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I found this really amazing video of a Dramione version of 'Crazy in love' from Fifty Shades of Grey. Everyone should definitely have a look at it! Hope you all like this chapter too :) Also, ahem look out for the curvy lines ahead! Not for the younger eyes!

And a long author's note about future updates and my love for you all at the end. Please do read even if you are a new reader/follower of this story!

The red haired Mrs Potter was losing her mind trying to drill some sense into this imbecile man in front of her.

"Are you even listening to what your stupid mouth is spewing Malfoy? It's not even making any sense. Some shit logic you have there!" She said finally heaving her heavy self off the armchair that she was sitting on. She could not believe how absolutely infuriating and dumb men could be when it came to accepting their feelings!

"Stupid pregnancy hormones. Merlin, Harry was right." Draco murmured facing the window.

"What did you say?!" with that her famous Bat-Bogey Hex came flying at a livid Draco Malfoy in the Potter's drawing room at 12, Grimmauld Place.

Draco was feeling weird creatures move grow within his nose. He knew she was an expert with the nasty charm but didn't know she would actually hex him with it! "Okay! Fine! I'll listen to you! I promise. STOP THIS!" He managed to spit out before anything came flying out of his nose. Ginny looked like she considered what he said for a moment and then said the reverse incantation to the spell.

Once Draco stopped panicking and was sure everything was normal with and within his nose, he looked at her with a crazed expression. "Sit down Malfoy. We need to talk." Not even the Chosen One had ever protested when his wife took that tone, so who was Malfoy to deny her what she wanted.

"Do you or do you not have feelings for Hermione? Do not lie. Just answer the truth. I won't tell her. I can swear it if you want."

Her hormones really were driving her crazy, from the hex throwing madwoman, she was back to being a soft spoken best friend.

"I don't know." Draco answered truthfully. When he saw Ginny's expression, he knew it was better he explained himself before another curse came flying his way.

"I really don't know Ginny. There have been times that I have felt things for her that I have never felt for anyone else. Simple things even. Some things about her really fascinate me while others continue to surprise me even though she is still the same bookworm and stickler for rules that she was back in Hogwarts. I am attracted to her, but my feelings for her are beyond the attraction, but I don't know Ginny. I really don't."

Ginny mellowed down a little after she saw how disheartened he looked. There was something that was still nagging him, she was sure of it, because of how he spoke of Hermione and how he behaved around her was definitely not something one wasn't sure of.

"You love her" Ginny stated. "No, I.." he began before he was interrupted. "I am not asking you Draco. I know it. I might not be your best buddy, but I am not an unobservant idiot like most you men seem to be nowadays. Do you know how long it took for Harry to accept his feelings when I was willing to die for him?"

At her last sentence, Draco looked at her with a questioning stare. "It took him years and Hermione might not have jumped at the chance to take an Avada for you, but she has done a lot of things for you in her own way. A lot of it already."

Ginny moved to sit back. Her feet were swollen and she had spent a lot of time shopping with Hermione. She looked around for a bottle of water when Draco passed her one. She was mildly impressed with his thoughtfulness and perceptiveness. She didn't know whether this side of his existed before and was dulled with the bigotry instilled in him or was it something that had found its way after he had started being around Hermione.

"See Draco, all I can say is that she heard all that. And I don't have to tell you how hurt Hermione must have been. You both wear your scars proudly, are independent and all, but sometimes it's good to have someone to fall back on. Friends are there, but to be able to open your soul to someone else is different altogether. I can't dictate what you say or do, but I know that you mean a lot to each other so don't throw it out of the window with some twisted sense of self-preservation. Just think about what all you might be losing out on."

Draco let the words seep in. What all he might lose out. The thought was dark and full of despair. He knew he had a lot of responsibilities and had no scope of mucking up things, but it was hardly the reason to not have Hermione in his life. He was happy to have her around, even if he wasn't the person she turned to in the darkest of her times. With her, he was happy simply existing. She drove him up the wall with her know-it-all attitude, vexed him with her comebacks, endeared him with her coy glances and blushes and crazed him with her moans when she sighed in his arms. She was everything and so much more that he could ever wish for.

He loved her.

The cat was out of the bag and duly accepted.

"You are right. I love her, okay? But she doesn't deserve a man who can't tell her that every day! As 'normal' as you may think I am, I am screwed up in my head, alright? I am still learning how to empathize and show sympathy! I am still learning how to accept love let alone give it out. Do you really want your best friend to be with such a man?"

Ginny felt her heart clench at the sight. Before her no more stood the proud Malfoy heir, but a heartbroken man who was drowning in despair by the second.

"Draco?"

He looked up.

"Hermione doesn't need a man who will shower her with love and attention all day or every day. McLaggen does it enough and she loathes him." He smiled lightly at her attempt at a sad joke.

"She would want a man who is simply there for her. Someone who believes in her rather than who believes in a frivolous show of affection. She has everything she could possibly want. The only thing is that she needs someone who understands her inane need to learn about things, her crazy motivation to help everyone and someone who might not support her causes but would be there for her through thick and thin. Ron helped her with all her causes you know? Everyone expected them to be married soon. You know why it never worked out between them?"

Draco nodded a no.

"Ron tried very hard. He supported her with all her causes. Brought in all the help that he could muster. Talked to contacts, found research material, everything. But you know what he lacked? He was trying to make her happy, but he didn't understand why all this made her happy. She doesn't need another friend trying to help her. She has plenty of those and she is one-third of the Trio for Merlin's sake, of course, people listen to her! We all have always supported her the best we could but honestly, none of us have been able to keep up with that crazy brain of hers. All until she met you. You might not admit it Draco Malfoy but you have long since redeemed the Malfoy name, so now all the philanthropic attempts you make at potions are basically your passion. You like it. Exactly like her but in a twisted manner."

"I was trying to clear my conscience, Ginny. Nothing else."

"Now, were you? Then how do you explain cancer ridding potions that you have been trying to make? Hermione told me about them and cancer isn't even a disease in the wizarding world!"

Draco decided to stay silent. Maybe Ginny was right. He liked working on these projects. They gave him a thrill, a sense of direction and joy.

Twenty minutes later, a very haggard looking Draco emerged from behind the closed doors. He found two very startled looking wizards trying to eavesdrop on them with the Weasley's Extendable Ears. "She will kill you." was all he said before he left through the front door in a hurry. Ginny followed only to find her husband and a flustered looking Blaise trying to hide something behind them.

"Don't look so scared. I know you guys heard nothing. I am their sister, remember?" She looked surprisingly smug and happy for a tired pregnant witch.

"You sure she didn't actually beat him up or sit on him to torture him?" Blaise asked and Harry shrugged in response.

"Nah. I just hexed him." she casually said as she crossed them to go upstairs. Both men moved aside in a jiffy, neither wanted to be her next victim.

Hermione was a mess. Butterbeer was constantly meowing and purring to soothe her but she had come into the house and was now crying herself to the ground while sitting next to the sofa. She looked only half as miserable as she felt.

She had lost count of how long she had spent like this. She was just glad that at least nobody had followed her back. She knew she would not have been able to face anybody.
Finally, when she had thought she found someone who not only cared for her but actually understood her, he had to go and blow it up in her face. He had just used the chemistry between them as an excuse. That bastard!

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. She almost screamed at the person to go away when she realized that all her friends would Floo in or simply get through the wards, so this might be someone from the Ministry or a muggle neighbour. She somehow dragged herself across the floor and managed to reach the door. Before she could haul herself up to open it, she saw that a piece of card had been slipped under the door.

She curiously picked it up and saw that it was blank on both the sides. Whoever had left it must be playing a prank, she thought. Her life was but a joke, after all.

Suddenly, black lines started appearing on the card. She sniffled her nose and wiped the tears away to get a clearer look. Words started forming on the card.

I don't think you want to meet anyone right now. So I thought we can talk like this?

Hermione was intrigued. Who was this person? She wanted to yank the door open to see this mystery person, but then her mind cautioned her that what if it was the blonde haired bastard? Some part of her was longing for it to be him, the other hoped all forms of curses upon him. New words began to form on the piece of paper. She got up to find a quill to write.

You don't have to write back anything if you don't want to. Just hear me out? Please?

So it was him. She gulped down her tears that were threatening to fall again and found herself in a dilemma as to listen to him or not. She endlessly chewed on her lower lip to the point of bleeding. She hovered the quill on the reverse side many times before pulling back. After a few more messages appeared, pleading to her, she wrote back a single word.

Fine.

This was met with another single word reply.

Sorry.

Then new words started to form and it was like he was writing endlessly. As she read on, new words started appearing. This was like the two-way writing spells they used to talk in class while at Hogwarts. Parvati and Lavender used to use it all the time for gossiping in between lessons.

I am scared. What I said to Blaise was shit. It was wrong and full of lies, okay? I know it must be terribly hard for you to trust me after years of disrespect and bigotry that you have received from me. But what all he said scared me because he was very close to the truth Hermione. And everything I believed in has been taken away from me in the past few years. Everything. These materialistic things matter no more and I only have my Mother with me.

I am scared of a broken heart because I can bear the pain, but I don't know how will my Mother live to see me suffer that pain. I don't even now if you are understanding what am I trying to say to you. Just know that Blaise was right and I simply did what I do the best, became a coward and I lied.

Hermione's chest felt heavy with unshed tears. But this time, the tears were for this beautiful remarkable man who always belittled himself. She knew by now that the Malfoy pride was just a facade and he blamed himself for a lot of things he had no control over. She had long forgiven him for the past and so had the world. Now nobody saw him as an ex-Death Eater. Everyone remembered him as the greatest potion master of their time. But did he believe in all this? No.

You are not a coward.

You are not a coward for rejecting what you feel Draco. Because we Gryffindors are no better at it, and we are known for our courage! But if you believe that you don't deserve all these things that are scaring you right now, then you are not a true Slytherin. A true Slytherin knows their worth. And they are cunning enough to get what they want, no matter what.

Hermione heard him stir outside the door. It sounded like he had been sitting on the floor leaning against the door, exactly how she was sitting. Once she was sure he had stood up, she moved to open the door.

She opened the door quietly with her gaze to the ground. She coyly looked up at him to find Draco Malfoy looking disheveled look as if a bulldozer ran over him with a maniac wide grin that spread across his face as he saw her.

He wasted no time and before you could say kiss, he cupped her face with his hands and was kissing her like a dying man. He cradled her neck with one hand and ran his other hand through her curly mane while she returned the ardour with equal fervour. She moved into his embrace and had her hands in his blonde locks, pulling him in for the kiss.

They moved inside and Draco shut the door behind him with a swift kick. Then he turned Hermione's back to face the door and the next thing she knew, her back was slammed against the door while Draco ravished her. He nipped at her lower lip as his tongue found its way into her mouth as she moaned at the delightful feeling he ignited in her. Her insides were on fire as she felt Draco plunge his tongue into her mouth and rolling it inside as a reminder of what he wished to do to her in a while.

"And if you haven't figured it out yet, I love you Hermione Jean Granger." he said suddenly stopping and looking at her with an intense gaze as if that way he could reach her soul through her eyes. She looked back at him, right into his silver eyes and into the heart that might appear cold as ice, but was full of so much concern and love secretly; a heart that was purely Draco Malfoy.

She almost leaped into his arms and kissed him back with renewed passion. She broke apart panting as she peppered him with soft kisses on his nose, then his jaw, then his neck and finally his earlobe. He had just made the biggest revelation of his life and even if Hermione did not return the extent of his feelings, she was clearly happy about it, He could feel his heart hammering in his chest with the adrenaline rush. Right before she bit into his earlobe, she whispered, "As crazy as it sounds, I love you too Draco Malfoy."

Draco's mind knew nothing else. Her revelation had him scooping her up bridal style and putting her on the dining table which he cleared with a quick charm. He made her sit on it with her ankles locked behind his back. They were kissing like two mad lovers reunited after a war. For them, perhaps the war had lasted longer since their demons never left them alone, until now.

He quickly got rid of the coats that they wear wearing. She moaned as she felt his cold hands snake under her shirt. His hands made their way up to her scorching flesh and lightly grazed under her breasts. She whimpered at the touch. She could feel a pool of desire forming below her navel. This time there was something different about what they were doing. It was as savage, as raw and intimate as it could be. Yet, there was a certain tenderness about it, a certain amount of love that had ebbed its way in.

Draco grazed his hands all over her soft flesh and with an expert flick of his hand, opened her bra. Hermione had her hands in his shirt already, and as she felt her bra pop open, she left his lips alone to leave a trail of hot open mouthed kisses along his jaw and towards his chest. Both were soon panting and shirtless on the table. He looked at her with the same intensity once again that made her giggle. He looked at her flustered.

"I can't believe it still!" she smiled.

He took her in his arms and gave her a slow sensuous kiss just to make it all the more real. "But it's true, love." The endearment shot an arrow of joy through Hermione's heart. She could feel her taut nipples grazing against Draco's chest. It made both of them moan with pleasure.
He traced the curve of her neck gently with the back of his right hand until he reached her rose-tipped orbs. He grazed her sides with both his hands which made her sigh and beg for more. He teased her with more such caresses until she pleaded.

Then he took both her breasts in each hand and started kneading them as his lips crashed onto hers once more. He started playing with her nipples while Hermione grazed her nails lightly over his. He groaned into her mouth which made her smile slyly. Soon he had drifted down and took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked hard. She almost orgasmed right there.
He sucked on it and then started rolling his tongue against it. He kept sucking and teasing, finally letting go of it with a loud pop. He swiftly turned his attention to the other peak and gave it a flick with his tongue. When moaned and ground her hips against him in return, he licked it and kept flicking it as if it was her clitoris begging for his attention. Hermione was sure she would combust right then before even getting rid of her knickers!

Hermione could feel his arousal between her legs, grinding aginst her own wet core. She could feel his member pulsating even through their clothes. She wanted him to feel as good as he was making her feel so with a dazed mind, she skimmed her hands across his torso until they settled on the waistband of his pants. Draco looked up at her for a second before going back to fondling her breasts. She soon felt one of his hands slide down and rub her through the pants that she was wearing. She regretted not wearing a skirt then. Hermione knew what was on his mind, but today she wanted to tell him how special he was to her. She quickly opened the buckle of his leather belt and the fly of his pants. But before she brought them down, she rubbed him through the fabric which made him almost bite her nipple in joy.

The sent a wave of pleasure directly to her core. Both could play this game, she mused. She pushed down his trousers and was soon stroking him through his black silk boxers. Typical Malfoy, she thought, amused. He was already rock hard, but as she stroked him, she felt him grow bigger in her hands. The fact that she was the reason for such a wicked reaction made her squirm in her place. Suddenly she realised that her pants lay in a heap in the corner with his. Her knickers were still on, though, but Draco's fingers were grazing her treacherously close to her core.

She pulled down her boxers and felt the length of his grow even harder if that was possible. She moaned just from the feel of his silken pulsating cock in her hand. She grabbed his girth and started stroking him and rubbing her thumb at the weeping wet tip of his penis. He groaned and pushed her back, a little of the table. He was glad for the height of the table, which was much higher than that of a bed's.

He pushed aside her knickers and felt up her soaking wet slit. He had barely touched her there but she was already ready to take him in. The thought made him feel like a savage beast that just wanted to devour her all day and all night. He rubbed against her nether lips before finding the bud at the apex. As he rubbed her clit, she stroked him harder. Both were now kissing as if their lives depended on it.

He replaced the finger on her clit with his thumb and sunk his forefinger into her throbbing core, slowly. Hermione groaned as her entire body tensed up with the feel of his finger inside her, exploring, searching and rubbing against her g-spot. She had stopped stroking him and was now simply grazing her thumb against his tip, driving him crazy. Draco decided that he had to tease her more in return, so he slowly pushed another digit into her now leaking crevice. Her inner thighs were wet with the evidence of her arousal, the same way how Hermione's hand was now coated with his precum.

Draco was pushing in his fingers at an agonizingly slow pace. Hermione wanted more. She wanted him inside her, and so badly did she need it! But she remembered her resolve to make him feel special today. Right before he added another finger, as Hermione was expecting, Draco pulled out his fingers. Hermione sighed at the loss of touch she felt suddenly. He looked her in the eye and then licked all her juices off his fingers. Every single drop of it and then hummed in joy as if he had just tasted ambrosia. But, to him, Hermione's nectar was exactly that.

Hermione swooned at the way he licked her juices off himself, like a preening Wampus or Lion. Before he could make her anymore dizzy with desire, Hermione acted quickly and slid down the table. Draco looked at her confused at first, and then with wide eyes as she moved her head between his legs and took his aching cock in her hands. She looked up at him, directly meeting his gaze, as she gave a first shy lick to the slit on his penis. The shudder that Draco felt boosted her confidence and she felt her vixen side come alive. She kissed the tip as if making out with it and then suddenly started sucking on it lightly.

Draco was trying very hard to not hold her head and simply drive himself into her mouth again and again until he came in her mouth. She softly kissed it again, before looking at him again and taking him in her mouth. Draco had never seen such an erotic site in his life before. He had had his fair share of conquests around the world, but the sight of Hermione Granger, his Hermione Granger, on her knees in front of him, with his cock in her mouth, was otherworldly. The fact that she had crazy sex hair and her breasts & aching pussy were on display for his eyes only made any amount of self-control even more unachievable.

She soon started bobbing her head on him and was blowing him hard. He almost came many times, but he wanted to hold out as long as he could. The way she was going, he really doubted he would last long enough.

"Hermione, if you don't stop I'll cum in your mouth!" he warned with a groan.

She brazenly looked at him and said, "Then do it." as her lips wrapped around his penis once again. Draco almost came at her words, but that gave him an idea. With a lot of determination, he pushed her back and picked her up. While he was completely naked, she still had her knickers on. He took care of the fact and led them to the sofa where he lied down first and then asked Hermione to sit on her knees, hovering over him facing away from him.

Hermione was confused at first but once he adjusted them as he wanted, she understood it all. He out them in the infamous sixty-nine position! No guy had ever done it to her before especially not when she was paying so much attention to them!

Soon she felt him spread her nether lips and blow in there. She had tasted his heady musk scent which was purely Draco. Now once again, he could smell the fragrance that was completely Hermione and Hermione alone. He licked along her slit before rubbing her nub with his thumb. On the other hand, Hermione started to tremble with his explorations as she kissed his weeping cock once more.

He pried a finger into her core and took it out to taste her. Once he knew she was wet and wanton, he plunged his tongue as deep into her pussy as it would go. He pushed in and pulled out his tongue at a rhythm with his thumb that was flicking her clit. She was sucking him at the same pace which kept on increasing as their breaths started to hitch and their bodies were sweating.

She took him in completely in her mouth, as deep as she could and he plunged into her core with his tongue and licked and felt her insides. She kept on stroking and kissing his member, occasionally moaning in delight to his ministrations. He the plunged a long finger into her wet core and his tongue replaced the thumb at the clit. He kept fucking her with his finger while he sucked her clit. He could feel that he was very close to his climax and so was she if the pulsating walls of her vagina were anything to go by.

"Come for me, Hermione." He said as he sucked on her clit real hard and bit down there with his lips. Hermione screamed his name as she spasmed around his finger. Just as she went over the edge, Draco felt himself explode against her fingers and on her torso. He could see her still licking him clean. That sight was enough to be a turn on despite his climax.

After a while, both lay wrapped in each other's naked arms after a spell of Scourgify.

Right then, the Floo burst into flames and in walked two very embarrassed looking wizards, Harry and Blaise.

"My eyes!" Blaise screamed dramatically. Draco lunged for his coat that was on the floor in trying to cover some of their modesty. He summoned Hermione's coat for her and covered her up even before he covered himself.

Harry stood there with his hands covering his eyes even though he had turned away to face the Floo.

"We thought you guys had a fight, the way Ginny probably hexed you. So we wanted to make sure you had not made Hermione unhappy or anything." Harry said.

"We had no idea how happy you were making her mate. We wouldn't have come or else. So we will leave now. Ew." Blaise said as he dragged Harry back to the Floo and disappeared.

As embarrassing as it was, the two burst out laughing at their friend's reactions.

"Ginny hexed you?" Hermione asked smiling, cuddling into his arms.

"A nasty Bat-Bogey Hex she has. But don't worry, I didn't come here because she threatened me. I came because I was scared to admit that I love you, but she just made me see sense."

"So what does that make us now? Boyfriend-girlfriend? Lovers? Nemesis with benefits?"

Draco raised an eyebrow at the last one. "You'll know at the Ball, but I guess it's safe to say you are mine. I don't want any McLaggen stealing you away from me."

"Trust me McLaggen is never stealing me away from anybody. Not even from Snape if he were alive!"

"Hey! He was my Godfather you know!" he mocked fake hurt.

"No wonder you got top marks in potions."

"Hey!" Draco's pride was clearly hurt by this point.

Hermione giggled and gave him a soft kiss. "I am yours don't worry. No McLaggen or Godfather is stealing me away, but that also means you are mine, okay?"

Draco replied with another kiss that made both of them swoon as Hermione felt Draco's arousal stir up again.

(A/N)

I really hope you liked this! And this note is specially for the wonderful reviewrs! I persona;;y only read stories once they are completed because at time authors just put them on hold indefinitely and then I lose my mind like OMG NOW WHAT! So thank to all the people who have reviewed, followed and favourite the story! This was my first ever fanfic and I am truly encouraged to write more! However it all maybe not fanfic as I have a few plots based on original storylines. In case any of you feel like reading any of my other works, you can find me on Wattpad as 'thisgirlisfeisty'. I also post the artworks and relevant images that I have created for this story on Wattpad. There are all the dresses they wore, the places they visited, the important incidents that have happened, all visualised collectively on Wattpad.
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This is the second last chapter to the story. I will post the last on the 14thh as promised. I can't believe how amazing this journey has been. I know my story has a lot of typos, which irk me a lot, but I try to fix them as much as I can usually. I will edit it all out soon.

Thank you for sticking by me everyone! And WhiteSpawn this is for being amazing and understanding why exactly this misunderstanding was needed between them!And a huge thank you for such a heartfelt review since I can't leave messages to guest reviewers!
I did not want to it to seem simply lust driven and wanted to make the readers understand why they love each other as they do in this story. I love the stories with sexual chemistry but often they lose out on plotlines, but I hope I haven't let down anyone in that aspect? If I have please feel free to share!
Also, last thing, I have not forgotten about Adelia and Silvius so stay tuned for the 14th although am itching to post it sooner!

An Epilogue may or may not follow. Not sure yet.

But keep the love flowing!

A BIG THANK YOU!

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Mili