I apologize in advance for certain parts of this chapter I know die hard Hermione/Narcissa fans are not going to be happy but fear not I promise things are going to get better and Ron will have a slightly different approach to the situation when he learns about Draco. DT xx


Hermione's ears were ringing. "What?" She breathed barely audible, Frappy stared up at her with big eyes

"Mistress Black has fallen in love with Miss Granger" she repeated.

"And she told you this Frappy she actually said she was in love with me?" Hermione was beginning to shake, slight panic she wasn't sure why had set in causing her tummy to contact.

"Yes Miss, Mistress nodded when Frappy asked her if she was in love with you"

"Wait you asked her?" The elf nodded "But why Frappy" a frown creased the creatures features

"Because Frappy could see it and Mistress was unhappy and Frappy knew that if Mistress knew that Frappy knew she was in love with Miss Granger then she could be happy again especially if Miss Granger was to know too." Hermione clasped her hands together

"Oh no this is not good, not good at all. So Narcissa doesn't know that I know how she feels towards me?" Her brain was becoming numb with all this information, again the little elf nodded "Good, right Frappy you need to listen to me and I know it goes against all you stand for but you must not under any circumstances tell Narcissa that I am aware of how she feels because if you do it could get back to Draco and we don't want to hurt him do we?" Frappy looked appalled shaking her head vigorously she squeaked

"Oh no Master Draco has been hurt enough Frappy would never hurt anyone of the Black family". Hermione smiled shakily

"Good now please go to Narcissa and tell her that I am terribly sorry for upsetting her but I was concerned and my prying wont happened again". There was a moment as Frappy stared up at her when she genuinely thought the little elf would not do as she asked but with a final nod and a quick click she vanished leaving Hermione alone in the corridor wondering how she would ever be able to face Narcissa in the morning.

The Burrows' kitchen was quiet. The large family clock that hung on the wall ticked contentedly to itself most of its hands pointed to home the others doted around its face. A single red head sat on sofa in front of the dead fire thinking hard; not one of his strongest points. A crumpled letter lay beside him a few lines scribbled in haste. He wasn't angry or sad just disappointed, if he was honest he'd been expecting this letter for a few weeks now, ever since Christmas actually. If he was even more honest with himself he didn't really mind too much, he loved Hermione dearly but the other week someone new had walked onto the scene and taken him completely by surprise. Jessica O'Toole was everything Hermione wasn't sporty, artistic, loud, brash and the biggy nowhere near as intelligent; a breath of fresh air to him. Sadly though when he thought about the know-it-all his heart ached, she'd become his comfort blanket over the years and Jess well she scared and intrigued him. Picking up the letter he read it for the umpteenth time smiling at her honesty, delicacy and straight forwardness…

Dear Ron.

This is hard to say but as we both have come to realize over the past few years nothing lasts forever, and it's better to admit defeat than try and keep something alive that has already died. I love you and I know you love me but we aren't children anymore, this safe relationship we've had has made me so happy but it's time for us to go our separate ways. I hope you understand, there was never anyone else whilst we were together no secrets and no lies I have just out grown that blissful safe relationship. We'll always be friends, never doubt that. I'll see you soon probably in the next holidays. All my love Hermione xxx

Folding the piece of paper up he slipped it inside the pocket of his too short pj bottoms, stretched and made his way back to bed. Tomorrow was going to be difficult but hopefully not unbearable.

The rain hadn't let up. Draco was sitting propped up in bed reading the latest edition of 'The Quibbler.' Since Luna had taken it over from her father the articles had become slightly more normal so to speak, well as normal as you can get from 'The Quibbler'. Sighing he dropped the magazine onto the floor, fluffed his pillow and snuggled down next rather ridged form of Hermione. She hadn't spoken a word to him since they'd both got into bed even after a few failed attempts at conversation. Gently snaking an arm around her waist he linked fingers and slowly kissed her shoulders. She giggled nudging him "Draco stop it" smirking against her skin he asked seductively

"Why? Don't you like it?" Hermione shuddered slightly not from disgust at the way he was purring in her ear but more from nervousness. I haven't done this before, for once I don't know what to do she thought desperately as Draco caressed her thigh slowly moving his fingers to the hem of her top.

"Draco" she crocked "I've never-" she stopped unsure as to whether she wanted to admit to her inexperience. Feeling her hesitancy he gently pulled at her frame so she could face him.

"It's okay Mione, you don't need to be worried." His eyes shone in the gloom, the serenity reflected in them put her mind at rest partially.

"I just thought you should know, don't expect anything too fantastic I'm not exactly the most clued in person in this-" she gestured to their bodies "area, please just be careful". He lent in brushing his lips lovingly against hers

"Stop using that brainbox of yours Granger you're not meant to think you're meant to feel" she giggled shyly "good now relax and just go with what your body says". Shifting slowly under the covers Draco maneuvered his pelvis so it was in line with hers, pulling her into a loose embrace he kissed her letting his body press against hers.

Hermione although a virgin was not unaware of how a man worked. She'd dated Viktor during her fourth year casually and although he had been charming she'd also come to realize he was exceptionally sexually driven. It had got to the point where she'd dreaded sitting in the library with him because of the constant tightness of his trousers and lustful gazes. Ron had been similar but easier to calm down, yes he had got himself aroused on numerous occasions (mostly she had to admit because she'd got changed or been in a towel around him) but on the few times they'd slept in the same bed just snuggling up to him had caused him to rise. Each time he'd instigated sex she'd refused (politely) and explained she wasn't ready, she wanted it to be special and not in his parents' house next door to his sister. Of course at the mention of Ginny or his parents Ron had gone limp and lifeless, much more to Hermione's liking. Truth be told, it wasn't just those reasons but more to the fact she didn't know if she'd wanted to lose it to Ron in the first place. Draco was a much better option.

A surprised noise made Draco stop his advances and look down, "What's wrong?" he whispered, blushing Hermione flicked her eyes down

"I just didn't realize you were already…yano…" Draco snorted softly

"Well I have been wanting this for quite a while and it took a lot for me to not be excited the moment you got into bed"

"Oh…" unsure of what else to say she resorted to kissing again occasionally running her hands up and down his neck and back. She flinched slightly as his fingers glided over her tummy pulling her top up to reveal her skin. Leaving her lips Draco made quick work of kissing every inch of her exposed body before quickly lifting her top up over her breasts and latching on to one of her hardened nipples. A memory of someone else in the same position flashed through her mind, blonde locks practically identical in colour touching her skin. Gritting her teeth she tried to rid the memory of Narcissa from her mind, in an exasperated effort of stopping herself from remembering she pushed Draco off her pulled at his flag mast trousers and uncovered his manliness. She paused, taking in the different shape and size. Draco eyed her lustfully. Although not especially well girthed he was long and his head was large and slightly purple from strain. "I…" again she trailed off unsure of how to continue, realizing she needed some guidance Draco pulled her forward.

"It's okay, just go slowly" he muttered kissing her lips again, "sit on top and I'll put it in" she nodded doing as he said.

Draco's mind was going a hundred miles an hour, it was taking all his might not to release every last part of him all over her. Control yourself you moron, don't waste this moment by going too fast, savior it, savior her. Feeling her weight on top of his hips he looked up smiling reassuringly. Don't look down if you look at her naked you'll go just keep looking up. It felt as though his penis was about to burst, he could feel his tip resting against her ass, slowly she shifted herself up a little. Taking hold of his hot sticky member he felt around for her opening. The moment he touched her, felt the dampness of her Draco knew there was not a hope in hell of him lasting longer than a few moments. Seizing his chance he pushed steadily letting her fit around him. Hermione tensed unsure whether she liked this new feeling or not, true it wasn't painful like she'd heard the other girls in the common room say, but at the same time it wasn't all together pleasant. Reaching behind Draco took hold of her hips stilled her movements and began thrusting up reveling in her tightness encasing him. Merlin she feels amazing he thought to himself holding on for as long as possible to his juices. Relaxing into his motion Hermione lent forward and moved slightly in time, although still not mind blowing as she knew a lot of girls her age found It, it was beginning to make her to want to be more vocal. Draco she could see was enjoying himself immensely, his refined face had become sweaty and contorted with lust, his breath coming in labored pants whilst every now a then a groan would escape as she slid down him. It was she decided quite a turn on to know she was causing him this pleasure, a particularly hard thrust made her moan loudly dinging her nails deep into his bare chest. "Shit, shit, shit" Draco muttered through gritted teeth, pushing hard into her again, once more she moaned beginning to enjoy the hot rubbing sensation of his shaft against her clit as he stretched her. Unable to hold on any more Draco thrust up hard and released swearing for all he was worth as his ejaculation poured into her. Feeling the sudden spurt of fluid inside her Hermione smirked grinding her pelvis hard and moaning in appreciation. She didn't go, but was happy enough to take pleasure in his pleasure, Draco had been the perfect person to share this with.

Outside in the cool corridor a figure stood ridged, rooted to the floor hand in mind air half way to the door handle. A dark red embarrassed flush coloured the woman's cheeks at the sounds of sex coming from the room just a few feet away. Bile gurgled in the pit of her gut the foul taste rising in her throat at the thought of the act just performed. Heat prickled down her spine followed quickly by cold sweat at an imaginary image of the two figures passionately entwined, going for it for all they were worth. Shaking her head sharply Narcissa fumbled with her door, willing the bile to stay inside her until she was in privet. Falling into her room she slammed the door and raced to her en suit, ripping off her robe as she went not wanting to leave any evidence of her sickness. She felt her body ach as she retched, gripping her hair behind her head she closed her eyes against the beads of sweat pouring down her temples mingling with tears of disgust. Slamming her palm against the porcelain bowl she moaned in anger at her weakness, again and again and again she hit the bowl wanting nothing but to stop the emptying of her stomach. The swirling of disgust and burning of hurt that mixed inside her.

It didn't take long for Narcissa to calm down; years of practice. But even still her emotions raged inside, large all-consuming emotions that made her shake as she sat on her window seat staring out at the soaking landscape. It seemed the storm had rained itself out. She'd called Frappy not long after being sick unsure of what to do, the little elf had done all she could to settle her stomach and in all honesty it had helped; the nettle and peppermint tea. Now though all she wanted was peace, peace and sleep. Everything hurt, her head, throat, body, eyes; her heart. But no amount of nettle and peppermint tea was going to fix that, and she knew that, Narcissa knew deep down she was going to be aching for a very long, long time. As long as Hermione Granger was living and breathing, Narcissa Black's heart was going to ache.


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