The next day at 9:50 am a very put together Pansy Parkinson walked into the great hall with a spring in her step. She went to the Gryffindor table but did not sit. Ginny asked
"You are not having breakfast?"
She opened her mouth to answer but Draco took a look at her and said
"Oh Merlin, you got 'Pottered'. Is all over your face. You are meeting him for brunch, aren't you?"
Ginny and Hermione grinned and high fived again. Pansy tried to hide her mortification.
"Well, yes, Harry is picking me up in a few minutes. And if you people behave in a civilized way maybe we can all hang out his afternoon by the lake."
She lifted her nose and tried to walk out in a dignified way but her friends gave her catcalls, howls and Ginny yelled some inappropriate comments that cause the Headmistress to call on her from the staff table.
Pansy was laughing to herself when she approached the main door of the castle. There, standing on the top step and giving her a malicious side grin was Harry Potter. When she approached he reached to place his hands on her waist and brushed a kiss on her mouth. She was stunned for a second, her hands pressed against his chest.
"What is so funny, Miss Parkinson?"
She lifted an eyebrow.
"Your Gryffindork friends, Auror Potter. When I went to tell them I wouldn't be having breakfast with them they sent me off with a chorus of catcalls and howls. So uncivilized. Even Draco behaves like a caveman now" she finished with a smirk.
Harry pulled her closer and in a predatory move dipped his head to her neck and brushed his lips up from there to her ear, making her quiver. He whispered
"What can I say. My house is known for boldness" and then he pressed a soft kiss on her earlobe. Then he took a half step back, took her hand, kissed it and then held it to walk her to the carriage that was waiting for them. She had never felt so vulnerable or aroused.
After breakfast, Draco asked Hermione back to their quarters, telling the others they'll catch up in the afternoon. When they started walking out of the hall Ginny said too loud
"You two are too horny for your own good!"
"Miss Weasley! Ten points from Gryffindor!" yelled the Headmistress from the staff table, though the other teachers were snorting and trying very hard not to laugh out loud. Ginny mouthed "Sorry" and buried her face in her boyfriend's chest to laugh. Neville laughed with her, shaking his head.
When the heads arrived at their private quarters Draco sat Hermione on the couch, took her legs and put them over his lap, then started caressing her calves and knees, occasionally letting his hand slip a bit higher. She was wearing a wool pleated skirt with thigh high socks, so he was very aroused by the idea of pulling off her panties and go down on her, but he needed to tell her something, so he tried to keep a balance between keeping his head straight and getting her relaxed. He took a deep breath and said
"I need to ask you a favor. And it is a bit urgent."
"Oh?" she asked, rubbing his knee with her foot and insinuating that the foot could explore up.
He took a deep breath
I need you to agree to have tea with me… and my mother.
Hermione sat like a rubber band, pulling her feet off him.
"What? When? How? Isn't she still under house arrest?" she felt bad after she mentioned it, but he had caught her by surprise.
He lifted his hands in a gesture of surrender
"I am surprised too. Yes, she is still under house arrest, but it seems like one of the things that she did in the last few months when she found herself alone at the Manor was to get in touch with my aunt Andromeda to make amends. It went very well. And, Andromeda, as you probably know is very close to Harry, him being my cousin's godfather."
She nodded and gestured for him to continue
"Well, obviously Potter is also very close to Minister Shacklebolt, so Andromeda used that connection to approach the Minister and ask for a bit of leniency for my mother. What Harry doesn't know, and you will keep this secret, is that the Minister has always had a soft spot for my aunt."
Hermione opened her eyes very wide. Draco continued
"So, Shacklebolt has authorized Andromeda to act as a goodwill witness to accompany my mother on an occasional outing so she can visit with me. She will have a trace on her, and Andromeda must be present, but she was just authorized and she is very anxious to see me. But, of course, being a Pureblood and a Slytherin, she wants to make sure I am being serious in my courting because Merlin forbids what if I don't start making babies soon, " he said rolling his eyes.
"Do you mean you told your mother about me?" she asked incredulously.
He nodded
"Oh yes, from day one. She was all alone at home, and she was terrified of me having a horrible time at school, so my letters made her very happy. I started from the first day on the train, telling her that you were the head girl and how nice you were to me. Then I kept telling her about all the nice things that were happening to me, and well, you were always involved so she put two and two together. She first asked Andromeda, who knew what Harry had told her. Obviously, my aunt loves you and told my mother that she couldn't ask for a better daughter in law."
Hermione was stunned, barely managing to blink. Could Narcissa Malfoy really consider that anything positive could come from her son dating a muggleborn? When she stayed silent Draco said
"Hermione, I promise you, she has changed. She did since the trials. She is infinitely grateful to Harry and to you for saving us both from Azkaban. And she asked me to assure you that she would not judge anything about you, save for your own graces and the way you treat me."
Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"All right. I trust you, and Andromeda too. When would we see her?"
Draco scratched the back of his head
"Tomorrow afternoon."
Hermione wanted to scream, but then she realized that the poor woman was very limited in her options and was probably dying to see her son. So she nodded. Draco reached to hug her tight, tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Thank you, thank you, my beautiful witch, this is why I love you so much."
He proceeded to pepper kisses all over her face and she relaxed her posture. She ran her fingers through his hair, letting him calm down too. He placed her legs over his lap again and then slid his hands underneath her skirt and pulled down her panties very slowly. She smirked.
"You know how to make me do your bid, don't you, Slytherin Prince?"
He chuckled a low, sexy sound.
"Well, there is nothing like seducing the Gryffindor Princess," he said moving her foot over his head, so now he was kneeling between her legs. "after all, she keeps the keys to heaven between her thighs." He started trailing kisses from her ankle to her calf, her knee until he reached the naked skin above her thigh socks.
She laid down completely and let him approach her center slowly, leaving wet kisses on her inner thighs, until he latched himself to her wet slid, making her moan loudly with pleasure. He took his time savoring her, slow and deliberate, letting her rock her hips and push when she wanted more friction. He kept working his mouth on her while he reached down his trousers with one hand to release his aching cock. He stroked himself following the rhythm of her hips, listening to her moans, and when he felt her come he let her ride her release on his face. When she had her fill she pulled him up to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips and making him ravenous. She grabbed his hardness and position him on her entrance, then encouraged him to pound her hard to get his own release.
When he came back from his high he looked at her, their faces flushed and their lips swollen.
"You are going to be the death of me."
