Chp. 21- Things He Loved About Hermione

Hermione's Thoughts

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He rolled them over so she was lying on top of him, and she snuggled into him, resting her head upon his chest. She yawned and Draco smiled down at the top of her head. He pulled his covers up over them and wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly to his body. She fit perfectly in his arms, and he kissed her on the top of the head before lying perfectly still.

Draco waited till Hermione was asleep, breathing heavily, till he let his hand run through her hair. He let his hand wander down to cup her cheek, his thumb stroking the soft, smooth skin there. He let his eyes take in everything, from the shape of her lips to the way her eyelashes fluttered when she slept, almost as if she was batting her eyes at him.

He smiled to himself with happiness before placing a kiss upon her forehead.

"I love you Hermione," he whispered softly before closing his eyes and letting sleep overcome him as well.

Now:

Almost three weeks had come to pass since Draco and Hermione had shown up together in the Great Hall, and rumors had finally started dying down. There were only a select couple that were still circulating the halls, but soon those would die out as well.

Hermione had developed a slight bump on her stomach and she was slight self conscious about it. Draco didn't seem to notice though, or if he did, he didn't say anything. No other students had noticed her 'baby bump' and for this she was grateful.

She didn't want anyone knowing about the baby till later. Once others found out about the baby, their happy-go-lucky world would come crashing down. She wasn't ready for that to happen yet.

Draco still hadn't admitted his love, but he was constantly surrounding her even when they happened to be in public. He was showing more affection when it was just the two of them alone, which was a good thing. Sometimes he would rub her belly, grinning like a fool as he stared down at her stomach that held their son.

Hermione knew that Draco was ecstatic about having a boy. He could teach him how to play Quidditch like a pro, how to throw a punch, how to duel like a proper wizard, and how to make girls fall at his feet. She just knew that Draco was going to teach their son how to make his Malfoy charms work to his advantage so that he got everything he could ever want and so much more. She was going to have to balance out everything Draco taught their children so that they turned out as mature teenagers.

She didn't think she could handle one hormonal teenager, never mind the two or three kids she wanted at least. She had always wanted a big family since she was an only child. She knew all too well how lonely being an only child was. Draco knew as well, and she was positive that his childhood was far more lonelier than hers' had been.

His parents had been cruel, especially his father. He probably was always being punished for something and he probably had never had the privilege of just being a child when he was younger. He could never shout and run with utter abandonment...It must have been torture in itself to see the other children out having fun while he was sitting in his room, bruised and battered for talking out of turn or something of the same magnitude.

Hermione felt her heart squeeze painfully at the image this idea concurred. She was going to do everything in her power to try and make Draco overcome his childhood. She knew that it still haunted him, but he always kept this part of himself hidden away. She was going to help him conquer this so he could become a wonderful father. She knew that he was going to be scared around their children at first, because he was going to think he would become his father. Hermione knew in her heart that Draco would never be Lucius.

He was too kind and wonderful for that to happen. His mother must of had something to do with the way he turned out. Hermione had met Narcissa Malfoy, and she had instantly liked the woman. She would have to thank Narcissa for the way Draco had turned out. She owned the love of her life to that woman. Without his mother's presence and love throughout his childhood, Draco could have quite possibly turned into his father. It was with his mother's guidance that he had turned into his own wonderful person, even if it meant that his father was furious for his son's results.

Hermione looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She was staring at her reflection with amazement. Even though the pregnancy books said she couldn't feel the baby till later on, she swore she felt it moving inside her.

She rubbed her hand tenderly over her stomach and pulled her three quarter sleeve navy blue shirt back down over her stomach. It was tight on the top, and looser on the bottom, covering the bump she so desperately wanted to hide at this moment. She smoothed the invisible wrinkles out of her black dress pants and slipped her black flip flops off.

It was almost seven at night, and Hermione took one last look at herself in the mirror before heading out to the common room. Her hair was tumbling to her shoulders in loose ringlets and her make-up was light and natural. She collapsed on the sofa, her legs crossed in front of her. It was a Saturday night and she had absolutely nothing to do.

Draco and her had spent the day apart for once, opting to spend some quality time with their friends who they hadn't really seen lately. She had just arrived back at their common room half an hour again, and found it empty. Draco wouldn't be home for quite some time most likely, so she decided to take a short nap till that time. She was exhausted after being up half of the previous night throwing up because of her morning sickness.

Before she had went to Gryffindor tower, she had made sure to get some more of that morning sickness potion from Madame Pompfrey since it obviously was still going on. By the end of this month when this batch of potion wore off, her morning sickness should have completely disappeared.

Because this was her first pregnancy, she was bound to be sick more often, which is probably why she was still sick during her second month. Draco was concerned though, which is why they had an appointment Friday after classes at St. Mungo's for a check up. Draco wanted to make sure everything was okay with the baby and with Hermione. Hermione could tell he was concerned, and this just made her love him even more than she already did.

He's concerned for our son and I...What's not to love? He is so completely perfect, and I fall more in love with him each and every day. Now if he'll just say he loves me too, then my world will be complete. I'm not asking for much, am I? Maybe I am asking for too much from Draco this early in our relationship. He never promised to love me, and maybe I'd do good to remember that. He's not used to loving someone, except maybe his mom, who he's known his entire life.

Hermione decided to think about it later, and laid down on the couch. She closed her eyes, and before she knew it, she had drifted to sleep.

When Draco walked into the Head common room, his eyes immediately fell upon his sleeping wife. She looked so peaceful and angelic in her sleep. He felt a smile tug at his lips and before he knew it, he was grinning from ear to ear. He slowly made his way over to Hermione, and sat on the edge of the couch next to her. She groaned softly and huddled closer to her chest as if she was trying to stay warm, shuddering softly. Draco felt her arm with his hand and shivered.

She was freezing...

He looked around for a blanket, and when he found none, he laid down behind her, wrapping his arms around her body. She stopped shuddering and sighed with content.

Draco smiled at the effect he had over his wife, even when she was asleep. She moaned softly and pressed herself back against him more. Draco groaned softly as her bum innocently rubbed erotically against his groin. He could already feel himself becoming hard from this simply innocent gesture. He stilled her body with his hands upon her hips.

He buried his face in her loose curls, and inhaled deeply. Hermione smelled just like her shampoo, which happened to be mango scented. Draco smiled and played with a spiral, twirling it around his finger as he thought.

Hermione just used shampoo and body wash to get a scent. She didn't use perfume like other girls. That's one thing Draco loved so much about her. She was clean and smelled faintly of whatever scent she happened to be using.

She didn't reek and smell to high heaven like all the other girls. She was so natural and pure, and he loved her for that fact. Her smell was faint but enticing, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body every time he smelled his wife. Her smell was one of the reasons he had gone after her in the first place.

Hermione wasn't like other girls, in any aspect. She was unique and intelligent, and Draco found himself intrigued by Hermione Granger over and over again. He couldn't recall a time when he wasn't intrigued by how big the differences between her and the other girls at Hogwarts were. He turned Hermione in her sleep so she was facing him, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist in a possessive manner.

Draco stared down at his wife, lightly running his fingers down her cheekbone. Hermione stirred slightly at the soft touch, but didn't wake. A smile appeared on her face, and Draco found himself smiling at her reaction.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her warm forehead before lying with her, resting his forehead against hers'. He felt warm all over when he realized just how perfectly Hermione fit in his arms. It was like they were made for each other, in every single aspect.

She was the perfect person for him to spend the rest of his life with...He just couldn't believe he hadn't realized it sooner. Now he needed to gain the courage to tell Hermione how he felt about her.

Now that was the difficult part...

He'd never fallen for another woman in his life. The only woman he'd ever loved before was his mother, and that was a different kind of love.

Draco Malfoy had never fallen head over heels for anyone before and he didn't know how to take the fact that he'd fallen for Hermione Granger. Sure she was his wife now, but before she had just been a fling. He'd just been using her for sex until she'd gotten pregnant. Then everything had gotten complicated...

They hadn't meant for it to happen...That is for sure. Draco had thought to leave the contraception to her, and she had obviously thought he was doing something to prevent pregnancy from occurring. They had never really discussed who was taking care of it, because let's just face it...They had hated each other quite passionately before everything had happened. Passion had overcome them though and they hadn't worried about anything but their lust. At least on his part that's how it was. He didn't really know how she had felt about their whole affair.

He knew that at one time she was close to breaking it off, but she had changed her mind once her eyes locked upon his. She was weak against him, because of how wonderful they were together. She couldn't stay away, just like he couldn't stay away from her either.

They were two enemies drawn to each other by lust and kept together with love. It was almost a fairytale come true. Sworn enemies who became lovers and ended up falling in love.

Draco laid there thinking over their situation before shaking Hermione awake softly. She slowly opened her eyes, and stared up at him through her thick eyelashes. Draco felt a shiver run down his spine at the look he received from his wife. Her eyelids were heavy and her look was seductive, even when she was half asleep.

He smiled softly down at her before lowering his lips to hers'. He kissed her slowly and passionately, cupping her cheek with his hand. Hermione moaned softly as she kissed her husband back, allowing her hands to slip into his silky hair. As she played with his fine locks, she pressed her body against his. She could feel Draco poking her, and she smiled softly before slowly circling her hips against his.

They remained lying there, snogging each other senseless for several minutes before Draco stood up, pulling Hermione carefully up with him. He started walking them over to his bedroom with their lips still joined together.

Their kiss was eager and their hands roamed over each other's bodies in an exploring manner. They had already gotten to know their significant other's body but that didn't mean they couldn't learn more. Draco slowly started stripping Hermione out of her pants. She had already kicked off her flip flops and she shimmied out of her pants, kicking them off when they reached her ankles. She quickly started removing Draco's pants when he started lifting her shirt over her head. They broke their lips apart just long enough for both their shirts to come off.

Hermione ran her hands along his chest and down to his abs before finishing on his pants. She pushed them down along with his silky boxers till he was as naked as the day he was born. Draco undid her bra, freeing her swollen breasts from their confines. He massaged them tenderly, being careful not to hurt Hermione. She let a soft moan escape from her mouth, and pressed herself into his capable hands even more. Draco chuckled before trailing his hands down her curves and allowing one hand to dip inside her lacy knickers.

His fingers found her slit, and he pushed two fingers inside her folds with precision and care. Hermione purred with satisfaction at Draco's actions. Draco smirked against her lips as she gasped with pleasure as his fingers worked their magic upon her. After he was satisfied with the fact that she was soaking wet, he pulled his fingers out, sliding them up till they were at the top of her knickers. He slipped them from her legs and pulled his lips away from his wife's lips to stare down at her.

He let his eyes roam over her perfect body before allowing a sexy smirk to appear on his face. Hermione smiled before staring up at him curiously, wondering exactly what he was up to. Draco gave her a reassuring grin before spinning her around once they were standing next to his bed. He leaned her over the side of the bed, pressing her abdomen and upper body tenderly against the top of the bed.

Draco quickly closed the space in between them, slowly sliding inside her from behind. He let his hands rest on her hips, so he could control the speed as they shagged. Hermione groaned as Draco filled her completely, digging her nails into Draco's comforter as he slide in as far as he could possibly go inside her. He pulled out and slide back in, drawing her back onto him with his hands upon her hips so that he slide in farther and farther with each thrust.

"Draco," Hermione moaned softly, over and over again as he filled her time after time.

She let a gasp escape as he slide one hand up her body till it was tangled within her curls. He gripped her hair tightly, making her arch her back in response.

Draco smiled to himself at the effect he had over his wife. She was loving every minute they were joined together. He grinned to himself with pride and slid his hand that was resting on her hip around her body. He slid it down till he was rubbing her clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout Hermione's body.

She shuddered against his body as he filled her and stroked her to ecstasy. She bite her lower lip to keep from crying out in pleasure as his hand did wonderful things to her. She groaned and ground herself back against Draco as he tugged lightly on her hair.

Hermione grinned to herself as Draco moaned her name loudly at her actions, sending butterflies erupting through her stomach.

Draco was being careful to not squish her beneath his body since her stomach was lying against the bed. He remained standing the entire time, not leaning on her at all. Hermione pushed herself back against Draco with each of his thrusts, crying out in pleasure as he rubbed her walls sensually.

She couldn't remember ever feeling this much pleasure before. He was going to drive her over the edge soon with everything that he was doing.

Hermione spread her legs wider as she got closer to her climax, groaning softly as Draco slid even further inside her. The change of positions didn't do much to keep her from climaxing right away.

It only took another minute before Hermione cried Draco's name passionately as she felt wave after wave of ecstasy crashing down upon her intensely. Draco followed her after a couple second, groaning her name hoarsely as her walls massaged him. Their climax seemed to last forever, even though it was only thirty seconds at the most.

Hermione was breathing heavily, not able to catch her breath from their intense shag and climaxes. Draco collapsed on top of his wife, resting his head in the middle of her back. He still kept his weight off of her so that he didn't hurt either her or the baby.

Draco pulled out of Hermione after they had both caught their breath, his cock covered in their combined juices. Both of them were sweaty and exhausted from their thoroughly exhausting shag. Draco pulled the covers in his bed down before pulling Hermione into bed with him. He covered them both up before grabbing his wife into his arms. They both fell asleep quickly, tired beyond belief as they held each other tightly in their sleep.

Ok that's it for this chapter. It's really long, and I wasn't going to make it quite this long, but I just started writing and kept going with it. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. I skipped three weeks because they were basically pointless. More interesting things should be happening in the next couple chapters, but we'll have to wait and see what exactly is going to be happening. I might be skipping time here and there to get things moving faster, so bare with me. Keep reading and reviewing! I love reading your reviews. You guys are awesome. Look forward to the next chapter!