A/N: Well, last night was one the greatest nights ever. I went to a Barnes and Noble Harry Potter party near my house and Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince was placed into my hands at exactly 12:19 A.M. I read the brilliant book up until 3:49 A.M. and then my friends and I finally went to bed. I woke up this morning at 10:15 A.M. and began reading again, but alas, all good things have to come to an end and then I had to go home from my friend's house at 4:00 P.M. I read until page 423, Chapter Twenty…I won't say the title of the chapter, just in case some of you do not like reading the chapter titles in advance, I know my friend is like that. Well, now I have to wait until 10:00 P.M. tonight to start reading again because my friend, the same friend whose house I left earlier today, is coming to sleepover at my house then and we promised each other we'd only read it with each other…so, needless to say, I'm being TORTURED waiting…but in my professional (haha jk) Harry Potter fan opinion, this book is the best so far. My goddess, J.K. Rowling really has outdone herself this time. If you haven't gone out and borrowed or bought the book yet I suggest doing it immediately. So, I thought to myself, "Dracosgirl2515, what should I do while I wait for my friend to come over? Umm…I KNOW! I'll go out on a date with Tom Felton! Yeah!" But then I remembered, "Oh wait, he's in London and hasn't the faintest clue that I exist…" Then I thought, "I KNOW! I'll go out on a date with Eminem! Yeah!" Then I, much to my protest, remembered, "Oh wait, he's on Tour with 50…and if he's not singing right now then he's with Hailie… damn." So…I began to think I was running out of options and I would have to just lay on my floor until I can begin reading again…but then my conscience flares up and tells me, "Dracosgirl2415, why don't you go update Relationships Change II for your readers!" I thought about this for a second and thought, "Mmm…well, that could work!" And I failed to come up with any negative reminders of why I couldn't, so here I am! Writing for you all!

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Sexyslytherin27—you may use pieces of my second war for your story. Thank you for asking and offering to give me credit in your story.

By the way, thanks to AmErIcAnCoWgIrLfor allowing me to borrow from your story! I dedicate this chapter to you.

ON WITH THE STORY!

Chap. 30 Paradise

Draco stepped inside his and Hermione's manor after a hard day of Quidditch practice at about 12:30. He shook his Quidditch robe off of his shoulders and it fell into a dirty pile on the clean tiled floor. He also let his broom drop to his side, which in turn caused more dirt and dust to make a cloud in the air before settling on the once spotless floor. Draco was about to slump into the kitchen to grab something to eat when he heard a high pitched, 'Draco!'

His ears followed the sound and his eyes looked at the top of the staircase where Hermione was standing, arms crossed.

'Hermione? I thought you'd be out job searching. It's nice to see you home though.' He said with a smile, not realizing her high pitched squeal was a scold.

'Look at the mess you made!' She cried pointing to the floor next to him.

'Oh, uhh…sorry? I'll have a house-elf come clean it up.'

'No, I gave them the day off! I've been cleaning all morning, I just finished!'

'What? You gave them the day off? Why would you do a foolish thing like that? Well, if it's any consolation, your cleaning spells are very good. The manor does seem very tidy.'

'Yes, well, it was before you walked in!' She said angrily as she came down the stairs.

She was in the motion of pulling out her wand to clean up Draco's mess when she reached his side. He smirked and put his arm in front of her, and wrapped it around her waist, stopping her arm from fully pulling out her wand.

'Draco, stop. Let me clean this up.' She told him firmly.

He pulled her against him. Her backside was now against his front. He sneakily slipped his other arm around waist also.

He placed his lips at her ear and whispered into it.

'Now, now, baby, how can you scold me so and speak so harshly to me after last night?'

Hermione felt a smirk forming on her face, but she immediately stifled it and frowned as she tried to pull away from him.

'Draco, just because we had sex last night, doesn't mean I am going to let you do whatever you want today.'

'Oh, dear, dear Hermione, is that what you think we did last night? Had sex?'

Hermione looked up at him in confusion.

'No,' he continued to explain, 'yesterday we straight out fucked. We fucked twice yesterday and it was a beautiful thing.' He ended his explanation with a huge smirk.

'Draco,' She said threateningly, 'you know I hate that word.'

'Yes, you hate it when I just willy-nilly say "we fucked"…but Hermione, my love, yesterday was the perfect dictionary explanation of fucking.'

'Oh yeah? And what is the dictionary explanation of the word, Mr. Human Dictionary?' She asked with a small grin.

'Hmm…well, let's see. Fucking: verb; When bodies unite in sexual intercourse by means of raw, rough passion. To participate in an action in which partners pleasure one another by means of using pain and force. Seduction is also heavily incorporated. Yup. That is exactly what we did last night. We didn't have sex, which is usually described as a general act of sexual intercourse, and we didn't make love, which is usually done more gently and "I love you"'s are also incorporated.'

'And shagging?' She asked.

'Easy, shagging is what guys call it when they talk to other guys about what they did with their girlfriend…unless they are vulgar guys, like me and Blaise…then we occasionally will just call it fucking.' He replied with a eyebrow lift.

'You told me yesterday I was a brilliant shag.'

'And you definitely are.'

'But I'm not a guy. Why did you say "shag" to me?'

Draco thought about this for a second.

'Well, I can't say, "you're a brilliant love-maker" cause that sounds poof-y. And I can't say, "you're a brilliant fuck" because even when we don't fuck and we just make love or have sex, you're still brilliant.'

Hermione nodded and began to laugh.

'What?' He asked with a smile.

'You're funny.' She replied stepping on her tiptoes and kissing him softly.

He shrugged after her lips left his and replied, 'I try.'

'Now can I clean this up?' She asked.

Draco whipped out his wand and cleaned it up first.

Hermione smiled at him.

'Thank you.'

'Your welcome.' He replied, 'Now, follow me into the kitchen so I can eat and so you can tell me why you left the house-elves have a day off and why you aren't out job-hunting…not that I'm complaining, mind you.'

Hermione followed him and talked as he put together a sandwich.

'After you left for practice this morning, I got up and showered and then I came down here to grab some breakfast. I noticed the house-elves scurrying and quickly trying to clean up your breakfast mess before I reached the kitchen. Well, I came in just as Hilde put a glass in the cupboard. She looked frightened that I came in before she was gone. She started apologizing hysterically for not being quick enough and then she muttered how she should have had the foyer mopped by now also. I immediately felt bad and decided to take a break from job-hunting and clean up the manor myself. The house-elves work so hard for us, they do really, and I felt they needed time off.'

'They've always worked hard, it's their job, 'Mione.' Draco said just before taking a bite of an alfalfa and turkey sandwich.

'But I think they work extra hard for you, Draco.'

'What gives you that idea? Why me?'

'Their former master, your father, was cruel so they cleaned just enough not to get punished and yelled at, but you are their new master and you are much fairer and kinder to them and they want to keep it that way. They don't want you becoming like Lucius so they work extra hard to please you, to show they appreciate you.'

Draco's eyebrows were both raised high.

'You made me sound like a fucking fairy, thanks, love. Now I have to go hit one of them just so I feel like an actual Master again.' He said jokingly.

'Draco! Don't joke like that! What if one of them hears you?'

'Then hopefully they'll tell the others and they'll ignore this so-called "day off' you gave them and go clean like they are trained to.'

'Draco, let them have one day.'

'Haven't you already given them a day off? Maybe a few?' he asked, taking another bite.

'No…well, maybe…I don't remember. If I did, they deserved it.'

'If you keep spoiling them like this they are going to forget why they are even here. They'll turn out like that wretched Dobby and wonder from their Master's home. Or they'll turn out even worse, like Black's bloody elf…Kreatcher or whatever the fuck his name was. That thing didn't help anyone.'

'That's because he was mistreated!' Hermione cried.

Draco waved his hand, dismissing her argument, and continued eating.

Hermione was about to open her mouth to argue some more but then their phone rang, which was rare.

'Go on, wife. Answer the phone. God knows the house-elves won't today.' He mumbled as he pointed out the door.

Hermione spat her tongue out at him and walked out of the kitchen.

'Oh yeah! Spit your tongue out at me, Hermione! That's a real mature thing to do!' He yelled out to her.

He began chucking to himself when he heard her mutter swear words about him in the foyer.

Hermione walked into the family room and picked up the receiver.

'Hello, Malfoy residence.' She said sweetly.

'Umm, hello. Is Hermione there?' The caller asked, assuming a house-elf answered the phone.

'This is. Is this Ginny?'

'Oh yeah! Hey Hermione!' Ginny squealed.

'Hey, Gin, how are you?'

'I'm good! I'm at Harry's right now!'

'Today is Tuesday, why aren't you in school?' Hermione asked.

'Everyone went to Hogsmeade today so I asked Dumbledore if I could have the day off to go visit Harry and he allowed me permission to leave.' She replied happily.

'Oh, that's good!'

'Well, I just wanted to call and check up and see how you were!'

'I'm good thanks, and so is Draco…well…he's going all Malfoy on me cause I gave our house-elves the day off.'

Ginny began laughing hysterically.

'He went "Malfoy" on you? Haha! That's so funny! You call it going Malfoy? That's great! But why did you give them the day off?'

'They've been working really hard lately.'

'Aren't they supposed to?' Ginny replied.

'Well, yes, but they deserve time off too.'

'I don't think they need it, Hermione. Never in history have house-elves typically been given vacations.'

'I think they deserve vacations!' Hermione responded passionately.

Hermione then heard a dry chuckle behind her. She whipped around and saw Draco standing in the doorway laughing.

'Is that mini-Weasel? She agrees with me, doesn't she!' He exclaimed.

'No!' Hermione lied.

'Give me the phone.' Draco said strutting up to her.

'No, I'm talking to her.'

'Give it here, love.' Draco ordered with a grin. 'Mini-redhead?' He asked into the receiver.

'Hey, Draco.' Ginny replied. 'I'm surprised at you. I didn't think the all-powerful Draco Malfoy would allow his house-elves to have luxuries like vacations!' She said with a giggle.

'I didn't! That was the doing of my wife. She's quite loony sometimes. So you also think she's crazy?'

'Haha, well giving house-elves days off are surely out of the ordinary.' Ginny replied.

Draco just laughed and looked at Hermione. Her arms were crossed in a "Mrs. Weasley-angry-at-Mr. Weasley" fashion.

'Eh oh. I think I'm in trouble with the missus. I'll give you back to her.' Draco told Ginny.

'Okay, see you later, Draco.'

Draco smirked at Hermione as he handed the phone over.

'Hey, Ginny. Thanks for agreeing with me.' Hermione said sarcastically. 'Since when do you side with Malfoy?'

'Malfoy is it?' Ginny asked with a laugh, 'You make me giggle. You two are crazy.'

'I know, it's entirely his fault though. Anyway, what are you and Harry doing today?' Hermione asked, changing the subject.

'I think we are going to play Quidditch for a bit and then I'm going to show him this park I like and we are going to go there for awhile!' Ginny explained excitedly.

Hermione then heard Harry's deep voice in the background.

'Who you talking to Gin?' She heard him ask.

'Hermione. Are you ready?' Hermione heard Ginny ask Harry.

'Oh yeah. Tell 'Mione I say "hi".'

'Harry says "hi", Hermione.' Ginny told her.

'You two have fun then and tell him I say "hi" too.'

'Okay, I will! Bye!'

Hermione then hung up the phone and looked back at Draco forlornly.

'Oh…I'm sorry, baby. I was just joking around with the lil' redhead. I don't really care that you gave the house-elves a day off.' He said with a soft smile.

'Draco?' Hermione asked softly as he walked over to her and put his arms around her.

'Mmhm?' He mumbled as he kissed her neck.

'Are we old?'

He pulled away from her and looked down at her confused.

'Are we old?' He reiterated into a question.

'Yeah. Are we just an old married couple who just have sex as their means of fun and nothing else?'

Draco laughed and said, 'Well, we do have sex a lot…and it is fun, but we aren't old.'

'Metaphorically speaking, Draco.' She retorted.

'No, I don't think so Hermione. What made you ask?'

'Harry and Ginny are going to go play Quidditch today and go to a park together today…' Hermione she told him.

'You don't like Quidditch.'

'That's not the point, Draco. They go out and do things other than have sex and they still have fun and have a good relationship.'

'Why are you comparing us to lil' Weasel and Potter?' He asked.

'I'm not comparing us to them. I'm comparing what they do to what we do.'

'We go out to eat and stuff. It's not like we coop ourselves in the Manor 24/7.' He told her.

'I know…I just…well, never mind.' She sighed looking at her feet.

Draco looked down at his wife's saddened face and sighed.

'How about this: I'm going to go take a shower and then I'll take you out on a date? Okay?'

Hermione looked up at him and smiled.

'Okay.' She replied. 'Thank you.'

He smiled a toothy grin and kissed her forehead.

'Be ready to go within the hour, sweetheart.' He said as he walked out of the room and up the stairs.

Draco walked into his bedroom and quickly conjured up something. He flipped through pages of the item and then closed it with a grin. He waved his wand and the item disappeared. He then entered the bathroom and showered.

-An hour later-

Draco walked downstairs and finally found Hermione reading a book in the library.

'I should have known to check here first.' Draco said with a chuckle.

Hermione turned and saw Draco in muggle clothes, a blue T-shirt, khaki shorts, and a white baseball cap.

'Where are we going?' Hermione asked.

She stood up and was wearing a white pleated skirt and a pink wife beater (a/n: many of you review and ask: "What is a wife beater?" Well, it is a sleeve-less top that is usually made of light material and usually ribbed. Both guys and girls can wear one. Eminem has made the look of a white wife-beater famous).

'It's a surprise.' He told her, 'Just come on…we're taking the car.'

'Does the driver know where we are going?'

'Yes. I'll be driving.'

'Oh really? Wow, that's a change.' She said with a grin.

'Are you complaining?'

'No, just commenting.'

'Good. Now take my hand and let's go.' He said, extending his hand.

She gladly took his hand and followed him out the door.

After driving out of Wiltshire, Draco drove for about another half-hour to a different town.

'Can't you tell me where we are going?' Hermione asked.

'No.'

Draco then felt a hand grab his inner thigh. He swerved on the road for a second but then straightened the car out quickly.

'If you wanna give me a hand job while we are driving, that's fine with me…but I'm still not gonna tell you the surprise.' He told her.

Hermione whipped her hand away and fake-pouted.

'Oh, you don't wanna give me a hand job anymore?' He asked with fake remorse.

'No.' She replied bluntly.

'Oh, so you were just using my weakness of sex to get information out of me?'

Hermione giggled.

'Yes, that was the general idea.' Hermione replied.

'Well aren't you just the little dominatrix? It's no wonder all we do to have fun is have sex.'

Hermione laughed and shrugged her shoulders.

'Wouldn't you rather have where I'm taking you a surprise?'

Hermione didn't reply.

'I know once we get there you are going to be glad I didn't tell you.'

'I'm sure you are right.'

'I always am.' Draco replied with a smug smirk.

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked out her passenger window at the shops and cafes along the road they were driving on.

After about another ten minutes Draco began to slow the car.

'Hermione, look ahead. We are here.'

Hermione took her attention away from her passenger window and looked out the windshield. Her eyes opened wide and glittered.

In front of her she saw bright lights. Lights that she hadn't seen since she was young. The lights were attached to magnificent looking rides. There were rollarcoasters with screaming riders, Ferris wheels with hand-holding couples, carousels with an array of painted horses and unicorns, game stands, food stands, loud, entertaining music, and muggles galore…it was a spectacularly dazzled-up carnival.

Draco watched Hermione's bright eyes scan her surroundings. She looked absolutely mystified.

'Oh Draco! I haven't been to a carnival in ages! Not since I was like six years old!' She exclaimed, finally taking her eyes of the dazzling lights to look at Draco.

She leaned over and kissed his cheek.

'Well, then come on, beautiful. Let's not waste the night.' He told her.

She giggled and jumped out of the car. She slammed the door and ran over to Draco's side. He intertwined his fingers with hers and kissed her cheek playfully.

She smiled up at him adoringly.

'How did you know about this?' She asked with great wonder.

'When I was younger, on one of the many trips to America that my father brought me on, we walked past on of these places. And as a boy, I had never seen anything so amusing. I asked him if we could go and he said no because it was filled with…well, filled with muggles. He told me it was called a carnival and I dreamed about going to one every day for like a year…I didn't even remember about it until you mentioned that we were old and had no fun.'

'So you've never been to one? Yeah, I didn't think you would have. Oh, Draco, you are going to love it! I have never been to this one, but the one I went to when I was young was so wonderful! And it's not just for little kids…people our age go to these things all the time. I just never had time before because of school.' She cried excitedly. 'And wait until it gets dark! It lights up the whole town!'

Draco was walking to the pay desk when Hermione stopped him.

'What?' He asked.

'They won't take wizard money remember. We have to convert it.'

Draco looked over to the booth and read a sign that said: Children 2 Years and Younger: Free, Children Ages 3-13: 4 Pounds, Adults Ages 14-60: 6 Pounds, Seniors: Free.

'Six pounds?' Draco questioned.

Hermione inconspicuously waved her wand above a few sickles in Draco's hand and they instantly changed to 12 Pounds.

'Thanks.' He muttered to her.

She and Draco walked up to the ticket booth.

'Two adults.' Draco told them fat man with a sun visor.

'Twelve Pounds.'

Draco put the money through a small hole in a wired window.

Two paper stubs popped through another hole.

'Err… thanks.' Draco said before grabbing the tickets.

He then took Hermione's hand again. He then looked around him at all the things to do.

'Wow.'

'I know what I want to take you on first.' Hermione told him with a guilty grin.

'By that look, I'm starting to realize that this was a bad idea.'

'No, come on! Follow me!'

Hermione dragged him through a bunch of muggles, which caused Draco to inadvertently grimace.

Suddenly Draco was face to face with the biggest thing he had ever seen in his life.

'What the fuck is this?' Draco asked, almost frightened. 'Do we climb it?'

'No! We ride it!'

'How?' He asked incredulously.

Suddenly he began to feel a slight shake under his feet. He then saw something that resembled a train fly by, way up high on top of the tremendous manifestation in front of him. We watched the train begin to circle and zoom toward a part of the metal creation that would cause the train to go upside down.

'There are people in there!' Draco cried.

He was about to pull out his wand, but Hermione grabbed his hand quickly.

'Shh! It's a ride, Draco! Only a ride! It's called a rollarcoaster! It's fun, I promise!' She said with a wide smile, 'it was very heroic of you to want to save those people, but they are perfectly safe. They won't fall out, they are strapped in.'

'Oh my fucking god…there is no way I am going on that! Why can't we go on…that!' he cried pointing to a carousel. 'That looks safe! And look, there's a pretty pink unicorn you can ride!'

'Is Draco Malfoy scared!' Hermione teased.

'I'm scared for your well-being!'

'My well-being? Or are you just scared of the big, bad plaything?'

'It's not a plaything! It's a fucking suicide ride!'

Then Draco saw a bunch of muggles come off the rollarcoaster laughing…he even noticed a few children that didn't look a day over the age of 8. His eyes widened.

'Oh, hell no. If that little twirp can ride that, so can I.' He said, mainly to himself.

'Good! You'll love it, I promise!' Hermione said with a smile.

A minute or two later, Draco was strapped in the front of the "suicide" ride with Hermione next to him. A man was leaning down to buckle Hermione's belt.

'Make sure you make that tight!' Draco shouted at the man.

'It's as tight as it will go, pal.' The young pimple faced worker replied.

'Make it tighter! If she falls out, you are fucking dead!' Draco threatened in a harsh whisper.

'Draco!' Hermione scolded, 'Thank you for being so concerned, but I'll be fine.'

'I can't believe we are on this thing.'

'Yeah! And in the front!'

'What's so big about the front?' Draco asked.

'You'll see…' Hermione said dreamily.

Suddenly the coaster shook violently.

'Oh FUCK! We are going to FUCKING DIE!'

'Draco! Calm down, you are going to scare the kids and get us kicked off!'

The coaster began to move forward slowly.

'Oh fuck…oh fuck…oh fuck…fuck fuck fuck!' Draco swore to himself, with his eyes closed.

'Draco, open your eyes you scaredy-cat!'

Draco pried one eye open. The coaster was making it's way up a rickety hill. As it went up it made loud clickety noises. CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK

'What is that! It's broken!' Draco cried.

Hermione couldn't help but laugh at Draco.

'What are you laughing at, woman! This thing is going to go off the tracks!'

'Draco! It's fine! It's going to be loud and noisy!'

After what seemed like hours, Draco and Hermione's car reached the peak of the hill. Hermione heard Draco sigh loudly.

'Phew! That wasn't so bad…' Draco said.

Hermione raised her eyebrow at him as the train paused a few moments.

'That wasn't the ride…' She said.

'What?'

Draco and Hermione's car titled forward, allowing Draco to see nothing downwards except a steep slope of thin rails that traveled a long ways down and went straight forward and over a few other hills.

'OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!' Draco screamed as the train fell forward at what seemed like a million miles per hour.

The rollarcoaster took the passengers down that steep downhill slope, then over three humps, up another large hill, down it, and then up a slope which serpentined in the air, causing the passengers to go upside down. This really freaked Draco out. He closed his eyes as he gripped the handle in front of him until his knuckles turned as white as snow.

After the upside down loop, it went straight ahead a bit and then stopped abruptly. Too abruptly. Hermione turned to look at Draco with a bright smile, but when she looked at Draco's face she became worried. He was paler than she had ever seen him, which was pretty pale considering his skin color is the color of alabaster.

'Draco? Are you okay!' She said putting her arm around him.

Draco suddenly turned away from her and threw up all down the side of the rollarcoaster.

'HEY!' The pimpled kid cried, 'Whatcha do that for? Get off!'

Draco didn't need to be told this twice. As soon as the metal rail lifted from Draco's waist, Draco ripped off the seat belt and jumped off the rollarcoaster, with Hermione in his arms.

'Draco!' Hermione cried.

Draco kept running from the coaster and down a bunch of stairs until he reached the level ground.

'I'm sorry, baby, I didn't know you were afraid of heights or anything, given you play Quidditch.'

'I'm not afraid of heights! That was a fucking death trap!'

'Well, I'm sorry it scared you.'

Draco was too frazzled to argue with Hermione about him not being "scared".

'Do you want to go on the carousel?' Hermione asked.

'I'm sorry, 'Mione. I didn't mean to freak out on that ride, I wanted you to enjoy it but I ruined it for you…even though I did save your life by taking you off of it quickly.'

Hermione smiled at him.

'It was fine, Draco. You aren't used to anything like that, I should have started you out on a calmer ride.'

Draco looked past Hermione's shoulder and saw a large circular ride with chairs all around it.

'How about that?' Draco asked, 'That ride looks nice and slow and safe.'

'The Ferris Wheel? Yeah, you'll like that one.' She said with a smirk.

The two of them walked over to the Ferris wheel and hopped into a seat built for two. As soon as they buckled, they were raised into the air a little bit at a time as the conductor allowed others in the other seat out, and others on.

Draco grinned once they were at the top of the wheel.

'This one is great, we can see everything that is at this place.' Draco stated.

'Yeah, what do you want to go on next?'

'You pick, this day is for you. I'll go on anything except for the death trap again.'

Hermione looked down the side of the car and saw bumper cars.

'Those!' Hermione shouted pointing down.

Draco looked at the direction of her finger and saw little cars running around in a large square hitting each other.

'Those? The things getting into accidents?'

'It's a game! We try to hit each other!'

Draco looked at her suspiciously.

'What's up with you and the killing rides?' He asked.

Hermione just laughed. She then explained exactly what bumper cars were. After she was done explaining she paused.

'What's wrong?' Draco asked.

'We haven't moved.'

'That's a good thing.'

'No, we're supposed to be moving around in a circle.'

Then a voice was heard from below.

'We're having a few technical difficulties! You will be stuck for about five minutes!' The conductor called up.

'We're stuck?' Draco asked. 'What is wrong with this place?'

'Teenagers pray every time they come on this ride that they get stuck at the top.' Hermione told him softly.

'Why?' Draco asked.

'I'll show you.'

Draco waited for Hermione to do something strange, but instead she just leaned over and began to kiss him. Draco's eyes widened, but then quickly closed them as she increased the power of the kiss. He began kissing her back with just as much fervor. Hermione's arms went up around his neck and his moved to the back of her head, where his fingers grabbed her soft hair and ran through it.

Slowly one of Hermione's hands moved down from Draco's arm to her own buckle. She undid it and climbed on top of Draco to straddle his waist. He groaned into her mouth as she positioned herself.

Hermione pulled away for a brief second to breathe, as did Draco, but they immediately moved toward each other's mouths again and tongues battled some more. Soft whimpers kept escaping from Hermione's mouth, which caused Draco to be turned on more than he hoped for at the moment. She heard Draco groan throatily whenever he made her whimper.

Draco bit her lower lip telling her he was going to bring their little adventure to the next level. She tilted her head back so he could devour her neck, which he did gratefully. As he bit her neck and shoulders, her fingers tugged at his hair. He took advantage of her arms up to slide one of his hands up her beater. He roughly massaged her right breast as he formed deep red hickeys on her neck and collarbone.

Hermione moaned and buried her face in his neck. She began to nip at him as well, he paused sucking on her to take in the pleasure of her mouth on him. Then he felt a cold breeze on his neck and realized she pulled away. He looked at her in disappointment, but realized she didn't see the look because she was looking down at the conductor.

Hermione could see a few workers down below. The conductor was waving his arms animatedly, which told her they had awhile until they figured out what was wrong. She then turned back to Draco wearing a seductive smirk.

'Wha—'

He was about to ask what she was doing and why she stopped, but she interrupted him.

'Shhh…' She said with a finger pressed softly against his lips.

He kissed her finger just before she pulled it away and leaned forward to kiss his lips. But as quick as it started, it quickly ended. She pulled away again. He was about to protest but then decided not to when he saw her expression. It was a naughty expression that told him she was in her determination mood.

She slid off of his lap and down to the hard bottom of the car they were in.

'What are you doing?' He asked her.

'Draco…' she whispered sensually with her eyes down, 'I need you to be quiet…throughout this whole thing…or else we'll get in trouble…'

She then lifted her eyes to look in his. He noticed her eyes sparkled with the lights of the Ferris wheel. He then simply nodded.

Suddenly Draco felt Hermione's fingers go to the zipper of his khaki shorts. His eyes widened, along with the grin on his face.

Fuck yes… He thought excitedly to himself.

Hermione unzipped his shorts and opened them a few inches. She then placed the tips of her fingers at the beginning of his boxers.

'Ohhh…' Draco moaned.

He outstretched his arms across the back of the seat and gripped the cushion. His head began to fall backward when he felt a breeze hitting his privates because his boxers were being pulled down, but he immediately used many neck muscles to stop his head from leaning back. No, he thought, I want to watch her do this.

He then looked back at Hermione. Nearly all of his turned-on member was shown now. Suddenly, very unexpectantly, Hermione went down on him. He inhaled sharply when he felt himself inside her warm mouth. Then she pulled out, causing a cold breeze to hit his member, which immediately hardened.

'Ohh…shit…' Draco groaned hoarsely.

Draco couldn't fight it anymore, his head flew backwards when he felt her tongue caress underneath his shaft and click against his tip.

Oh shit…oh shit…she's never been this risqué before…oh…oh…I can't handle much more of this without— He couldn't finish his thought, he felt a moan bubbling up into his throat. He sighed loudly when Hermione began sucking on him. Oh shit…I'm about to release…fuck I can't release here! I can't fucking release all over her here! Control! I have to control it! Well, needless to say Draco couldn't control reaching his peak. He felt himself release and it felt damn good, but he knew he shouldn't have. He looked down at her when he did so and saw that she took it all into her mouth and swallowed. His eyes widened. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't handle not having all of her right now.

'Oh fuck.' He groaned.

Her eyes fluttered up to look at him and he couldn't handle it. He suddenly threw himself down, causing her to fall back against the bottom of the car with Draco on top of her.

Draco moaned and pressed his lips against hers roughly. She moaned softly and wrapped her arms around him.

'Oh god, Hermione…' He groaned as he went to his knees.

His hands went underneath her skirt and his fingers swiftly pulled her underwear down.

'Draco!' She gasped. 'We can't do this right here!'

'Yes we can.' He replied. He then quickly pushed his lips back onto hers. He tried to lay himself all on her, but she couldn't open her legs because her underwear was in the way

'Fuck…' He muttered.

He then leaned off her and pulled her underwear fully off.

'Draco!' She gasped again.

'Please, 'Mione.' He said looking into her eyes.

'I won't be able to hold back…' She told him softly.

'Then don't…it's loud…no one will hear.' He said.

He then raised himself above her wetness and plunged into her. She gasped loudly and gripped unto his hair tighter.

'Oh god Draco…' She cried.

Draco grunted deeply as he raised and lowered himself onto her. Hermione's legs slid up around his waist and she began to thrust with him.

Draco pushed into her roughly, causing her to shiver and her eyes to flutter. She kept gasping loudly. He thrust into her with increasing speed and he shivered as he felt Hermione's walls tighten around him.

'Draco…Draco…Draco…' She whispered over and over.

He knew she was about to orgasm and she was trying to hold back.

'No…no, Hermione…I need to hear it.'

'No, no…' She kept repeating breathlessly.

'Hermione Please!' He begged. 'You want to, just do it!'

Hermione kept swallowing air to hold her deep cry that was forming back.

'Draco! Stop, please!' She cried.

He knew she didn't want him to, but she also didn't want to reach her orgasm here and cry out loudly.

Draco smirked and turned himself into her a different way, hitting a very sensitive spot in Hermione.

'DRA—' She was mid-scream when Draco pressed his mouth against hers to hide her peaked moan.

Draco could feel her cry vibrate in her mouth. He then immediately felt her release on his erected member inside her.

Draco pulled his mouth away and looked down at Hermione's sweaty face that held an erotic expression.

He smirked and thrust into her roughly once more, in which he released again, this time his seed spilled inside her. He sighed loudly and then collapsed onto his elbows, resting above her. She looked into his eyes and giggled.

'Oh god…' She sighed.

Draco leaned down and began kissing her, but he had barely enough energy left so he stopped after a few seconds and just rested his lips near her ear and whispered into it.

'Oh baby, that was wonderful…'

'What was that?' Hermione asked him.

'What?'

'What we just did. Sex? Fucking? Love Making? Shagging?'

Draco laughed hoarsely.

'Oh, I don't even know if what we just did has a word… oh wait… yes it does… its called fucking paradise.'