~A/N~ Here is the FINAL chapter of 'A Little Too Late'. I'm hoping to make
it longer than normal chapters. Please enjoy and REVIEW! Yea this chapter
is rated RRRRRRRRR! Plz don't laugh, I am so embarrassed that I wrote what
I did!
*DiM
DISCLAIMER: Yea that's right I own EVERYTHING! What are you gonna do about it!?
A Little Too Late Chapter 8: Damn that Twinkle!
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Last Time:
"Hermione, I'm so cold..." He said. She held him closer and tried to share the warmth she possessed with him.
"Don't worry Malfoy, it's all over now. Don't worry." She rocked him back and forth in her arms, quietly humming their song.
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Draco awoke in a warm bed; he could hear a few hushed voices in the room with him. He opened his eyes and looked around. 'So it wasn't a dream' he thought. Voldemort was dead. He had nearly been killed, but now he was alive and in the Hospital wing.
His head hurt very badly, his vision was blurred. He saw a figure approaching him and then come close to him. Hermione. She bent down close and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He tried to speak but she shushed him.
"You need your rest. Sleep now, OK?" She squeezed his hand and sat down in a chair next to him. She looked like she could use some sleep as well. Madam Pomfrey began to fuss at all the people in the hospital wing, apparently he had several visitors. But he didn't want to see anyone now. He was so ashamed that he had been fighting for the Dark Lord.
He closed his eyes, feigning sleep, but stayed awake to think. He was such a coward. He had taken the easy route and almost gotten himself killed. He betrayed Hermione. He betrayed Hogwarts. His father was dead, he already knew it. He had been in the front ranks along with the Dark Lord. God, he couldn't even say his name. He was too afraid.
How was it that even after all he had done, Hermione was still here at his side? Why didn't she hate him, want him to be dead? He didn't dare let himself hope that she loved him. Even after all they had been through, after what they had said and done in TDW that morning, he was too afraid to be hurt again.
He lay in thought, never letting go of Hermione's hand until Dumbledore entered. He cleared his throat and Draco slowly opened his eyes. Hermione retracted her hand and stretched her arms high above her head. Dumbledore looked especially old this... afternoon? Evening? Draco had completely lost track of time.
"Miss Granger. Mister Malfoy. I believe we have some things of a grave matter to discuss." Draco swallowed in fear. He was going to be expelled or killed or sent to Azkaban. He was suddenly more afraid than he had been this morning. "Miss Granger, if you would step outside for a moment please." She opened her mouth to protest but Dumbledore gave her a reprieving look and she silenced her comment. She slowly got up, casting a worried glance at Draco, and stepped outside the Hospital Wing.
As soon as she was in the hall she placed her ear to the door, hoping to hear every word. Harry and Ron got up from their seats in the waiting area and approached her. She put one finger to her mouth, indicating for them to be quiet. They nodded and tried to press their ears against the heavy wooden door as well.
Inside, Draco awaited his punishment. He cast his eyes downward, unable to look the headmaster in the face.
"Mister Malfoy, you have indeed committed a grave criminal act. This is a crime punishable by no less than 10 years in Azkaban." Draco's face sunk, the color drained from his face. "However... I believe that there may have been some... extenuating circumstances as to WHY you chose to fight with Lord Voldemort. Am I correct in assuming this?"
Draco nodded vigorously. "Yes sir, I was forced into it by... by my father. I was threatened with my life if I chose not to become a servant of... V- Vol-..."
"I see. And why, Mister Malfoy, did you not approach me when these threats were made against your person?"
"I'm not proud of what I did sir. Not by any means. But I was raised in a certain way... you know how my father was," Dumbledore nodded. "And well, if he ever taught me anything worth remembering, it was family loyalty."
"I see." There was that damned twinkle in his eyes again, he always knew more than he let on. "Well Mister Malfoy... I have a proposal to make. I think that perhaps if we left the student body in the dark about your former alliances with Lord Voldemort, that we may be able to protect you from Ministry involvement."
"Sir that would be appreciated... so much." Draco was incredibly relieved.
"There is a catch however." And then his heart sunk to his stomach once more. He looked up at Dumbledore, damn that twinkle! "You have one month's detention, helping to clean up our school and prove your loyalty here. Your duties and privileges as Prefect will also be revoked. And lastly, you must promise to be very good to Miss Granger, as I'm rather fond of her." Ah, so that's what the twinkle was all about.
"Yes sir. I understand." Dumbledore beamed down at him. He looked towards the door and said,
"You may come in now Miss Granger." Hermione entered, red faced, and the Professor got up and left, but not without a quick smile to the couple.
"I was listening through the door." She admitted once Dumbledore was gone.
"So now what?" Draco asked. She shrugged.
"For now this is good." She climbed into the hospital bed and lay down next to him. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, falling quickly asleep.
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A few days after the attack, the student body was beginning to return to normal. Lavender and Parvati gossiped insanely (as usual), quidditch began again, and the end of Semester exams were coming up. Everyone was excited about the approaching winter holidays and the Hogsmeade visit that came with them.
At lunch Draco no longer sat with the Slytherins, he didn't want to be associated with them anymore. He always sat next to Hermione. He received dirty looks from most of the Gryffindors still and Ron wasn't talking to Hermione. Hermione was still shaken from what had happened, she was upset that she had killed all those people. She was most upset that she had almost killed Draco.
But overall, they were content, Hermione and Draco. They were finally together, and everyone knew it. Harry still wasn't comfortable around Malfoy, but he was at least polite. Draco made attempts to be friendly as well. He made attempts to be friendly to all the Gryffindors. He had moved out of the Slytherin tower completely and into his Prefect dorm, the one thing he was allowed to keep. Dumbledore knew that he might be compromising his safety if he stayed with the Slytherins as some of them knew about his involvement with the dark side.
And finally the winter holidays were upon them. It was Saturday and they had a few weeks off from school. Hermione and Draco sat in the library, trying to finish off as much school work as possible so they wouldn't have any homework over the holiday. But Draco couldn't concentrate. He kept glancing up at Hermione, longing to hold her. He cleared his throat and she looked up.
"Hermione, what do you want for Christmas?" She gave him a funny look but finally answered him.
"Nothing really. You?" He hesitated and then shook his head.
"I don't want anything. But I do want to give you something."
"All I want is to be with you." She smiled warmly and he reached for her hand. "Draco, come now, we have to study!" He rolled his eyes and picked up his quill.
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"So Hermione... I've heard some rumors lately." Draco said as he entered her dormitory. She looked up in surprise and cocked her head to one side.
"And what kind of rumors might those be?" He walked over and placed a quick kiss on her cheek.
"I heard from two VERY reliable sources that you had a love affair with a certain Professor, and THAT was the reason that you broke up with Weasley." Hermione laughed out loud.
"They are still on about that? I figured for sure they would have figured it out. But then again, I suppose I did lead them to believe otherwise..."
"And I told those two little rumor makers that, by God, I think they're right! After all, he did say he was 'rather fond of you'." She opened her mouth in shock.
"You didn't! I can't believe you told them that! Now they're really going to think I slept with Dumbledore!" He smothered her lips with a kiss. "No, you can't get out of it that easy. Don't... think... you... can... Ah screw it." She said between kisses.
They kissed passionately and moved slowly backwards towards her bed. His hands wove through her thick brown hair and she enjoyed the feel of her touch. She felt so exhilarated but she was oddly scared. She pulled away and bit her lip. Draco kissed her neck and tried to unbutton her shirt, but she made him stop.
"What's the matter?" He asked. She just pulled him closely, burying her face in his broad chest. He was still breathing heavily but he just held her in a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry Draco. I just... got scared. I don't know what came over me." She kissed him hungrily but this time it was him who pulled back.
"Hermione, if you're not ready, we don't have to do anything." She stared at him with lust in her eyes.
"Actually, I've never wanted anything more in my life." He smiled and nodded, and the snogging commenced again.
They lie on the bed, hands roaming, tenderly kissing each other. Hermione removed Draco's shirt, outlining the muscles on his stomach, kissing softly along his collarbone. She helped him pull her shirt off as well. They laughed as they tried to wriggle out of their shoes and pants. Soon, they were both left in their underwear. They stared at each other, and they both knew what they would do next.
BREAK OUT INTO SONG! (Just kidding... Now the author is going to ATTEMPT to get descriptive sort of kind of, but since she has never actually done any of the mentioned acts, it will most likely suck. Bear with me.)
Draco deftly unsnapped her bra, marveling at her ample breasts. He kissed her, taking one of them in his hand. She moaned into his mouth at his touch. He reached down to pull off his silver green boxer shorts. Lips never parting, Hermione arched into him as she pulled her panties off and threw them to the floor. Draco looked at her one last time for permission and with a nod, he rushed inside of her.
Hermione winced with pain, not only because it was her first time, but because of Draco's size. (A/N: come on, lemme have my fun!) He slowly began to rock back and forth, his skin gently caressing Hermione's. The pain finally subsided within Hermione, and she too began to rock back and forth. They became rhythmic, clutching onto each other.
Draco was close to his climax, he rushed faster and faster inside of Hermione. Their skin was glistening with sweat, their breath was labored. And finally Draco released, and Hermione moaned. They moved in rhythm for a few more moments and then Draco collapsed next to her.
They kissed passionately, and Hermione snuggled ever closer to Draco.
"I love you." She said. He nodded. "I love you too." He whispered. He kissed her forehead sweetly and they fell asleep next to each other, holding the other tightly.
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Hermione awoke the next morning with a yawn. She opened her eyes sleepily and smiled as she saw Draco still asleep next to her. She nudged him and he too awoke. He blinked to adjust his eyes to the light and quickly kissed Hermione.
"Last night was amazing." He said, tracing his way up her bare stomach. She nodded.
"I'm hoping for many repeat amazings in the future."
"Forever. And anytime you want it." She looked impressed.
"Forever?" He took her hand, and studied her face.
"If you want this to be forever." She smiled sadly, not believing this was actually happening. She kissed him with such force that he was knocked onto his back, and she crawled on top of him. But instead of going any further, she simply lay down, her head on his chest.
"You better mean it." She said jokingly.
"I do." His voice was dripping with sincerity.
"Good." She said, smiling and laying back down.
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They walked down to breakfast hand in hand. They still received some funny looks but they just ignored it. They sat down, but Draco didn't put any food on his plate.
"What's the matter Draco?" Hermione asked, shoveling some eggs onto her plate.
"Well, none of this looks very appetizing; I've never had anything better than last night." Hermione smiled evilly, taking a big bite of eggs. "What is that supposed to mean?" Draco asked, laughing. Hermione took another bite.
"Are you saying you HAVE had better than last night?" She took one more big bite. "And who might I ask was better than ME?" She laughed, noting the sarcasm in his voice.
"Well... you remember all those rumors you heard..." She said mock secretively.
"Ah, so Dumbledore was better than me? Psh, I doubt that." Lavender and Parvati were eagerly listening from the opposite side of the table. Hermione took another bite of eggs.
"I dunno, it was close." Hermione said.
"Well, that won't do. Come on now Hermione, we've got some things to do." He pulled her form the table. "Girls, please don't tell anyone what we've just said... wouldn't want stuff like that getting around school." Draco said to Lav and Pav. Hermione pretended like she couldn't hear. The girls nodded but as soon as Hermione and Draco had taken 3 steps they were already up and spreading the rumors.
"Have you heard?" Lav
"Dumbledore's better in bed than DRACO!" Pav
"I bet he's slept with so many girls here!" Lav
"No wonder he's always got that twinkle in his eyes..." Pav
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THE END!
I hope you enjoyed, I certainly enjoyed writing it! I know the 'sex scene' wasn't exactly great but I've never written one like that before. So please REVIEW! I would greatly appreciate it. And here ends A Little Too Late. *sniffle sniffle* it's so sad, I've become attached... Ah but I must end it! Thank you to all my reviewers!!!! *DiM
DISCLAIMER: Yea that's right I own EVERYTHING! What are you gonna do about it!?
A Little Too Late Chapter 8: Damn that Twinkle!
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Last Time:
"Hermione, I'm so cold..." He said. She held him closer and tried to share the warmth she possessed with him.
"Don't worry Malfoy, it's all over now. Don't worry." She rocked him back and forth in her arms, quietly humming their song.
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Draco awoke in a warm bed; he could hear a few hushed voices in the room with him. He opened his eyes and looked around. 'So it wasn't a dream' he thought. Voldemort was dead. He had nearly been killed, but now he was alive and in the Hospital wing.
His head hurt very badly, his vision was blurred. He saw a figure approaching him and then come close to him. Hermione. She bent down close and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He tried to speak but she shushed him.
"You need your rest. Sleep now, OK?" She squeezed his hand and sat down in a chair next to him. She looked like she could use some sleep as well. Madam Pomfrey began to fuss at all the people in the hospital wing, apparently he had several visitors. But he didn't want to see anyone now. He was so ashamed that he had been fighting for the Dark Lord.
He closed his eyes, feigning sleep, but stayed awake to think. He was such a coward. He had taken the easy route and almost gotten himself killed. He betrayed Hermione. He betrayed Hogwarts. His father was dead, he already knew it. He had been in the front ranks along with the Dark Lord. God, he couldn't even say his name. He was too afraid.
How was it that even after all he had done, Hermione was still here at his side? Why didn't she hate him, want him to be dead? He didn't dare let himself hope that she loved him. Even after all they had been through, after what they had said and done in TDW that morning, he was too afraid to be hurt again.
He lay in thought, never letting go of Hermione's hand until Dumbledore entered. He cleared his throat and Draco slowly opened his eyes. Hermione retracted her hand and stretched her arms high above her head. Dumbledore looked especially old this... afternoon? Evening? Draco had completely lost track of time.
"Miss Granger. Mister Malfoy. I believe we have some things of a grave matter to discuss." Draco swallowed in fear. He was going to be expelled or killed or sent to Azkaban. He was suddenly more afraid than he had been this morning. "Miss Granger, if you would step outside for a moment please." She opened her mouth to protest but Dumbledore gave her a reprieving look and she silenced her comment. She slowly got up, casting a worried glance at Draco, and stepped outside the Hospital Wing.
As soon as she was in the hall she placed her ear to the door, hoping to hear every word. Harry and Ron got up from their seats in the waiting area and approached her. She put one finger to her mouth, indicating for them to be quiet. They nodded and tried to press their ears against the heavy wooden door as well.
Inside, Draco awaited his punishment. He cast his eyes downward, unable to look the headmaster in the face.
"Mister Malfoy, you have indeed committed a grave criminal act. This is a crime punishable by no less than 10 years in Azkaban." Draco's face sunk, the color drained from his face. "However... I believe that there may have been some... extenuating circumstances as to WHY you chose to fight with Lord Voldemort. Am I correct in assuming this?"
Draco nodded vigorously. "Yes sir, I was forced into it by... by my father. I was threatened with my life if I chose not to become a servant of... V- Vol-..."
"I see. And why, Mister Malfoy, did you not approach me when these threats were made against your person?"
"I'm not proud of what I did sir. Not by any means. But I was raised in a certain way... you know how my father was," Dumbledore nodded. "And well, if he ever taught me anything worth remembering, it was family loyalty."
"I see." There was that damned twinkle in his eyes again, he always knew more than he let on. "Well Mister Malfoy... I have a proposal to make. I think that perhaps if we left the student body in the dark about your former alliances with Lord Voldemort, that we may be able to protect you from Ministry involvement."
"Sir that would be appreciated... so much." Draco was incredibly relieved.
"There is a catch however." And then his heart sunk to his stomach once more. He looked up at Dumbledore, damn that twinkle! "You have one month's detention, helping to clean up our school and prove your loyalty here. Your duties and privileges as Prefect will also be revoked. And lastly, you must promise to be very good to Miss Granger, as I'm rather fond of her." Ah, so that's what the twinkle was all about.
"Yes sir. I understand." Dumbledore beamed down at him. He looked towards the door and said,
"You may come in now Miss Granger." Hermione entered, red faced, and the Professor got up and left, but not without a quick smile to the couple.
"I was listening through the door." She admitted once Dumbledore was gone.
"So now what?" Draco asked. She shrugged.
"For now this is good." She climbed into the hospital bed and lay down next to him. She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, falling quickly asleep.
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A few days after the attack, the student body was beginning to return to normal. Lavender and Parvati gossiped insanely (as usual), quidditch began again, and the end of Semester exams were coming up. Everyone was excited about the approaching winter holidays and the Hogsmeade visit that came with them.
At lunch Draco no longer sat with the Slytherins, he didn't want to be associated with them anymore. He always sat next to Hermione. He received dirty looks from most of the Gryffindors still and Ron wasn't talking to Hermione. Hermione was still shaken from what had happened, she was upset that she had killed all those people. She was most upset that she had almost killed Draco.
But overall, they were content, Hermione and Draco. They were finally together, and everyone knew it. Harry still wasn't comfortable around Malfoy, but he was at least polite. Draco made attempts to be friendly as well. He made attempts to be friendly to all the Gryffindors. He had moved out of the Slytherin tower completely and into his Prefect dorm, the one thing he was allowed to keep. Dumbledore knew that he might be compromising his safety if he stayed with the Slytherins as some of them knew about his involvement with the dark side.
And finally the winter holidays were upon them. It was Saturday and they had a few weeks off from school. Hermione and Draco sat in the library, trying to finish off as much school work as possible so they wouldn't have any homework over the holiday. But Draco couldn't concentrate. He kept glancing up at Hermione, longing to hold her. He cleared his throat and she looked up.
"Hermione, what do you want for Christmas?" She gave him a funny look but finally answered him.
"Nothing really. You?" He hesitated and then shook his head.
"I don't want anything. But I do want to give you something."
"All I want is to be with you." She smiled warmly and he reached for her hand. "Draco, come now, we have to study!" He rolled his eyes and picked up his quill.
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"So Hermione... I've heard some rumors lately." Draco said as he entered her dormitory. She looked up in surprise and cocked her head to one side.
"And what kind of rumors might those be?" He walked over and placed a quick kiss on her cheek.
"I heard from two VERY reliable sources that you had a love affair with a certain Professor, and THAT was the reason that you broke up with Weasley." Hermione laughed out loud.
"They are still on about that? I figured for sure they would have figured it out. But then again, I suppose I did lead them to believe otherwise..."
"And I told those two little rumor makers that, by God, I think they're right! After all, he did say he was 'rather fond of you'." She opened her mouth in shock.
"You didn't! I can't believe you told them that! Now they're really going to think I slept with Dumbledore!" He smothered her lips with a kiss. "No, you can't get out of it that easy. Don't... think... you... can... Ah screw it." She said between kisses.
They kissed passionately and moved slowly backwards towards her bed. His hands wove through her thick brown hair and she enjoyed the feel of her touch. She felt so exhilarated but she was oddly scared. She pulled away and bit her lip. Draco kissed her neck and tried to unbutton her shirt, but she made him stop.
"What's the matter?" He asked. She just pulled him closely, burying her face in his broad chest. He was still breathing heavily but he just held her in a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry Draco. I just... got scared. I don't know what came over me." She kissed him hungrily but this time it was him who pulled back.
"Hermione, if you're not ready, we don't have to do anything." She stared at him with lust in her eyes.
"Actually, I've never wanted anything more in my life." He smiled and nodded, and the snogging commenced again.
They lie on the bed, hands roaming, tenderly kissing each other. Hermione removed Draco's shirt, outlining the muscles on his stomach, kissing softly along his collarbone. She helped him pull her shirt off as well. They laughed as they tried to wriggle out of their shoes and pants. Soon, they were both left in their underwear. They stared at each other, and they both knew what they would do next.
BREAK OUT INTO SONG! (Just kidding... Now the author is going to ATTEMPT to get descriptive sort of kind of, but since she has never actually done any of the mentioned acts, it will most likely suck. Bear with me.)
Draco deftly unsnapped her bra, marveling at her ample breasts. He kissed her, taking one of them in his hand. She moaned into his mouth at his touch. He reached down to pull off his silver green boxer shorts. Lips never parting, Hermione arched into him as she pulled her panties off and threw them to the floor. Draco looked at her one last time for permission and with a nod, he rushed inside of her.
Hermione winced with pain, not only because it was her first time, but because of Draco's size. (A/N: come on, lemme have my fun!) He slowly began to rock back and forth, his skin gently caressing Hermione's. The pain finally subsided within Hermione, and she too began to rock back and forth. They became rhythmic, clutching onto each other.
Draco was close to his climax, he rushed faster and faster inside of Hermione. Their skin was glistening with sweat, their breath was labored. And finally Draco released, and Hermione moaned. They moved in rhythm for a few more moments and then Draco collapsed next to her.
They kissed passionately, and Hermione snuggled ever closer to Draco.
"I love you." She said. He nodded. "I love you too." He whispered. He kissed her forehead sweetly and they fell asleep next to each other, holding the other tightly.
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Hermione awoke the next morning with a yawn. She opened her eyes sleepily and smiled as she saw Draco still asleep next to her. She nudged him and he too awoke. He blinked to adjust his eyes to the light and quickly kissed Hermione.
"Last night was amazing." He said, tracing his way up her bare stomach. She nodded.
"I'm hoping for many repeat amazings in the future."
"Forever. And anytime you want it." She looked impressed.
"Forever?" He took her hand, and studied her face.
"If you want this to be forever." She smiled sadly, not believing this was actually happening. She kissed him with such force that he was knocked onto his back, and she crawled on top of him. But instead of going any further, she simply lay down, her head on his chest.
"You better mean it." She said jokingly.
"I do." His voice was dripping with sincerity.
"Good." She said, smiling and laying back down.
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They walked down to breakfast hand in hand. They still received some funny looks but they just ignored it. They sat down, but Draco didn't put any food on his plate.
"What's the matter Draco?" Hermione asked, shoveling some eggs onto her plate.
"Well, none of this looks very appetizing; I've never had anything better than last night." Hermione smiled evilly, taking a big bite of eggs. "What is that supposed to mean?" Draco asked, laughing. Hermione took another bite.
"Are you saying you HAVE had better than last night?" She took one more big bite. "And who might I ask was better than ME?" She laughed, noting the sarcasm in his voice.
"Well... you remember all those rumors you heard..." She said mock secretively.
"Ah, so Dumbledore was better than me? Psh, I doubt that." Lavender and Parvati were eagerly listening from the opposite side of the table. Hermione took another bite of eggs.
"I dunno, it was close." Hermione said.
"Well, that won't do. Come on now Hermione, we've got some things to do." He pulled her form the table. "Girls, please don't tell anyone what we've just said... wouldn't want stuff like that getting around school." Draco said to Lav and Pav. Hermione pretended like she couldn't hear. The girls nodded but as soon as Hermione and Draco had taken 3 steps they were already up and spreading the rumors.
"Have you heard?" Lav
"Dumbledore's better in bed than DRACO!" Pav
"I bet he's slept with so many girls here!" Lav
"No wonder he's always got that twinkle in his eyes..." Pav
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THE END!
I hope you enjoyed, I certainly enjoyed writing it! I know the 'sex scene' wasn't exactly great but I've never written one like that before. So please REVIEW! I would greatly appreciate it. And here ends A Little Too Late. *sniffle sniffle* it's so sad, I've become attached... Ah but I must end it! Thank you to all my reviewers!!!! *DiM