Hello everyone! Thank you for your updates on the last chapter. I would just like to address some reviews….
Legessa: Yes there is a devilian race that I conjured up! I know what you mean by clichéd, I do read a lot of those….like the ones where they have to get married. Well I took that idea, but added a very unique twist! I enjoy being unique! I knew that I had to get something out there that was different and I hope I succeeded!
Anime-Goddess17: As to the 'not getting it on' part, yes there is a reason. In stories, there is always a reason for things. But riddle me this…why do you think I suddenly changed my rating from PG-13 to R? Answer!…..you'll have to read to find out.
There will be something important at the end of the story so please read…
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Chapter 4~*~*Her Friends, His Love
The sun was peeking through a curtain Hermione had forgotten to close. It was still pretty early since the sun was not at its brightest. She was about to get up when she felt something tight around her waist, tighten more. What in the world is that? She turned around to see Draco's sleeping form. She marveled at how angelic he looked; the blonde hair shining as a halo and his smooth peachy skin flawless. She actually went closer to him needing to fell the warmth his body offered. Maybe I'll sleep in today.
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Draco's eyes fluttered open and he saw a blinding light come from the window. He looked around and saw Hermione with her hair sprawled on the pillow. It again had that golden hue the sun gave it. He noticed she had her arms tightly around his waist, with his arm doing the same. He looked over to find a clock. He found one on the wall that read 8:30. He knew it was time to get up.
He found it impossible how he felt drawn to her. Something that made him feel protective and wanting to be near her everyday. He knew that he must be, or was going to be, suffocating her with his wanting to go everywhere with her. He knew that somehow, with this new chapter in his life, that he had a purpose, other than his father and the Dark Lord. Why would such a strong wizard want a witch who half Devilian? It didn't make sense. Just the thought of someone else other than him touching *his* Hermione, made him want to pillage. Why did he feel like this? At the end of last year…the incident….
He didn't want to wake the beautiful angel that was in his arms, but alas, he had to. He started gently by kissing her forehead. She didn't stir. Next he kissed her nose. Nothing. Finally he kissed her lips. Something!
She responded by pulling him closer. He didn't want to overexcite his 'friend' by giving him false hopes, so he pulled away smiling.
"Now that's how you wake me up." She said also smiling.
"You'll get no objection from me." He grinned.
"We should get up c'mon, lets go. I need to shower anyway."
"Mind if I join you?" he asked smiling wickedly.
"Draco!" she said blushing.
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That's how they woke up every morning for a week until one day they got bored of the castle and went to talk to Dumbledore about staying in a hotel at Hogsmeade.
"Please Professor, we would like to enjoy our …er…wedded bliss in the city where we could go out." Hermione said blushing at what she was saying.
"Yes professor, we …..well we'll be coming back to this school in a few short weeks and I would like to get away, we would like to get away so as to not tire of the school." Draco said hoping that they would be able to go.
Dumbledore sat pensive in his office. He knew that they should have the right to get out and explore, but he wanted the marriage kept secret. They would have to be very discrete…
"Very well you have my consent, but if anything is to happen you are to come here straight away without hesitation understood?" Dumbledore said firmly looking at the two youths in front of him hoping he wasn't making a mistake.
"Yes very well professor. We will do what is needed. But, why may I ask, is there to be discretion when there were some people at out wedding?" Hermione asked with a brow burrowed in confusion.
"Mrs. Malfoy those were teachers who were sworn to secrecy. Voldemort must not know that you are bound to another in matrimony. Please do not ask me why as it is not my place to say." He said with a tone of finality.
Both teens nodded and went to go pack for their excursion.
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They had reached Hogsmeade and went straight to the hotel that Draco had reserved their room in. The Flower's Garden was just what it was called, a garden. It had a building for the hotel, but nothing compared to the beauty and the plethora of various plant life displayed. It was kind of romantic in a sense and it would have been romantic to Hermione had the circumstances been more amiable….or weren't they already? Honestly she didn't know. The way Draco had been treating her, as if a queen… like the woman he loved. But he doesn't so knock it off! Wishful thinking is all Hermione thought of it as. Could she be wrong?
Draco had nudged her to wake her from her reverie. They needed to go up their room. When she entered she gasped. It was much like the Hogwarts style of rooms, but with a more sophisticated touch. There was a balcony in the living room and also two couches. There was a desk located in the corner next to the entrance of the balcony. There was a dinning table a soon as you opened the door to the left and a northeast of that there was a hallway leading to one lavoratory and a bedroom.
They went to the bedroom to put down their luggage and there was another balcony to the north of where you came in. She put down her things and went out to the balcony. She heard Draco follow suit and also came out to the balcony. He put two massive arms around her small frame, as if protecting her from the breeze itself, almost selfishly.
"Wow. Draco you out did yourself." Hermione said putting her arms on his and holding on as if for dear life.
"Ah its nothing. My wife deserves the best." He said, his voice full of kindness.
"And she appreciates it really. Its absolutely beautiful."
"Well, go ahead and freshen yourself up if you have to. We're going out."
"Where? I thought he could stay here for a while."
"We are NOT staying here all day. So let's go!"
"Alright damn! Don't you dare boss me Mr. Malfoy!"
Their whole week and half went by like a day. They would go out and Draco was always so protective of her. She would want to go shopping and he would insist on coming. Truth be told, she was finding all of his attention asphyxiating her. She knew now that he must care if he would go shopping for CERTAIN needs that a woman couldn't do without. She thought about maybe owling her friends, she missed them terribly. At this point RON would even do! She went to the desk in the common room and pulled out a parchment and quill and quickly wrote the plea for a distraction.
Dear Ron and Harry,
I hope you guys are doing well. I also hope you three can come out to Diagon Alley on Wednesday. I have some news to tell you both. I am complete going insane and you guys will soon find out why. Please meet me at the Leaky Cauldron at noon. By the way, you three means, the two of you AND GINNY! Don't leave her like last time or I will set Ron's house on fire! (I am NOT kidding)
Love Hermione.
She folded away the paper in the envelope and decided that while Draco slept, she would go ALONE to the owlery.
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"HA! Got you! I finally BEAT RON WEASELY AT WIZARD'S CHESS!" shouted Harry as he did a little dance. Ron frowned and smacked Harry on the leg.
"Alright! You beat me! Now PIPE DOWN!!!"
"Don't be a sore looser Ron!"
"Oh you'll be plenty sore when my fist gets acquainted with your face!"
Ginny was in the kitchen when she heard a tapping at the window. An elderly owl was holding a letter. She opened the window and took the note. She read who it was from and smiled. She heard Harry and Ron shouting and rolled her eyes.
She walked into the common room and found them wrestling. She cleared her throat, but to no avail.
"HEY THERE IS A LETTER FROM HERMIONE!!" Suddenly the house was quiet.
"Give it here woman." Harry said as he took it and read it.
"She says she has 'news'. I wonder what that means?"
At this Ginny smiled. Harry caught it and gave her a knowing look.
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Hermione had been nervous about meeting her friends. One reason: her husband. How in the world would she tell them that she married their worst enemy and even better, that she was enjoying her marriage so far? When she tells Draco, would he say no? Its sweet that he cares, but why is he always with me? Why do I feel like I can't breathe without him? Dad, he'll know. She was again awoken by the man who made her smile. She turned to meet with fiery silver eyes.
"Hi" he said like a child. In public he seemed so cold, with her….
"Hello…Draco, I have some ….er…errands to run today, so I need to leave soon."
"Alright I'll get dressed." He moved to get up, but Hermione caught his wrist. She looked at him with endearing eyes.
"I want to go *alone*"
Draco kept looking at Hermione and then sat back down on the bed. She should go by herself. She deserves to have her own space.
"Alright go ahead. Have fun but….please be careful." Hermione smiled and hugged him.
"Thank you. I promise I'll make it up to later."
Draco smirked. "Ok, I'll hold you to that." Hermione blushed and Draco pulled her to him and kissed her deeply.
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Harry, Ginny, and Ron were all sitting at the Leaky Cauldron chatting and drinking a butter beer. Ginny was still smiling and Harry was getting annoyed.
"Alright spill. What do you know woman?" Harry demanded.
"I do know something, but its not for me to tell."
Harry was about to respond when he saw a gorgeous brunette at the door. She was wearing a baby blue tank top and boot cut jeans that hugged and displayed her figure very well. Harry mentally smacked himself. He had been checking out his best friend! She does look very good though. Hermione came and hugged Ginny as she went to sit down.
"Oh my gosh! Its GREAT to see you guys! How have you all been?"
Ron took a swig from his butter beer and responded. "Great! How was training for Head Girl? I still can't get over the fact that Dumbledore would appoint you that position in your sixth year."
Ginny looked to Hermione, who also, glanced at her; she was wringing her hands nervously. Why oh why didn't I leave the ring at the hotel? She brought her right hand up to order a butter beer. The beer came and she took a swig…she was holding it with her left hand.
Harry looked at the brilliant ring and noticed that it was on a very important finger….
"Mione, where did you get that ring?" asked Harry with his mouth open.
"Well Harry….my parents gave it to me when they heard the news about being Head Girl. And yes Ron I find it incredible too."
Ginny sat there dumbfounded. She didn't know why Hermione wouldn't tell the boys about truth. Although she could understand. They hated Malfoy and with the marriage of their friend to *that* , well it was not going to be well received by them. Still….
"Hermione…Why don't you…they need to know." Ginny said patting her friend on the shoulder. Hermione knew she was right, they did need to know.
*No Gin, not now. They are not ready.* Hermione telepathically said to the red haired witch. Ginny froze, not being used to this. She then got the hint and nodded. Hermione turned to the guys once again and found puzzled gazes on them. She smiled.
"Look why don't we go shopping for our stuff. I…I need to leave soon anyway."
"Why is that? I thought you could stay with us all day!" Ron said sadly.
"Yeah I know, but there is something I need to discuss with my father that can't wait. I will really get to see him today! I am kinda nervous."
"Why? Just be your beautiful self." Harry said with an affectionate smile that made Ginny surge with jealousy for a moment.
"Yeah…maybe…Look let's go. The topic I have to talk to him about is not a happy one."
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Ginny had managed to take her friend to go shopping alone, hopefully getting her mind off of things. They were going back to school in one week and Ginny couldn't help but worry for her friend. Would Ron and Harry still be act like asses when Hermione tell them? Hopefully not.
Ginny had been having trouble figuring out Harry. One day he was hot, the other, cold. She needed to talk to Hermione, and now would be a good time, seeing as it would help her friend to get distracted. Hermione had been eyeing some clothes when Ginny tapped her shoulder.
"Hey…I really need to talk…you know, guy trouble." Ginny said sheepishly.
Hermione smiled and knew whom she was talking about. She too knew what it was like to be in love. She smiled when she thought about the blonde wizard. Ginny saw a smile spread across Hermione's lips, like she was in love. Ginny shifted positions so that her hand was on her hip and she was tapping her foot, giving Hermione a knowing look.
"What? Did I say something?" Hermione blushed for she knew that she had not been paying attention to the red haired witch.
Ginny snorted. "Hermione to any person, even me, you look like a woman in love."
She grinned when she saw Hermione blush.
"Merlin Gin, I don't know if I love or not. He's been really affectionate towards me, but I am so confused."
Ginny's grinning face turned to one of concern. "Hermione you're married to him. You have to talk to him who knows…maybe on your wedding night it wasn't just sex, but real lovemaking."
Hermione blushed a deeper hue and turned away from her friend. Ginny cocked a brow. Why would she be shy about that? Unless…… Ginny widened her eyes at the detection. Hermione is still a virgin! Merlin, I thought she would have…they looked so ready to consummate. No one can fake that! She put a hand on her blushing friend's shoulder.
"Hermione, sweetie have two been…intimate yet?"
Hermione didn't know how to answer her friend. Sure she and Draco have been close to it many times. Hermione always pulled away. Even though she did, he was still there protecting her, making her feel safe. Every night she slept, knowing that she would be waking up next to the man that had her so confused. All this time he had been kind and gentle. No 'mudblood' or 'filthy bitch'. Did he maybe feel something for her? Ginny is right. I am acting like a woman……in love.
"Mione? You're still there right?" Ginny asked waving a hand in front of Hermione's face.
"What? Yeah I'm here and …no not….yet."
"You are in love though, aren't you?"
Hermione answered now with the same odd sense of ease. "Yes. I just don't know if he if he feels the same Gin. I mean he taunts me all those years and then we marry and he is….gentle, loving almost. I don't know if he will ever love me." Hermione said now glassy eyes looking at Ginny. The red head gave a small smile to her friend. "Don't worry maybe in time…."
Hermione focused on the word 'time'. Merlin! My father! And Draco! He will be so upset if I get home late. She hugged Ginny and started to leave, but turned when Ginny called out.
" Sorry Gin, I have to go! I forgot about meeting my father! And Draco! OH he'll have me for sure this time. Bye!"
Hermione left without letting Ginny have another word in edgewise. Ginny began to worry when she thought of how scared Hermione looked to be home late because of Draco. 'He'll have me for sure this time!' rang through her head. Would Draco actually hurt Hermione? No he couldn't. Could he?….
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Hermione set through the city in a search for a hidden spot, so she could blaze. She found the perfect spot behind one of the shops. She took the alley and waited until she didn't sense a soul. Warm tickling flames enveloped her and she went with them to the palace in her dreams.
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Mundus sat in his bed thinking about his daughter's wedding. Had he done the right thing? He was sure Voldemort wanted to marry Hermione for the power, but did he have to resort to pushing his daughter into a life changing decision? Yes. For her own protection, he had to. Hopefully the wizard who Dumbledore had chosen was a good man. Mundus knew that Hermione had made friends with the wizard known as Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived. Hopefully the headmaster had picked him. Or someone like him.
Then again that was not the thinking of his cunning old friend. He usually went about doing things in unconventional ways because in the long run it proved miraculous. Hopefully it would be the same this time. Speak of the devil…He felt his daughter here.
How in the name of Alastor did she manage to get here? She must have acquired that power already. Damn she is really powerful! He held his breath. This would be the first time in 17 years he would get to see his daughter again. What stood now before him though shocked him. His wife….no just a very good look-a-like. His daughter.
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Hermione walked nervously down the stonewalls she knew so well. She had walked down them in her dreams when she was with her father. She gasped sharply. She just realized that this would be the first time that she would see her father, physically. She entered his bedroom and saw a face that looked up in awe at her. She herself was doing the same thing. She shrugged it off and ran to her father and hugged him tightly.
Hermione looked up at those warm blue eyes that were so full of comfort. He looked back down at the mini replica of his wife.
"Hello Hermione. Long time no see huh?" he said with humor in his eyes.
Hermione nodded and said, "I do kinda look like you. I guess that is a good thing." She said tauntingly.
Her father gave a throaty laugh and then shook his head. "In essence, you look more like your mother. Celes, it is good to see you. But I sense that this is not the only reason why you are here."
Hermione nodded and looked up at him. "Please…I came here so that I could hear from your own lips the reason why I had to marry the beast of man that Dumbledore chose. I want to know what is going to happen? Why are you being so cautious?"
Mundus knew this was coming. "Celes, all I can tell you is that you are in grave danger if Voldemort finds you. I had Dumbledore fuse you to a wizard for…reasons that I would prefer remained in my confidentiality till I otherwise deem it. But why are you so anxious to know? Is he really that bad?"
"Its more of the fact that he have hated each other since I started school. I guess I was over exaggerating. In a way, he seems to care." Hermione said unconsciously touching her ring. Mundus noticed and cocked a brow.
"He must care if he gave you a ring like that! May I see it?"
Hermione nodded and tried to take off the ring….it didn't budge. She motioned for her father to help her. He did, but as soon as he laid one finger on her, his body erupted in a wave of pain. Jolts of energy coursing through him rendering him to the ground. Hermione gasped and made him let go of her; the pain stopped.
Mundus was suddenly very worried. He only knew of one case when marriage rings did that. Rings are a symbol of union and fidelity to the other half. Could Hermione have found him? She has. It's in her eyes……she's in love. Mundus didn't expect that. Sure they would have gotten along, but in love. Does he reciprocate her feelings?
"Celes, I know what it means when rings do that. I need to speak with your husband. Bring him to me tomorrow and come yourself, I need to speak with the both of you."
Hermione nodded then suddenly looked sad. "Why do I have to go so soon? I have learned to blaze correctly. I can come when I want right?"
Mundus nodded and Hermione brightened. She went up to her father and hugged him greedily. Mundus chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Off with you now. Your husband must be worried."
Mundus watched as his little girl blazed out of his sight. She had definitely grown up. Tomorrow he would tell her the whole truth. What about Celesta? Do I tell her about that? No he couldn't. Not when he had just gotten her back. He was now not looking forward to tomorrow. Little did Mundus know the shock he would receive with meeting his daughter's husband.
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Hermione walked down the streets of Hogsmeade. She was admiring the people all around her. They were all in love and showing it freely. She couldn't do that though. Even if Draco did love her, which was a long shot in itself, they couldn't display their affections in public. This thought brought her to tears. The man that she had come to love was not in love with her. As she thought this a sharp stab of pain hit her lower chest area.
She had the sudden need to see Draco. It was as if the distance between them was the amount of the pain. With every step she took the pain lessened, a little. She finally reached the hotel room, tears still pouring down, half from the pain the other half because of what she realized. She opened the door to find Draco run up to her and hug her pull her to him.
The embrace was so quick that it knocked the wind out of her. She smiled somewhat, knowing that at least he cared if he did not love her. He finally let her go and looked down at her with livid eyes. Hermione no longer felt happy, but rather nervy. He looked the devil himself, so to speak.
"Where the hell were you all DAMN DAY?" he roared.
Hermione backed up a step. "I was running my errands! No need to SHOUT!" she screamed the last part to emphasize her point.
"Hermione you have been gone since noon, it is now NINE P.M.!"
"I went to talk with my father! There if you could just calm down I would explain….come to think of it, I don't owe you a damn explanation. I am going to bed."
Draco noticed her tears and softened a little. He moved closer to her only to have her move farther away; another pang of pain shocked them both.
"Hermione, what is wrong? Don't say nothing because there are tear stains on your cheeks." He said softly caressing one of her cheeks.
"I…" She didn't know what to say. She wanted to tell him that she loved him, but how would he take it?
"Well?" Draco said expecting an answer.
"You are and idiot!"
"Excuse me?"
"Why are you so damn nice to me? We are married, but I know that you don't love me."
Draco stared in disbelief. She thought he didn't love her. How wrong she was. He came straight up to her and kissed her profoundly. She resisted at first, but then accepted it. The passion she felt radiate from him was unnerving. This is how he felt? She melted deeper to him and reciprocated the passion. He felt it, oh did he feel it. Merlin, why did I start this when I know it won't go anywhere….especially the bed. He left her when he was sure she got the hint.
"Hermione don't you dare speak of what you don't know. I love you very much….ever since last year at the beginning of the sixth year. I knew then how much I would love you." Draco said softly as he began to walk her to the bed; she didn't notice.
"Ditto." It was a simple word, but one she meant.
Draco brought his lips down on hers harshly. All of it primal, claiming her, making it clear to her that he was going to mark her as *his* tonight. She fully accepted the dominance. Yet in a way showed her power. She would reciprocate every tortuous pleasure he gave her, tenfold. She pulled closer to hi bringing him down to her. She slid her hands around his neck and rubbed his neck in a certain way that made him shiver. He felt her breasts oh his chest harden and made him crazier to have her. Everything about her drove him wild. How could this one woman have him practically begging for her?
This woman who was small in size, but rivaled his strength. She was addicting. Other times when they had begun the prelude to the wondrous act that would leave them fulfilled, she had stopped, rejected him. Not this time. His mind growled in an indomitable echo.
She started to undo his buttons to feel his skin. She loved the way electricity flowed through her skin making her feel alive at the touch of his skin on hers. How in the world did she get so lucky as to have such a man touch her? Every detail about him was maddening to her. She had fallen in love with a man whose only flaw was brainwashing done by the evil of so many years. Maybe she could remedy that….
She had successfully discarded the shirt and looked in awe at the body of the man that was about to claim her. Draco came back to her lips and started to lift her tank. He removed the infuriating obstacle and looked back into her eyes. They carried desire, need, and. …love. If he were only worthy of such a thing. They put their attention back to their lips, and Draco, needing more, grabbed Hermione and threw her on the bed. He discarded the rest of his clothing and went to taking off her clothes. Slowly, he came up the bed, approaching her waist. He trailed butterfly kisses around her naval resulting in her shivering. He unzipped her pants and threw them to the floor along with her panties and bra.
He looked down to the blushing goddess under him. She went back down to her and she had other plans. She made a move to flip her to the top. It was her turn to return the splendor. She kissed the area on the crook of his neck and felt his shiver and heard his moan. Aha! A week spot! She trailed down agonizingly slow for Draco. She teased him and he was beginning to get angry. He flipped them again and caressed her back in such a way that it emanated a moan from her. So the back is her spot……
He went down to one of her breasts and began to suck greedily. His tongue caressing the sensitive skin of her nipple, making them hard and tingle with pleasure. He gave the other breast the same attention and Hermione moaned. She couldn't believe the pleasure this man was giving her. She brought his head back up to her lips and kissed with such passion that it showed him she was ready. He broke away and looked into her eyes again. The held no fear, ready and anticipating his next move that would seal their marriage and make her *his*.
This thought brought another wave of male pride and he entered her, making her eyes shut tight with sudden pain. She quickly recovered as she felt herself become one with him. Draco set the pace and Hermione felt all her love for him go into this intimate action. She knew that never again would another man be able to touch her this way, no one but him. The first waves of pleasure started to surge though Draco. He felt his heart soar and become full of love for the woman who was trembling under him. He loved her and he had proved it. Hermione finally met Draco in that blissful place where their hearts soared together. He collapsed on her and kissed her deeply, displaying that what they had just done filled him, made him complete. He ceased and looked into her toffee eyes yet again not seeming to get enough of them.
"I love you Granger." He had note it, uttered the words that he had wanted to say since last year.
Hermione felt herself start to tear. "Ditto Malfoy." She had meant that. Every feeling of love, appreciation, and consideration evident in these two words.
Draco pulled the covers over their sweaty naked bodies. He brought her to his arms never wanting to let go. He looked down at the woman who made his ache with want just by her speaking. The woman he knew he couldn't live without. Why then, did he get the feeling that he would have to?
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Yeah well there's the other chapter. Tell me how the intimate scene was. Please review the more the sooner I update.
Oh yeah the important thing….There will be a sequel. Ten guess why.
What is this mysterious thing that happened at the beginning of sixth year? How will Harry and co respond to the news? What will Mundus say to Mr. And the newest Mrs. Malfoy?
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