Ten days. It had been ten days and Draco still hadn't heard or seen Hermione. He arrived back at Hogwarts around noon on Sunday after the holidays hoping to see her but she hasn't arrived before he went to bed that night.

He talked to Ginny when she came to the common room to talk to Hermione. Ginny said that while Harry had seen Hermione, she hadn't seen her since the day of the article. Frustrated, Draco left a note on her bed asking her to come see him when she arrived.

The feel of a body snuggling up behind him woke Draco from a fitful sleep. At first he thought he was still dreaming when he smelled Hermione's coconut shampoo, but the feel of her arm wrapping around his waist had him instantly alert.

Rolling over to face her, "Hermione?"

"Hey."

"Still mad at me?"

"I was mad at you at first, Draco. When your mother told me she only bought me the dress because I was poor, I thought you had lied to me. I was so angry with what your mother said, tired from the ball, and I overreacted. I should have stayed and talked to you."

"Yes you should have. She told me she bought you the dress because she always wanted a daughter, not because she thought you were poor. I understand how hurtful her words were, but why did you stay away so long? Why did you cut off all contact with me?"

"I know it wasn't right. I thought about sending you a letter dozens of times a day. I needed to be alone. I have been feeling so emotional lately. I needed to regroup. But I should have told you that. I have no excuse Draco. I'm sorry."

Draco could see the tears running down Hermione's face. He wanted to back down and tell her he forgave her and everything was fine, but she needed to know how hard the last week and a half was for him.

"Promise me that next time you won't run away. That you'll stay and we'll talk about it. If you need alone time, that's fine, but I don't want another 10 days where I think you hate me."

"I promise Draco. I love you."

"Love you too, Mi. Stay with me tonight?"

"Of course my love."

As January faded into February, Hermione began to feel anxious. The NEWTs seemed closer than ever and she could feel her stomach fluttering off and on most days. Even though she was eating more than she had since before her year on the run and still taking her vitamin potions, she felt like she was constantly tired and worn down. Who knew studying and sex could take so much out of you?

Speaking of sex, after her self imposed isolation during the Christmas hols, Hermione could not get enough of Draco. It was like she needed to make up for the 10 days of orgasms that she had denied herself. Draco never once complained when she joined him in the shower, woke him up in the middle of the night, or kept him up well past bedtime with her sexual demands.

Valentine's Day arrived on a balmy Sunday and everyone in their dorm decided to head into Hogsmeade for the day, even though it was an approved day for the rest of the school. Not wanting to be surrounded by that many people, Hermione and Draco had decided to stay behind and celebrate alone.

Grabbing her beaded bag, Hermione led Draco out onto the grounds for a walk around the lake. Halfway around, she steered him onto a path into the forest.

Looking around, he gave her a smirk "Planning on feeding me to a monster for Valentine's Day?"

"Don't be scared Draco; the monsters are further in than were were are going."

"I didn't say I was scared. I was looking out for you. I am sure they would take one look at you and decide you look tastier than me."

After about five minutes, she stopped and looked around before turning and walking off the path. She could hear him close behind her. As they neared their destination she stopped and turned to him.

"Your present is up ahead and it is a surprise. May I blindfold you?"

Draco took a deep breath to settle his nerves. He hated letting go of control. I trust Hermione. She wouldn't do anything to me. Looking into her face, he nodded. She lifted her wand, and muttered "Obscuro" before his sight went black.

She took his hand and walked him forward for a while before stopping him. He hear her rummaging in her bag before he heard the snap of fabric.

"I am just laying out a blanket for you to sit on. I have already charmed it to be waterproof so we won't have to worry about the wetness of the ground soaking through."

She led him to the blanket to sit before he felt her stand up. "I am going to ward our location so we don't have any unexpected visitors while we are here."

Hearing and feeling the whooshing of her protective charms as they left her wand, the power of his witch never ceased to amaze him. The feeling of a warming charm settling over him was surprising. It was a warm enough day that they didn't really need it.

"A warming charm?"

"Yes, in case it, um, gets colder."

He could hear her rummaging in her bag again and the rustle of more fabric. Softly he heard her say "Up" but wasn't sure if she was talking to him or not. He slowly got to his feet and she didn't protest.

"Draco, you can take the blindfold off now."

Dropping the blindfold and opening his eyes he was looking into the forest. Turning around to find Hermione, is mouth dropped open. Manners dictated that is was rude to gape at anyone, but he couldn't help it. There, in front of him, was Hermione, naked on his Nimbus 2001.

Putting his hand over his mouth he muttered "sweet baby dragons!"

"Happy Valentine's Day Draco."

"Uh huh."

"Like your present?"

"Naked."

Laughing, "I am naked, would you like to join me?"

Draco wasn't sure he had ever removed his clothes faster. Hermione flew towards him as he stripped and started to get off his broom once she reached the blanket.

"Oh no Princess, we are fucking on the broom."

"One, that was not part of your present. And two, I am not sure it is physically possible."

"It's possible."

"Have you done it before?"

The jealousy in her face was adorable. "No, but wizard's talk. Plus, I wouldn't do anything that would hurt you."

Watching her think through the logistics he knew her answer before she said it. "Let's do it. But, if I get in sliver in my vagina, you are in trouble."

"It will be easier if I am facing forward and you are facing me so I can steer."

"Wait, we'll be flying too?"

"Not high, I'll stay within the wards, and once we are off the ground, I will cast a cushioning charm on the ground if you want. Plus, I won't go too fast. I just want to feel the vibration of the movement below us."

Crawling on behind her, he waited for her to turn around before kicking off the ground and doing a few laps of the meadow. Hermione was smiling at him. Flying naked was a new experience for him, having the wind blow over his exposed skin.

Stopping for a moment, he pulled her closer. "Come here, love. Wrap your legs around my waist. The broom will move, but we won't fall. I've got you."

Wrapping his arms around her waist she settled with his hard cock between them. Looking down he could she that she was already wet. He removed his hand from the broom and reached up to tug gently on her nipple. She moaned and moved forward to kiss him.

Feeling her move scoot to him, he moved his hand down to her clit and used his thumb to rub her gently. The pressure on his legs increased as she lifted herself higher on his lap.

"Guide yourself into me Draco."

Not waiting, Draco grasped his cock and lined it up with her opening as she sank onto him. He grunted into her hair as her wet heat engulfed him. Pulling hips down harder until she was all the way down, he felt her shutter. Merlin, it is like every wet dream come true!

"Ready to ride Mi?"

Instead of answering him, she started to grind her hips in small circles. Keeping one arm around her waist, he gripped the broom behind him and started to circle the meadow again. The slight vibration from the broom shot up his body and he felt more than hear purr in delight.

"Gods Draco, this is better than I imagined."

"Me too, Mi. Do you trust me?"

Without hesitation she answered, "With everything."

His heart clenched. Her trust was better than any fantasy fuck she could give him. "Lean back. Place your hands on my thighs."

The change in position made his dick move deeper inside her and they both groaned at the feeling. Moving his hand from her waist to her ass, he urged her to move faster. Using the leverage of his hand, he slammed her cunt onto his cock with each thrust. He could feel her walls fluttering with each downward motion until pussy gripped him and she screamed out his name in orgasm. Not able to hold on, he came deep in her within seconds of her.

"Holy fuck Draco. That was amazing."

"Best. Present. Ever."

*A/N

Sorry it's so short... Sometimes the Muse is a Blast-Ended Skank. These were the two most requested items in my reviews so I thought I'd give you all a treat.

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