A/N: Next chapter. enjoy! REPOST
Disclaimer: I'm no longer penniless, but still own nil.
Chapter FIVE!!!
The sun was peeking through the linen drapes on top of Hermione's apartment. She woke up slowly with the sun prying at her eyes. Se was slightly shocked to see Draco next to her, with is head in her cleavage, but then she remembered how he had opened up to her about his past, she smiled to herself. Hermione examined his closed eyes and his nose and his mouth and his chin. 'He looks so sweet when he sleeps' she thought to herself. She noticed his eyes softly peeking open.
"Good morning love." She said softly. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm pretty good, you?" He responded sleepily.
"Very good, you want breakfast?"
"Sounds nice to me. Let me get dressed."
Draco and Hermione slowly got dressed together and went down to the kitchen.
"Ok, we have pancakes and French toast."
"Pancakes, I didn't know that you could cook?" Draco replied, as Hermione started to shuffle through the cupboards
"Yeah, I know how. I'm not that great of a chef, but I can make pancakes."
In about ten minutes the pancakes were ready and they both sat enjoying them. They sat and talked about Draco's job.
"So what does the minister of magic really do?" Hermione asked.
"Not much. I have to work six days a week and go to conferences and Ministry functions, but other then that I just hold press conferences, and say yes or no to different types of things. I have to keep the moral of the people up. Not to hard really. It's harder to be the head of a department. It involves more work in the department and at the general level." He explained.
"So, could you say no to a few things and come over tonight?" Hermione asked.
"Can do" Said Draco as he finished his pancakes and got up to leave. "Bye"
Hermione walked him to the door.
"Bye" She kissed him. It was simple but elongated.
The next week and a half was much like this morning. Draco would get off work and go to Hermione's. When he got there sometimes they would eat, flirting with each other the whole time. Other times they would sit together on the floor and read. And still other times he'd come in drop his briefcase and Hermione would be in his arms. Either way they always ended up spending the night together, filled with passion. One morning Hermione was presented with a question. They were on her roof reading different sections of the daily profit.
"Hermione, where are you going after you leave London?"
"New York. I have to do some press and a few other things." Hermione replied still reading the article about fashion.
"You're leaving on Friday right?"
"Umm hum" She replied, still reading.
"Hermione Granger I have a question for you!"
"Shoot." Still reading.
"Will you go out to dinner with me on Thursday night?" This may not seem like a question that would need to be asked, but even if they were sleeping together they still hadn't gone out for dinner. Hermione still hadn't told him that she wasn't allowed to have a boyfriend of any type. It might not seem like a big deal, but "L.A" had asked her, and all the people that she had to deal with would get mad at her. She had learned that it helps to have a happy staff. So she did have quite a problem on her hands.
"Draco I'd LOVE to go to dinner with you!" She said dropping the paper and closing him in to a big hug, but then she remembered her promise "Oh shit!" she exclaimed aloud.
"What baby?"
"Sorry Draco I can't." She explained why she couldn't. He seemed rather sad, even if he said he was ok. Hermione had an idea though.
Later that day after Draco left for work she went out to the mall. She bought a black wig. It was one of the nicest she had seen. It had real hair. The hair was black and wavy and short, vintage style, much different then her golden blonde hair. When Draco rang her doorbell that night she put on the wig. She showed it to him and they made plans to go out of Thursday night.
Hermione was very excited on Thursday afternoon. It had been so long sense she had gone on a date, not sense Harry four years ago. She took a shower. After the shower she picked out a black wrap style dress that looked fabulous on her curvy figure. She looked in the mirror and put in her new green color contacts and then her makeup and then the wig. She looked completely different. She loved it.
As a precaution she met Draco at the trendy restaurant. He looked dashing as well. He was in a designer suit. They had a wonderful dinner with drinks after words, cosmopolitans (Hermione's favorite). There was only one close call of being caught. When they were ordering the food the waitress said:
"Wow, you remind me of Minnie Granger!" Hermione froze and looked at Draco. He saved the day.
"Miss you must be mistaken I'm Jack Harris and this is my wife Lucy."
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry!"
"That's alright, people tell me I look like her a lot" Hermione said winking at Draco.
The rest of the night went smoothly. And before long the night was over. Hermione and Draco popped into his Rolls Royce and went to his penthouse apartment. It was huge and very elegantly decorated. Hermione dropped her bag and turned around. She jumped in to his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist kissing him with the door still open.
"Hermione," Draco gasped between breaths, "let me close the door." He closed and locked the door as she was kissing him. She removed her arms from behind his head and threw off her wig, and started to work on the top buttons of his shirt.
"Thanks for covering for me at the restaurant" She muttered as he put her down for a second after locking the door and untied the wrap dress. It fell to the ground amidst their frenzied kisses bruising each other lips with their strength. Hermione was pulling at his shirt with desperate passion. Draco helped her out by pulling his jacket and un doing his shirt. "No Problem" he replied
He then picked her up and walked with out look towards the very expensive red couch that sat in the center of the room, however, he couldn't see and only made it to the beginning of the carpet where Hermione decided to grab his cock through his pants, taking him by surprise and sending them both to the floor.
"These clothes have to go." Hermione said huskily. Unclasping her bra sending his mouth to her nipples. Draco was on top of Hermione now, attempting to use his hands to pull off his pants, not having much success, so Hermione flipped him over.
"My turn." She took her tongue and dragged it down his chest, stilling looking at him, to his pants and, simultaneously sucking the sensitive skin above the top of his kakis, undid his belt and pulled off his pants.
"Enough foreplay" Draco grunted, needing to feel her around his throbbing cock.
"Alright" Replied Hermione seductively. With that she pulled off her thong and went down on him, riding him like a bull. She was gasping through the immense pleasure and Draco was playing with her breasts, eyes closed. Draco came first and Hermione kept jumping up and down on his cock in desperate need of a release. She was using one hand to play with Draco's balls and another to finger her clit, Draco was still playing with her full breasts.
They went on like this, rolling around on the floor for a few hours trying to make each other cum more. Eventually they feel asleep with the smell of cum drifting dense the air. Little did they know that someone was lurking outside the door.
Draco and Hermione woke up the next Morning, took a shower together and ate cereal before they left separately to go on to there daily routines.
Hermione spent the morning out buying new clothes to cheer herself up. She was very sad that she had to leave Draco. When she got back to her apartment a note was slipped under her door. She gasped as she read it.
Minnie Granger,
I know about you and Mr. Malfoy. You better break it off with him or else there will be calamitous consequences. I never go back on my word.
There was no signature at the bottom. A few seconds later Hermione felt sick, she ran to the bathroom and threw up.
END CHAPTER FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A/N: Please R/R!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love reviews! How was my sex scene? Ok I hope???
lilpink!
Disclaimer: I'm no longer penniless, but still own nil.
Chapter FIVE!!!
The sun was peeking through the linen drapes on top of Hermione's apartment. She woke up slowly with the sun prying at her eyes. Se was slightly shocked to see Draco next to her, with is head in her cleavage, but then she remembered how he had opened up to her about his past, she smiled to herself. Hermione examined his closed eyes and his nose and his mouth and his chin. 'He looks so sweet when he sleeps' she thought to herself. She noticed his eyes softly peeking open.
"Good morning love." She said softly. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm pretty good, you?" He responded sleepily.
"Very good, you want breakfast?"
"Sounds nice to me. Let me get dressed."
Draco and Hermione slowly got dressed together and went down to the kitchen.
"Ok, we have pancakes and French toast."
"Pancakes, I didn't know that you could cook?" Draco replied, as Hermione started to shuffle through the cupboards
"Yeah, I know how. I'm not that great of a chef, but I can make pancakes."
In about ten minutes the pancakes were ready and they both sat enjoying them. They sat and talked about Draco's job.
"So what does the minister of magic really do?" Hermione asked.
"Not much. I have to work six days a week and go to conferences and Ministry functions, but other then that I just hold press conferences, and say yes or no to different types of things. I have to keep the moral of the people up. Not to hard really. It's harder to be the head of a department. It involves more work in the department and at the general level." He explained.
"So, could you say no to a few things and come over tonight?" Hermione asked.
"Can do" Said Draco as he finished his pancakes and got up to leave. "Bye"
Hermione walked him to the door.
"Bye" She kissed him. It was simple but elongated.
The next week and a half was much like this morning. Draco would get off work and go to Hermione's. When he got there sometimes they would eat, flirting with each other the whole time. Other times they would sit together on the floor and read. And still other times he'd come in drop his briefcase and Hermione would be in his arms. Either way they always ended up spending the night together, filled with passion. One morning Hermione was presented with a question. They were on her roof reading different sections of the daily profit.
"Hermione, where are you going after you leave London?"
"New York. I have to do some press and a few other things." Hermione replied still reading the article about fashion.
"You're leaving on Friday right?"
"Umm hum" She replied, still reading.
"Hermione Granger I have a question for you!"
"Shoot." Still reading.
"Will you go out to dinner with me on Thursday night?" This may not seem like a question that would need to be asked, but even if they were sleeping together they still hadn't gone out for dinner. Hermione still hadn't told him that she wasn't allowed to have a boyfriend of any type. It might not seem like a big deal, but "L.A" had asked her, and all the people that she had to deal with would get mad at her. She had learned that it helps to have a happy staff. So she did have quite a problem on her hands.
"Draco I'd LOVE to go to dinner with you!" She said dropping the paper and closing him in to a big hug, but then she remembered her promise "Oh shit!" she exclaimed aloud.
"What baby?"
"Sorry Draco I can't." She explained why she couldn't. He seemed rather sad, even if he said he was ok. Hermione had an idea though.
Later that day after Draco left for work she went out to the mall. She bought a black wig. It was one of the nicest she had seen. It had real hair. The hair was black and wavy and short, vintage style, much different then her golden blonde hair. When Draco rang her doorbell that night she put on the wig. She showed it to him and they made plans to go out of Thursday night.
Hermione was very excited on Thursday afternoon. It had been so long sense she had gone on a date, not sense Harry four years ago. She took a shower. After the shower she picked out a black wrap style dress that looked fabulous on her curvy figure. She looked in the mirror and put in her new green color contacts and then her makeup and then the wig. She looked completely different. She loved it.
As a precaution she met Draco at the trendy restaurant. He looked dashing as well. He was in a designer suit. They had a wonderful dinner with drinks after words, cosmopolitans (Hermione's favorite). There was only one close call of being caught. When they were ordering the food the waitress said:
"Wow, you remind me of Minnie Granger!" Hermione froze and looked at Draco. He saved the day.
"Miss you must be mistaken I'm Jack Harris and this is my wife Lucy."
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry!"
"That's alright, people tell me I look like her a lot" Hermione said winking at Draco.
The rest of the night went smoothly. And before long the night was over. Hermione and Draco popped into his Rolls Royce and went to his penthouse apartment. It was huge and very elegantly decorated. Hermione dropped her bag and turned around. She jumped in to his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist kissing him with the door still open.
"Hermione," Draco gasped between breaths, "let me close the door." He closed and locked the door as she was kissing him. She removed her arms from behind his head and threw off her wig, and started to work on the top buttons of his shirt.
"Thanks for covering for me at the restaurant" She muttered as he put her down for a second after locking the door and untied the wrap dress. It fell to the ground amidst their frenzied kisses bruising each other lips with their strength. Hermione was pulling at his shirt with desperate passion. Draco helped her out by pulling his jacket and un doing his shirt. "No Problem" he replied
He then picked her up and walked with out look towards the very expensive red couch that sat in the center of the room, however, he couldn't see and only made it to the beginning of the carpet where Hermione decided to grab his cock through his pants, taking him by surprise and sending them both to the floor.
"These clothes have to go." Hermione said huskily. Unclasping her bra sending his mouth to her nipples. Draco was on top of Hermione now, attempting to use his hands to pull off his pants, not having much success, so Hermione flipped him over.
"My turn." She took her tongue and dragged it down his chest, stilling looking at him, to his pants and, simultaneously sucking the sensitive skin above the top of his kakis, undid his belt and pulled off his pants.
"Enough foreplay" Draco grunted, needing to feel her around his throbbing cock.
"Alright" Replied Hermione seductively. With that she pulled off her thong and went down on him, riding him like a bull. She was gasping through the immense pleasure and Draco was playing with her breasts, eyes closed. Draco came first and Hermione kept jumping up and down on his cock in desperate need of a release. She was using one hand to play with Draco's balls and another to finger her clit, Draco was still playing with her full breasts.
They went on like this, rolling around on the floor for a few hours trying to make each other cum more. Eventually they feel asleep with the smell of cum drifting dense the air. Little did they know that someone was lurking outside the door.
Draco and Hermione woke up the next Morning, took a shower together and ate cereal before they left separately to go on to there daily routines.
Hermione spent the morning out buying new clothes to cheer herself up. She was very sad that she had to leave Draco. When she got back to her apartment a note was slipped under her door. She gasped as she read it.
Minnie Granger,
I know about you and Mr. Malfoy. You better break it off with him or else there will be calamitous consequences. I never go back on my word.
There was no signature at the bottom. A few seconds later Hermione felt sick, she ran to the bathroom and threw up.
END CHAPTER FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A/N: Please R/R!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love reviews! How was my sex scene? Ok I hope???
lilpink!
