Childhood Sweethearts Remember
Chapter 15: But Weren't They Getting Along?
As Hermione and Draco walked the path up to the Burrow from where their parents had apparated them to, the fight from the previous night had yet to end. "I just don't understand why you refuse to do it?"
"And I don't understand why you want to! I'm in love with you. I'm certainly not going to cheat on you!"
"Yet! You're not going to cheat on me, YET! But once I'm old and have shaggy breasts and you can't divorce me despite how much you'd like to, I'm sure younger girls will start looking pretty good to you – worth cheating on me, I'm sure."
"Paranoid."
"Selfish prat."
"Insufferable know-it-all."
"Egocentric, self absorbed, self indulgent…"
"Indulgent?"
"Yes. Indulgent."
"Well, I'd like to indulge in a few things right now. What do you say, Granger? Up for an up-against-the-wall-quickie?"
She frowned. "Draco…come on. They could walk out and see us at any time. I don't want to risk that. Do you?"
He draped an arm around her and led her off the path. "Well, Granger, I think there's something you should know." He pinned her against the wall and leaned in so his lips hovered above hers. "I'm a bit of an exhibitionist. So, what do you think? Good idea, right?"
"Wrong, Draco." She threw off his arm and tried to get back on the main path, however, Draco would have none of that. "Come on, Draco. We're supposed to be there in five minutes."
"So what if we're a little late? We're married. If we want to shag, it's perfectly normal. We are, after all, two consenting adults."
"Adults? I don't even turn sixteen until September eighteenth! Stop trying to make up lame excuses to get me to … to um…"
"Get you to FUCK me, Granger?" He tried to help out. "You're right, though. I AM in fact making up lame excuses to get you to fuck me. Is it working?"
"No."
"Well how 'bout this?" His hand slipped into her robes and under the line of her pants. When his fingers managed to graze past her panties, she gasped and bucked against him.
"Draco…"
His finger found its way under her knickers as well and touched her teasingly. She bucked once more. "You have no idea how pretty you look when you do that with your face. It's enough to make me want to scream."
As his finger entered her, she let out a moan and began thrusting against him to get more friction. "Draco, please… more…" she whispered breathily. He continued to touch her until she was ready to explode and then moved back. "Wait, what are you doing?"
He only smiled as he got down on his knees. "I'm going to make you scream so loud that the Weasley's will come out thinking you've been attacked." His lips attached themselves onto her dripping cunt and Hermione could have fallen over right then and there had it not been for Draco holding her waist.
She bucked against him time and time again until she climaxed, slouching against the wall. "The things you make me do…" she murmured.
He stood up with a smirk and licked his fingers. "You just taste too good, love. I can't get enough of you." He leaned in and began making a trail of kisses up and down her neck.
But before he could get any further, they heard a voice from a distance away coming closer. "Hermione said they'd be here by now. She's really never late. Wonder where she is," they heard Ron say.
"Shit," Hermione cursed under her breath. "Draco, we have to fix ourselves before they find us." She quickly zipped up her pants and fixed her hair. "How do I look?"
"Like you just had sex," a new voice said. It was Harry and he was laughing. "Hey, Ron! I FOUND THEM!"
When Ron came around the corner, he just sighed. "Where have you been? We've been looking all over for you. And Hermione, why is your hair messed up? It hasn't looked that bad since you started using those hair charms Ginny taught you."
"It the wind's fault," Hermione tried to cover up but then Malfoy started laughing. "And what is so funny about that? My hair gets messed up in the wind. There's nothing funny about it."
"Oh right. The wind. Of course," Draco laughed. "Because we've been exposed to the wind so much today, right?"
"What's he gettin' at, Hermione?" Ron asked. "If it wasn't the wind, then what? Did you forget to do your hair today?"
"Ron, stop being thick," Harry said. "Hermione was backed against the wall by Malfoy. Her hair probably got messed up then."
"But why would Malfoy back her up against a wall?"
"I didn't eat breakfast this morning," Draco smirked. "I guess I was hungry."
"DRACO!"
"What? I thought you wanted me to tell the truth, Granger. If you wanted, I probably could have lied, made up some great elaborate story about seeing a spider and trying to save you but I chose the path of righteousness. I chose the truth."
"Sarcasm will get you nowhere, Mr. Malfoy," Hermione said, "On the other hand, fine jewels and expensive outfits may do the trick."
"Really?" he asked. "That's all I've got to do when I want to have sex?"
"I was joking, Draco. You know material possessions mean nothing to me."
"Well I guess sarcasm won't get you anywhere, either," Draco pouted.
"Thus proving my point."
"What was your point, again?"
"YOU GUYS!" Harry interrupted. "Aren't we going to Diagon Alley? I mean, this day will be extremely long if you two aren't getting along."
"I'm sorry, Harry," Hermione said quickly. "We'll behave, right Draco?"
"Only if I get more sex tonight."
"You are way too hung up on sex."
"I can't help it. I like your body."
"Ew! Come on, this is so gross!" Ron shouted. "I can't take it. No talk of Hermione's body and no more talk of hunger issues. I swear, Malfoy, if you get hungry, we'll stop for lunch. Just let us know when you're ready." He sneered at Draco in anger before turning around and beginning to walk back towards the class.
"We're using floo powder," Harry told the newlyweds. "Come on."
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Once they arrived in Diagon Alley, Hermione began to smile devilishly. "Well I have to go get new dress robes," she said. "I'll meet up with you guys in an hour for lunch. Think your stomach can wait 'til then, Malfoy?"
He looked at her with terror. "You're leaving me…alone…with THEM…for a whole hour? It's a recipe for disaster. You can't leave me alone with Potter and Weaslebee. I'll die from the insanity!"
She laughed and patted his shoulder. "I wouldn't worry too much. They don't bite, Draco. At least, I don't THINK they bite. You'll have to tell me later, now won't you?"
"Um…Hermione?" Harry squeaked. "It's one thing when the FOUR of us go shopping together. It's another thing entirely when you leave Malfoy, Ron, and me with no one holding us back."
"I know," she smiled. "I can't wait to hear all about it."
Just then, a blonde came prancing up to the group and greeted them. "Hello, everyone."
"Hello, Pansy," Hermione replied. "It's so great of you to meet us here. I was just getting ready to separate from these three and then you and I will go looking for dresses."
Draco looked like he was about to die. "Yo…you…you and…and Pa…Pansy…are…are going…going sho…shopping….TOGETHER?"
"Well, darling, last night I got to thinking after our little fight. I figured, how could I be upset over your relationship with the poor girl if I didn't even know her? It just wasn't right of me."
"B…b..but…but you don't get along! THIS! THIS is a recipe for disaster."
"Ta-ta, boys!" Hermione called behind her as she and Pansy walked away. "Have fun together."
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Twenty Minutes Later
"Is it time yet?"
"Shut up Malfoy," Ron growled. "I'm sick of hearing your complaining. It's down right annoying. Every five seconds, 'Is it time yet?' I just can't take anymore. If I have to listen to one more of your pathetic little whines I swear I'll…"
"You'll what, Weasley? Hex me into oblivion? I'd like to see you try. Truth is, I don't think you have the balls for it. You've always seemed to be lacking in that area."
"Why you little…"
"Guys! GUYS!" Harry yelled before they could get too angry. "Let's go into the Quidditch shop. It may do us some good."
"No, Harry. I don't think so. I'm going to set this ferret straight, once and for all. It's bad enough he's married to Hermione but add today and I'm about ready to Avada Kedavra him straight to hell."
"Bring it, Red. I'm shaking in my oh-so-expensive-boots."
"Whether or not I have money doesn't play a factor in my kicking your ass."
"You should be KISSING my ass. You're so poor, I'm surprised you have a home at all."
"Nice one, Malfoy. Did your Daddy think it up for you?"
"You're quick with the insults today, Weasley, but I'm getting restless. Are we going to fight or are you going to shut your mouth?"
Ron straightened up and gave Draco a menacing look. "You want to fight, Malfoy? Let's go. Right now. Outside!"
"We're already outside, Ron," Harry whispered.
"Right," Ron said, his ears reddening quickly. "Well let's see what've you're made of then, Malfoy." Both boys took off their jackets and rolled up their sleeves. They began circling each other predatorily.
Ron took the first punch. He swung at Draco's face but Draco ducked just in time. They began circling again. Ron threw his arm at Draco once more, this time successfully hitting Draco in the side.
Draco grew angry and punched Ron in the face, knocking Ron back a few steps. Harry, in the meantime, just stood by and watched. "Get him, Ron!"
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"I'm glad you agreed to come today, Pansy," Hermione began as they entered the dress shop. "I really want to get to know Draco's friends. Especially since he tells me that they all used to be my friends as well."
Pansy gave Hermione a half smile. "Listen, Granger," she said. "I'm sure you're nice enough but we're not going to be friends again. I was friends with MIA. YOU are not Mia. I came today to make a truce, considering the Reins family could have my parents killed with the snap of a finger. But you and I are like Draco and Potter. We don't mix."
Hermione huffed. "So you came to 'save your parents'? Well I have news for you, Parkinson. I'm not the kind of person to abuse power like that. I would never send my parents after yours simply because you refused to come out with us. The truth is, I'm stuck with Draco for the rest of my life. I need to get used to you. I'm doing this for him and for me. So why don't you just suck it up if you're going to stay here anyway?"
Pansy just huffed and continued looking.
When the girls were done and had purchased their dresses, the left to find the boys.
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As the girls were on their way to meet Harry, Ron, and Draco for lunch, they heard shouting. "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" The chanting seemed closer and closer as they approached the spot that they had left the boys.
When they finally saw who was fighting, Hermione dropped all her bags and shouted. "RONALD WEASLEY! DRACO MALFOY! GET OFF EACH OTHER THIS INSTANT!"
The boys couldn't really hear her though and so she took drastic measures. She stupefied both of them. "Now listen up," she began as the crowd disappeared. "You two ARE going to get along, even if I have to tie you together and leave you alone in the dungeons for a week. Now I'm going to unstupefy you. But so help me, if you start anything again, you're going to the dungeons. And I want apologies. Okay? Okay."
A/N…Enjoy.
