AN-Hope you guys enjoyed the preview. I'm sorry, but I'm a tease, I had to do it. Anyway, finished the chapter. I can see the finish line for the end of this story, I'm coming down to the final hurdles. Countdown to graduation: forty-five more school days!

Disclaimer-Don't own. Don't sue.

Chapter 9

Months passed and soon it was time for N.E.W.T exams. Hermione had told Draco she needed to focus on studying, she hadn't seem him close to three weeks, save for classes and meal times. She missed him so much and wondered if he missed her too. Sure, they've been official for months, but he's never said he loved her. Of course, she didn't expect him to, she had no idea what she'd say back.

Hermione sighed as she walked back to Gryffindor Tower after a long night of studying. She hoped all the hours of pouring over books and notes would pay off. It would be worth it. Seven year had been so stressfull, but next week, after exams, it would all be over. The end of school, the end of life as she knew it and the start of something unknown. It sounded so cliché, she realized, but it was true. Hermione didn't know what was going to happen when her friends and herself stepped off the train for the last time.

"Hey there, Granger." She heard a low voice drawl, dragging her out of her thoughts. Hermione smiled and turned to face the owner of the voice. Draco stepped out of the shadows and walked up to her, wrapping his arms around her tightly. "I've missed you, Hermione."

"I've missed you, too." She replied, relishing the feeling of being in his arms for the first time in weeks. She buried her head in his chest, welcoming its warmth. Draco backed her against the wall and pressed her against it.

"It's been too long. You should take a break from studying. Don't want to fry that brain of yours, do you?" He asked huskily, nipping at her ear. 'A study break? How could he suggest that?' His lips traveled farther down and his hands followed a downward path as well. On second thought, a study break was starting like a good idea now. "It's been even longer since we've been in an empty classroom. What do you think? One more time, for old time sakes?"

As he said this, Draco trailed his hands lightly up and down her torso. Hermione tried to focus on of a reason why they shouldn't dash to the empty room a few feet next to them, but as Draco's hands trekked farther, all capable thoughts flew out the window.

"I have a better idea," Hermione said. She grabbed his hand and started walking in the direction of the prefects bathroom. As soon as they got there, Hermione cast a series of locking and silencing charms, before starting one of the showers and pulling both of them fully clothed under the hot, cascading water.

This time, it was Draco pushed against the wall, Hermione hungrily attacking his mouth and jaw. Suddenly, the three weeks apart felt like an eternity. She melded her body, her need growing more acute. Hermione started hastily ripping off his clothes, only to be stopped by Draco grabbing her wrist.

"Impatient, are we, love?" Draco said with a slight chuckle. Hermione didn't answer and wrenched her hand out of his grasp, returning to unbuttoning his pants. She let out a cry of accomplishment when she finally got the blasted things unbuttoned and pushed them down, before starting on her own clothes. Draco laughed, watching her struggle to rid herself of her soaking wet clothes. Hermione smirked at him wickedly and pushed him to the wall, lowering herself onto her knees. She had tried to do this a few times before, but Draco always stopped her before she could get anywhere.

"Hermione, you know my feelings on blowjobs." Draco said impatiently. It's not that they didn't feel good. But he just didn't want Hermione giving them, it was demeaning. Something only suitable for prostitutes.

"But I want to." Hermione said, wrapping her hand around his erection and bringing her lips to the tip, gazing up at him as she did so, not giving him a chance to protest further. She ran her tongue over the tip gently before taking as much of him into her mouth as could. Draco grunted, trying not to thrust into her mouth, this felt almost as good as being inside her. Almost, but nearly as heavenly. He gripped the wall, letting her set the pace. Hermione ran her tongue along the bottom of his dick before taking it in her mouth again.

Hermione took her left hand and cupped his balls, alternating between gently massaging them with her fingertips and giving the tender squeezes. Draco's eyes rolled to the back of his head and he nearly came right then. He was having a hard time recalling why he didn't want Hermione to give him head. She was magnificent at it. But the thing that did him in was when Hermione fit as much of him as she could in her mouth and gave a soft moan, the vibrations traveling through him. His body went rigid as his orgasm raced through him.

After he recovered, Draco laid Hermione down on the floor, the water from the shower beating against his back. He gave her a heard kiss, surprisingly enjoying the taste of his cum on her lips. Trailing his lips down her neck and onto her stomach, pausing to give attention to her breasts. Draco lightly licking her folds and tracing his finger teasingly around her entrance. Hermione whimpered for him to stop teasing her.

Deciding to give her what she wanted, Draco moved up her body, kissing her deeply as he drove into her welcoming heat. Stilling, both sighed in contentment. Three weeks had definitely been to long. Hermione wiggled under him, signaling him to start moving. He set a fast pace that soon had Hermione struggling to meet his frantic thrusts. The rubber band of tension that had built in the pit of her stomach snapped, and Hermione gasped, arching her body against his.

"I love you," he whispered in her ear as his own orgasm shook his body. Hermione ran a hand through his damp hair while the last spasms racked through him.

"I love you to," she replied, as his arms gave out on him and he collapsed on top of her, both gasping for breath. Hermione fumbled for her wand, which was laying a few inches way from them, looking helpless in a pool of water, and turned off the shower.

"Will you be mine forever?" Draco asked, burying his head against her neck and closed his eyes. Hermione looked down at him, wondering if what she was hearing was a trick of the mind.

"Forever and ever. As long as you want me." Hermione said after a moment of silence. Draco groped around for his discarded pants that lay in a sopping heap for something before taking her left hand and slipping something cold on it.

"Prove it."

AN-This chapter was really hard to write for some reason. I have no idea why. Hope you enjoyed it and always drop a review in my mailbox.