A/n: I can't get over the fact that there are 102 follows to this story! Thank you so much! I'm honored and flattered and doing a happy dance! This chapter comes with a warning even though the rating is an M, I'm still giving you a heads up.

Warning: Lemons

Disclaimer: Me JKR... not today!

On the Friday night before the big Halloween party, Hermione was closing up the shop well after dark. Not to say that the neighborhood was bad, but one could never be too careful. Hermione was exhausted from the day of working out last minute details with Rachel and Sammy. She had just finished pulling the metal gate down, as she was setting the lock she heard a voice call out behind her.

"Though that was pretty funny Mi." The sickly sweet male voice said. "You and that fucking bitch Rachel breaking into my apartment to pull off some childish prank."

Hermione turned to face the man. "Michael." She said her voice a bit shaky.

He approached her backing her against the metal gate. He towered over her putting his right hand on the wall half way caging her in. "I want the pictures you took." He said, his breath hot against her face. She could feel the anger radiating off of him.

Hermione composed herself, she straightened her back and held her head high. "Why the bloody hell should I give them to you, you are so pathetic to cheat on Rachel like that. She loved you so much and you broke her heart like it was nothing. I'm not giving you damn thing."

The rage filled Michael at her calling him 'pathetic', he let out a low maniacal laugh. "I want the fucking pictures Hermione." He said as he slammed his other hand against the metal gate causing Hermione to yelp and jump in fear, she held her hands up to her mouth as he spat his words at her. "I want the fucking pictures bitch..." Michael's rant was cut short by a swooping shadow of black. Hermione shut her eyes then opened them slowly to see Michael on the floor cowering under a figure all in black with a long trench coat. She heard the sound of flesh being hit and the gasps and groans of pain. As her eyes finally focused there was a flash of white blonde hair as he drew back his arm to land another countless blow to the cowering form below. 'He even makes a fist fight look like an elegant dance.' She thought before catching herself.

As Draco withdrew his arm again, she called his name. "Draco... Draco stop." But he did not, he hit Michael twice more before Hermione was brave enough to approach the men. There was a look in Draco eyes, sinister and scary, he was not just defending Hermione from Michael, who was just there to scare her, no. Draco's onslaught was for all the times he didn't defend her. Couldn't defend her, the Manor, Ron, his own cruelty from their early years, all his pent up rage unfurled onto a now bloodied Michael.

"Draco stop." Hermione tried calling to him again. As he went to land another blow Hermione caught his arm. Shocked, Draco finally caught sight of her. His body relaxed at her touch as he let go of Michael who took the opportunity the crawl out of harm's way. Draco straighten himself up and dusted his coat. He looked down at Hermione, his eyes back to their beautiful Heather grey color, he was panting a bit to catch his breath. They stood facing each other for a moment before he spoke.

"Are you alright love. He didn't hurt you?" He asked in a serious but not cold tone.

"He just wanted to scare me...I... " She said gazing back at him. Looking at this beautiful man who came to her rescue. Not that she was defenseless but every now and then it is nice to be saved. She just stared at him in amazement, it made her chest hurt to know that he was protecting her from her friend's loser ex. This man, Draco Malfoy, protected her. They stood eyes locked for a moment longer when Draco diverted his eyes to see Michael struggling to stand. Draco passed Hermione, striding over to Michael, grabbing and pulling him up by the collar.

"You stay fucking far away from Hermione, and from Rachel for that matter or I'll give you more than a bloody nose mate. I'll make you regret your existence." Draco said through gritted teeth, slamming Michael in to the wall. Turing back to Hermione he offered her his hand and they walked away to her apartment together.

The walk to hers was silent, both were processing the events moments ago. Once inside her apartment they stripped off their coats, Draco taking off his suit jacket too. As Hermione finally went to speak, Draco placed his hands on either side of her face pulling her into a searing, passionate kiss. All she could do was give out a soft moan against his lips. He smoothed his hands down past her shoulders snaking his arms around her waist and pulling her even closer to him. She in turn wrapped her arms around his neck running her fingers through his hair. Their kiss intensified, as their tongues interlaced. Draco broke their kiss to plant kisses down Hermione's neck as he kissed his way up to her ear he whispered "I need you Hermione."

Not really waiting for an answer Draco scooped her up and lifted her to the bedroom. Still showering her with kisses he gently laid her down on the bed. Instinctively Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist. Feeling the growing bulge in his pants. He broke apart from her to take off his tie, then returned to kiss her as she started to unbutton his shirt. Bracing himself above her with one hand the other fumbling with the buttons on her shirt he managed to open her blouse to reveal her creamy soft skin clad in a white lace bra.

Hermione's nimble fingers worked to pull the shirttails out of Draco's waist band and unbutton the last few, flinging his shirt open to showcase his chiseled chest. Gliding her hands up his ripped abs, over his pecks, tucking her hands between his shirt and his shoulders she pushed the fabric off his body. He sat up a bit to fumble with the buttons on the cuffs of his sleeves then taking his shirt off, tossed it to the side. Hermione sat up as well removing her blouse. Draco heeled off his shoes as they made a 'thud' noise on the flood. He placed his hands on Hermione's ankles that were at the small of his back moving to pluck her shoes off.

He ran his hands up her legs to her hips then to her waist. Coaxing her to lay back on the bed he kissed her exposed flesh just above the waist band of her pants. Her back arched at the sensation of his warm breath on her skin. He continued his migration up her body, kissing her chest and neck. His hands running up her sides as his right hand cupped her right breast. Hermione let out a soft moan at his touch. He let his tongue trail up her neck to her ear nibbling on her earlobe as she let out a shuttered breath. The sensation increased Hermione's arousal as she moved her hips to grind against Draco. She smoothed her hands down his body making quick work to unbuckle his belt and unfasten his trousers. Removing his hand from her breast, he unhooked and unzipped her pants. Breaking away from her body he held on to the waist band on either side of her as she shimmied out of her pants and under garment just past the hip. In one fluid motion her slacks were off and on the floor as Draco stood dropping his trousers and boxers to the floor as well.

He studied her for just a moment as she caught sight of his impressive rock hard member. Their lust filled eyes locked as he climbed back on top of her, rolling her up over him, Draco unclasped her bra removing it and tossing it aside. As he did so his mouth claimed her right breast as his left hand cupped her left breast, plucking and pulling on her taught nipple. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and grated her nails through his hair. Letting out soft sounds of pleasure, her lips met Draco's ear as she whispered "I want you Draco." He released both breasts snaking his left hand around to the middle of her back he rolled her over again so that her body was under him.

Smoothing his hand from around the small of her back down her hips, he moved his hand between her legs. As his fingers glided up and down her slick, warm entrance, Hermione rolled her hips to meet his manipulations. Feeling her become wetter at his touch Draco slid his finger over her very sensitive button causing her to gasp and lustfully call his name. Draco moved his hand away from her to position himself at her entrance. As he lined himself up he whispered to her "Look at me baby." Hermione looked deep into his eyes as he guided himself within her supple folds, as he entered her she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Draco feeling her warmth surround him let out a low grunt as he filled her to the hilt. He slowly withdrew rolling his hips towards her again, repeating the action he began to pick up the pace. Hermione pulled his face towards hers to kiss him passionately.

Hermione grinded her hips into him as he stopped his rhythm to adjust, he let out a "fuck, yes baby" as she continued to buck her hips under him and run her nails down his back. She picked up the tempo of her movements as she felt him deep in her, hitting that illusive spot, the sensations making her moan louder and her legs start to shake. She was at almost to her climax when Draco started to move his hips to meet hers. Letting out a few low grunts of pleasure. Hermione grabbed his hips as she reached the pinnacle of her orgasm she moaned out "Godric yes, yes baby, yes!" As she hit her climax Draco soon followed "Mi... fuck, I'm gonna... 'grunt'... damn baby... damn." Was all he could somewhat coherently say. Out of breath, covered in a sheen of sweat Draco pulled himself out of Hermione and rolled onto his back. Taking a minute to catch themselves as the basked in the afterglow.

"Mi... I'm sor..." He started to say as three of her fingers met his lips to silence him.

"Shhh... don't spoil the moment." She said. Taking a beat to recover she turned to the side to face Draco propping herself up with one arm she had a look of pure satisfaction. Draco was lying on his back with his eyes closed, his head was swirling with thoughts. He was not sure what his reaction should be, was she upset at him, maybe it was too soon for this step. He loved her but did she love him, he knows there is an attraction. He just felt a mixture of emotions, feeling Hermione's fingers trailing across his chest he opened his eyes turning to face her, he reached for her hand to kiss her fingers.

She looked at him and smiled moving her hand out of his grip to stroke his cheek she spoke. "That was amazing, I thought Pansy was full of shit when she spread the rumor that you were a 'Sex God'." She chuckled.

Draco's face was flush, he hung his head, then picking it back up met her with a gorgeous smile. "Want to know a secret... It wasn't even me she had sex with when she spread that rumor... it was Blaise." He laughed. Hermione looked at him with a shocked expression. He continued. "You thought you and your lot had brewing Poly Juice cornered. My Godfather was a potions master and we had more sanitary conditions." He ended with a smirk and a wink.

It was now Hermione's turn to blush. Then with a twinkle of wickedness in her eyes she said. "So Blaise is the 'Sex God', for years I thought it was you...that's disappointing." She gave him a smirk back.

"I beg your pardon my dear but you just said a minute ago, and I quote 'that was amazing'. He said amused.

"Well now that I've found out that you're not the 'Slytherin Sex God', I could have been wrong." She laughed as Draco's eyes widened at what sounded to be a challenge.

"I may not be the 'Slytherin Sex God' but after tonight I'll be your 'Sex God'. He told her as he reached for her and rolled her body on top of his. She squealed and giggled as he started to kiss her neck. Suddenly, he stopped staring into her eyes he said.

"Hermione, I have to confess something else... 'he swallowed hard and continued'... I came here for you. When you asked how did I know you were here. I lied, I went to Potter and he told me where to find you. I came here to find you." He said, the words just hung there between them. Draco was about to brace himself for a full on Granger rant but instead Hermione looked at him intensely weighting the words in her head, her eyes flickered between looking at his eyes and his lips. She pulled his face closer to hers and crashed their lips together. They made love two more times before the sun rose.

Draco stood there in his freshly pressed suit trying to contain the annoyance he felt at that moment dealing with some Ministry intern who really was as useless as a quill with no ink. "I'm sorry Mr. Malfoy, I cannot give out any information on employees past or present." Said the intern receptionist.

"What did you say your name was?" Draco struggled to control his tone of annoyance at the young lady.

"Angelica, sir." She answered.

"Right Angelica, do you have any idea who I am?" He said, the statement sounding too much like Lucius for his liking.

The young lady replied "Yes, sir I am aware of who you are."

"Good, look Angelica, it is imperative I speak to Ms. Granger, can you tell me anything as to how I can find her?" He asked.

She took a breath. "Sir, I cannot give you the information but perhaps her friend Harry can."

"You mean Potter?"Draco questioned, with a deep sigh he continued. "Which way to his office?"

"Up the stairs and to the left." Said the girl flicking her hand in the direction.

"Thanks!" He replied curtly.

Following the directions the receptionist gave him. Draco wraps on the door to Harry's office.

"Potter." Draco said as Harry opened the door.

"Malfoy, what can I do for you?" Harry said motioning for Draco to enter.

"I'll cut to the chase, I'm looking for Granger." Draco said dryly.

Taken aback, Harry asks in a quizzical tone. "What do you want with Hermione?"

"That part is none of your concern, I need to see her, I can't seem to locate her. I've tried under both Granger and Weasley. There was no forwarding address under Granger and there is no Hermione Weasley. Where can I find her?" Draco once again tried to keep his annoyance under control.

"Hermione will always be my concern. If you intend on..." Harry said cut off.

"Oh come off it Potter, it may have escaped your notice, but her and I became quite close after the war. I'm back in London and I'd like the opportunity to speak with her. I assure you my intentions are on the up and up." The blonde said.

"I did notice, but she has been through so much I just want to spare her any further heartache." Harry rebuffed.

Draco trying to take another approach to gain the information he seeks, asks. "Potter I implore, where is she?"

"Malfoy.." Harry began to speak when Draco cut him off. "Potter my patience is wearing thin." Holding the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed.

Trying to stall on divulging the information Harry said. "Maybe I should let her know you are looking for her..."

"Damn it Harry, do you know or not, you're wasting my time with this. The war is over, I'm not going to hurt her in any way, I just need to see her." Draco said almost pleading.

"If you would just tell me what it is..." Harry said trying to reason with Draco.

"For fucks sake Potter, I love her!" Draco said thoroughly annoyed by the whole interaction.

Harry closed his eyes, as he slowly opened them he spoke. "What did you say.."

"I love her, I love Hermione. I need to find her to tell her, can you help me or not." Draco said plainly.

"New York" Harry replied.

"She moved State side... what kind of head fuck did you gits put her through... " Draco questioned.

Harry sighed and said. "Look Draco, she's been through a lot, we all have but... I feel Hermione has been affected more than she lets on."

"I understand... Harry. I have no intentions of hurting her. I just want to see her, maybe there is a chance we could both be... happy." Draco reassured him and with that Draco left the Ministry.

Back at the Malfoy Chateau in Paris, Draco was packing his bags to leave as his Mother stood out of the way of her son who was in a fit of determination to head to New York and proclaim his love for Hermione.

"Are you absolutely sure about this Draco." Narcissa asked with concern in her voice.

"I am mother, it took me years to come to this point. We have both been through so much. I feel this is my opportunity to find happiness." Draco said with a smile.

Her son was a man on a mission, a man in love, a man who was determined to carve out a little bit of peace in this universe for himself. Narcissa gave him a proud smile.

"If that is what you wish, then go get her." She said hugging her son. "Draco, I'm so very proud of you."

"Thank you Mother, I love you! I'll see you for New Year's." He said in a reassuring tone. She squeezed him a bit harder.

"Good luck Draco."

A/n: So concludes chapter 10. I can't thank you all enough for the support for this story. I say it every chapter but it really does mean the world to me that you enjoy this story. I have also created a Pinterest board for this story. I will add the link to my profile so you can see some of the clothes and food mentioned in this story. -DAS