CHAPTER 7
Clear blue water, high tide came and brought you in
And I could go on and on, on and on, and I will
Skies grew darker, currents swept you out again
And you are just gone and gone, gone and gone
In silent screams and wildest dreams
I never dreamed of this
"This Love" - Ryan Adams (Originally by Taylor Swift)
*I liked this version better, song for chapter 7. Listen to it while reading :)
"Draco what are you doing here?" Hermione tried to grab her towel but she let go of it the moment her cut was in contact with the rough cotton.
"Ow.." She whimpered. A large cut was evident from the side of her hand.
Draco moved in and grabbed her towel from the floor, wrapping her in it in one swift motion. "Sit down Hermione I'll heal your cut." He removed the mess on the floor with a swish of his wand.
Holding onto her palm, he guided her to sit on the edge of the bathtub while he kneeled next to her. Tergeo. The blood was cleared and the cut was gone, her hand was as good as new.
"Why did you leave without telling me Hermione?" Draco was still holding onto her hand. He was looking at her now, the close proximity between the both of them was too close for comfort. It didn't help that Hermione was naked under the towel. She shifted uncomfortably and removed her hand from him, her thoughts going back to the conversation between Draco and Cassie. She frowned.
"What is it? Did the funeral make you upset? I'm sorry I asked you to come. I just needed a friend to be with me. Thanks for coming Hermione."
That was that word again, friends. Narcissa was wrong about her son. It's obvious he didn't want anything more with her.
Hermione took a deep breath, she can't reveal her feelings to Draco. "No it's not the funeral, I just felt a little unwell so I decided to head home. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
Draco didn't believe her, he saw the wine bottle. You wouldn't drink if you're feeling unwell right? But he decided to let it go, standing up, he offered her a hand and informed her that she should get dressed and rest if she was feeling unwell. He was about to walk out of the bathroom when he felt a hand on his arm, "Wait."
Draco turned around, Hermione's eyes were unreadable. She was thinking again. "Could you stay a while longer?" She managed to say after awhile. She didn't want him to leave.
"I.. Okay I'll stay. I'll wait for you outside while you get dressed ok?" After a hesitant pause, Hermione took a step closer to him, her hand was still on his arm. She wrapped herself around him. She ran out of words to say, so she let her heart follow through this time. "Hermione what are you - "
Then she kissed him. Softly, carefully. She would be hurt if he moved away. She was hoping he didn't. And he didn't disappoint. His acceptance gave her courage, she deepened the kiss. He could taste wine, berries and the sweet taste that's Hermione. Her chest was now against his, separated by just a towel. He moved his arm to rest on her waist and slowly he guided her out of the bathroom and towards her bed. Hermione's thoughts were going into overdrive, she was so lost.. lost in Draco.
Laying her down on the bed, he stopped the kiss and asked, "Is this part of the arrangement that you suggested earlier today?" He was still confused by what she said and her actions were proving that this arrangement was real. She was upset about something and she needed him to help deal with it.
Hermione groaned, she hated thinking that this is all that it was. Even though she was the one who suggested it. Was it jealously? Anger? To take the initiative to kiss him what was she trying to say?
"Yes Draco. It is." She reached up to touch his face again. She wanted to remove the nature of this relationship from his mind. "Okay Hermione. It's my turn to help you this time." He grabbed her hand from his face and placed it down beside her. His hands moved to her towel and removed it slowly. His eyes were on her as he removed the rest of his clothing. This time both parties are aware of each other, she was nervous but Draco was calm. He knew what he had to do to help her.
Moving down he kissed her again, with the same softness that she gave him. Every kiss though light were electric, she could feel it rushing through her veins. Her whole body was sensitive to his touch. It would be different from the previous night. He moved again to her neck, his chest were now gently touching the tip of her breasts. She felt her nipples hardened from the contact. Sensing her reaction he moved his hands to her breasts. Cupping one breast he continued to kiss her neck when he notice a mark on the side. There was a particular deep one just below her ear. He frowned at himself, and kissed the mark gently. "I'm sorry for all the marks I've given you from yesterday, I'll kiss them all away if I could. It'll be different today, I'll be gentle, you deserve to be treated this way Hermione."
She didn't know what to say, she was in too deep to hear what he was saying. The moment he started touching her he had lost her at first kiss.
Draco continued with the kisses and moved down to her chest, he took one nipple in his mouth and sucked as his other hand tended to the other breast. He was growing hard from being this close to Hermione. She had something within her that could make him feel powerful, and in control.
Hermione moaned, he feels so good. Too bad it was just a favor to him. Just.. sex.
While she was caught up in her thoughts, Draco had moved down towards her naval. She gasped. She opened her eyes and looked down at Draco, he was still in tuned with what he was doing. He pushed her knees wider, and left a trail of kisses down her inner thigh. Stopping at the center, he opened his mouth and licked the sensitive bud. Teasing with his tongue.
Oh my god. Hermione closed her eyes. The build-up was torturous.
He moved his tongue to her folds, a wet lick going up and then down. Then he started to increase the pressure and speed. He opened his eyes to watch Hermione, she was moving her hips and moaning. Guided by her reaction to him he continued with the licks, gauging an intensity that was building up in her. She was moaning still until he inserted two fingers slowly into her sex. "Oh Draco!" She screamed. He moved them swiftly in and out, repeating as he continued with her folds, occasionally sucking on her sensitive bud which was now swollen with need. She gripped onto his head. She was close. The rush was coming she could feel it and just when she felt herself tipping over he removed his fingers and inserted himself into her.
It was an abyss of pleasure. A bottomless chasm where she was falling.. and falling. Over and over again she shouted his name as he pumped into her, every thrust was full of vigor. Her walls started to contract and then she came.. with an intensity unlike any other. She was dizzy, the rush took over her whole body. She couldn't remember her name.
"Oh fuck Hermione. Oh Hermione.." Draco found his release after he saw her come. He was out of words too. He collapsed onto her and tried to catch his breath. After a moment he removed himself from her and laid on her side. Watching her still.
Hermione felt herself descending and she opened her eyes. She could feel his gaze from the side. Oh Draco.. Draco. She was at a loss.
"Do you feel better now Hermione?" She turned to her side and faced him. He brushed away a stray curl from her face. She wanted to cry. It was insane how much she wanted him, only to find out that the only way she could be close to him was through this manner. This arrangement..
"I feel much better now Draco.. Thank you." She whispered, afraid that her voice would betray her.
He pulled her closer and held her in his arms, "Go to sleep Hermione. I'll wait till you fall asleep before I leave."
Cassie. He was going to leave for her soon. Hermione heard her heart break for the first time. Burying her face into his chest she willed herself to fall asleep before she felt him leave. She couldn't deal with that now. Not after what they just did. Draco was the only one who could do this to her. To make her feel this way. She was his.
If only he knew.
AN: I'm sad for Hermione :(
