Confidence

Summary: Hermione's been gone from Britain for five years, across the pond getting her Masteries. She's back now and knows exactly what she wants.

AN: This was just a fun little story that popped in my head. Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no monies.

Hermione stepped through the doors and proceeded down the hall to her destination. She paid no mind to the stares she received, knowing she was getting double takes and smirked; so many were going to be blown away with her new life when they learned of it. She now wore clothes that fit her and complimented her figure. Her hair was tamed to silky waves. Her head was held high in confidence rather than defiance these days. She had been gone from Britain for five years and wasn't sure if she would stay or not. A lot depended on how this meeting went.

Shortly after the rebuilding, she had left for America to study with a Master who was much like her, a consummate student. Hermione had managed to get her Masteries in several subjects through her Master, but more importantly, she had learned about herself and life.

Life and magic were different across the pond.

Americans were the most forward thinking of the magical communities and able to embrace muggle advances. The witches and wizards there had figured out a way to make technology work no matter the concentration of magic around whatever item. Hermione had been overwhelmed at first but quickly became reliant on her cell phone and computer. How she had managed to do anything without them she could no longer fathom.

After a few minutes, she finally found the door she wanted. Hermione took a moment to make sure everything was in order before knocking.

"Enter" came a disembodied voice.

"Morning Draco." Hermione greeted as she closed the door and leaned against it to study him. He had grown considerably since the War and looked even better than the pictures in the magazines.

Draco continued scanning the document until the voice registered. When he looked up, he had to do a double take. Yep, Hermione Granger was in his office and looking at him like she wanted to devour him. Blinking a few times, Draco gave her a slow once over. Bloody hell she looked good, damn good.

Her hair was in soft waves to her waist, she wore form fitting low rise jeans that made his mouth water. On her upper body, she wore a snug V neck top that hugged her breasts lovingly. Then there were the boots, they were leather with, easily, three and a half inch heels that came up to her knees. A sexier sight he hadn't seen. Add to that the air of confidence she now wore and Draco had to subtly adjust himself.

"What can I do for you, Hermione?" Draco finally managed to ask, using her given name since she had used his.

"Hmm, do for me or to me?" came her reply in a sultry voice as she made her way to him slowly.

Draco swallowed, "Either, both, your choice." his voice dropped an octave or two as the sexual tension ratcheted up the closer she got.

When she moved around his desk towards him, Draco swiveled his chair to face her, enjoying the way her eyes raked over his body, pausing at the prominent bulge in his pants with a smirk. Then she did the last thing he expected, she straddled his lap and looped her arms around his neck. Leaning in, she inhaled deeply as she rocked against him.

"I think to me is more interesting." she purred in his ear, causing him to groan and wrap his arms around her hips to pull her closer as he captured her lips in a soul branding kiss. When Hermione moaned and pressed harder against his shaft, Draco quickly sent a locking charm at the door and silenced the room. He had no clue how far they would go but he wanted to make sure they were the only ones to be privy to that information.

After coming up for air in time to watch this glorious witch fall over the edge of pleasure, Draco saw in her eyes true passion for him. He had no clue where it came from but wasn't about to argue either. The last time he had seen Hermione had been just before she left and she had been beautiful to him then, now she was breathtaking. However, he never knew she had given him a second thought after the history they had.

Then their clothes disappeared and Draco thought no more. All he could do was hold on for dear life as Hermione grasped his engorged member to line it up to her very wet entrance and slid all the way down in one fluid motion. Draco allowed her to ride him through two orgasms before he lifted her, turned her to his desk and slid home after she braced herself and widened her stance. He thrust nice and slow to begin with, enjoying the sounds coming from her. That was until she pushed back against him, then he sped up and pounded her hard, loving the near constant keening she was doing. Just as Draco was about to come, he pulled Hermione flush against him, tilted her head and kissed her with everything he had.

Once they had calmed a bit, with him still inside her and holding her to him, he asked, "Not that I'm complaining…but what brought this on?"

Hermione smiled contentedly at him before answering.

"I've always thought you good looking, Draco but with everything going on knew to keep it to myself. Then you chose the light when it mattered and after the Battle helped just as much as everyone else to put things back to rights. I saw you, in Diagon Alley, just before I left and realized how much you had changed. I knew then the timing still wasn't right but made a promise to myself that I would have you after my Masteries."

"Kept up on me, have you?" He asked with a small smirk.

Hermione chuckled softly, "Of course, my dragon. You were worth keeping track of."

Draco stared into her eyes to see her genuine interest before he leaned in to kiss her gently, "I'm glad you did. But, tell me, do you want more or was this a one off?"

"Mm, more definitely. You?" she answered.

"More absolutely." Draco told her as he stepped back, cast a cleaning charm on them and embraced her again. "How about we start with dinner and go from there?" he added.

"Sounds wonderful." Hermione agreed.

~Fin~