Breaking away from the kiss, Hermione just had to speak the intense ache in her heart

"Thank you for saving me. Thank you for everything. If it was not for you I would have never survived the war, nor would Harry or Ron have. It hardly feels like enough but Thank you, I can not imagine how much you suffered for me"

The emotion coursing through his veins was overwhelming. Trying to change the subject. Barely navigating around the lump in his throat;

"So you owe me two answers you asked two questions"

"Fine… I suppose you're right"

"Why was your hair straight in all the photos of you and Ron in the papers?

With an almost defeated sign Hermione pushed some curls out of her face

"Ron hated my curls… every time we were supposed to appear out or we knew press would be around, he would charm my hair straight as soon as we left the house. It made him happy and I loved him so I didn't say anything. The Make up the Hair was all his doing. I never put two and two together until I left him. He was never affectionate unless we were out in public. He even cheated on me with a girl with perfect hair…."

Placing a large hand on each side of her face, he needed to insure she was listening

"NEVER straighten your hair for me. Your curls are wild and beautiful, just like you. You are never to be tamed; you've proven that time and time again.

The tears were freely trailing down her cheeks as a glowing warmed spread over her. She would never be the same now that her heart had fallen for Draco Malfoy.

Stealing a quick kiss she patently waited for his next question, her arms were still resting on his shoulders as she gently played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Hermione will you forgive me for the way I acted as a child? I know its no excuse but I regretted every day, it was beaten into me and I was not strong enough to stand up to my family"

Hearing the pain and regret laced through his words made Hermione's heart ache. The day she met Lucius she fully understood. Draco had looked so remorseful when his father would steer him away from any one that deemed unworthy. She never held it against him; she knew it was only to keep up appearances, and eventually to protect her.

"Draco I never held that against you… I know you didn't mean it, we were just kids we had no idea what was going to happen, I was just as much caught in petty arguments as you were, you were a Slytherin all day Ron and Harry would make comments about how untrustworthy and evil your house was."

Pulling her body tight against him she pressed her chest against him, she started to understand the deeper turmoil that plagued his conscious. He had been tortured and emotionally abused his whole life, only to continuously be punished for it. He was possibly the strongest wizard the world may ever see. He actively fights against the dark mark on his arm. That had to be a daunting feat. Draco took everything he was dealt in stride, He hardly said a word about it, the only visible sign of the traumatic stress were the nightmares, and the stone indifference that plagued his features.

"Draco how often do you have your nightmares?"

Running a hand through his hair he visibly tensed, the nightmares progressively got worse as time went on.

" Almost my whole life, my father was a very dark and cruel man, however they only got unmanageable after the war. That was one of the nicer advantages was it keep Pansy from trying to share a room with me, is she would complain my nightmares were a bother to her. My mother tried so many sleeping potions but none of them worked. Last night was the shortest nightmare I had in a long while…..

Love, its been a while maybe we should move this conversation somewhere else perhaps?"

Her eyes were pleading, she wasn't ready to end the moment

"Just a moment more please"

Draco settled back into the water Hermione rested her forehead on his shoulder and mumbled into his neck before the sobs wracked through her body

"What if she is there with him tomorrow? I just couldn't handle it. I know I was never pretty enough for him… but I don't think I can face him… he cheated on me so quickly and so easily and with her! He didn't even look upset in the photos… Why was I never enough? Why was I so naïve to think he loved me… the only affection I recieved off camera; was him belligerently stumbling in, normally grabbing me and demanding I have sex with him, when I refused he would disappear for a day or two. His family, they were so heart broken… Harry didn't even come home and see me, I know Ron is his best mate but he was like my brother. Ron abandoned us for a while after the war it wasn't long but when he came back I was just so glad to see him, all was forgiven… Molly was so mad about the scandal with that slag; she sent the howler to my flat, but she had to forgive him that was her son. She said Ill always be family but I feel like I wasted so much time on him"

Draco's temper raised with every confession. That twat shattered her esteem, manipulated her and used her for his own gain and then went and shagged Pansy is a cheap inn room like the tramp she is.

"Hermione we all have parts of our past we don't want to repeat. The world has forced us to face some horrific events, but we have survived. If I have to spend the rest of my life making you understand that Ron had it all wrong. You are the most incredible woman there is, you are beautiful inside and out. You have always given every part of yourself to help those around you. Plus there is something to be said for someone smarter then me"

Draco's smirk was back on his face when he heard the faint chuckle against his neck. He knew she always held his interest but he was starting to feel something much deeper. She was willingly exposing her fears and insecurities; she was placing so much trust in him.

Butterfly kisses started to pepper his neck before he felt her nip his pulse point. Gripping her hips a bit tighter he felt him self start to get aroused.

Whispering against his neck "Draco why are you being so good to me, you could have anyone you wanted"

"I never thought I would have this chance with you. I am not going to mess this up, I refuse to hurt you like Weasel did, I want to show you how a brilliant witch as yourself should be treated, and I won't stop until I see that heart break leave your eyes"

Sitting up she went to look at him with a grin ear to ear.

"When you smile you get these beautiful specks of green and gold in your eyes… you should smile more often, you're breathtaking when you smile"

She couldn't take it anymore, she wanted to show him what he did to her. She needed to let him know he was the only person so fully appreciate this side of her. In a whirlwind 48 hours, he had broken down her walls, he had loved her, and nourished her broken heart. This was more intense then any of the romance novels never described. She wanted to be closer to him. She needed to be closer to him.

Gripping the hair on the back of his head with both hands she bruised his lips with a passionate kiss and nipped at his lower lip. As his tongue swiped her lips begging she entrance, she took the opportunity to gentle suck the tip of his tongue. No one had ever done that before. He felt himself hardening beneath her. Her hands moved from behind his head to light drag her hails down his chest leaving a tingle in their wake.

"Hermione do you feel what you do to me? Do you feel how sexy you are? "

As her hand descended farther, he grasped her wrist, with a groan he moved her hand to sheath his arousal.

A low growl rumbled through his chest as her hand traced up and down his shaft.

Knowing his attention was focused on her hand she quickly lowered the level of the water before she adjusted her position. Surprised at her own grace and dominance she removed her hand. Before he could even finish his small groan of protest she had lowered herself and sheathed him in her warmth. Her head fell back with a moan as he stretched and filled her aching core.

Draco was in awe. She was slowly riding him. Draco allowed her to have all the control in this moment just resting his hands on her hips as support. Hermione was unaware how much she needed to feel in control. Draco was learning to read her body like a full tuned instrument. She had lost part of her independence during her relationship with the prat, it's time she gained it back.

As Hermione adjusted to his size she was able to move a little bit faster. Her arms rested on his shoulders for some leverage, she was able to lower herself with a bit more force.

Only a few moments had passed but her body was buzzing with passion. Now that she was on top he was filling her deeper and deeper and it was pushing her farther and farther toward an orgasm. Her breasts were in perfect view of Draco's face. Unable to resist his lips puckered around a pert nipple. Letting his teeth graze her nibble gently was all it took. Hermione's hands ran up the side of her neck and pulled her mane of curls, to help her slightly cool down. She was so close.

Draco was sure this was heaven or as close as it got to heaven. This amazing vixen was riding him as if her life depended on it. Her breasts were bouncing with every gyration of her hips. She felt amazing she was so tight, knowing he was still stretching her out made his dick twitch with excitement.

Between the heat of the bath water and the sheen of sweat that preceded their orgasms; Draco's head and fallen back and was resting on the edge of the tub as he let his thumb trail down to circle and rub her clit.

" Draco uhhh I'm so close uggg"

"Fuck Hermione you feel so good, you're so damn good at that"

As Draco's fingers started to apply more pressure on her clit she started to fall over the edge. By the way breathing started to become labored he knew she was almost there. She just needed a little push before she would cum all around him.

"UHHH Yes Hermione I can feel you getting close, keep riding my dick love, I want you to cum for me love"

As the final word fell from his lips he rolled one of her pert nipples between his fingers making her arch her back. Her orgasm was hitting in intensive waves as she came around him. The heat ripped through her body as she came down from the high, her whole body was exhausted and sated. Her head fell to Draco's chest she still felt so full she knew Draco hadn't cum yet and she would be damned if she didn't let him orgasm as well. There was this amazing power she felt for being able to bring him the pleasure. She tried to move however her legs felt like lead.

"Fuck Draco that was amazing, I can hardly move but I don't want to stop"

"You sure, I know you're exhausted"

Feeling the final shudder of her orgasm she let out a breathy moan

Sealing her lips to his she had an idea. Whispering against his lips

"Please don't stop Draco, your dick feels so good, I can feel every inch of you –moan- I want to feel you cum"

The words sent a shot of primal dominance to his core

Grabbing her hips he started quickly starting thrusting into her. Holding onto his quidditch broom had done wonders for his core and legs, he was able to thrust into her almost effortless as he sat perched on his lap. The room echoed with primal grunts every time their bodies connected. Every time Draco fully sheathed himself in her, she moans at his punishing speed, he was pounding on her spot and seeing the powerful lust in his eyes was quickly becoming her favorite color.

Draco's pace was speeding up relentlessly as he felt we walls start to clench around him again. It seemed his golden girl didn't mind some rough sex by the volume of her moans. Hermione felt she was going hoarse as a garbled

"OH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK" rang through the room as she came around him. As soon as her first wave shattered through her, Draco came between the constrictions of her walls with a final thrust.

The silence in the room was almost deafening except for the sound of their breathing returning to normal. Silver eyes met Caramel as they cooled down. Draco drained the tub and charmed them dry before they dared break their embrace.