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A/N Happy Thanksgiving all! Here is your update, I hope you enjoy it. Happy Reading and dont forget to review!
Games
Harry was having a fit. The newspapers, both muggle and wizard were having a field day with Hermione's disappearance. It was a slow news week. It didn't help that Steven was found on the telly every day pleading for his wife's safe return. Or being interviewed in the Daily Prophet begging for information. He knew that his job would be at stake if anyone found out about his role in her sudden departure. He looked for places to hide her that she would be safe but no one was willing to take in someone they didn't know or risk being an accessory. The burrow was too risky. So was his small flat, so for the moment she was in the safest place in the world. He was keeping in regular contact with Draco, and he with Harry. He told Harry that Hermione was gaining weight and looking much better. She had stopped obsessing with the schedule and was reading like she used to. This made Harry smile. He owled Draco and told him it may be several more weeks before he can find somewhere to hide her, due to all the media attention. Draco had owled back saying 'no problem'. It was like a total change. Weird.
Unfortunately, the stress of keeping to one room had worn on both Draco and Hermione. They had read piles and piles of books. Played innumerable games of chess and talked until they had nothing left to say. Harry suggested some muggle games and sent a shop name that carried them. Draco thought it might be a good idea, although she would have the upper hand being raised muggle and all. She marked the ones that she knew and he was going off to the store that very afternoon.
"You will be okay wont you?" he asked before he was set to leave.
"Yep, I'm going to read some more. Can you pick something else up for me?" she asked.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Well, in the market there is a candy maker who sells these chocolate caramels. Just a few please?" she batted her lashes at him in a mocking way.
"Okay, be back soon." he replied as he walked out the door and locked it behind him.
He got to his car and drove quickly to the city. He wanted to get all the games, and treats, but also some presents for her. She was just so great to hang with. She was smart, and now that she had gained some weight back, very cute. He loved the way she laughed, and the way she scowled when she lost at chess. He knew it was only temporary her staying, but he was having the time of his life. It was nothing like hanging out with Pansy. Granger actually had a brain, and could carry on a conversation with him. He liked that about her.
She sat in front of the fire, reading a book on healing. She still wanted to be a healer, even though it would probably never happen. This last week and a half had been very odd indeed. She was living in the bedroom of her former arch rival. And she liked it. He was funny and smart, capable of intelligent conversation, and quiet moments as well. She hardly ever thought of Steven, he was her husband, but only in law. In her mind, she wished he would just go away. She was happy to be free of the constant abuse. Draco had told her that he was making quite the issue of her disappearance, so she would have to stay hidden for quite a while longer. And that was fine with her.
He parked his car in the market square. He walked a quarter mile or so up the road to a toy store. They carried the games suggested. The man behind the counter smiled at him and asked;
"How may I help you today sir?"
"I need these games, can you help me find them?" he handed him a list.
"Indeed I can." the man said motioning for Draco to follow him.
Draco held out his arms as the man piled Monopoly, Scrabble, Yahtzee, checkers, Truth or dare, Life and Sorry. He promptly paid and put them in the trunk of his car. He headed for the outdoor market, where to his surprise Hermione's husband was having a press conference. He moved closer so he could hear.
"Please, I am begging anyone who has information on my wife's kidnapping to please come forward. I am offering a huge reward. She means the world to me…" he broke off into some really noticeable fake tears. "Just bring my Hermione home to me." he blew his nose and motioned for the cameras to leave as he faked being to overcome with sorrow to continue. Draco huffed at this display. It made him angry that this bastard was trying to convince everyone that he was the perfect husband. He walked over to the candy maker and got her a huge bag of her favorites. Then he was off to the clothing store to buy her some comfortable clothes and under things. She had been wearing the same 3 robes and undergarments since she got there. The woman in the clothing store was very eager to help him. He bought her some muggle clothing, t-shirts, jeans and some comfy sweatpants to lounge in. he also bought her some slippers as her feet were always cold, and a hoodie sweatshirt. When he got to the underwear section he was slightly embarrassed, but the sales lady helped him out. He got her 7 new pairs of panties, 2 bras. (He estimated her size according to the sales girl she was a 34c) and a nightgown to sleep in. Long, nothing revealing. He paid for his purchases and headed back to his car. The thought of her husband still lingered in his head. He wanted to go beat the living daylights out of him. Show him how it felt. But in his mind he was doing one up on that. He had his wife hidden safely away, happy and healthy. He smiled as he sped off towards home.
When he arrived he found her waiting with a smile. She was happy to see him. He put the games on the bed and called her over to see the clothes. Her eyes widened when he handed her the bags.
"I thought you might be tired of wearing the same things. I hope I got the sizes right." he blushed when she pulled out the underwear and bras.
"I had a sales person help me with those. I didn't know…" she smiled at him before he could finish. But a look closer revealed tears in her eyes again.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry." he said.
"No, it's just that I haven't had new clothes and things in years, these are tears of joy." she smiled again through those teary eyes. She put her arms out and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him into an unexpected hug. As she pulled away, her face was inches from his. Her eyes looked at him longingly, and he reached down and brushed her lips with his. She pulled back quickly, looking confused and guilty.
"I'm sorry." he said. "I shouldn't have done that. You just looked so…" he broke off not knowing what to say. But he did know that he should not have kissed her. She was too emotionally screwed up to handle that. She sat there in silence for a moment.
"It's okay, I just wanted to thank you for all this." she motioned to the piles of clothes. He looked at his watch to avoid her eyes.
"Nearly time for dinner." he said standing up. "I will go give our order, anything special?"
She shook her head no.
"Okay, be right back." he walked out of the room and down the hall cursing himself all the way.
She sat back on the bed, touching her fingers to her lips where his had just been. They were soft and warm and unlike anything she had felt in many years. They were not rough like Steven's, or sloppy like Ron's, it was beautiful. But she had not known what to think, so like always her emotions got the best of her. She looked around at the pile of things on the bed. Her things, gifts from him. She picked out a baby t-shirt and yoga type sweatpants. She looked at the panties and bras he had picked out. They were nice, expensive. She picked out a pair of pink panties and white bra and ran into the bathroom to change.
'Thank Merlin' she thought as she threw the robes and underwear she had been wearing into the hamper. She pulled on the comfy clothes and pulled her long hair into a high ponytail. Then she walked back into the bedroom and sat on the couch. When he returned, she looked fresh and happy. She motioned for him to come sit. And he did.
"I am so sorry Hermione." he said guiltily. "I shouldn't have done that." his face was red. She looked into his beautiful silver eyes. Her heart was confused. She liked the kiss, it was the best one she had ever had. But she was still married, and though she didn't love Steven, vows still meant something.
"It's okay, really." and a second later she realized that he had called her Hermione, not Granger. She giggled.
"What?" he asked.
"You called me Hermione. It was just funny I guess." she laughed some more.
"Well that is your name isn't it?" he smirked at her very amused.
"Yeah, but usually you call me Granger." her smiled widened.
"Well, that's not your name anymore either is it?" he said quietly. "Anyway, why don't you pick a game? Dinner won't be ready for almost an hour."
She walked over to the bed and picked up Scrabble. They played for the remainder of the hour, Hermione won. Draco said the game was rigged and wanted to play something else. Just then their dinner arrived and she ate hungrily. They had prime rib and twice baked potatoes. Some mixed veggies on the side and a tossed salad completed the dinner. He also poured her some red wine. By the time they were done, she was very full and glad she was wearing stretchy pants.
"I get to pick the next game." he said, walking over to the pile and picking up 'Truth or Dare' with an evil grin. She groaned.
"Come on, it will be fun." he set up the board. It consisted of two rows of spaces. Every time you did a dare, or told the truth you moved up a square. You read the questions off of little cards. They put their pieces on the board and Draco went first.
"I pick truth." he said.
"Okay" she read "What was your most embarrassing moment?"
He thought for a moment. That was a hard one.
"Okay, honestly it was when Moody turned me into a ferret." his face was red from just thinking of it. She broke into a fit of giggles.
"Okay, you get to move up one." she said.
"Alright, stop laughing. Your turn."
"I pick truth as well."
"Okay. What is your favorite color? Man that was a boring one." he pitched the card onto the pile.
"Blue" she replied, delighted in such an easy question.
"Truth." he said again
"Have you ever been in love?"
"I don't want to answer that." he said.
"If you don't answer, you have to do the dare, and I will make it good." she grinned an evil grin.
"Alright, no I haven't been in love yet." he smirked disapprovingly. "Your turn."
"Truth again please." hoping for another easy question.
"Who was your first kiss?"
She sighed heavily.
"Ron" she answered wrinkling her nose at the thought.
"That bad huh?" he said half laughing.
"Moving on, your turn."
"Dare." he raised an eyebrow to shake things up a little bit.
"Okay, I want you to sing a song, your choice." she said giggling
"I don't know any songs." he replied
"You must know one, think."
"No, I don't, think of another dare."
"Ok, put on my nightgown and run around the manor." she said falling into a fit of giggles. As he made a vomiting noise.
"Okay, okay." he walked over to the pile of clothes still on the bed and stripped off his shirt. He threw the gown on and walked in front of her.
"How do I look?" he asked trying to keep a straight face. Her stomach hurt from giggling so hard.
"Great, very sexy." she replied between giggles.
He opened the door and ran down the hall. She peeked her head out to make sure he wasn't cheating. He ran down the stairs and back up and back into his room. He took off the gown, but left his shirt off.
"Hot." he said panting and fanning himself. "Your turn."
"Truth." she said again. He made a motion like a chicken, but read the question anyway.
"Who gave you your best kiss?" he read, placing the card down on the pile.
"It does not say that." she said irritated.
"Yes it does, see here." he handed her the card. Her eyes scanned it before she threw it down again.
"I am not answering that." she said flatly.
"Ok, then I get to think of a dare!" he said rubbing his hands together evilly.
"Ok, never mind I will answer."
He waited for the answer like a school girl hearing more gossip.
"You." she said looking down at the floor.
"What?" he said, thinking he misheard.
"I said you." her face was flushed "your turn." she whispered,
"Truth."
"What is the biggest regret of your life?" she read.
"That is a tough one, but I would have to say that it was not making more friends when I was younger." his mind was still on her answer. Had she really said he had been her best kiss? His head was swelling with pride. "Okay, your turn."
"Truth."
"Are you ever going to pick dare?"
"No." she mused.
"Who was your biggest crush?" he read.
"Oh, Merlin. Uh…let me see…I think my biggest one was Harry when we were younger. But I got over it quickly." she blushed a deep red. Draco laughed at this. Not like that was any big secret. "Your turn." she said.
"Truth."
"What is your favorite food?"
"Strawberries and clotted cream." he said licking his lips.
"Truth." she said again.
"Come on, you have to pick dare once."
"Nope" she smiled.
"Okay, then can I make up my own question?" she nodded in agreement.
"If I tried to kiss you again, would you let me?" he was very close to her on the sofa.
She bit her lip nervously, and then nodded. In a split second his lips were on hers, warm and inviting. She reached over and ran her hand through his hair. She knew it was wrong, but she was starved for affection. His kisses burned her body, and he ran his tongue over her mouth. She opened it slightly letting his in. moments later he broke the kiss. Her face was flushed, and he was afraid if he didn't stop, he wouldn't be able to. His pale face was pink, and he was having a hard time catching his breath.
"Your turn." she said.
"Dare."
"I dare you to do that again." her lips invited him once again, and he obliged. Her tiny body pressed up against his. And her hands ran up and down his spine creating goosebumps on his skin. Her heart beat fast and hard, and her eyes stared into his silvery blue ones. He was so beautiful. She could lay here with him forever and never feel scared again. She pulled back a moment later, his eyes were on fire and she needed to stop before they went any further.
"Your turn" he said but she got up to go into the bathroom. She turned on the water and splashed some on her face. She had never in her life felt that kind of passion, that kind of wanting. She needed to regain her composure before facing him again. It was getting late, maybe she would suggest they turn in early. Oh but Merlin did he taste good. How would she forget that moment?
"Draco, would you hand me that gown?" she said sticking her hand out the bathroom door.
He handed it to her, and she slipped out of her clothes and pulled it down over her head. It smelled like his body. She inhaled deeply before returning to the bedroom.
"Would you mind if we played more tomorrow, I am tired." it was barely 9pm.
"Sure" he said. "Do you want me to lay with you." she nodded.
He lay next to her, trying to get the memory of that kiss out of his mind. She had felt so soft, and she admitted he was her best kiss. He smiled at that thought before he pulled off his pants and was now wearing only his boxers. It was a warm night. She lay next to him, silently breathing. Her mind was racing. She would like nothing more than to kiss him into the wee hours of the morning. She looked out the window into the clear moonlit night. She felt him stirring next to her, before resting his arm around her waist. She relaxed and fell asleep.