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Chapter 8:
Things had definitely been different between the two students from that night on. They were inseparable during those hot summer days in the wait for their fellow students to return to Hogwarts for the new term. But that was the last thing on either's mind as they continued to get more comfortable in each others presence and definitely took this alone time to their advantage.
Neither Hermione nor Draco saw much of the teachers aside from the dinner each night, during which they all sat at the same table. And the teachers didn't seem concerned about the two in the least. They were after all, nearly adults. However, Hermione occasionally caught Dumbledore smiling in her direction during those times she just couldn't help looking at the gorgeous blonde that she got to sleep next to each night. He was definitely her wall, holding her up.
The night before the return of the Hogwarts population, Hermione and Draco lay naked in bed, cuddling close. Before her and Draco became her and Draco, Hermione would have never thought that she would be the type to sleep every night in the nude. She smiled and let out a small laugh as her headed rested on his chest. He lifted his head and smiled down at her. "And just what are you laughing about?" he asked, quirking a brow.
Hermione sat up a bit, kissed him and smiled as she pulled away, "wouldn't you like to know." and layed back down.
"Actually, yes it does strike me as a bit odd and a bit concerning when your naked girlfriend, lays across your naked body and laughs." he said to her jokingly. Then a smile grew across his lips as he ran a finger lightly over Hermione's cheeks, "and turns a lovely tomato color."
At this Hermione turned even redder and turned away, hiding a smile. Draco turned her head and kissed her deeply, reassuringly, then both returned to their previous positions and Draco posed a question that he had been avoiding since their arrival at Hogwarts. "So…what's going to happen between you, Potter and Weasley? Are you all going to be friends again?"
Hermione was quiet, seeming to think and for a second, Draco thought she might even be asleep but she wasn't and she answered after sitting up and looking deep into his eyes. "Draco, you're the only one I want. I don't want anything to do with those people, they're just like everyone else. You and the teachers are the only ones I can trust now." She said this and her voice began to tremble slightly as she reached the end. Draco reached for her and pulled her into his strong arms, her tears running down his shoulder. But he didn't wipe them away, he just sat there, protecting the woman he loved as she cried.
"Now Hermione, I'm sure not all of them are like that. From what you've told me, it was only the weasel who was an ass to you. But hey, if you wish to separate yourself completely from all of those people, more power to you." He ran his hand over her hair and she curled up in his lap, him leaning against the headboard, her leaning against him. The cover draped over both of them.
"Draco…what do you think they'll say?"
"Who's they and what are you talking about?"
"Everyone Draco…everyone. About you and me…about our relationship." Hermione said seeming to be thinking out loud.
"I don't really know Hermione. They'll be shocked and I'll get some grief for it, as will you, but we'll make it through it alright."
Hermione started to think of what he said and who she would "get grief from" and realized that she really didn't want to talk to any of these people. All she wanted was to get through school with Draco by her side and move on, away from all this. Then the people that Draco had to deal with started to flood into her mind. Several of them were children of Death Eaters, if not one themselves. She suddenly felt so sad for Draco and so guilty. "I'm so sorry, If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have to deal with those people. It's all my fault." and with that she burst into fresh tears but removed herself from Draco and curled up in a ball, under the covers, on the bed.
Draco looked lost for a moment and then it all came to him. He crawled over to shaking form and put his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace. He spoke comforts into her ear as she cried. "Hermione, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. If your guilty of anything, its of saving me from those people. I wouldn't have made it all by myself and I'd probably be dead right now. But I'm not and that's your fault, the only thing though. I love you Hermione, and no matter who says what, I wont stop loving you. When they come tomorrow, just remember, I'm here for you. And at the end of the day, we'll lay right here, together and away from all of that. The odd couple, a Slytherin and Gryffindor in love."
Hermione laughed a bit and Draco smiled kissing her forehead. He pulled her over to the head of the bed and lay there with her in his arms. "So, do you feel better luv?" He asked after a moments silence.
"….A little bit." she said with an exasperated sigh at not being able to make herself feel better.
Draco sat up and in doing so, forced Hermione to sit up as well. Pushing her back down on the bed he looked down at her and smirked his trademark smirk, "I think I know something that might make you cheer up a bit." He disappeared under the covers. Hermione felt his hands spreading her legs and let out a loud moan when he started putting his tongue and fingers to good use.
The next day seemed to come upon them to fast and the day went by even faster. So they decided to use their time left, wisely. Sitting in their common room, Hermione straddled Draco as they made out viciously, passionately. Hermione's long black hair played across his neck as he ran his hands from her bare hips, under her shirt and pulled her tighter into him. He just couldn't seem to get close enough to her without being in her and Hermione seemed to be having the same idea as she got up and pulled him up with her, their lips never breaking the feverish bond. But as they started to move towards the stairs to Draco's room, a throat cleared in the room. They both froze in place and pulled apart quickly to find Dumbledore himself, standing in the dark of the doorway. He had a slight...smirk on his face.
Hermione and Draco both turned a red that couldn't even really be explained and both started to speak at once but stopped abruptly as Dumbledore's hand went up to silence them. "Young love is such a spectacular thing, it is nothing to be ashamed of, but a word of advice if you'll have it. Be careful, fore children do put a damper on a young person's own personal plans." He smiled kindly at them. "What I had come up here to tell you was that, the students should be arriving within the next 2 hours or so, so be sure and be in the Great Hall on time." he looked between the two of them and smiled slightly. "Well, I'll leave you too alone, remember what I said." and with that he simply turned around and left, the portrait shutting behind him.
Hermione and Draco couldn't help it and both started bursting out laughing. "I can't believe that just happened. He didn't punish us or anything, just said not to get you pregnant." Draco said with a large smile and pulled Hermione back to him. "Now where were we I wonder?"
"Oh I think we can find our place Mr. Malfoy, don't you?" she said, running a hand down his stomach, under his pants and into his boxers. Draco bit his lip but couldn't suppress a moan as Hermione played. "Oh….Hermione, your definitely getting better at…this." He let out another moan, tilted his head back and bit his lip. He stopped her hands and kissed her, "I want you Hermione." and with that, both made their way upstairs, flinging clothes off as they went.