Chapter Six:
Draco walked into his flat and threw his cloak across the room, knocking over a lamp. Fifi quickly ran to clean the mess. Draco ignored the squeaky elf and went straight to his bed room.
He felt like an idiot. Here he was pouring all his hope into a few roses and a note, and there she was accepting dates with Zabini. If he could find the bastard, he would make the git pay. How dare he ask the woman he loved out on dates? How could she accept?
Draco punched a pillow and knocked over a vase. Fifi was going to be frantic. Draco lay on his bed and gave serious thought about his situation. Was their relationship really about the sex?
Sure it was very pleasurable but he always felt like she was trying to get away from him. After climax, she would roll away and leave. Come to think of it, she had never stayed over, even when he asked.
Draco really felt like an idiot. While Draco was discovering that he was in love with her, he was ignoring the fact that she wanted to get away from him. Probably too good hearted to let me down easy. He thought to himself. This is what happens when you care.
As he thought to himself in his room, Hermione flooed into his living room to meet a jumpy Fifi.
"Fifi, is Draco here?" she asked.
"Yes, Missus Hermione but Master is very angry, Miss must not bother him." The elf was still cleaning remnants of a shattered lamp.
"It's alright Fifi, he asked me over." Hermione went straight to Draco's bedroom.
When she reached his room, without knocking she went in. Draco was on the bed with his arm thrown over his face. "Hi" she said in a soft voice getting his attention.
"Hi," he replied getting up.
Without another word, Hermione rushed up to him and pulled him into a searing kiss. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tight as her fingers played with his hair. The next thing they knew he was pulling off her cloak and she was helping him out of his pants.
They melded together and rocked in each other's arms for a while before they both were overcome with their need to climax. Hermione bit into Draco's shoulder when she came causing him to cum himself.
When he rolled off her completely satiate, she lay there catching her breath. He quickly thought over the events of this afternoon. Grim realization plagued his mind. She had a date tonight with Blaise Zabini. He couldn't stand it. He was surely in love with her but she was dating other men and who knows what else.
Draco got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to clean himself and give her a chance to slip away as usual. When he returned she continued to lay there.
He asked, "What are you still doing here?" Very confused, she would have usually left by now.
She was floored, he wanted her to leave. She got out of bed and started to gather her discarded clothing. "Sorry, I was still a bit tired."
When she was fully dress, without looking back, she flooed straight home and cried her eyes out. He signed 'love' in the note, obviously he didn't mean it. I'm pretty sure I'm another hole to fill. But then why would he send me flowers? The thoughts constantly ran through her head. She only fell asleep at one in the morning because she cried herself into exhaustion.
Draco waited for Fifi to change his sheets before he would fall asleep. When he lay down on his bed, he concluded that he would no longer seek her out for encounters. He didn't think he could take it knowing that she was seeing someone else while he could see no one because he was in love with her. When did things get so complicated?
A/N Sorry to those that was expecting smut, I'm really no good at it so its very minimal in here.
