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Objects of Beauty Chapter 19
The twilight had given way to night as the two of them entered the circle. Hermione took a deep breath to settle her nerves, beside her Malfoy did the same. The circle was now lit only by candlelight. It was a new moon the stars twinkled above them in the clear night sky.
Hermione and Draco cut the palms of their hands with the ancient steel of a goblin made blade and joined them together. Did she imagine his sneer as their blood intermingled? They entered the circle and paused to receive the blessing from Molly Weasley at the northern point. She waved her wand and a brown cord wrapped itself around their joined hands.
"Here you will stand together on the earth. Your bodies will know one another as will your souls. This is how you will remain as long as you both wish it." Molly intoned. Her eyes held a wealth of sadness for the girl she had watched grow up next to her own children.
"As long as we both wish it." They repeated back. Hermione ignored the pity in the older witch's eyes. War was not a place to feel sorry for herself.
The walked on to Kingsley. He raised his wand high and a blue chord appeared, wrapping itself around their wrist and tying itself into an intricate knot. "Here is where the water joins you. Here is where all that you have will be shared willingly with the other. This is how it shall remain as long as you both wish it.
"As long as we both wish it." They intoned again.
The went on to Narcissa who made the same wand movement. A green ribbon joined the other two. "Here is where the air unites you, this is where you magic will meld into one. This is how it shall remain as long as we both wish it."
"As long as we both wish it." Hermione's voice faltered slightly and Draco cut a look to her. She raised her chin up proudly, chiding herself for showing weakness. Still, the thought of allowing any of her magic to join with the man next to her was not something she had entertained. Somehow, the vows that Dunmbledore had sent to her had not included this line. She knew as well as he did that once she entered to circle willingly the magic would not be undone whether she said the words or not. Her teeth ground at the thought of how careful the old man had been down to the very last details.
Finally they reached Lupin whose bright red ribbon was the final bond. "Here is where fire is born in you. It will protect you as you are bound to protect one another. This is how it shall remain as long as you both wish it."
"As long as we both wish it." They walked to the center of the circle. The four witches and wizards raised their wands as one. Draco looked into the face of his new bride. The candle light touching her skin made her almost seem to glow. He took a deep breath. Leaning forward he softly brought his lips to hers.
It was meant to be a quick chaste kiss but a passion ignited in him and he deepened the kiss. To his surprise she returned it. He was vaguely aware of sparks in the four colors emanating from the caster's wands. "It is done." Molly Weasley said and the Malfoy bloodstone rings appeared on their fingers. They were immediately transported to the wedding chambers at the Granger Manor.
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Even with the whoosh of air that transported them they did not stop kissing. Their tongues explored, teeth gently bit soft lips and the hands that were not bound clutched the other's close.
She knew how to kiss, Draco would give her that. In the back of his mind he wondered who had taught her and how many had been before him. Already, he did not like the thought of her with any other. Before he could unpack that emotion she broke the kiss.
Her eyes searched his face cautiously. "It's done then?" She let out a long, shakey breath and looked to their bound hands.
"You know the binds won't disappear until we consummate our...union." Draco said carefully. Her earlier comment still irked him. "But perhaps your disgust of me will have us here indefinitely?" He added mockingly.
Her eyes narrowed. Her arm which had been gripping him tightly dropped to her side. To his dismay he immediately missed the warmth of it. Anger rose up in him. It contained a whole childhood of Lucius literally beating into him the Pureblood ideals, the cruelty at the end of Voldemort's wand, the horror of what he had witnessed and been asked to do and now the expected rejection of the beautiful witch bound to him. This was not the golden life that he had been promised. Now he was bound to yet another group with a strong political agenda to whom he would act as spy. He wanted wealth and power without all the mess of an outright war. The witch next to him shifted uncomfortably. His anger landed, perhaps unfairly, on her. She was nothing but a half blood. Who was she to think herself above him?
His gaze wandered up the length of her body, undressing her with his eyes. He met her glare impassively. "I wonder, who you've spread those lovely thighs for." He said as if he didn't care.
Hermione snorted, refusing to be intimidated with his frank perusal of her person. Griphook had the Malfoy heir throughly researched before she signed the contract Narcissa sent over. He had grimly handed her a list of her, now husband's past conquests. "You'll want to keep an eye on the witches with a star by their names should your union ever become known. He is considered to be THE catch. They'll not like that he's bound to a half blood and if they find it's a match that can be dissolved...well...they will find a way to dissolve it."
"Think it's funny do you? Has it been that many then?" Draco's rage had not abated. He seethed at the idea of her preferring another over him.
"What I find funny is the importance that you Purebloods place on chastity from the women. While the men are free to roam. It's a bit unfair don't you think? Tell me, are YOU pure?" She raised a delicately arched eyebrow at him.
"It's true what they said then. She raised you to be a slut just like her. We've all heard the stories." He sneered. The image of her coming apart in Krum's arms fueled his anger onward.
Twin spots of red flared on the witch's cheeks. "Hepzibah raised me to be a strong witch who can think for herself. I'll thank you to keep her out of this." Hermione tried to whirl away only to remember that they were still kind at the hands. The rings with the bloodstones glinted in the firelight. She glared at them. He may have changed sides but her husband was still a small minded bigot. Hepzibah would have wanted her to take control of the situation.
Hermione took a moment to gather up all of the knowledge that she could. This would be her first time and she would make it pleasurable for her and unforgettable for him. This would be a gift to herself before she left him to his own nasty devices. As much as she disliked him, she knew his choices in the matter were as limited as hers. She had a mission to accomplish, Malfoy was only a stepping stone in the path.
"I've a deal to offer you, Malfoy." She said seriously.
"This ought to be fun." He scowled at their bound hands. "Do tell me your oh so intriguing deal."
"You agree that we have to do this whether we want to or not?" Draco nodded. "Let's try to speak as little as possible and do what we can to enjoy the experience." Hermione told him.
"I suppose we could do that." His eyes searcherd hers for a long moment. Draco sneered at the serene expression on her face.
Raising her eyes to meet his she channeled hungry desire, her full lips tilting up into a seductive smile. He really was handsome, she would focus on that and not what lay beneath. To her satisfaction his pupils dilated and he gulped. She ran her free hand down the length of his chest, gratified to feel the firm muscle beneath. Standing on her toes she gently kissed his collarbone. Draco stilled in shock. Then he began to return the favor by kissing her with a passion that surprised her. His arms surrounded her like he never wanted to let her go.
Smiling into his eyes she kissed him deeply letting herself enjoy the sensations of his mouth on hers. His hand trailed down her back and cupped her bottom through her dress. She positioned her body against his. The hard length of him moved against her. She pulled back and withdrew her wand from the dress' pocket. She vanished their outer clothes.
Draco's sharp intake of breath satisfied her. She was wearing lingerie from an exclusive French line. Her breasts were pushed up and presented to him beautifully. The nipples had been left bare, she was not wearing underwear, the dress had not permitted it.
She perused his body. The scars from Harry's curse could still be seen crisscrossing his muscular chest. She reached out and traced one gently. He gasped and she met his eyes with a smirk. His hand reached out and cupped one breast gently, his fingers teasing the pink nipple into a hard point. She moaned appreciatively. He leaned in and kissed her desperately. Their bodies came together and the feel of his skin pressed against her sent waves of desire through her body.
She paused long enough to lead him to the bed. It was she who laid him down. She crawled up the length of him and kissed him again. Now she looked deeply into his eyes searching. Finding the desperate desire for her in his eyes she felt vindicated. Her low birth might disgust him on some level but she had him here.
Trailing kisses down his chest she stopped to lavish attention to his nipples. She licked and bit gently until he was gasping. Kissing her way down lower she paused. First she ran her tongue down the trail of golden hair that led downward. His gasp of surprise had her smiling to herself. Perhaps this would be a night of firsts for him as well. She brushed a soft kiss into the hair at the base of his shaft. The clean smell of him excited her. Her hand came to explore his balls. He moaned and she gently tugged them away from his body. Before he knew what was happening she sat up and took the tip of him into her mouth. She tasted the salty precum and found it to her liking.
Moaning around him she took the length of him down her throat. He was large and it took a moment of relaxing her muscles until she could take all of him. Still playing with his balls she began to pleasure and tease him in equal amounts.
Draco was coming apart at the seams. No witch had ever done this with him before. He wondered vaguely how she had gone from anger to having his cock deep down her throat. As good as her mouth felt he wanted more. He had to have all of her. Sitting up her brought her face up to his. Kissing her roughly he flipped them over. His knee went between her her thighs spreading them. His hand went between her legs and he was gratified to feel her hot and ready. His fingers played with her coating them in her slick arousal. Before he knew what he was doing he brought his hand to his mouth and licked his fingers, enjoying her sweet taste.
He looked to her and at her slight nod he positioned himself at her entrance. Her tight channel stretched to meet him. His eyes nearly rolled back into his head at the way her body moulded to his. Impatiently her thrust hard into her and was alarmed to hear her gasp of pain. He stilled and then smiled.
The witch, despite all her seductive moves had been a virgin after all. A thrill ran through him. He waited patiently as she breathed through the shock of being filled by him. Slowly and with care he began to thrust in and out of her. His hand came to clit and began to pleasure her. She moaned and tightened around him. He was close but held off, wanting to bring her to completion. When she came apart at last, shuddering around his cock he thought her the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in the entirety of his life. "Mine." He thought as she arched her body into his. "Mine." He told himself as her legs wrapped about him as she whimpered in ecstasy. "Mine." His heart shouted as he came, pulsing his seed deep into her. It was only when the last vestiges of his climax were fading away that he realized that he might be in more trouble than he ever knew. Draco had slept with many witches in his time but never, had he felt his magic curling around another as it did now. He knew that with the way magic worked he would never be the same. A shiver ran down his back and he occluded his mind. The bonds faded and he wrapped his arms about her as she drifted off to sleep. He stared into the darkness for several hours as unknown fears chased about his mind.