CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO : - )
As much as I hated the man, Snape was a fantastic teacher.
I knew this because Draco was currently digging through my mind, probably listening to these exact thoughts, and I couldn't feel a goddamn thing.
"Don't get cocky" I muttered as he smirked.
In fact, if it wasn't for the eye contact he had to keep with me, I wouldn't even be sure that he was in my head. My eyes strayed to his face quickly, wanting to pick up on any physical signs of strain, surely to be this good required a lot of one's magic? But there he was, looking completely normal, a bit too gorgeous for his own good.
I blushed as he smiled. I'd have to learn to control my thoughts when he was in my head, but he was magnificent when he smiled, not just smirking, but a real, genuine smile.
Again I felt the heat in my face as I blushed furiously. "What are you looking at in there anyway?" I muttered quietly as I tried to ignore his chuckling.
He shushed me and continued, his face frowning slightly, then paling completely.
"Draco?" I asked worriedly. What could be that bad?
"Is it Flint?" although he hadn't ended up raping me, I knew some of his actions were bad enough to make Draco's blood boil, hell, they still made mine boil.
"Oh god," he cringed, "Your emotions are so high even I'm attracted to Weasel-bee right now, urgh!" did he even know he was talking out loud?
"What the hell are you looking at?" I growled. My feelings for Ron back in school were so pathetic that they humiliated me. I was infatuated, which made me easy in a way. Whenever he wanted his homework done, I'd do it, whenever he wanted to skip a class, I'd cover. There were some things I just wanted to forget.
His fists were clenched and his jaw set, as if he were about to start a physical fight with someone. What the hell had gotten into him?
"On the floor, how classy" he snapped now.
My eyes widened with the realisation of which Weasley he had been referring to and I turned my head away, immediately severing the bond he had created with my mind.
He didn't complain about being pushed back from my mind, he didn't say anything at all actually. He was shaking from rage though, his face looked absolutely murderous; but then… I felt murderous too.
I slapped him, fair across the face.
"How dare you" I yelled, "You had no right Draco!"
"No right? You're my girlfriend" he snapped, grabbing my arms and looking me dead in the face. I looked away, unsure as to whether or not he was invading my mind again.
"So? Everyone comes with a past Draco. Feel fortunate mine only comes with two guys in it! I'd hate to see your history!" I shot back.
"Yes, but you don't have to see the women I've been with every single day! You don't have to watch me laugh with them and hug them and sit there feeling like an idiot whose girlfriend still loves her old flames"
"I do not love them!" he was right though, at the hotel I had felt foolish, like everyone was looking at me and judging me for being the next notch on his belt. "You've been in my head Draco; you know how I felt about them, how I feel about them now and most importantly… how I feel about you"
"I know you still find them both very attractive" he argued.
"Of course I do, I have some very fond memories of the both of them" I smiled at him now, "I also have some OK memories with you too, you know."
His stern demeanour slipped and he allowed a brief smile to grace his features.
"You know I hate them, don't you?" He muttered. "I hate that they've touched you and how you can still be such good friends with them, especially Wood."
"I'm sure they hate you too my love," he raised a suspicious eyebrow and I laughed. "Not because you're with me, but because you're a right bastard most days"
"So, you promise I'm just being an idiot thinking that there's something more?" his voice had a bit more humour in it now, it was relaxing to hear.
"You've seen my thoughts! It's just your irrational, jealous mind telling you otherwise! It's you I want to be with, you I want to marry; you I want to share my life with. All you."
"Marry?" he raised his eyebrows at me. Oh god, I had to open my big fat mouth, didn't I? I was scaring him off!
"Well, you know, one day it sounds nice, I guess" I replied calmly, trying to seem unaffected by the idea, present or future.
"Sure" he agreed, pulling me in for a hug. "And to think you panicked when I asked you to move in with me!"
"That was because I was afraid of my friends finding out, but now they know" I grinned. Living with him, just him, was going to be wonderful.
"And how wonderful that is." He replied sarcastically.
"I don't know what we thought we were ever going to do once we'd left the hotel," I admitted, "It was really rather foolish of us actually, thinking we could get away with a secret that big."
"Especially when no one here is happy unless they know where you are." Draco added bitterly.
"Oh right, because all your death eater buddies wouldn't have become suspicious of where you were running off to," I retorted, "If it were the other way around and the order hadn't gotten to us first, we'd probably both be dead."
Draco stiffened at the thought. "I wouldn't have let them touch you."
I smiled up at him and stroked his cheek affectionately. "I don't deserve you," I whispered shyly.
He shook his head at me before leaning down and gently placing a kiss on my lips. "You're very wrong about that, my love."
We were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Ginny stood in the doorway, eyes cast down at the floor, trying not to intrude on our moment.
"What it is she-weasel?" Draco sneered.
"Bill is ordering lights out, Ferret," Ginny snapped at him. "He wants everybody up early tomorrow morning."
My heart sped up in my chest at the reminder of what tomorrow would bring. It seemed like the last few days had slipped past unnoticed with all the hustle and bustle in the house.
"Thanks, Gin." I smiled at the redhead. She looked extraordinary tonight. Ginny was already a beautiful girl, but I hadn't seen her with this much effort put into her looks in years, was she wearing make-up?
I suddenly had a sneaking suspicion of where she was going. "Go get him," I winked. She looked back at me, completely unabashed at my words and gave me a sly smile before walking off down the hall.
"What was that about?" Draco asked with raised eyebrows.
"She's going to find Harry." I answered.
"So?"
"She's going to go find Harry… in his room."
"Well obviously that's where he's going to be…" I rolled my eyes and gave him a suggestive look that I'm sure sent his eyebrows into his hairline. "I see."
"Anyway, lights out." I added, switching the light off and closing the door.
"I can't believe he's ordering everyone to go to sleep." I heard Draco mutter from the darkness of the room.
"Oh, we don't sleep." He didn't answer, but I heard his breathing pick up slightly.
For too many years I had laid awake at night with the doom of an impending battle looming over me. I had laid awake listening to the almost animalistic noises coming from all areas of the house as everyone spent the night worshipping the person they loved in case it was the last night they had together. I had cried most of those nights, not feeling disgusted, but lonely. I thought I had finally found love with Oliver, and truth be told, those nights with him had been magical, but towards the end of our relationship his absence was too much.
"Hermione…?" Draco called quietly. I didn't reply.
Instead I reached up and pulled my jumper over my head. I threw it on the ground, making a mental note to pick up later. I then reached up with excited fingers to undue the buttons on my blouse. Draco called my name again and once again I ignored him. He'd have me soon enough.
I gasped as the cold overtook me as my blouse slid down my arms to join the jumper on the floor.
The room was silent as I pulled down the zipper to my jeans; it was then that I think Draco finally understood what I was doing.
I discarded my underwear on the ground as well and tiptoed over to him, reaching out with my arms to find him in the darkness of the room.
His hands felt my body and he groaned.
"You're… you're shaking" he said, his voice husky.
"I'm cold" I admitted. The House of Black had never been one to keep the bitterness of winter out of its walls.
"Get into bed" he ordered. I nodded, although I knew he couldn't see me, and climbed under the warm blankets.
"Draco, are you going to join me?" I asked after a minute.
Answering my question I felt his side of the bed dip down as he climbed in with me.
"I can't see you" I laughed, reaching out for him.
I heard his low chuckle and could imagine the smirk he wore right now.
"What are you doing?" I asked him as his weight shifted lower on the bed.
As if punishing me for not answering him minutes prior I received no reply from him. Instead I waited with anticipation as I felt him duck under the covers of the bed and slide down.
Even in the cold I was filled with an intense burning as I felt Draco's hot breath on my inner thigh.
His hand grazed over me and I bit my bottom lip, desperately trying not to beg him to hurry up.
He dipped one finger in and pumped it back and forth, letting me adjust before adding a second.
I squirmed as he pleasured me with his fingers, but the moment his tongue came in contact with me all thoughts of keeping quiet were destroyed and I all but screamed his name. My hands reached down and entwined themselves in his platinum hair, forcing his head to stay where it was.
He chuckled against me and I gasped at the vibrations it sent through me.
"Draco" I panted. He pulled each of my legs over his shoulders and lapped at my heat hungrily. My eyes were rolling back into my head while my hands left his hair and desperately clawed at the blankets as I felt my release coming. How could the man do that so well with his tongue?
I was seconds away when he pulled back; I was actually considering grabbing his head in a headlock with my legs.
"Don't you dare stop!" he chuckled at my aggressive tone, and kissed a trail from my stomach to my lips, my legs still over his shoulders.
"I thought this time together was meant to be about loving each other?" he questioned cockily.
"Yes, it is! Now get back down there and keep loving me" I pouted angrily.
"Oh no, I don't think so" he whispered in my ear. I felt his erection prod my entrance and I gasped. "I have something much better in mind than that" he teased, once again rubbing himself against me.
"Draco" I groaned, throwing my head back in impatience.
"Beg" he hissed. My face turned red as he once again tried to play the dominance game.
"No" I said through gritted teeth.
"No?" he questioned, entering me a little before pulling out.
"Draco… no" I was going to cry soon, I just knew it.
"That's a shame" he shrugged, started to back away from me.
"No, Draco! What are you doing?" I asked in a panic.
"You said no" he mocked, pausing momentarily.
"I said no I wouldn't beg, not 'no' I don't want you'" I snapped, using my legs to pull against his shoulders. He crawled back over me, almost snakelike.
"Then you can't want me that bad" he retorted.
"You know that's not true" I was going to punch him. Punch him and then cry.
"Then beg for me" he purred, once again grinding against me.
Fuck it. "Please Draco"
"What was that?"
"Please Draco, I need you so goddamn much" I groaned.
"Do you now?" he was pushing his luck.
"Yes Draco, please, I can't wait much longer…I want you"
He made no reply, no chuckle, not even a breath. I was beginning to feel rather foolish, leaving my pleads hang in the air like that.
"Draco-" all thoughts were lost to me as he slammed into me with enough force to rip a scream from my lips. It was painful, but that didn't stop me from wanting it again. I only hoped that the rest of the household was too preoccupied in their own sinful deeds to have heard me.
Draco wasn't the type to pause and check if I was OK, something I was thankful for. Oliver had been a thoughtful lover, too thoughtful sometimes. The last thing you wanted when you were wrapped up in the moment was a brief pause to check how you were doing.
Draco let out an angry growl and I realised he had been in my head. That sick bastard, wanting to know exactly what I thought while he pleasured me, there was something obsessive about that. If I knew Draco he was raging right now, after all, I was thinking of my ex during sex; even if it was derogatory.
As if needing to prove a point Draco thrust into me with bone shattering force, one hand digging into my thigh, the other pinning me to the bed by my shoulder.
I focused my mind entirely on him, although truth be told it was hard to focus much on anything at the moment. I arched my neck as far back as it could go and looked up at the dust he was banging from the walls. He took advantage of the exposure and trailed his tongue along my throat before biting down just above my shoulder.
With Draco's lack of self-control at the moment I was sure he had drawn blood. The thought made me smile wickedly. Although he may have been brutal with his actions, I couldn't help but love the pain he caused, it wasn't excruciating or anything, just the right amount to compliment the pleasure I felt; and knowing I was the reason he lost all control made me feel dizzy in the head.
I reached up with my free arm and snaked it around the back of his head before pulling him down to kiss me. I ran my tongue across his lips, he still tasted of me. He fought for dominance, even with the kiss, I felt like my neck was going to snap he was pushing down so hard. Surely there would be bruising around my mouth tomorrow.
I felt the feeling he had robbed me of earlier building up again, intensified even. My eyes had adjusted slightly to the darkness and I saw him smirk, he could see my face, he knew what I was feeling, how close I was.
He gripped both my shoulders roughly and picked up the pace, bringing me to my completion in mere moments. I cried his name and dug my nails into his back; my voice was husky from the lust I felt.
He kept up his pace though, riding out my entire orgasm with me. Beads of sweat were forming on his exhausted body, one fell down onto my lips; it was salty but somehow sweet. It was then that his body stilled and he let out a low growl before collapsing down on top of me, still buried deep within me.
For a few minutes all that could be heard in our room was our greedy pants as we both tried to get our breathing back to normal. I didn't want to interrupt the peace; it felt nice to still be intertwined with him like this, but without the pleasure to distract me I was really beginning to notice that my legs were cramping.
"Draco" I whispered breathily.
"Mm?" he replied.
"Can we… disentangle?"
"Oh, yeah sure." He pulled away from me and I felt cold without his skin pressed firmly against mine.
I stretched out and relaxed with a contented sigh. In the darkness I could see Draco's shape sitting off the side of his bed.
"Lay down with me Draco" I smiled, patting just behind him. He complied without saying a word, but somehow he felt distant.
I snuggled against him anyway, sighing contently as he warmed me.
"You're freezing" he stated dully.
"Not anymore" I mumbled, resting my head on his chest, it was still sticky from perspiration.
"Mm."
I groaned, realising this attitude was going to continue. How could he be so cold towards me after sex?
"What is it Draco?" I asked, shifting off of him so that I could try and see his face.
"What is what?"
"Don't" I warned. He became silent for a few moments before sighing and rolling on to his side to face me.
"What if…" he paused; suddenly unwilling to continue,
"What if…?" I pushed.
"Don't get angry love, but what if we don't go tomorrow?"
I didn't know what to say to him. No one really wanted to fight tomorrow, but to actually consider there being a choice in the matter seemed foreign and absurd to me.
"I don't know what you mean Draco" and I didn't.
"Hermione, what if we leave here, before dawn, and just… run"
"How could you say something like that?" I gasped. "Why would you want to do something so… so traitorous; so cowardly?"
"I told you that I'd never let him touch you again" Draco whispered.
"What on Earth are you talking about?"
"My father" Draco replied. He reached forward and stroked my cheek carefully, "I promised myself that no one was going to hurt you ever again, but I can't protect you from the other side of the alley… and he will be there"
"That was an impractical promise to make in the middle of a war" I tried to joke, he didn't smile, he just stared at me with a lost look about him.
"And then there's a price on your head… so even if he doesn't find you himself, all it takes in another death eater to grab you and take you to him"
"I've better sense than to let a death eater anywhere near me" I snapped. "I can handle myself"
"But you didn't last time" he pointed out sadly.
"Last time I was caught off guard without my wand" I defended.
"Hermione, please; do this with me"
"So what, if I don't come you're going to bail anyway?" I was fighting to keep my voice low now.
"It'd be better than watching you die" he admitted, "But no, I wouldn't leave you."
"But you would leave Blaise? And expect me to leave Harry, Ron, everyone?"
He sighed and pulled me to him, stroking my hair to sooth me. "No, I guess not."
"You can't keep saying things like that Draco" I mumbled, relaxing against him. "Every time that erratic mind of yours thinks up a new plan, just ask yourself: would this upset Hermione?"
"I'm not going to be allowed to think at all, am I?"
"That's not funny" even with my scolding, the smirk never left his face.
On the floor above us somewhere the unmistakable sound of a groan could be heard.
"Well I guess someone is making the most of tonight" Draco commented. I blushed. It was common to hear all kinds of vulgar noises on a night like this, but to have someone comment on it just didn't happen.
"I guess so" I mumbled back. I drew him closer, an aching reminder in my chest telling me why tonight was so important. "I don't want to fall asleep"
Draco nodded in understanding, "Then don't."
"If I'm tired tomorrow I'm vulnerable."
"Then sleep," he stroked my hair, "I'll be here by your side all night."
"Aren't you going to sleep?" I asked him. He smiled at me and stroked my cheek.
"With all the worries on my mind?" he said, "I don't think so."
I sighed and gave him my best attempt at a genuine smile, "I love you, Draco."
"And I love you, now sleep my love."
A/N: Aww cute :) I'm sorry my dear readers for being slack and not updating in a little while :( I had planned to, but things got in the way- like, oh I don't know, the Harry Potter Expedition :D Pretty sure I sold them out at the gift shop 3
I have the next chapter ready to go, so I will update soon, probably this week. I'm just trying to get a little ahead ;)
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