21. You Bore me to Tears
That weekend found Hermione and me inseparable, only leaving the Room for food. However Monday found us back in class and holding up the charade of meaning nothing to each other proved difficult in our shared classes and during meals. I had to train my eyes not to hungrily seek her out, and I had to control my hands not to touch her. I had promised Blaise that I would meet up with him after dinner, and I also had rounds that night, so, time alone with Hermione would have to wait until much later in the day. After dinner Blaise and I made our way to the library and sat at one of the tables far in the back of the room. Blaise casually cast a muffle around us and shot me a look. "So spill - how was your Valentine's Day?"
"It went according to plan. It was very illuminating. That's all I'll say. It's your turn, who are you seeing and why didn't I know?" I asked. Blaise smirked and leant forward.
"You're not going to believe me when I say it, but, I've been seeing Luna Lovegood." He glanced toward me and away. I tried to picture it in my brain.
"How?" Was the only word that would come out of my mouth.
"Well just before Christmas break Professor Flitwick asked me if I would tutor a student who was having a bit of trouble in the year lower than me, I said that was fine and it was Luna. We met up so I could tutor her and we just hit it off. It's been a bit of a slowly simmering romance really. I was a little nervous to confess my feelings to her, but she likes me too. It was our first date yesterday." I listened in partially stunned silence.
"You and Lovegood, huh…what do you two talk about? She's a bit out there isn't she?"
"It's not like she only ever talks about articles from the quibbler Draco. She's very intelligent, I mean, she's a Ravenclaw. She's really funny too, I think if you gave her a chance you'd see her differently."
"I would give anyone you were courting a chance Blaise." I assured him. He grinned and decided it was time to talk about me again.
"It was very illuminating is a bizarre way to describe a night Draco." Blaise was privy to the knowledge that Hermione and I were attached but I didn't ever discuss the particulars with him.
"Literally illuminated," I said with a pointed look at him. His brows furrowed and he started and stopped a sentence multiple times before responding.
"Like, you both started glowing while you were…" I nodded as his sentence trailed off. "But what does that mean?" I shrugged.
"I can't recall ever reading anything about that happening. It's not in any of our books, and the only thing I can ever remember witnessing that was remotely similar was at a wedding once. A couple years ago one of my distant cousins was getting married, and when the officiant was casting their marriage bond their hands glowed blue until they finished saying I do. This was our entire bodies though. It doesn't happen every time, but it has happened more than once now." I felt like I was maybe sharing a bit too much with Blaise, but I knew I could trust him.
"You were a busy boy this weekend, huh?" He winked and I rolled my eyes at him. He chuckled before thinking for a minute. "Oddly enough I think I have heard my mom talking about that." I quirked an eyebrow at the statement and gestured for Blaise to explain. "She had a bunch of her friends round for tea when I was quite a bit younger and I was listening at the door, I could write her and ask about it?"
"That wouldn't be too embarrassing for you?" I asked. He shook his head.
"Mom likes it when I ask her questions about life, no matter the context, she feels like it makes our familial bond special. I'll write her tomorrow." Blaise's mom always kind of weirded me out; she was into all sorts of arcane magic and had been married more times than I could count. Blaise kind of reminded me of her in the sense that she always sounded a bit flirtatious. But, if she could help out with this I would be indebted to her. Blaise and I chatted for the next couple of hours until I had to rush off to meet up with Ron for rounds. We were patrolling the Main floor that night and I had to meet him outside the Great Hall. I rushed away from Blaise and promised to meet up with him later in the week. Ron was already waiting for me outside the Great Hall. He inclined his head in greeting.
"Hello Weasley, sorry I'm late I was with Blaise in the Library, I guess I must have lost track of time." He shrugged it off.
"I've only just gotten here." We set off on our rounds, a silence between us. Finally I heard Weasley sigh and he looked over at me. "You've got some experience with women." He stated, I fought the urge to make a pithy remark and nodded. "Well what do you do to let a girl down easy? Lav is driving me nuts and I'm not quite sure how to stop dating her." I smirked and thought for a moment.
"She's got Weasley fever does she?" I asked.
"Forget I said anything." Weasley muttered.
"It was a joke Weasley, don't be so sensitive. It's an awkward problem faced by many, what to do when a witch is feeling you, and you're not into it. It really depends on how you want her to regard you after. Do you care if she hates you?" He shrugged.
"I would prefer to end it amicably, but I know that's not really a thing."
"It's tricky." I agreed. "If you don't really care what happens just say you're done; If you want to salvage anything out of it, or it would make you feel better just talk to her. I once made friends with this beautiful French witch while my family was vacationing in France and she was amazing. Really funny, really smart, a great lay, and she wanted to do long distance, but, I knew that wasn't for me. We talked it out and we're still friends till this day. Brown seems kind of flighty though, I don't think I'd try too hard to keep being friends with her." Weasley seemed to agree. "Just don't go for any clichés. Don't say it's not you it's me, don't say you've grown apart, just say it like it is."
"Sorry Lav, but you bore me to tears and kissing you isn't exciting anymore hardly seems appropriate." I laughed and shook my head.
"No, don't say that…let's see. Lavender, I think that we are interested in different things, we just don't have much in common, and I think we should look for people we're more compatible with. May be a better option?" Weasley nodded.
"That's a better way to put it for sure! Thanks I guess Malfoy, maybe you aren't so bad." He admitted, I laughed lightly.
"That's high praise coming from you." We finished out our rounds talking about different ways the conversation with Lavender could go, and soon found ourselves back at the Great Hall. Weasley bid me an awkward goodnight before heading off up the stairs. I stood where I was giving him a head start and then ascended the stairs too, I took the shortcut that would lead me to the Room and found myself pacing and thinking 'pasta monster' in no time. Hermione was already there, her nose in a book, so enthralled she didn't notice me enter. I smirked and prowled toward her, plucking the book from her hands and tossing it onto the table. "And here I was hoping that you would be waiting for me, almost insane with desire." She smirked and shifted so she was facing me.
"I was doing that and it got a little out of control." She grinned saucily and lifted her skirt a bit revealing that she wasn't wearing underwear. My mind went crazy at the thought.
"Well I suppose you've no need for me then." I shrugged letting my hands slide down my body to rest on my belt. I slowly untucked my shirt and shrugged off my robes.
"I wouldn't say that. You've got quite a bit more skill with your fingers than I have." I quirked an eyebrow and drew in a deep breath fighting back the mental image that was forming.
"Is that so? Maybe you could show me and I'll give you some pointers?" She flushed a little, biting her lip. To my surprise she leant over the couch and grabbed my tie, pulling me around the couch and pushing me to sit on the table in front of her. My mouth went a little dry as she placed her feet on either side of me on the table and slid her skirt up and out of the way. My hands went to her ankles where my thumbs worked in small circles over her calves. She eyes me for a moment before her hands slid down to touch herself. I felt my favourite appendage jump a little. Her hands were a little uncertain, but she seemed to have been paying attention to what my hands did when they were on her body. I was getting breathless watching her, our breathing speeding up together. Before she could climax she stopped and refocused on me.
"Your turn," She uttered breathily. Her eyes slid down my body. I shifted so her feet rested lightly on my things and obliged. I slowly pushed open the buckle on my belt, and gingerly undid the button on my pants before sliding the zipper down with a satisfying noise. I shifted my boxers down and my length burst free. I watched Hermione watching me and slowly brought my hand to touch the base. My hand worked in a practiced fashion and I took in Hermione's reaction. I used my other hand to cast a charm between us. I let go of myself and stood, bringing Hermione with me. I walked until I pushed her against the wall and ravaged her mouth with mine. Her fingers delved into my hair and I brought her legs up to encircle my waist and sunk into her. She made a deep humming noise and drove me wild with it, I pumped in harder. I bit and sucked at her neck while her hand pulled ferociously at my hair, one of her hands eventually finding its way under my shirt and digging into my back. With one arm keeping her afloat I brought my other hand between us and pressed my thumb against her, swirling it and listening to her lose control. Her nails dug in sharp as she quivered around me and I went still finding my release. Her legs fell limply to the ground and I held her steady as we caught our breaths. I pulled back looking at her neck, which was starting to bruise and had some broken skin on it.
"Sorry about that." I indicated her neck and she brought her hand to touch it. She shrugged.
"The rest of this school year is going to be very interesting." She declared. I laughed and agreed.
"I'm finding it difficult to keep my hands to myself whenever we are remotely close to each other." I confessed. She nodded.
"I've been wet all day." I drew in a sharp breath.
"Don't tell me that. I can't disguise my arousal quite as easily as you can." She laughed agreeing with me.
"I hope we're out of this manic sexual period by summer. The Weasley household is way too full for us to do anything there." I nodded. While I didn't hope for the honeymoon phase to be over, getting hard over Hermione all the time would be an inconvenience. I lifted her back up and carried us off the bathroom, drawing off our clothes as we went. After round two in the shower, and discovering bloody claw marks on my back, we were back on the couch. I had one arm wrapped around Hermione and the other was reading a new book I had ordered on attachment magic. This one had so far contained little new information, but I read carefully anyway in case there might be something to learn. Hermione was reading a book on dreams and the only sound beyond page flicking was that of the fire crackling. Hermine soon sighed and closed the book, putting it on the table and curling into my side. I marked my place in the book I was reading and laid it aside to look at her.
"What's on your mind love?"
"You," She answered honestly. We haven't actually talked much since Friday, how're you feeling?" She asked. I grinned and tilted her chin up capturing her up in a soft, slow kiss.
"I feel like a new person; like I've got so much more to fight for now. I really, really love you Hermione. After our first night together I sat and watched you sleeping against me and just felt something I've never felt before - like suddenly you were a more real part of me, one that I never want to lose. I've never needed anything more than I need you. Not even sexually, even if we just sat here holding hands I need that, you know?" I felt her nod against me.
"I felt like I would feel weird, or unsure after losing my virginity, but, I just felt right. I feel like I can't even remember a time when you weren't important to me. Like the past just faded out and we were here." She settled heavier into my side. "It's crazy to me that we used to hate each other." I nodded.
"I guess fate knew better." She nodded and laid her head against me.
"I think I like this part just as much as the actual sex. I feel so relaxed, and so safe here with you." While I slightly disagreed I couldn't say this wasn't nice too.
"We're going to be worn out by the end of this week." I laughed. She agreed. And I was right. By the time Friday rolled around all I wanted to do was sleep. I had been foregoing lunches for noon romps with Hermione wherever we could manage; I was starting to feel a little bit like Justin and Hannah. Nights were spent pleasuring each other into the early hours and that morning I hardly had the energy to get it up. Arriving at the Room that night before Hermione I slid into a pair of sweatpants and flopped onto the bed. I must have fallen asleep, because I was awoken by Hermione laying her body partially on top of mine. My eyes blinked open and I fought the groan that wanted to rip from me. Instead I rolled over and slid Hermine onto my chest catching her up in a quick kiss.
"I'm absolutely exhausted." She sighed. I noted that she had put on pajamas too before interrupting my sleep. "I didn't mean to wake you." I shrugged and held her a little closer to me.
"Would you be upset if we just slept tonight, I'm out of steam." She chuckled and nodded her head against me. We quickly crawled under the covers and situated ourselves into a spooning cuddle. A sharp burn on our hands indicated an attachment and I groaned. Hermione sighed and inspected our hands.
"I don't know what this is; I'm too tired, let's deal with this in the morning." I agreed and happily let my eyes shut. Before I had time to even relax fully I was asleep again.
Hermione, Potter, Weasley and I all stood in a forest around a stump that had a locket lying on it. The other three were all casting magic at it trying to destroy it, but I knew that wouldn't work. I let them try for a bit before raising a hand and getting them to stop. I picked up the locket and could hear it whispering. "This is no ordinary enchanted locket guys, this has a piece of you-know-who's soul in it. Destroying something this dark is going to take either something equally dark, or equally powerful. The other fun thing about this is that it will probably be able to screw with our emotions. Come listen to this." I let the others press their ears to the locket one by one, you had to listen closely, but, you could tell it was whispering. "No one wears this locket for more than eight hours, and never sleep with it on. If it wasn't so valuable I would say we hide it somewhere and pick it up when we have a means of destroying it, but that's too risky." Harry held his hand out and put the locket around his neck.
"I'll take first watch here. Hermione is there anything else we can do for Ron?" He asked, I noticed then that Weasley looked a little peaky and had a sling on. She shook her head.
"I've done all that I can for a Splinch. Ron, why don't you go ahead and rest, we'll try to come up with what to do next."
"Why don't you go lie down too Hermione, that healing has taken it out of you." I gently laid my hand on the side of her face and brushed the dark circles under her eyes. She looked about to argue but I shook my head. She pouted but gave in.
"Come on Ron, let's go." They disappeared into the tent and Potter and I set about making a fire and ensuring are protective spells were properly in place. Eventually we sat next to each by the fire.
"Well Potter, one horcrux located we've got to be happy about that." He attempted a smile.
"Nothing seems very happy at the minute." He laid his chin against his drawn up knees and sighed.
"We've got this Harry, you need to believe that. If you give up then there's no point." He nodded.
"What do you reckon we can use to destroy this thing?" He asked. I shrugged and thought back over what I knew of dark artifacts. I had never dealt with something quite so dark before.
"Something this dark as I said will need something else horrible, or something else as powerful." The thought of more powerful hit my brain and I had a realization. "Actually I think I've got it!"
AN: Hola my lovelies! Uhm I don't have much to say about this chappie. I like it. Hopefully you did too. Are ya'll okay with the descriptions of the sexual encounters? I could bump it back or maybe up? LOLOL lemme know! I think the next chapter is going to be a bit more about the plot line rather than just Draco and Hermione getting it on. Hahah! I don't think I have any silly anecdotes from writing this chapter.
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