Author's Note: I know! I took forever to update! But I'm working on another
fic that I'm really excited about. It's getting pretty long, but I still
haven't posted it because I'm not sure if I should have a really long
prologue or what. Hope you like this chapter! I put in some Draco/Hermione
action you all begged me for. It's actually more than I intended on doing,
but something possessed me to write it. Enjoy!
Rating: R
"Hermione! Please calm down! We don't need you to awake the entire school. I know you're shocked but-" Professor Dumbledore's voice was cut off by a very hysterical Head Girl.
"Shocked? No, I'm not shocked! Why would I be shocked that someone who's been dead for the past year suddenly comes back to life? That happens everyday! As a matter of fact, I had tea with Cedric Diggory the other day! So why would I be shocked? I'm not shocked, Headmaster, I'm-"
"Don't finish that sentence, Miss Magia," Dumbledore got the hint on where her speech was headed by the very pissed-off tone she held nearing the end, she obviously was still a little angry at Pansy's accusations. "Sit down and let me explain." Hermione obliged, the use of her surname caught her off guard and she figured it would be best before she got herself in even more trouble. She felt a reassuring hand on her shoulder and looked up to see a very tired, yet much healthier Sirius Black. They exchanged smiles and turned their attention to Professor Dumbledore.
"Sirius here never died. It was a scam created by the order to be able to implicate our next phase of action. We needed to prepare Harry so he could draw Voldermort's attention from searching for the girl in the myth, which is you, to planning ways to kill Harry. It's dangerous, but it must happen for your powers to awaken fully. We hope. There is a very likely chance this'll all blow up in our face and we'll fall into chaos. Also, with staging Sirius' death to look like he was murdered by Death Eaters, something he was accused of being, forces the Ministry to realize he was innocent and clear his name." Hermione was dumbfounded, it was all a scam to protect her while putting her best friend in danger. She looked at Sirius who nodded and grinned sheepishly. Despite all the risks, he was dreadfully happy you have his name cleared and able to lead a normal, as normal as possible for a guy who's supposed to be dead, life.
"As long as we're on the subject. I think it best if you don't mention this to anybody. Including Ron and Harry, for obvious reasons. Harry needs to think I'm dead, at least for the present." Sirius said, his voice regaining some of it's youthfulness. Hermione nodded to him, how was she going t keep this a secret from her friends. Of everything that tested her will power, this was almost unbearable! She focused her thoughts onto the earlier events of the night.
"Headmaster, I should tell you, I encountered water. That's two elements, only two more to go before we know for sure. But even then. I just thought I should tell you." Dumbledore nodded to her and was silent for a moment before speaking. "Yet I fear that things may fall into swing sooner than we anticipated. Well, I can't say this hasn't been an uneventful night. In fact it's been quite informative. But it is time you returned to your dorm, Aradia. Sirius, follow me, I have some things to discuss with you." Sirius nodded to Albus than gave Hermione a smile as she left the office.
Hermione was lost in her thoughts as she entered the Heads dormitory, despite how utterly impossible this night seemed, somehow it made sense. Things like this happened before. It wasn't as unusual as it seemed, right?
She contemplated what to do as she looked around the dark common room. She wasn't very tired, and all her homework was done for the next few weeks. So she made herself some tea and sat on the loveseat, gazing into the fire before her, the only source of light. Sensing another presence in the room, she turned to see Draco standing there, in the doorway of his room, watching her.
"I was wondering when you'd notice me." Came his signature drawl and his smirk reappeared on his pale, yet devilishly handsome face. Somehow it was a relief to see the old Draco come back tonight. At least some things stayed the same.
"Thank god, it's only you. I was worried Pansy Parkinslut decided to wait up for me." Hermione gave him a small smile before taking a sip of her tea. Draco smirked again as he made his way over to her, sitting down behind her, his hands finding her shoulders and her began to give her a massage. Hermione moaned slightly in agreement.
"Where have your hands been all my life?"
Draco brought his head next to her ear, his breath grazing her cheek, sending shivers down her spine for some reason. "You should see what else these hands can do." Hermione felt her stomach fill up with butterflies at his suggestion. She'd had other guys give her this line, yet none of them could send her into a nervousness quite like Draco had. Maybe it was the recent events that did it, yes that had to be what was going on. She took another sip of her tea as his hands made their way to her neck in sensual circles, driving her hormones wild.
"You keep that up, Mister Malfoy and I might consider taking you up on that offer. Ohhhhh, yes! Right there!" Draco had found a tight knot that had developed at the base of her neck and was slowly releasing her tension. She felt him grin, pleased with his efforts, but she didn't care, his hands were a godsend!
"I don't know what you're insinuating, Miss Granger. But I would be delighted to find out." He said, with mock innocence. Hermione pulled away from him and turned around to face him, the firelight accentuating the features of his bare chest, much to the pleasure of Hermione. She took her finger and traced his muscles and licked her lips before speaking,
"You just take those nasty, nasty thoughts out of your mind, Mister Malfoy, because I would never insinuate anything of that sort! But...You might be able to convince me otherwise!" She clapped her hands over her mouth, she couldn't believe what she just uttered. Yet there was a hint of truth in it, wasn't there?
'No! Absolutely not! I don't have any feelings towards Draco other than gratitude. That's all. But there was that one wonderful night after Elysian Fields...No! It was just once and that's all it'll even be.' Hermione silently argued with herself, yet even despite the warnings in her mind, her body spoke otherwise. And Draco could sense it too, his hands removed hers from her mouth and brought them up around his neck.
"Let me do that." A puzzled look came across her face and her mind screamed pull away, but everything went blissfully blank as he made it clearer by covering her mouth with his. His tongue grazing her lips, as if asking for entrance. She granted him his wish and went wild with his taste. It was thrilling, why didn't she remember how absolutely intoxicating his kisses were, if she did, this would've happened a lot more often. His arms wrapped around her waist as her drew her underneath him. He released her mouth and looked into her eyes, his blonde hair falling into his face in a very sexy way. "Well, are you convinced?"
"Not quite, I think I need another go." Why were those words coming from her mouth! It was as if someone else was talking through her. Yet she felt oddly contented with Draco's advances, as if they had been lovers forever. He smiled at her and lowered his mouth to her, "Only to happy to oblige." He claimed her mouth again in his passion, once again he drew away, "Well?"
She didn't say anything but gave him a look that said everything from, 'Why the hell did you stop?' to 'Take me, Take me now!' He got the message and reclaimed the mouth that so eagerly awaiting his arrival. His hands removed her cloak that covered her pajama's. His mouth moved down to her neck and gently nipped it, her hands strung through his hair in an approving manner. Her mind told her to stop this madness and leave, but something deep inside her told her to take off her clothes, and that's what she did. With Draco's help of course. Right before her underwear came off, Draco stopped his assault and picked her up, "We may as well be comfortable if you want to do this right." Came his husky whisper, nipping her ear in a playful manner. She buried her head in his neck and covered it in kisses. He gently laid her down on his bed and she pulled him down onto him. His hands caressed her skin down her back and onto her stomach before finding her panty line and carefully tugged down her last defense against him.
Soon enough, they were both naked on his bed, lost in their passions. Draco was doing everything in his power to keep Hermione on the verge of exploding. His fingers delicately aroused her nipples, rubbing and pinching in sensual manner. Hermione's hands were graciously exploring every inch of his gorgeous body. Become very fond of his inner thigh, creeping up and feeling him tense up them retreat quickly. Her neck was covered in little lovebites when she finally decided it was time to release the building tension. Draco felt her hands run up his back and into his hair, pressing her body into his. His own hands maneuvered their way to her hips, feeling himself harden more every second. Her legs wrapped around his, granting him entrance into her realm. He kissed her gently on the lips before he entered her, the motion of which sending her into a sate of sheer bliss.
Slowly he started to pump in and out of her, he could feel her excitement rising along with his. He sped up as he heard her moan his name, the pleasure growing with each rock of their hips or movement of their body's. They knew it was coming, it pulsed within them both, Draco was moving faster and faster, Hermione was moan and clutching onto him for dear life. In a matter of moments they exploded together, sending them both in a state of nirvana. Draco pulled out of her and collapsed on the next to her. Their chests rising and falling in sequence with each other, breathing heavily. Hermione's hand interlaced with his and she looked over at him, smiling and eyes shining. He followed in suit and wrapped his arm around her exposed waist.
She nestled her head into his neck and kissed him gently. His hand stroked her hair and pulled the blankets up over them. "I love you, Draco." She whispered, snuggling up to him, her head in his chest, smiling like mad.
"I love you too, Aradia." He whispered back, kissing her forehead and relaxing into her embrace. They were soon asleep in each other's arms. Neither of them sensing the impending doom that hovered above them like a rain cloud bursting to the seems, waiting to be realsed.
"Hermione! Please calm down! We don't need you to awake the entire school. I know you're shocked but-" Professor Dumbledore's voice was cut off by a very hysterical Head Girl.
"Shocked? No, I'm not shocked! Why would I be shocked that someone who's been dead for the past year suddenly comes back to life? That happens everyday! As a matter of fact, I had tea with Cedric Diggory the other day! So why would I be shocked? I'm not shocked, Headmaster, I'm-"
"Don't finish that sentence, Miss Magia," Dumbledore got the hint on where her speech was headed by the very pissed-off tone she held nearing the end, she obviously was still a little angry at Pansy's accusations. "Sit down and let me explain." Hermione obliged, the use of her surname caught her off guard and she figured it would be best before she got herself in even more trouble. She felt a reassuring hand on her shoulder and looked up to see a very tired, yet much healthier Sirius Black. They exchanged smiles and turned their attention to Professor Dumbledore.
"Sirius here never died. It was a scam created by the order to be able to implicate our next phase of action. We needed to prepare Harry so he could draw Voldermort's attention from searching for the girl in the myth, which is you, to planning ways to kill Harry. It's dangerous, but it must happen for your powers to awaken fully. We hope. There is a very likely chance this'll all blow up in our face and we'll fall into chaos. Also, with staging Sirius' death to look like he was murdered by Death Eaters, something he was accused of being, forces the Ministry to realize he was innocent and clear his name." Hermione was dumbfounded, it was all a scam to protect her while putting her best friend in danger. She looked at Sirius who nodded and grinned sheepishly. Despite all the risks, he was dreadfully happy you have his name cleared and able to lead a normal, as normal as possible for a guy who's supposed to be dead, life.
"As long as we're on the subject. I think it best if you don't mention this to anybody. Including Ron and Harry, for obvious reasons. Harry needs to think I'm dead, at least for the present." Sirius said, his voice regaining some of it's youthfulness. Hermione nodded to him, how was she going t keep this a secret from her friends. Of everything that tested her will power, this was almost unbearable! She focused her thoughts onto the earlier events of the night.
"Headmaster, I should tell you, I encountered water. That's two elements, only two more to go before we know for sure. But even then. I just thought I should tell you." Dumbledore nodded to her and was silent for a moment before speaking. "Yet I fear that things may fall into swing sooner than we anticipated. Well, I can't say this hasn't been an uneventful night. In fact it's been quite informative. But it is time you returned to your dorm, Aradia. Sirius, follow me, I have some things to discuss with you." Sirius nodded to Albus than gave Hermione a smile as she left the office.
Hermione was lost in her thoughts as she entered the Heads dormitory, despite how utterly impossible this night seemed, somehow it made sense. Things like this happened before. It wasn't as unusual as it seemed, right?
She contemplated what to do as she looked around the dark common room. She wasn't very tired, and all her homework was done for the next few weeks. So she made herself some tea and sat on the loveseat, gazing into the fire before her, the only source of light. Sensing another presence in the room, she turned to see Draco standing there, in the doorway of his room, watching her.
"I was wondering when you'd notice me." Came his signature drawl and his smirk reappeared on his pale, yet devilishly handsome face. Somehow it was a relief to see the old Draco come back tonight. At least some things stayed the same.
"Thank god, it's only you. I was worried Pansy Parkinslut decided to wait up for me." Hermione gave him a small smile before taking a sip of her tea. Draco smirked again as he made his way over to her, sitting down behind her, his hands finding her shoulders and her began to give her a massage. Hermione moaned slightly in agreement.
"Where have your hands been all my life?"
Draco brought his head next to her ear, his breath grazing her cheek, sending shivers down her spine for some reason. "You should see what else these hands can do." Hermione felt her stomach fill up with butterflies at his suggestion. She'd had other guys give her this line, yet none of them could send her into a nervousness quite like Draco had. Maybe it was the recent events that did it, yes that had to be what was going on. She took another sip of her tea as his hands made their way to her neck in sensual circles, driving her hormones wild.
"You keep that up, Mister Malfoy and I might consider taking you up on that offer. Ohhhhh, yes! Right there!" Draco had found a tight knot that had developed at the base of her neck and was slowly releasing her tension. She felt him grin, pleased with his efforts, but she didn't care, his hands were a godsend!
"I don't know what you're insinuating, Miss Granger. But I would be delighted to find out." He said, with mock innocence. Hermione pulled away from him and turned around to face him, the firelight accentuating the features of his bare chest, much to the pleasure of Hermione. She took her finger and traced his muscles and licked her lips before speaking,
"You just take those nasty, nasty thoughts out of your mind, Mister Malfoy, because I would never insinuate anything of that sort! But...You might be able to convince me otherwise!" She clapped her hands over her mouth, she couldn't believe what she just uttered. Yet there was a hint of truth in it, wasn't there?
'No! Absolutely not! I don't have any feelings towards Draco other than gratitude. That's all. But there was that one wonderful night after Elysian Fields...No! It was just once and that's all it'll even be.' Hermione silently argued with herself, yet even despite the warnings in her mind, her body spoke otherwise. And Draco could sense it too, his hands removed hers from her mouth and brought them up around his neck.
"Let me do that." A puzzled look came across her face and her mind screamed pull away, but everything went blissfully blank as he made it clearer by covering her mouth with his. His tongue grazing her lips, as if asking for entrance. She granted him his wish and went wild with his taste. It was thrilling, why didn't she remember how absolutely intoxicating his kisses were, if she did, this would've happened a lot more often. His arms wrapped around her waist as her drew her underneath him. He released her mouth and looked into her eyes, his blonde hair falling into his face in a very sexy way. "Well, are you convinced?"
"Not quite, I think I need another go." Why were those words coming from her mouth! It was as if someone else was talking through her. Yet she felt oddly contented with Draco's advances, as if they had been lovers forever. He smiled at her and lowered his mouth to her, "Only to happy to oblige." He claimed her mouth again in his passion, once again he drew away, "Well?"
She didn't say anything but gave him a look that said everything from, 'Why the hell did you stop?' to 'Take me, Take me now!' He got the message and reclaimed the mouth that so eagerly awaiting his arrival. His hands removed her cloak that covered her pajama's. His mouth moved down to her neck and gently nipped it, her hands strung through his hair in an approving manner. Her mind told her to stop this madness and leave, but something deep inside her told her to take off her clothes, and that's what she did. With Draco's help of course. Right before her underwear came off, Draco stopped his assault and picked her up, "We may as well be comfortable if you want to do this right." Came his husky whisper, nipping her ear in a playful manner. She buried her head in his neck and covered it in kisses. He gently laid her down on his bed and she pulled him down onto him. His hands caressed her skin down her back and onto her stomach before finding her panty line and carefully tugged down her last defense against him.
Soon enough, they were both naked on his bed, lost in their passions. Draco was doing everything in his power to keep Hermione on the verge of exploding. His fingers delicately aroused her nipples, rubbing and pinching in sensual manner. Hermione's hands were graciously exploring every inch of his gorgeous body. Become very fond of his inner thigh, creeping up and feeling him tense up them retreat quickly. Her neck was covered in little lovebites when she finally decided it was time to release the building tension. Draco felt her hands run up his back and into his hair, pressing her body into his. His own hands maneuvered their way to her hips, feeling himself harden more every second. Her legs wrapped around his, granting him entrance into her realm. He kissed her gently on the lips before he entered her, the motion of which sending her into a sate of sheer bliss.
Slowly he started to pump in and out of her, he could feel her excitement rising along with his. He sped up as he heard her moan his name, the pleasure growing with each rock of their hips or movement of their body's. They knew it was coming, it pulsed within them both, Draco was moving faster and faster, Hermione was moan and clutching onto him for dear life. In a matter of moments they exploded together, sending them both in a state of nirvana. Draco pulled out of her and collapsed on the next to her. Their chests rising and falling in sequence with each other, breathing heavily. Hermione's hand interlaced with his and she looked over at him, smiling and eyes shining. He followed in suit and wrapped his arm around her exposed waist.
She nestled her head into his neck and kissed him gently. His hand stroked her hair and pulled the blankets up over them. "I love you, Draco." She whispered, snuggling up to him, her head in his chest, smiling like mad.
"I love you too, Aradia." He whispered back, kissing her forehead and relaxing into her embrace. They were soon asleep in each other's arms. Neither of them sensing the impending doom that hovered above them like a rain cloud bursting to the seems, waiting to be realsed.