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Chapter 39 – The Malfoy Manor
"Done!" Hermione exclaimed in triumph to no one in particular, closing her suitcase and sitting down on the bed. She looked out the window and as the snow fell, couldn't help but feel excited for the winter holidays.
"Granger, you ready?" Draco called from the room across the hall.
She hoisted her suitcase off the bed, dragging it behind her into the hall. "Yup. How about you?"
He joined her. "As ready as I'll ever be."
She narrowed her eyes at him. "Draco you didn't pack? Great, now we are going to be late, you can be so immature sometimes! I feel like I'm constantly on a babysitting job, you-"
"Granger, calm down. We are going to MY house, remember? Everything I need is there."
"Not your school books! And don't even START with me about not needing them, because I am going to be studying, and so are you."
He rolled his eyes. "Yes MOTHER, and don't worry, I have them right here." He said, turning to reveal a backpack on his back.
"Okay then. That's all I wanted to know."
"You don't have to be so anal all the time you know, it IS the holidays."
"Don't call me anal! And yes, I get worried sometimes, especially when we are leaving for a week and a half and have to be completely packed. And you are the one being completely impossible, its-"
But Draco quickly silenced her by placing his lips on hers, then drawing away, leaving her with a crooked smile. "What was that for?" She murmured.
"I was trying to get you to shut up." He smirked.
"Of course you have to ruin the moment by saying something totally pigheaded." She muttered to herself, dragging her suitcase to the door.
"You know the plan, right? We split up, pretend we hate each other, then aparate to my house, which I gave you the address to."
"Who's pretending?" She said sarcastically.
"You can say you hate me all you want Granger, because I know the second we get to my house you wont be able to keep you hands off of me." He said with a wink, and before she could retaliate, he was out the door.
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"Oy! 'Mione!"
Hermione whipped around to see two boys running towards her. "Hey Harry, Ron." She beamed. "Have fun at the burrow, okay?"
"Course we will." Harry chuckled. "And you have fun back at your parents' house."
She nodded rubbing her hands together. The cold air was nipping at her nose and cheeks, causing them to go rosy. She hated lying to Harry and Ron, but feared the truth would be much more hurtful. "Happy Christmas Harry," She said warmly, giving each of them a hug, and watching them head off. She was ready to go, and grasped her suitcase tightly, closing her eyes and in seconds reopening them to find her surroundings completely altered.
She was on in a dreary neighborhood, standing on the stone paved sidewalk beneath a sinister looking black streetlight. Many huge houses lined the streets, each more amazing then the next, and when she turned, she realized that she was standing next to a large, pointy black metal fence which bore a sign reading "THE MALFOY MANOR." And so she had reached her destination. She rolled her bag behind her, creating tracks in the thin layer of snow that was forming on the ground and walked to the opening of the gate, which immediately swung open, causing a crow perched atop it to squawk loudly and fly away.
The walk from the gate to the door of the manor was a long one, across a stone pathway which curved this way and that, dead grass on either side dusted with snow. Finally she reached the door and raised a fist to knock when it too swung open eerily with a creek. She walked inside.
The Malfoy Manor was much like she expected it to be, old, a bit dusty, and grand. The ceilings were uncannily high and every footstep echoed a million times over. Paintings of men and women who looked very related to the Malfoy's lined the walls, and several odd statues and dying plants adorned the corners. The floor was made of a beautiful wood, patterned in diamond shapes and shiny, reflecting Hermione herself.
"Granger."
Hermione whirled around with a shriek, grasping her chest. "Oh it's only you… thank god. I thought I was alone… you gave me a fright."
"Nope, I arrived here first. I was just up putting my TEXT BOOKS in my room." He said emphasizing the text books, and waiting for praise.
"Good job." She said with a smile.
"So… Welcome," He said. "To my humble abode."
"I wouldn't call it humble…" She said jokingly. "But it's amazing. I feel like I'm in an old museum."
He chuckled. "Yeah, that's what I feel like every goddamn day of my life."
"You don't like it?" She asked in shock.
"You get sick of it, living here your whole life, being waited on hand and foot, never getting to do anything alone…"
"Sounds TERRIBLE." She said sarcastically.
He smiled. "No really though, I do get sick of it, but I cant help but love the place. I mean I was born here."
"Here?" Hermione asked. "Like here in this very house? Here here?"
"No I meant somewhere else, YES here."
"Wow you guys are traditional, huh?"
"I guess you could say that… at least about my mother. I'm not the least bit traditional. I live on the wild side."
Hermione chuckled. "Alright then Mr. Wild, show me your room."
"Ah, I like how you think granger, right to the bedroom!" He said slyly "But let's get a snack first. I'm starving and I didn't have any breakfast."
"Hey! I didn't mean it like that! But yes, I could use something to eat." She said, following him through the dining room with a VERY long table, and into a small room with several small round tables and a large window in the wall that looked like a drive through. Draco stepped up to the window and Hermione followed, noticing a raised platform just behind it. There was a small bell next to the window that read "Ring for Assistance." Which Draco did indeed ring, and to Hermione's horror two houselves appeared out of nowhere with a CRACK behind the window.
"Master!" Squeaked one of the house elves bowing lowly. "How can we assist you?"
"Ah yes, Draco and Dracola, would you be so kind as to fetch us some-"
But before he could finish Hermione had slapped him hard in the face.
"Ow! What was that for?" He asked rubbing his reddened cheek and looking at her confusedly.
"That was for keeping innocent houseleves captive here! How COULD you Draco? I thought that Dobby had taught your family a lesson. I can't believe it! And naming them after yourself? WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" She then let out a deep, huffy breath, and turned to Draco and Dracola the Houseelves. "And you two," She said in a much softer tone. "Have you ever heard of S.P.E.W.? The Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare? Well I thoroughly encourage you to join up! You should be FREE! You are a living being just like everyone else and…"
"Pardon, Miss, but we like it here. Dracola lives to serve her master!" Dracola said bowing once again.
"Not spew again… god Granger." Draco said chuckling to himself.
"But… well… you…. ARGH! Fine. But I'm not hungry anymore, I've lost my appetite just thinking of these poor innocent creatures slaving over a meal I could easily make myself."
"Allllrighty then…" Draco said smirking at her. "Well I'll show you my room then."
She sighed. "Okay, that sounds good."
But he was already walking up the winding stairway and she quickly followed. At the top of the stairway was a very long narrow hallway adorned with many doors and he carefully walked past 4 of them, ending up at the third door on the right. He reached out, twisting the door knob and…. Hermione burst into laughter.
Draco's room was that of a 13 year old boy. The walls were a dark green (true slytherine), and action figures adorned his bureau. A book shelf lined with children's books stood in the far corner, and a snake night light was still plugged into an outlet. The only signs that he had grown up at ALL were the very large dark wooden bed with fluffy black sheets and white pillows, and the large poster of a scantily clad woman that read in large print at the bottom "Verona White, Goddess of the Night."
"Wow…" Hermione said between giggles. "Nice… Room!" She burst into laughter once more.
"Hey, I haven't updated it since I went off to Hogwarts. I mean I'm only here during the summers, the rest of the year I'm at school. All I needed was a new, KING SIZED bed." He said, sinking onto it and looking very proud.
"And your old buddy Verona White over there, eh?" She said laughing even more. And joining him on the bed.
"What, that old poster? I've had it since I was like 10."
"Ohhh, I see." Hermione said smiling at him. "So you've been a sick pervert all your life?"
"Pretty much." He admitted, leaving over and kissing her on the lips.
She sighed as his lips met hers and moved her body under him, inhaling his sent, tasting his taste. She wanted nothing more than to stay like this, for now, for the break, forever.
Her hands slid their way up his strong arms, his shoulders, his neck, his jaw line, and entwined themselves in his blonde hair. He let out a sort of groan from deep inside his throat and she could feel her heart beat ever faster, feel an ache build inside her, and wondered if he was aching for her too.
"Draco…" She whispered, pausing for a breath as he undid the buttons on her shirt and slowly slid it off her shoulders, gazing down at her and placing kisses atop her breasts. "Kiss me." She demanded, and he did, he kissed her long and hard and she could feel him getting excited, and knew that he wanted her, and knew that she wanted him back. She pulled his shirt off, kissing down his toned chest and brushing her hands across his muscles, and she looked into his grey eyes and saw pure, raw, lust.
And then she was undoing his pants and he was taking off her skirt and they were naked together for the first time and her bare breasts rose and fell with his bare chest and they were kissing and she was frightened and she pulled away and sat up quickly, panting heavily.
"Draco.. I'm sorry… I can't." She said her voice raw with emotion. "I can't do this…"
Draco too sat up, and ran his fingers through his hair, his chest heaving and falling with each labored breath. "Granger, why do you play these games with me? Goddammit, I know you want to do this, I know you do. But every time you hold back. I don't understand you… no girl has ever done this to me before and I don't know what to say or to do, or what you want from me."
"I'm scared." She said softly, looking away, tears threatening to spill from her eyes, she brought her head down and placed it on his back. "I'm sorry…"
He took a deep breath, and the next words he spoke were sincere. "I don't want you to think I'm just trying to have sex with you… I care about you, did you know that Granger?"
For a split second her breath caught in her through and she paused, then released it, and realized that she did know. She knew that he cared for her, underneath all the jokes and sarcasm and fighting. She knew, and she nodded slowly against his back, her hair tousled and spilling over her shoulders. "I… I know." She whispered, pausing again then adding quietly "I care about you too."
She looked up at him, her eyes big and brown and glistening, and did not feel one bit afraid, and when they kissed once more, she knew that it felt right, and that this time, it was for real.
Draco slid his hands down her sides and then back up to cup her breasts and fondle her nipples. Hermione rewarded him with a gasp, her eyes snapping shut and her back arching up. Blood was rushing to her head and something was pounding in her ears. "Draco," She whispered in his ear. "I need you. I need to feel you… in me."
He looked at her uncertainly, his eyes bearing into her unblinkingly. "Are you sure?"
She nodded, still panting. "I'm sure. Do it… please"
The corner of his mouth turned up in a smile and he kissed her neck and situated himself between her legs.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Just do it… quickly please…" She said, closing her eyes tightly.
He entered her slowly adjusting to her warmth, and slid into her, feeling such ecstasy that he hardly noticed the fact he met to resistance. As he entered she gasped, gripping his shoulders tightly, her eyelids fluttering erotically. He paused, allowing her to adjust to him, and placed his lips on her own, kissing her passionately. It was she who moved first, slowly grinding her hips against him, looking at him questioningly, asking him without words what to do.
He began to move within her slowly, in and out, careful not to hurt her. Soon her breathing hastened, meeting ever thrust he sent her way, and his rhythm increased, the cool winter night soundless except that of their breath.
As he thrust into her her low moans began to grow louder and faster and more urgent and she gripped his shoulders tightly, and wrapper her legs around him, wanting him deeper inside her, wanting to be joined with him completely, and she began to cry out. "Draco… yes… oh Draco!" She cried, stiffening beneath him, her back and head arching back, and the sight of her caused Draco to in turn reach his own climax, and he moaned her name and she felt him come and soon they were entwined together, panting beside each other on Draco's bed.
"That was…" Hermione said in between breaths.
"Amazing, I know, I'm pretty damn good." Draco said with a smile.
Hermione giggled. "Wow I'm surprised you can even be cocky at a moment like this." And then she sighed and rested her head on his chest, and allowed herself to drift off into a well earned sleep.
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The next morning Hermione and Draco did not wake up early. In fact, they were so sound asleep that not even the sounds of a door opening, and voices, and ascending footsteps could wake them. No, they did not stir until the very door to the room they lay in was wrenched open and a very loud screech echoed before them. And when this did happen, Hermione could not have been more horrified to be staring into the very pale and distraught face of Narcissa Malfoy.
A/N: Ahh a cliffie :D well I know this was the chapter you all had been waiting for and since I haven't updated in such a long time I thought you deserved it :) Hope it met you expectations. NOW GO REVIEW! At least 7 before an update. And I'm in the mood to write so hopefully I will have an update up VERY SOON to break my record of laziness.