Disclaimer: So, I have said this now a total of 30 something times and I'm getting sick of it. I don't own any characters from the Harry Potter books, they belong to someone else, like J.K. Rowling.

A/N: Okay, I had a couple people guess what happens in this chapter, but only one at why it was my favorite. I will tell you what it is at the end. I really liked this chapter so I hope you enjoy it.

Enjoy!

Chapter 38

Reuniting with Ron and Dessert

Harry and Blaise sat at the Christmas Eve dinner, they were next to each other and their girlfriends were on either side of them. Ginny to Blaise's left and Pansy to Harry's right. Harry had finally picked from the long list of things to get Pansy something, but he still wasn't sure if she would like it.

Blaise and Ginny were immersed in conversation about the Chudley Cannons, and Harry was getting some conversation going with Pansy. He didn't know what to talk to her about and figured that he could take some of the list from Draco and ask her about those things.

Harry tried a conversation starter, talking about Quidditch and Pansy was actually quite interested in it. She had only watched Quidditch in the past to watch Draco and she didn't really have any reason to watch it after he left. She was now interested in it again because her boyfriend—she still could not get through her head the she was dating the Harry Potter—was the captain of Gryffindor team.

They were talking about the upcoming game against Hufflepuff, and Harry was complaining that he no longer had a chance to beat Slytherin for the reasons that he really wanted to—to beat Malfoy. Now he was gone somewhere doing the duties of his father and the Dark Lord and Harry no longer had the chance to beat him again.

After the rather long Quidditch-filled dinner, Harry made his way back to the Gryffindor common room and Pansy went back to hers. He gave her a chaste kiss before she departed. Blaise had taken Ginny somewhere, probably to ravage her, before he had to let her go back to her common room.

Tomorrow was Christmas and Harry thought that it would be one of the best ones ever if he didn't screw everything up.

Hermione walked down into the dungeons, she had not been down here since she had been released more than a week ago, but she had to see how Weasley was doing. She still hated him with all of her heart, but she had to know.

She arrived outside of his room and unlocked the deadbolt on the door. She heard movement in the room. She was sort of angry with herself for coming down here without telling Velvet or Draco of her doings, but she had to see him, see him chained to a wall so she could punch him in the face. She had to make him pay for what he did to her.

She opened the door and looked in and Weasley held his head up in defiance to her. He looked her straight in the eye.

"What do you want?" he asked scathingly.

"What do I want?" she mused, walking ever closer to his form.

She stepped right in front of him and he looked down on her. He was standing against the wall with the cuffs pulling his hands far above his head. He was dirty and he looked sallow. Hermione looked up at him.

"You want to know what I want?" Hermione asked again, looking innocently at him.

"Yes, I think that would be the reason I asked," he said.

Hermione's knee came up fast and hard and hit him in the groin. "Revenge," she said.

Ron went down; his arms were almost pulled out of his sockets as he put all of his weight on his wrists that hung from the chains. "Bitch," he muttered crossly, gaining his footing again.

Hermione turned to leave, smiling to herself. "Oh, and Merry Christmas Weasley."

She's been spending too much time with Malfoy, Ron thought bitterly as Hermione left.

Hermione ran back upstairs; she was supposed to be getting ready now for her Christmas present for Draco. She went straight off to Velvet's study.

"Where have you been, Hermione? Draco was looking for you, he was worried," Velvet said.

"I was visiting my ex-boyfriend," Hermione said.

"Okay, well, go find Draco and tell him that you're okay."

"Fine, but I have to get ready soon; we only have a couple of hours until dinner."

"I know, come back here as soon as you're done with Draco."

Hermione arrived into the library to find Draco in his usual spot by the fireplace, reading. It was amazing how much reading he actually did, and to see him sitting there, curled up in a chair, his head immersed in a book, his small reading glasses perched on his aristocratic nose. It was such a strange image to see, and if Hermione didn't know him as well as she did, she would have thought that this was a Halloween costume or something.

She walked over to her gorgeous boyfriend and cleared her throat. He looked up from his reading and quickly took off his glasses and pocketed them.

"Velvet said that you were looking for me," Hermione said.

"Yes, I wanted to ask you something, but it doesn't matter anymore," he said.

"Okay, well, I went down to see Weasley," Hermione said nonchalantly.

"What?" he asked surprised.

"Well, I wanted to see how he was doing, and I kicked him in the groin," Hermione said happily.

Draco smiled at her and put his book down to the side, dog-earing the page that he was on. He pulled Hermione down on his lap and kissed her. "I'm proud of you, my little witch," he said. She's been spending too much time with me, he thought happily to himself.

Hermione just smiled contentedly and laid her forehead against his, feeling at ease in his arms. It really had felt good to do that to the red-head, and she hoped that his nether-parts would never work again. She should have hit him harder just to be sure.

After Hermione had begged Draco to let her go back to his sister, after he ravaged her in the library, she made her way back to Velvet's study.

"Good, you're back," Velvet said.

"Yeah, now what am I wearing?"

"This," Velvet said as she got up and crossed to the closet, she held out Hermione's wardrobe and smiled. Hermione smiled as well, she hoped that Draco would like this.

She had been in the kitchen for the last four hours and was thrilled that she was done. Now she had to get into her dress. She had to be ready to eat the dinner that she had prepared. Velvet would be joining them for dinner, but Hermione wanted Draco alone for dessert.

She wiped the sweat off of her brow and headed for the study that contained her dress. When she arrived, Velvet was on her, pulling the hair-tie from her hair and shoving her into the bathroom.

"Take a quick shower, then get back out here, we need to get you ready," Velvet said quickly.

"Okay, okay," Hermione laughed as she walked into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later she came out of the bathroom clad in a towel. She looked around and didn't see Velvet in the room. Suddenly Velvet came bursting through the doors. She had with her a huge box that Hermione presumed was filled with makeup.

Hermione was directed to a chair where Velvet proceeded to cover her face in many forms of makeup, bringing out the natural colors in her face. She had only a light mocha lipstick on, something that wasn't too flashy.

Velvet gave Hermione the dress and Hermione went back into the bathroom to put it on.

Draco grabbed the velvet box from the bottom of his dresser drawer and pocketed it. Then he headed down to dinner, Hermione had told him to meet her down there. He wasn't sure why, but he liked surprises.

He walked into the dining room and his breath caught at the sight of Hermione in a black dress. The dress was low-cut; it was covered in sequins and sparkled in the candle light of the room. It was beautiful, but not as beautiful as the witch wearing it.

Hermione shifted nervously under his gaze, she cleared her throat and Draco snapped back to reality.

"Sorry," he said as he loosened his collar and pulled out Hermione's chair for her to sit in. He then went to the other side of the table and pulled out Velvet's chair, allowing her to sit. He then sat down in between the two women.

"Mina, you look beautiful," Draco said.

"Thank you, Draco," Hermione smiled as she unwrapped her silverware from the cloth napkin that it was enclosed in.

"You look nice too, Velvet," he said half-heartedly to his sister.

"Sure," Velvet retorted with a smile.

"So, what's for dinner?" he asked.

Hermione looked across the table and met eyes with Velvet. She smiled, then got up from her chair. Draco made to stand as well, but Hermione shoved him back down in his chair.

"I'll be right back," she said, walking into the kitchen.

Hermione came out a minute later, she was carrying a paper bag and Mimsy trailed behind her with a metal cart that was piled high with food. Hermione put the paper bag down on her seat and then moved over to the cart to start dishing out the food that she had made for them.

She had set all of the plates out on the table, and was going back to her seat when Draco grabbed her and pulled her into his lap.

"Yes?" she asked.

"You did this?" he asked.

"Yes. So beware, it might taste like bubotuber pus," she said.

"It looks fine to me," he said, giving her a kiss before releasing her to eat her own meal.

Hermione sat down in her seat—after removing the paper bag—and stabbed her fork into a piece of chicken. She was famished from all the work that she had done today and she could not think of anything better than sitting down and having her fill.

They talked of mundane subjects throughout dinner, and both Draco and Velvet commented on how good the food was cooked. Hermione smiled to think that she had done at least one thing right tonight. Now she just needed the nerve to do the next.

After their makeshift dessert of chocolate pudding, Velvet excused herself and went off to bed. Draco got up as well and walked over to Hermione to pull out her chair. Hermione smiled as she stood up, looking over Draco carefully.

"We're not finished yet," she said.

"We're not?" he asked suspiciously.

"No. I have another present for you. Care to open it?" she asked, pointing at the paper bag on the floor.

"It's not Christmas yet," he said.

Hermione looked at the clock that read twenty minutes to twelve. "Close enough," she said.

"Alright," he gave in, grabbing the bag and wrenching the top open. What he saw made him smile.

He pulled out the bag's contents and set it all out on the table, piece by piece.

Two cans of whipped cream.

A jar of cherries.

Strawberries.

Chocolate syrup.

Marshmallows.

A quart of Ben & Jerry's ice cream, Karmel Sutra flavored.

"There seems to be something missing," Draco said.

"What?" she asked.

"You," he said as he pulled her towards him and kissed her hard on the lips.

"I was hoping you would say that," Hermione said. Draco just groaned and pushed her back against the table until the backs of her thighs were up against it. He lifted her by her waist and sat her down on the table. He spread her legs and stepped between them to gain access to her mouth once more.

As he was kissing her, Hermione had reached around and grabbed a can of the whipped cream that was on the table. While she was still in Draco's embrace, she uncapped it and held it upside-down over his head.

Draco pulled away at that moment and Hermione smiled.

"What are you smirking at?" he asked.

"Nothing," she said, pushing the nozzle of the whipped cream canister and spraying it all over his perfect hair. Draco got out of reach of her as quickly as possible and grabbed a can of his own.

"You want to play like that?" he asked, uncapping his own can and threatening her with it. She smirked sultrily at him and licked her lips suggestively.

He couldn't help it, he had to kiss her again. He walked back up to her and took her mouth in his. He held the bottle over her head and sprayed whipped cream in her hair in the same moment that more was emptied on his own head.

Draco smiled in the kiss, then he pulled away from her lips and kissed her lightly on the nose, he moved his kisses further up and reached her forehead that was covered in the whipped cream. He licked a little bit of it off and realized that she needed a cherry.

He pulled away from his exploration of her forehead as he grabbed the jar of cherries and twisted it open quickly. He grabbed a cherry out and stuck it on the top of her head. "There, now you just need some chocolate syrup."

"And what about your cherry?" she asked, grabbing the jar from him and taking two cherries out. He bent his head down to receive his and she plopped it in the middle of the whipped cream on his head. She then took the other cherry, holding it by the stem, and brushed it across her lips before taking it into her mouth.

She chewed the cherry, pulling the stem out and sucking off the excess juices. Then she plunged the stem into her mouth and rolled her tongue around for a bit. When she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, she revealed to Draco the stem tied in a perfect knot.

"C-chocolate syrup?" he stuttered huskily, grabbing the bottle and opening it. He held it over her head and let it flow, drenching her in the sticky substance.

"Your turn," she said, grabbing the bottle from him and brushing the cap of it across his full lips, letting him taste the chocolate, before repeating his actions and pouring it over his head.

"You know, Mina, your dress is going to be ruined if you keep it on," he added with a knowing smirk.

"Yes, it does seem that I am a bit overdressed," she said, looking down at her dress and the chocolate syrup spilling all over it.

"Well, I might remedy that problem," he said, his hands going down to her thighs and pushing up the hem of her dress. He pushed it under her bottom as she lifted her hips and finally he had it over her head. Now she was scantily clad in only her bra and knickers, both Slytherin green silk.

Draco pushed her backwards on the table, so that she was lying on it with her legs still off the edge and him in between them. He grabbed for the chocolate sauce and covered her stomach in it. He barely noticed the slight swell of her belly as he spread the sauce over it.

He grabbed the bag of marshmallows and tore it open, spilling the miniature marshmallows all over her, making them stick to the chocolate syrup on her body. He leaned over and started licking the marshmallows up with his tongue. The taste of so many good things together—chocolate, marshmallows, Hermione—was intoxicating. He could think of no better Christmas present than his little Gryffindor girlfriend covered in chocolate syrup.

Hermione's hands were running through his now sticky hair. She reached blindly next to her to find the quart container. She also found a spoon from dinner earlier and grabbed that too. While Draco went to work cleaning off her stomach and sending waves of pleasure through her, she went to work on scooping out the ice cream. Karmel Sutra, it was perfect. She got out one spoonful of ice cream and put the spoon in her mouth, loving the taste. Then she pulled the half-eaten spoon of ice cream from her mouth and grabbed Draco's hair, pulling him away from the attention on her stomach. She plunged the spoon into his mouth and he sucked the ice cream off, moaning.

Hermione dipped the spoon into the container again and got another spoonful, this time she ran the spoon over her stomach to cover it in the chocolate and marshmallows. Then she shoved it into Draco's mouth again. It was like she was feeding him and she couldn't imagine why it was so fun to do this to him, treat him like an inferior for once.

Draco smiled as he sucked the ice cream off the spoon again, then pulled Hermione up to share the taste with her by taking her mouth in a kiss. He could feel her warm body and the stickiness of the chocolate against his white shirt, Hermione seemed to notice too.

As they shared their kiss, Hermione tossed the ice cream back on the table and grabbed the bottom of Draco's shirt and pulled it up out of his pants. She then started unbuttoning it from the bottom up. Finally, after what seemed like forever, she had it off. She pushed it over his shoulders and it landed on the floor with a whoosh. She stared hungrily at his naked chest before seizing the chocolate syrup and smearing it over him. She grabbed the strawberries.

Draco smiled at his witch, she was so sexy. Her head covered in whipped cream, her stomach still covered in chocolate, marshmallows, and his tiny bite marks, her lips red and swollen from his kisses, a grin plastered on her face, a look of lust in her dark eyes. Her eyes became darker as she grabbed a strawberry and pulled it across his chest through the chocolate, before sucking it into her mouth and biting it harshly, looking right into Draco's now storming gray eyes.

There was no mistaking the look that she gave him. She was torturing him as he had her. She wanted to make him feel the way that he had made her feel when he was licking the marshmallows off of her stomach, the way he made her feel when he was sucking the ice cream off the spoon and moaning. He wanted her, but he was trying to hold back. He looked at her a grabbed a strawberry for himself, running it through the chocolate on her stomach and then pulling it into his mouth to savor the taste.

Hermione looked at his kiss-swollen lips sucking in the strawberry and she let out a moan, she wanted to be the strawberry. She tossed her strawberry away and grabbed the one from his mouth, replacing it with her tongue.

The grandfather clock in the hall struck twelve.

Hermione pulled away from their strawberry-chocolate kiss and put her arms around his neck. "Merry Christmas, love."

Draco smiled at her, his witch, his Hermione. "Marry me."

A/N: Wait, what happened? He just asked her what? Oh my god! But that's not the reason I liked this chapter so much...hmm...what was it? Oh yeah, any chapter with Ron getting pain inflicted upon him in one way or another is always good. And making sundaes is fun too!

Ah...okay, a cookie to sexyvamp815 for being very close "what Hermione has planned"and I love the "pretty please with lots and lots of lemons on top" thing, and a cookie to Clueless Bystander for asking for one. If I could actually give them to you then I would, but you can have some virtual ones. I do make really good chocolate chip cookies...

One last thing, this is my last chapter until after the release of HBP and I wanted to tell you that I will be posting the next chapter after I read the book, and I hope it doesn't screw things up too bad with my story, like killing someone off that is important in my story. But please continue reading this. It gets really good after this and I am almost completely finished writing it.

Love and Lemons

Brittany