Chapter Nine

Draco made his way back to their room with an armful of food for the two of them. He wasn't sure what Hermione wanted on her sandwich so he got one of every kind they could make down in the Hotel kitchen. He also got them the potato crisps she asked for along with some fruit and water. The chef tried to offer Draco some beverage called "soda", but Draco graciously declined. Mainly because he had no idea what that drink even was.

He reached their room, knocked on the door, and waited for Hermione to come and open the door. A moment later he heard the locks clicking, and then the door opened to reveal Hermione standing on the other side in a towel with her hair pulled back.

Draco immediately closed his eyes, unsure of whether Hermione was okay with him seeing her like that. Naturally, Draco kept his eyes open just a tiny bit so he could see her. He is still a guy after all.

"Sorry, sorry. I can wait out here until you're decent if you want." Draco offered still making it seem like his eyes were completely shut.

"No it's alright, come in." Hermione said still sounding hoarse from crying and that scream she let out earlier this morning.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked as he began feeling his way into the room, not fully opening his eyes. "Because, I don't mean to be insensitive or anything, but I don't know how well I will be able to control my uh," Draco paused as he felt around for the bed. "lower half with you being as undressed as you are."

Hermione giggled lightly and briefly as she watched him feel his way to the bed. He was being so incredibly sweet, she couldn't believe it.

"Yes, I'm sure Draco. You can open your eyes." She replied with a soft chuckle in her voice. She looked at the massive mound of sandwiches that he had plopped on their bed and then looked at Draco. "Why did you get so many?" She laughed.

By this time Draco had opened his eyes and was trying, as hard as he possibly could, to look her in the eye and nowhere else. But he was failing miserably at it.

"Well before I left I forgot to ask what kind of sandwich you wanted." Draco began as he rubbed the back of his neck, while sneaking glances at her towel covered body. "So I just got one of everything so you would have options. By the way what is soda? The chef bloke down in the kitchen offered me two bottles of it, but I have no idea what it is."

Hermione laughed as she lay on her stomach while she tore open the wrapper on her sandwich.

"Soda is like champagne or mead, but without the alcohol. It's like bubbly flavored sugar water." Hermione explained before she took a bite of her sandwich.

Draco heard every word she said but was entranced by her laying on the bed in only a towel. She was killing him, whether she meant to be or not was irrelevant. The top of her towel had become un-tucked, so more of her cleavage was exposed than what was normal. The decent side of Draco wanted to tell her, but the hormonal male side of him told him to keep his mouth shut. The towel was flat against her backside, which revealed her very perfectly shaped bum, making Draco try to hide his inconsiderate hard on.

"Are you going to eat too?" Hermione asked sweetly as she looked at Draco with a concerned look.

"Yes, yes of course." Draco said as he silently snapped back to reality. "I just need to take a shower first. A long cold shower at that." Draco finished as he got up and began walking towards the bathroom, leaving Hermione laying there red in the face.

Control yourself Draco! Draco scolded himself. She just found her parents dismembered in the trunk of their own car. She will be beyond pissed if she thinks you're thinking about sex. Draco continued to scold himself as he let the cold water run all over his body, but it was to no avail. The cold water failed to scare away his erection, neither did thinking about Pansy which normally always worked.

When he got out of the shower, he got a towel of his own and dried himself off. He went to go get his clothes from the sink where he had left them, but they were gone. He made his way to the bathroom door and opened it slowly, unsure of what he would find on the other side of the door. He was worried that his aunt had found them and took his clothes because his wand was in his pants pocket. He didn't expect to see Hermione hovering over them, as they lay on the floor, using a cleaning charm on them.

"You scared the bloody hell out of me." Draco said with a soft chuckle in his voice.

Hermione lifted her head to look at Draco and apologize but was, once again, left speechless. The first time she saw him shirtless he looked like a God. Seeing him shirtless now, still slightly wet after his shower wearing nothing but a towel, she was convinced he was a God.

"I… Umm… I just… Umm…" Hermione stuttered as she stared at him. She was suddenly unable to form a sentence.

"I would offer to wear my towel the way you are but, something else might become visible and render you catatonic." Draco smirked as he walked towards where she was standing.

Hermione couldn't move, she couldn't think, she couldn't talk. She was fully mesmerized by the sight of Draco's beautifully toned body, as he got closer and closer to her. She could feel herself moisten as he got closer to her. When he finally came to a halt in front of her, she did something very un-Hermione- like. She pounced on him.

With a wave of her wand she wept away the food and drink Draco had brought up for them, and pushed him down onto the bed. Draco wasn't sure what to do here. Obviously the honorable thing to do would be to stop this now, seeing as she is just using him as an outlet for her pain and anger. On the other hand he was very, very ready for this to happen, and he desperately wanted this to happen.

"Hermione?" He said, loathing himself for stopping her hand from grasping his erection. "Are you sure you really want to do this?" Upon seeing the hurt that was spreading across her face he quickly added, "Obviously you can tell I want to do this, it's not a matter of me not being aroused by you, because at this point I could go three or four rounds with you before I tire out. I just want you to not regret this when it's done, you understand where I'm going with this now?"

Draco really hoped her feeling weren't shattered that was the last thing he wanted or meant to do but, he wanted her to not regret sleeping with him when it was all said and done. He could tell she was thinking hard about what he had said, and was deliberating the matter very seriously.

Hermione felt hurt, angry, and flattered all at once. She appreciated his gentlemanly nature and his consideration of the events that have transpired, but she wanted him and she wanted him now.

Quickly, Hermione flicked her wand and the drapes flew shut and the lights dimmed to the appropriate degree, before she turned back to face Draco. Suddenly Draco understood that she had given this a fair bit of thought. Without her having to say anything, Draco looked at her and understood he was wrong.

"My apologies, love." Draco said with his trademark smirk, as he flipped Hermione onto her back and hovered over her. "Let me earn your forgiveness."

With that Draco began kissing her softly with as much sensuality as he could possibly put into a kiss, leaving her breathless. He reached down and removed the troublesome towel from around his waist and cast is aside, before reaching up to open up Hermione's towel.

Hermione gasped as she laid eyes on Draco's bare erection for the first time. He was very well endowed, something she knew was very good but would be very painful seeing as she is still a virgin. She went to reach for his engorged member eager to hear him moan from her touch, but was stopped by Draco yet again.

"Not yet my love." Draco said, loathing himself even more. His gaze set on Hermione's breasts which he tentatively took one of them into his hand and began to knead it. "I want to earn your forgiveness before you begin to pleasure me."

As Draco finished his sentence, he lowered his head to her nipple which he gently began to suck on. Forcing himself to have self control when he heard Hermione moan with approval, Draco switched to her other breast to equally distribute his teasing attention. As Hermione began to grow more and more antsy with rolling her hips, trying to rub against Draco's erection, Draco started to kiss his way down to her womanhood. Once he reached her lips, he pressed a flat tongue against her clit and began to tease her. Every moan, and plea that escaped her lips made Draco's member ache even more. It was only after ten minutes of his tongue blissfully massaging her most tender area did she stop him.

"You." She said hungrily as she made pulled him up to meet her kiss. "Are absolutely….One hundred percent…. Forgiven."

At that last word, she reached down and wrapped her hand around his erection, which nearly sent Draco over the edge.

"Ohhh God!" He exclaimed as he felt an amazing pressure wrap around his pulsing member. His entire body was shaking from how amazing it felt to have pressure on his member. "Oh fuck, your hands are like magic!" Draco added through gritted teeth as Hermione stroked him.

Hermione grinned at him as she watched him shake as he held himself above her. She started to slide down underneath him, until she reached his very happy member.

Draco hadn't realized she had slid down under him, due to his aching member finally feeling the pressure it longed for, until his arms gave out from underneath him. He let out a pleasure filled moan as he felt her mouth slowly working on his erection. His entire body was trembling as he looked down under him to see if she was really doing what he felt her doing. When he saw her bobbing away on his member, it was too much, and it sent him over the edge.

He came into her mouth and shook violently as Hermione continued to suck on his member, after it seemed she had swallowed every bit of Draco's juices that got shot in her mouth. It was as though Hermione couldn't get enough of what she was doing, she just wanted to make him come over and over again.

Draco, however, couldn't take the sensation of Hermione circling his head with her tongue much more. The extended pleasure was causing him to buck his hips and spasm above Hermione. He eventually pulled his now limp and pleased member from her mouth, and slid down to meet her gaze.

"What magnificent sexual animal lives in you woman!" Draco exclaimed as he went to kiss Hermione on the lips. He was surprised when she put a finger to his lips and shook her head as she moved onto her knees.

Draco's jaw hit the floor as he watched her demonstrate why she shook her head no. Hermione had opened her mouth, and out poured almost all of what Draco had pumped out into her mouth. It ran down her chin, and chest, and stomach; and then he watched as Hermione took her finger she had pressed to his lips and ran it through the stickiness on her breast, then sucked it off her finger.

"I…. Uhhh…. You're not…." Draco stuttered as he watched her repeat that action over, and over, and over again. He was sure she was a virgin, it's not like Weasel had enough game, or tact for that matter, to get into her pants. So how did she know that some men find that erotic?

"No I am a virgin." She sang as she used her wand to clean herself off, before launching herself on her newly aroused boyfriend. "I was just going off a hunch." She said as she laid a heavy implying kiss on Draco's lips. "They don't call me the brightest witch of our age for nothing you know" She whispered in his ear, as she rubbed her wet lower half against Draco's thigh.

Draco groaned into Hermione's kiss as she went from rubbing against his thigh to his re-hardened member. He could tell she wanted more, that she wanted him inside her, but that she was nervous. He decided to retake control of this situation.

Draco flipped her over so she was on her back. He looked her up and down before moving his left leg to the opposite side of her, so he was straddling her. He kissed her softly, like he did when they would snog back at Hogwarts, before pulling away to speak.

"I can see you want more." He began in a sensual tone as he looked her in her eyes. "I can also tell you're nervous. I understand it is a big step and a big deal for you; it is your first time and I'm sure you have heard what it's like your first time. I want you to know, that I will only start when you give me permission, and I will stop immediately if and when you tell me to."

Hermione nodded and began to tear up, but with happy loving tears not sad ones. She was grateful she had someone like Draco to have her first time with, and not some impatient greedy sot.

"And if you tell me to stop because it hurts and you're not eager to try again soon, I wouldn't mind in the least." Draco began as his signature smirk came over his face. "I could live forever knowing the only sex I get from you is oral, because your mouth is a Godsend." Draco continued as he rubbed his thumb against her lips, as he watched her face go red. "That and I really enjoy using my mouth on you in return."

Draco felt Hermione shudder as he kissed his way down her torso. He kissed her neck softly, earning a soft moan and a shudder from her. He kissed his way to her chest, where he paid amble attention to both of her breasts and nipples. Earning more and louder moans from the angel underneath him. His kissed his way down her stomach, and he felt her tense up when he got close to her vulva.

Hermione relaxed her body as she felt his tongue slowly and softly massage her lips. Her moans fueled Draco to go faster, and his want to tease her grew more. As he licked her once from bottom to top, he kissed her clit softly as he reached the top.

"Mmmm you taste so good." Draco said as he licked her again, without breaking eye contact with her.

Hermione threw her head back and moaned at hearing Draco say that to her, she wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her. She reached down for Draco's ears and began to pull his face up to hers.

"I want you now." Hermione demanded with pupils so dilated her eyes looked black.

Draco needed to hear no more. He moved to align himself with her entrance, and then he cast a birth control charm on Hermione, and cast muffliato around the room.

He lowered himself onto on hand, while the other hand guided his tip to her entrance. He looked up at Hermione, who had spread her legs as far as possible in hopes to keep the pain to a minimum, for her permission to go in.

Hermione nodded her head yes, and watched as Draco rubbed his tip against her to get his head wet before pushing himself into her. Hermione's eyes rolled back into her head upon feeling his member rubbing her most vulnerable spot. Then she felt an immense pressure inside her as Draco gently and slowly pushed himself inside her. The pain brought small tears to her eyes, but Draco's moans from feeling how tight she was as she squeezed around him, somehow lessened the pain.

Draco was trying not to make a sound as he entered her, so she didn't feel obligated to withstand the pain if it was too much for her, but he couldn't hold it back.

"Mmmmohohohhhh!" Draco moaned as he slowly continued pushing his massive length inside Hermione.

He opened his eyes after he let out his moan and looked straight at Hermione, who just nodded yes again. Still going as slowly as he had been, he pushed the last of himself into her right to his base, at which point he collapsed onto his hands holding himself above her once again.

"Oh Hermione!" Draco panted as he hung his head to look at his buried member. "You're so tight," he panted, "I may explode when I pull back." He continued, determined to not last only two minutes. "Are you alright?" He asked. "Do you want me to keep going?"

Hermione was beside herself in a mix of pain and pleasure. It hurt her from being freshly broken, but Draco's moans and cries of ecstasy made the pain seem like nothing.

"Just keep moaning and saying things like you have been," Hermione said wincing slightly as she adjusted her hips. "And I'll be fine."

"Good." Draco declared as he imagined the amazing feeling of pulling back out of her. "Because I can't hold back my moans, I tried it didn't work."

"Good it's the only thing that is making this bearable." Hermione said as she beamed up at Draco.

Draco smiled at her, while feeling that she wasn't being entirely truthful with him. His member would be increasingly angry with him for it, but he couldn't do this knowing she was this uncomfortable. He began to pull himself out, watching Hermione's face contort into a pained expression, so he made sure to remove himself slowly from her. The whole way out he moaned, as she requested, groaned and shook as he felt the beautiful pressure squeezing him all the way out.

When he was finally out of her he collapsed on her chest panting. He truly couldn't believe how wonderfully tight she was, it broke his strength on the way in and back out. To his surprise he hadn't finished on his way back out of her, he was impressed with himself.

"Why did you stop?" Hermione asked looking confused and slightly relieved.

"Give me a minute." Draco said with a chuckle, as he tried to regain to his strength and composure. "Ok, I'm good now. I stopped because you were clearly in more pain than you were letting on, and I don't want you to soldier on just because it feels good for me. This was enough for you for the first time, at least by my standards it was. I don't want to put you through anymore pain for my own selfish desires."

Hermione felt a wave of affection for Draco. He was being so considerate in every way possible, and completely selfless. She was determined that the next time they did this, she would see it through to the end, for him.

"Thank you, I…. I'm sorry I couldn't…. I wish I could have…. I'm sorry." Hermione stuttered. She wasn't sure whether she should just thank him and carry on or apologize to him, so she tried to do both but ended up in tears out of frustration.

Draco wrapped his arms around her as she sat up and cried into her hands, unsure of what had her so upset. He was expecting her to thank him and go clean herself up again, not apologize and break down in tears.

"Hermione it's perfectly fine, love. I'm not angry with you, I am very happy that you let me get this close to you! Don't cry, please." Draco pleaded as he held her against his chest and rubbed her arm. "Please calm down Hermione. Talk to me, tell me what wrong."

"I…. I just…. I'm so weak, and horrible…. I can't even…. Take a little pain for you…." Hermione began to say in between heavy breaths and sobs. "And…. And…. I just saw…. My parents dead bodies…. Cut up and…. Stuffed in their trunk…. And I was selfish…. By indulging in self…. Self pleasure…. I'm a horrible person…." Hermione broke and just cried as Draco held her, without saying anything. Just letting her cry and vent and be listened to, before he spoke to her.

"Look at me." Draco said softly but sternly. "Hey, look at me." He pressed on as he grabbed her face with both of his hands. "You are not a horrible person. You are not even a bad person. You are an amazing person, Hermione Granger! Ever since your first year at Hogwarts, you laid you life on the line to help them and save them every year! You have faced things that the others at school couldn't even begin to imagine having to face at that age." Draco paused for a moment to let that sink in, when Hermione smirked slightly he continued. "You fought my father and my aunt and his comrades just last year, at the age of fifteen, and walked away with mere scratches! You have faced so much sadness and life threatening turmoil that you deserve to be selfish! You initiated this because you were looking for comfort, compassion, and love; that does not make you selfish. That makes you human."

Hermione let a tear slip from her eye, and before she could bring her hand up to wipe it away, Draco leaned down and kissed the tear off her cheek. Draco was upset that she felt this way about herself; she was far from anything she claimed she was.

"No more tears, alright?" Draco said with a smile and he tickled her belly, making her laugh. "That's better." He said as he kissed her forehead and wrapped her in another hug. "Now why don't you send word to your friends, better yet send word to Dumbledore. that you are safe, while I go draw you another relaxing bath? You deserve a little peace today."

"Ok, thank you." Hermione said softly, as she reached for her wand.

"Not at all love." Draco said as he walked towards the bathroom once more.

Hermione cast a patronous and spoke to it as the otter glided through the air, swimming around care free.

"Draco and I are fine. Bellatrix is NOT dead. She tortured and killed a café full of muggles last night. She knows about me and Draco. She killed my parents, and stuffed them in the trunk of their car. Find us on the river where Queen Victoria stayed. Between where the Mountains and the Railway runs through."

As Hermione finished her message, she sent the otter on its way hoping Dumbledore would understand. Knowing that it is Dumbledore she figured he would understand, and would hear from him soon.

Just then Draco came back into view from the bathroom, having drawn her bath, and changed himself back into his clothes. He took her hand and guided her to the bathroom, and at the threshold she caught her breath. Draco had enlarged the bathtub, filled it with bubble-bath, and lit candles all around the room.

The bathtub, which used to be a standard sized bathtub, was now a large oval with a casing around the entire tub. The room was dimly lit and smelled of lavender and chamomile, and since the room was warm from the bath the smells were really soothing.

"You do realize that you're probably going to get in trouble for all the magic you have been using, don't you?" Hermione said as she walked over to the bath tub and dipped her hand in the water.

"You're welcome, and no I won't. Whoever is working in the Ministry has removed the trace from me, so I won't be tracked." Draco said as he escorted her into the bathtub, admiring her backside as he did so.

"Really?" Hermione asked as she settled into the bathtub, sighing with pleasure at how relaxing the warm water felt around her.

"Yes, it has come in quite useful actually." Draco said as he leaned down to kiss the top of Hermione's head. "I'll leave you to soak in your bath, if you need anything just call for me. Alright love?" He said as he began to shut the door, peering in at her waiting for her answer.

"Alright." Hermione said as she sunk a little lower into the water. "Thank you Draco." She added before he had fully closed the door behind him.

"Not at all, love." Draco replied softly.