I know. You all hate me for taking so long. I'm very sorry! I am at my Grandma's until I can move into my dorm on Sept. 5th...and she has no wireless internet...so I haven't been able to do anything except the limited internet I have on my phone! This chapter is short, but I hope you enjoy it! I tried really hard to post something tonight, and I hope you appreciate it! As always, Cecily, you are a wonderful girl and my new Beta! She's actually my main Beta now, so she'll be helping Beta for the rest of my stories as well. :) 3 No review reply tonight, since I want to upload so so so so so bad! Next time, I def will so keep reviewing! 3 :)
Draco's rough hands roamed over Hermione's trembling body. Sweat glistened on each of them as their bodies explored each other slowly and carefully in the hot sun of the island. Cool water lapped at the shoreline, much like Draco's tongue licked and lapped at Hermione's core lazily but skillfully. Hermione's hair was a halo around her flushed face, her eyes tightly closed as pleasure overwhelmed her petite frame. Draco's hand pinched at her erect rosebuds as he glided up her body. His face shone with her juices, and she pulled him down for a wet kiss of passion. She felt his hard length nudge against her thighs, and she trembled with anticipation. She nipped up his neck, her tongue tasting his sweat as she progressed towards the shell of his ear. She sucked his lobe into her mouth, biting gently before releasing him. Draco groaned, his hand at the apex of her thighs, teasing her to a wild frenzy. It felt as though the entire island shook along with her body as pleasure continued to coarse through her as molten lava.
Hermione slowly woke up, and as she did, she realized the shaking wasn't of pleasure, but of someone's hand shaking her shoulder softly. Hermione moaned in disappointment, feeling feverish from the intensity of her dream.
"Hermione." The gentle voice called to her.
Hermione's eyes fluttered open to reveal Luna Lovegood standing at the edge of the bed. She pulled Draco's sheets tighter around her body shyly.
"Luna? What are you doing here?" Hermione asked, stifling a yawn.
Luna smiled down at Hermione in her own peculiar way, "I volunteer for Madam Pomfrey, and she asked me to come fetch you. I believe it's regarding Draco Malfoy's current state...although it could be about the way her hair greyed at an early age due to stress. It happens sometimes, perhaps you shouldn't work so hard, Hermione."
But Hermione had only heard the part about Draco. Her heart leapt for joy at finding herself finally being called to his side. "Is he alright?" She quickly asked; wiggling off the bed carefully with the sheet wrapped around her.
Luna's head cocked to the side, "Is who alright?"
"Draco!" Hermione exclaimed while rummaging in his drawers for something to wear.
Luna nodded, "He's conscious now. His father left a little bit ago. They got into a bit of a disagreement…"
A disagreement? Over what? Hermione thought, but she smiled brightly at Luna over her shoulder.
She pulled out Draco's grey sweatpants and his green Quidditch jersey. Her teeth held onto the sheet as she pulled his clothes onto her body underneath the sheet, nearly losing her balance and falling over.
"Did you know he sings?" Luna asked, turning her back to let Hermione dress more carefully.
Hermione paused in her actions, "He sang for you?" Hermione was quite stunned; she had to practically beg for him to sing at night for him to do so. She was also a bit miffed, she thought she was the only one he did such a thing for…
Luna shook her head, causing her hair to swish back and forth quickly. "No, he sang a bit in his sleep. Sometimes, he seems much more sensitive than he lets on."
Hermione nodded, her eyes clouding. "Yes, I agree." She finished pulling on the pants, and proceeded to yanking on the jersey over her wild hair.
"He's an old soul, that one." Luna murmured dreamily. "One with silver eyes that pierce your soul."
Hermione narrowed her eyes at Luna at the dreamy tone, Luna continued, "If he wasn't so nasty all the time, he would be quite attractive."
"He already is attractive, and he's nasty on purpose to push people away." Hermione snapped, jealousy creeping into her voice. She violently jerked on the jersey, straightening it roughly.
Luna turned; her eyes alight with mischief and her soft laughter melodic in the silence. Hermione blushed, feeling ashamed for snapping at Luna.
Luna walked towards the door, "I was surprised to find you in his bed, and not your own." She commented airily.
Hermione stiffened slightly, "Yes, well…"
"I shouldn't have been, of course." Luna smiled.
"Why's that?" Hermione asked hesitantly.
Luna's dainty lips quirked, rising into a small smirk, "he's said your name several times when drifting in unconsciousness. Madam Pomfrey was quite shocked, but Professor Snape wasn't-surprisingly."
Hermione's heart nearly stopped, and then started again with exuberance-fluttering as fast as a beating hummingbird's wings. "Oh?" She croaked, failing to manage any other words.
"He might even be in love with you." Luna added easily. "Although love is such a mystery to us all, it calls to each person's heart with a fervent desire."
Hermione listened to Luna carefully, her mind whirling as that single word continued to dance across her eyes. Love. Draco Malfoy might even be in love with her, Hermione Granger. Of course, she knew that he enjoyed her kisses and nearly worshipped her body. She knew that he cared deeply for her, and was risking nearly everything in order to be with her, but…love? She chewed on her bottom lip nervously as they continued their walk to the Hospital Wing.
"Today, I caught glimpses of him at breakfast, and he had such a longing on his face as he stared after you. At first I thought I was wrong, since he only had that raptured look for a fleeting second…but I don't think so, not anymore." Luna continued, oblivious to Hermione's nervousness.
Hermione wanted to urge Luna on, and shut her up at the same time. If someone else found out about her and Draco, it would only take so long until everyone at Hogwarts would know and then Draco's father. Hermione sighed, putting her hair up in a messy bun quickly as they walked.
"Hermione?" Luna drew her attention.
Hermione looked at Luna, "Hmmm?" Hermione steeled herself for the question that would inevitably follow, asking if Hermione loved Draco.
"Do you believe in nurgles?" Luna asked curiously. "They're real, you know. They like to hide, is all. Life is very great game to them."
Hermione nearly stopped in her tracks, not expecting that at all. "I don't know, Luna. I haven't read any factual information about them in all the books I've read…"
"Just because something isn't logical, and you can't see it, doesn't mean that it doesn't exist." Luna wisely stated.
Hermione was shocked at the truth in Luna's words. She suspected that although Luna spoke in random patters often, that Luna secretly was wise beyond her years. How had Luna phrased it? An old soul, yes that was right. Hermione nodded to herself, Luna was another old soul.
They had reached the Hospital Wing, and Hermione had to restrain herself from running across the room as she caught a glimpse of Draco lying on a cot with a scowl on his face. He was shirtless, white bandages wrapped around his abdomen and head. He appeared so weak, but his voice was anything but. He was arguing with Madam Pomfrey about something, causing his handsome features to twist up in annoyance. Hermione nearly chuckled at the sight as Madam Pomfrey sighed loudly and set down a steaming mug on the counter on his bedside.
Hermione could hear them as she grew closer. Draco hadn't yet noticed her.
"It will help make you well." The old nurse huffed, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
Draco shook his head stubbornly, "It'll kill me. It tastes like goblin piss."
"You need to drink it!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air.
Draco's lips were set in a grim line. "I refuse." His voice rang out in the hall, set in steel.
Madam Pomfrey fixed him with a glare before turning on her heel, leaving the offending drink on the bedside table. Draco grimaced as he looked towards the mug. He pushed it farther on the table with one finger, and then wiped his hand on the off-white sheets crumpled over him.
Hermione couldn't help but laugh, and Draco's head snapped to the side to see her. His face lit up, a smirk spreading out on his lips. He was quite pleased to see her in his clothing. His Quidditch jersey complimented her nicely. Hermione pulled the dainty white curtains closed around his cot, and then quickly strode to his side, sitting on the side of his bed carefully.
"Come here." Draco murmured, his hands creeping up the small of her back and thigh.
Hermione leaned down, kissing him carefully. Draco growled low in his throat, voicing his disapproval.
Hermione sighed, "I don't want to hurt you." Her hand gently caressed his bandaged head.
"Then kiss me like you've been worried sick over me." He murmured, smiling softly. His lips rubbed against hers temptingly.
Hermione recaptured his lips, earning a small groan from Draco as her tongue ran across his bottom lips swiftly. His lips parted, his tongue lashing out to twist and dance with hers. Draco's hands pulled at her, urging her to lie alongside him. Hermione didn't hesitate, letting her body overrule her mind at this point. She stretched out beside him carefully, rubbing her body against his enticingly. Draco cursed the small cot and lack of total privacy as he felt Hermione's breasts rub against him through the fabric of his jersey. Hermione felt one of his hands gently squeeze her bum, kneading roughly as his mouth continued to dominate hers. She arched her back, pushing out her bum to his hand to encourage him. Her hand trailed down his bandaged chest carefully, and under the sheet to stroke his length through the fabric of his school trousers. Draco moaned in appreciation, his hips slightly bucking. He bit down on Hermione's full bottom lip, pulling on it with his teeth. Hermione felt fire consume her body as she continued to undulate against Draco's hard body. It had only been a couple hours since they last held each other, but it seemed like it had been weeks. She craved him, very much so. All she wanted right now was a stable surface, privacy and all the time in the world to kiss every inch of his delectable body…
A loud cough sounded from beside them, and each of them jumped slightly. Hermione rolled off the cot, landing in a disheveled heap on the floor. Draco bit back a curse as he glared at the dainty girl. Luna stood there, watching Hermione carefully.
"It seems my suspicions were right when I didn't hear any talking coming from you two." Luna commented.
Luna's constant smile was getting on Draco's nerves. He was frustrated, tired, and aching-in more places than before Hermione's visit-and he had just about enough of all the pleasantries. Just as he was about to snap at Luna with a detailed answer to how utterly lonely and sexually frustrated she must be to be spying on him and Hermione, Hermione quickly stood and covered his mouth. Draco glared at Hermione, her hand muffling his words.
"You really should drink that." Luna nodded towards the still steaming mug. "It will take away the pain that will soon return."
Draco was about to tell where, exactly, Luna could put the mug and its contents when Hermione spoke up, "Draco, I really don't want to see you in pain. Could you drink it? Please?"
Luna watched, amused, as Draco opened and closed his mouth repeatedly like a fish out of water. Hermione softly stroked his hair back from his forehead. Draco sighed, "Fine." He held out his hand, and Luna quickly placed the mug in it.
Draco lifted the mug to his lips, and took a large gulp of the potion. He began sputtering as the liquid assaulted his taste buds. He pushed the mug back towards Luna, a distorted grimace on his face. "That's utterly vile."
Hermione held back her laughter as she watched Draco pout. "Just drink a little more, it'll help you." She coaxed softly.
Draco shook his head, crossing his arms. "No."
Hermione gently kissed the corner of his mouth, "Please." She whispered sweetly against his lips.
Draco turned his lips to hers, kissing her softly. He pulled away a minute later, "Fine. But only a little more." He muttered darkly, daring Luna to mock him.
But Luna just handed back the mug, her serene smile still in place. Draco once again lifted the mug to his lips, quickly chugging down half of it. He slammed the cup onto the counter, his face scrunched up in disgust.
"I think I'm going to puke." He mumbled, leaning back against the cot tiredly.
Luna studied him, and then shook her head, "I don't think so."
Draco's eyes narrowed into dangerous glints of silver. "I think I'd like to go back to my room."
Luna shrugged, "I'll go consult Madam Pomfrey."
"Just send her in, I'll ask her." Draco smiled evilly.
Hermione shook her head at him, and lay against his side. She snuggled into him, sighing softly. "You're going to infuriate her until she gives in, aren't you?" Hermione asked once Luna had left them.
Draco nodded, "Yes."
When Hermione didn't respond, Draco added, "Aren't you going to scold me or something?"
"No. You know better, you just like to do the bad thing anyway." Hermione yawned.
Draco frowned, "Yes, but aren't you going to try and fix me?"
Hermione shook her head, "You don't need fixing. You already know what you should do, all that's left is for you to actually do it."
Draco thought about this and shrugged, "What if I don't do it?"
Hermione looked up at him through her lashes, "I'd be disappointed."
Draco sighed, "What am I going to do with you, Hermione? Honestly. You deserve so much…more. More good, more respect, more purity, more of everything that's good in the world."
Hermione smiled sadly, "I just need you."
Draco's throat tightened at the small declaration from Hermione. He was entirely lost without her, and he wasn't sure she knew it yet. Draco kissed the top of her head, "As I need you."
The whispered words traveled through Hermione's heart, and echoed in her head. She hummed the song he sang her the other night softly, reveling in the feeling of being needed by Draco Malfoy.
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