Sunday.
Hermione looked around at the girls settling into the suite and smiled at their enthusiasm. The previous week when she had visited the hotel with Narcissa and her future mother-in-law had informed her of the plan to set the two suites up like dorm rooms, Hermione had been sceptical and expected a lot of complaining from her friends. Luckily when they arrived the girls were thrilled with the set up, and they were even more pleased to hear the boys were in the same situation. While the girls were enjoying the idea of all sharing a room they were laughing about how much their partners would be moaning about the situation.
As the girls gossiped about the late night bonding sessions they could share Hermione grabbed Ginny and led her into the living area, telling the others they had maid of honour duties to discuss.
"What duties are we discussing?" Ginny asked as the two friends settled onto the sofa. "I thought Narcissa went over everything the other day."
"This has nothing to do with your maid of honour duties." Hermione told Ginny. "I need you to help me as my best friend."
"What do you need help with?"
"I need you to help me sneak around and see Draco." Hermione revealed. "No-one can know though, it has to be a secret."
"I thought you were okay with this no sex ban." Ginny commented. Ever since the tradition had been mentioned Hermione had seemed totally fine with the idea.
"Would you be okay if someone told you, you couldn't have sex with Blaise for five days?" Hermione asked.
"Hell no." Ginny snorted, appalled at the idea of anyone dictating when she could be intimate with her fiancé.
"So you understand where I'm coming from." Hermione said. "You know what it's like when someone tells you, you can't do something. It suddenly becomes all you can think about and all you want to do is the thing you're not allowed to."
"Yeah, I understand." Ginny nodded. "But I thought you had more self-control than that."
"I did." Hermione sighed. "Then I got involved with Draco. Seriously, there was a time when not having sex for a week wouldn't be a problem."
"It's harder to go without when you're having good sex though." Ginny said, sympathising with her friend. "When the sex is only okay it doesn't matter but when you have a good lover it becomes harder to live without."
"Exactly." Hermione nodded. "Then there's the fact I want a wedding night to remember."
"I would have thought Draco could have delivered one of those regardless." Ginny chuckled.
"I'm sure he can, but the night will be a lot better if we haven't got a weeks' worth of unresolved tension to deal with." Hermione explained. "I know it sounds stupid but I want our first time as a married couple to be romantic and meaningful. If we follow Narcissa's rule we'll end up sneaking off for a quickie sometime during the reception and I don't want that."
"I get it." Ginny smiled. "If you give Draco a bit of action during the week he'll then be able to wait until the night and you get the wedding night you want."
"Yes. So will you help?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, I'm at your service." Ginny grinned. "How is this going to work?"
"Well first of all I need to tell Draco about the idea."
"He doesn't know?" Ginny interrupted. "I figured the pair of you had this planned."
"No, I have this planned." Hermione said. "As much as he complained about the idea, Draco would just go along with it. On the other hand I have the entire week planned out and know when and where we can meet each day. All I need is a willing accomplice who can help me get away from the rest of the girls."
"That shouldn't be too hard. Even though Narcissa told us to keep an eye on you, everyone thinks this ban isn't bothering you so the girls won't be watching you ever minute of the day. Draco, however, might find sneaking off more of a problem. He's done nothing but complain about the ban for weeks, the guys will be watching him like hawks."
"That's his problem." Hermione waved her hand dismissively. "If he can't figure out ways to slip away then he's the one missing out. But I have faith his sneaky Slytherin side will find him a way to get to me."
"I think that sneaky Slytherin side has rubbed off on you." Ginny laughed. "Your plan is decidedly Slytherin like."
"Why, thank you Ginny." Hermione grinned at her friend. "You never know, you might even get a few fringe benefits from helping me."
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked in puzzlement.
"Draco won't be able to sneak off without help from someone and the logical choice of confidant is Blaise." Hermione told her friend. "Maybe while Draco and I are busy you and Blaise can have a bit of fun."
"Oh, I like that." Ginny exclaimed, her eyes lighting up at the thought of a bit of sneaking around. "When do we start?"
Hermione laughed at Ginny's enthusiasm, one of the reasons she had chosen the redhead to help her was that she knew her friend was always game for a bit of fun. "If Draco's up for it, then we begin tomorrow."
"He'll be up for it." Ginny chuckled. "From what you say, he's always up for it."
"He is." Hermione laughed. "Anyway, we best get back before the others come and see what we're talking about. I'll fill you in on more details later."
"When are you going to speak to Draco?" Ginny asked as the two women stood up and made their way back towards the bedroom.
"Tonight, I figure we should get at least some time to talk privately." Hermione replied.
Dinner was a lively affair with the boys spending most of their time complaining about the sleeping arrangements. The girls of course tormented them further by gushing about the arrangement and telling the boys how much they were looking forward to the upcoming week.
After dinner Hermione was pleased when everyone headed into one of the bars. Because the whole group were present it took Hermione a while to get Draco alone but after an hour or so the couple settled into a corner of the bar, although Narcissa did keep a very close eye on them.
"This week is going to be torture." Draco moaned, as he caught his mother watching them from across the room. "Look, she doesn't even trust us in a crowded bar. I mean, what can we do sitting here?"
"Who knows with you?" Hermione laughed. It wasn't the first time Draco had been overly affectionate in public so Hermione knew that being in a room with their friends wouldn't be a major deterrent if he wanted to try something sneaky under the table.
"I wouldn't dare try anything." Draco sighed in disappointment. "Mother would know and immediately interrupt."
"What if we tried something when she wasn't around?" Hermione suggested, lowering her voice in case anyone heard them talking. Harry and Pansy were sitting the nearest to them and they seemed content talking to each other but Hermione didn't want to take any risks.
"Are you suggesting we break the ban?" Draco raised an eyebrow as he looked at Hermione in surprise.
"Yes." Hermione grinned. "That's exactly what I'm suggesting."
"How?" Draco asked, shaking his head dejectedly. He just couldn't see a way around the ban, already the boys had made it clear he wasn't to be left alone for a single minute.
"Last week when I was here with your mother I got a good look at her itinerary." Hermione explained. "I know the safest times to sneak about without her realising what's going on. I've already made a list of times and places we can meet."
While Draco gazed at his fiancée in admiration Hermione moved closer to him and slipped a piece of parchment into his pocket. When he went to remove it she stopped him and shook her head.
"Look at that later." She told him. "It's a list of times and places we can meet up."
"What if we can't get away?" Draco queried.
"I know I'll be able to get away, if you can't then that's your loss." Hermione shrugged. "I'll always be there, waiting for you."
"Wow, you've got this all planned out haven't you?" Draco chuckled softly at Hermione's cunning.
"Yes." Hermione nodded. "It's all sorted, now all I need is for you to get creative and sneak away from your friends."
"What if mother realises what we're doing?" Draco asked, glancing over at his mother who was still watching them. "Surely she'll notice when we're not complaining about the ban."
"That's where the second part of the plan comes into play." Hermione grinned. "She already thinks I'm fine with things and you're the one who's struggling so we just keep her thinking that."
"So basically I continue moaning and making moves on you and you continue acting as though this doesn't bother you and you'll keep on insisting we wait." Draco said, understanding the plan exactly.
"Precisely." Hermione smirked. "And I was also thinking we could add a bit of spice to our meetings with a little role play."
"You know I'm always up for a bit of role play." Draco said, smirking at Hermione. "What exactly did you have in mind?"
"Nothing too complicated, we just act as though I'm not the witch you're marrying." Hermione explained. "You're just a bloke having a final fling before your wedding."
"I'm up for that, although I don't know if we'll be able to keep it up the entire time." Draco said. "Whenever we do roleplaying one of us always breaks character."
"We don't need to keep it up the entire time, just long enough for us to have a bit of fun." Hermione shrugged, brushing off Draco's concerns.
"We can do that." Draco grinned. "When do we start?"
Hermione laughed as she bent over and kissed Draco on the cheek. "Check the list tonight." She said as she stood up.
"Where are you going?" Draco asked, noticing several of the other girls had also stood up.
"The girls and I are planning on having a pyjama party." Hermione said. "We're going to watch some chick flicks and eat popcorn, all the while gossiping about you lot."
"You'd rather go off to watch films and eat popcorn." Draco looked distinctly unimpressed with Hermione's plans for the night. "When instead you could be here with me."
"Yep. I'll see you tomorrow." Hermione nodded. Leaning down she whispered directly into her finance's ear. "As long as you can get away we'll also get to do more than talk tomorrow."
"Don't worry, I'll get away." Draco promised as Hermione stood back upright.
"I'm looking forward to it." Hermione grinned and gave Draco a final kiss goodnight before she joined the girls and they headed upstairs for their pyjama party.
Monday.
"What were you and Draco talking about over breakfast?" Hermione asked Ginny as the girls made their way to the spa facilities on the third floor.
The group had just left the breakfast room and for the five minutes before they left Ginny had been talking to Draco over by the food table. Hermione wasn't a nosey person normally but she was intrigued as to what her fiancé and best friend were discussing.
"Nothing much." Ginny shrugged. "We're were just chatting."
Hermione let the subject drop as the girls arrived at the spa entrance. After a quick stop by the changing rooms to change into their bikinis and spa robes the girls assembled in the reception area. One of the spa practitioners was waiting to greet them and she handed them all a brochure, listing the treatments.
"The spa is all yours today, ladies." The witch, who had introduced herself as Maria, smiled at the group. "The entire staff is ready go so there's no need to book times for anything. All you need to do is decide what you want to do and pop by reception to make sure the room is ready, then you can head to your next treatment."
"There's a café on this floor isn't there?" Hermione asked, making sure she remembered correctly from the tour she had taken the previous week.
"Yes, it's stocked full of healthy food options." Maria replied. "It's located in the far corner of the spa."
"Thanks, Maria." Hermione smiled at the witch before turning to her friends. "How about we all do whatever treatments we fancy and meet in the café at one?"
"That sound great." Daphne said. "I think I want to start with a mud treatment."
Maria directed Daphne to the room where she could get her treatment as the rest of the girls decided what treatment to have first. One by one the girls all disappeared until there was just Hermione and Ginny left.
"What do you fancy starting with?" Ginny asked. "How about the sauna?"
"No." Hermione shook her head. "I was planning on using the sauna this afternoon."
Ginny laughed as she realised exactly what her friend was planning on using the sauna for. "How about a massage then?" She suggested.
"Sure." Hermione said.
Maria showed Hermione and Ginny into the massage room and the two witches settled in for their massages. After their massages Hermione and Ginny tried a seaweed wrap treatment and had a facial before heading to the café to meet up with the girls.
"This place is amazing." Pansy declared. "I've been to a lot of spas before but this place does treatments I haven't heard of before."
"That's because it's partly muggle." Hermione explained. "The spa incorporates treatments form both the wizarding and muggle world."
"Well whatever it does, it does it brilliantly." Pansy said. "I'll definitely be coming back here. Maybe Harry and I can come back one weekend."
"I was thinking the same thing." Daphne said. "This place is actually quite romantic so it would be a nice place to spend time as a couple."
"What are the normal rooms like though?" Angelina asked. "Our suite is specially designed isn't it?"
"Yeah." Hermione nodded. "Narcissa paid extra for the staff to change two suites to her liking. But the normal rooms are gorgeous. They even do a few themed rooms which sounded interesting."
"Interesting how?" Ginny asked.
"Well there's the standard themes such as certain time periods or certain places around the world but they also have a few rooms that can be designed to a visitors specific specifications." Hermione explained.
"Really?" Pansy asked, sounding intrigued. "So you could have the room set up in whatever design you wished?"
"What sort of design did you have in mind?" Angelina asked.
"I was thinking some sort of medieval room." Pansy replied, getting a dreamy look in her eye as he described her dream room. "A gorgeous four poster bed in the middle of the room but on the walls you could have a few shackles. Maybe a mirror on the ceiling. And of course all the lighting would be candles and sconces, that sort of thing."
"That sounds very romantic." Luna said wistfully.
"Well apart from the shackles and mirrored ceiling." Angelina chuckled. "I really wouldn't fancy watching myself in bed and the shackles are a bit too S&M for my liking."
"There's nothing wrong with a little light bondage." Pansy replied with a grin.
"You know, I really don't think I needed to know that." Hermione said, with a grimace. "I'm not sure I'll be able to look at Harry in the same light again."
"I know, who knew he was so dominant in the bedroom." Ginny said.
"He's not." Pansy laughed. "I'm the dominant one."
"You know, I think that image is worse." Hermione laughed.
"Come on, you lot can't say you've never tried anything a bit kinky." Pansy said, staring at her friends disbelievingly. She especially looked at Hermione and Ginny as she suspected both Draco and Blaise would be the adventurous types in the bedroom.
"I've never tried bondage but I have done it in a room with a mirror on the ceiling." Ginny said. "I didn't like it much, it was odd."
"The trick there is to be on top." Hermione advised her friend.
"How would you know?" Angelina teased.
"The Malfoy penthouse in Sydney has a mirror on the ceiling in the master bedroom. As Ginny said it was really odd watching yourself so I flipped the positions and it was fine." Hermione said. "Draco actually quite enjoyed the mirror."
"I bet he did." Daphne laughed. "He's always been a fan of mirrors, back in school he would spend hours preening in the bathroom."
"Why does the penthouse have a mirror on the ceiling?" Angelina asked.
"I've been trying not to think about that too much." Hermione said with a grimace. "Needless to say when we returned home it was a while before I could look at Lucius and Narcissa without blushing."
"Do you think it was them that put it there?" Ginny asked.
"Well it is their penthouse." Hermione replied. "Plus the week after we returned home Lucius asked if I had enjoyed the views with a huge smirk on his face."
The girls all burst out laughing at Hermione's tale and the conversation turned onto the topic of getting caught. Surprisingly everyone at the table had been caught in a compromising position at least once. Daphne and Luna were the most surprising to the group as both girls were quite quiet and the others got the feeling they were more reserved in the bedroom.
After nearly an hour's lunch the girls headed back off for more treatments. Ginny and Hermione hung back so that everyone had disappeared before they approached reception.
"Hi, Maria." Hermione smiled at the witch she had befriend the previous week. "Are they here?"
"Yes." Maria nodded. "Mr Zabini is in room three waiting for a massage and Mr Malfoy is in the sauna."
"Thanks Maria." Hermione said as she and Ginny headed towards the rooms in question.
"I didn't know you had someone from the hotel helping you." Ginny exclaimed as the girls came to a stop in front of the massage room.
"Well I couldn't do this all alone." Hermione replied. "Maria's agreed to help all week and at the end of the week I'll leave her a very big tip."
"I think I might leave her a tip as well." Ginny chuckled. "Now if you excuse me, I have a massage to give."
"Enjoy." Hermione said as Ginny headed into the massage room.
Turning around Hermione made her way into the sauna and slipped into the steam filled room.
…..
Hermione writhed in pleasure underneath Draco. So far the couple hadn't even spoken, Hermione had just entered the room and stripped off her robe and bikini while Draco also disrobed. The couple had then pounced on each other and Hermione had ended up being pinned down on the wooden bench by Draco's larger frame.
Opening her eyes Hermione found Draco looking down at her, his uncertainty clear in his eyes. Hermione wasn't sure if he was uncertain about deceiving Narcissa or if he was just really into the role play. Either way she tightened her grip around his body and pulled him closer, connecting their lips.
Draco eagerly responded to the kiss and when they separated Hermione kissed her way up towards Draco's ear, while her hands wandered down over his back to rest on his bum.
"Harder." Hermione dug her nails into Draco and pulled him closer as she begged him for more.
Draco smirked down at Hermione before pulling all the way out of her before he then slammed back inside her hard and fast. Hermione moans increased in intensity as Draco upped the pace, their bodies clashing together furiously. As Draco dropped his head onto her shoulder and she could hear his panting Hermione knew he had forgotten everything else, he was now lost in the pleasure they were experiencing.
Satisfied Draco was enjoying himself Hermione let herself get caught up in the moment. When Draco's hand snuck in-between them his fingers added to the pressure she felt building and Hermione screamed her climax as she convulsed around Draco. Draco release followed a few minutes later and he slumped on top of her. Hermione gently ran her fingers through his hair as they lay entwined, still recovering from their exertions.
When they did finally separate Hermione pulled on her bikini and robe before heading to the door. Turning back to find Draco watching her she smiled and blew him a kiss. "See you tomorrow."
…..
After leaving Draco in the sauna Hermione picked up Ginny from the massage room and the two witches headed for the Jacuzzi. Grabbing two bottles of juice from a machine in the hallway they sunk into the warm jets of water to reminisce over their afternoon.
"Did Blaise enjoy his massage?" Hermione asked.
"I should hope so, I gave him plenty of extras he wouldn't have gotten from a proper masseur." Ginny laughed. "Although I was pretty offended that it took him nearly ten minutes to realise I was the one giving him the massage."
"How did he not know it was you?" Hermione asked in amazement.
"He was already settled on the table when I entered so I decided to have a bit of fun." Ginny giggled at the memory. "I started the massage and he only caught on when my hands wandered under his towel and I grabbed him inappropriately."
Hermione laughed at her friend's story. "Did you tell him about the plan this week or did he already know?" She asked.
"I told him, all Draco said was that he needed his help." Ginny explained. "But he loved the idea and vowed to help Draco whenever he needs it."
"Good." Hermione nodded as she closed her eyes and relaxed in the water.
"How was your sauna? Steamy?" Ginny asked, cocking an eyebrow at Hermione.
"Very." Hermione replied with a smile. "It was very hot and steamy."
"Did you really do the role play thing?" Ginny questioned. Hermione had confided in her about the role play idea earlier in the day but Ginny was curious as to whether it had helped or hindered their meeting.
"Yes." Hermione grinned. "We barely spoke and acted as though the whole thing was some sort of illicit affair."
"What was that like? Did it help?"
"It was actually quite hot." Hermione replied. "There was this thrill as though we were doing something naughty but at the same time we kind of knew we weren't and that was reassuring. Does that make sense?"
"Yeah, I think so." Ginny nodded.
At the sound of approaching feet Hermione and Ginny looked up to find Angelina and Pansy approaching. Angelina was carrying a bottle of champagne and Pansy was carrying six glasses.
"Hey, can we join you?" Angelina asked.
"Sure, especially since you've brought booze." Ginny said to her sister-in-law.
By the time Angelina had opened the champagne and poured it into the glasses Luna and Daphne had arrived. Once everyone was settled in the Jacuzzi Angelina handed the drinks round and the girls toasted Hermione and her upcoming nuptials. The girls then stayed in the Jacuzzi for the rest of the afternoon, gossiping and drinking.
Tuesday.
Hermione double checked her dress was alright before she opened the door and headed into the adjoining living area. Hermione and the girls were in a suite on the second floor as they had their final dress fittings. Narcissa, Molly and Hermione's mother, Kate, were also present, as was the woman who had designed Hermione's dress, along her team of fitters that would ensure everyone's dress was perfect.
When Hermione entered the room the chatter stopped and everyone gaped at her. Hermione's dress was pure white with a plunging neckline and off the shoulder straps. The bodice of the dress was embedded with thousands of twinkling diamonds while the long skirts floated around her legs like silk. Hermione felt that the dress was a cross between a lovely ballroom gown and a princess dress, in other words it was exactly what she had always pictured herself getting married in.
"Hermione, you look beautiful." Kate said, tearing up as she saw her little girl dressed up in her wedding dress.
"You really do." Molly agreed, also looking a bit misty eyed at the sight of Hermione in her dress.
"My son is a very lucky man." Narcissa said with a smile.
"Stop." Hermione told the three older women. "If you carry on like this, you'll make me cry."
"We can't have that." Narcissa said. Turning round she picked up a glass of bucks fizz from the table and handed it to Hermione. "Drink this and we'll get on."
After everyone toasted the bride Hermione began getting her gown fitted properly while the other girls went to change into their bridesmaids dresses. The bridesmaids' dresses were all a pale lilac colour and the design of each dress was slightly different for each witch. Hermione, Kate and Narcissa had spent hours with the designer and each bridesmaid so they all had a dress they would be comfortable in.
Luna's dress was long and floated around her perfectly, it even had some delicate flowers sewn into the hem of the dress and around her modest neckline. Daphne's dress was also long, although it was more fitted and had a high neckline and little cap sleeves. Pansy's dress was knee length with spaghetti straps and the skirt of the dress was speckled with glitter, which sparkled when she moved. Angelina's dress was a one shoulder affair with a delicate pattern sewn into the neckline and hem of the dress, which fell just below her knees.
As maid of honour Ginny had a slightly different dress to the others. Like the bridesmaids she had been given the opportunity to help design a dress she was comfortable with but the colour of her dress was just a shade darker than the others. The dress itself was strapless, nearly floor length and very form fitting.
Once everyone was back in the room they took it in turns to get fitted and to make sure all their accessories were sorted. While the girls were drinking more bucks fizz and gossiping as the fitting went on Narcissa was flitting between the girls' suite and the one opposite where the boys were having their suits fitted.
The first time Narcissa ventured over to the boys suite yelling could be heard and a few minutes later Narcissa reappeared laughing.
"What happened?" Hermione asked.
"I think I've just given poor George an awful fright." Narcissa chuckled. "When I went into the room he was changing into his suit and he accidently flashed me."
Narcissa's remark was met with laughter as the entire group tried to picture the scene.
"I've told him before about not bothering to wear underwear, I warned him it would lead to embarrassment one day." Angelina said, laughing at the thought of her husband flashing Narcissa.
"How did he react?" Ginny asked. "I bet he was mortified."
"He squealed like a little girl as he was trying to hide himself." Narcissa explained. "I tried telling him it was nothing I haven't seen before and he certainly had nothing to be ashamed about, but that didn't seem to work. I thought it best to give him a few minutes before I head back over."
Narcissa waited with the girls for nearly ten minutes before she popped back over to check on the boys. With all the boys now fully dressed Narcissa spent the rest of the morning dodging between the two rooms. She only stopped when it was time for her to try on her dress for the wedding. As well as designing Hermione's gown and the bridesmaids' dresses the designer had also created outfits for Narcissa, Kate and Molly.
Narcissa's dress was pale green and floor length. The dress fitted her slim frame perfectly and the dipped neckline provided a tantalising display of her pretty impressive assets. The dress was the most muggle like thing Hermione had seen Narcissa wear but it definitely suited her. Kate's dress was knee length and was pale blue. Unlike Narcissa's dress that was pretty sexy Kate's dress was more demure but very feminine. Molly's peach dress was the most conservative of the three and she even had a matching jacket to accompany the dress.
Once everyone was sorted the dresses were all hung in garment bags and labelled accordingly. The accessories were then placed in labelled boxes and placed with the clothing. Satisfied everything was in place with the girls Narcissa sent them for lunch while she went to double check the boys.
Hermione shifted in her seat, trying to ignore the hot breath she could feel on her neck and the dirty words she could hear in her ear. The entire group were currently in the hotel's cinema watching a couple of films and Draco was using the dark and the fact no-one could see and hear them to torment her. Hermione had initially settled down with Draco in the corner as she tried to cheer him up after the others had been mocking him but she soon realised that he was fine and the sulking was just for show.
Practically as soon as the first film started Draco had pulled her as close to him as she could get. For a while he had been content to just sit with his arm wrapped around her but then his other hand started slowly venturing up her skirt. After a bit of teasing Draco's hand had settled on Hermione's thigh and his mouth had started to torment her. At first he had just peppered her neck and shoulder with kisses but his lips had slowly travelled up to her ear where he began telling her what he wished he was doing to her.
By the end of the second film Hermione was a quivering wreck. Draco had been talking for some time by this point and his hand had continued to tease her. Several times his fingers had brushed over the silky material of her underwear but he had never once ventured under them and touched her where she was dying to be touched.
"Should we watch another one?" Theo asked when the second film had finished.
"No." Angelina shook her head. "We're off to the nail bar to have pedicures and manicures."
Standing up Hermione joined the rest of the girls heading upstairs while Draco went off with the boys as they headed for the bar.
"Are you alright, Hermione?" Daphne asked as the group entered the lift. "You look a bit flushed."
"I'm fine." Hermione smiled. "But I might just go and have a lie down instead."
"We can put off the trip to the nail bar if you want." Angelina said.
"No, you guys go and have fun." Hermione said as the lift stopped on the floor where the nail bar was located.
"I think I'm going to stay with Hermione." Ginny said as the others trooped out of the lift. "See you later."
"You didn't have to do that, you know." Hermione told Ginny once the doors had shut and they were alone. "I'm not really going to lie down."
"I know." Ginny grinned. "But Blaise asked me to meet him in the boys' room. I'm going to live out one of my fantasies."
"One of your fantasies is to meet Blaise in a hotel room and have sex?" Hermione questioned, not really sure where the fantasy element came into play.
"No." Ginny shook her head. "Because the room is set up like a school dorm I can pretend we're in the Slytherin dungeons and could get caught at any minute."
"How long have you had that fantasy?" Hermione asked. "Did you used to fantasize about Blaise while we were in school?"
"The fantasy stems back to school, but Blaise wasn't the star of it." Ginny admitted, sounding sheepish.
Hermione was puzzled by what Ginny meant for a minute but a good look at her friend's embarrassed expression had her mouth falling open in surprise. "Draco? You seriously thought about Draco like that when we were in school?"
"Don't look so shocked, Hermione." Ginny giggled at her friend's outrage. "He was easily the best looking boy in school, plus he had that whole bad boy edge to him."
"Well as fascinating as it is hearing about your schoolgirl crush on my fiancé, I've got a meeting to attend." Hermione said as the lift stopped on the twelfth floor. "I'll see you back in our suite."
"Have fun." Ginny called as the lift doors shut and the two witches were separated.
"I intend to." Hermione smirked as she headed for the room Maria had given her the key to earlier.
…..
"You were keen." Draco muttered against Hermione's neck as the pair recovered from their first round of sex.
Draco had only been in the room for ten minutes and they hadn't even made it to the bed for their first time. After the way he had been teasing her all afternoon, Hermione had been more than ready for action when Draco had entered the room. She hadn't given him time to say anything when he had entered the room, instead she had pounced on him and a few minutes later she was getting exactly what she wanted.
Laughing softly Hermione wriggled out of Draco's arms and made her way towards the bed, shedding her clothes as she went. Completely naked Hermione crawled onto the bed and beckoned for Draco to join her. Draco wasted little time in throwing his own clothes off and jumping into bed with her.
For the next hour and a half Draco delivered on the dirty promises he had whispered in Hermione's ear down in the cinema. Once they were finished they dressed in silence and Hermione gave Draco a saucy wink before she sauntered out the door.
…..
Hermione beat Ginny back to the suite by a few minutes, she had just poured two glasses of wine when the redhead bounded into the room.
"How was your fantasy?" Hermione asked, handing one of the glasses to Ginny.
"Well we didn't actually make it to the bedroom, so I wouldn't know." Ginny replied with a grin.
"That's a shame." Hermione said.
"Believe me, it wasn't." Ginny chuckled. "We just stayed in the living area, which technically gave us more chance of being caught."
"Sounds like someone likes the idea of getting caught." Hermione laughed.
"I like the potential danger." Ginny shrugged. "It's sort of exciting knowing that someone could walk in at any moment."
"Whatever does it for you, I suppose." Hermione replied, sounding less than convinced of the aphrodisiac nature of nearly getting caught. She and Draco had been caught in compromising positions a few times and Hermione had been nothing but embarrassed.
"Says that witch who's into role play." Ginny laughed. "I really don't think you have room to criticize any kinks Blaise and I may have."
"I wasn't criticizing, I just don't find the prospect of getting caught an appealing one, let alone getting turned on by it." Hermione said.
"But pretending to be having an affair with your own fiancé, turns you on?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah." Hermione shrugged. "I know different things appeal to different people, but role play is defiantly one of my favourite pastimes."
"How exactly does it work?" Ginny asked. "Does it involve dressing up?"
"Sometimes." Hermione responded with a nod of her head. "Sometimes we don't need to dress up, like this week, but we do have a few outfits at home."
"Tell me more." Ginny exclaimed, her eyes widening in anticipation as she sipped her wine.
Hermione laughed at Ginny's eagerness as she began to explain more about the role playing her and Draco indulged in. By the time the girls returned from the nail bar nearly half an hour later Ginny was planning on broaching the subject with Blaise, she was especially keen on the naughty schoolgirl fantasy Hermione had mentioned.
Wednesday.
After a late breakfast the girls gathered in the tranquillity garden for a yoga class. Narcissa, Kate and Molly had decided to join the girls although Molly and Kate looked distinctly uncomfortable in their sportswear. Narcissa on the other hand had purchased a special yoga outfit from the shop and was dressed like the younger girls in the group.
As the girls set up their mats both Pansy and Angelina commented on how lucky Narcissa was to still be in such good shape at her age. When the witch had asked them if they were implying she was old they both stuttered denials, causing everyone to laugh.
Once they were set the instructor, a young witch named Amelia, started the class. Since there were a few beginners in the group the class was a simple one and Amelia provided help to those who needed it. Hermione, Ginny and Angelina were the only ones who had tried yoga before but Narcissa, Pansy and Daphne picked it up pretty quick. Both Molly and Kate struggled with their flexibility while Luna just settled for doing her own slightly off kilter version of the poses.
"For someone who's never done this before, you're pretty flexible." Angelina said to Narcissa as she executed the next move perfectly.
"Flexibility comes in handy in the bedroom." Narcissa replied, smirking wickedly at the younger witch.
Angelina laughed and shook her head at the older witch. When they had first arrived at the hotel Angelina had only met Draco's mother a few times but she had seemed a bit stuck up and reserved but she was discovering that the more she got to know her, Narcissa was actually a lot of fun. So far she had regaled them with quite a few tales of what she had gotten up to with Lucius and Angelina only hoped her sex life was as active when she hit Narcissa's age.
"I really don't think this is for me." Molly huffed as she toppled off her mat for the third time in five minutes.
"Me either." Kate agreed. "Maybe we should just watch."
With Molly and Kate sitting on a bench nearby to watch the action Amelia introduced a few more difficult poses into the class. For another hour the girls carried on their yoga class, only finishing when it was lunch time.
Instead of going indoors for lunch Narcissa had arranged for a picnic to be served in the rose garden at one of the benches. Over lunch the girls discussed what to do next and they decided to try tennis. Like the yoga only a few people had played before but when Narcissa mentioned the instructor and his assistants were handsome, young wizards the girls interest was piqued.
After lunch while Narcissa organised the courts and instructors the girls headed into the hotel so they could stop by the shop to get kitted out. Laughing and chatting happily the girls picked outfits and equipment and placed it all on the tab Narcissa had set up.
"It looks like the boys are settling down for a game of poker." Angelina announced as she entered the shop. Until she reappeared no-one had even noticed she wasn't with them.
"Ron's no good at poker." Luna responded. "You can always tell when he's lying."
"It's called bluffing, Luna." Hermione told her friend.
"Bluffing, lying, it's all the same thing." Luna shrugged.
"Anyway, it looks like Lucius, Arthur and Mike have taken the boys up on their assertion that old men can't play cards to their skill level." Angelina explained.
The previous evening things had gotten pretty heated when Blaise and Theo had suggested that the three older men wouldn't stand a chance against them in a game of poker. When Draco and George had then backed their friends up a grudge match was called there and then. Only Narcissa's intervention prevented the game taking place the previous night, but it seemed as though they had found time for it after all.
"As long as Harry doesn't lose all his money, I'm not really bothered." Pansy sniffed. "Unless you're playing strip poker and are slightly tipsy I don't get the point of cards."
"Do you play a lot of strip poker?" Ginny asked.
"Not so much now." Pansy said. "We used to play a lot of it back in school. Of course Draco, Blaise and Theo were pretty good and just used it as an excuse to get the girls stripped off."
"I wouldn't have thought those three would have needed cards to get girls stripped off for them." Angelina laughed.
"Yeah, I'm sure most girls would have done that willingly." Ginny said. "I know I would have." She muttered under her breath.
Hermione rolled her eyes at Ginny as she hurried the girls along. Once Angelina had gotten her outfit and equipment they stopped by their suite to get changed before heading out onto the tennis courts.
When they arrived Narcissa was waiting for them, dressed in her tennis outfit, while three coaches were also present. Molly and Kate were sitting off to the side, content to just watch the action. After deciding who needed coaching and who could play the groups split up. Ginny had been eager for the coaching from the hunky instructors but Hermione had dragged her onto the court with the people who could play, knowing her friend was actually a good player.
"Should we play doubles?" Angelina asked.
Along with Hermione and Ginny, Angelina and Narcissa were the only people already skilled enough to play. Neither Pansy nor Daphne knew the slightest thing about tennis and Luna didn't really seem sure either.
"Why not." Narcissa smiled. "How about Weasley's versus Malfoy's?"
"I'm not a Malfoy." Hermione pointed out.
"That's merely a technicality." Narcissa waved her hand, brushing off Hermione's protests. "You're already one of the family and Saturday will only make it official."
With the team sorted the game got underway, and it was fiercely competitive. As a professional Quidditch player Ginny was obviously competitive but Angelina was also a former player so she had a competitive nature as well. Hermione was actually the least competitive but luckily Narcissa was extremely competitive as well as being a talented tennis player. The match was long and hard fought but eventually Hermione and Narcissa prevailed, even though it was extremely tight in the end.
By the time the match was over everyone was gathered round watching, including Arthur. Arthur then whisked Molly and Kate off for a drink, Narcissa was planning on joining them once she had showered and changed.
"Are we heading for the pool now?" Pansy asked. The pool had been on the girls agenda all day and it was decided it would be the last activity of the day.
"I think I've had enough physical activity for one day." Hermione explained. "I'm going for a shower, then I'm going to settle on the balcony with my book."
"Have fun." Daphne said. "Personally I can't wait to try the pools, I love swimming."
"I'm going to skip it, like Hermione." Ginny said. "I might check them out tomorrow morning."
Once it was settled where everyone was going the girls headed back inside. Everyone headed back to their suite and Angelina, Pansy, Daphne and Luna grabbed their swimming gear before leaving again. Before the group had even departed Hermione was in the shower, while she may have been planning on getting all sweaty again she wanted to be clean for meeting Draco. After Hermione had showered Ginny grabbed a quick one before the two girls headed down to their respective rendezvous.
…..
Within seconds of Draco entering the room they were meeting in Hermione was in his arms and they were hurriedly stripping each other. Like their previous two encounters the action was fast and furious, adding to the illicit feeling to their meetings. Finally getting rid of the last of Draco's clothing Hermione manoeuvred them to the bed and gently pushed Draco onto it.
"We really shouldn't be doing this." He said as he settled himself onto the bed properly.
Hermione looked at him for a minute, trying to decide if he was being genuine or if he was role playing. Undecided she shrugged her shoulder, deciding to act as though he was speaking as part of their role play fun.
"It's just a bit of fun." She told him as she climbed onto the bed and straddled him. "Besides, no-one need ever know."
When Draco opened his mouth to say something else Hermione took advantage and leant down to kiss him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Still kissing her fiancé Hermione positioned herself so she could sink down onto Draco, she knew he would stop complaining the second he was buried inside her. Sure enough when she settled herself onto him he moaned loudly and broke the kiss. One glance at Draco's eyes, dark with lust, showed Hermione that he wouldn't be complaining for the rest of their hour together.
Hermione was right and Draco never once complained as she rode him until they reached their climaxes. Nor did he complain when he flipped them over and took her roughly from behind, producing a second orgasm for them both. The only time he looked like complaining was when Hermione stood up and got dressed, but she silenced him with a long kiss and a whispered promise of another meeting the following day.
…..
Hermione picked Ginny up from the room she was using with Blaise and the two witches headed back to the suite. Grabbing some drinks and their books the girls headed out onto the balcony and settled on a couple of the sun loungers.
"You know, I've really enjoyed this week." Ginny said. "All this sneaking about is pretty exhilarating."
"Did you speak to Blaise about the role play?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, he says he wants to think about it." Ginny replied, taking a sip of her cold juice. "Personally I think he wants to ask Draco about it. I think he wants to know what the male perspectives like, he could be worried it's a girl thing and that he won't enjoy it."
"Draco was the one to bring it up in the first place." Hermione told Ginny. "So if Blaise talks to him I'm sure he'll get a glowing recommendation."
"I hope so." Ginny sighed. "I really want to try it now, since our talk yesterday my mind is full of different scenarios. Even the tennis today gave me a few ideas."
"I know what you mean, that happens to me." Hermione laughed. "I'll be doing something totally innocent and nonsexual when something just triggers an idea."
"The possibilities are endless." Ginny murmured, her mind firmly on the tennis fantasy she recently discovered.
Hermione looked at her friend's dreamy expression and deciding she was lost in her own world of fantasy she picked up her book. Hermione was still reading when the girls arrived back from their swim forty minutes later.
"How were the pools?" Hermione asked, entering the suite with Ginny.
"Amazing." Pansy gushed. "The one with the waterfall is gorgeous, there's even a hidden cove."
"What was the Olympic one like?" Ginny asked Daphne. She knew Daphne was a serious swimmer and would have more than likely gone in the pool that didn't have the waterfall and all the fancy decorations.
"Great." Daphne beamed. "Because this lot all went in the fancy pool I had the entire thing to myself, it was heaven. I'm thinking of asking Theo if we can build a pool, I reckon swimming a few laps would be a good way to start the day."
"It sounds like an exhausting way to start the day." Pansy sighed. "I'm off for a shower before dinner."
"Yeah, me too." Angelina said.
While Pansy used the bathroom in the suite Angelina used the one in the room opposite and when they were finished Luna and Daphne took their places. The girls then all got ready before heading downstairs to meet the boys before dinner.
Thursday.
Hermione and Ginny had already had breakfast when the other girls got up. The previous night it had been decided that they would have a lie-in and a lazy morning, they had been active all the previous day and later that afternoon they were having dance lessons. Narcissa had mentioned the lessons the previous day and everyone was looking forward to them, everyone apart from Pansy.
Pansy had admitted the previous day that she was a terrible dancer. Narcissa had reassured the witch that with her tutelage she would be fine. Pansy had been so buoyed with Narcissa's reassurance that Hermione hadn't had the heart to point out to her she was dancing with Harry, therefore the entire thing was destined for disaster. Harry just couldn't dance and Hermione doubted that even Narcissa could turn her best friend into a dancer in the space of a few hours, she doubted it could be achieved in days or months even.
"Are you two still planning on going to the pool?" Angelina asked at the other girls emerged into the living room.
"Yeah, we've already had breakfast." Ginny replied.
"Have fun." Pansy called as she grabbed herself a plate of food and headed out onto the balcony.
As the other girls grabbed their breakfast and joined Pansy on the balcony Hermione and Ginny grabbed their bikini's and towels. Waving goodbye to the girls on their way out the two friends headed to the top floor, to where the two pools were located.
"Which pool do Blaise and I get?" Ginny asked as the two witches slipped into their bikinis.
"Take a wild guess." Hermione laughed.
"Olympic size pool, here we come." Ginny declared. She'd already guessed Hermione and Draco would be using the decorative pool as it sounded quite romantic for a secret rendezvous.
When the girls left the changing rooms Hermione let Ginny have a look at the pool she would be using before her friend disappeared to get acquainted with her own pool. Once she was alone Hermione dove into the clear water as she waited for Draco to arrive.
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Within seconds of Draco diving into the pool Hermione's white bikini was ripped off along with his green trunks. Breaking away from Draco's embrace Hermione smiled seductively at Draco before she turned and swam towards the cove at the back of the pool. Draco soon caught up with Hermione in the cove and wrapped her back in his arms, peppering kisses over her exposed skin.
When Draco pinned her against the wall and thrust into her, Hermione spotted his determination when she moaned. There was nothing Draco liked better than to make her scream his name and she knew from the look in his eyes that he wouldn't be leaving the pool until he had done just that.
Grinning at Draco, Hermione kissed him forcefully before moving her lips up to his ear. "Make me scream." She whispered, nibbling gently on his lower earlobe.
Draco immediately took Hermione up on the challenge and began to expertly bring her to the heights of pleasure. Hermione wrapped her legs tightly around Draco's waist as he shagged her fast and furious, his mouth and hands adding to the pleasure she felt.
"Draco!" Hermione moaned her lover's name loudly as he grazed a particularly sensitive spot on her body.
Hermione had her eyes closed and her head threw back at the time but she sensed Draco's smirk. Knowing her fiancé as well as she did, she wasn't the slightest bit surprised when he began to move faster and harder, all the time whispering dirty things into her ear. Before long Hermione's screams were echoing around the pool room as she had her first orgasm of the morning.
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"I think I've found a new favourite pastime." Ginny said, grabbing her wand and magically drying her hair.
"Swimming or sneaking around with your fiancé?" Hermione asked.
The girls were back in the changing rooms and were re-dressing after their swims. They were then heading back to the room to have lunch with the girls before they were all due at dance lessons.
"The swimming was okay, but I was thinking more the sneaking about." Ginny replied with a giggle. "It's pretty hot."
"You and Blaise can try this ridiculous tradition before your wedding, then you'll have a reason to sneak about." Hermione suggested. "That could be fun, Draco and I could act as your alibis."
"Luckily I'm not marrying into a family with such oddball traditions." Ginny snorted. "No offense." She added hastily, thinking that Hermione might think she was insulting her new family.
"No offense taken." Hermione told her friend. "You're completely right, this is definitely an odd tradition. I just hope there isn't more that I don't know about that Lucius and Narcissa will spring on me at a later date."
"Like what?" Ginny asked.
"I don't know." Hermione shrugged. "From the books I've read some of these old pureblood families have some pretty wacky ideas."
"I think most of the stranger customs died out centuries ago." Ginny reassured her friend. "Although I did once hear rumours that years ago all the Black children were all born in this old castle up north somewhere. Apparently whenever a witch in the family was found to be pregnant they confined her to the castle until she had given birth."
"You're making that up." Hermione eyed her friend, trying to decide if she was telling the truth.
"I am not." Ginny huffed. "It's true. I bet Narcissa was one of those children born in the castle."
"Well it makes no difference if she was or she wasn't. My children won't be Blacks, they'll be Malfoys." Hermione said. "And I'm not being locked up for nine months and having a baby in some broken down castle."
"I'm sure it doesn't still happen." Ginny said. "Where was Draco born?" She asked innocently.
"That won't work Gin, you're not going to convince me the tradition lives on." Hermione chuckled. "Draco was born in the Manor."
"Not at St Mungo's?" Ginny questioned. "Mum always said it was dangerous to have a magical baby outside the hospital in case something goes wrong. She always said there was a greater risk of complications outside a safe magical environment."
"Draco was late arriving." Hermione explained. "Narcissa told me that he was nearly three weeks overdue and she was due to go into hospital the day after he was born for the healers to induce labour. Apparently he was born really quickly and they didn't have time to get to St Mungo's."
"Isn't that just typical of a man." Ginny tutted. "He's three weeks late then when he does make an appearance he's in a hurry."
Hermione laughed as the two witches left the changing rooms and headed back towards their suite. As they walked the two witches changed the subject, turning their attention to the upcoming afternoon's dance lessons.
"I'm sure you've all figured out why we're here." Narcissa announced to the gathered group of young witches and wizards. "I've decided that after Draco and Hermione have had their traditional first dance as a married couple the entire wedding party will have a dance."
"Do we have to?" Harry asked. "Is there any way we could sit it out?"
Narcissa's frosty glare had Harry shrinking back in fear, even George who was standing next to Harry looked worried by the older witch.
"No, you will all be dancing." Narcissa announced. "For the time being I just want to see how you can dance. Everyone grab your partners and head onto the floor."
While Narcissa walked over to the corner to sort the music the group headed onto the dance floor. Apart from Harry and Pansy who looked unsure of what to do all the other couples adopted a starting position. Walking back to the group Narcissa helped Harry and Pansy get a hold and double checked the others.
"Ron you're the man, you're supposed to lead." Narcissa scolded Ron and Luna as she changed how they were standing to a more suitable pose. "Is everyone ready?" She asked, raising her wand. "Now show me what you can do."
With a flick of her wand the music started and the couples began twirling around the floor. Hermione and Draco moved effortlessly together as did Blaise and Ginny, and Theo and Daphne. George and Angelina were also pretty good but George couldn't resist adding a few risqué moves into his dance. Ron and Luna looked to be dancing to a totally different beat to the others, while everyone else was dancing quite slowly they were prancing about as though it was a lively song that was playing. Harry and Pansy however were merely walking around the floor as they tried to avoid stepping on each other's feet.
"That's enough." Narcissa called, momentarily stopping the music. "A few of you need some pointers so I'll start the music again and work my way around the group."
Once the music was playing again Narcissa walked around the floor, heading for Draco and Hermione first. The couple had no problems with footwork or keeping to the beat, the only problem Narcissa could see was her son's wandering hands. Every now and again the hand that was supposed to be on Hermione's lower back would fall to her bum, where he would then have a bit of a feel before returning his hand to the right place.
"Keep your hand above Hermione's waist or I'll charm it there for you." Narcissa muttered to her son as she passed by.
Finding no problems with Blaise and Ginny or Theo and Daphne, Narcissa headed in the direction of Angelina and George. Before she arrived at the couple Narcissa had seen George practising some pretty risqué moves with Angelina but as she approached she noticed the redhead stiffen up.
"You need to relax, George." Narcissa said, placing her hand on his back and causing him to nearly jump out of his skin. "And try and keep your grinding for the bedroom, it's really not appropriate for the dance floor. Unless of course no-one is around, then anything goes."
When George turned bright red and froze Narcissa couldn't help but giggle to herself. The incident with the flashing earlier in the week seemed to have affected him, leaving him terrified of her. As she wandered over to the next couple Narcissa vowed to solve the problem of George in the next few days, by the end of the wedding he would no longer be terrified of her.
Narcissa was busy trying to get Luna and Ron to dance to the right beat when a squeal, followed by the sound of tearing fabric echoed through the room. Everyone turned to where Harry and Pansy were trying to dance in the corner, somehow Harry had trodden on Pansy's dress and ripped her skirt. Instead of doing anything about it however the couple were just glaring at each other, Pansy's lacy black knickers on show for the whole room to see.
As the laughter started to filter around the room Narcissa hurried over to the couple. Fixing Pansy's skirt she turned back to the others and ordered them to keep dancing. Once everyone was back to dancing Narcissa tried to teach Harry and Pansy some basic moves, however ten minutes later the pair were only just able to move without tripping each other up.
After an hour and half of practice Narcissa let the group have a small break before she called them all back to practice the dance they would be doing on Saturday. The first run through was actually not too bad, Pansy and Harry managed not to trip over while Luna and Ron were only a little bit out of time with the music. The second and third run through were also pretty good but disaster struck on the fourth run through.
Despite all of Narcissa's work on their timing Luna and Ron unexpectedly sped up their routine towards the end of the dance. Because they were dancing next to Harry and Pansy, the couple tried to follow their friends lead and got themselves into a tangle. When Harry stepped on Pansy's dress again and she tried to pull free she went tumbling into Theo and Daphne when Harry lifted his foot. Theo and Daphne both went sprawling onto the floor with Theo's foot accidently kicking George in the leg. Theo's kick caused George to lose his balance and before he knew it he had tumbled into Narcissa, his head landing in her chest.
"Exactly what sort of lessons are you giving here, Cissa?" Lucius called, from his position in the doorway. He had arrived in the ballroom just in time to see George flying into his wife and burying his head in her chest. "If I knew you were allowing people to get up close and personal with your rather magnificent chest, I would have been here sooner."
"You can do that later, Lucius." Narcissa tutted as George hurriedly disentangled himself from her, apologising profusely. "We have dancing to practice."
"We can practice our dancing upstairs." Lucius suggested, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. "It can be a private lesson, conducted without the restrictions of clothing."
"Yes well, I think that's enough for today." Narcissa announced to the group as she smirked at her husband, a few hours in bed with Lucius was distinctly more appealing than trying to teach some of Draco and Hermione's friends how to dance. "Try and practice a bit more and please don't cause such chaos on Saturday."
After the group were all on their feet again they headed out of the ballroom, laughing over the total disaster the lesson had become. They also teased George over where he had landed, causing the redhead to blush whenever anyone mentioned Narcissa for the rest of the day. The group did try teasing Draco about his parents getting more than he was but the blond was unaffected by his parents flirty banter, he had after all grown up with the overly affectionate couple and their innuendos had long since ceased to embarrass him.
Friday.
Shortly after breakfast on Friday morning Hermione found herself alone in the gardens of the hotel. With the guests starting to arrive and last minute preparations underway Hermione was enjoying the final few minutes she would have alone for the rest of the day. Narcissa currently had the boys helping out throughout the hotel and the girls had headed off to prepare the honeymoon suite for the following night. That afternoon was the wedding rehearsal and at one point she would be expected to speak to some of the people arriving for the wedding.
"Do you mind if I join you?"
Hermione looked up and smiled at her mother, who was standing beside the bench she was sitting on. "Of course not, sit down."
Kate smiled back at her daughter as she sank onto the seat beside her. "Are you nervous?"
Hermione laughed lightly, remembering she had asked Draco the exact same thing the previous night over dinner. "A bit."
"Are you nervous of being a wife after the wedding or are you nervous about the actual ceremony?" Kate questioned.
"I'm slightly apprehensive about the ceremony." Hermione admitted. "I'm just not totally comfortable with being the centre of attention."
"Believe me, you'll forget all about the people watching the moment you walk down the aisle and see Draco waiting for you. I was like that with your father, the second I saw him he was all I could think about. The ceremony was actually a bit of a blur if I'm honest." Kate sighed wistfully as she thought back to her own wedding day and the nerves she had suffered in the run up to the big event.
"So I have nothing to worry about?" Hermione questioned, feeling slightly more relaxed than she had been moments earlier.
"No, you don't." Kate smiled. "You and Draco are perfectly capable of forgetting the rest of the world when you're together anyway, so I doubt tomorrow will be any exception."
"I hope so." Hermione sighed, leaning her head against her mother's shoulder. "I really don't want to get struck with nerves and mess the ceremony up."
"You won't, everything will be perfect." Kate said, dropping a kiss to the top of Hermione's head. "Now is that all you're worried about? You're not worried about anything after the ceremony are you?"
"Apart from the dance from hell, no." Hermione shook her head. "I'm seriously worried that either Ron and Luna or Harry and Pansy is going to mess the dancing up but I'm fine with everything else."
"I was meaning are you worried about being a wife?" Kate questioned. "I can remember being terrified that I wouldn't live up to your fathers expectations of a good wife. Most men base their perceptions on what to expect from a wife off their mother, and I was nothing like your gran."
"I don't think many people are like gran." Hermione laughed.
Hermione's gran, Gladys, had given birth to Mike when she was sixteen and had successfully juggled being a mother and a young woman who knew how to have fun. Even now Hermione's gran still acted like a woman half her age and she was the biggest flirt around.
"You know what I mean, though." Kate said, turning the conversation back onto a more serious note. "Your father's perceptions on having a wife was based on your gran and it took him a while to get used to the fact I'm not her, I'm much more reserved than your gran will ever be."
"Don't worry mum, Draco knows I'm not like his mother. Narcissa may have been perfectly content to stay at home and raise Draco but he knows my career is important to me and he supports that." Hermione reassured her mother. "Besides we've been living together for nearly three years, getting married won't change anything."
Kate nodded and the two women talked about marriage for a bit longer before Kate headed inside to see if Narcissa needed any help. After spending another ten minutes in the garden Hermione also wandered back into the hotel. The place was now teeming with people and it took Hermione ten minutes to walk through the lobby as people kept stopping her to greet her.
When she poked her head into the bar to see if any of the wedding party were around Hermione was greeted by the sight of her gran sitting at the bar, flirting with the barman. Smiling to herself Hermione made her way over to her grandmother.
"Hi, gran." Hermione smiled, pecking the older woman on the cheek.
"Hermione, you look radiant." Gladys said, looking proudly at her granddaughter.
"Thanks." Hermione blushed slightly as she took a seat next to her grandmother. "Have you been here long?"
"An hour, I think." Gladys replied. "Your father briefly said hello before rushing off and I spoke to your lovely Dragon as well."
Hermione rolled her eyes at her gran's name for Draco. When she had first introduced Draco to her grandmother Gladys had instantly know what his name meant and she had taken to referring to Draco as Dragon. She also developed the habit of calling him Hermione's dragon and adding a compliment, like lovely or gorgeous, as well.
"Although I haven't yet seen Luscious." Gladys continued, her eyes scanning the bar for signs of Hermione's future father in law.
"His name's Lucius, gran." Hermione said, trying once again to get her gran to call the wizard by his proper name.
"Luscious suits him better." Gladys declared, brushing off her granddaughter. "That man is a very fine specimen indeed, if I was a few years younger and he wasn't happily married I would be trying my luck this weekend."
"Gran!" Hermione cried.
"Don't look so shocked, Hermione." Gladys laughed at her granddaughter's shock. "I may be old but I'm not dead, I can appreciate a hunk when I see one."
"Ugh, that's my future father-in-law you're talking about." Hermione wrinkled her nose at her gran calling Lucius a hunk.
"Don't worry dear, I'm sure your Dragon will still be tasty when he's that age." Gladys said, patting Hermione on the arm in a reassuring manner. "Although he's not half bad now, he's got a lovely bum that looks as though it could be good to squeeze."
"Okay Gran, I have to be going." Hermione abruptly stood up. Hearing her gran describe Lucius as a hunk was bad enough but she really didn't think she could handle her drooling over Draco. "I'll see you later."
"See you later, dear." Gladys smiled at her granddaughter before she suddenly grinned over her shoulder.
Turning round Hermione spotted Lucius entering the room. As Hermione made a quick exit she saw her gran engulfing her future father-in-law in a hug.
"Luscious, I've been looking for you."
Chuckling at her gran's words and Lucius's shocked expression Hermione headed for the safety of the girls suite. With the wedding rehearsal that afternoon she was hoping for the rest of the morning to be relaxing and the best place to achieve it would be upstairs, away from guests and wedding preparations.
After a long relaxing bath Hermione joined the other girls in the living room as they settled down for the night. Rehearsals for the wedding had taken place most of the afternoon and by the time dinner was over the girls just wanted to unwind for the night. Settling down on the sofa next to Ginny, Hermione discovered the plan was to watch a few films before having an early night.
After the first film Hermione and Ginny got up and prepared some hot chocolate for the girls while the second film was being chosen and organised. While they were preparing the drinks Hermione slipped a mild sleeping draught in everyone's drink but hers and Ginny's. The sleeping draught was only mild and would ensure the girls would sleep through the night, not noticing when Hermione snuck out later to meet Draco. All week her liaisons with Draco had been short and sweet but she was hoping that for their final meeting they could spend a bit more time together, however if she was to achieve that she needed to be sure the girls wouldn't wake and spot her absence.
Delivering the drinks back to the girls Hermione and Ginny settled down for the second film. By the time the film was drawing to a close everyone was on the verge of falling asleep. Deciding to call it a night the girls packed up and headed for bed, most of them falling to sleep as soon as their heads hit their pillows.
Hermione waited until it was time for her to go and meet Draco before she slipped out of bed. Saying a quick goodbye to Ginny, who hadn't yet fallen asleep, Hermione slipped out of the suite and quietly made her way towards the room she was meeting Draco in.
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The second Draco arrived in the room clothes were flying off as the couple pounced on each other. Hermione wasn't even naked before Draco's talented fingers were coaxing her first orgasm of the night from her. Once they were naked they fell back on the bed where they had indulged in their first round of sex. While Draco was recovering enough for a second round he had worked his way down Hermione's body and had settled between her legs, where he was currently on the verge of pushing her over the edge for the third time that night.
Hermione tightened her grip on Draco's hair and pulled him closer as her climax ripped through her body. "Draco!"
While Hermione lay recovering Draco began kissing his way back up her body. When he reached her head he grinned at her before connecting their lips for a long, sensual kiss.
"Your future wife is very lucky." Hermione said as they broke the kiss.
"She is lucky, isn't she?" Draco grinned at her, going along with the role play, as he suddenly rolled onto her and positioned himself at her entrance.
Hermione moaned as Draco rolled his hips and buried himself inside her. "Very." She panted as Draco set a fast pace for their activities.
Their second coupling was fast and furious with both Hermione and Draco climaxing quickly, within seconds of each other. Exhausted the couple collapsed back onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. Once they had recovered Draco rolled back over and Hermione moved to lie next to him, her head nestled under his chin. When he gently kissed the top of her head and began stroking her hair Hermione knew their role play had finished, they were now back to being themselves.
"I've missed this." Hermione sighed, nestling further into Draco.
"The sex?" Draco questioned. "We've been at it all week."
"No, not the sex." Hermione tutted. "I've missed lying in your arms. This week has been fun but sometimes I wish we could have had a bit longer after we'd finished."
"I know what you mean." Draco said, moving his hand from Hermione's hair onto her back where he proceeded to run his fingers up and down her spine. "I've missed this as well."
"From tomorrow we'll always have this." Hermione said softly. "Even if we do play about during the day, we'll at least get to fall asleep together."
"I think that's what I've missed the most this week." Draco said. "Not going to sleep with you curled up next to me."
"Even if I sound like a piglet in my sleep?" Hermione asked, looking up at Draco. Her mischievous smile letting him know she was only joking with him and wasn't offended by what he had said earlier in the week.
"I'd miss you even if you sounded like a fully grown pig." Draco retorted with a smirk.
Hermione's mouth dropped open and slapped Draco's chest. When she opened her mouth to protest however Draco leant down and pressed his lips against hers, using the opportunity to slip his tongue into her open mouth. Hermione moaned into the kiss and as she wrapped her arms around Draco's neck she forgot all about why she was going to yell at him.
"How long can you stay?" Hermione asked, breaking the kiss and looking up into Draco's stormy grey eyes.
"A while, I've got Blaise keeping watch on the others. He's going to stun them if they wake up." Draco replied as his hands started wandering over Hermione's naked flesh. "How long can you stay?"
"Well I slipped the girls a light sleeping draught so I could stay longer but with your lack of preparation we can't stay too long."
"Damn, I wish I'd thought of that." Draco cursed.
Hermione laughed as she moved to straddle Draco's hips. "Well you didn't and since Blaise needs sleep as well, we can't stay too long so I suggest we make good use of the time we do have."
Draco nodded and connected his mouth to Hermione's breast as she settled herself onto him. Moaning in unison the couple set about making love for their final time as an unmarried couple.
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A/N - I hope you enjoyed the second part, and the third and final part will be up tomorrow. I hope people weren't dissapointed that the end result was Draco and Hermione having fun before their wedding. I deeply despise stories when either of them cheat on the other one, so I would never be able to write a story like that, but I did hope to create a bit of a mystery. The third chapter is a lot smaller than these first two, but it basically just wraps everything up at the wedding.