A warning: this chapter contains a sex scene. If you are too young or you don't want to read, skip past it until its safe to read again

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Draco returned to Grimmauld's Place, thinking about the conversation he had with his mother. Voldemort had gotten sick of lying low and is building to launch a final assault. Draco had seen Voldemort's forces and knew that even though the Order could put up a fight, Voldemort and the Death Eaters would annihilate the Order and destroy everything in the world that is good

He didn't like this news and he knew it meant facing his father in the battle, something he wasn't looking forward to, but had no choice. It had to be done, sooner or later

Draco opened the door and went inside, heading up the stairs. Luckily for him, no-one noticed he was gone

"Well, funny that"

He reached his room and touched the doorknob. He wanted to think about this, but it was becoming a little too much for him. He knew he should tell Harry about the news, but he wanted to talk to Hermione first. Yeah, that's what he wanted. He didn't care if she didn't want to talk him, he could talk to her if she wasn't listening, he didn't mind

Draco made his way to her room and knocked

"Who is it?"

"It's Draco"

A pause

"Come in"

Draco opened the door and his jaw dropped. Hermione looked different. While her hair wasn't as bushy as last year, it was now smooth and long, reaching past her shoulders. She was wearing a dark blue, sleeveless nightie with straps. Just looking at her made Draco want her more

"Got a problem, Malfoy?"

Draco forced himself to close his jaw and walked over. Hermione was in her bed, the blanket pulled up to her stomach. A book lay in her hands, as she watched Draco like a hawk. He sat down on the end and looked at the floor

"So, where did you go?" she asked

"I went and visited my mother"

Hermione's tone changed

"What did she say?"

"Voldemort is on the rise again. If we don't stop him soon, then everything we know, everyone we love, will be gone, extinguished like a candle. So we must strike before sometime next week"

Draco looked away, going back to his thoughts. He had to protect his mother, even if it meant killing his father. Hermione watched him struggle in his thoughts. She knew what he had to do: face his father and maybe kill him

She saw all sorts of emotions run across his face: anger, concern, sickness, coldness, hurt and the most of all: love. To her now, Draco was nothing more than a young person confused about where he belonged. He only cared about the people he loved

"And I'm one of them," she thought

"Draco, if the need arises, would you be there to defend me?"

Draco looked up into her tantalizing chocolate-brown eyes

"Of course, I'll always be there"

Hermione bit her lower lip. She was looking at his lips, remembering them, wanting those warm lips to touch her own. She tried to forget about the image, but was no use. She had an idea on a way to get rid of it

Hermione leaned forward and rested her right hand on his left shoulder. Draco turned around and that's when she crashed her lips to his. He drew back, surprised

"Usually, I'm the one who kisses you"

"Something different"

Draco wrapped his arms around her back and kissed her. Hermione felt like as if every cell in her body was on fire. Draco deepened the kiss, forcing his tongue past her lips and into her mouth, tasting, searching, feeling everything. Hermione moaned and she discovered that one of his hands had slipped around to her waist, while the other supported her neck, as Draco trailed kisses down her soft throat and to her collarbone. Hermione ran her hands over his back to his chest and slid his robe off. Draco kissed along her right shoulder, reaching the strap and kissing under it. Hermione rubbed Draco's back, feeling the muscles under his shirt; as Draco kissed towards her cleavage, then back up towards her throat. Hermione's nails ran down his chest and tore his shirt off, staring at his muscled torso. The straps on her nightie slipped down onto her arms. Draco slowly pulled her nightie down, but stopped. He looked up at her

"Are you sure?" he whispered

"Am I?" Hermione thought, "Do I want to do this, especially with Malfoy? I want to wait until the time is right"

Another voice seemed to invade her mind

"The time is right and he cares. You can question consequences later"

"Fine"

Hermione closed her mind and gave herself over to the urges, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, as his hands were positioned at her waist, sliding her nightie down, further, until the top went past her cleavage and stopped just above her stomach. Hermione wiggled herself closer to Draco, who pulled her body towards his lap. He pitched himself forward, lying down on Hermione, sliding the bottom of her nightie up past her thighs and over her head, tossing it aside. Hermione tugged at his pants. He obliged and took them off, followed by his boxers. And Hermione saw him in all his glory for the first time. Her eyes widened, but she was not afraid, just entranced. Draco was kissing patterns on her neck, as her arms came up and around his shoulders. He fell between her legs, spreading them apart

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Draco asked huskily

"Well, I've come this far, so why not?"

"Do it!"

Slowly, he entered her body, pushing through her barriers, until he broke through finally and Hermione tensed up, gasping

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine"

With one hand behind her head and the other on her waist, Draco began to move inside of her, relishing every moment of their passion together. He was with someone he deeply loved and being with Hermione like this made his heart jump each time he caressed her body. Her nails were digging into his shoulder blades, but he didn't care. He loved the way her skin felt so soft under his touch. He ran his hands through her hair, feeling how soft it now was

Then, the inevitable began to build, rising up inside of Draco. He felt it and tried to hold it back, but the more he fought against, the less his resistance grew. Hermione was already crying out his name to her climax. Draco finally gave up and let go, his seed filling up her body

Now sweating, Draco fell out of Hermione, lying next to her. He wrapped her up in his arms, as she pulled the blanket over them. Draco kissed the back of her neck and together, they slipped away into deep sleep filled with dreams of each other

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Okay, its over now, so don't worry any more, but unfortunately, that's the end of the chapter, but in the meantime, review if you wish and I'll post another chapter up. Peace out until next chapter