"I have to baby-sit again?!"
Blaise had been sitting quietly on the couch when Draco walked in and announced that he would have to baby-sit Lucas while he took Hermione out. "Hey your not allowed to be upset you're the one who insisted I take her out on a date."
"Yeah but I don't like kids." Blaise mumbled turning back to the television.
Draco only grinned as he turned around back into the entry way clipping on his watch. Since this was his first date in six years he had probably over done the events but it was worth it, Hermione deserved a good night. He had even bought her an outfit the he hoped she would like. He even bought himself something nice, black dress pants with a black dress shirt that held faint silver vertical lines that shined in the right light.
He slipped into his leather jacket just as the sound of shoes clicking against the dark hardwood floors of the upper level. Looking up his eyes slowly traveling up the varnished steps to the landing where they met tanned feet covered in black heels the leather straps wrapped around delicate ankles. The soft fabric of the carefully chosen dress began to show on her left calf moving diagonally up to her right knee the fabric holding her slim thighs, and hips. His mouth began to dry out his tongue feeling like that of a cats, his eyes refused to pull away as they sought her hands folded comfortably in front of her. He gulped quickly as his eyes darted past her chest and finally came to her face.
Their eyes met and Draco felt his heart skip a beat, it was almost like fourth year again yet without his fathers threatening voice in the back of his mind. Hermione looked great the black dress hugged her body perfect her shoulders were covered by a matching shawl. Her hair was done in loose ringlets that fell softly onto her shoulders and back, there wasn't much make-up of what he could see in the bronze lighting but she probably didn't even need any.
She descended the stairs slowly her hand lightly touching the banister, Draco took a few steps forward to meet her at the bottom and offered his arm when she reached him. "You look wonderful."
"I have you to thank, you did pick out the dress," she said.
"Yes but you make it work. It didn't look that great on the manikin," he said softly his voice deep and husky.
At this time Blaise had appeared in the doorway leaning his tall figure against the frame. He folded his powerful arms over his chest and eyed the two closely. "Never would of thought you two would ever go out together and be nice. Always pictured you two going out to kill one another though would of paid to see that."
"Shut up Blaise you're just sore cause I asked her first," said Draco with a a smile.
"Of course Draco I've secretly loved Hermione senseless since the day she walked into Hogwarts, she's the women of my dreams," said Blaise sarcastically.
"Well you two stop bickering and grow up," stepped in Hermione glaring at the two men. "Now, Lucas is in bed reading I told him to finish his chapter then go to sleep, check on him in about twenty minutes and if he has trouble sleeping warm milk usually does it but he should be okay."
Blaise nodded. "No need to worry I have everything under control."
"Thank you Blaise," said Hermione turning to the door with Draco behind her.
"We should be back before eleven," said Draco opening the door and following Hermione outside.
The weather had warmed up a bit, the air tonight was almost of that on a foggy day, it looked cold but once you step outside you find it pleasant enough to wear a sweater. Outside waiting in the driveway was the silver car from the day had their terrible shopping experience. He took Hermione's arms gently and led her toward the car he opened the passenger door and she slid in thanking him kindly. He smiled and went to the other side opening the door and climbing in starting up the car immediately and pulled out of the driveway taking the road toward London.
"London? Is this a good idea?"
"No problems this time I promise, I'm ready for anything to happen," said Draco looking over at her.
"Is the car such a good idea?"
"You worry to much, but yes its okay I used an illusion charm on the car to muggles and magic folk it's a black sports car from Italy."
Hermione just shook her head it was hard to believe that he actually knew all this stuff when at school he seemed to play the part of the spoiled child who got what ever he wanted without actually learning something. But he was proving her wrong, he had learned something during those long ago school days.
The drive was silent for most of the way until they drove into an unknown part of London that Hermione was unable to recognize. The buildings all had fancy & expensive written on them just by their velvet curtains and fancy window displays. He pulled up to a two story stone building, with large ceiling to floor windows that were framed by black velvet curtains, a red carpet came from the doors to the end of the stairs to greet the guest, valets stood near the steps ready to park the awaiting cars.
Draco came up to the steps and quickly two valets helped them out of the car, the one helping Hermione was even kind enough to kiss the tips of her fingers gentle and walk her over to Draco's side. He tipped them both generously and handed off the keys offering his arm to Hermione as the climbed the carpet steps.
A door man wearing a black coat down to his knees with brass buttons, and golden thread opened the door with a welcoming smiling. They stepped into the foyer where Hermione couldn't believe her eyes, it was beautiful. The ceiling held crystal chandlers that sparkled with clear light the brighten the whole room, directly in front of them was a large staircase covered with the same red carpet. To either side of them were perfectly organized dinning tables all covered in cream cloths, the finest china sets, silverware, wine glasses, and small vase of cream colored lilies.
"Wow, Draco this is breath taking," said Hermione eyeing the well dressed waiters with their black vests, pants, and white shirts.
Draco smiled not wanting to speak incase he might spoiler the real dinning area, just as he was about to call a waiter over for some help a man stepped forward in his fine designer suit his hair slicked back, something almost like Draco's use to be which almost caused a snicker from Hermione. He smiled warmly at Draco and shook his head when the young blond extended his hand.
"Ah Young Draco nice to see you again," he glanced at Hermione then looked back at Draco raising a prepped eyebrow. "Is this she?"
"Yes, Hermione this is Mr. LaBossiere, the Manager."
Mr. LaBossiere bowed slightly taking her hand n kissing it softly just as the young valet had done. "It is my pleasure to finally meet you."
"You too," said Hermione shyly, she hadn't a clue why this man would take pleasure in meeting her.
"Young Draco your table has been waiting for you if you will just follow me."
He led they way pass the many well done tables, toward the stairs and Hermione's hand tightened on Draco's arm. They climbed the stairs, curved at the landing and continued up, as they reached the other floor Hermione was once again taken away.
The first thing she was the ceiling, it was a dome like that of a cathedral with a wonderfully done painting of the night sky. The dimmed chandler in the center of the ceiling cast the illusion that the stars were actually twinkling. It was a large room probably able to hold the same amount as downstairs, but tonight there was only one table in the center under the chandler. It had the same set up but the only difference was the vase was slim and held a single white rose. Two waiters stood off to the side as well as a violinist in a black tuxedo.
Draco sat Hermione down first before seating himself and when they were tucked in Mr. Labossiere snapped his fingers and the waiters stepped forward placing menus in front of the couple and the violinist began to play. They chose their meals, passed in the menus and soon were alone with the music and their glasses of complementary wine.
"So Young Draco time to talk," said Hermione leaning forward.
Draco smiled and leaned forward as well looking into her eyes. "Time to talk about what?"
"About all this, like why would you go through all this trouble just for a normal date," said Hermione raising an eyebrow.
"It's not a normal date," said Draco sipping his wine watching Hermione's face. "For one we both are in the same boat, two we are sworn enemies forced to live with each other, and three you don't like me. This is not a normal date."
Hermione shook her head. "I never said, recently, that I didn't like you Draco, we're not enemies anymore, and living with you isn't that bad."
"You're just being nice," he said.
Hermione leaned forward placing her elbows on the soft table cloth looking over into Draco's pleasant eyes. "I can prove that I like you now."
He raised an eyebrow and leaned forward his own elbows on the soft table cloth. "And how Miss. Granger are you going to do that?"
And then she leaned completely over closing the gap between the two. It took Draco a minute to calculate what had happened but once his lips felt the soft moist lips of Hermione's he relaxed into her returning the kiss. Hermione was the first to pull away receiving a moan of disapproval from Draco.
"I hope that was proof enough?"
"Not really," he said licking his lips slowly tasting a mixture of lip gloss and wine.
Just when she was about to reply the sound of steps filled the air turning their heads toward the stairs they were greeted with the site of a train of three men Mr. Labossiere in the lead. A waiter each held a silver tray holding steaming food for them, when the waiters reached the table they placed the food in front of the two. Each waiter bowed before backing away stepping into the shadows.
"Dinner is served," said Labossiere clapping his hands together. "Please enjoy and if there is anything that doesn't fit your satisfactory don't be afraid to tell me and I will have it fixed immediately."
"Thank you," said Draco pulling closer to the table as Labossiere stepped away and climbing the stairs back to the main floor.
Hermione and Draco enjoyed their dinner while sharing remembered moments of their school years. The conversation took off with year one all the way to year six, which was where Draco had disappeared. They spoke clear on until there was nothing left on their plates, and the wine had lost its chill settling at room temperature. The waiters cleared the table and Labossiere returned a large smile on his face.
"I do hope you enjoyed," he said helping Hermione to her feet.
"Yes, thank you," said Draco as he stepped beside Hermione who hooked her arm around his.
"Wonderful, enjoy the rest of the night and may all the stars be in line for you both," said Labossiere leading the way down the stairs.
The car was waiting outside, the two young men from earlier stood with the doors open. When the doors were shut Draco started up the car pulling away from the restaurant, with one hand on the wheel he took Hermione's hand in his other hand holding it gently.
"I did have something else planned for the night but there's something else I want to do," he whispered huskily raising her hand to his lips kissing her skin softly.
She looked over at him watching his eyes locked on the road and she knew at that moment that she wanted him. Stretching over in her seat she leaned into his neck blowing lightly on the pale skin, brushing the flesh with her lips she felt him shiver. Moving to his earlobe she whispered tenderly. "Then take me home, to your room."
Unable to contain himself he stepped on the gas, he felt Hermione giggle by his ear as she started to kiss his neck faintly sending his heart beat drumming in his chest. He prayed no authorities would be watching the roads tonight because he was a man on a mission. By the time they hit the road out to the country Hermione's hand had traveled to the inside of his shirt, her fingertips roaming over his hard chest. He was forced to take the torture, unable to touch her or kiss her even. His whole being had to concentrate on the road which was proving to be impossible with Hermione exploring his body.
Finally they pulled up in front of the house and Draco wasted no time in turning the car off. Leaving the keys in the slot he and Hermione left the car, Draco pulling her by the hand up the few steps and into the house. Hermione threw herself on Draco kissing him firmly pushing him back into the closed door.
Moaning against her mouth he grabbed her from behind her thighs hoisting her up around his waist. The action made her laugh as she wrapped her arms around his neck, he wore a devilish smile on his lips as he carried Hermione toward the stairs. Getting to his door he found Hermione becoming impatient, she leaned down to his lips forcing his mouth open against hers their tongues raveling together. He was unable to open the door afraid of dropping her but that was the last thing on his mind as his hands moved to her zipper pulling it down.
Hermione moved a hand down to the knob and Draco stumbled back into his room chuckling as he pulled away from her mouth. He kicked his door shut then walked to his large four poster, he laid Hermione down kissing her neck. Leaning her head back she kicked off her shoes moving her hands up his shirt undoing the buttons of his shirt.
The soft fabric slipped off of his broad shoulders falling to the side of the bed, his pale skin glowed in the faint light from the closed curtains covering the window. Leaning forward Hermione pressed her lips to the smooth skin of his shoulder her hands roaming over his tender back. His own hands moved up her sides to the thin strands of her dress where he hooked his fingers under them pushing the dress down and off her torso.
Pulling away from Hermione's mouth he sat up on his knees taking his time kicking off his shoes and removing his belt so he could push his pants off letting them fall over the shoes. Hermione was following suit slipping out of her dress and pushing it to the side with his shirt, she leaned back on the black pillows looking up at Draco who remained on his knees watching her closely.
The faint light fell on Hermione's partly naked body, and from where he knelt she looked like a roman statue. With precise detail in every curve, flawless skin that was smooth with prefect skin tone. Her hair fanned out around her head, her brown as filled with lust as she looked up at him her fingers wrapped in the blanket. It was a perfect moment as he moved forward leaning down between her slender legs.
He kissed her forehead, down the bridge of her nose to the tip, then to her lips kissing them tenderly, lovingly. She pressed against him and the sure roundness of her chest came free of her bra. The touch of her skin against his made him moan as he took his time feeling her curves his thumbs hooking her underwear and pulling them off her slender legs. Moving his hands back up her legs he pressed his mouth to her neck, sucking and nibbling the soft skin.
Hermione moaned leaning her head back into the pillows her hands trembling down his strong back. Her fingers fumbled with his elastic band as she pushed his briefs down where Draco wiggled out of them. He inched closer to Hermione placing his forehead against hers looking into her eyes as he held her hands in his. She only smiled at him giving him a light kiss on the corner of his mouth and he took that as a ready.
He entered her slowly, and though it was sheer agony for him, he wanted to be gentle with Hermione. Keeping eye contact with her watching for any sign of distress he continued his slow pace moving very shallowly within her. His breathing came deeply as he moved to suck on her neck the near quiet purr of her moan vibrating on his lips. Leaving her hands to hold onto the blankets he ran his hands down to her thighs moving them wider for his thrusting hips. Draco could feel goose bumps form on her skin, the raised flesh igniting his desire, biting into her skin he pushed in deeper.
Hermione's legs hooked in behind his knees as he pushed in faster, deeper rocking her against the bed. She kept her eyes on Draco watching his face twist with concentration his hands on her hips keeping her with him in movement. Her hands left the blankets to wrap up under his arms feeling his back becoming moist with sweat.
Beads of sweat began to form on his brow dripping into his eyes and trickled down his neck. He was delving into her more deeply, more quickly and with such passionate urgency that he thought he would faint at any moment. He began grunting into her shoulder his damp hair tickling her cheek. Her moans were soft against his ear with sweet whispers of solace.
Continuing to thrust into her he took a nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the sensitive nib. Sucking on it tenderly as he listened to Hermione whimper against the sensation that grew within her chest igniting the pleasure deep within her as Draco continued to pound into her. It was the final flick of the tongue that caused her to arch up against his sweaty chest her hips bucking against his as her body was taken over by spasms. Gripping onto his shoulders she pressed her mouth on his neck crying out in ecstasy.
It wasn't long before Draco could no longer control himself; his fingers dug into her hips, pulling her closer to him and allowing deeper penetration. He slammed into her for several minutes with a desperate, pained look in his eyes. Finally, he let himself go the sweet release came in a wave of overtaking pleasure that left him muffling his yell in the pillow at Hermione's side. His body tired, shaking uncontrollably as the sweat dripped down the line in his back, his arms weak he let himself fall onto Hermione.
Hermione held him close to her whispering sweet nothings in his ear as he tried to control his trembles. Turning his head to look at her he found her smiling at him her brown eyes sparkling with shear happiness. It was possible she was even glowing in the dim light, he leaned over planting a tender kiss on her lips. He moved off her pulling the thin sheet over their hot bodies he pulled Hermione to his chest wrapping his arm around her waist.. He kissed her neck softly as her breathing became even and she began to drift into sleep.
"I love you Hermione Granger," he whispered in her ear.
She sighed softly inching closer to him. "I love you too Draco Malfoy."