AN- Small chapter. Sorry for the delay. Been working all week and falling asleep with my laptop open every night. Will crank some out this weekend.
xx
Hermione woke on Saturday morning in her bed and sat upright immediately when she realised where she was.
She hadn't really remembered falling asleep, but she knew she wasn't alone when she had. Waking up by herself now, made her feel slightly uneasy. She began to question everything that happened the night before and thought that maybe Malfoy had left her.
She got up, feeling sore in all her joints and smiled to herself at the memory of the night before. She threw some clothes over her naked body and headed downstairs to make a cup of tea before intending on taking a shower. She arrived on the bottom floor of the house and immediately realised she wasn't alone. The smell of bacon wafted through the house and she could hear cooking going on in the kitchen.
She entered the kitchen to find Malfoy, freshly showered and dressed, cooking breakfast.
"You didn't wake me" she said, peering into a pan of eggs.
He turned around and the smile on his face was one to rival that of the Cheshire cat.
"You looked pretty peaceful" he said.
"This looks great" she said.
"I hope you don't mind" he said.
"Are you kidding? This is incredible. Just be careful or you might not be allowed to go home" she said.
"Well, that's a tough one, because I have a meeting this afternoon" he said.
"Hmm, perks of being the best of the best, hey?" she said.
"Something like that. Can't say much for yourself, lady of leisure" he said, putting his arm around her and pulling her into his side,
"Well, you know" she said, shrugging.
She stood at the breakfast bar, the same place he had stood almost 2 weeks ago, and watched him move around her kitchen, expertly. She placed the plates on the counter and retrieved the knives and forks from the drawer, setting the table. She made a pot of tea and set it on the table as well as all the other essentials, as Malfoy plated up breakfast.
She sat down at her usual spot at the table and watched as he hesitated at taking a seat.
"Where should I sit?" he asked.
"What do you mean? Just sit anywhere", she said.
"I don't want to sit in anyone's spot" he said, sitting across from Hermione.
"Well, we don't really have assigned seating, not anymore. And besides, its just us, you can sit where you like" she said, placing a forkful of breakfast into her mouth. "This is incredible. Where did you learn to cook the muggle way?" she asked.
"Oh, you know, just a little thing I picked up on my travels" he said, smiling.
"Do you have any other talents I need to know about?" she asked.
"Well, except the bedroom stuff, I think you're all up to speed" he said, grinning like a schoolboy, placing bacon on his fork.
"I don't think last night could be explained. Definitely had to be experienced to be believed" she said, blushing slightly.
"Are you blushing?" he asked, still smiling like a fool.
"What? No way" she said, blushing even more.
They continued their banter throughout breakfast and for a while afterwards. It felt nice to sit and have a real conversation with someone. Ginny was her best friend and she was amazing, but to talk to someone new, go over things that have happened in their lives and experience it all for the first time made Hermione happy.
When they had finished, Malfoy stood to collect their plates.
"No way, I'm taking care of those" she said, taking the plates from his hands.
"If you insist" he said, putting his hands in the air in a sign of defeat.
She rinsed the plates and began washing them, feeling his eyes on her the whole time. He didn't speak, but he knew he was itching to say something.
When she was almost done, he came and stood directly behind her, wrapping his arms round her body and caressing her stomach underneath her shirt. As she washed the forks they ate with, one hand travelled upwards, cupping her breast, while the other travelled south and beyond the elastic of her pyjama pants.
She was panting, aching for his touch once again.
She continued her attempt to do the dishes while he kissed her neck, which proved to be difficult. His fingers were partaking in a sweet assault on her already sensitive clit and his other hand was kneading her breast in a way that made her knees weak.
After finally having enough of the torture, she turned around and leant against the edge of the bench. She stood up on her toes and angled her head to kiss him. She was now fully aware that if he didn't lean down as she leant up, she couldn't actually reach to kiss him.
He responded by kissing her, as he took the waist band of her pants, tugging them down, leaving her naked from the waist down. He gripped her underneath her backside and lifted her onto the edge of the sink, parting her legs as he did.
"I've been standing over there, thinking about doing this to you the whole time you've been at that sink" he said, gripping his erection in one hand and easing it into her. She moaned as he did, and she threw her head back with pleasure as she wrapped her legs around his body. He held onto her and began to move, thrusting into her. She was worked up from his fingers and it didn't take long before the rubbing of his body against her clit began to send her into a frenzy.
She looked into the face of the man who had made her moan and caused her incredible pleasure and she realised that she no longer saw him as the teenage boy who caused her so much grief. He was now the man who had flirted with her, bantered with her, kissed her and now known her intimately. He was the perfect man.
At this realisation and as she looked into his eyes, the warmth that she was feeling from her building orgasm, burst within her, spreading out around her body, making her cry out in pleasure. She screwed her eyes shut and saw stars as she came around him again and again, not noticing him do the same.
When she opened her eyes, Malfoy's forehead was pressed against hers and she smiled.
"Well… that was fantastic" she said, kissing him gently on the mouth as he withdrew himself from her.
"That's one word for it" he said, smiling, as he picked her pants up from the floor as she hopped down from the sink edge.
"Thanks" she said, putting her feet into the legs of her pants. "Well, I need a shower" she said, wondering why she just put her pants back on, if she was about to take them off again.
"Take your time, I need to go home and get ready for this meeting later today" he said, kissing her again. "Mmm, I doubt whether I'll ever get enough of doing that" he said, inches away from her face as he lent forward and kissed her again.
Hermione glanced at the clock and realised that the breakfast she thought she just had, was in fact lunch. It was now 1pm.
"What time is your meeting?" she asked, wondering if he would be back later on.
"Its at 2" he said.
"Oh, so you really need to go then" she said.
He simply nodded as he took her face in his hands and kissed her again.
"I'll text you" he said, stepping away.
"You better" she responded, feeling a little sad that he was leaving.
She followed him to the front door and hesitated before opening it for him. She wondered if it was too soon to add his DNA to the wards she had built around her house, allowing him to come and go, using disapparation, as he pleased. She decided against this immediately, as it wouldn't be appropriate if he just appeared when the children were home. Although, it would allow him to apparate directly into her bedroom. She quickly shook these thoughts from her mind as she opened the door for him to leave.
"Your eyebrows do this funny thing when you think too hard" he said.
"Oh" was all she said. She couldn't imagine trying to explain how she was jut thinking of him apparating directly into her bed.
"I'll see you later" he said, kissing her once again. She deepened the kiss, teasing his lips with her tongue. His tongue flicked hers in return, and in the seconds before Hermione was about to drag him back inside, he pulled away.
"I'll definitely see you later" he said, stepping backwards out of the doorway and onto the veranda.
"I'll text you" she said, watching him walk down the front path and onto the street. She wondered where he would go to disapparate, but as she turned to shut the door, she heard a crack and knew he was gone.
'I hope he looked around first' she thought to herself, wondering if anybody might have seen him just disappear into thin air. Afterall, she lived in a muggle community where she knew people.
She wandered back into the kitchen and finished the dishes before having a shower.
She dressed and then found her phone, which had a flat battery. When she plugged it in, it lit up with notification after notification.
GINNY- So
G- What's happening
G- Hermione
G- Come on, what's happening
ROSE- Mum, dad's girlfriend is so nice. She bought us ice cream and took us to the movies.
DRACO- I miss you already
G- Let me know when you're free. I'm coming over
Hermione scrolled through the messages, smiling at the one from Malfoy. He must have sent it just as he left. She wondered if it was too soon to be feeling this way, but she couldn't help but feel giddy and silly at the thought of him.
H-G- Come over for tea. Lots to tell.
H-D- I miss you too. Enjoy your meeting. I'm having dinner with Ginny.
H-R- Hope you're both having a good time. What did you see?
R- It was some stupid movie. Really boring. Not for kids.
H-R- Oh well, at least dads trying.
R- Trying to suck face with his girlfriend. Its gross.
Hermione cringed inwardly at this. If her children were having to sit around watching Ron and Vivienne make out all day, then she would not be allowing this to go on. She scrolled down to Ron's name in her phone and pressed 'call'.
"Hello?"
"Ron, its me"
"Yeah I know, I have caller ID"
"So, Rose has been texting me and the kids really don't need to be seeing you making out with your girlfriend all the time" she said.
"What the hell Hermione?"
"What?"
"Are you jealous or something? You're all alone, so you use the kids to make up bullshit like this?" he said, anger radiating through the phone. Hermione was perplexed.
"Ron, I'm just telling you what Rose has told me. They don't like it so you need to cut it out" she said.
"Jeez, Hermione, I thought you were better than this" he said.
"Better than what Ron? I'm looking out or our kids' best interests, while you are looking out for your own. Now stop shoving our divorce in their faces, stop slobbering all over your girlfriend's face and pay attention to your kids" she said, hanging up the phone.
Hermione was furious at this. She scrolled to Ginny in her texts and sent her a quick message.
G- Come over now. I need to vent before I apparate to your brother's house and kill him.
Within minutes, Ginny was standing in her loungeroom, looking as mad as Hermione.
"What's he done now?" Ginny asked.
"Look at this" Hermione said, showing her the texts from Rose.
"Sucking face? Gross" she said.
"I don't have a problem with him having a girlfriend. To be honest, id rather it not be the woman who broke up our marriage but that's a whole other issue. But does he really need to flaunt it in front of the kids?" Hermione ranted.
"Its Ron. He's probably doing it so that they'll tell you about it and you'll be jealous" Ginny said.
"Well, I have absolutely zero reason to be jealous" she said.
"Not even a little? I mean, you did crawl into his bed a few weeks ago" Ginny said.
"Ginny, do you realise, that was over a month ago now? So much has happened since then. Besides, if anyone has reason to be jealous, its Ron" she said, smiling.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked. "What happened last night?"
"How would you put it…? I got a thorough shagging" she said, still smiling like an idiot.
"Wait, go back. Last I knew... And this was just last night, you bailed on him and then were going to invite him over to talk. Are you telling me, you… Miss Hermione Granger, shagged Draco Malfoy last night?" Ginny asked.
"And this morning" she said.
Ginny stared at her in disbelief, as Hermione told her what had happened.
"… and then when I turned my phone on, he had messaged me, literally, just after he had left and told me he missed me" she finished, about 20 minutes later.
"Oh… My… God…" Was all Ginny could say.
"That's what I was saying" she said.
"You little minx. I didn't think you had it in you" she said.
"Neither did I to be honest. Ron was always so boring, and I've only ever been with him. This was a whole different experience" Hermione said.
"I don't want to know how my brother is in bed, but it's good to see you happy" she said.
"Thanks Gin. I am, I am actually really happy" she said.
"So where are we going for dinner?" Ginny asked.
The rest of the night flew by quickly, with the two women rehashing the last couple of months over dinner and cocktails at one of their favourite restaurants. Hermione hadn't realised that it had been 2 months since she first went out. Two months since she first danced, carefree at Neville's club with Malfoy.
At 11pm, the two women headed for the exit of the restaurant, feeling happy and tipsy.
"Now don't forget, next weekend is my first game back with the Harpies, so it will be huge. Everyone's going to be there. Mum's having all the kids, yours too if you like" she said.
"I think they'll like that. How many cousins will be there?" Hermione asked, wondering how the Burrow would contain that many children.
"There's 12 now" Ginny said, rolling her eyes. "George is still going though, so who knows how many there will end up being" she said.
"Your mum is a brave woman" Hermione said.
"Well, Victoire is 16 now and Teddy will be there to help… Oh, did I tell you? They're dating!" Ginny said, as they walked down the stone pathway to a place where they could apparate home.
"Teddy and Vic? No" Hermione said, shocked.
"Yep" Ginny said, nodding her head, as they approached an ally.