Inappropriate content alert! (Wait, I thought I classified the fanfiction as M, why do I still need to write this?)
DM's POV
"I hereby declare that the matrimony between me and Ms. Tania has come to an end. Me and Ms. Tali Lionidze will be our next queen of Georgia..."
Hearing this, Draco could not help smiling. For the past two years, both him and Hermione had been working hard on his case, the moment when Potter announced that the case could be closed, he immediately applied for a month's leave. Hermione firstly insisted working but then she gave in and with Draco's kisses, she was forced to go in Potter's office and notified him of her vacation. And when she left the office, Draco could hear Ron groaning and complaining of their irresponsible behaviour, which made Draco sniggered. He had never seen Ron working, it was about time for him to do something. Morgan and Turner felt guilty of their behaviours and wanted to resign but Potter decided that they should stay. After all, he was Saint Potter.
"By the way, you still have not told me what happened while I was captured?" said Hermione, lying on the bed with Draco as they watched the news. It was a relief that the speech was interpreted into English so that Draco did not have to ask her to translate every single sentence. He did not know that Hermione was an amateur in Georgian.
"If you want something, you must give away something to get it," said Draco, grinning and winked at her.
Hermione licked her lips and placed a kiss on Draco's cheek. He softly smiled and locked her tighter.
"You want a summary or a full description?" asked Draco.
"You know what I want!" exclaimed Hermione.
"And you know what I want too," said Draco, smirking.
Hermione kissed him on the cheek again, then Draco began,
"Tali came to us the moment she escaped, then we went to the castle and noticed that Morgan and Turner were locked up with their grandparents."
"Why?"
"Both of them worked for Tania because she took their grandparents hostages."
"Huh? Why didn't they tell us? Then we would not have to go through so many things!"
"We tried to save them and it took us a lot of time to solve the puzzles."
"What puzzles?" asked Hermione, interested.
"One of them is about crossing the river, the either one is 'who drinks water and who has the zebra'," answered Draco. "The first one was easy but then other one is super hard, but we cannot conjure parchments and quills, I wished you were there-"
"The Zebra Puzzle!" exclaimed Hermione. "Norwegian drinks water and Japanese owns the zebra! I have played that before."
"We could have solved it with parchments and quills in no time but then we cannot use magic there, we have to use our memory and logic. What's more, we were racing against time, which makes everyone nervous."
"How long did it take?"
"Hours," replied Draco. "Then we realised it was morning and we had to prioritise."
"And you saved the day!"
Draco grinned and kissed her forehead.
"There's something that bothered me," began Hermione. "Tania drank Felix Felicis, but luck didn't fall upon her-"
"Still remember Phelps?"
"Yes?"
"Tali said 'Women who fail for him were consistently second-rate. They were unhappy of their marriage and he was regarded as their saviour'."
"He betrayed Tania!"
"The Ministry of Georgia found the Felix Felicis bottle and the report mentioned that it was nothing but syrup."
"Do you how scared I was when the explosion occurred?" said Hermione as she snuggled. "I thought I would lose you."
"Apparently you did not, and I am still here, fit as a fiddle."
"Wait, what about the bomb? I thought it was at in the room!"
"Apparently Tania had planted several bombs at different locations yet Phelps removed the wires, he missed the bomb we saw."
"I don't really know if I should like him or not."
An idea pricked his heart and he said,
"I remembered someone fancying him at the party and even defending him."
Hermione realised what he wanted to say and she began,
"But in the end, I didn't-"
"You chose him over your husband!"
"That's because you're a prat!"
"Oh yeah?" said Draco, tickling Hermione. "Am I a prat, huh?"
Hermione wriggled, twisted and turned, finally his arms pinned hers and she stopped moving. Hermione asked,
"So case closed, what are we going to do for the rest of the vacation?"
Draco's smirk grew wider.
"What do you think we should do?" he asked, grinning broader.
Hermione avoided his eye contact and rolled her head, then said,
"I thought you never use Felix Felicis."
"I won't deny that I drank a little when I was at the Parliament."
"You!"
"Come now, didn't you say 'case closed'? We have something more important to do," he said and whispered into her ear. "Babies."
Hermione blushed and said,
"My period ended two weeks ago and you know it won't come until five weeks later! You were late, Mr. Malfoy."
"Well that means I have to work harder."
Hermione laughed and said,
"Do you need Felix Felicis?"
Draco was angered by her giggle and scorn, his arms pinned her tighter and yelled,
"Do you think I need Felix Felicis for that? Do I look like I need potion to get my wife pregnant!"
Hermione giggled and Draco pressed his lips to stop her laughing. It came quick and demanding that when Hermione gasped for air, he took the opportunity to slide in his tongue, licking around and teasing her tongue like a playful little boy. He knew it was the perfect moment to unbutton her pyjamas and pull down her underwear. Before she could react, he had already shoved their clothes aside and his hands cupped breasts as her arms wrapped his neck. He could feel her enjoying a lot and so did he. Slowly, his lips left hers and went for the neck. She giggled and wiggled so much that he had to place his weight onto hers so as to stop her wiggling.
"Don't move," he whispered into her ear, nibbling her earlobe and then kissing the back of her ears.
Hermione nodded and Draco continued kissing her neck, he could feel himself slowly losing control and he immediately pushed himself inside her, how long it had been since the last time he was on the same bed with her, so intimate and indulging themselves in pleasure. Hermione quivered and Draco comforted her with sweet tender kisses. He knew he had to wait, wait until she was prepared. He kept on kissing her, cocooning her as much as possible.
"Draco?" she whispered.
Draco stopped his kiss and gazed at her, her fingers ran through his hair and before he could react, Hermione's face went closer and kissed him, licking his lower lip, then slid in his mouth and teasing him just like what he had done earlier. Draco smirked, she's ready. He pushed in harder, picking up a rhythmic pace. He muffled her moan by kissing her deeper and deeper, teasing her back. Her hips started shifting against him and this prompted Draco to move even faster.
The ultimate release was so soothing that Draco could not help groaning in pleasure. He collapsed onto her, panting. He could feel Hermione's heartbeat pumping vigorously against his chest. As he recovered his breath, he kissed her neck, then her cheek, and nibbled her nose tip.
"How was I?" he asked, grinning and cupping her chin.
"You are the best," whispered Hermione and give him a soft kiss on the cheek.
Thank you all for following Odi Et Amo (especially the 14 favourites and 44 followers). It has been fun writing each and every chapters and nothing is happier than to receive positive reviews (favourite and follow also make me happy but the happiness is doubled for nice reviews.) To be honest, my original ending was not like this, it was supposed to be a lot more fun but then...that happened.
I know the title does not seem to match the plot, but what I originally want to point out is that, one can both love and hate the characters. When you like Draco and whoever that is in the story, at the same time you can hate them for some reason, and that's the grey area of humanity. (I failed to show that clear enough...)
The first chapter of the two stories are published, one is "Indigo" (Lumione), the other is "Within the Walled Alley" (DracoXHermioneXHarry). Reviews, Favourite and Follow are always welcomed (Reviews are the best but then...looks like my works are never going to attract any enthusiastic readers.)
And if you are reading this on 10 Sept (CST 12:00 noon), I am on the plane, probably sleeping.