A/N: Here is my sequel to Back at Hogwarts. I will not be able to update as
much as I did with that story since I won't have a computer available as
much. I moved into my new apartment last night and don't want to spend the
money for internet service ( I will have to eat!). So, to the story, this
is all gonna just spew out, so we will see where it goes. And remember,
this is followed right over from the last fic, ENJOY!!
Chapter One:
Hermione awoke suddenly and found herself resting on her husbands shoulder, "How long have I been asleep?"
Draco stretched his arms out and strained his face in pain, "Oh about an hour or so," he turned his head and stretched his neck.
"An hour?" she exclaimed, "Why didn't you wake me?"
Draco brushed hair from her face, "You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to disturb you."
Hermione tilted her head and smiled, "You are too wonderful, but yet, never mind," she reached over and rubbed Draco's shoulder she had just risen from.
"What? What were you going to say?" He turned to her, taking her hand from his shoulder and held it.
Hermione looked from Draco out to the city, "I guess, I just, I don't know....sometimes I think maybe this is all too good to be true, you know?"
Draco looked at his wife with a puzzled look. He watched her eyes sparkle in the lights of the city. He took a deep breath and kneeled down in front of her. He grabbed her other hand, "Hermoine, look at me," her eyes lowered to his, "I love you more than anything in this world. When Harry told me that you were to be teaching at Hogwart's, my heart sunk, but in a good way. Ever since that night, we first kissed. You didn't leave my mind."
Hermione smiled at him and tilted her head. A frown formed, "Why didn't we start this sooner? Why didn't we begin this then?"
Draco stood and turned toward the city, his back to her, "I suppose I was afraid. The war was getting closer. I didn't know, I didn't think I would survive," Hermione listened to Draco struggle with his words, "My father, he was so strong. When he knew about me, when he knew I had turned on him, he wanted to do nothing more than hurt me in any way possible," Draco turned to his wife, tears in his eyes, "He could have found out, he had so many spies. Once he knew about a relationship with anyone, once he knew that I gave my heart to another, he would be sure to hurt me through her. And had he known it was you, well, he would have taken great pleasure in making me pay as much as possible."
"And Cho? You went right after her didn't you?" Hermione sat back and crossed her arms, "You had no trouble clinging to her once the war was over. I was there to Draco, do you not remember?"
"Yes, I remember. I remember you and Weasley. I remember the two of you happily joined at the hip. I didn't see any hope. I spoke to Ginny about it and..."
Hermione sat up at attention, "You talked to Ginny? When? What the hell Draco?"
"Calm down, alright?" Draco took a deep, shaky breath, "I walked in on you and Ron, right after that meeting. You know the one?"
Hermione looked at him, then her eyes widened, "Oh God, I forgot all about that, it was nothing. I swear." She lowered her head and shook it slowly, "He told me he loved me that night, not just loved me, but was in love with me. I was caught up in so many emotions at that time, what with my parents and the war. I was in need of any kind of affection. Ron was there. What you saw was all that happened. We kissed, that's it. I backed off and we both agreed that we were just caught up in the moment. As you can tell, it was put to the back of my mind. But I now know Draco. That kiss sent you to Cho."
Draco nodded, "Yes, it did I suppose. I ran into Ginny the next day. I asked her what was going on with you two. She was uncomfortable, I couldn't tell if she knew anything or was trying to hide anything. I took that as, something was going on. Cho and I were just as emotionally drained as everyone else. We ran into each other, and it went from there. I loved her. I didn't realize till very recently that I was never in love with her. She was my replacement for you."
"Draco, I..."
"No, it's not important. Just know this," he walked to her and stood her up. He cupped his hands over her face, "Don't think that there weren't days, sitting in meetings and hunts for Death Eaters, I didn't want to do anything more than hold you in my arms. Protect you from all harm and pain. When I saw Flint bring your parents in that night, I just hated myself for letting it happen. I didn't know it was them he was bringing in, I swear."
"Draco, I never said you did! That is just ridiculous!" she pulled away from him.
"I know Hermione, I am just trying to make you understand. When he was alive, if my father had known, I know he would have gone after you, more so than he already did. Not because you were a muggle-born, not because you were in the Order, but because the son that betrayed him loved you and knew that I would die myself if you were killed."
Hermione took in a deep breath, "I understand Draco, I do," she walked into her husband's arms and held him tightly.
He felt her chest rise up and down into his. He tilted his head and kissed her neck softly. She moaned at this and held him closer. She ran her hands along his back gently. Soon, Draco's hands wandered down her body and he wrapped his hands around her waist. He rubbed his thumbs along her hipbones. His kisses moved up to her face and their lips locked passionately.
Draco pulled away and looked deeply into Hermione's eyes. Both flashed with passion. He couldn't believe until this moment, he had never wanted her more, and he could see she felt the same. He quickly swept her into his arms as if she was weightless. She giggled at this movement and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Time to check out the sleeping quarters?" she asked giddily.
Draco smiled at her, "Oh, I believe so."
They entered the suite and he walked to the doors of the bedroom, "Do you need some help?" asked Hermione as she reached down and opened the doors. They swung open, "Wow!" exclaimed Hermione at the lavish room.
Draco didn't seem to care much about there surroundings. He walked quickly towards the bed and placed Hermione at the edge. She looked up at him and laughed, "What's so funny?"
Hermione shook her head, "Oh nothing, you're just so cute when you are in heat," she laughed.
Draco smiled and bent over and kissed her. The passion came back full force. Draco gently guided her down and lay on top of her. They kissed madly as hands moved all over. Hermione moved her hands from his back towards his front. They moved slowly down his chest. She soon felt his finely tuned muscles of his abdomen. Then she reached up and helped Draco remove his tux jacket, then the bowtie around his neck. Hermione reached behind him and unclasped his cummerbund, "Oh, wait," she jumped from the bed, sending Draco down to the floor. She looked down and laughed, "I'm sorry."
She held out a hand and helped him to the bed, "What's the matter? Why did you stop?" he grabbed her and tried to bring her back to their previous position.
She resisted, "I have to get more comfortable. Just wait here, I will be back," Hermione grabbed one of her bags that had been sent from Hogwarts and entered the bathroom closing and locking the door behind her.
Draco shook his head and laughed. 'She is too cute' he thought to himself. He lay back on the bed, hands behind his head. He studied the sheer cloth of the canopy that hung over the bed. He began to think to himself, 'Weasley was in love with her, maybe is still is in love with her. What if his relationship with Lovegood is all a cover-up to his feelings for Hermione, just as I did with Cho. 'Draco's thoughts were filling through his head and he heard the bathroom door open slowly. He sat up and held his breath at what was in front of him.
There stood Hermione, brown curls flowing down around her shoulders. She was wearing a silk, baby blue nighty that showed all the right curves of her body. "Do you like it?" asked Hermione.
Draco opened his mouth and shut it. He opened it again, "Uh, um, uhuh," and he nodded quickly.
She laughed and walked over to him, "Good, now where were we?"
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A/N: Well, Chapter one. Hope you liked it. 2 coming when I have a chance. Please review!! Oh yeah, all moved in to my new apartment, it's great! Love it love it!!
Chapter One:
Hermione awoke suddenly and found herself resting on her husbands shoulder, "How long have I been asleep?"
Draco stretched his arms out and strained his face in pain, "Oh about an hour or so," he turned his head and stretched his neck.
"An hour?" she exclaimed, "Why didn't you wake me?"
Draco brushed hair from her face, "You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to disturb you."
Hermione tilted her head and smiled, "You are too wonderful, but yet, never mind," she reached over and rubbed Draco's shoulder she had just risen from.
"What? What were you going to say?" He turned to her, taking her hand from his shoulder and held it.
Hermione looked from Draco out to the city, "I guess, I just, I don't know....sometimes I think maybe this is all too good to be true, you know?"
Draco looked at his wife with a puzzled look. He watched her eyes sparkle in the lights of the city. He took a deep breath and kneeled down in front of her. He grabbed her other hand, "Hermoine, look at me," her eyes lowered to his, "I love you more than anything in this world. When Harry told me that you were to be teaching at Hogwart's, my heart sunk, but in a good way. Ever since that night, we first kissed. You didn't leave my mind."
Hermione smiled at him and tilted her head. A frown formed, "Why didn't we start this sooner? Why didn't we begin this then?"
Draco stood and turned toward the city, his back to her, "I suppose I was afraid. The war was getting closer. I didn't know, I didn't think I would survive," Hermione listened to Draco struggle with his words, "My father, he was so strong. When he knew about me, when he knew I had turned on him, he wanted to do nothing more than hurt me in any way possible," Draco turned to his wife, tears in his eyes, "He could have found out, he had so many spies. Once he knew about a relationship with anyone, once he knew that I gave my heart to another, he would be sure to hurt me through her. And had he known it was you, well, he would have taken great pleasure in making me pay as much as possible."
"And Cho? You went right after her didn't you?" Hermione sat back and crossed her arms, "You had no trouble clinging to her once the war was over. I was there to Draco, do you not remember?"
"Yes, I remember. I remember you and Weasley. I remember the two of you happily joined at the hip. I didn't see any hope. I spoke to Ginny about it and..."
Hermione sat up at attention, "You talked to Ginny? When? What the hell Draco?"
"Calm down, alright?" Draco took a deep, shaky breath, "I walked in on you and Ron, right after that meeting. You know the one?"
Hermione looked at him, then her eyes widened, "Oh God, I forgot all about that, it was nothing. I swear." She lowered her head and shook it slowly, "He told me he loved me that night, not just loved me, but was in love with me. I was caught up in so many emotions at that time, what with my parents and the war. I was in need of any kind of affection. Ron was there. What you saw was all that happened. We kissed, that's it. I backed off and we both agreed that we were just caught up in the moment. As you can tell, it was put to the back of my mind. But I now know Draco. That kiss sent you to Cho."
Draco nodded, "Yes, it did I suppose. I ran into Ginny the next day. I asked her what was going on with you two. She was uncomfortable, I couldn't tell if she knew anything or was trying to hide anything. I took that as, something was going on. Cho and I were just as emotionally drained as everyone else. We ran into each other, and it went from there. I loved her. I didn't realize till very recently that I was never in love with her. She was my replacement for you."
"Draco, I..."
"No, it's not important. Just know this," he walked to her and stood her up. He cupped his hands over her face, "Don't think that there weren't days, sitting in meetings and hunts for Death Eaters, I didn't want to do anything more than hold you in my arms. Protect you from all harm and pain. When I saw Flint bring your parents in that night, I just hated myself for letting it happen. I didn't know it was them he was bringing in, I swear."
"Draco, I never said you did! That is just ridiculous!" she pulled away from him.
"I know Hermione, I am just trying to make you understand. When he was alive, if my father had known, I know he would have gone after you, more so than he already did. Not because you were a muggle-born, not because you were in the Order, but because the son that betrayed him loved you and knew that I would die myself if you were killed."
Hermione took in a deep breath, "I understand Draco, I do," she walked into her husband's arms and held him tightly.
He felt her chest rise up and down into his. He tilted his head and kissed her neck softly. She moaned at this and held him closer. She ran her hands along his back gently. Soon, Draco's hands wandered down her body and he wrapped his hands around her waist. He rubbed his thumbs along her hipbones. His kisses moved up to her face and their lips locked passionately.
Draco pulled away and looked deeply into Hermione's eyes. Both flashed with passion. He couldn't believe until this moment, he had never wanted her more, and he could see she felt the same. He quickly swept her into his arms as if she was weightless. She giggled at this movement and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Time to check out the sleeping quarters?" she asked giddily.
Draco smiled at her, "Oh, I believe so."
They entered the suite and he walked to the doors of the bedroom, "Do you need some help?" asked Hermione as she reached down and opened the doors. They swung open, "Wow!" exclaimed Hermione at the lavish room.
Draco didn't seem to care much about there surroundings. He walked quickly towards the bed and placed Hermione at the edge. She looked up at him and laughed, "What's so funny?"
Hermione shook her head, "Oh nothing, you're just so cute when you are in heat," she laughed.
Draco smiled and bent over and kissed her. The passion came back full force. Draco gently guided her down and lay on top of her. They kissed madly as hands moved all over. Hermione moved her hands from his back towards his front. They moved slowly down his chest. She soon felt his finely tuned muscles of his abdomen. Then she reached up and helped Draco remove his tux jacket, then the bowtie around his neck. Hermione reached behind him and unclasped his cummerbund, "Oh, wait," she jumped from the bed, sending Draco down to the floor. She looked down and laughed, "I'm sorry."
She held out a hand and helped him to the bed, "What's the matter? Why did you stop?" he grabbed her and tried to bring her back to their previous position.
She resisted, "I have to get more comfortable. Just wait here, I will be back," Hermione grabbed one of her bags that had been sent from Hogwarts and entered the bathroom closing and locking the door behind her.
Draco shook his head and laughed. 'She is too cute' he thought to himself. He lay back on the bed, hands behind his head. He studied the sheer cloth of the canopy that hung over the bed. He began to think to himself, 'Weasley was in love with her, maybe is still is in love with her. What if his relationship with Lovegood is all a cover-up to his feelings for Hermione, just as I did with Cho. 'Draco's thoughts were filling through his head and he heard the bathroom door open slowly. He sat up and held his breath at what was in front of him.
There stood Hermione, brown curls flowing down around her shoulders. She was wearing a silk, baby blue nighty that showed all the right curves of her body. "Do you like it?" asked Hermione.
Draco opened his mouth and shut it. He opened it again, "Uh, um, uhuh," and he nodded quickly.
She laughed and walked over to him, "Good, now where were we?"
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A/N: Well, Chapter one. Hope you liked it. 2 coming when I have a chance. Please review!! Oh yeah, all moved in to my new apartment, it's great! Love it love it!!