Pretty in Pink

Chapter 16

Draco was packing his belongings to head back to Hogwarts for the rest of the term when his mother came into his room and sat in his armchair.

"Hello, Mother. What brings you in here?" Draco stopped packing his books to speak to her.

"Draco, I don't want you dating that Muggleborn girl anymore."

Draco looked at his mother with a look of shock. "Why? What's wrong with me being with her?"

"She's not Pureblood. You need to be with someone in your social status, and she just isn't it. What happened to Astoria? She's a lovely Pureblood witch who you can benefit from being with." Narcissa stood and walked to her son.

Draco scoffed. "I hate to tell you this, Mother, but Astoria isn't interested in wizards anymore. She's interested in witches. And you said you wanted to meet the girl who made me smile again, you did, and you turned your nose up at her. What's so wrong with Hermione? She's brilliant, smartest witch of our age, she bests me in everything and I love it. She makes me want to be better. I love her."

Draco finished packing his trunk, shrunk it down and put it in his carry bag. "I have to go now, Mother."

Narcissa sighed. "I didn't want to have to go to this, but Draco, if you continue your relationship with the Muggleborn, you will be cut off from the family fortune."

Draco stopped in his tracks. He turned slowly. "You can't do that."

"I can, and I will. Until you turn 18, the family fortune is in my control then it goes to you. I can do with it as I see fit until then."

Draco looked at his mother. "Do what you must." He turned and left the Manor.

Hermione was jittery all day. It took Tonks holding her hands down to keep her from biting her nails off.

"It's been a long holiday. I'm ready to see Draco, Tonks."

"I know. He will be getting here within the hour. Go freshen up."

Hermione nodded and went to her room. She went to her closet to pick out a new outfit. She chose her long sleeved deep Violet sweater dress with lavender colored embroidered flowers around the neck. She slipped in on and paired it with a pair of grey leggings and ankle boots. She waved her wand at her hair and it fell in silky waves down her back. By the time she was done, she looked out the window to see the train was arriving. She sat and watched as everyone stepped off, looking for the flash of blonde. When she seen him, she smiled. She walked to the common room to sit and wait for him.

Twenty minutes later, Draco walked through the portrait hole. Before he could drop his bag, he was pounced on by Hermione. He chuckled and hugged her to him. "I missed you." He whispered into her ear.

"I missed you, too." She kissed him for several long minutes before she let him go.

"You look lovely. Purple really does suit you." Draco brushed her hair from her face. "Let me go freshen up and we will go have dinner together."

Hermione nodded and sat in her chair to wait on him. She didn't have to wait long before he came out looking dashing in a black button up shirt and jeans. "Ready?" He asked. She nodded and took his hand and together they walked to the Great Hall.

They found a spot to sit at together and piled food on their plates. Before they could begin eating, Blaise stormed over and interrupted.

"Really Draco? How could you throw away the family fortune over the Mudblood?"

"Shut your mouth, Blaise. Don't call her that and you don't know what you're talking about."

"Bullshit. Your mother wrote to me and told me what was said. I can't believe you. You are really throwing away everything your father worked for over this?" He pointed at Hermione, who now was in shock. "You keep this up with her, and you won't have a mother, home or friends."

Blaise walked off and Draco looked to Hermione, who was looking to be on the verge of crying. He sat down beside her and pulled her close. He kissed her temple and sighed.

"What was that about, Draco? What did Blaise mean?" Hermione asked, pulling away from him.

Draco sighed. "Mother threatened to cut me off from the family fortune if I continued to date you. It's legally her's until I turn 18."

"Which isn't until June. That's still six months away."

Draco smiled. "You know my birthday. And yes, it is."

Hermione looked into his eyes. "What did you tell her?"

"To do what she had to do. I told her I love you and wouldn't be breaking up with you."

Hermione smiled. She pulled him into a kiss, not caring everyone was probably watching. She pulled away from him and pulled him back to the common room. Once they were alone, she began kissing him feverishly again.

Draco was taken aback for a few seconds, but quickly recovered. He wound his hands in her hair and picked her up. He carried her to the couch and laid her down. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped an arm around her waist and cradled her face with the other. All of Hermione's morals were quickly flying out the window like a Snitch. Draco saying he loved her enough to tell his mother sent a shock through her system.

Draco pulled back and looked her in her eyes. "Love, if you don't tell me to quit now, I won't be able to stop myself from what will happen."

"Draco, you just told your mother to shove it for me. I love you. I want this." Hermione said honestly.

Draco smiled and kissed her again. He lifted her and carried her to his room. He waved his hand and locked his door. He laid her on his bed and began kissing her neck. He loved how she responded to his touches. He stopped for a moment, looked in her eyes and asked her a question.

"Hermione, have you ever?"

She blushed. "No. Never went past kissing with anyone. It didn't feel right going further than that with any one else."

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes, I am."

"Okay. It will be painful at first, but I promise I'll be gentle. If you want to stop just tell me and I'll stop."

"Draco, make love to me." Hermione reached up, pulled him down and began kissing him again.

That was all Draco needed. He gently ran his hands down her body. He stopped at her shirt hem and pushed it up her body and lifted her to pull it over her head. She followed his lead and done the same to him. He began peppering kisses down her neck to her collarbone and down to the dip between her breasts. He reached behind her and unsnapped her brain, sliding it off of her. He marveled in her beauty. He took on of her nipples into his mouth and earned a gasp from her. She arched her back as he kneaded the other in his hand. He swapped, giving the other the same attention. He moved down her stomach. He undone her jeans and slowly slid them down her hips. He kissed his way back up her legs and stopped as he was at her covered mound. He watched her as he slowly pulled her panties down, her face one of surprise and pleasure.

Hermione arched her back as Draco kissed her inner thighs. She never had anything that ever felt like this. She moaned loudly as his tongue darted out and slid up her folds. He was easing her into what was about to happen. She fisted one hand in his hair, the other tightly clenching the sheets. He began moving his tongue around her now swollen clit, sliding his fingers around her opening, sliding one in.

Hermione moaned louder as his fingers began to pump faster, his tongue moving in circles, until she felt herself releasing, a loud scream of his name coming off her lips. He let her come down as he moved up her body. She pulled him down for a kiss, tasting herself on his tongue. He kissed her hard. She began undoing his belt and pants. When she released his member her eyes went wide.

"Don't worry, love. I will ease you into this. Nothing to worry about."

Hermione nodded and laid back under Draco. He kissed her lips then looked into her eyes. "You ready?"

As she nodded Draco lined himself up. He kissed her deep as he slid inside of her. She let out a painful cry as Draco slowly moved to help ease the pain. When she moved her hips, Draco knew she was ready. He took things slow and steady with her. He reveled in the sight of his with writhing under him in pleasure.

Hermione's senses were all over the place as Draco was doing all kinds of things to her. Hermione felt her insides feeling like they were about to explode. Even though she was on a pleasure high, she still was able to mumble a contraceptive charm she learned. Draco following suit once he knew what she was doing. Not long after that, they both began to tremble as they both came together. Draco touched his forehead to her and then rolled over bringing her with him.

"I love you, Draco." Hermione said quietly as she drifted off to sleep.

He smiled down at her. He kissed her forehead. "I love you, too." He drifted off to sleep with her in his arms. That night he had no nightmares, only dreams of a beautiful brown haired witch.