A/N: Wow, it's been a while. I apologize to whomever started getting frustrated if they did. I'd like to thank everyone who has been patient, reviewed, added the story to favorites or alert. This chapter is really short, but your patience will be rewarded soon enough because it is YOU the reader who gets to choose the ending. I have part of it written down, but suggestions would be nice. Oh and whatever you get confused by just let me know and I will explain.
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She just sat at her desk and started the paperwork as if he had been a ghost…like those times after he had 'died' and she had imagined him there. He was just staring at her; regretting the day he left for Nice without her…wishing they hadn't fought and gone along with his original plan. Going to Monaco, getting legally married and starting a family…that was all he wanted. After five minutes he lost his patience and said: "You can't ignore me, Hermione, even if you wanted to. I mean your tattoo is almost flying off you…wanting to touch me."
She finally looked up at him and without any hesitation walked towards him and slapped his face. Then she started yelling: "Have you ANY idea what I've been through these last four years?! The pain I have felt the crying I've done, the things I've done?! I felt empty and depressed, especially when I was at your 'grave'. I've needed you for so long… please tell me you had a reason to desert me." Draco pulled her into his lap and spitefully said: "And please tell me that you had a reason to get rid of our child!"
"I did, but I want your story first."
"After everything that happened between us that night, I had planned to go to Monaco with you so we could start over and start our family without having my child being taken away, but it was going to be a surprise so no one would know and then when I tried to double back and tell you my plans, we just had this massive fight about how you would never be respected now that my child was in your womb and whatnot, so I left it at that. I loved you then and I love you still, but I had to leave and I had to make myself seem dead so no one had a clue---I was afraid of being put away forever and I knew that you would eventually come to hate me for it. I was only here on the day you visited my grave. I was in that cemetery watching you the whole time you were there…crying. It broke my heart and I wanted to reveal myself, but I knew it would upset you…and at that point, I thought, the baby too. I am sorry…and I really hate that you married Weasley. At least you haven't had his children…but why did you have to get rid of our possible child?"- He said in a low voice to her.
"Draco…I couldn't keep it, you know that. Not with my dating Ron, and my parents shunning me, and the really bad things that would happen if I did keep it, so I went away for a while and got rid of him…with the help of your mother. I wasn't in the best mental condition after the procedure and your mother somehow loves me, so she nursed me back to health…and since she thought you dead, she told me that you'd want me to be happy, which is why I married Ron."
He looked at her with a small smirk: "Why haven't you been able to bear him children?"
She smiled flirtatiously at him and said: "Part of the Ink contract was that I am barren to any other man that is not you…like a semi permanent contraceptive. That's why I tended to get pregnant whenever we made love." He smiled back at her and grabbed her face, positioning her lips so close to his that they were mere inches from kissing. As she was about to give in, he said: "That 'used to make love' thing has to change, pet. Do you forgive me?"
"Of course. I can't stay mad at you---even if I wanted to. Do you forgive me?" He kissed her cheek and said: "Always."
They started removing their clothes and caressing each other as if nothing had happened. It was as if these touches removed all their scars. At the moment their naked bodies touched they felt whole again. Then Draco uttered something he hadn't said in a long time: "Je't' ame, mon Hermione." She arched back and said: "I get that you spoke a lot of French in Monaco, but where did that come from?" Draco kissed her and said: "I think I would have drowned had I not said it."
She smiled: "I love you too."
Then they were one, mating an impossible amount of times and without restraint or consideration for the silence that needed to be kept. Their kisses, rubs and thrusts became more fervent and needy…the time they had been away from each other and the contract that bonded them together made them mad with an almost insatiable desire.
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OK. There you have it. They have found each other yet again. But what about Ron? What happens with him? Does he catch them or not? I already have the answer to that particular question, but I want you to choose the ending within the following possibilities: 1)Ron catches them in the act. 2)Ron doesn't catch them but knows what's going on and lets it happen. 3)Ron has a secret of his own.
Let me know what you want to happen next because if not, I can't get this finished. I mean I can but I'd really like the imput of the reader. Later days, GinHermi.
