It took a few days for Hermione and Draco to go back to normal. After that morning on Hermione's porch, even though they kissed and hugged that day, both of them had a question repeatedly flowing through their minds: Can we last? They also were not as touchy-feely as usual and more than just the couple noticed this.
Three days after the "porch reunion" Harry and Ginny were out to lunch with Draco and Hermione after an early Quidditch game, that they won.
Harry and Ginny sat across from Draco and Hermione in a small sandwich diner. Hermione and Draco talked with the other two in civilized manners, but to each other, they didn't use their normal sensual talk laced with innuendoes. Harry and Ginny seemed to be more affectionate than Hermione and Draco, which NEVER happens.
As their conversation progressed, Harry and Ginny exchanged glances silently asking each other "Should we say something to Draco and Hermione?" "Should we ask them if they are doing okay?" They decided against it.
'I'm going to go to the bathroom.' Hermione said, interrupting Harry and Ginny's thoughts to each other. 'Could you get out Draco?'
'Sure.' Was all Draco replied as he moved out of his booth, to let Hermione by.
Harry gave Ginny a look that said: You should go follow Hermione, I'll talk to Draco. Ginny understood his silence.
'I think I'll go too.' Ginny stated.
Harry rose and let her out.
Draco and Harry were alone.
'Could you believe the Catapults' captain today? He nearly cried when we won.' Draco said, making small talk.
'Eh, before we talk about Qudditch, I've got to ask you something.' Harry said.
'What?'
'Are you and Hermione okay?'
'I guess. Why?'
'You two…aren't acting like your usual selves.'
'I'm assuming you know about the bachelor party.' Draco stated.
'Indeed. But you two made up.' Harry replied.
'We did, but I dunno. It hasn't been the same between us.'
'I noticed. Ginny and I both did. Do you still love her?'
Draco looked at Harry like he was mad.
'Of course I do,' He said, feeling awkward to be talking to Harry Potter about this.
'But?'
'But it seems like suddenly the passion disappeared.' Draco shrugged.
Girl's Bathroom-
'Hermione?' Ginny asked walking into the bathroom.
'Hey Gin,' Hermione replied walking out of a stall.
'Are you and Draco okay?'
'What? Umm…sure, why?'
'Ever since…that night…you two seem distance.'
'You can see that?' Hermione asked.
'Harry and I both can.'
'I don't know what's wrong with us. I love him, and I know he loves me but outwardly it seems like we're just with each other out of habit, not like we want to be.'
'You don't want to be with him?' Ginny asked, not understanding Hermione.
'No, I'm glad I'm with him right now, but outwardly, it seems like nothing is there between us.'
'Hermione, I'm going to be blunt and ask you, when is the last time you and Draco had sex?'
'Like real sex?'
'Umm…yea, Hermione.'
'Oh…I don't know. A long time.'
'Well, what other kind of sex were you talking about?'
'I don't know, this is awkward.'
'What about oral?'
'Ginny!' Hermione cried squeamishly.
'God, when is the last time you and Draco touched each other erotically? Is that better?'
'Yes, that's better…probably the first week of Quidditch training.'
'THAT LONG?'
'What? Well, we've made out and stuff, but nothing really under the clothes.' Hermione shrugged.
'You do know you're get married in like two months right?'
'Yes, Ginny. It's not like could forget that.'
'Well, you need help. Draco is gorgeous and you two really should be getting it on more often.'
'Ginny.' Hermione scolded.
Ginny shrugged and walked to the door and opened it.
'Come on, 'Mione, let's go back to our men.'
Back to Men's Conversation-
'You lost passion?' Harry asked.
'I don't know how to describe it.' Draco said giving up trying to explain it to Harry… and himself.
'Well, here come back our ladies.' Harry said getting out of his booth. Draco followed suit.
'Harry, I think I might want to get a root beer float, will you come up to the counter with me to help me make one?' Ginny asked sweetly, eyeing him carefully.
'Sure,' He said, then he turned to Hermione and Draco, 'we'll be right back.'
'Harry,' Ginny whispered as they walked to the counter, 'I love Hermione and she needs help. We've got to help them get back up to par.'
'I agree. Draco said that they have lost "passion" between them.'
'That's what 'Mione said!' Ginny exclaimed in a whisper, 'Let's invite them back to your apartment with us, and we can try to get them to rekindle their passion.'
'How are we going to do that without throwing up?' Harry asked her facetiously.
She smiled and began to whisper in his ear.
Draco and Hermione sat silently. Draco felt so awkward, and he didn't know why. He felt like he just met Hermione.
'Hey, 'Mione?'
'Yes?' She asked looking at him.
'Do you feel like we were just put together on a blind date or something?'
'Yeah, I do. I don't know why.' She replied hesitantly.
'Yeah.' He sighed. 'What's wrong with us?'
'I don't know,' She shrugged.
Draco then felt like he needed to put his arm around her, so he did. He laid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her a bit closer to him. He sweetly kissed her temple. She smiled gratefully.
'I love you, Hermione, I do. We must just be inwardly wanting a break because we know we're going to have to be so crazy and energetic once our honeymoon rolls around…' He whispered in her ear.
She laughed sincerely, for the first time in a few days.
'That must be it,' She said settling for that.
Harry and Ginny came back together, with no root beer float.
'Where's your float?' Hermione asked.
'OH! Umm…' Ginny looked up at Harry needing help.
'Well, she was so parched she drank it all down at the counter.' Harry quickly made up.'
'Sure, okay.' Draco mumbled, he and Hermione both not believing him.
'Why don't we all go back to my apartment?' Harry suggested.
'All right, it's still early in the afternoon anyway.' Hermione said. She then turned to Draco, 'Do you want to go over to Harry's?'
'Sure, it's better than hanging out with my mother in the afternoon.'
They all chipped in for the bill, then left the diner together and jumped into Draco's car. They arrived at Harry's shortly after and headed up to his apartment.
Ginny giggled when they all walked in.
'What's so funny?' Draco asked.
'Nothing.' She replied looking mischievously at Harry.
Draco and Hermione narrowed their eyes and looked at Harry and Ginny suspiciously.
'So, Draco,' Harry began, 'are you any good at poker?'
'I'm brilliant. My father taught me when I was young, my mother never forgave him for that.' Draco said, his aura brightening.
'I'm going to play too,' Ginny stated, 'Hermione play too!'
'I am not very good.'
'Just keep a straight face through out the whole game and you'll do all right.' Draco told her.
'All right.'
Ginny then looked at Harry and winked, without Draco or Hermione noticing.
'Let's spice it up a bit.' Ginny suggested.
'How?' Draco asked.
'Ever played strip poker?'
'What?' Hermione asked.
'I'm not playing that game with just us four.' Draco stated firmly.
'I didn't think you would,' Harry replied, 'so Gin and I took the opportunity to invite over a friend that you would play along with.'
Then, like clockwork, Harry's doorbell rang.
Draco was in utter confusion, as was Hermione.
Harry opened the door.
'Hey! Fucker! You ready to play?' Blaise asked, walking in with Lavender's shoulders under his arm.
'Zabini? What are you doing here?' Draco asked incredulously.
'Potter and mini-Weasley called me up for a game of strip poker, I wasn't going to go at first but then I remembered Lavi was coming over so I said sure, what the hell.'
'Isn't this fun?' Lavender exclaimed, speaking to Ginny and Hermione.
Ginny nodded violently. Hermione just stood there and looked at Draco.
'We don't have to play if you don't want to.' Draco said to Hermione.
Hermione could tell that Draco wanted to, now that his best friend walked in. He always liked doing stupid fun stuff with Blaise. Hermione looked over at Ginny, who then winked at her.
'It's okay, we can play.' Hermione said.
'Wait!' Draco cried to he group, 'I say we play teams, I don't want my girl undressing in front of Blaise and I kick ass at this game so if she's on my team she won't have to.'
Ginny looked at Harry and both shrugged.
'Sure, we can play teams.' Harry stated, 'Me and Gin versus you and 'Mione versus Zabini and Lavender.'
Lavender giggled girlishly.
'I'm so excited!'
'And Blaise,' Draco began, 'no losing on purpose.'
'Oh shit.' Blaise said, his face dropping.
Within a few seconds, Harry pulled a card table from a closet and set it up in the middle of his nicely sized foyer. Six chairs appeared before them, circling the table. The seating arrangement was: Harry, Ginny, Lavender, Blaise, Draco, and Hermione. At first it was: Harry Ginny Lavender Blaise Hermione and Draco, but Draco changed that up faster than lightning. He didn't want Blaise undressing anywhere near Hermione and he sure in hell didn't want to see Harry undress right next to him.
The girls had an idea about poker, but the men seemed like they breathed it. They even spoke a different language.
'Okay, Potter, put the cards in the air.' Blaise said.
Harry dealt each team captain, a.k.a. the men, their five cards.
'Okay before you look at the cards, are we blind betting?' Harry asked.
'Are we anteing or are we playing loser of round strips?' Draco asked.
'No money, let's just play for clothes.' Blaise said.
'All right, what about mucking? Can we put down and then re-pick up within the same turn?' Harry asked.
'No, that's unfair, once you muck your hand you fold that round.'
The girls looked at each other with the utmost confusion. The men were now part of the game and didn't even notice that the girls had no idea what was going on.
Draco leaned over to Hermione before he looked at his cards.
'Now, don't make any faces that could give away my hand,' he whispered to her.
'I wouldn't know what face to give, I don't know what is a good hand or bad.'
'Oh…good.' He said with a small smile. He then turned back to face Harry and Blaise, and turned over his cards. He was dealt a 2, ace, 4, 3, and 10.
Blaise looked at his cards. He was dealt two 3's, a king, 9, and a 4.
Harry turned over his cards. He had a king, queen, 7, 4, and 6.
Harry then turned to Draco.
Draco handed Harry two cards facedown. Harry gave him another two cards in return. Harry turned to Blaise.
Blaise handed Harry three cards facedown. Harry gave him three more in return.
Harry then placed three of his own back into the pile and retrieved three more.
At once, all the men looked at their new cards.
'Show your hands, gentlemen.' Harry stated.
The three men lay their cards out.
Harry had two kings, a queen, 5 and a 6.
Blaise had two 3's, a jack, an ace, and a 5.
Draco grinned after seeing the others. Draco had two 2's, two 3's and a 4.
'Two pair, gentlemen.' Draco smirked. 'I'm highest.'
Hermione sighed in relief.
'Well, I've got pair of kings, so that means Zabini and Lavender…choose an article of clothing.'
Blaise frowned, because he lost, but then smiled because this means Lavender had to remove some clothes.
'Thank god I wore a jacket.' Lavender sighed removing a leather jacket.
Blaise mumbled a curse word and removed a sweatshirt he was wearing, revealing a white beater.
The next hand was good again for Draco.
The men laid out their hands.
'A steel wheel?' Harry asked Draco in unbelief, 'You've got luck with you my friend.'
'I'm just that good.' Draco said proudly looking at Hermione. She smiled at him.
'I've got two aces.' Blaise stated. 'Potter, you've got shit. You and mini-Weasley's turn.'
Harry sighed realizing he should have worn more than a t-shirt. He removed it revealing a nice-toned chest, not as nice as Draco's though, Hermione thought to herself.
Ginny giggled.
'You have to take something off, too, my dear.' Harry told her.
Her giggles terminated and she took of her socks.
'Cheater.' Blaise mumbled.
'No it's not, you can remove what ever item you want.' Ginny said firmly.
The next few hands were not so kind to Draco. He lost the next two. He removed his button-up and khakis. Hermione smiled when he bore his black silk boxers. She also noticed Ginny and Lavender blushing. Hermione had to remove socks and a sweater. Draco now wore a blue fitted T-shirt and Hermione was in a brown tank-top.
'Show you're cards, gentlemen.' Harry said at the end of the next round.
'Fuck!' Draco shouted throwing the cards down.
His cards showed a 2, an ace, a king, a 9 and a 10.
Blaise and Harry laughed.
'What have you got, Zabini?' Harry asked.
'A nice 6 trip, you?'
'Ah, three 6's, nice. I have a trip of 9's.' Harry said proudly.
'Come on, Drake, you know what you and your partner have to do now.'
Draco stripped off his T-shirt, revealing his perfect torso. Hermione blushed and smiled at him. He looked back at her nervously. She was only wearing a tank top, bra, jeans, and underwear.
'Okay, I quit.' Draco said.
'You can't back out until someone is completely naked.' Blaise stated. 'Lil' Granger has got to remove something.'
Harry now looked apprehensive too. As did Hermione. Draco just stared at her.
'Can I take another thing off instead?' Draco asked.
'Yes.' Ginny and Lavender said a little too quickly.
Blaise and Harry glared at their girlfriends.
'No,' Blaise said, 'that's cheating.'
Hermione looked at Draco and smirked. She went to her pants and unbuckled her belt.
'That counts right?' She asked.
'Yes.' Blaise frowned.
Draco and Harry sighed in relief. They were dealt another hand.
'God dammit!' Draco cried at the end of the next round.
He had a 3, 6, 10, and two four's, but a two pair wasn't good enough.
Blaise had a quad and Harry had three-pair again.
Blaise laughed loudly.
Hermione was about to lift her tank top off when Draco stopped her.
'Wait, Hermione go into the next room and take off your underwear and put your pants on over you.'
'Hold on! She can't do that can she?' Lavender asked.
'Well…rules are that you've got to strip in front of the group, or else you could go get more clothes.' Harry said apprehensively.
'It's okay, Draco, I'll just keep my tank top and take off my bra.'
'But-but-but what if you get cold?' He asked in a whisper, but Blaise heard.
'Quick! Someone open a window!' He shouted.
'No!' Draco snapped. 'Hermione sit down close to me.'
'Draco, you've got to strip too.' Lavender reminded.
Draco sat down and began to remove his boxers.
'Baby! You still have your socks on!' Hermione exclaimed.
'I know, but my feet get cold really easily.' He stated.
Hermione rolled her eyes as everyone else laughed. Draco now sat in the nude, except for socks.
'If you lose one more round, you're done.' Blaise noted.
'Yes, thank you Blaise, I know.'
'What happened to being brilliant at this?' Blaise snickered.
'I also said my father taught me. Everything else he's taught me has been fucked up, I guess the way he taught me poker was too.' Draco spat.
Blaise nodded and decided to desist with the taunting.
Sometime during the next round, the clouds opened up and God said "I hate you Draco Malfoy". (a/n: that's from The Little Rascals) Draco lost again.
'Mother fucker.' Draco mumbled.
'Draco, stop. It's okay, you're just out, we don't have to worry about undressing anymore.' Hermione said.
'Umm…' Blaise began, 'actually you have to remove another article and then wait to see who loses next.'
'What?' Hermione asked, eyes wide.
She looked down at herself. She was in a tank top, with no bra, and jeans and underwear.
Draco groaned and took of his socks.
'Hermione, just take your pants off and keep under the table as much as you can… I know this is a rare thing for me to request, and you'll never hear it again but, please, Hermione, say you're not wearing a thong.'
She didn't reply.
'Shit.' Draco muttered.
'Yes!' Blaise shouted.
'Maybe we should quit.' Harry suggested.
'No! Not fair! You just don't want me to win!' Blaise cried.
'No, I don't want my best friend to undress down to her skivvies in front of you.' Harry responded.
'Well she's got to.' Blaise said leaning back in his chair and crossing his arm, waiting.
Hermione scooted under the table as much as she could and slid her jeans off and threw them behind her.
Then the game continued.
As the game was progressing, Harry had boxers left, Ginny in a T-shirt and boy shorts. Blaise in a beater, boxers, and socks, Lavender in a T-shirt, bra, and bikini underwear.
Draco sat bored. He noticed Blaise didn't try to look under the table once, so he wasn't really worried about that anymore. He looked over at Hermione. He could see her bare thighs. He smirked. It lustful feeling for her was coming back fast. He looked straight ahead and began to move his hand under the table.
Hermione sat uncomfortably watching the others play. She desperately wanted to put all her clothes back on. She was so self-conscious about her state, she didn't even think to look at Draco naked right now. Suddenly she jumped, feeling a warm hand on her knee. She looked at Draco discreetly. He wasn't looking at her, but he was smirking to himself. She relaxed. Suddenly she felt him move his hand up her leg, to her inner thigh. Hermione took a quick breath, causing Ginny to look up at her. Hermione just smiled politely, not to arouse attention. Ginny smiled back and looked back at Harry's cards. Draco began to make small circles between her legs softly with his long fingers. Hermione gasped. Now both Ginny and Lavender looked up at her. Hermione just looked away, like she was thinking to herself. Lavender and Ginny shrugged and looked back at their boyfriend's hands. Hermione cast Draco a look that said "you should stop before they suspect something". He just smiled at her and flicked a finger across her covered clit. He immediately felt her release bodily fluids. Hermione gasped again and her hand flew to her mouth to surpress a moan.
Then Ginny, Lavender, Harry and Blaise all looked up at her.
'What?' They all asked.
'Umm…Harry, while I wait for this game to end I think I'll…umm…clean.'
'What? Clean?' Harry asked.
'Yeah, sure. Is there a broom closet somewhere in the complex?' Hermione asked breathlessly.
'Uhh…yeah, down the hall outside my apartment door to the right.'
'Wait! Why does she get to leave?' Blaise asked.
'She's cleaning. That's fine with me.' Harry shrugged.
Hermione then turned to Draco.
'Come on, Draco. Come help me.' She said forcefully.
'Okay.' He said quickly.
Hermione bent over and wrapped her sweater around her waist to cover herself somewhat. Draco grabbed his button-up and wrapped it around his middle to do the same. They scurried out of Harry's apartment together.
Ginny and Harry looked at each other and laughed happily.
'What?' Blaise and Lavender asked.
'Nothing, let's keep playing.' Harry stated.
Draco and Hermione were sprinting down the hall. As they did a little old lady walked out of her apartment to grab her newspaper at her door. Her eyes squinted as they came toward her down the hall. She reached for her glasses, but them on and then nearly fainted.
'Hey you two!' She squeaked, 'What are you to doing?'
'Umm… we were robbed, sorry for the inconvenience!' Draco said smiling at her.
She suddenly smiled.
'Oh…that's okay.' She squeaked.
She watched Draco finish the run down the hall and then slowly walked back into her room.
Hermione and Draco hit the end and saw a door marked "Janitor's Closet". They looked at each other and grinned. Draco pushed Hermione inside quickly, then locked the door from the inside (a/n: don't ask me why there's a lock from the inside).
Draco dropped his button-up, as did Hermione with her sweater. She threw her arms around his neck and he bent down slightly to lift her legs around his waist, his erection entering her. She moaned loudly, throwing her head back as he plunged deep into her.
He clumsily moved toward a wall, Hermione's back hit against it with a thud. He thrust into her, causing Hermione to gasp for air. She was about to let out another loud moan, but Draco covered her lips with his own to hide it. He gently bit her lower lip as he lifted himself into her again. Hermione pressed her face into the crevice of his neck and kissed him as he continued to make love to her. He also moaned pleasurably as he released into her.
'Oh god 'Mione…' He groaned hoarsely into her hair.
'Yeah.' Was all Hermione could get out before pressing her lips against his.
Their tongues danced as did their sex organs.
Draco left his mark on her neck…in four different places.
Hermione's petite fingers roamed threw his blonde tresses as they kissed.
Draco slowed his pumping, causing Hermione's legs to slowly slide back to the floor. He pressed his body against hers and pushed his hands threw her hair as he continued to attack her mouth.
She smiled into his kisses, but pulled away slightly.
'Draco, we should be getting back.'
'Yeah…' He breathed as he slowly pulled out of her.
After he was removed from her, he kissed her softly.
'I think we're threw our break from passion.' He whispered.
She laughed softly.
'Me too.'