Recap of Chapter 24

When the tears eventually stopped Hermione pulled back from Draco's chest enough to look at him in wonder. 'Is that what it's like every time?' He shook his head, 'no. The closest I've experienced to that was this morning, with you. What just happened was the most intense orgasm of my life, Hermione. That's what you made you cry, the intensity of the release,' he explained softly, cradling her cheek in his hand. 'So you don't think I'm weird for doing that?' She asked hesitantly. He gave her the sweetest smile she'd ever seen and kissed her forehead, 'no, I think you're amazing. Now sleep a little before dinner, you need it.'

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Chapter 25

The Lady of Avalon ate sparingly of the meal laid before her in the feasting hall. She listened with half an ear to her druid companion as she sipped nettle soup and swallowed mouthfuls of buttered bannock bread. Without warning the fire in the great hearth and the torches on the walls flared rose gold, the flames stretching strong and true. Silence fell over the assembled company. The Lady smiled to herself, Bryony's daughter had taken the first steps in binding with her twin flame. Her magic was strong, but she must be prevented from harnessing any more of her sexual power before the ritual. The Lady set her mind to work.

The tap at the window broke Draco's reverie and he eased himself out of the bed, trying not to wake Hermione as he did so. She moaned at the loss of warmth and slowly came to as the draught from the open window chilled her skin. Draco removed the letter from the owl's leg and closed the window, the poor thing needed to stay and rest, it looked exhausted. He motioned to the bowl of owl treats and conjured fresh water in the adjacent dish. When he turned back to the bed his breath hitched at the sight of Hermione lying there. The bedclothes were strewn low over her hips as she propped herself up on her elbow, watching him.

'That's Harry's owl, Flora' she said, puzzled. He nodded and handed the letter over, it was addressed to her. 'How did she know to find me here I wonder?' Draco didn't answer, unable to look away from her bare breasts, their rosy nipples pebbled in the cold air. He reached out to caress them and she dropped the parchment, arching under his touch. He moved to straddle her and lowered his head to place wet, open-mouthed kisses over her right breast as his hand continued to caress her left. She was so damn responsive! The soft moans, the way her fingers ran through his hair and her hips bucked underneath him – she filled his senses and he couldn't get enough. The rushed groping he'd shared with Pansy in hidden corners had done little for him and now he realised why, he simply hadn't been attracted to her. Pansy wasn't in the same league as Hermione, not by a long shot.

'Come under the covers, it's cold,' she said softly, pulling his head up to her for a kiss. Does she have any idea how sexy she is? Merlin, she's beautiful, and her tits! She's so fucking beautiful. He moved to comply and settled them so that they lay on their sides facing each other then he moved down to continue his worship of her truly divine flesh. There was a momentary vision in his head of them lying together like this, but with a newborn baby in between them suckling her, a few drops of precious creamy milk escaping from her other breast. A moment later the image was gone but the memory of his heart swelling with love remained. Then Hermione's hand dug into his shoulder as she gasped his name and all thoughts were driven from his mind.

The parchment crackled as she squirmed and her eyes flew open, still hazy with desire but the spell was broken. 'Draco, the letter, there might be something wrong with Harry,' she said worriedly. He groaned, bloody Potter had a rotten sense of timing! Reluctantly he pulled back from her a couple of centimetres and retrieved the missive, handing it to her. Hermione quickly broke the seal and unrolled it to read.

Hermione,

I had an odd dream about you last night, you were standing in a stone circle and it wasn't a usual dream, more of a vision really. Do you know anything about a holly leaf tattoo suddenly appearing on my wrist this morning?!

Can we arrange to meet and talk in person? I feel like this is something big. I can come to Hogwarts or Hogsmeade any evening after 7pm, just let me know what day.

Your brother,

Harry.

'Brother?' Draco queried, unashamedly reading the note alongside her.

'Yes, nosey parker, I'm his sister. It's a long story,' she replied. He said nothing, just continued to look at her expectantly. 'You want more?' She raised her eyebrows and he nodded in confirmation. Draco felt an urgent need to know the full details, were they really related? It didn't seem credible, his parents were Lily and James Potter, hers a dryad and a druid – how could they possibly be siblings?

'Well, you know that Harry, Ron and I spent a long time on the run, hunting for horcruxes? At one point Ron left us,' her voice fell and her eyes were full of sadness. Draco burned with anger, how could stupid Weasel King leave her like that? Such an action was selfish and cruel. A small voice in the back of his mind tried to remind him that he had often acted that way himself, but he quashed it.

'Harry and I, we felt so alone and abandoned. Both of us were orphans and our best friend had left us, we only had each other and we desperately wanted to belong, to belong to a family and to each other. So we did a blood bonding spell one night.' Holding up her hand Hermione showed him a faint line running down her right palm, 'he has a matching scar on his palm. We shared our blood and now Harry is the only family I have,' she said softly.

'You have me,' the words were out before he could catch them and they looked at each other in surprise before they both blushed conspicuously. A moment later Draco cleared his throat, 'so Potter now has dryad blood in him.' Hermione blinked in surprise, why had this not occurred to her before now?

'Oh. Ooooooh. I really do need to talk to him,' she murmured.

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