A/N I'm a little near the knuckle with this! I hope it's acceptable for T rating haha. Enjoy major Dramione.

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Chapter 10

Draco had slept in the study whilst Hermione read to him. Her voice soothed him, and distracted him from the dark memories that had been creeping and bleeding into his mind. He lay on the sofa, his head resting on her lap. He felt safe, and didn't want that moment to ever end.

Hermione placed the book down what she had been reading him and took a sip of her tea. The fire had been brought back to life, and the room had been cleaned top to bottom. It was once again a warm and comforting haven. Draco sat up right and ran his ringers through his hair. He reached for a glass of water and took a sip.

"How're you feeling?" Hermione turned to face him.

"Much better, thank you" he placed down his glass and sat up right. "I can't thank you enough for this Hermione" he looked at her.

"No need to thank me"

"Oh but there is every need"

The room fell to silence. Hermione's eyes drooped, she was tired, looking after Draco had been exhausting, but she kept her promise, and hadn't left him once since he'd asked. She had stayed a few days at The Malfoy Residence, helping Draco get back on his feet. They read together, and played nonsense games together. She did anything she thought would distract him. She watched as he fell in and out of sleep, too afraid to let himself go. Dark circles drooped around his eyes, he looked exhausted, he looked troubled.

"Why don't you try get some sleep in your bed? You might find it comfier" she softly moved a piece of hair from his face. "You look exhausted"

"I've been thinking, that's all" he flashed her half a smile and stood up, walking towards the fire.

"About what?" She stayed still. He took a deep breath and walked back over to where she sat.

"About how stunningly beautiful you are."

The words shocked her, she blushed a little and smiled.

"Well, Draco, I,I don't know what to say" she fumbled around her words.

"You don't have to say anything. Although it is charmingly incomparable when you do" he laughed gently. "And I am so, so hugely sorry about treating you the way I did" his heart ached.

"Please, don't keep thinking about it" she whispered. Her breath soft on his lips, his body ached with his want for her, and hers for him. A dark red t shirt moulded perfectly around her body, she was so close. She gazed at him, her heart racing with her need for him. This feeling almost knocked her off her feet. She wanted him, and oh god, did he want her. He could feel the tension building up in his muscles, in his clenched teeth.

He couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her hand as she gently stroked his face with her thumb, and stood up. He silently walked out and roughly dragged her to his room. He cupped her face and stared into her eyes for a moment, before placing his lips firmly on hers.

There was fireworks as she kissed him back passionately, as she pulled off his shirt and flung it on the floor, dragging her hands down his defined torso. Her nailed lightly scratched, and this sent him wild. His eyes were tightly shut, like he was in pain, but it was the memories. They were shouting at him, and Hermione made them go away. Every kiss held an antidote, he wanted more of it. He wanted more of her. He ripped off her t shirt and slammed her onto the bed, their hearts thumping in unison. He climbed on top of her and kissed her neck. He made his way up and laid delicate kisses along her jawline. He stopped and waited for a moment before he cupped her face, and whispered words that made everything seem bearable.

"I love you, Hermione granger."

Hermione gasped whilst she hung from Draco's neck. His words lingered in the hot, dense air. Her heart was beating out of her chest.

"I love you too, Draco Malfoy"

The words echoed in his head, they burnt the memories that were still trying to desperately claw at him. His heart poured with love,and affection. He loved this girl, and he had all along. She made everything better, and all he wanted was her, all to himself, and right now, he did.

He continued to kiss her as they rocked back and forth, the earth moving beneath them, the stars looking down upon them. He bit his lip and buried his head into her neck, his arms were wrapped around her tightly, with every movement, he was pulling himself further into her. She flung her head back in a wave of passion and love. She clawed at his back, fighting off the darkness that presence threatened. They were one. And it had never felt so right.

Draco hovered, shifting his weight off her slightly, and rested his head in the curve of her shoulder. Hermione, breathing heavily, stroked his back gently, he still hurt, and all he wanted was love, and she would give him buckets full of just that. He sat up and gazed into her eyes, their noses touching, breaths heavy. She smiled and kissed him softly on his lips. He kissed her back and rolled off her.

"Come here" he lifted his arm up as she moved over and laid on his chest. He rested his arm down and onto her waist. He hissed her on her head, before looking up into the dark ceiling. Soon after, they both fell into a dreamless sleep.