DISCLAIMER! I WISH I OWNED THIS.. BUT I DON'T.. *tear*
WHEW! Another chapter! Sorry for it's length.. Trust me my next chapter will be sooper long! I have a lot to put in it! But ENJOY! And for all those people who are ready for Draco and Hermione to sleep together.. It's not in this chapter. Lol.. But give it two more.. And it might happen.. Hmm.
Last Chapter: Hermione's mouth dropped open, "You can't have a relationship based on sex! And I didn't think he wanted to do it again. It might make it awkward between us."
"But you've already done it and it wasn't awkward. Trust me.. He wants to... You can tell by how the was he looks at you.. He seems edgy and moody, and It's like he's always mentally undressing you." Ginny laughed.
"Really!? I didn't think he could moody from just not getting any." Hermione raised a brow.
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Oh.. Come on.. It's Draco Malfoy."
Hermione walked out of class, holding her books in her arms. She was always the last one out of the classrooms, trying to finish her last bit of homework. Yet somehow she was always the first one in class too. Her footsteps echoed the hallway as she walked alone, but a sudden tug on her sleeve brought her flying through a doorway. Her books scattered to the ground, making a loud crash in the hallway and a terrible mess.
Her heart beat was going crazy when she noticed she was in a dark room. Her eyes started darting around in the dark, trying to adjust them to the lack of light. But then she felt him.. His lips were on her ear whispering things that made her blush from head to toe, she was glad it was dark now. His hand slowly worked its way down her shoulder and around her curves.. She closed her eyes and tilted her head, giving him more access. His tongue traced circles on her neck, making her swoon. This was all too much, she quickly twirled around, grabbing her wand and whispering lumos.
"Draco! Why are we in a broom closet?" She asked scolding him, but tried to keep her voice low.
Draco walked up to Hermione, his hands grabbed her, pulling her body to his, "I thought it was obvious.. So I can do this.." His lips were then on hers, working them back and forth against hers. Hermione let all of her mind disappear and her body took control. The thoughts of how much trouble they could get into was gone.. Her hands wove into his hair, and pulled him close. In a swift motion, Draco shoved Hermione up against the wall and pinned himself between her legs. His lips roamed up and down her neck, and was rewarded with different pitches of moans from Hermione. Draco let his hands wander up her shirt, cupping her breast. he smiled when he felt Hermione's legs tighten around his waiste.
This was almost too much for Hermione. She wasn't sure what made her do it, but she ground herself against Draco. This little move made Draco go almost crazy, and she sighed with passion when he let out a growl. She could tell how excited he was about this, the thought even made her face sprinkle in red. Hermione and Draco had gotten closer the past couple of weeks. They hadn't slept together yet, or done anything past making out. Hermione could tell that their border lines of what was aloud and what wasn't kept changing. The what wasn't aloud kept getting smaller and smaller, and more was being aloud.
"We.. Need to.. Get to.. Cl-l-lass." Hermione moaned around Draco's lips.
Draco let his head slump onto Hermione's shoulder, "Always stop it right when its starting to get good." He may have stopped kissing her, but Hermione could feel Draco's hand keep slowly inching its way up her skirt, making slow circle motions. She quickly pulled away from him.
"It's not that.. It's just we have to get to class." Hermione shook her head, fighting a smile. "You know I can't be late for school."
Draco's lips met her neck and whispered against it, "You won't be able to fight it for long."
"And what's that suppose to mean?" Hermione asked, not exactly pushing him away as he continued to kiss her neck.
"Exactly what it sounds like.. And tell Ginny I said thank you for not interrupting." Draco smirked, and kissed Hermione on the cheek, slipping out of the broom closet. Hermione shook her head. What was that suppose to mean? She quickly fixed her shirt and smoothed her skirt, as she slipped out of the closet. Her eyes went wide when she saw Ginny standing there with her books that were now picked up, and a hand on her hip. A smile was playing on her lips as she took in Hermione's messed up appearance.
"And how long has stuff like that been going on?" She said peeking into the closet.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "You know we didn't do anything,"
"Yet.. But all I heard was moaning from out here." Ginny smirked, watching the red spread across Hermione's face.
"Really!? This is so embarrassing." Hermione covered her face with her hands, "And what do you mean by yet?"
Ginny shook her head, "Oh come on.. It's bound to happen. You share a room, you are married, and you've done it before. You're going to give in."
"But we never go to bed at the same time, he's always out late. And he can't possibly be thinking about that." Hermione claimed.
"Oh, I know he is. Why else would he pull you in a closet for a steamy make out session… He wants you… bad." Ginny nodded. "And I think you want him too."
Hermione blushed, but she never denied it.
Ginny handed Hermione her books back, "But I have to get to class.. And you might want to fix your umm.. Spots."
Hermione raised an eyebrow giving her a confused look, as she quickly headed towards the nearest girls' bathroom. The second she looked in the mirror she gasped.. Little hickeys were everywhere along her neck. Blushing like crazy, Hermione grabbed her wand using a glamour spell to hide Draco's gift..
Draco and Blaise were laying around in the Slytherin common room because two Gryffindor girls had kicked them out of Draco's. Apparently 'girl talk' needed a whole empty room. Come on? They could just talk in Hermione's bedroom, but no. Draco and Blaise had made sure to make the Slytherin common room as comfortable as possible. They kicked out third years and younger. They were just so bloody annoying. It was rather funny as him and Blaise slammed open the door and threatened any kid who bugged them would be slaughtered in their sleep. The young ones quickly filed out, trying to get to safety. Now they had peace and quiet.
"You know who is smoking'?" Blaise smiled at Draco, as he laid down on the couch.
Draco raised a brow. He casually leaned back in his chair, tucking his arms behind his head, "No. Enlighten me."
"Your wife's little friend.. The one who kicked us out." A wide smirk spread across Blaise's face as he waited for Draco's response.
"Wait.. Red- I mean Ginny. You like her?" Draco's face scrunched up in disgust, but he quickly hid it behind his mask. "When did this new crush happen?"
"About a week ago when we were laying around in your heads' common room, and her and Granger walked in." Draco ignored the fact that Blaise called her Granger. He always did. "But man.. Have you seen her? You have to admit she's hot."
Draco wasn't sure what Blaise's definition of hot was, but it certainly wasn't his. Ginny did have a nice body and all, but Hermione was more his type. "Sure.. It you think so."
"I do think so..Well, mate, what do you think I should do?" Blaise asked his best friend. It was rare occasion when he asked Draco for girl advice.
Draco scratched the back of his neck, "You know I don't do this. I don't give advice and how to-" He stopped talking when a loud pecking noise came from the window. Draco looked up and recognized his dark black owl. He walked over and opened the window latch. The owl fluttered into the room, landing on Draco's arm. He gently scratched the owl's head, then took the letter. A jet black letter, which matched the owl perfectly, was dropped in his hand. It had the Malfoy seal on it. Draco tapped his wand on it muttering a family spell. Gold words spread across the paper, slightly sparkling for a moment.
Draco,
The Dark Lord says it is time. I expect you here this weekend.
Father
Draco felt his face pale. It was too soon! He couldn't receive the dark mark this weekend. He knew he had to, or he would be sent to death. They wouldn't have mercy on him. Look at the letter his own father sent him, it didn't show an ounce of caring or love in it. How was he going to tell Hermione? He couldn't tell her. What she doesn't know won't hurt her. If she knew, she wouldn't speak to him. A married couple on different sides in the war? How will it work? It would probably helped if they hadn't started a romantic relationship, and had kept it civil. But it was too late now. Too many thoughts were running through his head at once. He grabbed a quil and piece of paper and quickly wrote a response.
Lucius,
Ill be there. Friday.
DM
It was short and to the point.
"Draco?" Blaise asked, noticing Draco's shoulders had tensed up and his face became surprisingly dark.
"What!?" Draco spoke, his voice deep and hateful.
"Is that for what I think it is?" Blaise knew what that letter was. He could tell by Draco's sudden change of attitude. Also, he had overheard his father saying Draco would be joining the Death Eaters soon. Blaise was glad they were waiting longer for him to join, he knew he didn't want to at the moment. But would he ever want to?
"Yes, this Friday." Draco's voice didn't hold any emotion. It was cruel and full of hatred.
"Are you going to tell her?" Blaise knew he didn't have to say 'her's' name. Draco knew he was referring to Hermione.
"It'd be best if I didn't. I just started getting close to her. She would shut me out for good if she found out." Draco sighed.
"I don't know. Maybe you should." Blaise suggested.
"It's no your place to tell me what to do." Draco stood up and stalked out of the room. Blaise was shocked by his reaction, and didn't try running after him. Anybody who knew Draco, wouldn't run after him when he was upset. Anybody, except Hermione.
Draco opened the door, and walked into the dark common room. A smile spread across his face when he saw Hermione curled up asleep on the couch. Her hair covered her shoulders like a curtain, while the books in her lap acted like a blanket. The fireplace cast small pools of light to flicker on her face. He thought she looked like an angel. Draco walked over to Hermione, and brushed the hair out of her face. Her eyelids slightly fluttered, but didn't open. Bending down, he picked her up bridle style. He started walking to their bedroom. He secretly liked that word.. Their.
"Draco?" Hermione mumbled, as Draco sat her on the bed.
"Yes?" His voice was gentle and comforting. Hermione could feel him open the buttons on her jacket, and he pulled it off. He softly tugged on her socks, freeing her toes. Hermione complied and lifted her arms, and she felt him pull up her shirt. But it was quickly replaced with her nightgown.
Her eyes opened for a second as she searched for Draco. He was changing over by the dresser. His pale muscles shown out in the dark, "Thank you.. Are you okay?" Hermione had noticed this was something new. He never carried her to bed, she would just be left on the couch normally.
Draco walked over to his wife, and gently kissed her, "I'm fine.. Now let's go to sleep." Draco whispered against her lips as he climbed into bed next to Hermione. She snuggled up against him, while Draco rapped his arms protectively around her. A small smile played on his lips when he felt Hermione lace her fingers with his. Draco liked listening to their slow steady breathing fill the room. There's that word again. Their.
Sorry this wasn't a long chapter.. I didn't want to add anything else in it.. But anyways.. The next two chapters are some long ones! I have a lot to put in them! Draco getting the Dark Mark? And what about Ginny and Blaise? Will an old friend come back in Hermione's life? Or will he shun her forever.. Anddd do we have a lemon coming up in the next couple chapters… Let's just see how this plays out! Loveee yaa! REVIEW PLEASE!