The Abduction of Draco Malfoy
A/N- Once again, this story isn't mine. If you know the original author to this story, please get her to email me.
Chapter 14: Sincerity
Draco glances at Hermione over his shoulder as he continues to lead the way to the dungeon wondering why his life has become a bloody living hell. The Slytherin combs his blond hair with his fingers and gives a sigh. He glances at Hermione again and she gives him a questioning look. His life was perfect back at Hogwarts. The Slytherin's revered him and the girls shagged him.
His life was everything he wanted it to be, but now he does not know what to think.
He believes that he loves Granger, but he is not sure if he is confusing love for lust. His gray eyes glance over his shoulder again to meet caramel brown.
She said that she loves him, but does she really? Perhaps, she is the one confusing love for lust or worse she loves the idea of saving him, or maybe a little of both. Hermione gives him an annoyed look.
"Believe it or not, but I do know how to walk down a hall without your
Supervision." spat Hermione.
She is gradually beginning to feel like her old self. Her eyes glance at Draco's tight butt and a grin forms on her face. The Gryffindor is angry with herself for refuting Draco's advances, but he is going to learn that he does not always get what he wants especially when it comes to her. She did not snap at him because she feels he is checking up on her, but because when he peers over his shoulder it is as if he is asking, "Do you want to jump me?"
Hermione definitely wants to answer with a ˜yes' and ride him hard.
She can even feel her knickers getting wet. However, she is still angry with him, but his sexy glances are making it hard for her to stay angry. She is amazed at her will power because she recalls before having the twins she would have already jumped him. Draco stops walking and faces Hermione.
"I never said you couldn't." Draco grins when he sees the old fire in her eyes resurface.
"Like I'd care if you did."
"Obviously you would since you're getting your knickers all in a twist if you
want I can help you remove them," says Draco with a smile while wagging his
eyebrows suggestively.
"Damn that bloody Slytherin smile of his," curses Hermione as her pulse quickens.
Draco takes a few steps closer to her. Draco's smile broadens when they are inches apart. He knows that she is still angry with him, but his goal is to get on her good side without having to apologize.
He seductively licks his lips and resists a smirk when he sees her eyes widen with desire. He is happy to see the Granger he loves to hate back and is impressed with her will power. The Slytherin knows that he is a good shag and from the look in Hermione's eyes she knows it as well.
Draco leans in and Hermione tilts her head willing to let him kiss her and nothing more. Once his hands begin to wonder, which will be right away,
she will push him away begging for more. However, Hermione frowns when Draco avoids her lips all together and kisses the forehead of his baby girl.
Hermione scowls at the Slytherin as he straightens himself out. Draco loves games and he always aims to win - so far, he has the winning points. His hand reaches into the sling and caresses Alyssa's cheek and a big grin covers his face when he feels the smoothness of her skin.
Hermione's scowl fades when her heart begins to float. She loves the sight of men with children and Draco showing such tenderness to their own child makes her very happy. She had feared that he would have been indifferent or not even care about them, but she has been proven wrong. Now she will have to have him assure her that the twins will never know the Dark Arts then things will be all right.
They catch eyes, but are distracted when they hear footsteps echoing in the
hall around the corner. Draco and Hermione quickly move into the shadows and
watch as Keely and Alana walk by them.
"So what do you want to do once we find out the progress of the pure-blood?" asks Keely.
"If all goes well - shag him," answers Alana.
Hermione looks up to Draco and sees a deadly glare aimed toward the two girls on his face. Keely licks her lips as she thinks about Draco.
"I have to admit he is rather enticing," replies Keely.
"I wouldn't mind shagging him again." The girls continue walking and Draco goes to follow them.
"Where do you think you're going?" whispers Hermione.
"I'm going to bloody fucking kill them." Hermione grabs him by the arm before
he is able to get far.
"No you're not," says Hermione matter-of-factly.
"The hell I'm not." Draco snapped at her.
"First of all, you're not doing any of the sorts while you have Leo with you." Hermione reasoned with him.
"Who the bloody hell is Leo?" Draco questioned.
"The baby," says Hermione motioning toward Damen-err-Scorpio-err-Leo.
She really does not mean it, but she figures that if Draco is going to be a
pain in the ass by acting as a dictator toward her, she will give him her equal share.
"My son's name is Scorpio, what's this Leo?" Draco uttered.
"Well, I've been thinking of a different name for him. I like Leo, this way he is named after a constellation." says Hermione when she is cut off by Draco.
"There is no way I'm naming my son a symbolic name to Gryffindor House.
I'll sooner name him `thing' before I do that. We'll talk about this later, Hermione, I have places to destroy and people to kill." says Draco glancing in the direction Keely and Alana where heading.
"You can kill them later." replies Hermione. Draco looks at her hopeful.
"Really?" Hermione shakes her head in agreement.
"Yes, Draco, they almost murdered Liam and I," says Hermione as Draco shakes
his head at yet another name. "But in the meantime, I can't rescue Harry and Ron on my own. I need your help." Draco grimaces.
"Fine which way do you want to go?" asks Draco disappointed as Hermione leads
him to the end of the hall that has a right and a left turn.
"I really think we should find Ron first," says Hermione with a grim look.
"He likes-err-bondage and he might become too attached to the girls."
Hermione glances left to where the two girls came from and then to the right.
"Which way do you think we should go?" Draco inwardly cringes when he recalls
that Hermione, Harry, and Ron were all in the cell when he was being raped.
"Bloody Weasel was probably jerking himself off at the sight," thinks Draco
with a shudder.
He never thought he would find something scary, but the thought of Ron jerking off while watching him being raped is what nightmares are made of. Draco, with that thought, looks to the right knowing Ron is in that direction.
He learned that fact when he was searching for Hermione earlier. The Slytherin knows that the girls see him as property and will be punishing
Harry and Ron for `stealing' him.
"How the bloody hell should I know? Do I look like a bloody Seer? I say we go left." Hermione shakes her head in agreement and they hang a left turn.
Draco inwardly smiles knowing that Ron will be getting his punishment a bit longer. The Slytherin hopes the girls will make it worth his while.
"Draco."
"What?"
"I've been meaning to ask you how you have been able to do dark magic here?" asks Hermione. She has been curious and has forgotten to ask him before.
"What does it matter?"
"I just want to know."
"I can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to tell you. I want to keep at least a few secrets.
You won't let me shag you. You won't let me name my son Scorpio and you keep
coming up with ridiculous names in replacement of my choice. None-the-less, I like knowing something you don't and that part is just killing you," says Draco giving Hermione a sideways glance. "So pick one or all of them."
"You're a selfish bloody bastard," replies Hermione.
"Tell me something I already don't know."
"All right, I will, I refuse to let our children learn the Dark Arts." Hermione observes Draco's reaction that was the shaking of his head.
"I couldn't teach them the Dark Arts even though I want to," replies Draco
shocking Hermione. She thought for sure she would have goaded Draco into
another argument.
"What do mean?" asks Hermione with her curiosity peaking.
"Bloody hell, you're just determined aren't you to know about the Dark Arts?"
"I am." Draco heard her answer and stops walking and faces her.
"Fine, I'll tell you. This doesn't go beyond us, Granger. Consider this as a test for me to see whether you can keep a secret," Hermione shakes her head in agreement. "The Wizarding world believes that fire, water, air, earth, and wind are the only elements that control magic."
"They are," says Hermione agreeing with the statement.
"Pure-blood is a sixth element. This is why I'm able to use dark magic because the dark magic feeds off the purity of my blood. I can't teach the twins the Dark Arts because they're half-blood. That's why it has always been important to Slytherins to always remain pure-blooded." Draco stated to her as his eyes looked into hers. Hermione stares at Draco as the reality of what he told her sinks in.
"Does this mean that Ron can do dark magic as well," questions Hermione.
Draco scowls at her question and begins walking again.
They are getting closer to Potter and he knows that finding Potter will
distract her from asking more questions.
"Dark magic feeds off of thoughts and pure-blood, Granger, so I'd be surprised if Weasel managed to do dark magic seeing that he has no thoughts," Hermione glares at Draco and he smirks in return. "The trick to Dark Arts is that you need sinister thoughts like revenge, torture, and murder. I can do dark magic because the only thing that I'm currently thinking about is revenge. I honestly don't see Weasel being able to pull that off he's too much of a Gryffindor."
Hermione is about to respond to the insult when she hears someone groaning in
pain further down the hall. She begins to walk again with a quickened pace.
Draco just strolls along letting Hermione get ahead of him. He is not anxious to see Potter. In fact, Draco was hoping that he was dead. The Slytherin finally reaches the cell and finds Hermione trying to force the door open.
She glances at Draco.
"What?" asks the Slytherin as he peers through the cell's bars and inwardly
smiles when seeing the welts on Potters back.
"Open the door." Hermione ordered at Draco. Draco raised his eye brow at her.
"Does it look like I have the bloody key?" Draco sneered back at her.
"Do your dark magic." Hermione sighed out, just wanting her friends. Draco grins at Hermione.
Never in all the years has he known her did he dream she would tell him that he can kill and do dark magic within minutes of each other. Perhaps, he has become a bad influence on the Gryffindor.
"Does my little Mudblood like it when I do dark magic," sing songs Draco
fighting the urge to shove Hermione against the bars and shag her senseless.
He furrows his eyebrows contemplating how he can manage that without her objecting and trying to unhook the twins at the same time.
"Don't be an ass," says Hermione narked. "Just get me to Harry." Her caramel eyes peer into Harry's cell and Draco can see the concern that she feels for her friend.
"If I'm an ass that's only because I've been around you for too long you must
have rubbed off on me." Hermione responds by glaring at Draco.
The Slytherin can tell that if he keeps this up she may not even let him touch her at all besides he is supposed to be getting on her good side.
"Hermione," groans Harry.
Hermione looks back to Harry and then looks back at Draco to urge him on.
Draco grimaces as he pulls out the scalpel he took from the infirmary and cuts his palm.
Hermione watches as Draco traces his palm along the cells door. He kneels down in front of the door and begins to chant a few words under his breath.
She can tell that it is a different spell because the words he used were different. However, the smoke rises from the pure-blood and the door opens with a wave of his hand. Hermione rushes to Harry's side.
"Oh, Harry, what have they done to you," asks Hermione as she reaches for one of his hands. Her eyes observe the welts and bloodied back.
"Draco, hurry and unchain his wrists." Draco approaches the pair and unhooks
Harry through dark magic as well. The Slytherin does not like the fact that
Harry is in the nude. Hermione appears not to have noticed because she is too
busy caring for her friend. She slowly helps Harry walk over to his cot and
helps him sit down. Draco glances around the cell and does not find Harry's clothes.
Hermione goes through the bag she prepared and pulls out a vial of healing potion. She feeds it to Harry and he sighs as the welts disappear. Harry immediately covers himself up with a blanket when he realizes he is still naked.
Hermione averts her eyes when she realizes his predicament. Harry is grateful to Hermione for averting her eyes, but at the same time, he is a little insulted since Hermione could not take her eyes off Draco when she saw him naked. In fact, she said he was perfect. Harry begins to wonder if Ginny is a little too easy to satisfy and perhaps he is lacking something.
"What happened to your clothes?" asks Hermione.
"They burned them." Harry answered.
"Well, that's just perfect," says Draco not wanting to spend the rest of the
journey looking at a naked Potter.
"Use your dark magic and conjure him clothes," instructs Hermione.
"Use your dark magic and conjure him clothes," mimics Draco. "That's not how dark magic works. If our wands were working I'd have no problems conjuring clothes, but as I told you dark magic is not used for those things."
"So you're telling me that you can't conjure clothes for Harry."
"No, Hermione, I just said all of that just to amuse you."
Harry's emerald eyes glance to Draco and then to Hermione. He furrows trying to figure out what seems different. He glances back at Draco then returns to Hermione. Harry leans closer to Hermione and peeks into her sling.
"What the bloody hell?" Harry looks up to Hermione who is smiling, "Hermione,
what's going on?"
"Harry," says Hermione removing Alysa from the sling and then cradling Alysa in her arms. "This is Alysa my daughter."
"Our daughter." corrects Draco. Harry, confused, stares at Alysa and then glances at the sling Draco has.
"And what's in that?" asks Harry motioning towards Draco's sling.
"That's our son Godric." answers Hermione.
Hermione looks at Draco and sees him scowling from the introduction. She assumes that there would be steam coming out of Draco's ears if it were
humanly possible.
"His name isn't Godric." says Draco through clenched teeth.
"Do you want to go to Uncle Harry?" baby talks Hermione to Alysa.
Draco, in disbelief, shakes his head.
"There is no way he or Weasel will be Uncles to my children." Hermione hands
Alysa over to Harry.
"Too late," replies Hermione. Harry smiles at Alysa and Draco glares at the sight. His gray eyes peer into his sling and thanks Merlin that Potters germs have not tainted Scorpio.
"We should find Ron now." says Hermione removing Alysa from Harry's embrace and cradling her back into the sling. Harry shakes his head in agreement as he and Hermione get up off the cot. He wraps the blanket around his body like a toga and they exit the cell one by one.
Hermione leads the way with Draco and Harry following. Harry glares over at Draco and Draco returns one to Harry. Harry knew that they had sex, but he never imagined Hermione would have gotten pregnant right away.
He is also anxious to hear how she went through her pregnancy so fast. Harry can only assume that is has to do with magic. However, that still does not change the fact that Harry had every intention to find a way to end this marriage. Now that children are involved, it will prove more difficult. "How did you manage that?" asks Harry motioning towards Scorpio-err-Damen-err-Leo-err-Liam-err-Godric.
"There was a fertility potion used during the bonding." spats Draco not liking to explain himself to Potter. Hermione glances over her shoulder to check on her boys. She grimaces when she sees Harry and Draco exchanging words. Hermione well knows that when Harry and Draco begin a conversation-err-altercation it never ends well.
"I got that much, Malfoy, without your help. I want to know how they came so fast." Harry commented.
"The girls gave Hermione a potion to speed up the delivery. They were going to kill her and Scorpio once Alysa was born, but I got there before Alysa was born and killed the girls before they could harm Hermione." Harry quirks an eyebrow at the mention of Scorpio.
He likes Godric better. Harry assumes Draco and Hermione are battling it out
over a name for the boy.
"For once you did what was right." Draco stops walking and faces Harry.
"I will always do what is right for my children and wife." replies Draco
insulted that Harry would a have assumed differently. Then it dawned on Draco.
He just called Hermione his wife to Potter. The Slytherin glances over to Hermione who has also stopped walking when she heard the feet behind her pause. He had said that he would always do what is right for his family, yet he disregards Hermione's wants like breast-feeding. Draco has always hated Potter, but now that Potter has proven a fault in the Slytherin the Slytherin hates him more.
"We need to get moving." says Hermione in a whisper, but loud enough for the pair to hear her.
They nod in understanding and catch up to her. Hermione wants to laugh at Harry because he looks ridiculous in the toga, but she knows now is not the time for laughter. The trio quickens their pace as they rush down the hall.
Hermione hopes that Ron is not too attached to the girls.
She can only imagine the things they are doing to him.
"Bloody hell!"
Hermione gasps when she recognizes the voice as Ron's. The trio begins to walk slower as they get closer to the locked cell.
"Scream louder." says Aubrianna. "What's wrong you're not getting off on this? I thought that you like being bound and abused."
Ron cannot help himself and glances at the manacles around his wrists when
Aubrianna mentions him being bound. Immediately he hardens to an erection.
He grimaces at his libido and then tries to hide his shock and embarrassment
when he sees Harry, Draco and Hermione outside his cell.
"I think he's telling us that we're number one," says Fayre waving the knife in the air. "That or he's anxious for the blade."
The trio peers into the cell. Hermione goes to gasp when she realizes what the girls are about to do: they are going to castrate Ron. Harry grimaces at the thought and reaches for his own privates to make sure they are intact. Draco grins. Ron deserves every stroke of the blade.
Hermione nudges Draco to hurry and open the cell doors. Draco scowls.
He wants to wait until Ron has been castrated. He cannot use a dark arts spell because that will take too long and will be too noticeable.
Harry scowls at Draco when Draco begins to unbutton his shirt. Hermione and Harry exchange glances. She already knows what Draco intends to do.
He is going to use his dragon serpent tattoo. However, Harry is unaware of what Draco's tattoo can do and will get a big surprise.
Hermione inwardly chuckles that Harry thinks Draco is being turned on watching Ron. How wrong he is.
Harry steps away from Draco when he cuts his hand with the scalpel. The Slytherin reaches into his open shirt and his eyes become silver chrome.
He grips the neck of the dragon serpent and uncoils it slowly from his body.
Harry stares at Draco not believing what he is seeing. Hermione approaches Harry.
"That's how he won against the wizards back at the sanctuary." whispers Hermione.
Harry shakes his head in understanding as Hermione watches her husband and
recalls the reasons why she has fallen in love with him. No matter what he says or does, he will always be there to take care of her and the twins.
She is also convinced that he will teach that to their son.
Hermione understands that forgiveness is essential to any relationship in order to move forward. In addition, the ability to forgive is what makes her a Gryffindor. She knows she has forgiven him, but she will not be easily pushed around in the future.
Draco does not focus on the fact that he is helping Weasel. He wants off this Island and the only way he can is if Weasel is with him. The Slytherin comes to realize that he hates Unbreakable Vows and now fully understands why his father had warned him from doing something so rash. Draco pulls the dragon serpent into to two halves. He sets one on the ground and keeps the other in his hand.
The dragon serpent on the ground slithers over to the two girls and rises
itself up using its tale. Once it is high enough it snatches the key to the
cell from Fayre. Draco grins when the dragon serpent returns to him and gives him the key. When the two halves reunite, Draco puts the dragon serpent back around his torso the he turns to Hermione.
"Stay here, I have an idea." says Draco as he pulls her into a quick kiss.
He removes the sling and goes to hand Scorpio over to her when she motions to Harry. Draco grimaces as he hands his son over to Potter. Draco motions for them to get into the shadows. Draco takes of his shirt, discards it in the shadows, and puts a glamour charm on his tattoos.
Hermione and Harry watch curiously from the shadows as Draco unlocks the cell
and swings the door open while he cups the scalpel in his hand. Aubrianna and Fayre contain their surprise at seeing their pure-blood.
"What are you doing here?" questions Fayre as her eyes skim Draco's chest.
"I was ordered by Meredith to come here. The others have already indulged Meredith said it was your turn." says Draco lowering his head in `defeat'.
His Slytherin mind continues to work figuring out when to act against the girls. Aubrianna seductively walks over to Draco and wraps her arms around his waist. Hermione clenches her jaw at the sight. Aubrianna's hands begin to explore his body.
One hand finds its way to his neck and leans him in for a kiss. Fayre watches the couple with a grin anticipating her turn with the blond. After all, it appears he no longer has to be forced and this will prove to be more pleasurable. Before their lips meet, Draco takes the scalpel and slices through Aubrianna's inner upper arm cutting her brachial artery.
Blood begins to pour from her arm as Draco tosses her aside. She falls weak to the floor as a puddle of blood begins to form beneath her. Fayre acts quickly and attacks Draco with her knife. The Slytherin is sliced with the blade and uses the blood to grab his dragon serpent tattoo and wield like a whip.
"No wait!" shouts Hermione, but she says it too late and Draco uses his whip to slice through Fayre killing her instantly.
Harry and Hermione slowly enter the cell as the dragon serpent recoils itself
around Draco's torso and he scourgifies the blood splatter on him. Hermione avoids looking at the bloody sight, but Harry looks at Aubrianna and Fayre and then turns to the Slytherin.
"If you so much as raise a hand to Hermione I'll kill you." says Harry.
The Gryffindor understands the anger Draco must feel towards these girls.
However, if he has no qualms being violent to them as females what is to stop
him from physically hurting Hermione.
Draco rolls his eyes at Potters empty threat. He will never so much as hurt a hair on Hermione's head, not alone raise a hand to her.
Ron is completely red in the face from being found bound to a wall and an
erection to boot when Harry and Hermione approach him. Hermione averts her eyes trying to rid herself the thought that Draco is obviously well endowed because he is much larger than Ron is in length and thickness. Draco walks over shaking his head at Ron's erection. The sick bastard was being turned on even when he was about to be castrated.
"Bloody hell, I'm glad to see you all." says Ron gleefully and clearing his throat. "They were going to cut of-," trails of Ron not wanting to admit he was almost castrated.
"I can only imagine how lonely your right hand would have been." says Draco as he unlocks the manacles through dark magic. Harry and Hermione glare at Draco, "What, we were all thinking it?" Ron quickly scrambles into the shadows as he grabs his erection.
Harry, Hermione, and Draco grimace when they hear Ron grunting in the dark.
Hermione trying to distract herself from Ron's grunting turns to Draco.
"Did you have to kill them both?" Hermione asked trying not to get an image of Ron jerking off.
"What else did you want me to do, strike up some casual conversation?" Draco fumed out.
"No, we could have asked one of them questions about getting of the Island."
replies Hermione. Draco scoffs.
"The one I want to question is Meredith." Draco muttered out with anger in his voice.
"Who's Meredith?" asks Harry, as his eyes showed confuse.
"She's the leader." Hermione and Draco answer in unison.
Draco glances back at the shadows when Ron's breathing gets deeper and he lets out another groan. He glances at Hermione to see her staring at him.
The Slytherin exits the cell and puts his shirt back on. Hermione frowns at the white oxford shirt that is now obscuring the view of her husband's chest. They hear Ron give a loud moan and a sigh from his release.
Draco scratches the top of his head wondering how Weasel can jerk off knowing
that people are listening.
"Bloody hell, he'd probably get off with people watching him." thinks Draco.
"Can someone give me something to wear?" asks Ron from the shadows.
Harry grabs a sheet off the cot in the cell and hands it to Ron. Ron steps out from the shadows a few moments later wearing a toga like Harry. His face is still red. Draco is not sure if he is red from embarrassment or flushed from jerking off either way it is disgusting.
Everyone remains quiet in the uncomfortable silence as they exchange glances
wondering how to begin a conversation. Draco decides to break the silence.
"So, Weasel, did your right hand and dick enjoy their reunion?" Draco taunted out.
"Fuck you!" Ron howled at Draco.
"Although I'm sure you'd enjoy shagging someone or something other than your
hand I honestly have to tell you, you poof." Draco utters to him.
"I'm not a poof." Ron yells at Draco. Ron glares at Draco wanting to wrap his hands around the Slytherins neck and kill him.
"Draco, stop it." orders Hermione.
"Stop what?" Draco questions, knowing what his wife wanted him to do.
"Instigating Ron." scolds Hermione. She lets out a yawn as she covers her mouth.
"Let's go find a place to rest. You're probably hungry too." says Draco getting off the subject of Ron as Draco takes Scorpio away from Potter.
Ron looks Harry as he realizes that there are babies in the slings.
"Harry, what the bloody hell are those babies doing here?" Ron demand.
"Draco and Hermione had a pair twins. Don't ask how. I didn't ask for details and I can only assume it had something to do with magic." Harry replied.
Ron shakes his head in understanding. He then glares at Draco for not only stealing Hermione from him, but having children with her as well. Ron grudgingly follows Draco, Hermione, and Harry up the stairs as they eat snacks Hermione has in her traveling bag. They reach a long corridor and investigate the rooms.
"These four here are bed chambers." says Draco motioning to the four doors he just inspected.
"These as well." says Harry motioning to the other doors.
"Hermione and I will take this room,' says Draco.
`What about the twins?" asks Ron.
"I figure we'll leave them out here in the hall. I'm sure they can provide for themselves." replies Draco rich with sarcasm.
Hermione smacks Draco in the arm for his condescending tone toward her friend. She knows that Ron sometimes does not think, but that does not mean Draco has to be rude.
Draco scowls at Hermione for smacking him. "You two can do what you want.
I really don't care." says Draco grabbing Hermione by the arm and pulling her into a room.
Hermione's caramel eyes browse the room.
The walls are made of the same stone that lines the halls as well as the floor. Tapestries hang from the walls and there is a spacious bed with light pink silk sheets. Hermione begins to walk around the room enjoying the furniture's woodwork.
The dressers and vanity are richly designed with a pattern of Celtic knots that groove along the edges. Hermione hears a few sounds behind her and turns around to see Draco making a small bed in the middle of the room out of two large pillows that were on the bed. Draco notices Hermione watching him and assumes she is looking for an explanation.
"I don't think it would be a good idea to share the bed with the twins.
My cousin and his wife let their child sleep in the bed with them and it took
them years to get the child to stay in its own bed." says Draco keeping his
fingers crossed that he did not start another argument.
"I agree," says Hermione.
She approaches Draco and wraps Alysa up in the sling to make sure she is
properly covered and then does the same for Scorpio when Draco hands him over to her. She lays the twins down so they are back to back and then makes sure that the pillows below them in no way cover their faces.
Draco walks away and removes his shirt, slacks, shoes and socks. He faces Hermione who is removing her cloak, shoes and socks She leaves her oxford shirt and skirt on. Draco hides his disappointment that she did not strip further as he lays down. Hermione joins him on the bed, but turns her back on him.
His gray eyes stare at her and then he smirks knowing that he will take his
chances to see if she is still angry with him. The Slytherin scoots over to Hermione and pulls her close to him so they are in spooning position. Hermione raises no protests so Draco continues by kissing her neck.
His hand begins to roam her body once he smells her sweet aroma of green
apples, "Merlin, Hermione, how do you manage to smell like green apples?"
questions the Slytherin in between kisses.
"Normally, I'm up late studying so I sleep in till the last minute.
Since I was always running late in the morning I would forget to put on perfume. I decided to charm my clothes to automatically smell like green apples so I wouldn't have to worry about forgetting." Hermione replied.
Hermione smiles when Draco's hand works its way up her shirt. He cups her breast and she swats his hand away. Draco scowls at her sudden refusal on his advances.
"What the bloody hell was that for?" asks Draco as he turns Hermione on her
back to face him.
"If my breasts aren't good enough for the twins then they're not good enough for you." Hermione snapped at him.
"Hermione, it's not the matter on whether they're good enough for the twins,
but the fact that I'm a selfish bastard who won't share certain parts of his
wife's anatomy with anyone especially now that they're bigger." Draco stated. Hermione quirks an eyebrow at his comment.
"You do realize that if I were breast-feeding they'd stay bigger longer." Hermione muttered.
"Really?" Draco asks, his eyes lit up as Hermione shakes her head in agreement.
She swats his hand away when he tries to cup her breast again. Draco scowls at her and she smiles in return, "You will find, Draco, that I too can have a pair of balls." Hermione mystery muttered.
"Merlin, I hope not, it would be a waste of a perfectly good body," whispers Draco. His hand makes its way down to the hem of her skirt,
"Here let me check to make sure that hasn't happened yet." says Draco with a devious smirk.
Draco reaches up her skirt and glides his fingers along her womanhood. Hermione gasps from the sensation and bucks her hips as Draco begins to rub her sensitive area. Draco stops his ministrations and catches eyes with Hermione, "So tell me, love, do you want your own balls or would rather use mine?'" asks Draco in a husky voice.
Hermione responds by passionately kissing him. Draco immediately accepts her mouth with verve. This time she wants to feel his flesh on hers and by the time she finishes this thought Draco has already unbuttoned her shirt and helps her take it off.
His expert hands avoid her breasts that have now become exposed with the
removal of her shirt. Her stomach begins to tighten with excitement as she
feels his hands unhook her skirt. The Slytherin pulls down both her skirt and
knickers simultaneously. Hermione helps him discard the articles of clothing by bucking her hips.
She nervously looks at Draco who has sat up on his knees to look at her body.
Draco knows that she has already seen him naked, but this is the first time he has seen her. Hermione wets her lips worried that Draco may be disappointed in her figure. His gray eyes skim every inch of flesh laying out before him in what Hermione views as a stoic manner. The Gryffindor looks away from him with tears in her eyes.
"Why are you crying, I thought the healing potion took away the soreness." asks Draco.
"It's not that." sniffles Hermione.
"Then what is it?"
"You're disappointed."
"In what, Hermione?"
"My body. You haven't said or done anything to say otherwise." Draco had not
realized that he had stayed silent for so long. Her body is as beautiful as he thought and cannot bring himself to look away.
He responds to her words by grabbing one of her hands and placing it on his erection.
"Does it feel like I'm disappointed?"
Hermione, grinning, looks at him. Draco positions himself over Hermione and
begins to kiss her. She pulls down his boxers and he kicks them off the rest of the way. The Gryffindor spreads her legs and sighs when she feels him enter her. The Slytherin pulls himself out slowly and quickly pushes himself back in.
Hermione begins to buck to meet his thrusts, but Draco places his hands on her hips and holds her down. She bites her lower lip wishing he would go faster. Her back arches as Draco continues his slow and fast pace.
The Gryffindor at first believed that he is doing this deliberately to punish
her for not letting him fondle her breasts. However, the sensation of climaxing is stronger than the other two times she has had sex with him. Hermione feels she is going over the edge and clutches the sheets underneath her. Draco continues his pace as Hermione shudders underneath him. Once her orgasm is over Draco begins to thrust quicker causing Hermione to experience a second orgasm as he shoots his release into her.
Draco lies at her side as they both continue to pant. Her caramel eyes glance at her husband who grins to her in return. She rolls on her side to face him and he looks at her questioningly.
"Draco," says Hermione as she caresses his cheek. "I said this before and you freaked out, but I'm going to say it again. I love you."
This time the Slytherin did not stiffen rather, he looks into Hermione's eyes and sees the sincerity of her words. He knows that she had heard him when he said that he loved her, but does he honestly know what love is?
He looks at Hermione, the mother of his children, unsure of what to say.
Hermione snuggles closer to him as he covers them both up with a blanket.
She knows he will not say he loves her again, but that does not mean she has to stop herself from saying it.
Draco wraps his arms around Hermione wondering how she can have such a capacity to love someone like him. He knows himself to be stubborn, selfish, violent, and sadistic, yet, she manages to love him. She has seen the worst in him, but she does not fear him.
He closes his gray eyes trying to understand the words that Hermione told him before: That there is a thin line between love and hate. Regrets appear to be something that he has recently learned, however, he realizes that he does not regret saying that he loves Hermione. The only regret he has is that he does not know how to express the love he feels as sincerely as Hermione.
A/N- Okay, I do hope you like this chapter. Once again this story isn't mine, but someone else's. Whom I'm still trying to find and get her permission to place it back up. Yes some words and sentences are new and are mine. The next chapter should be out be soon.