A/N: Okay, not only three chapters in one week, but TWO IN ONE DAY! Literally a huge accomplishment for me. Anyway, I've never written a scene like this next one before, so if it totally sucks, please let me know. Also, seriously, thank you so much for all the reviews, favorites, and follows. They mean the world to me. Really.
Request: I have been wanting a cover for this story for a while, but I want one that I feel really represents the feel of this story. If one of you lovely and talented people would be willing to create cover art for this story, I would eternally love you.
April 2005
"You." Kiss. "are a." Kiss. "fucking." Kiss. "Tease." Draco kissed Hermione's neck as he lay on top of her.
"Oh merlin," she moaned. "You earned it. Acting like a hothead during dinner."
Draco pushed himself up and onto his back. He pulled his wife onto his lap so she was straddling him. "Well it didn't help that you decided to do every single thing that would turn me on during dinner."
Hermione pulled her dress zipper down, and pulled it off herself and threw it behind her. She leaned down and ghosted her lips by Draco's ear and whispered, "Well, why don't you let me make it up to you."
Draco groaned, and ran his hand down her back coming to rest on her behind. Hermione pulled back slightly and started undoing Draco's tie and shirt. When they were undone, Draco sat up, not losing his grip on Hermione, and shrugged the shirt off. He put one of his hands in her hair and pulled her towards him, meeting her in a passionate kiss.
Hermione ran her hands up and down his firmly toned chest. Draco ran the hand that had been resting on her bottom up her back and undid her bra, letting it fall forward. Breaking their kiss, Draco started kissing down her front. He latched onto one pert nipple, and started sucking on it.
Hermione leaned her head forward, while threading her fingers through Draco's fine silver hair. "Oh gods, you are excellent at that."
Draco released her nipple with a pop and smirked. "Only for you love," he murmured switching breasts.
He could feel his wife moaning, and he snaked a hand in between the two of them feeling her wetness soaking her silk panties. "Gods you're wet, love."
Hermione ground herself against him and groaned. "Don't go there unless you're going to do anything about."
Draco growled, grabbed her by the hips and threw her on her back. He tore her underwear away, ripping the expensive fabric, and started kissing down stopping when he reached his destination. He poked his tongue out, and was met with warmth.
Hermione moaned. "Don't tease me you snake."
Draco grinned and dove in. He licked her, poking his tongue in and out of her dripping sex. He hummed into her, and she bucked against him, accidentally hitting her clit against his nose. He grabbed her hips and held her down. Left with no way to move her bottom half against his strong arms, Hermione threw her head back, reaching for her own chest, pushing her tits up against her palms.
"Oh fuck." She moaned breathlessly. "You are way too good at that."
Draco pulled away, and she groaned at the loss of contact. Draco pulled himself back up, pecking each nipple on the way back up. He leaned back looking at his wife, and he undid his belt. Hermione reached up and helped him pull his pants and boxers down. Lying down on his forearms, he kicked his pants off the rest of the way, and lined himself up with her entrance. He slowly slid into her wetness, and the couple groaned at the contact.
Draco started moving, pumping in and out of her slowly. Hermione lifted her legs and wrapped them around Draco's waist. "Gods Draco." She moaned.
At her moans, Draco could feel himself tighten. Knowing that she had come close to the edge several times Draco knew that she wouldn't last as long. "Love I know you're close, but stay with me." He begged in her ear. She nodded and pulled him down to kiss her. Draco sped up and Hermione pushed her hips up to meet him, thrust for thrust.
"Draco, I'm close, I'm so close." Hermione cried, pressure building in her.
Draco moved a hand down and started rubbing her clit. "Just let go love. Let go." He pushed in her and felt her body go taut as a bow, head thrown back, hair wild, eyes closed and mouth open in a silent scream. Seeing his wife go over the edge, and feeling her clamped around his length made him come.
Panting, Draco collapsed on top of Hermione. She snaked an arm up and lazily put it over his shoulder, eyes still closed. He rolled onto his back and she rolled over placing her chin on his chest. "Well that was fun." Hermione grinned cheekily.
Draco cracked open one eye. "Minx." He replied wrapping an arm around her waist. "You are very loud though. I bet Mother is glad she doesn't sleep anywhere near us."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "If she did, I bet she would be asking us about grandchildren again."
Hermione snuggled into Draco's side and pulled his face into hers and kissed him tenderly. "I love you Mr. Malfoy."
"And I love you, Ms. Granger." Draco replied sleepily.
"Hermione," Draco groaned. "Get that thing to stop tapping."
Hermione burrowed her face into her pillow. "I get the damn paper every morning. Your turn."
Draco got up and grabbed his boxers from where they had landed the night before. He walked over to the window and opened it, letting the owl in. He removed the letter that was tied to its leg, gave it a treat, and it flew back out the window.
"Love," Draco asked walking over the bed. "Who would be writing to you so early in the morning?"
Hermione lifted her head. "No idea. Open it and find out." She flopped her head back on the pillow.
Draco opened the envelope and started to read out loud.
Dear Hermione,
I heard that you ran into Harry yesterday in Diagon Alley yesterday. I was surprised that you were back in the country after all these years. I was hoping that you would be willing to meet with me to talk about what happened. I acted stupidly and tried to find you for a while after you disappeared. I'll be at the Leaky Cauldron at 1 today. If you don't show up, then I'll know that you still hate me.
All my love,
Ron
Hermione lifted her head off the pillow. "You have got to be joking."
Draco could barely contain his laughter. "I can't believe he wrote you! Much less signed it 'All my love.' Who the hell does he think he is?"
Hermione sat up and took the piece of parchment from him. Scanning it, she replied, "Someone who still thinks they have a chance. My god, I knew wasn't the sharpest tool in the drawer, but this is really sinking to a new low."
"So are you going to meet him?" Draco asked.
"Yes, in fact I think I'll leave you for him. His letter was so convincing." Hermione responded sarcastically.
Draco rested his chin on her shoulder. "I think you should meet him actually."
Hermione turned to look at him, disbelief evident on her face. "What?"
"Yeah," Draco answered. "Tell him that you are better off without him, that you got a fantastic job in France, met a devilishly handsome man who just so happens to be the best sex you've ever had, and that you got married and became the newest Lady Malfoy."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "And I suppose I should take a picture of his face when I tell him all of this."
Draco shook his head. "No, I think memories from the pensieve would suffice."
Hermione pulled away and studied his face. "You really mean this don't you. You want me to see him today."
"I want you to gloat in his face at how amazing your life has been without him." Draco corrected. "Come on, we could at least have some fun on this trip. It doesn't have to be all doom and gloom."
"Draco," Hermione started. "We are here for a funeral. We're not supposed to be having fun all the time."
Draco kissed her nose. "No, but we might as well find it where we can."
March 2000
"Sorry, sorry, sorry. I know I'm late. I got distracted by work." Draco apologized jogging into Hermione's office.
She looked up from the novel she was reading, and smiled. "It's alright. How many times have I been late because I got caught by work?"
"You could never be too late for me." Draco held her coat out for her and helped her put it on. "Are you looking forward to the opera tonight?" he asked holding out his arm for her to take.
Hermione took the proffered arm, and they walked out together into the lobby. "I am actually. Remind me what we're seeing tonight?"
"It's Turandot." Draco reminded her.
"Right," Hermione smiled. "And we're meeting Theo and his date there?"
Draco held the door to the outside world open for her. "That's right. Hold on, it's raining out and I don't want you to get wet."
Hermione waited for Draco to conjure an umbrella and let her mind wander. Ever since she had started to see Draco, she was happier than she could ever remember being. She loved that he treated her with respect, while still making her feel like she could tackle any challenge that came her way. She rarely thought of Harry and Ron anymore, and honestly felt that the only thing that could make her happier is if her parents could remember her.
"Hermione?" Draco called, waving his hand in front of her face.
Hermione snapped back to attention. "Huh?"
"You disappeared for a moment." Draco said. "Where were you?"
Hermione looked at him adoringly. "Just thinking about how happy I am with you."
Draco leaned down and kissed her tenderly. "And I with you."
Draco put his arm around her waist as they started walking down the cobblestone street towards the Paris Opera House. They hadn't gone very far physically yet, but Hermione could tell that when they did, it would be wonderful. Holding hands made her heart stop, a hug made her want to never let go, and kissing, well kissing felt like there were fireworks exploding while simultaneously causing her to forget that she needed oxygen.
The couple walked into the Opera House and Draco took their coats over to the coat check. "I think Theo is over there."
Theo waved and Draco and Hermione headed over in their direction. Hermione hugged the man, while Draco shook his partners hand.
"Where is your date Theo?" Hermione asked pleasantly.
"She ran to the loo." Theo answered. "You actually know her, Hermione."
Hermione looked interested. "I do?"
"Yeah you do." Theo answered.
Hermione looked at Draco, and he shrugged his shoulders.
Theo started waving again. "There she is."
Out of nowhere a waif of a girl with long blonde hair appeared out of nowhere.
"Luna!" Hermione cried out excitedly.
"Hello Hermione." Luna replied in her usual dreamy tone of voice. "I see you aren't with Ronald anymore."
Draco's grip on her waist tightened. While he wasn't worried about Ron, he still didn't like anyone mentioning the ginger around Hermione.
"No, we broke up almost a year ago." Hermione responded. "I started seeing Draco in January and I couldn't be happier." She looked up at the blonde man, and smiled.
"I'm not really surprised. Your auras never really got along very well." Luna said.
Draco raised his eyebrow and opened his mouth to say something but then the bell signaling that it was time to take their seats rang.
"Shall we?" Theo asked.
"Yes." Hermione grinned. She started walking with Luna, chatting away happily while Draco and Theo trailed behind.
"You'd tell me if I was out of my mind with this one right mate?" Theo asked quietly.
Draco snorted. "Mate, I'm not sure you're even on the same planet with this one. But Granger likes her, so you must have picked a decent one this time."
Theo nodded. "You really like her, don't you?"
"To be honest, I think I'm falling in love with her."
