They arrived at the Burrow and Hermione felt like she was at her second home. She took in the over grown lawn and let out a sigh, it was not much, but it was comfortable. Her plan was to be here until Christmas Eve and then spend two days with her parents, who were currently on holiday something to a second honey moon, and then she would be with Draco for the remainder of the time.
Molly came rushing out. "You're here!" she hugged Ginny and Harry telling him he looked a bit peaky as always while pulling them into the house and saved Hermione for last. "I want you to know that Arthur and I do not blame you in any way Hermione. We love you always will."
Hermione's eyes flooded with tears and she rushed to give her sergeant mother a hug. "Thank you I was hoping that everything would play out. How is he?"
"Well I know that he is having a hard time, but he is dealing well. He is talking to one of those muggles, a quake I think, any who he is happy that you lot are here. He is thinking about staying home to help out Georgey now. He is doing better too now that they had the baby and Ron is there to help out in the place of Angie at the moment. So how is school going?" Molly had tea poured for them all and brought out homemade peppermint crumpets. The conversation flowed on late into the night and more and more stories were added as more of their extended family members (not just the Weasley's but the ex Order Members) came and went and when everyone trooped upstairs it was well past five in the morning, thank Godric they didn't have to work.
Hermione had gotten everyone's gifts months before and brought them down early in the morning, she would do hers today before she left; it felt as she just got there though. She, Ron, Harry, and Ginny feel back into an easy step with one another as nothing happened and they were the best of friends again. Hermione almost didn't want to leave but getting to see her parents was a real treat; she missed them so much. She laid the gifts around the Yule tree, hiding Harry and Ron's gifts in the back because they liked to sneak a peek, and started to cook breakfast for everyone. She noticed cooking helped calm her nerves which was good for her at the present.
Everyone started to trickle in helping her with this or that, and she had a feeling that every man in the placed snuck a bite of something in with every "helping hand" they gave here. Molly, Ginny, Angie and Fleur helped set the table. It was a lovely day with the land having a beautiful dust of snow glistening over the hills. After breakfast they went out to play a round of Quidditch before it was called due to the storm of snow balls that George had spelled to hit his victims. The kicker was one snow ball that was heading for Bill caught an unsuspecting Fleur in the side of the head melting in her hair. Watching George run for his life from a screeching Veela was the best. All in all they had a wonderful and carefree day.
They all pitched in again for a dinner, well feast was a better word for it, then retired to the sitting room with Fire Whisky and pumpkin juice, and started to open the gifts from Hermione. Everyone loved there new gifts. She got Molly a new book Spells and Cooking for the Busy, Arthur a muggle flashlight/radio that had been invented for power outages, George got a face full of powder as she knew he too was going to give her a gag gift (everyone died laughing because minutes before opening it he was telling her he would not be reading this book like the others she had gotten him in the past) Ginny a make-up set, Harry new Quidditch gloves and robes, and Ron she got a year subscription of Quidditch: All the News You Will Ever Need.
She got mostly books with the exception of Ginny's gift, a new potion and spell that she was to use on her hair when needed to straighten it. Hermione took her new things to pack them in her trunk, and turned to find Ron looking at her. "Hey 'Mione do you think that we could take a walk there is some things that I want to talk to you about." He gave her one of his goofy half grins to show that he meant no harm.
Grabbing her coat she thought there would be no harm done. "Sure." She followed him out, and they started to walk to the edge of the Burrow yard. "So what did you want to talk to me about?"
He turned a little red before taking a deep breath. "I have been wanted to tell you that what I did was wrong. The muggle doctor said that it was a post traumatic stress of sorts, and that I was wanted to hold you back so much that I would do it at any cost to insure that I didn't lose you too. I just want to say that I am working on it, and I am sorry. I understand if you don't want forgive me yet, but we were best friends before all of this happened and I want that again." Ron looked down waited to see what she would say.
Hermione didn't have to give it much thought before she threw her arms around him. "You will always be one of my best friends Ron. I know that what you did will haunt you, but I want you to understand that I have forgiven you, but I will never forget either. I'm gonna miss you." They walked back to the house together laughing. Had Hermione forgotten what she went through? Not in the least, but she also understood that everyone had problems with what happened in the past. She also understood that she would have to forgive him for her own closure.
She had to make sure that she was packed because she needed to be at her parents before long to do their yearly tradition: putting cookies and milk out for Santa. She knew that no such person was real, but waking up to a bitten cookie and half glass of drank milk would make her happy at any age.
She shrank her trunk and went to say her 'fare wells' and Happy Christmas's'. Ginny, Harry, and Ron walked her outside. "Well I will see you guys have a wonderful holiday and New Year's." Giving them hugs and kissing their check she started to walk away.
"Hey 'Mione when you are done with your parents do you… well do you want to come back, and celebrate the New Year with us?" Ron looked a slightly flustered.
"Um I can't I'm meeting someone after. I'm sorry Ron." Everything was going well and here she was leaving and going to make everyone miserable again.
"What do you mean meeting someone? Are you seeing someone?" His voice was raised, but not much. He looked like he was struggling with something. "Sorry it's none of my business."And just like that he walked away.
Ginny walked up and grabbed her hand. "Look don't worry about him; I will take care of it. Go your mum and dad will be wondering what happen to you." she smiled at her friend and returned to her lover and walked into the house.
Hermione looked down to see what Ginny had palmed her. It was a little vial of pink potion. When she read the label it said it was good for a month: contraception for unwanted pregnancy and sexual transmitted dieses. Her jaw dropped open. Sure she had thought about taking her and Draco's intimacy to the next level, but never did she think to get anything like this. She tucked it in her traveling coat and turned on the spot.
Her parents were great, but when they started to question her about her love life she thought that she was going to die. "Look I have a boyfriend, and I have known him since I started at Hogwarts, but really you don't have to worry." After a minute she added, "Have I ever gave you reason to worry about a boy before?" After the issue was settled they set out there cookies and milk, and went to bed.
Hermione couldn't sleep. She thought about what Ginny had given her and about Draco. She felt right with him. When they would kiss it wasn't forced or clumsy, like she had had before. Could she give him something so sacred though? He had been teaching her for a while and was always so patient besides she was not one to jump into thing and she was still young yet. She fell asleep soon thereafter and awoke to the bright sun and the voices of her loving family. She spent the day with them before getting her things together to leave, and see her soon new lover. Knowing what was coming she took the potion that Ginny gave her.
Draco walked into the Malfoy Manor; it felt cold to be here now. POP "Master is home! Would Master like Pippen to gets him somethings to drink or eat?" The little house elf took his stuff from his hand waiting for this order.
"No, where is mother? I would like to take lunch with her this afternoon, all her favorites." Draco looked around he was going to do something about the current shape of this place. As a boy, though his father loved him he had a harsh hand, so Draco loved to escape here. Every room was different, and matched that of some outlandish place in the world.
"Mistress is in the sitting room Master waiting's for you." And with a low bow popped away.
Draco walked through the house, and looked around at all of the sleeping portraits with distain. He hated what they stood for, and what he and his mother were sucked into. He walked into the room, and found his mother looking tired, yet still poised. "Mother." Was all that needed to be said before his mother rose, and pulled her only son into a hug.
"I've missed you my son; you look so well. Tell me how is Hogwarts treating now? I hope you haven't been treated to harshly for all of the past doings." He loosened her grip, and sat waiting for her to stop speaking.
"You look tired Mother, how are you?" He didn't like the dark circles under her pale eyes. He knew that she wouldn't speak of such matters with him, afraid of worrying him, so he chose to answer her.
"Hogwarts is treating me fine. As I have mentioned in my letter I wish not to marry Pansy Parkinson I want to choose my own path Mother." When she nodded he went on. "I found someone; someone that I have known for years, and was to pompous to see her for who she was. Mother it's started. How can I not hurt her, or the others that want her? I almost… Well it's Hermione Granger mother..." he didn't want to tell his mother everything, but he needed her help, and if he was to stay with Hermione then he needed to get himself under control.
"You mean that it's starting to come out? Draco you must be careful; if you two were to come together then neither of you would be able to stay apart for long my son. I have seen this first hand it will take over you. There is very little that you can do: choose her or do not claim her Draco of this I must make myself clear. You have but a choice to make, and that is yours alone, but heed my warning son do not force her or she will be forever resentful. The others that want her, if she is what they want, then you need to keep her safe or she will be forever lost to them." She looked at him waiting for everything to sink in when he nodded she went on. "Now with the unpleasantries out of the way I think we should take lunch don't you?" Narcissa rose to her fullest height, and with grace walked to the dining room with her son in tow.
After lunch the two Malfoy's played catch up, and then parted way until dinner. Draco had a lot of thinking to do. Before he knew it Pippin was in his room waking him for breakfast.
Time flew by with his mother, and though he was excited about seeing his new love he already missed his mother. They had an enchanting Christmas with one another exchanging gifts in the warmth of the fire, unlike all the years that his father had been there to look down his nose at everything that he felt unsuitable for his son. Draco got many things not just from his mother, but from those who wish to be on the receiving end of the Malfoy fortune, Pansy included. He packed his stuff, wished his mother a good New Years, and left to meet Hermione.
Draco had to go early to set up his surprise for Hermione when she got there. He made arrangements so they would not be at her second rate little rat hole, the Three Broomsticks, but staying at a posh hotel just outside of Paris; however, from their room they could see all the city lights.
He saw Hermione right as she appeared out of thin air. "Your early that eager to see me?" He pulled her into a heated kiss. Though it had been days since he had last seen her it felt longer. "Come on I have a surprise for you, but you have to wear this." He handed her a black blindfold. She looked at him like he was mad, but pulled the blindfold of her eyes anyway. "Hold on to me we are going to apparate okay."
With a tug behind her navel was pulled back, and in seconds landed on soft carpet? When Draco pulled the blindfold off she was amazed. The room was large, and had a beautiful maroon rug that matched the comforter on the bed. The walls were a shade deeper in color, and had a golden trim bordering the walls. The bed was huge, and could easily fit five people in it. There was a sitting room and kitchenette along with a washroom complete with bath, shower, and hot tub. The window was the length of half the room and she could see the city just beyond, though, she had no idea which it was. "Draco this is amazing. Where are we?" She leaned back into his frame as he held her.
He whispered in her ear, "The city of love, Princess." then tugged on her earlobe with his teeth. He knew what his mother said was serious, yet he couldn't help but feel the pull to her. He wanted her! It had been too long since he could smell her sweetness or touch her soft lips. He knew that he was in trouble, but when she shuttered against him he knew that she wanted him right now too. "I missed you." he said while turning her around. His lips engulfed hers, and he pulled her to the bed. He started to pull off the layers of her clothes: scarf, jacket, jumper, pants. Watching her jerk slightly when he would graze her skin he rid her of all but her undergarments. He pulled off his clothes as they kissed. He started to trail kisses down her neck to her collar bone, and dip down between her breasts. He moved her bra, and latched onto her nipple sucking and pulling gentle.
"Oh Draco I've missed you too. Oh god that fells…" he held her hand firm on the back of his head even when he started to move down her body with his tongue. He hooked his fingers in her panties and started to pull them down. He was greeted with her soft brown curls dampened by her need.
"Say it's okay to taste you again…" Draco's need for her was unruly. He was trying to hold back from her, but he wanted her so much. Just a taste He told himself, and then he would be alright. With a slightly nod from his soon to be lover his tongue dipped in her slit while bringing her leg over his shoulder. Slowly he brought his tongue up and down before circling her nub with the tip. He sucked lightly and gripped tighter on her hips almost trying to merge their bodies as one.
"God Draco it feels… so…" the rest of her sentence was lost in her moans taking over. Unknown to her, her fingers found Draco's silken hair and entangled themselves. Hermione had never felt more alive than right now. As Draco added his fingers to rub up and down Hermione's eyes shut tight and, while arching her back her body felt on fire. Hermione felt Draco's name rip from her throat, and could fell the rush of her juices erupting out of her.
Draco was almost out of control. His tongue had made its way down to her opening and dipped into her hot center. He knew she was getting close her fluids were starting to leak out and her moans were become louder. With a few more passes he lapped up her juice that rushed out. She tasted as sweet as she smelled. Knowing he had to stop at some point he sighed and rose back up to kiss her. He was taken back, however, when she glued her mouth to him after licking her own juice off of him. This however made his manhood that was already pulsing almost unbearable. Looking down at her he couldn't help but think of her lips wrapping around him, or worse him taking her right now. Before any of this transpired he pulled her off the bed. "I have plans for us today. I'm going to shower; get ready for a time you will never forget." He smiled and rushed away.
He striped the rest of his clothes and got into the steamy stream of water. He wrapped his hand around his rock hard member and pumped vigorously. God it took everything to hold back in there. He had never wanted anyone else more then he wanted her. Her perky soft breast, tiny waist, and her shapely backside were all he could think about right now. She had the body of a goddess. He leaned his head on his hand that he placed on the smooth tiles of the wall; he was getting close. His breathing was starting to get labored, and just then he spilled his seed down the drain thinking of her moaning under him. He needed to get a hold of himself. The need for Hermione was so over powering though. With a sigh he finished his shower and dressed. He was going to take her site seeing both muggle and Wizarding then he set up a romantic dinner.
Hermione didn't know where they were going, so she dresses in a blue sweater, jeans, and comfy boots. She pulled her hair back in a pony tail and grabbed her light gold earrings.
Draco entered the room, "Are you ready for an unforgettable day, Princess?" He grabbed her hand, and they apparated away. The day and most of the night had left them in a flash after a bit of site seeing, lunch and museums that Hermione wanted to see, it was time for Draco's second surprise.
"So where are you taking me for dinner then?" Hermione had been trying to get it out of him all day, but he wouldn't budge. All she knew was she needed to dress up. So she picked a black sequenced dress that v-ed down in the front with a zipper that was the length of the front. She accompanied it with a pair of black heels.
Draco smirked again, "You will see soon enough now are you ready?" He pulled her into a tight hug, and took them to their dinner. The apparated in an alley that would lead them to Le Meurice- one of the top restaurants in Paris, and he reserved them a privet booth.
This had been one of Hermione's dream places to come with her parents when on holiday, but it was far to expensive for them; how in the world had Draco not only got a reservation, but got the muggle money to pay for it? "Wow Draco this is… I've wanted to come here since I was nine."
Draco knew she would like it. "I know" before she could ask he answered "I have my ways." They walked in hand in hand. Draco was not disappointed when he seen Hermione's face light up.
Hermione walked in and was nothing short of amazed. The ceiling was vaulted high. The overall colors were black and white with a bronze linking the two a perfect match for her and Draco: the light and dark sides come together in the middle. All of the tables where round, and covered all around while crystal chandeliers hung wantonly. The smells that were rushing in around her were hypnotic. They went to the one and only booth in the place and looked over the menu "Draco I think that you really over did it this time."
After sharing the best meal of her life they left and went back to their room. "Well Princess what did you think of our first day and night in Paris?"
"Well I don't think that it is over yet I have a present for you." she went to her things and pulled out a small bag that held both Draco's gifts. "I hope you like them it's not much, but well here just look yourself." She smiled and handed over the bag.
"You didn't have to do this. I know that you weren't to open to the idea of swapping gifts." Draco smiled at the thought of her trying to think of what to get him; someone who could get anything he wanted. He opened the larger of the two and found a box of his favorite chocolates. Of course she would think to give him a box just as he gave her. Unwrapping the second he found an old tattered bracelet: it was brownish and tan with a red rope around it and a dragon stone on it. For some reason it seemed familiar and when he ran his hands over it he had a tingling sensation. Something else was he needed Hermione, and now; the need for her was so intense he had to shut his eyes for a minute or two. He forced himself to focus while pulling on the bracelet, and rummage through his own things to get her item. He had the necklace, and thought that he would buy her something when they were out since she had refused to tell him what she wanted. He gave her a swift kiss before handing over hers. "I love them I'm not sure why you got the bracelet, but it's perfect. Thank you."
Hermione was beaming she was worried about him liking it, but wanted to get it for him anyways. She unwrapped her present that she didn't really want, but didn't want to hurt his feelings. With a small gasp she pulled the beautiful necklace out of its box. "Draco it's beautiful! Where did you find it?"
"Well this is not just any necklace. When you wear is you can call on me, and I will be able to find you no matter where you are. I wanted to give you something that would always remind you that I will always be there for you. Well now I think that this is a perfect end to the night. Don't you?"
Hermione pulled him into her and brought her lips to his ear, "I think that this night is far from over." and kissed him. She explored him with her tongue, and then they would switches. Her arms came around his neck pulling him down to her.
Draco deepened the kiss. He had been waiting for this since this afternoon when they left things… unfinished. His hands traced down her curves to her hips rubbing her on him. The urge to claim her was rearing again, but he knew this would be coming and held himself back. What came out of her mouth however sent him over the edge.
"Draco I think it's time we take this to the next level. I'm ready." She was starting to shake, but she had been preparing herself for this for a while, and wanted to wait for holiday to share this with him.
"Hermione are you sure I mean I want this to be special for you, and I really want you to be sure. I would hate for you to regret this in the morning." Draco knew that if she pushed the issue that he would cave, and that would be it for them; he would claim her when he broke her hymen, and the first step would be complete. He didn't want to do this to her before she was ready, and to be ready he would have to tell her which he had no intention of doing. The dilemma was that he did want her. Not just physically, but he wanted to have her all of her.
She looked at Draco. "Yes I am ready. Draco I have thought about this, and I want you. Now." She pulled him to her once more.
That is when Draco knew that he was lost to her. He pulled her in the direction of the bed slowly. He started to take layers of clothes off as she undid her zipper on her dress never breaking their kiss. When they were totally nude he pulled her to the middle of the bed. He lowered his mouth to her bottom lips and ran his tongue up her. She was wet, and her scent was pulling him in even more.
Draco wasn't holding back and Hermione found her hands in his hair moving with the motions of his head. "Oh gods Draco Gods!" She felt her body taking over and her hips stared to grinding themselves on him. She was already getting close. Draco slid his tongue into her, and could felt her slick walls contracting around him. Moving in and out she shuttered under him, and she found her release.
Rising up Draco positioned himself at her entrance. He had only taken one others virginity, and it was his once before intended. He didn't want to have to deal with the emotional attachment that would come with it, but with Hermione he seemed to be throwing all caution to the wind. "I know I keep asking, but you're sure about this? I mean you can never have this back."
"I want you to have this Draco. I'm your take me." Hermione looked into his silver pools, and knew that this is what she wanted. The damn with caution for once she was taking what she wanted; what would make her happy.
"This is going to hurt at first, but I promise it won't last long." He smiled at her, and bent his lips to hers. Before entering her he pulsed his aura around her so that she would have more pleasure. Pushing his body up slightly not breaking the kiss he plunged into her ripping her hymen, and claim her as his at last. He caught her whimpers in his mouth, but had stopped moving for several minutes. "I'm going to start moving now." Slowly he pulled back until just his tip was in her then pushed as slowly back in.
Hermione's body was growing to relax and accommodate his large size after a dozen more passes. He seemed to stretch her further then she thought possible. As he push in and out of her the pain subsided and the pleasure started to pick up. She let out a low moan encouraging him on.
Draco was trying to move slowly because he didn't want to hurt her, but she felt so good. Not able to help himself he sat up he grabbed her hips and started a faster rhythm. "Gods Princess you fell like heaven." He would have sworn that silk had encircled around his dick. He was close, but he wanted to make sure that she was ready too. He grabbed her hips harder, and started thrusting into her harder and faster. He could tell by her moaning that she was on the brink again. "Take me Princess." he moaned.
Hermione could barely register what he was saying; she felt her body arch up again in pure pleasure and screamed out his name. Just as she finished she felt his hot seed coat her inner walls where she was still pulsing. Draco fell forward without putting any of his weight on her, but before he could say anything he glued her mouth to his. "I love you Draco." She kissed him again, and could fell him harden inside of her again.
"I love you too. I want you again, but I don't want to hurt you." Draco could fell himself growing harder as the seconds went by. Before he could pull out however he felt her turn them and she sat on him slowly rocking her hips.
"Teach me." Her eyes were lit with excitement.
"I don't want to hurt you ah…" She had rocked her hips again, and he knew that she was not going to stop. "I think that you know what you are doing." He moaned again as she moved her hips, but this time she didn't stop. She started to move her hips in a circular motion, and threw her head back. Draco grabbed her hips and rocked her harder and rising his own, so he was embedded to the hilt in her. He bounced her up and down while watching her beautiful young body. She was amazing, and she was to be his forever. That thought made him lose it, but thankfully she was right behind him, and cried out his name. She all but collapsed on him after her wave of pleasure was gone. Draco shifted out of her and pulled her to him side. "I love you princess. Thank you." Draco kissed her just before she drifted off to sleep.
She knew that she was going to be very sore in the morning; she could feel it now, but she knew that it was worth it and fell asleep in the arms of the man that she loved. Hermione woke in the morning, and felt a little stiff. She wanted a hot shower to wash the sex off of her. She had one problem though; Draco's arm was snaked around her. Every time she tried to wiggle out she would get pulled back to him. Finally when she got away, nearly falling on the floor, she made her way to the shower and turned it on. She still couldn't believe that she was here is Paris with someone that she once thought of as her enemy, and that she had fallen so head over hills in love with so fast. The soreness was starting to fade with the hot water. She was just washing out her hair out then she felt a pair of strong arms around her.
"Hey beautiful why didn't you wake me? I would have joined you sooner." Draco took in her body, and he wanted to worship it. He needed to get his emotions in check because he would not let them run wild with him, and he would be damned if her become obsessed with her as so many had to done before him with his little "problem" and hurt her. "Are you to sore to…" Hermione had her mouth on his before he could finish the sentence.
Hermione took him in her mouth before he pushed her against the wall, and entered her from behind. Draco had one hand on her flat stomach and the other was playing with her perfect tits. He pumped into her over and over, but this time he whispered in her ear. Draco pumped until his legs burned and still he kept going begging her to let go for him. As soon as he felt her walls constrict around his rock hard steel he lathered her insides with his hot seed again. Draco kissed down her neck and sucked harder on her neck where her previous purple blotch was. After they finished rewashing they dressed and set out for their day.
Their time together seemed to speed up. They would spend days basking in the life of France, and nights were spend lavishing one another's bodies. They couldn't seem to get enough of each other; however, as the time went on they seem to spend more time in the room than out and about.
They apparated back to Hogsmead sooner than they liked, and waited for the carriage, that they took alone, so that could have every last minute they could together. Taking Hermione with his mouth their ride back was quiet enjoyable. When they got out they walked hand in hand to their common room. That night Hermione caught up with everyone on what she had missed at the Burrow, including the newly engaged couple that was in her mitts. Ginny showed her a beautiful snowflake diamond ring with a big ruby right in the center. It was Harry's mothers, and it had been pasted from the Potters for many generations. Ginny seemed to glow! Neville also had good news; he and Luna Lovegood were together now. Soon though, they all had to head to bed having classes in the morning. Hermione and Draco walked back to his room, he swore his bed was not only softer but bigger, and lay down.
"Princess, when do you see yourself getting married?" Draco couldn't help but feel a little jealous that Potter and the She-Weasel were engaged. He knew that it was much too soon for anything like that between the two of them, but at the same time he had claimed her and would forever be bond to her, and she to him.
Hermione had a feeling that his mind had wondered this way. When she and Ginny were squalling about her good news Draco slid a mask of indifference in place, but she seen him glance down at her friends ring many times tonight. "Well I mean I never really thought of it. I guess after I finished school; I want to go to school after this, so I can do something that will help our world mend. I know that one day I want a family I just don't know when. What about you?"
"Well I always wanted to travel a bit before settling down. My marriage was always arranged as you remember, and I wanted to spend as much time away from her as I could, but that's not a problem now. I have to take over my father's business, but I to want a family. I think that I would still want to travel, though, I have changed how I would travel." He hugged her tighter, and kissed her on her shoulder. He could tell that Hermione was spent, and didn't want her to be up all night because she would be cranky in the morning. "Good night love."
"Night Draco." Hermione drifted off into one crazy dream. When she woke up she remembered pieces of her dream, but not much: a dragon, a long dark pathway and the feeling of betrayal. She knew that if she was still in divination she would have it chalked up to being doomed or grave danger or some rubbish and laughed it off. She headed to her room for a shower, and to change into her dress robes for school.
Hermione had to get use to her new schedule, and was pleased that everything that she had read in her books was going right along with her classes. She was also pleased that Draco had the same classes seeing how he was second to her educationally level at the least.
Draco led her out of their last class of the day their first day back, and pulled her toward the Astronomy Tower. They stopped when they reached the top of the stair case, and he turned on her capturing her mouth. He pulled her to the rail, so high up, and balanced her on the edge. Unzipping his pants, and pulling her panties to the side; he entered her without any other warning. Wrapping his arms around her waist he pounded into her. "For Slytherin sakes I have wanted you all day Princess." He groaned.
Hermione was lost to him. The wind whipped around them in a winter frenzy, but they were both unbothered by it. Hermione was taken back at first, but was now on the brink of her orgasm. "Faster Draco Please!" She was almost in tears with want when he gave into her. Faster and hard he went burying himself to the hilt pulling almost all the way out then shoving back into her. Hermione let herself go.
Draco felt her walls close around him and drag him further into her. She was leaking so much that his boxers were now coated with her warm juices. With a handful more thrust he joined her blissfully whilst panting her name. He slowly pulled out though he did not wanting to disconnect their bodies. They stayed like that for a while not wanting to let go, but soon the wind started to get persistent. "Princess let's get you inside before you freeze your bits off." He pulled her off the rail and cleaning them both with his wand. He held her hand through the castle ending the day on a very high note.
Weeks passed and the couple was looked out as a power force. Not only did they 'look good together', but they were the epitome of unity that the school needed the Slytherin and the Gryffindor. Sure they had their spats though Hermione looked at it as her being right and Draco not know the truth if it bit him in the… well she knew she was right and he wasn't on any case. (Draco would give her a few hours at the most a day to cool off before he was welcomed back into her good graces.)
They also still had many people who looked down on their relationship though because of whom they were: Hermione a war hero and Draco an ex-Death Eater/pureblood.
"Hermione what do you want for Valentine's Day? I've been thinking about it, and maybe we could leave I mean it is on a weekend, and I think that we should have some time alone don't you?" Draco looked hopeful, but knew that they had some exam that would fall on the Monday that followed.
"You know we can't I will be studying all weekend besides you know what my thoughts are on the 'holiday'. Saying that you love someone is supposed to be on your time not because everyone in the bloody school thinks that you should. Besides I thought that we could go somewhere after our tests. I am almost done with this though if you would like to sneak off for a stroll." Hermione talked and edited her essay that was due at beginning of the following week.
Draco smirked of course she thought such a holiday would be frivolous. "Well I don't see anything wrong with that. I think that I can finish this up tomorrow anyways." He excused himself to his room to change into something a little warmer.
By the time he returned to her room, Hermione had time to finish her essay and get ready herself. "I swear Draco sometimes you take longer than a girl to get ready."
"You know I have to look my best I am a Malfoy after all." He was half kidding he loved to get her riled up, but he did have some morals of being a Malfoy that were instilled into him for life. "Are you ready to go Princess?"
They started out walking around the castle, but found their way to the grounds, and out to the Quidditch Pitch. "Draco I know that you wanted to travel and you said that your plans are not absolute, but where are we going to be after this I mean I don't want you to feel I am holding you back. I also don't want you to think you are going to hold me back I have my plans to go to school. I want to do something good for our world. Where do you think this is going to leave us?" Hermione had been worried that things would get strained between them, so she plucked up the courage to bring it up, so that she could stop being so overwhelmed by it.
"Just because you are in school doesn't mean that we can't be together; I want you to know that right now. Beside you can go to school and we can still travel together on weekends without exams. I'm sure that my mother will want to slowly start making my presence known to those in the company as well. I will have to start joining her for the balls, and I will have to check in every so often so they know that though my father is not with our family, it will be I that take over once my mother sees fit. I am sure that I will need to take classes too, so that I will not look like I know nothing. Being a Malfoy is not all what it seems we have a guideline that we do have to follow." They were sitting with one leg on each side of the bench and Hermione's back to him as he held her.
"Those guidelines they also include you marrying a pureblood; someone like yourself. What is your mother going to think of us now? I mean will she see me as nothing more than a mudblood trying to get her claws into you, or did you tell her that it was me that you left your 'arrangement' for?" Hermione felt bitter even having to mention it.
"Never call yourself that! My mother is while aware of whom you are and I can assure you that this is not going be a problem. Like I said they are guidelines not rules. My mother doesn't hold all the same principles as my father. She truly lied somewhere in the middle of her sisters; Aunt Bella being a pureblood insane driven witch and Aunt Andromeda being a muggle loving kind hearted witch. Besides I want everyone to know who I am with. Who I love." With that their conversation took a lighter note which morphed into something more physical. Before they knew it they had a repeat of the Astronomy Tower. Feeling like hearted the laughed back to the common room and disappeared into Draco's room.
Teddy's POV
"Pans I thought that you were going to fix this little problem of ours. I can't get close without him knowing, but you, well, they will think you're still holding on. Have you even thought of a plan?" Teddy was starting to get impatience with the whole damn situation. He could smell Draco all over her, and it was driving him mad! He wanted her in his bed at night.
"I know what I am going to do. Don't rush me or I will blow the little whistle on you." Pansy walked over to him and wrapped her arm around his neck and whispered, "I know how much you… want the little mudblood. How you want to fuck her up against the wall whilst she screams YOUR name and scratches YOUR back all up with her pretty little fingers, but if you hound me about it again you will NEVER have it got it!"
Grabbing a fist full of her hair he laid down his own rules. "Let me tell you I could very well do the same, and let us not forget that you lost your meal ticket, and now has to try to come up with someone to marry before it's your twice removed cousin that has been itching to get at you and your pretty little tits that you love to thrust at every passing dick that has money. I bet you would even go for Potty if you thought that he would give you a second look. Do what you were meant for in the beginning or I will make sure that your cousin gets first grabs." He threw her head back. "Get to work." He walked to room to use another one of the Weasley's blasted daydream concoction and wank to the girl that should have been his.
Normal POV!
Hermione and Draco had spent all day together. It was February 13th and Draco surprised Hermione with a special non-Valentine's Day day. They had brunch and gifts including the best massage of her life, and had just finished dinner, and some wonderful alone time thanks to the room of requirement. (Hermione was surprise to find that it did work after the horrendous fire that seemed so far away now.) They walked back to Draco's room well after midnight.
"I'm going to get us some champagne to finish off tonight perfectly. Maybe we can go for round two after." Hermione was feeling frisky, and she didn't know why. Draco seemed so much more appealing. It was weird the longer that they were together the more it seemed she couldn't take her hands off of him.
"I think that is a perfect idea." Giving her a lasting kiss before he let her go. He had been unable to keep his sexual aura off of her, and with each time he used his power on her it seemed to get stronger. His need for her was also stronger than ever. When he wasn't with her he felt the need to be with her. Classes were even becoming bothersome to him. He felt the need to claim her all the time. He knew that until every step was complete he would feel lost without her; however, he could not complete the second step without her knowing. It was said to be a gift from the earliest of witches and wizards. For having been pureblood without blunders in your line they would get stronger. Each person would have a mate that would match them perfectly. They had also found that even if someone was not of pureblood, but were perfectly matched then the issue would over looked and never thought of a said blunder. There were not many families that had been true to this, and thus it was dying out. The Malfoy's, and the Nott's, were some of the few families that were still going strong. He would not force Hermione to bond with him for life if she didn't want to though he has started the process forever tying them together. He knew that he was selfish, but he truly did love her. He would be with her at all cost, and he decided that after Hogwarts he would be asking for her hand.
While he was in deep thought and eyes closed Pansy walked over to her ex lover not caring that he was still dating the mudblood, and straddled him. Before he could push her off she had wrapped her arms around his neck, and was kissing him. "See I knew that you missed me too. You will never be able to stay away from me for long."
Before Draco even opened his eyes he heard her voice, and felt her pain. "Well I know that I will be able too." Hermione walked in to Draco's room and felt cold. Her voice was so low and monotone that it even frightened her. At the sound of her Pansy uncharacteristically jumped up. "Well I won't ruin any more of your night." She made to walk out.
"Wait you can't just leave this slag threw herself on me! You know I wouldn't cheat on you. We had a deal you said that you would try this with me; believe me like I believed you." Draco was livid but dare not touch her. He had never seen her like this. She was different, dangerous. "Pansy TELL HER!" but this was the wrong thing to say.
Pansy smirked, and attempted to tell Hermione just what they were doing. She got out, "we were about to sha AHHHH…" the lights started to flicker, and her head felt like it was going to explode. She fell to the ground and her nose started to bleed.
Hermione could feel her magic flowing through her and the bottle that she held shatter, but she couldn't stop. It was very dangerous for anyone to perform raw magic without a wand. "HERMIONE STOP YOU'LL KILL HER!" Draco was pulling on her arm. Her focus shifted to him, and Draco could feel the same pain that Pansy was going through, the same pain Hermione was feeling; his heart ached and head felt like it was going to burst open.
At all the commotion in the next room Harry ran out with his wand ready to protect his true home once again. When he took in the sight before him he ran to Hermione; he needed to calm her down. "'Mione look at me…" When Hermione's eyes connected with Harry's bright green eyes the lights went back to normal and Malfoy and Parkinson lay out on the floor bleeding and panting. "Come with me you need rest. At the very least you need to be away from them." he finished knowing she was going to argue. Without a word she walked straight to Harry's room. "I told you Malfoy you shouldn't have messed with her. This doesn't end here."
Harry walked to his room and Hermione was curled up in a little ball on his bed. "Do you want to tell me why the hell you felt the need to put yourself in danger like that? You know if you can't control your magic then it will hurt you." He thought about Albus Dumbledore's poor sister. He heard her stifle a cry and move to her to rubbed her back. "I'm sorry 'Mione I didn't mean to yell at you I was just worried is all."
"Harry they were kissing right there on his bed; they wanted me to see. I don't know what happened I've never done that before. Something in me felt like it snapped and I and I… Oh god Harry did I hurt them? Even if they were… I would never hurt them like that. Harry if you hadn't come I think I could have really killed them. Why?" Hermione, miss know it all, didn't have the answer and that scared her. "I have to find out why. I mean it shouldn't be like this. I over reacted, and I feel like I lost myself."
As worried as Harry was, he knew that she was going to be up very late that night. "I'll come with you." When she looked up at him confused he said, "To the library of course." and grinned.
He was right; they were in the library until 7 am and she still hadn't found anything solid. She was at her wits end and about to as Professor McGonagall to see if she could speak with the painting of Professor Dumbledore. "If you do then you would have to tell her what you did. As much as we respect her, but I think we should keep what happened closed lips for now." Harry knew firsthand what it was like when people would stare at you thinking you were crazy, and that was the last thing that he wanted for his best friend. "I think we should get an early breakfast, and then sleep some today; we have class tomorrow. I still have to finish my transfiguration essay unless you want to do it… okay okay I will do it. Besides it is nearly done." Harry had been studying with Ginny lately and surprisingly enough she was a pretty good student, but still no Hermione, so when she could look over his work he was grateful.
"I think your right. I think after some sleep I will be able to focus better." She pulled all of her notes of possibilities together, and they were going to grab some finger foods and walked back.
"I've waited all night I want to talk to you." Draco noticed that Hermione's eyes were still red rimmed and had deep black circles around them. She looked stressed and almost sketchy like a cat. "I need to explain." He hated seeing her like this, and even more hated that she was feeling so hurt, and uncertain of him.
Harry stepped in front of her, "I told you I was fine with this as long as Hermione was happy, but that's over Malfoy leave her alone or you will not just have her to deal with."
Hermione knew that she was going to have to deal with this sooner or later. "Harry it's okay if I do this now I won't have to deal with it later, but thank you." she turned her cold eyes to Draco and for some reason her voice dropped back down to the monotone it had the night pervious; almost as if something had died in her. "I don't want to hear anymore lies. I can only imagine how long I have been the butt of your little joke. You know Draco I thought that you were different. I think that you wanted me." She could fell herself breaking down. She loved him and she knew that this was nothing more than a rouse to him now. She turned to leave. She wanted to think about the offer that McGonagall gave them all in her letter in asking them all back. Hermione was going to sleep on it before she decided; after all it was life altering. Hogwarts was her home. Taking her N.E.W.T's early, and leaving would be hard; could she do it?
Draco wouldn't let this end not here. This is the one that he love he had claimed her! How could she leave him? He was so anger he pulsed his magical aura into her: pure, raw, sexual need. He didn't know how, but she didn't so much as turn to face him. "Hermione! GRANGER you swore that you wouldn't give up like this! You have no idea of what you are doing. Please… don't do this to us." At that exact moment he heard her door click shut. He would give her time to sleep and to cool off before trying again because he would not accept this as being the end. He went to his room to start the end of Pansy Parkinson. First he started the letters then he would start calling in some of the favors that was due back to him. He knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep so he took went to take some of his frustration out on the Quidditch field.
Hermione woke with a start. It was dark outside. She got up and packed everything in her room she would no longer stay at Hogwarts she was going to her new home; L'Università di Wizarding Italiana- the Italian Wizarding University. This was her own damn Valentine's day gift! Even if she didn't celebrate the holiday she thought she could spare one gift for herself. When she woke she didn't know what had come over her, but she felt a pull to Italy and knew it was right for her. Last night she felt a pull to Draco that was stronger than all others. She nearly gave in, but they very thought of him and his ex-girlfriend was enough to keep her from going to him.
She went and spoke to the headmistress taking her exams immediately. She wanted to go without commotion, but she knew that she had to say good bye to Harry, Ginny, and Neville. Knocking on Neville's door first she gave him a hug and no reason as to leaving, but that she was going to start her new school within the next week. Harry and Ginny were harder. When she gave them the same reason Harry knew that it was due to Draco, but didn't contradict her. They gave a tearful good-bye, and she left the castle for the last time as a student.
Draco had worn himself out pushing himself harder then he could remember. He dismounted his broom and started walking to the castle just after dawn is when he dropped to his knees. She was gone and he could feel her pain. He screamed in angst. Why would she leave him like this? They were supposed to be together forever! They loved each other. He picked himself up and ran to Professor McGonagall's office. "Where is she? Where the hell is Granger?" Draco paced the office like a wild cat about to pounce on her if she dare lie to him.
"Mr. Malfoy I am afraid that she left this morning in a rush. She took her N.E.W.T's; she won't be returning. I'm sorry, but I am not sure where she is heading to."She looked at him with pity-filled eyes. "How did you know… unless Godric Mr. Malfoy did you… are you…"
"Yes Professor she is mine. I claimed her." Draco was in pain "I need to go home for the day. I will be back. I will need the Floo network connected to my house immediately."
She looked at him aghast. "Yes Mr. Malfoy I think that would be for the best." With a wave of her wand it was done and she watched as Draco stepped into the fire place and green flames engulfed him.
A/N
Well that is that! The end of another chapter… Sorry it took so long. Between research papers, finals, and the holidays I was a bit busy. I have added more photos to my photobucket. And I truly hope that you enjoyed it let me know!
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