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Hermione stared at Draco waiting for him to laugh. He was joking. Right? He's an Alpha? Is that why he smells divine? Is that why he looks far more attractive than I remember? He's so tall. I want him. I need him. Her mind raced as she stared. The Omega was certainly attracted to him. She felt like her mind wanted to melt away. Her body was telling her to move to Malfoy and kiss his neck, but her mind was telling her to stop. The slick between her legs was increasing and she shifted in her seat to gain some friction. Hermione closed her eyes again, looking away from Draco, trying to center her mind, gain some of her control back.
"Granger, did the healer give you anything to take?" Draco gritted through his teeth as his body instantly reacted to her scent, knowing she was an unclaimed Omega. His dick hardened and there was a feeling inside him trying to take over and move in to claim her. He wanted her, all of her. Her mind. Her body. Pushing all of his emotions down, he built a wall inside his mind. He had to focus on her, protect her, even from himself. She was entering a heat and this would probably be ranked highest in the worst places to happen. "Granger! Focus on me."
Hermione looked at him again in a daze, her mind clouded with his pheromones. He's a beautiful specimen of a man. His hair is long enough I could run her fingers through it. Alpha asked me something though? He told me to focus on him. That would be easy, I could stare at him all day.
"Did the healer give you a potion?"
A potion? What would Alpha want with a potion? She reached into her purse and handed him a potion the healer gave her yesterday. Watching him read the label, she focused on his stormy grey eyes. Tiny specks of blue floating through them. Hermione was vaguely aware that Draco was removing the cork from the vial.
"Granger, drink all of this," Draco said sternly grabbing her wrist, knowing it would make her listen to him, as he placed the vial into hers.
A command. Alpha made a command. I must oblige. It will make him happy. Hermione brought the vial to her lips, licking them before she drank the contents. She never took her eyes away from his as he stood over her. After a moment the fog lifted from her mind. Malfoy was standing in front of her while Kingsley was staring open-mouthed at her.
"What happened? I felt like I was in a daze or a cloud? Like there was a bubble that completely centered around you and there was a voice telling me to listen to you. It was like I had no control over my body."
"Did you only just find out yesterday that you're an Omega or something? Why would you go out so close to a heat?" Draco asked Hermione in disbelief, almost angry that she would put herself in that type of danger. She blushed, lowering her head as she nodded. Draco ran his hand down his face in frustration. "Bloody 'ell. How did you not know? Have you never been in heat?" She shook her head no as she turned a deep shade of red with embarrassment. "The healer gave you hormone suppressants to continue about your day until you go into heat, that's what I just gave you.
Hermione covered her face with hands, mumbling through them, "I went to Flourish and Blotts to grab a few books to read about the subject. I've only made it through the first half of one so far. I hadn't gotten to heats yet. I figured I had more than twenty-four hours to figure this out. She said I would need the suppressants if Kingsley put me in a room with Alphas to choose from because my hormones would go into overdrive. I hadn't expected I would be in a room with one in sixteen hours." Hermione snapped back, looking up.
Draco nodded, taking a seat in the chair next to her. He needed to be calm for her sake as he was sure she wasn't familiar with the Omega and Alpha dynamic. Omega are rare, but a muggle-born? That was the last person he expected to be an Omega. Knowledge was power, and her thirst for knowledge always seemed to calm her in Hogwarts. "We saw each other yesterday and my Alpha recognized what you were before I did. When I grabbed your wrist, which is where two of your glands are, to steady you, your Omega instantly recognized me as your, uh, well an Alpha. Most Omega present by seventeen though. Yours must have been delayed because of, well, anyway, so when I touched you, it made your body want to go into a long-overdue heat." Draco explained slightly blushing as he stumbled over the subject of the war.
Hermione gaped at Draco as if he had three heads. "So you, uh, you're, um, an Alpha." Draco nodded, even if it wasn't a question. "I, this, Merlin, I don't know what to think."
"I think the first thing we need to discuss is a date because an unmarked Omega will attract quite a few Alphas, especially now that you're presenting and that isn't safe for you. Seeing as we've already been matched and are, in all accounts, engaged, I will tell you now, no one, other than myself, will be helping you with your heats. If you'd like to get through your first heat before we're married, I suggest you ward yourself up somewhere really well if you don't want me to join you because my Alpha is already finding you irresistible. Personally, whether married or not, I can help you get through your first heat." Draco stated. He realized how it might sound coming from an enemy. That she might reject him, which would crush him. He knew why he suddenly felt this way, but to explain it to someone who doesn't know the history of Alpha or Omega may not. "My Alpha wants to help you." He tried, hoping she'd feel better if she knew it was biological.
Hermione turned to Kingsley who sat there silently watching them. "I came here to tell you I couldn't get married to Malfoy. Only to find out that Malfoy is my best match in every sense of the word. I need some time. I need to talk to Harry. I need a new contract." She rubbed her wrists together to control the panic that was rising within her.
"A contract won't be necessary." Draco interrupted. Draco could feel a difference in himself since he had first arrived. He felt possessive, protective like his true Alpha was presenting. He could sense her panic and wanted to pull her to him and hold her to give her the comfort she was seeking. But even in his own mind, that felt out of place. They haven't talked, they didn't get along through school because of her blood status and within twenty-four hours, he finds he can't get enough of her. It felt, right, even though it should feel wrong.
"Excuse me, Mister Malfoy, but that is not for you to question."
"Minister Shacklebolt, are you familiar with how Alphas and Omegas work?"
"I have heard many stories. But not too many as Omega are extremely rare."
"Well, I grew up learning about them, for obvious reasons. Never in my life did I imagine I'd actually be able to marry one. But from day one, Alpha's are loyal to only one. Our Omega. Everything we do is for the protection of our Omega. We love them, protect them, take care of them. Their needs will always come first over our own. In return, they provide us with love, care, and children. They compliment us in every way and submit to us."
"I will never submit." Hermione spit.
Draco turned to Hermione knowing he had to say his next words carefully. "I don't expect you will, in normal everyday life, nor would I want you too because as I said, your needs come first and after going to school with you for six years, I know you have a need to work or help. I wouldn't expect anything less from you." He paused, "Granger, I'm not looking for a pureblood wife who focuses on getting her hair done and going to charities. That is not the life I'm looking for. I'm looking for someone, that I never thought in a million years, would be you. Someone intellectual, challenging, will be an attentive parent and love me and my children greater than anyone I know. However, even with all those qualities, my Alpha will expect your Omega to submit in the bedroom, and especially during your heats." Draco said as he spoke directly to her, not breaking eye contact.
Hermione was shocked at his words. Ron had assumed she would just stay home and take care of children, but Malfoy knew her needs and yet they weren't even friends, barely knew each other. She tried not to be turned on by the thought of children, but her insides were doing somersaults and visions of Malfoy hovering over her body, claiming her, getting pregnant with his child, were in her mind. She subconsciously rubbed her legs together to cause some sort of friction as she glared at him.
Draco groaned as her pheromones filled the air, trying to keep himself in control. "Granger. You can glare at me all you want, but I'm starting to smell you again. Take another potion."
Blushing, Hermione reached into her bag and grabbed another vial the healer had given her. Uncorking it, she let the liquid run down her throat as she waited to feel the effects. Instantly she started to feel her body calm and the need for friction between her legs lessened. "Malfoy, you said you can smell me?"
"Yes. I couldn't figure out what you smelled like yesterday when I saw you at St. Mungos. It's why I asked you what it was. The scent was intoxicating, though now I know why. It was strawberries and then suddenly it was like a fire burning. Today has been mostly the burning fire mixed with…" He paused, glancing at Kingsley, then back to Hermione. He pointedly looked down.
Horrified, Hermione crossed her legs. "You can smell that?" She yelled.
Malfoy shrugged it off. "So, as I said, a contract won't be necessary. Granger will always be my number one priority once my Alpha is able to claim her."
Kingsley looked at Hermione. "That is your call, Hermione. I don't want to pressure you into anything you're uncomfortable with. You're more likely to know about Omega and Alpha laws than I would."
Hermione felt hysterical. Like her whole like was out of control and she needed to regain control of the situation. "I need to go do some more research and find out what exactly I'm getting myself into and if Malfoy is telling the truth before I agree to anything."
"Seems fair. Mister Malfoy, does that work for you?"
"I grew up trying to best her all the way through school. If she didn't want to research this I would be surprised." Turning to Hermione, he added. "Contact me when you want to talk. I can also owl you some research materials if you'd like. We have a lot regarding the subject in the Manor. It is best I keep clear of you so you remain level headed. This is a private matter and I'm sure you and I both would like to keep it that way."
Hermione took the day off. Stepping through the fireplace of the Burrow, she walked into the kitchen to the smell of eggs and bacon.
"Morning Mrs. Weasley, is Ginny here?"
"Oh no dear, just stepped out for breakfast with Harry. Need anything?"
"Just a womanly friend."
"Care to take a seat?" Molly asked. It wasn't really a question. Molly had a way of telling you to do something, in a most friendly way. "The kettle just boiled so I'll get you some tea. Then we'll have a chat." Bringing a cup of earl grey with one lump of sugar and a spot of milk, Molly cleared her throat. "So I don't want you to be cross with Ginny or Ron, they were whispering you see, but old Mum has the ears of a bat and I heard them say you were an Omega." Hermione nodded. She wasn't upset with Ginny and Ron. All the Weasleys would find out eventually.
"Right. Well, a bit of a secret. I am too."
"You are?" Hermione exclaimed.
"Indeed. Arthur is an Alpha, that's how we were able to have seven children. A rather strange phenomenon in our world especially for two purebloods. But I am a strong, independent woman, and so many people see Omega as weak which is far from the truth. I can imagine you have some questions and I might just be the best womanly friend to answer them. Though I will admit, I am a bit sad you won't be with my Ron."
Hermione laughed and told her about the healer visit, her visit to Kingsleys, Malfoy's information and the contract.
"Well, he is right. An Alpha's main concern will always be about you. Even when you have children, he expects that you will take care of them, so he can take care of you."
"I don't exactly want to raise children by myself," Hermione said sullenly.
"Oh no, dear! It's nothing like that. How do I make sense of this? Ok, Say you need a shower. He will take care of the children to ensure you have a peaceful shower. Or you need to go to the market. He will make sure there's money for you to do that as well as watch the children if you'd rather leave them at home. He will compliment you in every way. Your needs are what he takes care of. So if you need to work, he'll make sure you do. If you need to stay at home? He'll make you're comfortable. Omega has the power, Hermione. It's not the other way around, but he is right about one thing, you'll submit in the bedroom, and believe you me. You'll want to." Molly laughed. "When you go into heat, you enter a world of euphoria. It's quite pleasant actually. All of your senses are heightened and when the time comes, you'll want him to bite you. This should be done sooner rather than later as he will fight off other Alpha's to keep you safe. Once marked, no other Alpha will try. It is scary for an Omega to be unmarked during a heat. Alpha's will try to rape you for as long as you're unmarked, and by the sounds of it, Malfoy has enough control not to. You might have won the jackpot of Alpha's there Hermione."
"I didn't go into a full heat though. He forced me to take my suppressants first."
"Which no other Alpha's, that I know of, would do. They'd wait for you to go into a full heat or let you enter a subspace, then take full advantage of you when you're mind is so hazy, there is no chance of saying no."
Hermione's mind raced. She thought Malfoy had been overreacting when he said it wasn't safe. She couldn't believe Alpha's actually acted like such… animals.
First a muggle-born, now an Omega, where I still don't have a say in my body. If a heat can create such a subspace for me, I need to marry quickly if I plan to keep my virginity until marriage.
Their conversation lasted until late morning when Hermione took her leave. Owling Malfoy, she asked to meet her for dinner that night, as their first date. It would be public knowledge soon enough they were to be wed, so let them be surprised.
Draco had stopped at Flourish and Blotts to grab a few of the books Hermione had bought. He wanted to make sure they were both on the same page. He was struggling internally. Leaving her presence brought back the insecurities he struggles with daily. He didn't feel confident that their interaction went well. He did know, he'd leave the wedding details up to her. If he had his way, he'd marry her next month to keep her safe. She could choose anytime within the next three months though. He knew many Alpha's and knew, deep in his heart, none of them would treat her with any respect. He could hear her screams in his mind and could imagine another Alpha taking advantage, hurting her. Forcing her to be at their will. Their past, vs the way his body reacted to her, had him confused. The moment his hand touched her wrist, he wanted to pull her flush against him, capture her lips in a throw of passion and grind himself against her. If only the minister wasn't their audience. That was when he knew she was an Omega. He almost rutted against her. When she was panicking, he wanted to calm her and felt terrible for not doing it. It went against everything his body wanted. The strength it took not to console her left his knuckles white. She was everything he was looking for, and not what he is supposed to want. Now he felt like he needed her. That he couldn't breathe without her, and the realization was alarming. He sighed before going through the fireplace. Stepping out of the floo network, he watched as Narcissa glided quickly into the foyer, likely waiting for his return.
"Welcome back son. Were you able to get it reversed?"
"Couldn't if I wanted to mother. Granger was also there because she thought she was ineligible and we soon found out, we are a perfect match." He replied as he reached into his bag.
"How is that even possible? Ms. Granger is a muggle-born! It would sully our lines!"
"Mother, I am quite famished. I need some substance in me to answer your questions." He said walking to the exit, placing the book on the sideboard, knowing she would peak at it.
Alpha and Omega. An informational guide.
As soon as Draco exited the room, Narcissa slowly walked toward the door to leave, glancing nonchalantly at the book he placed down. She gasped at the title. Hermione Granger was an Omega? This would be the marriage of a century. The last known Omega in over a hundred years was Molly Prewitt. Their lines would no longer be pureblooded, but it was likely an Omega gene would be passed down for centuries, which with the way the wizarding world was going, would be much more beneficial to the Malfoy family than any pureblood wife. Yes, a magical match indeed. She could work this.
Drained, Draco had taken a nap after his lunch. His mother was overly enthusiastic about the match now that she knew what Granger was. She was already making plans for a very lavish wedding and deep down he knew his intended would rather slice her arm off than have more than five hundred people at the wedding. He tried to halt her efforts with these concerns but they landed on deaf ears. Hermione, he knew, would take her on. If there was one thing he knew without a doubt about her, it was her ability to get what she wanted. Draco started to think of everything he did know about her. She's smart, muggleborn, an Omega, loyal to a fault if following Potter around is any indication, expressive, hold some of the same interests is she still has some of the same hobbies from Hogwarts, I know she'll want to work, wait for children, not that I'm in a rush, but now that I know she is an Omega, I want to see her full with our child. Draco buried the palm of his hands into his eyes. The image of Granger pregnant with his child put a tent in his trousers. Quickly trying to get the image out of his head, he thought of Severus Snape kissing McGonagall, then Trelawney. It seemed to help slightly.
An owl flew in through his bedroom window and lifted its leg for him to take the letter. He stood and gave it a treat but when it stayed he knew the letter was to be returned. Opening it, he tried not to smile when he got a fresh scent of her and saw her name scribbled at the bottom. His Alpha had certainly accepted her as his match. It did nothing to the waning problem he had though. Draco continued to war with himself trying to figure out the best way to apologize for years of torment. Replying with his acceptance of dinner, he added that he expected to be treated as she would expect it being that she was the one who asked him to dinner, then went off to take a shower. A very cold shower.
Receiving his letter, Hermione chuckled. He wanted to be pampered? She would play into that a little bit. She had time to get ready and a spell she thought would be great in a situation like this. First, she had to take a couple suppressants and go to the store. She had owled her healer and explained the situation. Her healer sending about a case of suppressants to help negotiations.
Hermione showed up to the Leaky Cauldron at six forty-eight. She had tried to wait the two extra minutes not liking to be more than ten minutes early but her nerves weren't settling. She spotted Malfoy as he came out of the fireplace. Rushing up to him, she pulled him to a darker corner. Bowing slightly, she handed Malfoy a bouquet of water lilies and a box of gourmet German chocolate. Malfoy fanned his face and laughed.
"Nice touch on the pantsuit, Granger. I didn't wear a dress. Maybe I should have?"
"Oh, you definitely should have. After all, you are the woman tonight." Hermione retorted, realizing it was the first time she'd heard him laugh. Draco chuckled as she cast a spell that turned her pantsuit into a full length purple A-line dress with a high neck, that hugged all the right places. It shimmered in the light and had no back. Draco had stopped laughing and with his mouth slightly parted, gave her a wolf whistle before carefully placing a hand on her waist and kissing her cheek.
"You are absolutely stunning, Granger." He said, entranced by her beauty, slowly handing her the bouquet of water lily's back, which were now accompanied with an assortment of fresh daffodils.
"Why thank you. You look very dashing yourself." She looked at the flowers and smiled. "Daffodils, meaning a fresh start. Very fitting for our current situation." He smirked.
Draco escorted Hermione to an upscale Italian restaurant Hermione had chosen, talking about the meaning of flowers on the way. Once seated, Draco ordered a luxurious bottle of wine for the table. He asked for her opinion on what she thought was good there and ordered the same dish as her. Their dinner went exceptionally well and they caught up on what the other had done after the Battle of Hogwarts. Hermione learned that Draco was working at his father's company, repairing and making changes to better it, and their business ventures. Draco already knew Hermione had followed her dream of helping the less fortunate creatures. Hermione did learn, though, that he supported many of her causes for what she did at his trial, whether he agrees with her decision or not. After he had told her, Draco watched as her skin started to blush. Her scent calming his nerves. When they finished their meal, he hadn't wanted to part with her yet, inviting her to Fortescue's.
"I suppose you asked me out to dinner to ask questions or to go over things, not to make small talk?" Draco asked once they had their ice cream in hand. They took a seat in the farthest corner to have some privacy.
"I did, but I also thought it might be a good way to get to know each other. I talked to Mo- um another woman. She explained quite a few things to me, most of which sided with what you said."
"Like submitting to me?" Draco asked. Hermione hesitated, biting her lower lip, deciding if she wanted to divulge the next piece of information. "Whatever it is you're warring with. I want you to know you can tell me. I know we haven't had the best past, and I'm terribly sorry for how I treated you all those years. I will have years to make up for the pain I've caused you. I truly hope one day we can come to trust each other. I know that day won't be now, but I want you to know you can trust me with your feelings. My days of tormenting you are long over, now I only wish to protect and eventually love you."
Hermione smiled and took a deep breath. "I've been thinking the same way since I talked to the other woman. We wouldn't have been matched together if we couldn't make this work long-term. As we are to be married, the aspect of going into heat before my wedding night pains me. I waited this long and I feel like it's going to be taken away from me."
"You waited this long for what?" Hermione blushed. "Oh! You're a, uh, a virgin still." Draco whispered. Inwardly, he was elated knowing he'd be the only person to have her. "I understand that. You want your wedding night to be special. I can't promise my Alpha will listen to your needs until I've marked you, which can only be done during intercourse. My suggestion would be to continue taking the suppressants, especially on our wedding day."
Hermione was getting warm again as images of her wedding night started going through her mind. She knew Malfoy might be able to smell her soon if she didn't change the subject quickly. "Okay. Speaking of weddings. When do you want to do this?"
"Anytime is good for me. We have three months, so that's October 14th."
"How about Sunday?"
Draco looked at her in shock. "Sunday? You mean like the eighteenth Sunday? Three days from now, Sunday?"
"Why delay the inevitable? Do you think my first heat will wait for three months? I'm barely containing my first heat with suppressants and I've only been around you. Do I really want to tempt fate for the next three months? Malfoy, I heard what Alpha's will do to an unmarked Omega."
"I'd protect you," Draco said sharply as they threw the empty cartons away and started walking back to the Leaky Cauldron.
"And I'd rather not risk it. Just being around you is making me want to jump up and kiss you. Your scent is intoxicating and I'm sure you've also noticed mine." Hermione admitted as she blushed.
"As is yours." Draco agreed, his pupils blown wide as a whiff of her arousal filled his nose. Taking a deep breath in, he smelled something else. Not Hermione. Looking around them, he could smell another Alpha nearby. He pulled her into a hidden pathway to keep her hidden. Pushing her gently against the wall of a building, he reached his hands to her jaw, angling her head, careful not to touch her glands. He looked into her eyes, waiting for protest. When he found none, he closed the distance. The kiss was meant to be tender. A piece of the forbidden fruit. What he didn't expect was the amount of passion and sexual tension that seemed to snap. His hand slithered down the side of her body, flushing with goosebumps as he angled his hips and pushed up against her so she would know, she wasn't the only one affected. "Are you sure you want to do this so soon?" Draco whispered after he peppered her lips with kisses.
"Yes." Hermione moaned. "Yes, yes, yes."
Draco growled, nipping at where he would leave his mark on her neck. "I'm going to bite you, pull your head back by your hair and pound you until my cum is dripping down your legs, witch. Just you wait."
Hermione gasped as her mind started to fog and knew she'd need to change her knickers once back at her flat. "This is why logically", she gasped, "we need to marry by Sunday. I will not last as a virgin until our wedding at this rate. Right now I want you to take me home and do everything you're promising."
Draco groaned, reaching into her purse as he saw her eyes start to glaze over. Pulling out a potion, he made sure it was the right one before uncorking it and handing it to her to take. The Alpha he could smell was approaching. When she finished, he grabbed the bottle, placed it in her bag and apparated them away before he ended up in a confrontation she was trying to avoid. As soon as they landed, Draco grabbed a trash can knowing she'd be nauseous from the sudden apparition and taking the potion.
"Mister Malfoy? Hermione? To what do I owe the pleasure of a disturbance in my personal study?" Kingsley asked.
"Granger wants to wed this Sunday. I believe we have paperwork to sign before then?"
Kingsley looked between Hermione and Draco. Hermione nodded and reached in her bag for a bottle of water, taking a sip, and parchment.
"I've drawn up a contract between Malfoy and me, though I'm not sure if it needs to be signed before or after any paperwork for the ministry." Hermione handed it over to Draco.
"You're both absolutely sure? I mean, blimey, that's only three days away."
"You know of the circumstances that are expediting this. Surely you can't be surprised and we both know, the match is flawless so why delay the inevitable?"
Kingsley waved his wand conjuring a sheet of parchment. "Let's do this part tonight, and we'll go over that contract to be sure it's to both of your liking at eight in the morning. At my office."
Kingsley read the parchment out loud to them, having them sign it, sealing it with his approval, and vanishing it.
On this day, the fifteen of July in 1999, we Draco L. Malfoy and Hermione J. Granger willingly accept the terms of the marriage law enacted on the sixth of July in 1999 and plan to be wed on the eighteen of July in 1999. Going forward we shall do our best to ensure the outcome of the marriage law. Should it be that we have not complied in any way, we will have our wands snapped and sent into the muggle world. Should that happen, I agree to uphold the Statute of Secrecy and protect the wizarding people or else be obliviated.
Draco L. Malfoy Hermione J. Granger
Party 1 Party 2 Kingsley A. Shaklebolt
Minister
"Well, alright, if you don't mind, I have an early appointment and would like to spend some time with my own wife."
Draco and Hermione thanked him and apologized for the late hospitality. Looking at each other, Draco tipped the contract she handed him towards her.
"I don't mean to sound rude, but I need to get out of your presence. I can only calm the Alpha so much and I'm pushing its boundaries. Until tomorrow my love." Draco said, lifting her hand to place a kiss before apparating.
Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then apparated to Grimmauld Place