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A/N: Some bad language in this. If I have time tonight I'll try and reel of a chapter from Hogwarts with the kids, if not it'll be up tomorrow night because I only have 3 lessons at school tomorrow lots of writing time. Thanks for all the reviews - stuff about why Draco wasn't charged or isn't in prison will be explained later on - all in good time.

Hermione smiled to herself as she rubbed shampoo into her wild hair, it was only ever close to tame in the shower. The warm water cascaded over her body and made her skin tingle, she'd always loved showering; it felt like she was purifying herself. Closing her eyes she lost herself in a dream world as she felt soft hands caress her body.

"Draco…"

"Mmmm…" He mumbled from behind her as he kissed her bare shoulder delicately. Hermione began to feel butterflies rise in her stomach.

"When did you get home?"

"Why are you trying to ruin the moment?" He muttered as his hands ran up her inner thighs, parting them slightly. In reply Hermione grabbed one of his hands and moved it slowly up her body, running over her flat stomach. Hermione groaned lightly as his other hand found her most sensitive area and began to work its magic.

"Draco…"

"I love it when you say my name." He groaned into her shoulder.

"Draco…"

"Fuck yeah…"

"DRACO!" Hermione bellowed causing him to bite into her shoulder. "Draco, I'm not trying to get you off here. What's on your arm?"

"My Dark Mark. But you know that's there…" He lifted both her arms above her head in one of his hands and began to massage her breasts. Hermione bit her lip to stop herself from groaning in pleasure, amazing as Draco's hands were she wanted to get to the bottom of this.

"No. Not the Dark Mark. This…" She poked the purple tainted skin and he shouted out in pain. "Bruise."

"Fucking Potter…" Draco muttered as he lowered Hermione's arms.

"What!"

"Yeah…look I'm might have done something slightly stupid." Hermione twisted around in his arms and glared at him.

"What exactly?"

"It's difficult to explain."

"Really…" She reached behind him and turned the water off. "Well, when you're ready to tell me, I'll be in the bedroom." She pushed past him and grabbing a large white towel left the bathroom. Draco hit his arm against the damp tiles.

"Fuck."

Draco picked up a dark blue towel and wrapped it round his waist. He walked into their large bedroom to see Hermione pulling on a navy blue vest top and loose white pyjama bottoms furiously, looking ready to kill. Standing up straight she shook her hair causing water droplets to fly across the room, looking like sparkling diamonds as the light caught them.

"'Mione baby…"

Spinning round she fixed Draco with a death stare. "Yes?" She spat out the word as if it was leaving a disgusting taste in her mouth.

"I'm sorry."

"For what Draco? In case you had forgotten you're yet to explain to me exactly what it is that you've done."

"I haven't forgotten."

"So, are you ready to tell me then?"

Draco sat down on the edge of the bed and held his head in his hands. "I've got to haven't I."

"Draco, I'm not going to let go of the fact you've got a fuck off huge bruise on your arm." He let his head fall back onto the bed and sighed loudly.

"I went round to see Ginny. She owled me saying that she wanted to talk to me. We talked, I explained some things that she wanted to know and then Potter came in just as I was leaving. He freaked out, started threatening me. We had a little chat about the good old times and then I might have just stepped over the line a little too much…"

"What did you say?"

"Implied that Potter wasn't exactly lighting Ginny's fire." Draco mumbled.

Hermione let her head fall into her hands and groaned. "Oh for fuck's sake Draco…"

"Er, yeah. And then I sort of told him to kill me if he had the guts."

"YOU DID WHAT! Draco you're not twelve anymore for crying out loud! You have children! You have a wife! What would I have done if Harry had killed you?"

"But he didn't…" Draco mumbled, blushing slightly.

"But he could easily have done, he hates you enough to kill you. I would bet you your entire fortune that the reason he didn't was because of me."

"Our fortune. Exactly, I knew he wouldn't."

"Draco! You couldn't have known. You don't know Harry well enough to say what he would and wouldn't do."

"Keep you friends close but your enemies closer."

"I don't care how right you knew you were, the truth is Draco that you didn't consider my feelings or the feelings of your children."

"Okay maybe I didn't think…"

"Yes, you didn't think…now if you'll excuse me, my head is hurting from trying to comprehend your stupidity and I need to go to sleep. Goodnight Draco." Hermione turned off the lights with a flick of her wand and curled up under the covers

"Night 'Mione, love."

Hermione grunted in reply and Draco rolled his eyes as he stood up to pull on some boxers before sliding under the covers and attempting to put an arm around Hermione who jerked away from him. Fucked this one right up…he thought as he drifted into a restless sleep.