A/N: Happy Friday Lovelies!!
Hermione sat at Ginny's kitchen table, it was a very gloomy Thursday morning. She hadn't seen or spoken to Draco since that night. Things were strained and awkward when she left, there was so much she wanted to say to him. To confess to him but her pride got the better of her. She was too stubborn for her own good sometimes. Bloody Gryffindor pride.
Draco had texted her the next day to say he would be out the country but would be back on Saturday to help with the move, that is how they left it. He didn't message her and she didn't message him. A silent abyss stretching between them.
When she wasn't working or sorting out the many boxes she would think of him, she would remember every caress, every breath ghosting her skin, the way his eyes stared into hers like he wanted her and only her. Maybe - just maybe telling him how she really felt would be the better idea, that he too felt the same that she did. Instead of a short arrangement between them maybe this could be something more permanent. Maybe they could have it all.
"Honesty Hermione I for one cannot wait for Malfoy to return, fuck I never thought I would say that." Hermiome shot a hard stare at the fiery redhead sitting across the table from her.
"Don't give me that look, I know you like him. This whole sex no strings thing was such a stupid idea, and to think you two were meant to be the clever ones of your year." Ginny tutted as she went to the kitchen window where an owl sat patiently with a copy of the Prophet in its grasp.
Ginny tossed the owl a treat before shutting the window and handing Hermione the Prophet while she kept the gossip section for herself.
"I don't know why you read that Ginny, it's just a heap of nonsense, trashy nonsense.
"I read it because it's nice not to be in it, since Harry and I aren't together anymore no one cares what I am up too or what I am wearing or how much of an effort I put in to get dressed up for date night, when we will get married and have babies. It's rather freeing." Hermione understood where she was coming from, she would be hounded often by the press in the beginning but her life wasn't exciting enough for them so now it would be the odd pictures at a gala or some other event. Just how she liked it. Peaceful, drama free.
"I mean -" Hermione looked at Ginny to see the red heads face turn pale, her eyes almost bulging out her head.
"Ginny? Ginny are you alright? Is it Harry? Ron? Ginny what is it?" Hermiome went around the table to see what the witch was looking at. Ginny slammed the paper closed.
"Ginny I want to see, let me see. I will just grab a copy at work, let me see Ginny."
Ginny sighed.
"Just remember it might not be as bad as it looks."
Hermione opened the paper and at the top of the page was a rather large photo, a tall blonde Adonis was in the photo with a small perky looking brunette. The image moved as the brunette proceeded to kiss the blonde, Hermione's mouth went dry, her stomach twisting and turning, knotting itself.
She read the caption.
"Has Draco Malfoy finally found love?" The brunette and Draco continued to kiss. Hermione's vision blurred, her stomach heaved.
Hermione threw the newspaper on the floor and made it to the toilet to discard what she had just eaten for breakfast.
She pulled herself up off of the cold floor and made her way to the bathroom sink, the cool water she splashed on her face did very little to cool down the raging inferno inside her.
She stared at herself in the mirror, tears threatening to spill from her now glassy brown eyes but she steeled herself, built up a wall around her emotions. She would not let this get to her. Let him get to her. She had cried too many tears over him and his cruel slurs towards her in the past. She would not cry again over him, over Draco Lucius Malfoy. Never again.
She again looked at herself in the mirror. Her brown eyes hardening. She straightened her spine standing at her full height and swept back her hair.
"Fuck you Draco Malfoy, you can go to hell."
Draco sat at the side of the large plush bed, machines beeped, tubes and wires covered the once radiant Narcissa Malfoy. Her once glowing and flawless completion was now dull and grey. Her long luxurious hair now lank and patchy. Draco took a hold of his mother's hand, so cold and frail. A far cry from the confident strong hand that grabbed his and took him out of the battle of Hogwarts, the hand that held his as they stood together and heard how Lucius would be given the dementors kiss. His father died shortly after, his death freed them both. His mother free to live in France in the little chateau that he now sat in and Draco to finally have control over his own life. His life was no longer overshadowed by his father and his terrible decisions. He was now free to make his own decisions, the right decisions.
Where one hand gave them freedom another came to snatch it away. Narcissa Malfoy was dying and nothing muggle or magical could save her. Draco brewed potions to ease the pain but that was all he could do. He felt helpless, useless, like a failure. He was failing his mother and he felt ashamed in himself.
He could hear his fathers taunting voice saying he was a disgrace to the Malfoy name, that he had no right in helping muggles and half bloods, he was a traitor to the pure blood line and was no son of his. That his mother was nothing just a prissy pure blood whore. That was the departing words of Lucius Malfoy. Draco shivered at the memory.
Narcissa stirred her blue eyes shot open, a small smile playing over her pale thin lips.
"Draco, why are you still here? You will be late darling. Is Hermione not moving tomorrow?" Draco opened his mouth to reply.
"I am not going anywhere my darling boy. Go, go and help your friend, I know she is special to you. Take the port key in my study. Amelia will keep me company. Go Draco." Draco leaned over and kissed his mother on the forehead.
"I love you mother, I will be back in a few days." Draco exited his mother's bedroom and made his way to the study.
"Draco! C- can we talk for a minute?" Draco turned around to see a small brunette walking towards him. Amelia his mother's live in healer.
"Draco I just want to apologise for the other night, I should never have kissed you. I - I had drunk too much and I was upset about your mother and I- I am so sorry Draco." Draco placed his hand on her shoulder giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"Don't worry about it Amelia, I appreciate everything you do for my mother. She sees you like a daughter. Let's forget it ever happened ok? I have to go back home for a few days. Mother insisted but I will be back soon. Take care of her and get in touch if anything changes."
Amelia gave Draco a small smile and made her way back down the hall towards his mother's room. Amelia was a beauty but Draco was only interested in one woman and he couldn't wait to see her. He had decided that it was time she knew this was more for him. That he wanted more. He wanted the two of them to be more.
He wanted Hermione Granger forever.
"Right! Ginny get your best outfit on we are heading to the club tonight. This is our last night living in the same flat and I am not spending it feeling sorry for ourselves. We are going out with a BANG!!" Ginny squealed, clapped and ran to her bedroom. She was not one to turn down a night out.
Hermione moved side to side in front of the mirror checking herself out. She had opted for a deep red lace dress, the dress had full length sleeves and came to just above her knees. It was figure hugging, the dress had been sitting in her wardrobe for years and she finally felt brave enough to wear it, it showed off every curve. Her hair was swept to the side and in a braid and her make up was smoky. She wore a pair of black strapped heels that she had to put a cushioning charm on.
She heard a whistle behind her. "Wow Hermione! Draco will loose his shit if he sees you." Hermione caught Ginny's reflection in the mirror and smirked.
"Malfoy has no business loosing his shit over something he's already lost."
Ginny and Hermione were a few drinks in when Blaise showed up. Hermione had gone from fidgeting and pulling her dress down to strutting to the bathroom and back. Feeling confident when she saw men and women eyeing her up and down. Hermione was certain Ginny had bought her doubles but the warm buzz that was currently running through her body felt good. Really good.
"Ladies! May I say you both look delightful tonight." Blaise ever the charmer kissed both woman on the cheek, Hermione couldn't help but notice Ginny turning a delightful shade of pink.
"How about I buy you both a drink?" Hermione was away to decline when I voice behind her made her stop dead.
"Well if it isn't Hermione Granger, I was hoping to run into you." Hermione turned to see a tall muscular man with eyes as blue as the ocean and a smile that could have any girls pants in a twist.
"Darius!" Hermione leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed the man on the cheek.
"What are you doing here? I thought you had to go to Washington?" Hermione heard someone clear their throat and turned to see Ginny and Blaise both looking at her questionably.
"Oh introductions, sorry. Ginny Weasley and Blaise Zabini this is Darius Copper. We worked together at the MACUSA. Darius left for Washington after I came back to the UK." Darius wrapped his hand around Hermione's waist her breath catching in her throat. Her and Darius had never had a sexual relationship but there had always been a spark, little touches here and there. Flirting back and forth but then she came back home and that was the end of that. Hermione didn't see the point in pursuing something that couldn't possibly work and then there was Draco. Draco.
"I couldn't cope without Hermione. She's one hell of a woman. So I went to Washington. Then I got sent here for a few weeks." He leaned closer to Hermione his breath tickling her ear.
"You are looking good Hermione, really good. This dress is spectacular but then again you could wear a trash bag and still be the most beautiful woman in the room." Hermione blushed deeply as she let out a small laugh.
Draco Malfoy who?
Draco had spoken to Blaise earlier in the day and they arranged to meet at the club. Draco hoped Hermiome would be there, they needed to talk. He needed to be open and honest with her. He wanted to tell her his feelings, feelings he had harboured for years. Life was too short and he needed to grab happiness with both hands and she was his happiness. He wanted it all with her. He wanted to tell her everything about his life, about his mother.
Walking through the club the lights and noise were slightly overwhelming but his senses soon grew accustomed to the flashing lights and deep tempo of the music. Draco stood at their usual spot, no sign of Blaise or anyone for that matter.
Draco knew his friends wouldn't be out, Daphne was with Pansy and Theo and Adrian were busy. Scanning the dance floor Draco's heart stopped, dancing in a oh so sinful dress was his witch. Hermione. Draco noticed Weasette and Blaise all three were dancing and laughing. Draco enjoyed seeing Blaise looking so carefree, having fun with the woman he fancied and dancing with his witch. It brought a smile to Draco's lips seeing the three of them enjoying each other's company.
A chill ran over Draco when a man put his hands on his witch and pulled her flush against his body, Draco watched as this asshole proceeded to whisper in her ear and she smiled at him then laughed. She made no effort to pull away, if anything she seemed to enjoy the close proximity.
A red mist descended over Draco. What the fuck was going on here? His fingers twitched wanting to take out his wand and hex this asshole for touching his witch but he knew that would be a one way ticket to the Ministry and he had seen enough of there to last a lifetime.
Almost like a magnet Draco saw Hermiome look up to where he was standing. They held each other's gazes for what felt like hours but it was only seconds, a range of emotions passed between the two before she smirked at him and proceeded to grind her ass against this now dead man. So very dead.
Hermione could feel him, Draco. She knew he was here. She could feel him. Like a magnet she was drawn to him. There he was on the balcony watching her. He looked angry, confused, betrayed. Good, let him get a taste of his own medicine.
She saw him coming, hard steel eyes staring at her, nostrils flaring. Hands gripped at either side of him. She reckoned it would be to keep him from reaching for his wand. He looked beyond mad, if looks could kill she was certain Darius would be dead or maybe she would be dead. Murderous rage rolled out of him in waves.
Stepping away from Darius Hermione straightened her spine, standing as tall as she could against Draco's 6ft 4 frame she was still a good bit smaller than him. She was preparing for the force that was Draco Lucius Malfoy and at this moment he looked like a hurricane heading straight for her. She wasn't going to back down to him.
"Draco, mate you are late -" Blaise looked uneasily from Draco to Hermione both staring at each other. Fire and ice away to collide.
Draco didn't even acknowledge his friend, he was zoned in on her and her only.
"Granger, I suggest you go and get your shit so we can get out of here." He glared at her. She could feel the waves of emotions rolling off him and crashing over her. It was almost like he was trying to drown her.
"No, I am having fun with my friends. I am not leaving. You can't force me too Draco." She stared at him fiercely. Fuck him. How dare he.
"Oh Granger, I can make you do anything. If you don't go and get your shit I will do it for you. Then I will put you over my shoulder and drag you the fuck out of here and no one will stop me as you are MINE!" He walked so he was right infront of her. Both of them now breathing harshly as the both stared furiously at one another.
His hand came up tipping her chin up to look at him. "Do not fucking test me Hermione."
Her eyes went wide and her throat went dry. He said her actual name, not Granger but Hermione. She nodded and went and grabbed her stuff shooting Ginny a quick look. There was going to be fireworks. This was not going to end well.
Both of them stormed out the club, Draco grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall of the club. The cold wall causing a chill to run up her spine. His hard body was pressed into hers. She could feel his arousal poking into her. He was furious but turned on and she was exactly the same, this was madness.
"There's nothing more than I would like to have you on your knees with my cock filling that naughty mouth of yours." He smirked down at her.
"What the fuck are you smirking at Draco." She was furious, furious and him and furious at herself.
He grabbed her by the throat. Squeezing just the right amount to cause discomfort but not harm. "I am smirking because I don't know what to do with you first. Punish you or fuck you." He bent close to her ear. "I don't know what's twitching more, my hand or my cock."
She glared at him. "You wouldn't dare."
"Oh Granger you underestimate me. All I have thought about the last few days is how I want to be buried balls deep in that tight little cunt of yours. To hear you cry out every time I slam into you, to pound into you so hard you can't walk properly for days. You wouldn't forget me then." She gasped and squirmed.
"I know you want it too. If I put my hand into your knickers right now I would feel how soaking wet you are for me, wouldn't I?" His grip got slightly tighter on her throat.
She steeled herself. "Did you not get enough while you were away?" Draco's grip faltered, his grasp around her throat loosening.
"W- What?" Hermione took her chance and pushed him back with all the strength she had, he stumbled back looking at her with confusion.
"I said Draco. Did you not get enough while you were away? Perky brunette? You sure seemed to like kissing her?" Draco's eyes widened.
"What was it you said Draco, you don't share? Well don't worry because this -" She pointed between them. "This is done, over, it was fun while it lasted Draco but let's be honest that's all it was fun. We both got it out our systems, so you go your way and I will go mine."
Draco tried to touch her, she backed away like his touch would scald her. His hand falling loosely to his side.
"Her - Granger -" a loud crack and she was gone.
Hermione landed in Ginny's flat, her heels giving out as she collapsed on the floor and wept.
A/N: Honestly these two!!
Does anyone want a preview of Ginny/Blaise's story or Daphne/Adrian? Currently working on all three. Think Pansy/Theo and Luna will be the last one I write.