Sleeping with Friend Or Foe- Story 2

Disclaimer: Characters, actions, words etc... taken from JKR's Harry Potter © and used in this fanfiction do not belong to me. Even though I'd love to have Draco Malfoy…..nomnom LOL!

A/N: So I feel like the worst author ever, working full time really takes all your energy. Its been so hard to get time to complete this story. I hope everyone is doing well and is still interested in this story. Anyway, read and review & vote on my poll. Thanks and enjoy the chapter xoxo TBG

Chapter Recap…..

When everything had been agreed upon, Draco decided to go and speak to Snape the next day, but he knew he had to write to Hermione as soon as he could. He dismissed Crabbe and Goyle and then sat in the armchair where the owl was still perched. He took a piece of empty parchment off the table and quickly wrote his response.

"Mione, I miss you just as much. And I do want to see you but right now things are very fragile. I'm trying my best to set in motion the things that were discussed when I was there. It would be very unwise for you to come back here when things are getting more and more dangerous. And you know you have to think not only of yourself but the baby as well. I love you so please don't come. Love, your ferret."

Draco re-read the letter and decided that he would send it. Hermione had to understand that she had to keep herself safe. He rolled the parchment up and put it on the owl's leg.

"Take this to Grimmauld place, to Hermione." The owl hooted and Draco stood up and opened the window. The owl took flight and flew out the window. Draco watched it for a moment as it faded into the night. He just hoped she would listen to what he said, Draco didn't know what he would do if something happened to her and the baby.

Chapter 24: Together

Draco flopped into an armchair and sat there, he already had so much he had to worry about. He didn't know if he could handle having to worry about Hermione's safety. It physically pained him to even think of something happening to her or the baby. He sighed and decided to get some tea from the kitchens and then go to bed.

At Grimmauld place, Hermione was pacing in her room. It was quite late but she was waiting on the letter that she knew Draco would write to her immediately about what she'd suggested. She hadn't said anything to anyone about what she wanted to do, but she felt like she was suffocating in Grimmauld Place. She wanted to be near Draco and even though she knew that the battle would happen soon, she could come back to Grimmauld place with an emergency portkey.

Suddenly she heard the flutter of wings at her window and the light tap. She went over to it and opened it. As soon as she could get the letter off of the owl, she read it eagerly. She pursed her lips in frustration as she finished the letter. She knew Draco was right but that didn't mean she liked it. Hermione gave the owl a place of purchase for the night and some food. She would write back tomorrow, right now all she wanted to do was sleep.

Hermione crawled into bed and could only think of one thing which was being with Draco. She struggled to fall asleep at first but eventually sleep found her. Her sleep was somewhat restless and after she had gotten through a bit of morning sickness the next morning, the first thing she thought of was Dumbledore. He couldn't object to only a visit with Draco. She knew he would understand that the distance was making her feel disconnected from Draco.

Even though Hermione planned to speak to Dumbledore, she decided to write back to Draco. Her note was short and sweet.

"I hate to admit it, but I guess you are right. I won't mention it again. I love you, Mione." Hermione went over to the sleeping owl and nudged it awake. She quickly tied the note onto its leg.

"You know where this goes." The owl hooted and it flew in a circle in the room for a moment as Hermione opened her window. It swooped out and she watched as it faded into the distance. She sighed before turning around and going downstairs. The house was eerily silent for once. No one seemed to be around.

As she made her way into the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley came bustling in with a few bags of groceries. Hermione said good morning and helped her unpack it. Mrs. Weasley had been the only constant person at Grimmauld place. She was there everyday and she was always at Hermione's beck and call. But it did bother Hermione that she couldn't really do anything of consequence.

"Mrs. Weasley do you know the best way to contact Dumbledore?" Hermione asked. Mrs. Weasley was simultaneously flipping some pancakes in a pan & pouring some tea. She didn't turn as she answered Hermione.

"Well I believe he will be here this evening with some of the Order members. You can speak to him then," Mrs. Weasley said. Hermione said nothing more about it. She just hoped that Dumbledore would tell her what she wanted to hear.

After breakfast, Hermione stayed in her room reading some of her books. She tried to focus but she could feel the baby moving and it only filled her with love for her child and made her long for Draco to be there to experience it with her.

She reached under her pillow and pulled out a moving photo that Draco had sent her and stared at his sweet smile. Once, it used to be full of cockiness but now, he'd softened and become humble. She missed him more than anyone because at least she saw everyone occasionally but not Draco. And since she became aware of the baby's movements, she'd wanted Draco around to see her progress. Her stomach was rounded and protruded much more now.

She stared up at the ceiling for a while and then as the day went on she dozed off or read more of her book. Finally the time that Dumbledore would arrive came. Hermione had spent a good hour trying to figure out how she would persuade Dumbledore to let her go back to Hogwarts and she hoped she was compelling enough to get him to say it was alright. She wouldn't tell Draco yet so if it didn't happen, he wouldn't be disappointed and if it did then she could surprise him.

Hermione made sure that she had all her points ready before she went downstairs. She could hear footsteps and murmurs of voices in the hall below. She took a deep breath and was about to leave her room, when a quiet knock came at the door. She easily went over to open it and there stood the person she'd been thinking of.

Dumbledore looked down at her and smiled behind his half moon glasses. His eyes twinkled as he surveyed Hermione.

"Good evening Miss Granger. Molly said that you'd like to talk to me, but I must ask you to refrain for a moment as I have a few words for you. May I enter?" Hermione nodded and stepped aside, as Dumbledore swept into the room. He noticed the stacks of books on her bed as he gently bade Hermione to sit.

She sat down on the bed as Dumbledore stood in front of her. He glanced at the books on the bed, a twinkle in his eye as he looked at the titles of the books. He began to pace slowly in front of Hermione as she sat.

"I have been very insensitive to the unique circumstances between you and Mr. Malfoy and I am here to apologize and possibly rectify it. Judging by the books you have been reading, you aren't very pleased with the accommodations of Grimmauld place." Dumbledore said this as a statement, not a question. Hermione thought for a moment.

"I understand that for our safety I need to be here. And I have been trying to keep myself busy by reading. But I desperately miss Draco. I know that it would be a great risk to see him, but I still wish I could," Hermione answered. Dumbledore looked down at her and nodded.

"Yes. You must forgive me Miss Granger. I am an old man and I have forgotten the power of young love. Would you be willing to go to Hogwarts to see Mr. Malfoy for a few days? It would need to be quiet and you cannot be seen. That way if anything happens while you are there, we can help you leave the castle and no Death Eaters will be looking for you." Hermione was sitting quietly and nodding as Dumbledore spoke but inside she was jumping up and down in happiness. She didn't want to be too outwardly emotional or it could all go away.

Dumbledore smiled down at Hermione and took her hands. She stood up and smiled up at him.

"Thank you Professor. You have no idea how much I appreciate this."

"Yes. Well go down to the meeting. It'll be very informative," Dumbledore replied. Hermione nodded and then left her bedroom. She did a little happy dance in the hallway before she went into the kitchen to see the rest of the Order there.

That evening, Hermione packed up her things so she could go to Hogwarts. Dumbledore had made a special portkey for her, which would go into Hogwarts so she wouldn't have to Apparate outside the grounds and walk up to the castle.

He told her, only to touch it again when she wanted to come back. It would not work for anyone else and even if someone did use it, unless they knew the location of Grimmauld place then the portkey would fail and they would be dropped somewhere in England.

Hermione was overjoyed that she was going to be able to see Draco. Since the last time he'd seen her, her belly had rounded a bit more and she couldn't wait to see his face when he could see her actually developing.

When Hermione was finished, she could feel herself getting nervous. Draco had thought the idea to come to Hogwarts was a bad one, and even with her there, he might still think it was a bad idea. Hermione looked at the picture frame portkey and then took a deep breath.

She picked up her things, making sure she had everything including her wand and then picked up the portkey. Unexpectedly, Hermione felt no tug behind her navel as she was used to. She shut her eyes as she moved, and when her feet hit the ground, she took a breath before she opened her eyes.

She was standing in her dorm room and she smiled and ran over to her bed and jumped onto it. A fit of giggles hit Hermione as she lay in that bed. It suddenly hit her because she hadn't been in her room for what felt like an eternity and she had shared it with Draco, so it was special.

Hermione put her bag down and then walked out of her room into the dorm. It was quiet so she guessed that Draco wasn't in the dorm. Hermione sighed and went to stand by the fire. She put her hands over it as she waited for Draco to return.

As Draco came back from Quidditch practice, he could feel the slight ache that was permeating throughout his body. He'd pushed himself a little harder than usual at this practice but he'd wanted to just push the thoughts of what was going on out of his mind. Especially Hermione...he missed her terribly and it hurt just to think about her as much as he did.

As Draco stepped into the dorm, he stopped in the doorway as his eyes caught sight of silky brown curls tumbling softly down the back of a figure standing by the fire.

Draco almost didn't believe his eyes. He just stood there quietly taking in everything he was seeing. Was she actually here? His eyes noticed the soft curve of her cheek, the creaminess of her skin in her flowing blue dress which still somehow showed her curves. He thought maybe he was hallucinating but he wasn't sure.

"Mione?" He whispered into the silence.

She turned her head and her hazel eyes locked with his. They shone brightly as the fire danced beside her and then the largest smile fell across her full lips.

"Ferret," she whispered and then both of them moved at the same time toward each other and Hermione jumped into Draco's arms. Draco clutched her to him as she wrapped her legs around his waist and he dug his fingers into her bottom and then slid one hand into her silky curls. She crashed her lips to his aggressively and passionately and he met her with the same intensity.

The feel of Draco's hands on her body and his hand against her scalp forcing her head tighter against his, just made her wet with need for him. She hadn't realized how much her body had missed him until this moment. She licked his lower lip and he easily opened his mouth for her tongue to delve into his. His tongue fiercely battled hers as he moved with her attached to him toward the armchair.

He fell onto it, with her beneath him before he finally was able to pry his lips away from hers. He looked down at the bruised lips and looked into her face in disbelief. He stroked her cheek lightly as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Did you miss me Draco?" she asked softly. He smiled and shook his head.

"How did you even get here?" He asked.

"Dumbledore arranged it. Now I don't want to talk too much, I just want to do other things..." She trailed off as she pressed her thumb against Draco's lower lip. He took a breath inward and then took her hand in his. He lightly kissed her palm and then unwrapped her legs from around him and sat up.

He pulled her up and onto his lap to sit. He looked at her and then kissed her cheek.

"No seriously what are you doing here? This is an enormous surprise." Hermione's hands stroked down Draco's arms and one went up his chest, feeling the taunt muscles underneath and went to his neck.

"I missed you. I was actually going to ask Dumbledore if I could come and visit, but he ended coming to me to see if I would be alright with coming for awhile. I of course said yes, and here I am," Hermione said as her hands continued to trail up and down Draco's body. He was trying to concentrate on what Hermione was saying but her hands on his body was making him hot, and he shifted a bit uncomfortably as he felt himself getting hard. He groaned slightly.

"Hermione will you stop with the stroking, I'm trying to talk to you." She laughed and then took his face in her hands.

"Malfoy when will you understand that I don't want to talk. We can talk later, I want your body. I want you to make love to me. I've missed it and once that's over then we can talk. Alright?" She stared into his eyes and she bent her head to kiss his lips. As their lips met, Hermione melted deeper into Draco's hard frame. He put his arms around her waist and held her tightly as they kissed.

Hermione felt Draco's erection begin to press against her as she sat on his lap. It made her hot with desire and she slid her hands around his neck as they kissed.

Draco's head was swimming as his body began to heat up as Hermione kissed him. He clutched her to him, almost like she was his anchor holding him to reality. His body was hot and hard and he needed to make love to her. It had become the most important thing in his existence.

Draco unfastened his mouth from Hermione's reluctantly and swept her into his arms. He carried her into his room and gently laid her on the bed. She looked like a goddess lying there. She smiled up at him, her arms wide open.

Draco lay down beside her and pulled her close. His lips moved down her neck, causing Hermione to moan quietly. His lip against her skin was pulling her deeper into her inferno of pleasure. Draco trailed kisses down her soft neck, making his way to the collarbone.

He moved his hands up and began to unbutton her dress. Hermione's breath caught as Draco's hands lightly unbuttoned the top half of her dress. Her full breasts which were aching for his touch now that her buttons undone.

Draco stared for a moment at the creamy globes and then he slid his hands into her dress and pulled her breasts free. They looked magnificent with their fullness and the pink peaks of her nipples hard and erect.

Draco took the exquisite heaviness of one breast into his hand. His thumb stroked over her nipple oh so lightly. Hermione whimpered at the touch of his thumb. Draco smiled and then took the other nipple into his mouth.

Hermione cried out and arched into his hot mouth as he tugged aggressively with his teeth and then soothed and caressed with his tongue. Hermione could feel the fire flowing through her body as Draco continued to tease her breast with his mouth. His other hand was caressing the other breast with finesse and gentleness. It was making Hermione crazy.

Draco let go of the tender flesh and then began to kiss his way down Hermione's stomach. He pulled her dress off as he went and tossed it to the floor. He slid his hands onto her hips as he reached the rounded stomach.

Draco kissed Hermione's belly gently and thought of how much she had been through for him and how they had created this amazing life. Draco looked up at Hermione and smiled. She looked at him under lowered lids.

"Mione I love you so much. And I promise that I'll do anything I can to make you and our baby happy. Because both of you make me happier and more complete than I've ever been. I hope you know that," he whispered. Hermione smiled and took Draco's hand and laced her fingers in Draco's.

"I do now. And I love you too." Draco smiled and then kissed her belly once more before he moved lower to the band of her panties. Hermione's breath caught as she felt Draco's warm mouth against her. She felt his teeth nip her skin lightly as he pulled her panties off with his teeth.

He pulled them all the way down her legs until he sat up and pulled them off with his hands. She was fully naked laying there and Draco couldn't help but feel complete in that moment. She was his and he was hers.

He gently parted her legs and put one leg on each shoulder. He wanted to make sure that Hermione was fully satisfied before he took her body with his. He could feel himself hard inside his Quidditch robes, but he would wait.

Hermione watched as Draco began to kiss the inside of her thighs gently. He moved slowly toward her hot, wet core. He held Hemione's hips firmly against the bed as he slid his tongue up and down her folds slowly, almost like a cat lapping at milk.

Hermione was squirming and almost purring at the ministrations, but Draco held her tightly. He used a hand to spread her open for him and with a quick glance at the pure pleasure on Hermione's face, Draco slid his tongue against her sensitive clit.

Hermione's back arched and she hissed as she felt Draco's lips and tongue teasing and caressing her. Every movement sent a wave of pleasure sizzling through her blood. Hermione's hands went and pressed themselves into Draco's skull, urging him closer and keeping him prisoner. Draco smiled inwardly at Hermione's wanton movement and he continued to tease her, making sure she would moan.

He slid his tongue a bit lower and slid it into her tight pussy for a moment, causing her to exhale sharply. He slid it in deeply and then out and back up to her clit. Hermione was on fire, and she couldn't do anything as her blood began to boil and she felt herself reaching her climax.

Draco could feel Hermione's muscles tightening up, and her grip on his head was tightening also. He could hear her panting and he glanced up at her face in her pleasure. She was so gorgeous he couldn't believe how lucky he was. Her eyes were half open and her lips were parted seductively. Her cheeks were pink and her body was fluid as Draco stroked her clit with his tongue with more pressure and speed.

Hermione couldn't control what was happening to her body as she suddenly reached her climax. She cried out Draco's name in an exploding moan and Draco watched her in complete ecstasy and watched and she came down, shuddering like she was cold.

But Draco was not finished with her yet. He removed his mouth from her hot flesh, but replaced it with his hand. He teased her clit as he looked up at her. Hermione's body was writhing, but Draco still had one hand, holding her hips down. Hermione was whimpering as Draco teased her body mercilessly with his hand. She could feel herself getting closer to another climax. This time, she put her hand on the one holding her hips, and dug her fingernails into Draco's shoulder as another orgasm crashed over her.

She keened as her body flew in its pleasure, lifting her off the pillows. When it was over, she fell back on the pillows, her muscles completely loose and unresponsive. Draco smiled to himself and then got out of the bed.

Hermione sighed and watched him as he began to undress. She couldn't do anything but watch because her body was sated and she couldn't move now even if she wanted to. Hermione watched with bright eyes, and she could feel herself getting aroused again as she caught a glimpse of the large erection that was protruding from between his legs.

Draco knew Hermione was incapable of anything other than watching and he wanted that, he wanted to make love to her. He wanted to worship her body and then when he was finally ready, he would take her with his erection.

Draco walked over and slid over Hermione's body. He easily went between her legs, and began to caress her again over her hips and her legs. He caught one breast and began to caress it again as Draco put his lips against Hermione's other breast.

She moaned lightly as he nipped at her, leaving his mark on her skin. Hermione felt like her body was Draco's instrument and he was playing her exactly how he wanted. But Hermione could feel him pressed against her leg and she wanted him inside her.

She moved against him, trying to entice him to enter her moist heat. And as Draco moved his lips up to her neck, he could feel the silken skin of Hermione's inner thighs against his hard, throbbing erection.

He groaned by her ear as he lifted himself up to look into her face. Her lids were half closed as she looked at him. And he took her lips with his and then moved slowly up to her moist entrance before finally beginning to push into her.

At the feel of Draco, Hermione's eyes shot open and she arched up into him as he pressed into her. Her breath and moans caught in her throat. He was pressing so deeply into her she couldn't breathe. The pleasure which flowed through both of them as Draco settled fully inside of Hermione was causing her to stab her nails into his arms.

Draco couldn't take how tight and hot Hermione's pussy felt as he was inside her. He moved and it felt like her voice exploded out of her as she gripped Draco that much harder.

The slow deep thrusts filled her and Hermione moaned as she felt him pressing into her so deeply. She couldn't do anything other than take him and hold on for her sanity as fire rippled under her skin. She could feel the pleasure building inside her and she was almost feverish with its intensity.

Draco was groaning and doing everything in his power to go slowly and ensure Hermione's complete pleasure. He wanted to make sure she was completely satisfied before he let himself reach his release. He watched her as her body took his deep inside her, gripping and tightening around him. He could barely handle the heat and fire that was washing through him in waves, and seeing how gone Hermione was, made him crazy.

One of her hands flopped onto the pillow beside her head and Draco gripped it, lacing his fingers through hers as he felt Hermione tightening around him.

"Oh God...DRACO!" Hermione cried out as she hit her climax a third time. Draco clamped his mouth to hers as her body rippled and tightened around him inside, and as she came down to Earth he began to thrust aggressively and ferociously into her. She was still feeling the aftershocks of her pleasure and as Draco began to pound into her, Hermione could feel herself all of sudden overflowing with pleasure as another climax quickly approached. She was yelping at every thrust and Draco finally thrust once deeply, and so hard that Hermione screamed and he groaned into her neck as his body convulsed and flew into the heavens in pleasure. He poured into her, her tight wetness throbbing and gripping him tightly as he came.

He tried to move and the slight movement caused Hermione to whimper and him to shake with pleasure again. He collapsed on Hermione, still inside her. Draco allowed himself only a minute of re-cooperation since he was tired and sweaty. He could feel Hermione's arms around him holding him tightly against her, but he knew he was too heavy to be laying on her and the baby like that. After a minute he rolled off and out of her and lay beside her, pulling her into his arms.

Draco pressed his face into the top of Hermione's head. He took a deep breath of her curls, her familiar scent filing him and making him feel complete. He had really been trying to forget how much he was missing Hermione, but having her there in his arms with him, he couldn't imagine how he'd been functioning without her.

Hermione had her face pressed into Draco's shoulder and she couldn't be happier. She was with Draco and she felt sated. She moved her head so she could look up at him.

"Are you glad I came even though you didn't want me to?" Hermione asked. Draco lightly stroked Hermione's face.

"It wasn't that I didn't want you to come. We've gone through so much and I didn't want to put you in danger again." Hermione shook her head.

"I know what we've gone through, but we still need each other. I don't think Hogwarts is the worst place to be right now. Plus I miss you...and so does the baby," Hermione said as she took Draco's hand and placed it on her belly. The baby moved as Draco's hand lay on Hermione's stomach. Draco couldn't help but feel excited at the feel of the child he had made with Hermione move underneath his hand. He just stared in awe at Hermione's stomach. She watched him and smiled to herself about how happy he seemed.

"I'd want you with me all the time Hermione, but we are in a war. I don't want you to get hurt. You or the baby." Hermione understood and she took Draco's face in her hands and looked him in the eye.

"You forget that I am a very capable witch. I won't put myself in any unnecessary harm. And fear of something happening to me isn't isolated to just the war. Anything could happen to me. A car could hit me, or I could fall down a flight of stairs. I'm a mortal just like you, so you need to get over this fear you have for me. I know its difficult because I have the same fear for you, but I have to get over that so we can do what we need to in these dark times." Draco looked into Hermione's eyes. He knew she was right. Everything she said was right and he did need to take that into consideration. Draco smiled and gently kissed Hermione.

"You're right, as always. Now all I want to do is fall asleep with you. Can we do that?" Hermione smiled and nodded. Draco pulled the covers over them and wrapped his arms around Hermione. She pressed herself closely to his hot skin and couldn't help but think that she couldn't possibly be any happier.