Hey guys, there will be a lemon in this chapter so if your adverse to that kinda thing you might want to skip this chapter lol. Oh and there shall only be one more chapter after this and this story will be complete. So please any reviews will keep me going and let me know this story still interests you guys.

Chapter 15

Draco's POV

Draco's insides squirmed around like he had swallowed thousands of snakes. It was really a very unpleasant feeling if he cared to admit the truth of the matter. He had gotten Potter's letter last night, and it kept him up all night.

He now found himself pacing his study trying to figure out where Hermione might be at. "damn it all potter" , he grumbled. 'The wanker could have at least told me where to find her,' he thought. How the hell was he supposed to fix everything if he couldn't get to her? For all the hype that came with the chosen one thing, he would've thought he would have had enough brains to tell him that crucial bit of information. 'Should've been put into Hufflepuff, that git' , he smirked.

Then again it always was Hermione who was the brains of that operation. Hermione. At just the thought of her his nervousness was renewed afresh again. How could he possibly begin to tell her how he felt about her? What if she didn't believe him or even worse hated him?

He was pulled out of his reverie by the sound of pecking on the window. He looked to see Harry's snowy owl with a piece of parchment attached to its leg. He opened the window and let the owl in. She settled on the desk and primly held out her leg for him to remove her burden. He reached out to absentmindly stroke her feathers, when she sniped at him quite suddenly and flew off out the open window.

"Feathery bint," he cursed while lightly sucking on his bleeding finger. He proceeded to open to letter to see Potter's hastily scrawled note.

Hey she lives on King Henry's Road in a slate grey flat with burgundy shutters in London…Muggle London. Good Luck mate, you'll need it haha. –H

Of course leave it to Hermione to make him troop all through muggle London to get to her. Like you wouldn't go through hell and back for her anyways, the little voice in his mind told him. You would juggle pineapples naked if she asked you nicely.

He sighed and silently agreed. He then set out on what would probably be the longest journey of his life.

4 hours. 4 bloody fucking hours it took him running around to find her house, and in the heat no less. Oh well, it was no use dwelling on it now since he was finally here. He reached up to knock when he was suddenly filled with such anxiety he had to lean against the door for a minute. 'Get it together, you're a Malfoy. Malfoy's don't feel anxious. Now quit being as afraid as a house elf and go get the her.' He thought.

Taking a huge breath, he timidly knocked. He waited what felt like 20 minutes, when he heard her twinkling voice yell "come in" from the depths of the house.

He opened the door and stepped inside, following that voice. It was coming from the kitchen.

Her head popped out from the doorway, holding a bowl and mixing some kind of cake mix in it. "Harry, is tha-", she stoped cold when she saw him standing against the wall opposite of her. Her bowl clattered to the floor.

"Nope not Potter, unless I somehow managed to grow a scar in the middle of the night" she smirked.

To his surprise she glared at him and stalked back off towards the kitchen. "Granger wait", he called before following her into the kitchen.

Why in the world is she acting angry? Potter told him that she felt the same about him as he did about her. What kind of game was potter playing at?

"You have some nerve showing up here unannounced."

"Wha- what is wrong? I thought you would be pleased to see me."

"well obviously you're mistaken," she said angrily. "you didn't bother wanting to come see me those 5 years after the war were over. You didn't mind watching me get married to ron. You didn't bother wanting to see me unless you had something to gain out of it!"

He watched her and was growing angrier by the second. The nerve of this witch! Bringing up the past of which she had no knowledge of.

She continued on, "I waited around on you Draco for the longest time! You didn't bother to ever come and see me when I needed you most! You are a lying dispic-"

"ENOUGH!," he roared slamming his fists down on her kitchen table. "Woman do you know what I've fuckin went through to get here to you today? I went though muggle London. MUGGLE London damn it! Had people looking at me like I'd gone off the deep end."

She had the grace to at least turn up one corner of her mouth.

She sighed in resignation. "What are you doing here Draco," she asked finally.

He threw himself into one of her kitchen chairs. "I came here to explain myself to you Granger." He stood up and began walking around the kitchen. "I came here already going to explain everything to you, before you started raving like a lunatic at me." She huffed in indignation.

"Look, you have no idea what those years of war did to me. I wanted to be with you so badly, but you didn't deserve what I had become. I was a shell Hermione. A shell. I was not the man you fell in love with anymore." He paused and looked at her to make sure she wouldn't interrupt him. "If I don't say all this now and get this off of my chest I will break Hermione."

He looked at her pleadingly. 'please give me the chance to explain' he kept thinking. She looked at him and slightly inclined her head, indicating him to continue. He thanked Merlin, God, Circe, hell anyone who was listening at his silent prayer.

"Watching you get married to Weasley was the hardest thing I've ever done. I had to watch you vow to love another man. Promise to be all to him that I had hoped to be to you. I was so angry. Not at you, but at myself. I knew it was my fault. I walked away with knowing that my chances were gone and my hopes turned to dust."

He paused to take a breath before he continued.

"I would have had nothing to gain out of seeing you but heartbreak Hermione. I tried everything to try and find peace in my mind. But you were in every memory, I couldn't burn you away from my memory. I couldn't drink you out of my life. You haunted me in more ways than any ghost ever could."

He leaned against the sink and faced her.

"if I had known you needed me Hermione I would have been there for you. You know I would have."

"Draco what are you trying to get at," she choked out. He could hear the sob coming on.

"Damn it Hermione can't you see?" he ran his fingers through his hair in exasperation. "I'm in love with you, you foolish witch. I have been since our school days. I would have thought you have realized this by now." He remembered something he had told harry before in one of their talks. 'well he told me to be honest and tell her everything'.

"I told Ron what a dumbass he was for treating you the way he did. I told potter that you didn't deserve Weasley. I told potter that-"

He stopped.

"Go on," she urged.

"I told him that my love for you knows no limit to its endurance, no end to its trust, and no fading of its hope. It can outlast anything. My love for you will still stand when all else has fallen. It's the truth Hermione. I love you more than any breath I have in my body."

He crossed the room in three strides and pinned her against the wall. One of his hands on either side of her. He looked her straight in her eyes. Silver met whiskey brown. "I have one question granger. Answer it truthfully please Hermione. If you say yes I will willingly leave your life and not trouble you with my declarations ever again…Now…Can you truly look me in my eyes and tall me that what we had meant nothing," he whispered? She seemed to wait eons. He saw all the emotions sliding across her eyes. Finally she licked her lips and looked fully into his eyes…."No".

That was all it took. Draco closed the distance between them and sealed his lips with hers. Years worth of unspoken love and unreturned lust rolled off the couple in waves. This was honestly the most passionate kiss either of them had shared.

He gently swept his tongue across her lower lip begging for entrance, which she gave willingly. The moment their tongues finally met after years and years of waiting was too much for them. They moaned into each others mouths.

Draco swooped her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Her hands immediately went for his platinum blonde locks and twisted her fingers into them, while Draco zeroed in at the sensitive dip at her clavicle. His left hand held her waist tightly while his other hand slipped up under shirt and was caressing the satin like skin of her stomach. His fingers worked like silk up to her breasts where he lightly pinched and pulled at her nipple bringing it to full hardness.

"Oh God," She throatily moaned. She could feel his hardness pressed up against her. They locked eyes and they were both undone.

"I need you," he panted. "please," he begged.

"My room, now."

They stumbled into the master bedroom and fell onto the bed. The room was full of their pants as they pulled off the clothing that was separating them from where they truly wanted to be. Once they had succeed in that they took a few moments to appraise each other. She took in his chiseled and toned chest leading down to quite possibly the sexiest 'v' she had ever seen. He on the other hand, drank in her beauty. He lightly tanned skin, her smooth stomach, rounded breasts, and her mound which was giving off the most delicious odors telling him that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

He lightly grazed over that bundle of nerves that sent her head back in the throes of rekindled passion. His fingers trailed down and he slowly pushed two fingers into her core. Her heat and wetness enveloped his fingers instantly. He pumped them in and out all the while watching her face.

"Oh God Draco I'm getting close,"

He pulled out and she lightly growled at the loss of contact only to loudly moan out his name as he instantly filled her up again. His dick slowly thrusting in and out. Her hips lifting up to meet every one. He almost came undone the moment he filled her up. The way her cunt suctioned him in was enough to nearly get him off.

"Faster, Draco Please.

He thrusted at a faster pace. "Damn it Hermione you feel so good," he growled. He threw one of her legs up around his neck and rammed into her faster and harder than before.

"Oh- Oh Dear God Draco," she panted.

"Don't come yet babe. Same time."

He lifted her hips up so that he was hitting her g-spot and grazing her clit all in the same motion.

"Dr-Draco I'm almost there."

"Scream for me baby" , he panted.

Stars exploded behind Hermione's eyes. "DRACO!" she screamed.

He was pounding into her much faster now. "Quick Hermione, please, tell me you love me as much as I love you."

"I love you Draco, just as I always have."

That was enough to send him over the edge. With a guttural yell he emptied his seed into her. Hermione felt the warmth shoot up into her womb coating every inch of her.

They laid their in silence for awhile after, just enjoying the after glow, when finally draco broke the silence.

"Did you mean it?"

"mean what," she yawned. He could tell sleep would be claiming her soon.

"Do you still love me? I need to know. Don't worry I can handle it."

She lifted herself up on one arm and faced him. "Yes Draco it was the truth. I love you. I always have. And I always will."

His smile lit up his face and stayed there long after she fell asleep. He laid there watching her breath as sleep started to take him for the night. He rolled over so that she fit right up against him, and laid his arm over her.

"Finally," he whispered into her curls as he inhaled her scent, "I'm home". He then closed his eyes and succumbed to blissful darkness.