My Bittersweet Life
-Edalene
Summary- Over the summer of 6th year, Dumbledore asks Hermione Granger to marry her arch nemesis: Draco Malfoy. But the biggest problem is that he won't let her get the annulment?
Author's Note- Greetings! You can call me 'E', 'Edalene', or 'Elise'. Please read after you read my story! I know there are many fics like this, but I hope to make it the best 'marriage' one. Please don't accuse me plagiarism, because I'll make it different from the other ones. So please help me improve it by reviewing. This isn't my first fic, I've written tons before but this is a new penname. Anyways.. I hope you enjoy. Should I continue it? If not, then just flame me. I had flames before, although I had more positive reviews than flames. However that isn't important right now. so let's just grab some chips and start reading. I know this is short, but I promise more satisfying chapters later! I characterized and sorted this fic into the humour group. So please tell me how you think of it! Also, I want to thank those ten people for reviewing my story! Reviews just make my day a fine one. Toodles!
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Before on Chapter 5-
She unwrapped her arms around his as it gently made their way towards his hair. After they broke the kiss, he continued to hold her close towards his chest, loving the way her breasts felt against him. Listening to her breathing slowly calm down and move in a steady cadence, he savoured her scent one more time before falling asleep on her.
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Rated R for many, juicy reasons. Hehe. ^-^.
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+++ Chapter 6- The Return+++
The next morning, Draco opened up his eyes. He found he was still asleep on his wife, and wondered if his weight had crushed her by any chance. He quickly shifted off her, and then walked to the window. Opening the drapes, Draco looked out the window. They went on a wizarding honeymoon, all from Narcissa's request and some of her connections. He walked over to the mini refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of champagne. Looking around the room, he finally spotted two goblets sitting broadly on top of the kitchen counter. He then poured an amount into the bottle, and took in a long sip.
Finally, Hermione woke up. She sighed as she looked around the room. 'Why do I keep overlooking to see I married a Malfoy?' she wondered. 'Or that I'm one too…' She looked at him, and as he heard the bed shift he turned around to face her.
"Did I hurt you last night?" he asked. She perked a brow. "I mean.. when we were… when I was lying on top of you?"
She shook her head. "No. Although I'd thought you'd be bony, you were actually quite comfortable." She answered.
He smirked. "I knew it."
"Knew what?"
"That you couldn't resist me." He answered, smirking wider.
"Stop flattering yourself!" she said, just like what she had said previously last night.
"However do you mean?" he asked, matter of factly.
Hermione grunted, but then threw a pillow at him. "Are you sure you're not a homosexual?" she asked teasingly before she walked across the room.
"HEY!" he exclaimed as he caught the pillow thanks to his fast seeker reflexes. "By the way, do you want another game of tickling?"
"Thank you for the offer, but no. I'm actually quite hungry. Got any plans?"
"No… because I was thinking about ordering from room service…" he drawled. "How about some… strawberries?" he asked, cocking his head to one side.
"If you're thinking of having sex with me and aphrodisiacs you're wrong." She replied, before walking back towards him. She smiled at him seductively before placing her hands on his chest. He leaned in to her touch, and Hermione whispered in his ear, "however I do want something tasteful." Smacking his arse teasingly, she departed the room… leaving a horny Draco standing in the middle of the room gazing back at his dear wife.
{At the beach}
Breakfast had been wonderful, although nothing had happened. Now they settled off for the beach, where Hermione asked Draco to pour sunscreen on her. He nodded, gulping before taking the cream and smearing it gently over her back. Hermione tossed her hair over one side of her shoulder.
"Why are you doing this?" he finally asked, breaking the silence between them two.
"Doing what?" she answered.
"Opening up to me."
"Because I found you to be placid now that I pay a better amount of interest in you," she answered casually.
"Mm-hmm…" he answered, staring off into space.
"Draco can you teach me something?"
He smirked, snapping out of his secret rendezvous thoughts.
"Anything for you." He answered.
She smiled.
"Alright then. Teach me how to swim."
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After a few more weeks of spending some time together (a few pecks were exchanged however but there was no sex or too much lust although Draco had it badly) they found their honeymoon soon coming to an end. Draco didn't want to go back to school, only stay with her now until the end of time. Although he'd never say anything, he loved staying here and even wanted to live in their luxurious suite.
He took the bags from her wrist as they glanced around their room one more time.
"Time to go…" he said.
"I guess." She said, shrugging.
He opened up the door for them, watching Hermione as she took a last glance at the room. "I'm going to miss the bed," she complained. Draco laughed.
"No you won't. These beds are nothing compared to the ones we have in Malfoy Manor? Remember?" he asked her.
"Well it was only one night."
"But you have to admit that it was comfortable."
"I don't remember!"
"How can you not remember?" he demanded.
"SHUT UP! I've only been there one day so who cares? I'm going back anyways, it's not as if I have a choice!" she shouted, stomping her foot loudly as she grabbed the portkey off the table. Draco cursed to no one in particular, before apparating himself back home.
Hermione ignored him as he started dusting himself with one hand after he shortly arrived, and decided to go into the kitchens. As soon as she went in there, she was startled by a house elf. Hermione screamed.
"Oh… no, no, no, no, all Cubby's fault! I'm so sorry, Miss!" The elf squeezed. Cubby quickly went over to the refrigerator, pulled it open in one small arm and started banging his head on the handle. Hermione watched in awe as the house-elf started to abandon itself.
"Wait! Wait, please- please stop!" she said.
"I—I- -I can't!!!" he said between heavy breaths out.
She sighed.
"Please, from the order of Lady Malfoy… I command you to stop!" Hermione said, raising her voice.
The house-elf scrambled away from her and disappeared inside another one of the rooms. Hermione shrugged her shoulders, before examining the kitchen. It was extremely huge, with tons of cabinets, drawers, appliances, and food. She opened the refrigerator, searching for some milk before Draco entered the room. He watched as she stared at the refrigerator, amazed at how much food it could hold.
"Ahem," he interrupted, clearing his throat.
Hermione whipped around. "Ugh. What do you want from me?"
"Nothing. But I can help you if you're looking for something," he said.
"Alright then… may I have something to drink?"
"Why are you asking me? Do whatever that pleases you." He said, learning back into his chair.
Hermione sighed. "But where are the cups?"
"Over there," he said, pointing to one of the cupboards.
"Over where?"
"There."
"There where?"
"HERE for Merlin's Sake!" He said, rising out of his chair and pulling open a cabinet door vigorously.
"Don't raise your voice, especially not to me," she said, quietly after a minute. She ignored the open cabinet next to her and just stared into his eyes.
"Why? Does it frighten you?" he asked, smirking.
There was a one second silence from Hermione.
Draco smiled widely. "Haha. Imagine this… Granger, I mean .Hermione Malfoy is afraid of her own husband…" he said, drawling.
"I'm not afraid!"
"Oh yes you are!"
"I am not!"
"Yes you are?"
"Stop reiterating every damn sentence! It gets so bloody boring!"
"Then why didn't you answer before?" he said, coming back to his regular voice. Hermione shrugged.
"I don't know. Just ignore it now. Can you give me another tour of your house?"
"It's not just my house."
"Huh?"
"Say it correctly."
"Oh. Fine, then! Give me a tour of our house…"
He then smirked, before taking her hand without her permission. "Gladly."
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That night, after having dinner with Narcissa and catching up with all of her bubbly talk, Hermione and Draco made their way upstairs to their private headquarters.
"Imagine, another week and then we're going back to school," he said, disrobing in front of her. Hermione blushed at the sight, before turning around. He smirked. "What? Never seen a naked man?"
"No…" she said, slightly embarrassed.
Draco laughed. "Oh well, it doesn't matter. The only naked man you'll ever lay your pretty little eyes on is going to me, and only me," he said darkly.
"Believe that…" she said, drawling. Hermione went over to her closet and decided to put on a simple negligee. As soon as she came out though, it didn't stop his eyes from almost popping out of his skull. She climbed into the bed and drew up the covers, lying right next to him.
"Can you consider this?" he asked, turning around to face her.
"Consider what?" she asked, sleepily.
"That we're married." Draco said bluntly.
"No, Draco, I cannot. At least it's no longer a nightmare," she replied, tuning around so that her back faced him.
"Are you going to sleep now?" he asked quietly.
"What do you think?" she murmured.
"Can you do me one thing?"
"Right now?"
"Yes, now." He said, reaching over and flipping her back to face him. She groaned in protest but he just smirked.
"Alright, what is it?"
"Kiss me."
"Sure." She answered.
"Really?" he asked, practically glowing. Hermione smirked herself.
"Yes. In your dreams…" she rolled around again.
"No!" He said, turning her over once more.
"WHAT?" she screamed furiously.
"Whoa… quite the fiery little mistress, eh?" Draco asked, taken aback.
"Close your eyes, turn around, and go to sleep." She said.
"Not until I get my kiss."
"Is this going to happen again?"
"Is what going to happen?"
"What happened the night you started tickling me?" She answered.
"Maybe…" he drawled.
"Well I'm sorry but I have no time for your games right now, Draco. Goodnight," Hermione said.
"No! Kiss me!"
Hermione thought about it. "Alright, I will, but first you have to beg."
"I have to what? Uh-uh, no way."
"Then I guess you're not getting your kiss."
"Wait! No… please, please Hermione. Please kiss me."
"I don't hear any feeling…" she said, mocking him.
He grunted in annoyance. Then Draco softened. "Please, Hermione. Kiss me."
"You can do a lot better than that."
"Well I can, but then it will admit my true feelings for you, my dear."
"Don't act as if we were married for ages. Now say it with some thought…" she said, looking into his grey eyes.
"Promise you won't make fun of me?"
"Why would I?" she asked, laughing.
"Alright. Here it goes," he commenced.
"And?"
"Hermione, I want you to tongue me all over my body."
"What?"
"I want to make passionate love to you. I want to see your stomach swollen with children, ours. I want you to love me. But right now, all I want is a kiss." He said.
Hermione's eyes widened. "What did you say?" she finally whispered after a few minutes.
He gulped. "I said a lot of things," he whispered back quickly.
"No. After you said 'please'."
"You want me to say it again?"
She nodded, smiling.
"I want your tongue all over my flesh?"
"Go on."
"I want you to ride me and blow me?"
She laughed, but smacked him playfully.
"I want to make love to you. I want to see your stomach swollen with our children. And last but not least, I want a--." He was stopped by her granting his wishes as her mouth was placed gently to his. She closed her eyes, then ran her tongue slowly over his bottom lip. Hermione took in a lot of air as he opened his mouth, before sticking her tongue in his entrance, and then their tongues both started battling for dominance. She moved one of her hands to his scalp, and then within a few minutes she pushed him down on the bed.
Draco's eyes widened as his head sunk over the pillows. He did expect some sort of peck, but nothing like this. Her hand slid down his shoulder, to his arm, feeling his smooth skin and chiseled muscles. He pulled her close to him by her waist, and the soft satin fabric covering her skin slid upwards as his hand moved down her thigh, with him trying to deepen their kiss. Then Hermione's arm came back up along his taunt chest until she enclosed her hands around his neck.
She then opened her eyes, looking down at him. He kept his eyes open all this time, watching her down below, watching his beautiful wife caress him lovingly. She smirked at his reaction, before giving his temple a feathery kind of --. "Kiss," he ended off.
"Hmm?"
"I wanted a.. kiss. I was about to say that whe--…" Again, Draco was interrupted.
"Just shut up and stop thinking about words. Think about me," Hermione murmured sexily into his ear. "Just don't ruin this moment," she whispered back at him before they fell into a deep slumber, arms embraced.
~End of chapter 6~