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Chapter 10 – Home sweet home.

Spinning, the room was spinning. Lips ravaged her neck, trailing to Hermione's collar bone. Their hands ripping at clothes in a frenzy. Needing to feel the heat of each other's skin. Her swollen nipples surged at the intimacy of his bare chest. His fingers fondled her breasts with a tantalizing possessiveness. She seared a path down his abdomen, lazily stroking fingers over his toned physique. Searching her hands dipped lower, they found what they were looking for. Grasping her fingers around his hard cock, a small groan of appreciation was heard from him.

Draco locked her body to his, with a roll Hermione found herself mounted above him. His lips teased a taut ducky pink nipple. Each caress of his tongue send jolts of lust pounding through her. His hands explored the soft lines of her back, waist and hips.

''Enough little witch. Stop before I take you right here on the floor.'' His voice was rough, as if it pained him to stop.

'' You say that like it's a bad thing, silly man.'' Her words aimed to tempt him.

'' Oh it wouldn't be bad. But a man only had so much will power, I'm not putting out for you just yet.'' He said with a wink while throwing his shirt at her. '' Put that on. It looks like your dress got into an accident. Really Miss Granger you should be more careful.''

''Mr Malfoy I'll have you know my dress was attacked. It wasn't my fault in the slightest. '' Two could play at his game she thought.

'' And just who dared attack you?'' He questioned while buttoning up the deep blue shirt over Hermione's skin.

'' It was my fiancé.'' Her voice filled with mock horror. '' He is so possessive I truly fear for the life of all my clothes.''

'' So you should little witch. Once we are married I plan to permanently ban all items of clothing unless we have company.'' This he was half serious about. Draco wanted her body available to him.

''Draco, where are we?'' Finally it hit her. She wasn't in Kansas anymore.

'' This I was thinking could be our library.'' Draco turn to see her reaction. The room was a large one, surely Hermione would like it. What if she didn't like the house? Fear crept into his thoughts.

'' Are you saying what I think you're saying. This is our house?'' She couldn't help but be slightly excited.

'' It became ours at 10 o' clock this morning. The second I saw the name of the village I knew we had to live here.'' Deliberately he gave her the smallest scraps of information to increase her excitement.

'' What's the village called?'' Hermione had a million questions. This was just the first of many more.

'' This is Great Bookham. The perfect place for a sexy little book-worm don't you think?''

'' I don't know why don't you show me around and we can see.'' If the potential library was anything to go by Hermione knew she was bound to be thrilled with the rest of the house.

The house was like something out of a dream. Either Draco had impeccable taste or he was a mind reader. The house had a 1920's art deco feel about it. If she didn't know better she would have sworn the house had fallen out of a fairy tale. There were 5 bedrooms, which Hermione couldn't help but think that was wishful thinking on his part. The master bedroom had an en suite bathroom and a private little balcony. Which over looked a garden filled with wild flowers and what looked like a summer-house hiding beneath ivy. The sound of a stream trickling away could be heard at the bottom of the garden. Downstairs was just as impressive. A generous family kitchen connected to a dining room with patio doors leading outside. The library she had already seen but there was also a smaller bathroom, cloak room and two other rooms. The one with the conservatory would make a wonderful living room. Finding her mind planning out house details already. Maybe one day the other could become a playroom for the children. That thought she kept to herself. Hermione was struggling to get over how beautiful it all was. Even the smallest things like the stained glass windows amazed her.

'' Draco we can't afford this house. '' Her voice couldn't decide if it was severe or heartbroken.

'' Actually we can, so remove that frown from your pretty face. You worry too much.'' Draco was trying to lighten the mood, pulling her into the garden to explore.

'' I know we can't afford it, not on ministry pay. You have nothing to do with your family so I'm assuming that cuts you off financially from them. And I know I've not got rich overnight. So how can we afford it?'' Hermione had come to a sudden halt in the wilderness of the garden.

'' You really do know how to spoil a moment woman do you know that?'' Part of him was annoyed that his surprise had been met with suspicion.

'' I'm sorry.'' Draco could hear she truly was. '' It's just a house like this must have cost a fortune. Which we don't have. I just like to know all the facts, you know that.''

'' Have you ever heard of the name Abraxas Malfoy?''

'' Wasn't he your grandfather on your father's side?''

'' Look at you knowing your future husbands family tree.'' He couldn't help but bait her. It was impossible to stay mad at her. '' And yes you're right he was. Well he never did like my father's involvement with Voldemort. Which he let my father know after his death. By leaving everything to me and cutting my father out completely.''

'' And that's how you bought the house?'' Her questions making sure she was following him.

'' Exactly. It's nowhere near the sum of money in my father's vaults but it's enough. It will stop us from ever needing to worry about money. Then again something tells me money means knowing to you.'' It made a change for him, to be wanted for himself and no other reason.

'' Well I wouldn't say it means nothing to me. Admittedly it's reassuring to know that in the future we will be financially stable for our children's sake.'' The heaviness of the conversation bore down on her.

'' Never would I have thought that marrying into money would be important to you Miss Granger.'' Draco wasn't about to let the conversation become too daunting. After all Hermione was so easy to wind up.

'' It's not. It means nothing to me at all and you know it. I'd marry a poor man if he made me happy. I can't deny though that I'm happy any and all children of ours won't have to go without. '' In a sulk she strode back to the house.

Sprinting to the doorway Draco blocked her entry. '' You know I'd take care of you right? That I'd find a way to take care of our family even without this money? He needed her to know he could provide for her. That he wasn't a spoilt brat who had money thrown at him. He wanted her to see him a man she could depend on. He could be the man she needed. Draco desperately didn't want to be seen as a bank balance.

A smile curved at her lips. '' I know, I trust myself to your care completely.'' The soft tips of her fingers swept across his cheek. '' Silly man, how could you think I'd ever doubt you in that. I know I'm safe in your hands. '' Tenderly her lips brushed against his. The kiss as light as a summer breeze.

'' Now come with me Mr Malfoy. I hope you like packing because we have plenty of it to do.'' Ducking under his out stretched arms Hermione made her way into their new home. Muttering ideas of colour schemes. So engrossed in planning she didn't notice Draco watching her. Affection written over his expressions.

Authors note: Bit of a short and sweet chapter this time. And yes I know I made a wizard of Oz reference. But Hermione is a muggle so she would have seen that movie so I figured it would be ok to make that tiny popular culture reference. Reviews? Kisses xox