It had been over a month since Parvati's article had come out and she was relieved the whispering in the hallways when she went anywhere with Draco had finally lessened. As always, people find something else to gossip about when you attend school with hormone riddled teenagers. Hermione did not tend to listen gossip but the latest scandal seemed to include a few Hufflepuff Seventh years, an expired lust potion, and something from Greenhouse Three.
Walking into the Great Hall for lunch on Friday 30 October, Hermione sat next to Ginny and sighed. She had just finished her last class of the day, Herbology, and was ready for the weekend. Even without having to help Ron and Harry with homework this year, she was worn out.
"I swear dragon dung smells worse everyday. We were planting today and I almost threw up on Neville." Hermione frowned as Ginny snickered at her.
Scooping some chicken stew into her bowl she looked across the Great Hall, made eye contact with Draco, and smiled. They had been spending more and more time together since her birthday weekend. While they had been snogging and engaging in a lot of above clothes petting, they had not taken it any further. Realizing her feelings were growing deeper each day she wanted to see if they could have a real relationship and had asked that they not have sex again until she was ready.
Ginny must have noticed when she interrupted the moment suggesting, "Harry said Draco is coming with us to Grimmauld Place for the weekend?" Ginny raised an eyebrow in her direction.
"He is. We thought it would be nice to get out of the castle for the weekend, and his mum wants to have tea with us on Sunday."
"Tea with Narcissa Malfoy? Mi, is your relationship that serious?"
"Harry has tea with her twice a month. Do you think he's dating Draco?"
"Well, he didn't shag the ferret and you did."
"Touché. We have been getting to know each other better as you know. I really like him Ginny. I'm ready for more. I just need to find the right way to tell him."
"I'm sure if you just get down on your knees, open your mouth and -"
"Ginny Weasley! What would your mother say?"
Apparating to Grimmauld Place, Hermione held Draco back as Ginny flung open the door, half tackled Harry, hollered a quick "don't forget silencing charms!" and pulled him up the stairs. Ginny was exactly the kind of girl Harry needed in his life, someone that was unafraid to show how much she loved him and Hermione could not be happier for him. She did not know anyone who deserved to be loved more than Harry.
Smiling at Draco "We'll see them tomorrow. I'll show you to our room."
"Our room?" The sly smile on his face as he pulled her closer made her heart, and stomach clench. "I thought you weren't ready for that yet."
No time like the present. "I'm ready Draco. For all of it. Sleeping together, sleeping together, all of it."
The smile slid off his face as she stared at her, blank faced and silent. Insecurity started to creep in. What if he doesn't want that anymore? Did I just make an arse of myself? Clearing her throat, "If you're still interested that is."
"I'm interested. Bedroom. Now."
Pulling him up the stairs and into her room she threw up a silencing charm, tossed her wand and bag on the chair, and eagerly turned to him. As she began to pull her jumper off,he grabbed her wrists.
"That's my job" he growled.
Grasping her by the hips he pulled her into him and pressed his mouth to hers. Within seconds he was pressing his tongue against her lips to deepen the kiss. The press of his body against her, his desire for her, her made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. He moved his hands up and twisted them into her hair as she wrapped her hands around his waist.
Being with Draco, even if it was just kissing, always filled Hermione with desire and left her knickers soaked but she knew tonight would be different. Sex with him last time had been a wonderful, but beyond the emotional healing at the beginning, it had only been passion, lust, and desire. Tonight would be different because, while she still all of the same emotions, she was adding her deeper feelings for him. It would be so much more than a (hopefully) great shag.
She did not love him, not yet. She knew she would get there, and soon. With the exception of Harry, she had never been able to open up to anyone the way she could to Draco. He had seen her at her lowest- tortured, soiled, emaciated, not to mention her buck teeth- and looked past that to see who she was today Sometimes surprised her that this man, her one time bully, was now so important to her.
Moving her hands from his waist to his chest she pushed slightly back from him. They were both breathing hard as he locked eyes on her. Giving him a wink, she pulled her shirt over her head and started unbuttoning her jeans. Getting the hint, he was naked in record time.
She took in the sight of him in front of her. His broad shoulders and slim hips with his large erection standing proud, he was gorgeous specimen of a man. Standing with him in her room- her safe space, she realized that Draco had become a mental safe space for her. Someone she could be herself around, no glamours, no pressure to be anything but Hermione. In nothing but her knickers, Hermione felt a sense of freedom and sexuality.
Walking towards him swinging her hips saucily, she lapped one arm around his shoulders and wrapped her fingers around his erection, palm silking up the length of him causing him to moan into her kiss. - Gliding her other hand down to his chest for balance as she kneeled down in front of him. Peeking up at him, watching his adam's apple bob from expectation, she stuck her tongue out and licked the tip of his cock.
Listening to him moan as he watched her, she couldn't help but smile. She had a momentary thought, a sick satisfaction of experiencing Draco "I'm better than everyone" Malfoy's cock twitching against him her lips. Knowing he was surrendering to the caress of her mouth on him made her a sense of empowerment. Bracing one and on his thigh, she moved the other one to fondle his bollocks. Testing her control over him she slid the pad of her middle finger farther back to lightly press on his perineum.
She felt his knees go weak and he grabbed her by the head to stay upright. Looking up into his face she winked at him and used the tip of her tongue to lick his dick hole. Catching her off guard, he quickly stepped back, grabber her arm, and pulled her off his dick and into a standing position.
"Merlin woman. On the bed."
Crawling onto the bed, she had not gone more than a foot when he grabbed the back of her knickers to stop her from moving. Leaning down he gently bit her bum.
"Take these off first."
Sliding out of them, she moved to the top of the bed, anxiously waiting for him to join her. He was standing at the foot of the bed gazing at her and absentmindedly rubbing his dick. Feeling frisky she bent one knee and let it fall to the side, opening herself to him.
Eyes locking onto her center his stroking started to speed up. Hermione reached down and spread her folds open with two fingers, using the fingers on her other hand to distribute her slickness. As she started to dip her fingers into herself, Draco crawled into the bed and laid between her thighs.
"Show me how you cum."
Flush spread from her face down in bashfulness, and from her center up in desireas she sank two fingers into her quim. Continuing to stroke them in and out she moved her other hand to rub her clit. The effect of her wanton display for him had her pushed all thoughts of self consciousness away. Watching his hooded eyes she could not hold on any longer and keened out her orgasm.
Giving her a wicked smile Draco moved up her body and kissed her.
"That, was hot as hell Granger." he breathed in her ear.
Making his way back down he stopped to knead her breasts.
"Ouch!"
Immediately pulling his hands back, "What's wrong?"
"My breasts are really tender today."
He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on each one. Alternating between open mouth kisses and light licks of his tongue, he made his way down her body before opening her thighs wider.
Breathing in deeply he looked at her, "I can't wait to taste you again."
His words combined with his breath against her clit sent a rush of hunger down her spine and she felt herself a renewed flood of arousal between her thighs. Planting her feet on the bed she tilted her hips towards his mouth in invitation. Six weeks without his tongue on her was long enough to wait.
"Impatient Mi?"
"Very."
Smirking at her he lightly flicked his tongue once against her clit then pulled back. That bastard. Gnarling at him, she pulled his head up, looked him in the eyes, "Lick me. Now." and pushed his head back down.
This man seemed to extract a very sexually demanding side of her that she did not know existed. The experience of letting her body, instead of her mind, be in control, was peaceful. A complete juxtaposition to the physical fervor she felt.
Not hesitating, Draco wrapped his lips around her pulsing clit, sucked hard and dabbed his tongue against it. The feeling was so intense her back arched, she grabbed onto his hair and hissed "fuck" as she tried to pull him even closer by wrapping her legs around his head. The awareness of him sliding his fingers into her and rub on her G-spot made her go cross-eyed, but nothing prepared her for the pleasure of a finger lightly pressing against her anus.
Stars filled her eyes and she wailed as she orgasmed all over his face. The sound caught her off guard, never experiencing anything that intense before. Lifting his head up, Draco looked at her almost like her was checking to make sure he hadn't injured her. Not able to form a coherent thought, let alone actual words, she patted the bed next to her.
Taking a few moments to catch her breath, she rolled on her side to look at him. This man took her to levels she'd never encountered before. Why had she wasted six weeks of THAT just to 'get to know you better?' I could have been getting to know him between orgasms.
"Merlin, Draco. That was… just…"
"Is the great Hermione Granger speechless?" He raised an eyebrow, "We must celebrate."
"Well, there's a party in my pants and you're invited" Hermione giggled.
"What about your pants?"
Shrugging she answered, "Nothing. Muggle expression."
"Ready for more?"
Looking down his body, she saw the downtime since her last orgasm had left him half hard and enjoyed knowing that she would be able to get him ready for her again. Pushing him over onto his back, she crawled between his legs and placed his dick in her mouth. Sucking deeply on the head then using her tongue to move down his shaft until she felt him grow hard in her mouth. Lifting up, she kissed her way up his body to his lips, moved her legs on either side of his hips and slowly lowered herself onto his cock.
"So tight and wet."
He was not exaggerating. She could perceive how much tighter she was with swelling from the excess blood flow to her pussy. Bouncing on him, she could feel and hear just how wet she was, wetter than she had ever been before Completely unashamed with how much he turned her on, she leaned down, her lips touching his ears and whispered,
"Only for you Draco. Harder."
Flipping her over with surprising speed her pulled all the way out before slamming himself back in. The pressure of him ramming into her cervix was equal parts pain and pleasure and she was not sure if she should beg him to stop and demand he never stop. The ability to speak had left her again and she was making noises unrecognizable from herself. Grabbing his arse with her hands she tried to pull him as deep as possible.
His thrusts became more erratic the longer he fucked her. Hoping that the trick he used on her earlier would also work on him, she moved one hand and pressed her index finger against his anus. Just as she was pushing against him, he moved and her finger slipped in. Roaring out, he buried himself into her and she could feel his cock pulse with each shot of cum he filled her with.
As Hermione was in the shower getting ready for tea with Draco and Narcissa, she thought about Halloween the day before. The four of them had spent the day in the drawing room talking, laughing, and getting to know each other better; only leaving when they went to pick up take out. Hermione had confided her affection for Draco to Harry while they made breakfast that morning and she could tell he was making every effort to put the past behind them.
Suddenly feeling arms around her, she jumped, spun around and was milliseconds from punching Draco in the face before he caught her wrists.
"No repeats of Third year. I don't need to show up to tea with a broken nose."
"Then don't sneak up on me in the shower, git." Turning back around, she could not help lean into the warmth of his body behind her. Knowing she was about to meet Narcissa Malfoy, nerves were racking her body and tactility his arms around her was calming.
Kissing her temple he squeezed her tighter, "She will love you. You are smart, beautiful, brave, and you adore me; you'll have so much in common."
"I adore you, do I?" Glancing over her shoulder to look at him.
He lightly smacked her arse, "Yes, you do. Now hurry up so we aren't late."
They were having tea where she felt most relaxed, in Harry's library. Hermione was not ready to be at Malfoy Manor quite yet, and she did not want to have her first meeting with Mrs. Malfoy splashed across the Daily Prophet so anywhere public was out. Many hours were spent over the last few days debating what to wear to tea. Harry told her to wear what she was the most comfortable in and said he always wore jeans and a t-shirt. Easy for you, you're not dating her son. Finally settling on grey jeans and a deep purple blouse, she was ready.
Walking into the library she saw Ginny and Harry talking to Draco. "Are you two staying for tea?"
Harry answered her "No, I just wanted to say hello to Narcissa before we go to the Burrow. Plus, I've told her a lot about Ginny and I want to introduce them."
Kreacher came into the room, "The last mistress of the Most Ancient and Nobel House of Black has arrived. Kreacher serve the tea now."
Gulping as Harry thanked Kreacher, Hermione stood. I can do this, deep breaths. Draco squeezed her hand as Harry went to usher Mrs. Malfoy into the library.
She walked into the room in the room wearing a long sleeved navy blue cashmere dress with high heels, a strand of pearls, and her blonde hair hung perfectly. Glancing at her own outfit, Hermione felt a stab of insecurity at her looks and outfit compared to Mrs. Malfoy until she remembered Draco had chosen her for who she was, not how much like his mother she was.
"Hello Mother." Draco walked towards his mum and kissed her cheek. She held him by the shoulders for a few seconds to look him over. Hermione could sense the love she had for her son radiating off her. Remembering that this was the woman who had lied to Voldemort in the hopes of seeing her son alive again made Hermione feel better. If she was willing to face death for her son, surely she was willing to accept a Muggle-born if it made him happy.
"Mother, I would like to introduce you to Miss Hermione Granger."
"Hello Mrs. Malfoy. It is nice to officially meet you."
"Please, call me Narcissa. Draco tells me you are quite close and I see no need to be formal with each other."
Seeing Draco smile beside his mother made her relax even more, "Please call me Hermione then."
Kreacher interrupted them by bringing in the tea and Harry took the distraction to introduce Ginny and set up their next tea date before the two of them left for the Burrow. Narcissa looked around the room as she took her seat.
"Harry mentioned he had renovated the house, but I didn't expect it to look so different than it did when I came here as a child. This room is very well done."
Feeling a boost in her pride "Thank you. Harry let me design this room as I spend more time in here than anyone else. I was very happy with how it turned out."
The conversation continued with ease and Hermione could not help but feel better about her relationship with Draco. She knew Lucius would most likely never accept her, but she could tell Narcissa was making a real effort. Knowing how close Draco and his mother were, Hermione could not help but be grateful that she was willing to see past her blood status and be polite.
As they were finishing up their visit, Narcissa turned to her with a serious look on her face. Hermione swallowed past the lump in her throat. She prepared for a lecture on her manners or worse, Narcissa could tell her she could not see Draco anymore.
She was just starting her inner arguments when Narcissa asked, "Would you like to spend part of your Christmas Break at Malfoy Manor?"
Not knowing what came over her, "Sure, I would love to."
A/N: As always, thank you to my Alpha wolfy for being the best!
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