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Chapter Thirteen
Happy Christmas
SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD! YOU ARE NOW WARNED
(Just for your information: I did NOT write the sex scene, my beta did!)
I sat alone in the farthest booth from the entrance, hidden under a black cloak, waiting for him. I sipped the mug of Butterbeer as my mind played the plan in my head for the fourth time.
"What did you call me here for?" he asked with his strong accent coated on his English words.
"They are becoming closer. The plan is going perfectly. It will not be long now. I want you to gather the others. He will see the errors in his ways and come to our side."
"How do you know? How are you certain? He his a strong man, capable of killing us all."
"He will know the risk of killing a brethren. He will not take it. Not at the risk of his love."
"Have you made your mark?"
"Yes. I left my mark on both of them. It is a good thing that we have a clairvoyant on our side; we can make the proper plans. But his allegiance is neutral. We need to keep that in mind. It will not be long. It is to happen Christmas day. There is a quidditch game one week after Christmas."
"It is happening tomorrow? That is very soon. What am I to do?"
"I need you to gather the others and bring them to the headquarters. Bring the supplies. Tell them to expect a guest in a few months or so. Do not fail me. We need him."
"We do not need him! We only need the little one. You are strong enough to be our leader! We do not need this spoiled prat! Just let me kill him. He took her from me. He messed everything up!" his voice getting louder, drawing eyes our way.
"Lower your voice. It was 'HIS' dying wish. He is stronger than me. He is smarter than me. He did mess it up, but this may work to our advantage. He needs an heir, and if the worst comes to worst, we will exchange her life for his leadership and alliance. After agreeing, we will kill her, then him; after we have what we need to bring us back in power, he will become our new leader. We only need them for a short amount of time." I responded hastily.
"It is not them I am worried about. It is you that I am worried about."
"Me?"
"Yes. Your feelings for him will cloud your decision and your right sense."
"I have no feelings for him!" I retorted too quickly.
"I may be foreign, but I am not dumb. Watch yourself Lenora. If something unexpected happens that will risk this mission, your head will be on the line. The others will revolt. Our numbers are growing, but not fast enough. Do not do anything to jeopardize this mission, especially at such an early time."
"I won't Viktor. Remember what I told you. Gather them, train them, and get them ready. She will not go down without a fight. Some may even die. But after we obtain what we need, we split and raise him as ours. Do you understand?"
"Understood. When shall I start?"
"There is a large number. Start right away. Gather them to the Lair. Train on some muggles. But make sure they know how to kill. I've seen some of them in action, and I must say, I am not impressed."
"They will be ready when the time comes. Remember my warning Lenora." Viktor whispered cautiously, eyes darting at the many young wizards that began filing into The Three Broomsticks.
"I'll remember. I won't fail. I will owl you with Shan for our next meeting. Keep your eyes peeled. Our clairvoyant is becoming old, so stay on your toes."
He nodded and disapperating with a loud crack, causing everyone's eyes to shift towards me. I smiled sweetly and walked over to the bathroom, dropping my cloak to the floor and transfiguring it into a bright pink purse. My scar was very apparent on my pale white skin. I stared at the most sacred symbol I have ever seen in my life. One that promised me fame, fortune, and Draco. The Dark Mark represented it all…
"I can't believe he did that for you Mione!"
"Neither can I! I was so surprised. And he left too!"
I was retelling everything that happened over at Malfoys Manor with exact details. I still haven't found any gifts for everyone, and Draco's was taking forever.
"I don't know Ginny. What should I get him? Everything that I can get, he can get too."
"You already got him something!"
"Yeah, I know. But I want to get him something really special."
"And that expensive ring wasn't?"
"You know what I mean Ginny."
"Yeah, I guess. He is a hard one to shop for. Hell, all boys are."
"Yeah. Come on, let's go in this shop."
"It looks creepy Hermione. Why don't you go in and I'll meet up with you later." Ginny said apprehensively.
"Fine. Meet me in the Three Broomsticks."
"Okay. I'll see you later. Be careful."
I nodded and stepped into the dimly lit store. It smelled heavily of scotch and rum. There were things that I have never seen in books. Skulls lined the walls and snakes hissed as I passed by. I was examining a special display case when I was tapped roughly on the shoulder. I screamed loudly and turned around, arm outstretched with my wand in hand.
"Calm down lit'le miss. What's yer business here?" he asked gruffly.
My "attacker" was a balding man with a breath that smelled heavily of alcohol. His bushy eyebrows covered his black beady eyes and the bags under his eyes showed apparently. His nose was long and gnarled. The most intimidating feature was his left eyes, which was scarred shut.
"I-I came here to b-buy a present." I stammered.
"Ah. For a loved one. A forbidden love. I have the perfect thing for you."
He waved his hand, motioning for me to follow him. I crept quietly behind, staying a good distance away.
"Here we are. Quite a beauty ain't it?"
He dangled a gorgeous necklace in front of my face. I took it delicately into my hands. There was a charm of a silver serpent that had a ruby cut in half clenched in its teeth; all that lay on a silver chain.
"It's pure silver miss. And do you see the eyes?"
The eyes…the eyes. They were something else.
"Diamonds. But do you see how they shine? That is no ordinary diamond miss. Have you ever heard the tale of the Unicorn?"
"Yes. A mythical creature. From the Latin term-"
"No, not a unicorn. The unicorn." He interrupted.
"No, I haven't."
"Fantastic tale it is. A beautiful maiden. Hair so golden, it was silver; deep blue eyes, and the most majestic smile. No, she was not a veela. She was a muggleborn. A talented muggleborn at that. Men died for her and others cried for revenge for the all deaths. For with beauty, comes terrible pain. Terrible plain. It was true that all loved her for she was perfect. One night, she made a mistake and all turned their backs on her. She was alone in the world. All alone. She was animagi and stayed that way after her love left her all alone. She cried of the pain she caused and she felt. But she did not cry regular salty tears; she cried pure diamonds. People hunted her. So she ran away. She ran far away. Cradling her child, she ran from the world. He told her to wait and she did. She waited a very long time along with her child. Her child grew and resented people. Most of all his father for leaving her and her friends for turning their backs on her when she needed them the most. The maiden cried every single night, for she could not forget all the pain…all the hurt…all the anger. This diamond here is one of those tears. Not many are left."
"Is she alive?"
"No. She has died. Died long ago as well as her child. But take it miss. You remind me her. So beautiful, but yet in your soul you feel pain."
"I feel no pain. I feel love. I feel love for my fiancé."
"Ah. A fiancé. How long miss? How long until the wedding?"
"After we graduate. Why do you ask?"
"Cherish your moments child, for they are happiest you will be in a very long time."
"I don't understand. Who contacted her? What did she do? What happened to her love? Why won't I be happy? Why aren't you answering me? Whose is this?"
"It is mine, but you may have it for free."
"Free? It cannot be free. You said yourself this was very rare."
"Child, my light is going. I have nothing, no one. It is no use to me."
"Where is the other half?"
"I sold it. I sold it to a generous young man. He was in love much like you, except the other had an emerald instead of a ruby. Enjoy your days miss."
"But I still don't understand. You still didn't answer any of my questions!"
"Hermione! Let's go! Everyone left! We're late! Who's that?"
Before I could say anything else, I was being dragged out by Ginny. We were both now racing towards the school as the bell was ringing for dinner. Still clutched in my hand was the sliver necklace.
I placed the necklace into a velvet box and stared dreamily out of the window. The stars shone bright. The moon was round and full. I saw Hermione run along with Ginny below and internally smirked. She's going to love it. I sighed as I heard the banging of knuckles against the portrait hole. The paintings hated that. Without looking at who I was answering the door to, I opened it and retorted angrily.
"Never knock on the paintings, they hate it." I muttered as I closed my eyes and sighed.
"Then what am I supposed to do when I crave something special?" purred an all too familiar voice.
My eyes shot open and glared evilly back at Lenora who was batting her eyes flirtatiously.
"Go and screw yourself." I retorted viciously.
"Oh Dracie. I'm sure you would prefer doing that for me, now wouldn't you?" she whispered seductively, reaching out to stroke my cheek.
I slapped her hand away and closed the door in her face. I heard her scoff and her walk away, boots clinking against the stone floor. I chuckled to myself and grabbed the black velvet box. I opened it up gingerly and traced the "S" shaped serpent with my finger. The old man's story ran clear in my head.
Fantastic tale it is. A beautiful maiden. Hair so golden, it was silver; deep blue eyes, and the most majestic smile. No, she was not a veela. She was a muggleborn. A talented muggleborn at that. Men died for her and others cried for revenge for the all deaths. For with beauty, comes terrible pain. Terrible plain. It was true that all loved her for she was perfect. One night, she made a mistake and all turned their backs on her. She was alone in the world. All alone. She was animagi and stayed that way after her love left her all alone. She cried of the pain she caused and she felt. But she did not cry regular salty tears; she cried pure diamonds. People hunted her. So she ran away. She ran far away. Cradling her child, she ran from the world. He told her to wait and she did. She waited a very long time along with her child. He contacted her regularly and continued to tell her to wait with her child. Her child grew and resented people. Most of all his father for leaving her and her friends for turning their backs on her when she needed them the most. The maiden cried every single night, for she could not forget all the pain…all the hurt…all the anger. This diamond here is one of those tears. Not many are left.
That story…it was so…strangely familiar. I growled to myself as a familiar black crow tapped on the window. I opened the long glass window. The earth exhaled a cold breath covered with snow into my room. I muttered curses under my breath as the large crow pecked at me mercilessly.
"All right you bloody buffoon! I know there's a letter!" I spat at it, causing it to caw loudly.
I untied the note and shoved the bird roughly out of the window.
Bloody bird…I sucked on my bleeding finger and read the note.
Dearest Draco,
Your father and I will be taking a long deserved vacation. We will not be home for an extensive amount of months. We are going all over the world Draco dear! I'm excited. Your gift is being owled to you tomorrow and will be at the foot of your bed in the morning. I think it will you will be pleased with your gift. Use it well. Your father is expected much from you.
Happy Christmas dear,
Your Mother
I scoffed at the note and threw it in the fire, watching it burst into the flames and succumb to ashes. When does he not expect things from me?
I woke up feeling tons of presents at the foot of my bed. Sure enough there were. I smiled inwardly and read each of the beautifully decorated cards.
Happy Christmas Mione!
I hope you enjoy tour gift! It took me forever to find! Use it whenever needed! Love ya!
Your Best Friend,
Ginny
I opened her gift delicately revealing a gorgeous blood red journal. Written in gold, my named laced together in cursive. I flipped open the journal only to find another note.
Mione,
Ok, now what are you to do? Well, it's simple really. Just take your wand and tap the book. The words will fly onto the pages as you think them. Simple. Hope you enjoy it. Oh, and by the by the way, you need a password to find and read the previous entries.
Love Always,
Ginny
I chuckled and placed it on my dresser. I opened the rest of my gifts, exclaiming happily at Ron and Harry's gift. The fourth and fifth edition of Hogwarts: A History revised version. I squealed in joy and placed them in my lap. I began cleaning up the wrapping paper when a little gold piece of parchment caught my eye. I picked it up and smiled brightly, noticing that it was attached to a small silver whistle hanging from a chain.
To my love,
Happy Christmas Hermione! I hope you got what you wanted. You're probably wondering what this is, but don't worry, you'll find out soon enough. It's a portkey, but only when you blow it. This will work whenever you choose. Don't worry, I'll know when you go to the spot for my whistle will begin to tweet and vice versa. I hope you enjoy your holiday.
With much love,
Draco
I placed the chain around my neck and grabbed a jacket as I headed down to breakfast.
I hope he likes his ring…
I came in halfway through breakfast and noticed a fiery red head. I skipped over and hugged Ron tightly.
"I love the present Ron! Thank you." I kissed his cheek and sat down next to Harry, whom I also hugged tightly.
I felt eyes on me and looked up to find Lenora glaring at me. I glared back with the same amount of hatred. Too lost in her eyes of revulsion, I didn't notice Draco sitting next to her until she casually wrapped her arm around his waist. My forehead creased as I shook in anger. How dare she even touch him! Draco, too busy talking with Blaise, didn't push her arm away. She scooted closer to him and leaned her head on his shoulder, never breaking eye contact with me.
I can't take this anymore…
I stood up abruptly causing Ron spilled his pumpkin juice all over himself. I said my apologies and grabbed my purse.
"I'll see you all later." I spat through clenched teeth, ruder than I wanted.
I pushed open the door, all eyes following me.
I heard the door bang open and a very angry Hermione storm out. I felt an arm around my waist and instantly understood why. I pushed Lenora away from me with much difficulty. She was holding onto me very tightly and she wouldn't let go.
"Get off me. Now. I am getting married."
"Oh Dracie. She's not here right now. Why don't you come up to the common room and I'll give you the best present you'll ever get." She whispered seductively, coming closer to my face.
I pushed her away hard and stood up. I turned my back to her and gave her my last warning.
"I am getting married to the most beautiful woman I have ever seen or met. No one compares to her. I love her. We're going to be together forever. Nothing you can do can stop it. Stay away from me Lenora, and I mean it. I will not restrain myself any more."
I began to walk away, but her final words caused me to stop and rush back to her.
"I beg to differ Draco. There are some things in life that are meant to happen. You and Hermione being together is not one of them."
"And you and I being together is supposed to happen? You don't know what the bloody hell you're talking about Lenora. If you dare hurt Hermione, Lenora, I will kill you. Do you understand me?" I hissed through clenched teeth, our faces inches away from each other. I grabbed her jacket as she began laughing hysterically.
"I don't need to do anything to hurt her. You can do that for me." She gasped between breaths.
"That is enough Mr. Malfoy. I need to ask you to leave and never handle a fellow student that way." Boomed Dumbledore, causing everyone's attention to shift towards me.
I let go of her jacket and gave her a disgusted look before heading out of the doors. I searched around frantically for the swish of Hermione's hair or the sound of her sobs. I saw and heard neither.
"Hermione? Hermione? Where are you?" I yelled, running around the grounds, attracting unwanted attention.
"You bloody bastard! What did you do to Hermione? She was furious, knocking over random people in her rage!" yelled Parvati.
"Where is she?"
"She ran to the Room of Requirement I think. But you shouldn't go there. She was waving around her wand!" she exclaimed after me as I shot up the pathway to the room.
Hermione. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you…I'm sorry.
The crashes and slams of random chairs that filled the room echoed in the halls, seeing as I left it ajar. I screamed in frustration as I lifted another chair and smashed it against the wall.
STUPID WHORE! HOW DARE SHE!
I slammed a small wooden table against the wall, which was dented heavily, but instantly fixed itself. I watched shards of wood fall to the floor and clouds of dust fill the area. Imagining glass objects, I lifted one of the cups that appeared to my side and launched it against the door that opened slightly. I was huffing and puffing.
What the bloody hell is wrong with me! Why am I getting all worked up over Lenora! She nothing but a bloody whore that's after my fiancé!
I screamed in aggravation once more as I lifted my wand and screamed another charm, lifting every object in the room. I lifted the higher and farther away from the wall, gathering more energy. With a loud scream I launched all of the random glass objects across the room, colliding them with the wall. I shielded my face as tiny fragments cut my legs and arms. All over my body were tiny scratches and cuts that were now bleeding profusely. I sighed and sat on the couch the appeared behind me and began healing myself.
"Hermione? Are you in here?"
I ignored the familiar voice and continued healing and cleaning my scratches as I breathed in heavy gasps of air.
"What did you do to yourself Hermione? You hafta stop this." He mumbled sitting next to me and pulling out his own wand.
"Why do you care? Just go back to Lenora and leave me be."
"Hermione," he began, lifting my chin gently with his finger.
"There is no where I would rather be than here with you. You know she means nothing to me. Why are you acting like this? Why are you acting as if I'm cheating on you?"
"I don't know Draco! I don't know alright!" I shouted pacing the room.
"I don't know why she gets to me the way she does. Guys swoon over her while they look past me. What makes you any different from those guys?"
"Many things. I'm getting married to the only person that makes me feel like I'm worth something. I feel love for only one person, you. I don't look past you. I look right at you. That's what makes me different from them." He said lovingly as he grasped my shoulder and held me close.
I closed my eyes, enjoying his embrace.
"I'm sorry I overreacted." I mumbled into his shoulder.
"It's okay love. I would've acted the same way if someone else did that to you, so I don't blame you. Come on, it's Christmas. Cheer up. I love the ring." He said kissing my forehead tenderly.
"I hope you would. I have something else for you I didn't put in your pile."
"Oh really. Me too."
We walked hand in hand to our dorm, smiles plastered on our faces. He casually draped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer.
"I love you Hermione." He said softly.
"I love you too."
"Soeurs." I said loudly, waking the two maidens.
The door opened quietly and we slipped through.
"I'll meet you back here in two minutes. I still hafta wrap it."
"Don't bother. I'll go get mine, and you go get yours. Meet you here?"
I nodded and walked into my room. Fumbling through my dresser, I finally found the necklace that I placed in a forest green box. Opening it, I once again traced the silver snake with my finger, mesmerized by the eyes. I heard Draco's door close. Startled, I closed it quickly and walked in the common room where Draco sat on the couch, gazing in the roaring fire. I sat next to him and stared at his face. His jaw muscles clenched as he turned to face me. I gave him a warm smile as I handed him my box and he handed me his. I grasped the black velvet box and looked back up at Draco, feeling his eyes on me. We both smiled quickly and opened the small velvet boxes at the same time. There before my eyes lay the same silver pendant that I gave to Draco but instead of half a ruby, there was half an emerald. I stood up in surprise, as did he. I looked between Draco and the pendant, completely void of any words.
"You…you bought the other one." I managed to croak.
"Me? You bought the other pendant. I got it for free."
"So did I. There's something going on. Did he tell you about the unicorn?"
"Yes. He did. I didn't understand. All I remember was that it was about a muggleborn witch that got hurt by her love and cried every night for him."
"Yeah. Same story here."
Sighing, I slipped the necklace over my head and played with it as Draco did the same, except he didn't play with it, he just stared at it. He moved closer to me and lifted my chin lightly. I gazed into his gray eyes that were full of lust and passion as his lips locked with mine. Feeling a pull on my neck, I broke away and noticed that our necklaces were together. Connected together at the pendant, the eyes of the snakes glowed and an image shot out against the stone wall of our common room. I gasped in delight and surprise as I saw a red outline of myself wearing a long gown standing in front of a figure of Draco, outlined in green. It was a holograph of the time Draco proposed to me. I smiled as the holograms of us kissed. It began to distort and finally fade away as our necklaces broke apart.
"So that's what it does. Hermione-"
I silenced him with my lips as I entwined my fingers in his silky hair. His hands grasped my hips and rubbed my back. My hands left his hair to his neck down to his strong shoulders. We broke apart for air and gazed into each other's eyes. He looked over my shoulder and his eyes bulged. He dropped his hands from my waist and ran to his room, leaving me standing in the common room. He came out holding a new broom, The Clash x3 refined edition, which isn't supposed to be out for another month and his quidditch bag.
"Sorry love, quidditch practice! I promised and I'm late!" he shouted quickly as he ran out the door.
I was still processing everything that just happened and my hands were still in the air. That was so random. Suddenly, he came back inside and kissed me hard. A wave of excitement and surprise went down my spine, but as soon I reached my hand up to make the kiss deeper, he sprinted once again to the door.
"I love you Hermione." He whispered quickly, giving me a wink before closing the portrait hole.
"I love you too." I responded softly to no one in particular.
"COME ON ZABINI! BLOCK THE BLOODY POSTS AND STOP EYEING THAT GIRL! GOYLE! HIT IT HARDER! HOW ARE WE GONNA WIN IF YOU HIT EM' LIKE THAT?" I yelled furiously as I swirled around the sky, monitoring the Slytherin quidditch players.
"KEEP YOUR EYE ON THE BALL RUSH! FLY FASTER! PUT MORE WEIGHT INTO IT! BLOCK IT ZABINI!"
The practice went on and on. It was true that our team was near perfect, but telling them was out of the option. Stroke their ego once and they'll never come to practice. Degrade them and they'll try harder. Common Slytherin behavior. I landed softly on the ground, soon followed by the rest of the team.
"There is a game one week from now."
"Against who?"
"Gryffindor. And we better win."
"Hey, ain't your girlfriend on Gryffindor? Wouldn't you make her mad if you win?" asked a squeaky voiced kid.
"No. My fiancé is on Gryffindor. Get it right. No, I keep those two lives separate. We have nothing against Ravenclaw, but we beat them like we do. That's how we lpay. Or at least that's how we play. She knows this."
"What does Ravenclaw have to do with anything?"
I sighed at his stupidity.
"It was an example, Rush. Now shut it. Just get the ball and score." answered Blaise irritably.
"If you win, will you get a prize from your lady? You'd be lucky if you did. I remember when I tried. Nearly slapped my nose off! She is a nice piece of ass though!" he asked laughing a high-pitched laugh.
I stopped and turned to face him. I grabbed his robe roughly, lifting him and slamming him into the wall. He yelped in pain as I raised him higher from the ground.
"Listen you little punk ass fourth year. You talking dirty is just plain awkward, so never do it again. I don't want to hear about your stories about trying to pick up my future wife. And never, will I hear you talk in such a defiling way about my wife you bloody prick. If it ever happens again, be sure to tell your parents goodbye. No one talks about my fiancé that way. No one. Got it?" I hissed through gritted teeth.
I dropped him and he landed on the hard ground with a thud.
"MALFOY! Where ya' goin? The lockers are this way!"
"I'm not going to the lockers. I'm going to try and enjoy the rest of my Christmas with my fiancé. Now if you'll excuse me." I retorted angrily.
(Scene is coming up. If you do not want to read you might want to skip it. I would like to thank my beta for writing this because she is very good at these things and I am not. The only contribution I did was toning it down a little and proofreading it. Enjoy.)
I trudged up to our common room and muttered the password irritably causing the maidens to scold me as I entered the portrait hole. I noticed the fire in the fireplace was still ablaze and crackling happily. I scoffed and threw my bag and broom on the large table. I ran one hand through my hair, a habit I had since I was little, and rounded the corner of the couch to maybe take a nap. I stopped dead in my tracks and caught myself just in time as I noticed Hermione laying there. Wearing a loose white skirt and a large shirt tied around her stomach, she looked beautiful, even when she looked scrubby. I smirked as I removed my robe. It was very hot in the common room and I could tell why she changed. I took of her robe that was basically falling off of her body, only then did I notice how high her skirt was. With a little bit of her white boy shorts showing, she looked bloody hot. I wanted her so desperately, but knowing how she was, she would never let me until marriage. Fighting back the urge to just kiss right then and there, my feet moved towards the bathroom, me needing a long shower.
When I got out, I peeked through the door. Sure enough Hermione was still on the couch, sleeping in the same position I left her at. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I walked out and kneeled by Hermione's sleeping figure. I brought my hand up and removed a few stands of hair that managed to fall on her angelic face. I stared at her lips for a long time, finally taking my thumb and running it along her lower lip. Just as I was about to pull away, she smiled and took my finger into her mouth. She opened her eyes that were filled with laughter as she continued to suck my fingers. She eventually stopped as I gazed into her eyes contently. Not being able to take it any more, I kissed her lustfully as she propped herself on her elbows.
I awoke from a pleasant dream of Draco and I on a beach in the Bahamas to find who else but Draco crouched beside me. I felt his finger leave my lips and quickly grabbed them gently with my teeth, bringing them in for sucking. I opened my eyes and found Draco looking at me with a shocked expression painted on his handsome face. Oh Merlin how I wish I could freeze that moment for it was absolutely hilarious. His gaze softened and he looked at me contently as I let go of his fingers. Once again, I was lost in his eyes that were full of love for me. I hoped he saw the love in my eyes as well, for I loved him not only because he was a great kisser or because he was hot, but because he accepted me for who I am and waited during my time of doubts of his love. Right when I was deciding whether I should kiss him, he decided for me as his lips crashed with mine as I propped myself up. Our kiss became deeper as his tongue found entry through my lips to my mouth. I felt his hands on my thighs as he began rubbing up and down. They began to rise and slipped under my bra. His hands roamed my chest as I moaned inwardly at the amount of pleasure he was giving me. I gasped at the new sensation of Draco's fingers caressing my erect nipples. Wanting to be closer to him, I casually allowed him to slip between my legs.
I couldn't take it anymore. Once I got over the fact that I just slipped between Hermione's legs, I wondered if this meant she was ready. Or maybe this was just messing around. These thoughts ran through my head as I lifted her shirt above her head. Once it was off, I broke the kiss and began kissing a trail along her jaw line to the nape of her neck. I took my hands away from her breasts and gabbed her waists. Sinking my weight into her little by little, she was back to lying on the couch, me on top. Her hands traveled from the back of my neck to the top of my towel. I stopped kissing her neck and sat up. She looked at me with confusion written on her face. I just wanted to be sure.
He stopped kissing my neck as I reached the top of his towel. Staring at him with confusion, he finally sighed and took my hands in to his.
"Hermione. I don't know. I don't want to push you." He whispered worriedly in my ear.
"This is my choice Draco. I choose to give it to you because I love you."
"Are you sure? I don't want this to be one of those mistakes."
"The only mistake is giving it to you if you don't accept it."
He nodded his head and lifted me up into his muscular arms. I reclined back and rested my head on his strong shoulder. This was my choice. I'm ready. I ready for anything he gives me. Draco kicked open the door to his room and eased me back on the bed. He settled himself between my legs while lying on top of me. His hand slowly made its way back down to my skirt only to slide under once more. His hands traveled upward to my knickers. He tugged gently, indicating his action. I nodded and braced myself as he touched my most sacred and sensitive area. He rubbed my clit from the outside before slipping his finger underneath and began to rub harder. Gasping at the new feeling, my hips began to buck against him.
"Shhh…soon. We've both waited too long and to take that pleasure from you would be just wrong." He whispered as his middle finger slid inside of me. I gasped and threw my head back in pleasure as Draco began kissing my neck once again. I soon felt pressure building up in my loins (I have no idea what that is, just what my beta wrote).
I soon slipped in my index finger and she gasped again as another wave of bliss hit her. With of few wiggles of my fingers, I had her moaning loudly as I kissed her neck. Pressure building up seeing as I was inside her and could feel it, I slipped out of her and kissed her long and hard as my hands unzipped the side of her skirt. I dragged it down along with her boy shorts with my spare hand as the other grasped her neck, deepening our ever so passionate kiss. I had lost my towel somewhere along the line. She still had on a bra so I snaked my arm around and unclasped it easily. We both lay nude, me on top of her, now sucking on her velvet tongue. Wanting her to have the best time, I broke the kiss and trailed kisses down to her stomach and stopped at her navel. I looked up and her and grinned as she caught her breath. I stooped my head low and began tonguing at her.
I almost moaned in despair when Draco pulled his fingers out of me. I felt his hand move to unzip my skirt and slide it down my legs. My breath hitched as Draco tossed my bra aside, leaving me nude under him. I gasped aloud because I realized that Draco was also nude. 'When did that happen?' I thought as his lips locked with mine. He soon broke the kiss and instead ran them down my stomach, stopping at my belly button. He glanced up at me and gave me his famous smirk before stooping low and rubbing his tongue against my clit. I let out an uncontrollable gasp of pleasure and excitement.
I began to rub her clit, causing Hermione to gasp loudly. Being sex driven, I snuck my tongue inside her and began to slowly rub around her insides. I began slow at first but her irrepressible moans of pleasure caused my tongue to squirm faster in her. She was purely delectable. Her hips buckled as I sucked her clit and extended my tongue farther in her. She threw her head back, moaning loudly as pleasure flooded through her body. I felt her coming to the edge, but quickly took my tongue out of her. I didn't want her to be done so soon. I wanted this to be the best experience of her life. Not just some quick job. She groaned and glared at me, but smirked playfully. I couldn't help but smirk back. I kissed back up to her neck and positioned myself over her. She caught her breath in her throat as I whispered in her ear.
"Hermione. This will hurt. Are you sure?" I asked hovering over her.
She grabbed my neck roughly and kissed me deeply. She broke it as quick as it began stared into my eyes.
"I trust you."
I nodded and slowly inserted myself, careful not to hurt her.
A surge of pain shook my body as a small yelp escaped my mouth. He slowly continued, breaking my barriers. I squeezed my eyes tightly as he plunged farther in me and the fact that Draco was huge didn't help it any better. It hurt so bad, but I wanted it and this is what I got. I felt a hot tear trickle down my cheek and Draco's movements halt. I opened my eyes to see him looking down at me with worry-filled eyes. I nodded my head, motioning him to continue. He was now fully in me and the pain was beginning to subdue, now transforming into pleasurable shocks. I gasped as a sudden wave of pleasure rushed through my body. Draco was now pulling out a little and plunging back in. My moans became louder as I grasped Draco's neck. His thrust began slow and slowly began picking up speed. My moaning became louder and I whispered his name in pleasure as he pushed harder into me. There was intense pressure building up and I could hardly contain it.
I moved faster in and out of her once I was sure that she felt no more pain. I dropped my head into the crook of her neck and I pounded her. I felt her coming to the edge, so I used my legs muscles more. I felt her hips buckle towards me and her grasp my neck harder as I pounded her with everything I had. She let out a pleasurable scream and climaxed on me as I continued to thrust in and out of her. Feeling her finish on me was enough to make me lightheaded as I also finished on her, accompanied with a loud throaty moan. I collapsed on top of her, both of us breathing heavily, hearts thumping inside of our chests.
"I love you Hermione." I whispered in her ear between breaths of air.
"I love you too Draco. Happy Christmas."
I smirked and rolled off her. We both lay there, waiting for our breaths to become regular. I turned on my side and watched her chest heave up and down, eyes closed, a smile playing across her lips. Her fingers danced around her necklace as she opened her eyes and snuggled closer to me. Her warm breath on my chest, I slowly drifted to sleep along with her.
A/N: Wow. Wasn't that something? I didn't write anything in that okay. So don't credit me on that, credit her. But yea, it took forever and this is probably my longest chapter so far. I didn't look over this chapter so I'm sorry for any mistakes. I have no time to do it tomorrow, so unless you want to wait another few days, you probably don't, so I'm updating it now. Here's a preview:
"Ginny. I don't feel well."
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I just feel…horrible."
"I think we need to get you to Madam Pomfry, you don't look too good."
A/N: Can you guess? R R