I made it all by myself, I can't. I did have some help from Harry and Ginny."
"You just called him Harry."
"I'm trying. I really am."
Hermione stood and held out a hand for him, which he graciously took. Once he stood, Hermione stood on her tiptoes and placed a gently kiss upon his lips. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," he said as he caressed her face. "Come on let's take a walk down to the beach."
****A bay Area****
Harry set his and Hermione's bottle of firewhiskey in the sand and patiently waited for their arrival. He couldn't believe that Hermione was already 19. He was just glad that she was able to live to be 19, because if they would have failed and lost the war, he could only image what could have become of her. In the distance, he noticed to figures. Harry turned around and signaled to the others to be quiet and he dimmed the lit tiki torches.
Draco and Hermione made it to the bay area, and he stopped and pulled her into his embrace. Hermione immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Draco lifted her into the air and spun her around, and when he spun her he lifted two fingers from her back, giving Harry the signal. Harry brighten the torches and everyone stood shouting "SURPIRES!" Hermione gasped and Draco placed her onto her feet.
Hermione took in the faces. All of the Wesley's, except for Ron, Luna, Hagrid, Harry, and Nevil stood before her. Hermione felt her eyes begin to prick with tears and she ran towards Harry who opened his arms and brought her in. "Happy Birthday Mione! Draco said you and I can have 20 minutes to ourselves while they get a fire going. Ready?"
Hermione laughed as she spotted the bottle of firewhiskey in the sand. She walked towards it and picked it up. Before she grasped Harry's outstretched hand, she lifted her brown gaze towards Draco's gray ones. Pure happiness shone bright in his gray eyes, and a hint of mischief. "He knew about this didn't he?" Hermione asked Harry.
Harry chuckled. "Oh yes he did. Who do you think bought us this bottle of firewhiskey? I didn't have to sneak into McGonagall's stash this year."
Hermione laughed and grabbed Harry's hand and together they went to carry out their birthday tradition.
****Saturday Morning in McGonagall's Office****
Draco entered the room and noticed the seriousness of the faces before him. Harry, Tonks, Molly and Arthur Wesley, McGonagall, and his mother stood before him. A horrible feeling spread through him like fire. Something is wrong, he thought. "Tell me."
"Mr. Malfoy-" McGonagall started.
"Cut the bullshit. What happened?"
"Your father escaped Azkaban last night."
Those five words knocked the air from his chest as he stumbled into the chair behind him. "What?"
"Your father has escaped and he has a message for you," Narcissa said.
"He came to you and you let him go! But not after a good lay I'm sure." Draco yelled. Breathing heavily as the blood in his body began to boil and the feeling of control began to slip from him.
"It's more complicated than that, you should understand!"
"Where is it?"
McGonagall leaned over her desk and handed him the piece of parchment.
You have failed me blood traitor.
I am embarrassed and shamed to call you my son.
You will pay.
I'm coming for her.
She will be dead soon.
"NO!" Draco shouted and threw the parchment to the floor. Draco felt a burning sensation in his back and heard a tear as his wings sprouted. "Damn it!" He shouted and grabbed the chair and threw it against the wall smashing it into pieces. He flipped the desk, causing McGonagall to run to the other side of the room. Draco took his fully formed talons and began gouging the bookshelf in front of him. He's going to kill her. I have to protect her, he thought. "That fucking son of a bitch!" he growled grabbing and end table and throwing it, ignoring the horrified faces around him.
"Get Hermione," Narcissa whispered to Harry.
Harry pulled out his wand and sent a patronus. "Please come quickly," he whispered to himself.
****Great Hall****
Hermione was headed toward the Great Hall after finishing her morning run when she noticed a patronus of a stag stood before her. "Harry," she gasped and began to follow the patronus to him.
****McGonagall's Office****
"Where is she?" Molly asked jumping at the smashing of glass.
"She's coming," Harry assured, watching Draco. The poor man was at war with himself, he could only feel sympathy for him.
The door flew open and Hermione ran in still wearing her running gear. She looked at the group of people coward on the one side of the room, and then turned towards the enraged creature before her. "Oh, baby," she whispered. "What happen?"
Draco immediately stopped at the sound of her voice. Slowly, he pivoted around to face her. He was still growling exposing his fangs. His eyebrows furrowed over his blackened eyes and his wings outstretched spanning the entire room. Everyone but Hermione, Harry, and Narcissa coward at the creature before them. Cautiously, Hermione stepped towards him. She lifted both hands and encompassed his face and his eyes closed as he sighed into her touch.
"Baby, I'm here," she said softly caressing his cheek. "I'm fine."
Draco lifted his hands that had transformed back to their human form, and grabbed her face with his hands and kissed her hard. Hermione whimpered and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer. They kissed with such passion and desperation then they have every experience. Hermione could feel his anxiety and fear spurring her need to comfort and assure him. The two were so engrossed in each other they didn't not the retraction of his wings.
Draco rose a hand to the zipper of her hoodie and pulled it down. Hermione's eyes snapped open not wanting this to lose control before the others left the room. "You need to leave," she groaned out as Draco nipped at her neck and kiss down her chest. "He needs to assure himself that I'm fine and save…oh god…and there's only one way to do that and I can stop him so if you don't want a free so please-"Draco ripped her sports bra open and fell to her knees taking one of her pebbled nipples into his mouth pulling on it hard causing her to scream. "GO!"
The sounds of shuffling feet and a closing door was enough for Hermione. She began to let herself surrender herself completely to his touch. Draco kissed down her toned stomach dipping his tongue in her naval on his way down. Hermione squeal as he bit above her waistband before pulling down her sweatpants along with her underwear. Seconds later his mouth encircled her clit and her head fell back as she cried out.
"Spread your legs," he growled against her, the vibrations making her pull his face closer to her. She did as she was told and screamed out when she felt two fingers drive into her. Draco vigorously moved his fingers in and out of her while still manipulating her clit with his tongue. Sweat began to build on the entire surface of her body. She felt herself getting closer and closer to the endless abyss, tittering the pinnacle of pleasure that had once been unimaginable.
"OH FUCK!" she shouted as her orgasm crashed over her is powerful waves, her entire body twitching with the aftershocks. Draco took on last flick of his tongue and pulled his fingers out and stood before her. Black eyes connected with dark brown almost black. He continued to watch her as he lifted the fingers that had just been inside her placing them in his mouth sucking them clean. Hermione whimpered as she felt her pussy clench as the sight.
Suddenly on her on accord, she felt to her knees and opened her jeans. Reaching in, she lifted his cock from its confined and got her first look at her mates cock. "Holy shit," she whispered. It was hard, long, and think. She had to guess it was a little more than 9 inches long. Her mouth began to water and she was overcome the need to suck his cock dry. Without over thinking it, Hermione stuck out her tongue and licked the pre-cum from the tip of his cock.
Draco growled and placed both hands into her hand pulling her closer. Hermione opened her mouth and took him in sucking hard. A sudden urgency overcame both of them, and Hermione began to pull him deep and faster into her mouth, lifting one hand to stroke the length of his cock she couldn't fit into her mouth and the other to cup she sac. Draco began to move his hips slowly at first until he was full on face fucking her. Draco groaned as he felt his ball tighten. "Baby, I'm gonna cum," he gasped looking down at Hermione face. Hermione lifted her mouth from his cock and said, "Cum in my mouth baby, I want to taste you."
"Shit," he gasped as she took him once again into her mouth, going down on his at the previous pace. It didn't take long until his was screaming out her name and cumming long streams into her mouth. Her felt her swallow and she began to suck him clean before placing him back into his jeans and standing. Shock was written on both of their faces as they looked at one another. "Okay," she swallowed hard. "Are you ready to talk about what happened?"
"My father's escaped and he's threatening to kill you."
"Fuck," she gasped, and Draco's semi-deflated cock stood at attention once more.
****Outside the Office****
Everyone stood uncomfortably outside the office, not wanting to look at each other in the eye. Harry and Arthur were holding in a laugh.
"I would have never thought that girl had a mouth like that on her," laughed Arthur. Hagrid, Tonks, and Harry started laughing hysterically. The others began to join in the laughter, but stopped with the swinging of a door. Hermione's eyes widened in horror as she realized that everyone had heard everything. Draco was sporting a very satisfied smile, which turned into a laugh when Arthur Wesley gave him two thumbs up. Hermione smacked Draco on the chest and turned towards Harry, "What are we going to do about this?"
"Well the aurors have been notified. They are now looking for him as we speak, but for now we wait."
Tell me what you think! -H
