Weeks went by, both of them meeting multiple times a day; kissing in secrecy on what had become their tower, or else in one of the many empty rooms throughout the tower. Hermione had relaxed in his presence, and he brought her to orgasm daily with his fingers and mouth, something she did to him as well. They'd cut back on drinking and smoking, on healing themselves and instead took pleasure from each other, healing together in each other's arms, secluded from the rest of the school.
It was Christmas day and Draco had received a note from Hermione inviting him to an abandoned room on the east side of the castle. He'd smiled and set of to meet his secret girlfriend. That's what they were, they'd added a label to their encounters over a week ago. He approached the room quietly and slipped inside, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of her.
"Draco, I'm ready," she told him, her chocolate eyes wide. She was naked on black silken sheets, a red bow wrapped around her stomach, as her curls spread out on silken pillows. It was an old teacher's quarters he realised and on every available surface were lit candles, emitting the scent of vanilla into the air.
"Are you sure," he asked approaching her, she was beautiful, her nipples hard from the chill of the room, her legs spread, exposing her trimmed pussy to his wondering eyes. Hermione nodded.
"I want you to be my first, Happy Christmas Draco," she told him, her eyes locked on his.
"I think I'm in love with you Hermione," he told her as he unbuttoned the blue shirt he was wearing, taking it off before doing the same with his trousers and boxers. Soon he was as naked as she was, standing at the edge of the bed and looking down at the masterpiece that was his girlfriend.
"I think I love you too," she told him, reaching out for his hand and tugging him towards her, he crawled up her body, leaning down to kiss her, slowly at first, one hand stroking over one of her exposed nipples as he lightly nibbled her lip, gaining entrance for his tongue that danced with hers. Hermione moaned into the kiss, and he deepened it, as he pinched the nipple he'd been stroking.
"More," she breathed as they separated for air, Draco moved his mouth to her neck; kissing, licking and sucking as he slowly made his way down her body. He lapped, kissed and sucked every area he came too, paying extra attention to her most sensitive areas which he bit and sucked at leaving his marks across her neck, breasts and stomach as he approached her molten core.
"Your so wet," he told her as he thrust two fingers into her, his tongue licking away her juices.
"Draco please," she begged.
"I need to prepare you, get you ready to take me," he told her adding a third of his large fingers to her.
"Ooh," she moaned uncomfortable at the stretching of her channel.
"Good girl, take my fingers Hermione, you can take them," he told her, licking her cunt needily as he continued to thrust his fingers within her. She was so tight around them, but Draco added a fourth, thrusting and scissoring them to widen her, to prepare her to take his cock. With a scream she came clenching around him as she squirted onto his face.
"Beautiful, my good Gryffindor. Such a good girl," he told her between licks.
"Please," she begged him, grinding herself against his face.
"Come for me again baby then I will take you," he promised, blowing on her clit as he thrust into her with his fingers once more. It didn't take long for her to come again, screaming as she was overcome with the power of her orgasm.
"Good girl," he told her, as he crawled up her body, Hermione was flushed, drenched in sweat, her pupils wide with desire as he settled atop of her, kissing her, allowing her to taste herself.
"My good Gryffindor," he praised as he wrapped his hand around his large cock, wiping her juices onto his shaft.
"Please Draco, I need," she begged him.
"I know what you need baby, spread your legs for me," he directed her, Hermione did as instructed and Draco positioned the swollen head of his cock at the entrance of her virgin hole.
"This might hurt," he warned, Hermione nodded, and he leant down and kissed her as he pushed himself into her tight channel. Draco wasn't small by any means; at nine inches long with a girth of seven inches he knew he had a large penis. He entered her slowly, pushing in one inch at a time; Hermione's eyes were wide, her mouth open in a whimpering moan as she slowly took him, her nails digging into his shoulders. Draco paused his penis halfway into her and kissed away tears that were running down her face.
"I'm sorry I know it hurts," he breathed.
"It's okay, I want it, I want all of you, please," she told him, reaching down to stroke the four and a half inches that were yet to go into her.
"You're such a good girl," he told her, as he slowly pushed the rest of himself into her, bottoming out inside her, the head of his cock brushing against her womb.
"So full," she breathed, pressing her hand on her lower abdomen, where his cock was within her.
"You look so beautiful, full of my cock. I'm going to start moving now," he told her kissing her as he pulled out of her and pushed back into her. He started out slowly but soon he was rocking his hips at speed pulling out so just the head of his cock remained in her before slamming into her in one hard smooth movement her back arching each time, her nails clawing at his skin as he fucked her. Hermione was moaning, panting, letting out sounds of pleasure as she moved against him.
"Such a good girl," he grunted as he pounded within her. Never had he had sex like this, it was like she was made to take him.
"AH, I'm, Ah," unable to form a sentence Draco knew what she needed, he pressed his thumb firmly against her swollen clit.
"Come for me kitten," he breathed, sucking against the pulse point on her neck once before biting the same area hard enough to draw blood, his tongue soothing the wound as he slammed into her a final time. Hermione screamed her eye's rolling backwards as she lost consciousness at the force of her orgasm. Draco grunted, the sweet smell of her release astounding his senses. He moaned, his chest rumbling as her already tight walls clenched like a vice around his cock, milking him dry straight into her fertile womb. Rolling into his back his cock still within her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to rest against his chest as he closed his eyes, allowing unconsciousness to claim him as well. Neither of them saw the golden glow that surrounded them or felt the magic that washed over them as a golden vine tattoo formed around each of their left wrists. They also didn't notice the silver glow that washed over Draco as black wings appeared from his back each coming forward to wrap around the petite woman in his arms, protecting her and his seed within her.