Chapter 21: Completed And Reposte
AN/: Over 49,000 views! WOW! Thank you so much x Also I'm sorry about the whole self conscious thing in my last author's note but I am in fact insecure about my writing. It's one of the reasons I post anonymously online and why I feel reviews and positive or negative feedback is so important. I am self critical but I think that it only leads to you trying to achieve your best in whatever you do. Word for the wise: Chapter 20 might be better if you all check out Eric Clapton, Van Morrison and Tom Felton songs all on YouTube, if you've never heard any before. Even if I've know the song and I'm reading a songfic I always end up listening to the song again anyway because I just get a better feel of whatever the author is trying to portray x So there is more on the tat in this chapter...I'm a huge Lost fan and part of my inspiration for this story comes from Jack's tattoos, I'm just mentioning this because I can't take credit for all the ideas. I hope you enjoy. Xxx PS I'm soooooo incredibly tired that I couldn't even be bother to spell/grammar/plot check this chapter so sorry, I might do it another time when I get the chance, didn't want to keep you waiting...
ALSO... Phuket (pronounced 'pooket')
Achara (pronounced 'eye-kar-ra')
Saeng Som (pronounced 'sang-som')
Chapter 21 : The Princesses Of Phuket
When Draco awoke a few hours later he knew something was amiss. He felt exhausted.
Fuck! Why does my arse ache so effing much? He groaned. His eyes still closed. Draco tried to shift his position to get rid of some of the numbness that was starting to creep up his butt, but he found it rather hard as he suddenly realised there was an odd weight pressing down on his body. When he concentrated harder, still half asleep with dreary eyes, Draco felt a wetness on his lower pelvis and when he opened his eyes to discover what the strange yet comfortable feeling was, it all came flooding back to him.
The tattoo. Oh, fuck me! I just had mind-blowing sex...possibly the best in my life...with..with...well shit. I JUST SHAGGED HERMIONE GRANGER! Draco jumped slightly, out of shock. His jolt caused the slumbering beauty on his chest to stir, she moaned and sighed deeply. Her nose nuzzled into his chest and as she drew in a long breath, her back arched, pushing her breasts further into Draco's sculpted torso, suddenly making him all too away of how naked they actually were.
"Bugger." He whispered out load in a throaty, morning voice, his cock not so soft anymore. Then Draco grinned, he noticed the fairly deep, red, bold, single scratch marks that ran down his alabaster chest. Smirking, Draco somewhat sung in his head Granger was definitely not a virgin... His grin turned into a smirk at some point before he moved again.
Somewhere during their sleep, Draco's member had slid out of Hermione. I don't remember not being inside of her, Draco pondered, happily. The wetness on his right hip was created by their combined juices that were pooling out from between Hermione's legs which were wrapped firmly around Draco's strong hips. All Draco could think was, if I tilted my hips a fraction and moved Hermione around slightly, I could be right back inside of her, right where I belong...and it's not like she needs any lube. He smirked. So that's what Draco did, his large, warm hands rested on her hips.
As soon as he entered from beneath her, Hermione gasped along with Draco, a low moan escaped her lips and then her eyes fluttered open, blinking away the remains of sleep, her deep pools of ember gazed up at him. What a sight, Draco's internal voice sighed. The force of his second thrust had pushed her upwards, closer to his face and when she gasped her open mouth was pressed just to the right of his. When she opened her eyes fully and pushed herself up more to see him, her arms either side of Draco's head, their noses were almost touching. They were both silent for a moment, breathing heavily as Hermione stared down at her recent lover. Wonder filled her amber orbs.
Draco gazed up at the goddess looking down on him, somewhere down the line her wild hair had come loose from its already messy bun and was now hanging down over one of her shoulders and some long strands were tickling his collar bone and cheek.
How did it take me so long to get to this point? She's remarkable...why...in Merlin's bloody name, is this the first time, after seven wasted years, that I have ever seen her like this before? Why the fuck, haven't I ever been with her like...this... before? Draco marvelled at Hermione and cursed himself for not getting to know her sooner. Does she regret it? He was suddenly very worried. She hadn't said anything for a few seconds. If she regrets it then I don't know what I'll do...I'll be lost...yeah...oh bloody hell...I'm lost without Hermione Granger! Draco's eyes were flicking to every single section of Hermione's face, absorbing every detail, waiting for her to say something...anything. All the while silently fretting like a whimpering Hufflepuff, terrified that he wouldn't like whatever she said.
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She didn't exactly speak...at first. I mean... Draco certainly didn't complain. Hermione looked at him, waiting for something on Draco's face to change. Then, she smirked and bit her lip as he groaned and looked at her with a shocked yet proud expression.
Hermione Granger looked at Draco's silver eyes and then down to where they were joined at the hips and back up at Draco. He saw all of this and was definitely turned on but still confused. He certainly was not prepared for when Hermione started, purposefully, clenching her inner walls down, around him.
Draco had honestly expected her to be pissed when he rammed into her whilst she was still asleep...it was Hermione Granger, for crap's sake. What Draco didn't realise was, he still didn't really know who Hermione Granger actually was, just as she didn't know exactly who Draco Malfoy was either...not entirely anyway.
"Trust a Slytherin to bone a girl while she's still sleeping..." Hermione smiled.
"I couldn't help myself." Draco grinned as he stroked her soft, rosy cheek and when she kissed him, he took the opportunity to roll them over. She squealed and laughed.
"Oh yes, I forgot you like being...in control." She mocked him, referring back to their conversation they had had about Draco and 'Pansy the Dom of Hogwarts'. He laughed as well.
"Most of the time. Yes." Draco started to places soft kisses along her neck. "But I'll be honest..." Kiss. "I kind of liked it..." Kiss. "Having you on top of me." Kiss. "Only you though Granger..." He made clear, looking down on her, his large form surrounding her. They smiled.
"Really?"
"You're the only person who's ever managed to keep me inline outside of the bedroom so it only makes sense..." Draco trailed off. They were both grinning like a couple of shot foxes. Then Draco bucked his hips slightly, earning a moan from Hermione.
"Mmmm...I never knew you were..." Gasp. "...such a logical person Malfoy."
"Mmmnnnm me either." He managed, still rocking and grinding into her. She felt amazing, inside and out. Her skin was so soft.
Sometimes slow and steady wins the race... Draco thought. ..but not always ...and I do play seeker. He debated. Ultimately Draco picked up the pace, his hips gyrating against hers, thrusting into and working with Hermione's own hips to bring them both to yet another spine-tingling orgasm.
Draco shuddered with pure and utter bliss, shooting his seed into his woman. Hermione's back arched and her breasts were pushed up towards the Prince of Slytherin's face where he was still vigorously sucking on a nipple, guiding Hermione through her orgasm.
Draco's firm butt was clenched and Hermione's legs intertwined with Draco's before running them up and down the back and inside of his muscular thighs as they were both coming down from their high. All the while her toes were curled.
They collapsed a sweaty mess among Draco's green silk sheets, panting more than even Fang was capable of.
Hermione swore she could have stayed like that for a lifetime, not moving. Draco's face buried into her neck, among her curls, kissing her lightly. One of her hands massaged his scalp. Another kept running up and down the length of one side of Draco; over his butt, up his back, around his shoulder coming round to graze his nipple and pecks, then abdominals and back around again. The feeling of Hermione's fingernails running gently over his sweaty body made Draco shiver like nothing else.
Eventually, he moved so that he was lying on his right side. One of his arms was bent up below his head, acting as a pillow. His other hand drew Hermione closer to him so he could essentially spoon her but it also gave him a nice view of her tattoo. His free hand was now resting comfortably on her hip and Draco was unaware but he automatically made those small, enticing circles on her lower back with the pad of his thumb, that Hermione loved oh-so much.
"In case you missed it...I like your tattoo." Draco was grinning. Hermione snorted.
"Really? I had no idea!" She was being sarcastic.
"Don't mock me Granger. You should know better." He smiled. "It's very, very sexy Hermione." Hermione felt a knot in her chest form when Draco muttered the word 'sexy'. Now that was sexy, she thought.
"I'm glad." She smiled. Then more seriously, she said. "I'm glad you reacted the way you did." She was silent for a moment. "AND...not that I think your ego needs boosting anymore but...that was the best sex I've ever had and I've had some pretty damn good sex, Malfoy." She smiled. Draco grinned. He was doing that a lot, he didn't know it but so was Hermione. Neither of them could see each others' faces of course, he was looking at the back of her head, so they just kept on looking like a couple of goons, not caring at all.
"Really?" He teased.
"YES Draco! You egotistical prick, it was a mind-blowing fuck okay?!" She turned slightly and then looked away again. He was laughing.
"More than okay." Draco said seriously. "It was the best sex I've ever had too..." He leant down and pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
"You're just saying that." Hermione wasn't sure if she was annoyed or flattered that he cared enough to lying for her.
"I am most certainly NOT lying! ...Hermione? Think like me for a sec yeah? You know...logically." She smiled. " I shagged you senseless, up against a wall because it was the first thing I saw...You made me so crazy that I failed to think of the perfectly good bed that was closer, right next to me, comfortable and made for the very purpose of shagging! I am not lying, Granger. You're the best sex I've ever had." Draco reassured her sweetly, whilst running his index finger up and down the spine of the dragon tattoo. It seemed to like it because it appeared to be...purring? Is that the right word for a dragon?
"That does seem...logical." She smiled. "I believe you, Draco."
"Good. Now damn it! Roll over and look at me so you can give your delicious boyfriend a kiss." They both smiled, Hermione rolled over.
"Boyfriend, huh?!" She grinned, pretending to tease him, when in reality her heart was swelling to the size of the moon.
"Yes." Draco replied, without hesitation. That's when he kissed her. It was short and sweet. Hermione was running her hands over his chest again for a time before noticing the raised lines and looked down.
"Oh my god! Holy fuck, Draco! Did I do that? I didn't even realise...I'm so sorry..." Hermione was shocked at herself and immediately shot up. When had that happened? She thought, her hands covering her mouth. "Are you okay?" She asked him with tears in her eyes, looking at the red scratches on his shoulders and chest.
"Are you kidding, Granger? I'm gonna show these babies off to Blaise as soon as I have the chance!" He grinned, no shame at all. Hermione had no idea what to say but ultimately she ended up grinning again.
"Draco...you're absolutely mad!" She smiled. "Seriously though...did I hurt you a lot?" Hermione was still concerned.
"You definitely didn't hurt me Hermione..." Draco smiled. "Now...are you going to tell me anything about this magnificent piece of artwork on your delicious back Mia because I'm rather intrigued?" He saw her nod and they laid down together once more. They were both silent for a while before the expression on Draco's face changed. "Do you know what my name means in Latin, Hermione?" What would she say to that?
After a few moments of tense silence, Draco saw Hermione nod her head to say 'yes'. Of course she does...she is the Bookworm. Hermione didn't elaborate any further but Draco knew she wouldn't leave it at that so he just let her get on with it, stroking her hips, bum and stomach as Hermione told Draco of her and Ginny's trip to Thailand.
#Start Flashback
"This is fucking crazy Hermione! Wooohoooo!" Ginny screamed over the swelling beat of the music. Both girls were ecstatic.
"I know, I can't believe we never thought of this months ago!" Hermione grinned, yelling over the hectic crowds of Phuket. The air was murky and thick, you could feel the deep beat of the dance music that was seeping out of the Thai nightclubs and into the humid summer air. Hermione's and Ginny's miniskirts clung to their hot hips, their tops stuck to their perspiring skin. Ginny wore a deep green tube top and Hermione wore a blue halter waistcoat that did up at the front with buttons. Both the tops were three quarter lengths, showing of their toned stomachs. One was considerably lighter than the other, dotted with freckles, the other was tanned and sporting a moon and stars belly button ring. They were trying to make their way through the swarm of people, past the local vendors selling food, clothes and the typical crap many tourists just drank in. The two witches attempted to make their young local girl.
"You should come with me." She said, standing in front of them. Her accent was very prominent.
This woman, I should say was outstandingly beautiful. Her oriental features were perfectly in proportion. Her almond eyes were coated in a thick layer of shadowy blue eye dust. Her hair was done in a sharp bob and a bright strip of blue dye ran through her front bangs. She was tall, extremely skinny but still sexy and all together very alluring. Her outfit was much like that of Hermione's and Ginny's to cope with the tropical heat.
"I'm sorry?" Hermione said.
"Come with me." She insisted in her sweet voice, her accent was fairly heavy but her English was very good.
"We're actually on our way somewhere..." Hermione was saying, when Ginny interrupted her.
"Why should she go with you?" Ginny asked. The naturally curious redhead inside of her just wanted to leap out and ask the first thing that came to mind. The local lady grinned at this.
"You too." She was very ambiguous, they were both hooked. Ginny was slightly more enthusiastic than Hermione but that might have been due to the one Saeng Som she had had early. It was a sweetish Thai whiskey that went straight to your head. Hermione on the other hand was doing pretty good on the drinking front...she thought it was too hot to be even thinking about a hangover. That didn't mean she was a prude, she just wasn't stupid.
"And I have a gift." The mysterious woman continued.
"A gift?" Hermione was sceptical and the woman only nodded but Hermione had a tendency to listen to her gut and she seemed to like this person...whoever she was.
Ginny grinned. "We did set out this summer to..." Hermione grinned too.
"I know, I know, Gin, but first," Hermione was now speaking to the beautiful stranger. "What's your name?"
"My name is Achara." She smiled.
"Come on Gin." Hermione gave in and dragged the redhead along, following the dark haired Thai girl. "But if she is some Asian Trelawney, you are sooooo dead!" She joked.
"HA! I'd like to see you try bitch!" Ginny grinned, still a little tipsy and they disappeared among the busy crowd.
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Hermione and Ginny soon found themselves following Achara down a dark, much less crowded street. The fading noise of all the people and thumping music was fading into the background and all that could be heard was a gentle buzzing and the click of the three girls' heels on the paved road.
"This way." Achara encouraged, leading them through a door way covered in many bright drapes of orange, yellow and pink. They entered into a smoky room that smelt of incense and spices. A mix of Mandarin and Thai was written all over canvas dividers that stood about the fairly small room. Behind the largest divider were a couple of chairs and a table that held burning incense, candles, dyes and many pots and utensils. Hermione, looking around, now noticing the pictures on the wall...
"Your AMAZING gift is that you're a tattoo artist?" She was slightly disappointed despite the fact that she'd been thinking about getting a tattoo for a few years now.
"I am not a tattoo artist. I am able to see who people are and what they will be. It is not decoration, it is definition. This, this is my gift."
"So you see who people are. You can see their future?"
"Yes and I mark them."
"Ha." Her and Ginny shared a look. ASIAN TRELAWNEY! They thought both amused and terrified. "So tell me who I am." Hermione was calling her bluff, We are in a muggle city filled with tourists, people probably ate this 'tattoo gift' shit up all day and paid these local phonies big bucks to dish it up.
"I see your fate Miss Granger."
"Miss Granger?" Hermione and Ginny both gasped at the same time.
"You...what...how?"
"I have a gift."
"Yes! We've established that." Hermione was a bit annoyed; she liked knowing what was going on in a situation and at the moment she hadn't a clue...
"You know my name." She stated, more calmly and Achara nodded. "Why did you seek me out!?" Hermione was perplexed. If Trelawney was this good, I might have given this whole divination thing a bit more thought.
"Because I have something to give you that you are one day going to need very dearly. He will protect you." Achara spoke calmly.
"He? He who?" Hermione asked cautiously, her heartbeat rising for no apparent reason, or so she thought. It was more like her intuition was telling her something...
"Your dragon..." Then, Hermione swore it skipped a beat. Achara smiled and gestured to the chair in the corner of the room.
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When Hermione rose, her back tingled, in fact her whole body did. She felt different and exactly the same. When getting it done it stung slightly but nothing she couldn't handle. One of the free standing room dividers turned out to be an adjustable mirror and whilst Ginny was lying on her back in the now reclining chair having her tattoo branded onto her hip, all Hermione could do was stare and stare at the magnificent creature residing on the upper left side of her back. Why does he look so familiar? Hermione hated not knowing but she knew it was there...right on the tip of her tongue. He? He who?
It didn't dawn on her, until much later, who her dragon actually was. She had to see him in order to realise it and boy was she in for a shock.
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Eventually Ginny rose from the chair and smiled, pleased with the outcomes.
"These are way hot Herms!" She grinned, checking her and Hermione out in the mirror. "What does mine mean?" Ginny asked their new friend, gesturing to her hip tat.
Achara grinned before answering. "It is your definition. It is the ancient Chinese symbol for fire. It is you inner...and in this case outer identity as well." She said smiling at Ginny's hair. "You are brave and strong. You are a force of nature and you are a light, an illumination in the dark Ginny Weasley. You are an energy source all on your own but be careful this also means that you are capable of bringing down even the greatest of ships all on your own. Fear not though Ginerva, I can see that you will not fall down the same path as certain other's that you are close to." Achara bowed her head and smiled. So did Ginny, eventually ecstatic with her new sexy tattoo, not dwelling on the last comment too much. Anyway, it's not like she could have if she tried...she was kind of shit faced.
"Thank you Achara and there is no need to call me Ginerva, like, ever again." Even Hermione couldn't help but grin at this, who had previously been absorbed in her own thoughts of dragons with silver eyes.
"Mione?" Ginny asked. "You still on Earth Hermione? You drifted away for a sec." Gin smiled. Hermione did not reply but instead focused on the topic of her dragon again.
"You said he will protect me." Hermione's eyes didn't leave the reflection of her back whilst speaking. "Care to elaborate?" Hermione turned around now, looking Achara in the eye.
"You are unlike any other I have ever marked. Not just in the case of your tattoo, which is unique in itself but your personality is remarkable. You are a good person Hermione Granger. You and another will build bridges into the new world and it will be a safe place for you and your family to live in."
"My tattoo is different?" Hermione looked slightly worried.
"It is a gift Miss Granger. You are lucky to have him and don't be alarmed if he acts when you are in need of his help." She smiled, encouragingly.
Hermione was confused by this statement but they still nodded at each other in acceptance, all the girls hugged and then separated for what two of them thought would be forever.
#End Flashback
Draco founded it slightly more difficult to breathe after that. It was a lot to take in. We were fated to end up together?
"Wow." Draco said. Hermione just nodded in understanding. He sat up and rested his back against the headboard, the covers were pooling around his waist. Hermione sat up too, but wrapped the green silk around her and waited patiently for Draco to say something. Draco decided it suited her very well.
"You knew this was going to happen?" He asked, feeling slightly apprehensive of the answer.
"No. Not really. Achara didn't tell me your name or much of anything in fact. But when I started to put some things together I still didn't know anything about what would happen, I couldn't have even guessed." Hermione speaking so openly about everything and Draco was very grateful. Looking him in the eyes, she asked "A year ago could you have pictured me and you?"
"You have a point." Draco smiled. "You realise I have a few questions right." He laughed, understatement of the year.
"Haha, of course." Hermione was so thankful that Draco had taken it so well. She smiled and moved to sit in between Draco's legs, her back resting against his chest; the covers were all around them just like Draco was all around her.
Once Hermione had made herself comfortable she made him continue.
"Shoot."
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AN/: I hope you liked it, this chapter is a bit more tidied up now. Still rough but a little tidier, still not exactly how I wanted it x Okay...I need some help guys, I know it's been 20 something chapters and I really wanted the characters to think in their minds in this one, NOT say but THINK that they think they loved the other. But then I reminded myself in the plot it has only been like 2 days...what to do? Too soon? Reviews pleas Again it might be a while until the next update =) Love you al hope this is an improvement.