A Hidden Love

Prologue

As he pulled back the covers to his four-poster bed he could feel the girl standing next to him grow anxious. Without warning she wrapped her arms around his naked waist and began to grind her hips into his.

"Calm down," he purred into her ear, "be patient my dear."

This made her even more needy for him. His voice always made her swoon. Ever since they were eleven years old.

He picked her up and gently laid her onto the bed. She could feel his parts throb with blood and waiting for her. She slowly spread her needy legs. He teased her at first. Letting it touch her but not entering.

"Oh baby, don't tease me, you know how I can get." She said pleadingly.

After many seconds of teasing and foreplay he finally allowed himself to enter her. It was both their first times and they weren't disappointed. As he pumped her and made her a woman she ran through his long white blond hair releasing every fiber from the skin tight gelled form he had always kept it in.

Their low moans and groans as well as their high pitched screams couldn't be heard above the talking and laughing from the end of year feast above their heads.

At what seemed like long last they finally hit the climax of their "stories." As he yelled he entangled his hands into her bushy brown hair. As she screamed she grasped his back and dug her short but sharp nails into his skin.

"Oh, Daddy likes it rough!" he said purring into her ear again.

"Oh, darling." She giggled. "Don't play dumb with me. She then rolled over and was now straddling him. Still the connection between was unharmed.

"I think," she kissed his chest, "that its time" she worked her way up to his neck, "for the Mudblood and the Pureblood" she was now in his face "crossed lines."

She then began to thrust her hips into his recreating the tantalizing friction between them. Again they moaned and groaned in harmony. He now had his hands on her hips and was trying to get deeper into her, but that proved to be impossible. Within minutes they were both hitting climax again. She kissed him, as their tongues fought for domination she rolled off of him and onto the piece of bed to his right breaking the connection.

They stopped kissing and looked into each other's eyes.

"Oh my darling Draco, will we ever be together without persecution from our friends and families?"

"Of coarse we will be my dear Hermione." He answered. And with that he kissed her forehead. And they fell into a deep deep sleep.