"And what's that?"
Hermione slid out from underneath him and encased herself in her bath robe. It was blue in color and came to the middle of her thigh. Hermione remained silent.
"Damn it Hermione! Answer me!"
"Draco, just understand. Please just understand....or try."
Draco sat on the bed with a perplexed expression playing across his face. Hermione left the room with a slight hesitation. Draco remained silent and still.
Hermione went into her bag of things and pulled her engagement ring out and a piece of parchment. She needed to write two letters that night.
Hermione dipped the quill in ink and began writing. It read:
Dearest Ron,
There's no other way to really say this to you, so I'm just going to come right out and say it. I don't love you anymore. There is someone who I trust more than you and that I love more than you. Please understand that this is just the way things are going to be. Here is your ring back.
Always,
Hermione
Hermione carefully rolled it up and enclosed the ring in the package as well. Hermione then took out another piece of parchment and dipped her quill in ink. She began:
Dear Ginny,
You know that you are my all time best friend in the entire world but I need to tell you that I'm not marrying Ron anymore. I do hope you're not mad with me. I can't have that double wedding with you either for obvious reasons.
Love always,
Hermione
Hermione rolled that piece of parchment up carefully as well and emerged from the room she was in.
"Will you tell me now Hermione?" asked Draco slightly irritated.
"I'm sorry, but I needed to do this first."
Hermione walked over to the window and found her new owl, Hooter, outside the window.
"Come here Hooter!"
"Hooter?" asked Draco.
"Yeah, he's my new owl after Crookshanks passed on."
Hooter flew lightly to the window and Hermione tied each of the rolls of parchment to both of her legs.
"One is to go to Ron, and one is to go to Ginny. Off you go."
The owl hooted in compliance and flew off into the dark horizon.
"I needed to send Ron his ring back. I didn't feel right doing what I was doing knowing that I still had it."
"Really? Does that mean what I think it means?"
"Yes."
"Come here."
Hermione crawled into the bed with Draco and he wrapped his masculine arm around her petite waist.
"Can we just call it a night?"
"If that's what you want."
"Please?"
"Alright...as long as you stay here with me."
"I wouldn't dream of going anywhere else."
"Good."
Hermione's eyelids dropped closed and Draco placed his head next to Hermione's. He inhaled the sweet scent of her hair and sighed of exhaustion. Soon after Hermione, he fell into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
The next morning, the early sun shone in through the large window and beat down on the two adjacent bodies. Hermione was soon awakened by the warm sun and moved slightly which woke Draco up.
Draco's eyes remained shut as he spoke.
"You up?"
"Yes" said Hermione groggily.
Draco pecked her on the cheek and she rolled over to face him. He pulled her close to him and she buried her face in his chest.
"You might want to go look in the mirror."
"Why?" asked Hermione innocently.
"Just go look."
Hermione pulled herself out of bed and rubbed her eyes when she reached the mirror.
"I know I know" said Hermione as she walked back into the room.
"You look like Medusa!"
"Shut up!"
Hermione ran over to the bed and jumped on top of him.
"Well, it's true!"
Hermione smacked him on the shoulder.
"What did I tell you about that? It could be considered sexual harassment."
"Well, that's too bad. You wouldn't report me for it anyway."
"Yeah? You think so?"
"I know so."
"You're right. I love you too much."
"That's what I thought. I love you too."
Hermione smiled at him and crawled on top of him. He tried to push her off but she pinned him down on the bed.
"Don't think you're going anywhere."
"Oh! Frisky!"
"You have no clue!"
Hermione kissed him roughly on the lips and ran her fingers through his silky blonde hair. Her tongue massaged his roughly and then she pulled away from him and hopped off the bed like nothing had happened.
Draco whimpered and Hermione looked back at him.
"That's not fair."
"True or false. All is fair in love and war?"
"True."
"Great answer. You're just going to have to wait until later then."
"Hey!"
"You just agreed with me. You'll get what you want later."
Draco pouted and Hermione pulled him out of bed. He got dressed while Hermione freshened herself up in the bathroom. Hermione combed through her silky hair and pulled on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. She then slipped on her sandals and emerged from the bathroom.
Draco sat on the bed waiting for her. He had put on a tight white tank top and a pair of khaki shorts.
"Hey. All ready to go?"
"You bet."
Draco stood up and put his arm distinctively around her waist. He slid his hand in the back pocket of her jeans on the far side. Hermione did the same and the two walked out on to the quiet streets of Hawaii.
As they stepped over the threshold of Draco's resort onto the lightly populated streets of Hawaii, the wind blew through Hermione's hair.
"God, you look so good."
"I just threw this on this morning."
"Even so....you look incredible."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Draco pecked her on the lips and nuzzled his nose along her cheek. The passing people watched the romantic sparks of the couple.
"Where are we off to first?"
"Well, how about...."
"How about we take my speed boat out for the day?"
"You have a speed boat??"
"Of course."
"You make it sound like it's no big deal."
"Well, it is...but who would I be if I had a place in Hawaii and no boat?"
"That's true."
"I'm glad you see my point."
"Can I drive it?"
"Well...alright, after I get it out of the docks though."
"Yay!"
Draco smiled intently at Hermione and kissed her lightly on the lips. The two walked silently together down the streets in silence. The silence was not an awkward one however, just both were happy to have the company of the other.
When they arrived at the docks, the two walked down one of the dock rows and stopped in front on a good sized boat.
"Is this it?"
"Yes."
"It's gorgeous. It's my prized possession."
Hermione gave him a surprising look and Draco replied quickly.
"Second to you of course..."
"I'm sure that's exactly what you meant" Hermione said sarcastically.
"You know what I meant. Don't put words in my mouth."
Hermione smiled at him and pecked him on the lips.
"Listen to me carefully."
Hermione nodded and listened to his instructions.
"Help me take this cover off and then I want you to get in and place the bumpers on the side of the boat."
Hermione and he started to uncover the boat and Hermione hopped in, putting the bumpers on as she went.
"Now, I'm going to unwrap these ropes, but the boat won't go anywhere, so relax ok?"
"Got it."
Draco unraveled the ropes and hopped into the boat from the side. He put the keys in the ignition and began to back out of the dock. With clever maneuvering, Draco piloted them out of the docks.
As they pulled out into the vast ocean, Draco motioned her to come sit on his lap. The wind blew through her long brown hair and it whipped in his face. It wasn't bothersome to him at all. He was just happy that she could be with him.
Draco drove them around in circles just enjoying the beautiful day and they drove by a small cave Draco remembered from the first time he came here. It had always been a special place to him....but a forgotten memory until now....now that he had someone special to share it with...
"Draco? Can I drive now?"
"Sure" said Draco.
Hermione gripped the steering wheel tightly. Her knuckles became white from the pressure.
"Relax Hermione."
"Huh?"
"Loosen your grip. Look at your knuckles....they're turning white."
Hermione glanced briefly down at her hands and sure enough they were just as he had described them.
"I just don't want to crash this Muggle thing...I've never driven one before."
"Don't worry about that...I'm right here...besides which, you're more important to me that it ever will be. Relax."
Hermione nodded and released her grip a little from the steering wheel. Draco slid his arms around her waist from behind her and nuzzled his nose against her cheek. Hermione giggled as he started to kiss her neck. Draco's hands started to roam Hermione's torso and his fingers slid up her shirt.
"God Hermione, I want you so bad."
"Torturing you is so much fun....how about we go back though because it's getting late?"
Draco nodded and relieved her from her duty of steering the oversized boat. Hermione remained on his lap, his arms around her.
Draco carefully maneuvered the boat back into the docks and the two tied it down and covered it.
"Where are we off to now?" asked Draco as he slid his hand back around her waist.
"Well...how about we go back to the room and relax on the couch for a little bit?"
"Sounds good to me."
Draco and Hermione started back towards the room and Hermione suggested, "Want to rent a movie?"
"Sure...movies are good."
The two walked into the video rental store and Draco paid to rent "Sweet November." Then they began the trek back to the room.
Hermione popped the video into the VCR while Draco took a seat at the end of the couch. Hermione then walked toward the couch and lay down, her head resting on Draco's lap. Draco placed his hand over her waist and massaged her stomach with his thumb gently. Hermione lay on her left side and she ran her hand up and down Draco's right shin.
As the plot rolled itself out over a period of about two hours and came to an end with Sarah's death, Draco grew impatient.
Draco lowered his face to Hermione's and kissed her roughly.
"Hermione?"
"Yeah...let's go..."she said as if she read his mind.
Hermione lifted her head off his lap so that he could slide out from under her. He then slid his hands underneath her and lifted her up as her arm went around his neck. Draco carried her over to the bed and laid her down gently. Draco crawled on top of her and lowered himself onto her. His face was a mere three inches from hers.
"I love you."
Before Hermione even got a chance to respond to him, Draco kissed her roughly. He parted her lips just as gently as he always did with his tongue. Hermione threw her arms around his neck.
Hermione;s hands then slid down his chest and back up underneath his shirt. Her fingers glided over his delicate skin, defined by each muscle he possessed. They stopped kissing only to rid each other of their shirts. Draco slid his hands under her back, unlatched her bra carefully, and discarded it on the floor.
Hermione's hands then slid down to the waistline of his shorts. She undid the button holding them together and moved toward the zipper. Hermione grasped it and began to undo it, excruciatingly slow, notch by notch. Draco moaned with impatience and tried to speed up the process but she resisted him.
Draco undid her shorts as quickly as he had rid her of her shirt. He slid them off her narrow hips and tugged at her panties as well to pull them off. Hermione pulled Draco's boxers off faster than she had his shorts. Draco stopped kissing her.
"You are so beautiful."
"Draco then lowered his head down to her breast and began to suck at it, probe at it with his tongue. Hermione let out a long low moan. She slid her fingers through his silky hair as he delivered the same delightful torture to the other breast. Draco then let out a moan as he thrust himself into her and they began moving as one, rocking their hips together. Hermione screamed his name and then decided she wanted to take complete control of the situation. She attempted to flip them over to go faster, but he pinned her back against the bed.
"C'mon Draco!"
"No," he said through panted breaths.
Draco continued to rock his hips into hers at the same slow pace as he had previously. Both moaned and screamed each other's names with pleasure as he reached his climax. Draco then collapsed on top of her and both gasped for air. Hermione brushed the wet hair out of Draco's eyes and he rolled off next to her.
Draco pulled her over next to him and their bodies, saturated with perspiration, lay adjacent to one another. The back of Hermione's head rested on his chest and his arm went around her waist.
"I love you Draco Malfoy."
"I love you too."
Hermione's eyes fluttered shut from exhaustion and she slipped off to sleep. When Draco was sure she was asleep, he slid out of bed and put his boxers and shorts on. He then slid out of the door quietly. He would only be gone for about an hour or so.
Hermione slept peacefully for a few short minutes before coldness settled around her salt covered body. The lack of Draco's presence let the cold encase her and she was awakened by the creak of the door. Hermione's eyes snapped open.
"Draco?"
No answer.
"Draco?" she said with slightly more panic while sitting bolt upright.
Still no answer.
Hermione clutched the sheet tight against her and drew it up to her chest. Hermione's eyes darted blindly around the pitch black room. Her only senses of sound and smell told her that someone was approaching that was not Draco.
"Reveal yourself at once!"
She still received no answer from the silent intruder. The next sequence of events occurred rapidly.
The intruder flipped on the bed-side light and it revealed a man masked completely in black all except for his eyes. His left hand held a bag filled with various items from the room and his right supported a very small handgun.
"Don't move unless I say and no one will get hurt."
Hermione did as she was told, holding her temptation to nod in agreement. The man kept his gun at the ready as he rummaged through more drawers in the room. When the masked man finished sorting and obtaining everything he wished, he walked toward Hermione. She was still seated with the sheet covering her. There was one last thing he wished to attain.
"Get up and unlock this trunk," he said with his gun in his hand. Hermione sat dumbfounded, staring blankly. Draco returned to the room and opened the door quietly, thinking that Hermione was still asleep.
The man slapped Hermione and she still sat motionless. A red handprint appeared upon her once pale face. Nothing angered Draco more than harm or danger to Hermione. He walked cautiously up behind the masked man and tapped him in the shoulder.
"I think I have something else that might interest you."
Draco drew back his arm and put all his body weight behind the punch he threw at the man's face.
"Don't you ever touch her again or you'll get worse next time. Get up!"
The man lay motionless on the floor.
"I said get up!" roared Draco Draco's eyes were full of fierce fury and rage as he hoisted the man up off the floor and tide him up with shoelaces. The man's head lolled to one side as he sat there unconscious.
"Hermione, are you alright?"
She didn't respond out verbally out of pure shock but rather just nodded her head. Draco walked swiftly over to the phone and called the police.
Draco then walked toward the bed and pulled Hermione over into his embrace. His eyes were transfixed on the masked intruder until the police arrived, fury pulsing throughout his body. When they did arrive, they handcuffed the man and took him out to the police car, whose lights revolved repetitively, red, white, and blue. The detective approached the two witnesses. The detective opened his mouth to start questioning Hermione, but Draco cut him off.
"Please sir. We've been through enough tonight. Would you be so kind as to leave and lock the door on your way out? We'll drop by the station tomorrow. I promise you."
"We really-"
"Sir, I believe I am making a reasonable request."
"Very well...make sure you do...or we'll come looking for you."
Draco nodded as they departed, locking the door on their way out. He returned to the shocked Hermione on the bed.
"You sure you're aright?"
"God, I was so scared! Don't ever scare me like that again!" Hermione sobbed into his chest. Tears rolled down her cheek and felt cold as the dripped onto his bare chest.
"Shhhhh....it's alright....shhhhh..."
Draco kept her in his embrace and rocked her back and forth, the bed creaking beneath them. Draco first kissed her on the head and then lifted her chin to his lips.
"Everything's going to be fine...I'm right here."
"Where did you go?" she asked through sobs.
"It's a surprise...you're going to have to wait until the day after tomorrow."
"I was so worried you had left me for someone else after you got what you wanted."
"Hermione, I would never do such a thing...I love you and only you."
Hermione looked up into his now-calm eyes, the fury and rage erased, and saw glints of sincerity and love in them. Hermione then leaned back against his chest and the two sat a rocked back anf forth together in silence for what seemed like hours. Draco massage her cheek where she had been slapped with his thumb. It had turned bright red from impact.
"Let's call it a night."
"I can't sleep."
"You'll fall off to sleep."
Hermione nodded and the two lay adjacent in the bed. Hermione lay close to him, still and silent in Draco's arms. An hour later, her eyes fluttered shut and sleep overcame consciousness. He drifted off to sleep not long afterwards.
Hermione slid out from underneath him and encased herself in her bath robe. It was blue in color and came to the middle of her thigh. Hermione remained silent.
"Damn it Hermione! Answer me!"
"Draco, just understand. Please just understand....or try."
Draco sat on the bed with a perplexed expression playing across his face. Hermione left the room with a slight hesitation. Draco remained silent and still.
Hermione went into her bag of things and pulled her engagement ring out and a piece of parchment. She needed to write two letters that night.
Hermione dipped the quill in ink and began writing. It read:
Dearest Ron,
There's no other way to really say this to you, so I'm just going to come right out and say it. I don't love you anymore. There is someone who I trust more than you and that I love more than you. Please understand that this is just the way things are going to be. Here is your ring back.
Always,
Hermione
Hermione carefully rolled it up and enclosed the ring in the package as well. Hermione then took out another piece of parchment and dipped her quill in ink. She began:
Dear Ginny,
You know that you are my all time best friend in the entire world but I need to tell you that I'm not marrying Ron anymore. I do hope you're not mad with me. I can't have that double wedding with you either for obvious reasons.
Love always,
Hermione
Hermione rolled that piece of parchment up carefully as well and emerged from the room she was in.
"Will you tell me now Hermione?" asked Draco slightly irritated.
"I'm sorry, but I needed to do this first."
Hermione walked over to the window and found her new owl, Hooter, outside the window.
"Come here Hooter!"
"Hooter?" asked Draco.
"Yeah, he's my new owl after Crookshanks passed on."
Hooter flew lightly to the window and Hermione tied each of the rolls of parchment to both of her legs.
"One is to go to Ron, and one is to go to Ginny. Off you go."
The owl hooted in compliance and flew off into the dark horizon.
"I needed to send Ron his ring back. I didn't feel right doing what I was doing knowing that I still had it."
"Really? Does that mean what I think it means?"
"Yes."
"Come here."
Hermione crawled into the bed with Draco and he wrapped his masculine arm around her petite waist.
"Can we just call it a night?"
"If that's what you want."
"Please?"
"Alright...as long as you stay here with me."
"I wouldn't dream of going anywhere else."
"Good."
Hermione's eyelids dropped closed and Draco placed his head next to Hermione's. He inhaled the sweet scent of her hair and sighed of exhaustion. Soon after Hermione, he fell into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
The next morning, the early sun shone in through the large window and beat down on the two adjacent bodies. Hermione was soon awakened by the warm sun and moved slightly which woke Draco up.
Draco's eyes remained shut as he spoke.
"You up?"
"Yes" said Hermione groggily.
Draco pecked her on the cheek and she rolled over to face him. He pulled her close to him and she buried her face in his chest.
"You might want to go look in the mirror."
"Why?" asked Hermione innocently.
"Just go look."
Hermione pulled herself out of bed and rubbed her eyes when she reached the mirror.
"I know I know" said Hermione as she walked back into the room.
"You look like Medusa!"
"Shut up!"
Hermione ran over to the bed and jumped on top of him.
"Well, it's true!"
Hermione smacked him on the shoulder.
"What did I tell you about that? It could be considered sexual harassment."
"Well, that's too bad. You wouldn't report me for it anyway."
"Yeah? You think so?"
"I know so."
"You're right. I love you too much."
"That's what I thought. I love you too."
Hermione smiled at him and crawled on top of him. He tried to push her off but she pinned him down on the bed.
"Don't think you're going anywhere."
"Oh! Frisky!"
"You have no clue!"
Hermione kissed him roughly on the lips and ran her fingers through his silky blonde hair. Her tongue massaged his roughly and then she pulled away from him and hopped off the bed like nothing had happened.
Draco whimpered and Hermione looked back at him.
"That's not fair."
"True or false. All is fair in love and war?"
"True."
"Great answer. You're just going to have to wait until later then."
"Hey!"
"You just agreed with me. You'll get what you want later."
Draco pouted and Hermione pulled him out of bed. He got dressed while Hermione freshened herself up in the bathroom. Hermione combed through her silky hair and pulled on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. She then slipped on her sandals and emerged from the bathroom.
Draco sat on the bed waiting for her. He had put on a tight white tank top and a pair of khaki shorts.
"Hey. All ready to go?"
"You bet."
Draco stood up and put his arm distinctively around her waist. He slid his hand in the back pocket of her jeans on the far side. Hermione did the same and the two walked out on to the quiet streets of Hawaii.
As they stepped over the threshold of Draco's resort onto the lightly populated streets of Hawaii, the wind blew through Hermione's hair.
"God, you look so good."
"I just threw this on this morning."
"Even so....you look incredible."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Draco pecked her on the lips and nuzzled his nose along her cheek. The passing people watched the romantic sparks of the couple.
"Where are we off to first?"
"Well, how about...."
"How about we take my speed boat out for the day?"
"You have a speed boat??"
"Of course."
"You make it sound like it's no big deal."
"Well, it is...but who would I be if I had a place in Hawaii and no boat?"
"That's true."
"I'm glad you see my point."
"Can I drive it?"
"Well...alright, after I get it out of the docks though."
"Yay!"
Draco smiled intently at Hermione and kissed her lightly on the lips. The two walked silently together down the streets in silence. The silence was not an awkward one however, just both were happy to have the company of the other.
When they arrived at the docks, the two walked down one of the dock rows and stopped in front on a good sized boat.
"Is this it?"
"Yes."
"It's gorgeous. It's my prized possession."
Hermione gave him a surprising look and Draco replied quickly.
"Second to you of course..."
"I'm sure that's exactly what you meant" Hermione said sarcastically.
"You know what I meant. Don't put words in my mouth."
Hermione smiled at him and pecked him on the lips.
"Listen to me carefully."
Hermione nodded and listened to his instructions.
"Help me take this cover off and then I want you to get in and place the bumpers on the side of the boat."
Hermione and he started to uncover the boat and Hermione hopped in, putting the bumpers on as she went.
"Now, I'm going to unwrap these ropes, but the boat won't go anywhere, so relax ok?"
"Got it."
Draco unraveled the ropes and hopped into the boat from the side. He put the keys in the ignition and began to back out of the dock. With clever maneuvering, Draco piloted them out of the docks.
As they pulled out into the vast ocean, Draco motioned her to come sit on his lap. The wind blew through her long brown hair and it whipped in his face. It wasn't bothersome to him at all. He was just happy that she could be with him.
Draco drove them around in circles just enjoying the beautiful day and they drove by a small cave Draco remembered from the first time he came here. It had always been a special place to him....but a forgotten memory until now....now that he had someone special to share it with...
"Draco? Can I drive now?"
"Sure" said Draco.
Hermione gripped the steering wheel tightly. Her knuckles became white from the pressure.
"Relax Hermione."
"Huh?"
"Loosen your grip. Look at your knuckles....they're turning white."
Hermione glanced briefly down at her hands and sure enough they were just as he had described them.
"I just don't want to crash this Muggle thing...I've never driven one before."
"Don't worry about that...I'm right here...besides which, you're more important to me that it ever will be. Relax."
Hermione nodded and released her grip a little from the steering wheel. Draco slid his arms around her waist from behind her and nuzzled his nose against her cheek. Hermione giggled as he started to kiss her neck. Draco's hands started to roam Hermione's torso and his fingers slid up her shirt.
"God Hermione, I want you so bad."
"Torturing you is so much fun....how about we go back though because it's getting late?"
Draco nodded and relieved her from her duty of steering the oversized boat. Hermione remained on his lap, his arms around her.
Draco carefully maneuvered the boat back into the docks and the two tied it down and covered it.
"Where are we off to now?" asked Draco as he slid his hand back around her waist.
"Well...how about we go back to the room and relax on the couch for a little bit?"
"Sounds good to me."
Draco and Hermione started back towards the room and Hermione suggested, "Want to rent a movie?"
"Sure...movies are good."
The two walked into the video rental store and Draco paid to rent "Sweet November." Then they began the trek back to the room.
Hermione popped the video into the VCR while Draco took a seat at the end of the couch. Hermione then walked toward the couch and lay down, her head resting on Draco's lap. Draco placed his hand over her waist and massaged her stomach with his thumb gently. Hermione lay on her left side and she ran her hand up and down Draco's right shin.
As the plot rolled itself out over a period of about two hours and came to an end with Sarah's death, Draco grew impatient.
Draco lowered his face to Hermione's and kissed her roughly.
"Hermione?"
"Yeah...let's go..."she said as if she read his mind.
Hermione lifted her head off his lap so that he could slide out from under her. He then slid his hands underneath her and lifted her up as her arm went around his neck. Draco carried her over to the bed and laid her down gently. Draco crawled on top of her and lowered himself onto her. His face was a mere three inches from hers.
"I love you."
Before Hermione even got a chance to respond to him, Draco kissed her roughly. He parted her lips just as gently as he always did with his tongue. Hermione threw her arms around his neck.
Hermione;s hands then slid down his chest and back up underneath his shirt. Her fingers glided over his delicate skin, defined by each muscle he possessed. They stopped kissing only to rid each other of their shirts. Draco slid his hands under her back, unlatched her bra carefully, and discarded it on the floor.
Hermione's hands then slid down to the waistline of his shorts. She undid the button holding them together and moved toward the zipper. Hermione grasped it and began to undo it, excruciatingly slow, notch by notch. Draco moaned with impatience and tried to speed up the process but she resisted him.
Draco undid her shorts as quickly as he had rid her of her shirt. He slid them off her narrow hips and tugged at her panties as well to pull them off. Hermione pulled Draco's boxers off faster than she had his shorts. Draco stopped kissing her.
"You are so beautiful."
"Draco then lowered his head down to her breast and began to suck at it, probe at it with his tongue. Hermione let out a long low moan. She slid her fingers through his silky hair as he delivered the same delightful torture to the other breast. Draco then let out a moan as he thrust himself into her and they began moving as one, rocking their hips together. Hermione screamed his name and then decided she wanted to take complete control of the situation. She attempted to flip them over to go faster, but he pinned her back against the bed.
"C'mon Draco!"
"No," he said through panted breaths.
Draco continued to rock his hips into hers at the same slow pace as he had previously. Both moaned and screamed each other's names with pleasure as he reached his climax. Draco then collapsed on top of her and both gasped for air. Hermione brushed the wet hair out of Draco's eyes and he rolled off next to her.
Draco pulled her over next to him and their bodies, saturated with perspiration, lay adjacent to one another. The back of Hermione's head rested on his chest and his arm went around her waist.
"I love you Draco Malfoy."
"I love you too."
Hermione's eyes fluttered shut from exhaustion and she slipped off to sleep. When Draco was sure she was asleep, he slid out of bed and put his boxers and shorts on. He then slid out of the door quietly. He would only be gone for about an hour or so.
Hermione slept peacefully for a few short minutes before coldness settled around her salt covered body. The lack of Draco's presence let the cold encase her and she was awakened by the creak of the door. Hermione's eyes snapped open.
"Draco?"
No answer.
"Draco?" she said with slightly more panic while sitting bolt upright.
Still no answer.
Hermione clutched the sheet tight against her and drew it up to her chest. Hermione's eyes darted blindly around the pitch black room. Her only senses of sound and smell told her that someone was approaching that was not Draco.
"Reveal yourself at once!"
She still received no answer from the silent intruder. The next sequence of events occurred rapidly.
The intruder flipped on the bed-side light and it revealed a man masked completely in black all except for his eyes. His left hand held a bag filled with various items from the room and his right supported a very small handgun.
"Don't move unless I say and no one will get hurt."
Hermione did as she was told, holding her temptation to nod in agreement. The man kept his gun at the ready as he rummaged through more drawers in the room. When the masked man finished sorting and obtaining everything he wished, he walked toward Hermione. She was still seated with the sheet covering her. There was one last thing he wished to attain.
"Get up and unlock this trunk," he said with his gun in his hand. Hermione sat dumbfounded, staring blankly. Draco returned to the room and opened the door quietly, thinking that Hermione was still asleep.
The man slapped Hermione and she still sat motionless. A red handprint appeared upon her once pale face. Nothing angered Draco more than harm or danger to Hermione. He walked cautiously up behind the masked man and tapped him in the shoulder.
"I think I have something else that might interest you."
Draco drew back his arm and put all his body weight behind the punch he threw at the man's face.
"Don't you ever touch her again or you'll get worse next time. Get up!"
The man lay motionless on the floor.
"I said get up!" roared Draco Draco's eyes were full of fierce fury and rage as he hoisted the man up off the floor and tide him up with shoelaces. The man's head lolled to one side as he sat there unconscious.
"Hermione, are you alright?"
She didn't respond out verbally out of pure shock but rather just nodded her head. Draco walked swiftly over to the phone and called the police.
Draco then walked toward the bed and pulled Hermione over into his embrace. His eyes were transfixed on the masked intruder until the police arrived, fury pulsing throughout his body. When they did arrive, they handcuffed the man and took him out to the police car, whose lights revolved repetitively, red, white, and blue. The detective approached the two witnesses. The detective opened his mouth to start questioning Hermione, but Draco cut him off.
"Please sir. We've been through enough tonight. Would you be so kind as to leave and lock the door on your way out? We'll drop by the station tomorrow. I promise you."
"We really-"
"Sir, I believe I am making a reasonable request."
"Very well...make sure you do...or we'll come looking for you."
Draco nodded as they departed, locking the door on their way out. He returned to the shocked Hermione on the bed.
"You sure you're aright?"
"God, I was so scared! Don't ever scare me like that again!" Hermione sobbed into his chest. Tears rolled down her cheek and felt cold as the dripped onto his bare chest.
"Shhhhh....it's alright....shhhhh..."
Draco kept her in his embrace and rocked her back and forth, the bed creaking beneath them. Draco first kissed her on the head and then lifted her chin to his lips.
"Everything's going to be fine...I'm right here."
"Where did you go?" she asked through sobs.
"It's a surprise...you're going to have to wait until the day after tomorrow."
"I was so worried you had left me for someone else after you got what you wanted."
"Hermione, I would never do such a thing...I love you and only you."
Hermione looked up into his now-calm eyes, the fury and rage erased, and saw glints of sincerity and love in them. Hermione then leaned back against his chest and the two sat a rocked back anf forth together in silence for what seemed like hours. Draco massage her cheek where she had been slapped with his thumb. It had turned bright red from impact.
"Let's call it a night."
"I can't sleep."
"You'll fall off to sleep."
Hermione nodded and the two lay adjacent in the bed. Hermione lay close to him, still and silent in Draco's arms. An hour later, her eyes fluttered shut and sleep overcame consciousness. He drifted off to sleep not long afterwards.
