A/N : Sorry for the wait. Here's a short chapter. I promise I'm working on a longer one right now.
She entered her living area and sank onto the sofa in front of the fireplace. Smiling, she recalled all the events of the night. 'Oh, my, he is amazing. Such a good kisser.' Staring into the flames, she thought of the feelings she felt when he kissed. They were different from when Kevin kissed her. With Kevin things were urgent, rushed. With Draco she felt comfortable, passionate and she felt like they had all the time in the world. She hoped that he stayed this way, passionate, loving, kind, romantic. She could easily fall in love with him. Slowly, she made her way to bed and dreamed wonderful dreams featuring Draco.
Draco found his way to his rooms with a spring in his step. This night had gone better than he had planned. He never planned to kiss her tonight, it just happened, and it had been amazing. The excitement and arousal he felt while kiss her was intense. He couldn't wait to have her, but he would. He would wait until she was ready. Smiling to himself, he stepped into the shower and thinking of Hermione, grabbed his stiffened cock. Rubbing his hand up and down slowly on his cock, he closed his eyes. Seeing her the way he wished, writhing under him. It didn't take long for him to cum all over the shower wall. Expelling his breath, he then washed himself and made his way to bed.
The next morning, Draco arrived early to breakfast, watching for her. Harry arrived first and took his seat. "How'd dinner go last night?" he asked.
Draco turned to him, startled that he knew about last night. "Oh, it went good. Really good," he answered, returning his eyes to watch the door again. Students had begun trickling in for breakfast.
"So, did you kiss her?" Harry asked, smirking.
Draco jerked his head to look at Harry. "That is none of your business. But if you must know, yes I did. And she kissed me back."
Harry grinned at him, "Good," was all he said and then turned his attention to the food in front of him. Draco stared at him for another moment before turning his attention back to the door. After what seemed like an eternity, she arrived, looking glorious with her hair pulled up in a ribbon at the back of her head. Her eyes found his the moment she entered the great hall and a smile graced her face. He smiled back as she began making her way to the table. When she arrived, he stood and held her chair for her. Harry smiled, watching them. Yep, they were going to be great together. Bending down once she was seated, Draco placed a kiss on her cheek. Professor McGonagall watched and smiled to herself. She was glad that they had found each other. She knew that they wouldn't do anything in front of the students, other than hold hands or the occasional kiss on the cheek. She had already heard a few of the students talking about seeing them walking the halls last night holding hands. She assumed they were returning from dinner. When Draco had asked her if he could date Hermione, she was happy to give her approval. They both deserved to have someone in their life.
Draco sat down and they began eating. Harry leaned over and whispered in Hermione's ear, causing her to gasp in shock at what he said. "Is that right?" she said then turned her gaze on Draco. "Couldn't keep your mouth shut, could you?" she asked, a smile slowly creeping across her mouth.
"Like you wouldn't have told him anyway," Draco laughed. "He asked, and I answered. Yes, I had a great time last night. It ended incredibly," he said, ducking his head.
"Yes, yes it did," she replied, placing a hand on his arm. He gripped her hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let go so that they could eat. Several students were staring at them, whispering. Hermione chuckled, "Looks like we're the talk of the school now."
Draco looked out over the students and nodded, "Yeah, sorry."
She shook her head, "Don't be sorry. I'm not." Leaning over, she placed a kiss on his cheek and then returned to her meal. They talked softly until it was time to get to class. Draco walked with her to her classroom and after a chaste kiss on the cheek, made his way to his own, seemingly walking on air.
The day progressed with minimal whispering from the students. Draco and Harry met up in the hallway on the way to dinner and sat down with the other teachers. Hermione was absent. Draco waited for her to arrive, but the longer he waited, the more he knew that she wasn't coming. Worried, he glanced at Harry who shrugged his shoulders. It really wasn't unlike her to skip a meal. She was probably immersed in the library and had lost all track of time. As soon as the meal was over, Draco made a beeline for Hermione's room. Knocking on the door, all he heard was silence. Not knowing the password, he had no way to get in to check on her.
Thinking for a moment, he went to her classroom. Finding her bent over a book on her desk, he smiled, relieved that she was okay. Clearing his throat, he announced his presence. Hermione jerked her head up to look at the door where the noise had come from. Seeing him standing there, leaning on the door frame, she smiled. "To what do I owe the pleasure of a visit, Draco?" she asked.
"You missed dinner," he said, pushing himself off the door frame and stepping further in to the room.
She glanced at the clock in her room. "I didn't realize the time. I got engrossed in this book on creating new transfigurations," she explained, closing the book and standing. Raising her arms above her head, she stretched out the kinks that sitting bent over her desk had caused. He watched her, feeling himself grow hard at seeing her robe lift and her breasts push forward against the fabric. "I'll just get something in my room tonight. Care to join me?" she asked.
He nodded, "Absolutely. We don't have patrols until tomorrow night." He followed her out of the classroom and back to her rooms. She muttered her password and stepped through the door. Draco followed and stepped aside allowing her room to close the door. He heard the door lock when it shut. Wondering about this, he looked around the room and admired the decorations.
"Well, don't just stand there, have a seat, make yourself at home," she said to him. "I'm just going to get changed." She appeared moments later dressed in soft gray lounge pants and an oversized jersey. Heading to the kitchen, she made herself a small dinner and carried it back to the living room to join Draco. "Want something to eat?" she asked.
"No, thanks. I'm good," he replied, not taking his eyes off of her. "You had me worried. I thought something had happened to you."
"I'm sorry, Draco. I didn't mean to worry you. I just got so absorbed in that book that I lost track of time. It's not uncommon for me, just ask Harry," she said. Placing her empty plate on the coffee table in front of them, she turned slightly to face him, pulling her legs up under her. "How was your day?"
"It was good. I missed seeing you all day long," he said, then turned his head away, embarrassed for having admitted how he had missed her today.
"I missed seeing you, too, Draco. We will just have to make an effort during the week to see each other when we don't have patrols. Then the weekends are ours to spend together. Weekends that I will be looking forward to," she said softly, reaching over and placing a hand on his shoulder.
Draco looked over at her and smiled slowly. "Weekends should be interesting." They talked about mundane things, just enjoying each other's company. After a few hours, he stood to leave. "Not that I really want to leave, I suppose I should."
Hermione stood with him and closed the distance between them. Reaching up, she put her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down to lock their lips together. He growled, his hands snaking out to grab her waist and pull her closer to him, deepening the kiss. She wound her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer still. Growling again, he took a few steps and she found her back against the wall.
Draco ran his hands up her sides to the sides of her breasts, tracing the outline of them through her shirt. She gasped into his mouth, allowing him to probe his tongue further into the hot cavern her mouth had become. She sighed, loving the feel of his kiss, of his hands on her body. Suddenly he pulled away, backing up a step. "I'm sorry, I got carried away," he apologized.
"Don't be sorry. I loved every minute of it. I do want more, but I think we should wait. I don't want to rush anything in this." Hermione said.
Draco nodded in agreement, "You're right. I don't want to push you away by rushing into anything." He turned to leave. "Goodnight, Hermione. Don't skip anymore meals, please."
"Goodnight, Draco. I'll see you in the morning," she said.
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. Draco and Hermione spent all of their spare time together. Sometimes having a date, sometimes just sitting and grading papers, always ending with a kiss and a whispered sigh. Christmas holidays arrived and with them, the opportunity to spend more time together. Deciding to remain at the castle during the holidays, they were able to spend more and more time together.
On the day of Harry and Ginny's wedding, they travelled to the Burrow together. Hermione left him to go help Ginny get ready and to get ready herself, as she was standing up with Ginny at the altar. Draco felt himself grow hard at the sight of her in the strapless lilac bridesmaid gown. He couldn't take his eyes off of her throughout the ceremony. Once the minister announced them as husband and wife, the tent turned into the reception area immediately. Draco and Hermione locked eyes from across the room and slowly made their way towards each other through the crowd of people. They met in the middle of the dance floor. He placed his hands on her waist and roughly pulled her closer to him, capturing her lips with his.
Hermione gasped at the roughness, but secretly enjoyed it. After several months of dating, she felt like she was ready to take the next step with Draco. She placed her arms around his neck, her hands making their way into his hair, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. He growled and pushed his tongue into her mouth, exploring the warm cavern. They began swaying to the slow beat of the music, oblivious to everyone around them.
