Chapter Twenty – Supplies
JK Rowlings World. My silly little plot.
Ten minutes later, they were walking towards ASDA with a large Dixons carrier bag. She had bought him the new 'Computer's for Dummies' handbook. He couldn't resist some DVD's. She had told him that it was already three o'clock and they needed all of their other stuff.
She had meticulously planned every meal in her head so knew exactly what to buy. She wasn't the best cook in the world so a lot of stuff she would need help with, but she had a thirst for knowledge that required quenching so she also bought a self-help cookbook.
She let him steer the trolley as they turned up every aisle. He demanded seven tubes of sour cream and onion Pringles, but for the rest they got nice ingredients. He also informed her that if they needed help, he could summon a house-elf. At this she glared at him for even suggesting using the bond of slavery he had came into contact with.
They paid at the checkout and wondered back towards the leaky cauldron. He said to meet each other outside Gringotts in an hour so they could buy presents for each other. Hermione had already bought her presents for everyone else, and sent them. But she wanted something special for Draco. She was falling for him so hard and she didn't even see it.
She ended up in a posh wizards robe store and immediately saw the perfect present for Draco. A pair of robes, in black that would be perfect for potions. His ambition to become a potions researcher at the ministry was very apparent but he needed to get a place and that was difficult even with his influences.
They vanished any spillages and the wearer would not be conscious of any unnecessary noises near him so he could concentrate on the potion. It came with a free shirt. She chose a white shirt with buttons and silver cufflinks with a serpent on each one.
Meanwhile, Draco was having a rather more difficult time in Flourish and Blots. He, like Hermione, had sent everyone else's presents off but Hermione was special to him. He needed something else special.
He decided on a set of books but was unable to pick between the set of Hogwarts History books by Bathilda Bagshot. They had never been released fully and they were limited edition. The other choice was an autobiography of Merlin, recently translated.
In the end, he went for Bathilda Bagshot and realised he still had ten minutes. He went next door, to Jenkins's Jewellers. He went in and bought a silver necklace. It was a slim chain with a delicate love heart as the pendant. He jogged to Gringotts and walked home with Hermione. The next few weeks were sure to be interesting.
When they got back, they unpacked all of the food into the kitchen then hurried into separate rooms, evidently to wrap their presents for each other.
That evening, she made spaghetti bolognaise. It was nice considering she just did it straight from the recipe. Draco washed up and then, because they were both tired from a long day of travelling, they went to bed.
The woke up the next morning to he noise of shouting. Draco rushed to the window in his boxers to see what the problem was, and was greeted by the sight of at least twenty members of the paparazzi. Skeeter had not been joking. They really were trapped.
Hermione mumbled something about feeling cold so he came back to bed and he warmed her up. She was wearing her hello kitty PJ's so he pulled each part off, revealing her black bra and knickers. He pushed her bra down and suckled on one of her nipples while rubbing his thumb round on the other one. She moaned into him. He tugged her pants down and kissed her inner thighs, so close to her soaking heat.
She wasn't sure what he was doing but he needed him now and she told him as much. His reply simply stated that she wanted him now but did not need him. He kissed her more, getting closer and closer until his tongue was sliding in her, brushing her clit. She yelled out his name as she came. He wiped it with his fingers and tasted it.
'So sweet, love. So fucking sweet.'
He took his boxers off and pushed into her. His thrusts became stronger, faster, closer.
'Come together. 1, 2, 3.'
They both came together and they curled up together in bed, wondering why God had given them the opportunity for such bliss in life. He pulled her closer and she hugged him tight, never wanting to let go.
Later, they got up and plugged his laptop in. Hermione realised he needed to have the stuff every muggle person has. She started with downloading MSN. She added her in his contact list, under school. Next, she made him a facebook page and added her as his friend. They would get more as other people from Hogwarts bought their laptops. Next, she downloaded limewire and Sims 2.
'Draco, I've sorted out your laptop but you need to know how to use it.'
She shut it down and showed him how to turn it on, save documents, open programs, rename files, use excel, use word, use PowerPoint and limewire. After that, she went on Sims and showed him how to make a family. She showed him all of the cheats she knew and how to generally not die on it.