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XI. Tutoring

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"How old were you when you started school?" Hermione asked Draco as they were getting ready for bed that night.

"Eleven, we all were," he stated the obvious.

"Didn't you have a tutor before though?" she asked.

Draco nodded. "I had a tutor when I turned six. Why?" he asked, turning to face her.

Hermione smiled. "Jasmine is only three; I suppose she is too young."

Draco shook his head. "I don't. With two parents like us, she should be taking advantage of her brains. She's really smart, Hermione. Perhaps we should get her a tutor."

Hermione bit her lip. "I don't want to take away her childhood, Draco."

"Of course not! Only a lesson or two a week to start. Just enough to give her a head start." He laughed. "She deserves a chance, Hermione. The worst thing is that she doesn't catch on and we decide to put this off for a few years. If you hadn't brought it up, I would have."

Hermione nodded. "How do we find a tutor?" she asked, slipping into bed.

Draco lay next to her. He kissed her and whispered. "Don't worry. I'll handle it." He shot a silencing charm at the door. "Now, love, I believe you owe me for last night and then this morning."

Hermione giggled. "I suppose so…"

"But," he said slowly as he trailed a hand over her figure underneath the covers. "It'll be different this time."

Hermione smiled. He was going to make love to the real her for the first time in their married lives. It was hard to imagine that before Caleb had been born they were only married out of duty and had sex for the sole reason of Draco's hormones.

She suddenly became aware of her body already responding to his touches. He slipped a hand under her large t-shirt and explored her bare flesh. His fingers skimmed her breasts, fuller from the baby's milk. Aware of their tenderness, Draco was gentle as h played with a nipple, grinning as he felt it go hard.

Draco pushed the covers off of Hermione and helped to remove her shirt. She had only panties on now. He had her lay back down and gently took her lips in a kiss. They had agreed that tonight would be slow and sensual; he had every intention on keeping it that way.

Draco pulled back from the kiss and then put his lips to her neck and shoulders. She moaned and h took her mouth again. His hands were tracing the curves of her body, fingering the roots of her hair, cupping her breasts.

She was running her hands down his chest and then she tucked a finger in on either side of his boxers. She quickly pulled them down and he moved out of them. She threw them on the floor.

Hermione wrapped her hand around his harness and he groaned in pleasure. A small smile crept upon her face at the idea of her making Draco Malfoy groan. Her smile faded when Draco kissed her again.

He dropped one hand between her legs and tore her remaining article of clothing off in one swift motion. Hermione decided that she would scold him later as he put his hand back between her legs. She tilted her head back into the pillows and let out a soft gasp. Draco took advantage of her exposed neck and lightly bit her skin leaving small red marks. In response, Hermione dug her nails into his back.

Sensing that they were both ready, Draco lowered himself to her entry and slowly pushed forward. The fit was perfect, as it always was, and Hermione moaned. As he had promised, he slowly made love to her and when she screamed out his name near the end, he couldn't think of a time when she had looked sexier.

When Draco's release came—right after her own—Hermione felt the familiar weight of him sinking into her. When he rolled off she edged closer to him and smiled when he wrapped an arm around her waist.

Their post-sex stupor had left them both too tired to talk or move, so in silence they stayed by each other.

Moments later Hermione whispered a thank you to Draco for loving the real her but the only response was a light snore escaping from his slightly parted lips.

A/N: Amber wrote the majority of this chapter. We hope you enjoyed it.

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