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Chapter 26

Hermione had never felt so rested. Her bed was warm, which she had no complaints about as the air outside of her sheets was much colder than normal. Snuggling herself down farther into the silk sheets, she suddenly became aware that her nightclothes had not been put on before bed. 'I must have been rather tired last night.' She mused to herself before her eyes popped open in realization.

She didn't own silk sheets.

Panic set in, suddenly very aware of a warm body pressed up against her back. She tried to move quickly from the stranger, however an arm snaked its way around her waist. Her honey eyes widened as realization set in. Warm bodies, tongues exploring each others mouths, moans and sweat.

"Oh god." The body behind her stirred once more, grumbling in annoyance at the sound of her voice.

"Go back to bed Granger. It's too bloody early for round three." Hearing his voice made the situation all too real. Yanking the sheet and herself out of his grasp, Hermione clumsily stumbled to her feet.

"Oh god." She repeated, her heart beat quickened as she searched the unfamiliar room for her discarded clothes. Another grumble in annoyance rang out as she spotted her bra quickly latching the clasp as she sought out her missing panties.

"This can't be happening. This cannot be happening right now." After finally finding her missing garments and redressing, her hands found their way deep into her hair. What had she been thinking last night? Surely some form of alcohol had to be in effect here but a frown graced her face when she felt no pounding in her head.

"You just wanted it Granger. Heat of the moment you know." He seemingly read her thoughts. She found herself falling into a lavish chair in the corner of the room, tearing her hands from her hair and placing her face in them instead.

"What have we done? Fuck!" At her outburst, Draco let out a heavy sigh and dragged his body from the cool bottom sheet still left on the bed, grabbing his discarded boxers on the way. Stopping in front of her saddened position, Draco dropped to his knees in front of her, forcing her to look at him.

"You listen here Granger. Last night was two adults who, might I add, have been fighting off sexual tension for over a month now, having a good time together." Her eyes had become weeping and for a moment, Draco wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms and let her cry. How had they gotten here? When had their relationship shifted so far?

"Now, we can pretend this never happened and carry on with our lives knowing together we have mind blowing sex and can't scratch the itch when needed," to this she gave a cold laugh and a slight roll of her eyes. "Or. Or we can see where this goes. No one saw our kiss last night, they all assumed we were going to dinner. No one has to know what we have going on behind the scenes. It could be our secret."

Draco's hand found its way to the bottom of her chin, lifting her face ever so slightly with his finger. He could see the gears in her brain turn as she weighed the two proposals. After the romp they had had in the sack last night, Draco was very biased in his opinion of which option he hoped Hermione would select. Draco's legs had begun to fall asleep before she finally spoke.

"No one would know?" A smile crept onto his lips.

"I wouldn't tell a soul."

"'Mione I can't help but notice how good of a mood you've been in this week. Nigel told Harry you've even been leaving the office at a descent time."

"That little spy. I think I might have to fire him." Hermione brought a bowl of salad to the table and set it down with a little more force then necessary. Her red headed friend gently placed her hand on her shoulder.

"Oh Hermione, he just worries about you is all and of course Harry's worry just amplifies Nigel's. Besides, you know he is a great assistant." Ginny finished plating the main course, her first attempted at cooking a steak kidney pie without magic, with a smile beaming across her face. Hermione had to admit, although it wasn't the prettiest pie she'd ever seen, the smell was amazing.

"It looks delicious Gin."

"Ah, so glad to see you've gotten your appetite back." Harry plopped a kiss on Ginny's cheek and placed a bottle of merlot on the table.

"I didn't have a loss of appetite before Harry, as I tried to explain to you. I was just busy was all."

"According to Nigel, you've been very busy in the evenings." Her face flushed red as Ron took a seat at the table.

"What are you on about Ron?" The sound of the cork popped as Ginny awaited an answer, slapping Ron's hand away from the plate. "Wait until everyone is seated."

He gave a mumble under his breath. "Harry was saying Nigel told him 'Mione must be seeing someone. She never plans any meeting after five and is out the door by six. I guess at first the poor bloke thought something was wrong with her."

Hermione was sure her face could not get anymore red. She'd only been seeing Draco secretly for about a week. They'd managed to keep their hands to themselves all week at the pitch and didn't even make eye contact during the Wigtown Wandlerers game on Sunday. They did celebrate the win of course, just not in the prying eyes of the public.

"Hermione?" Ginny questioned, finally taking a seat to Ron's joy.

"I honestly don't know what you mean. I've just done as you've all requested multiple times and decided not to work so hard. That's all." Dishing herself up, she hurried to put food in her mouth as to avoid any further questioning.

"You know If you're seeing someone Hermione, you could tell us. We won't judge you." Harry's kind green eyes stared back at her as she took a gulp of her wine. 'If only you knew.'