A/N - Still don't own them, if I did Fred would have lived. I love the twins. They didn't fit into this story. But they do in the one I'm working on now...I'll tell you more about it later. It's still in its infancy.
Comment #1 - Aruthur is the minister of magic in this universe. Kingsley didn't want to deal with the politics and just liked being a policeman. sorry auror. Arthur is still really trusting on the whole. Not really sure how that happened considering a war and losing a kid. But it's Arthur. So when there is a mention about the Assistant to the Minister...that is just some nameless wizard.
Comment #2 - Slight trigger warning in here...we learn about why Pansy made the decision to spy. Nothing in great detail but enough to know what happened to her. It goes back to what Percy feared he would be unable to protect Hermione from.
Comment #3 - The favorites and follows are awesome. Thank you (sincerely). Whenever I get the notification of a new person it really is great...I am very appreciative of everyone who takes their time to read my little story.
Comment #4 - Some loving in this chapter (more or less the entire back half of the chapter - no not a reference to any 'backdoor' activity, that is in a later chapter ;) ). Probably not good if you read at work. On a work device. Over work wifi. Later chapters are saucier but this one still has all the words that will probably get you in a bit of hot water if that IT guy, who looks at you funny, were to check out your browser history. Just sayin'.
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The morning light filtered into the large sitting room that had a bed in the corner. The sunlight had just reached the heads of the people residing in it. The male turned himself farther into the female and drifted back to sleep. The female unable to move due to the male's body draping over her right half could not block the light any longer.
"Did all that really happen?" Hermione's voice, still filled with sleep was music to Draco's ears.
"Um, yeah I think so. I know you are the smartest witch of our age, hell maybe ever, and all that but how did you know some of those spells?"
"I don't know, they just sort of came to me as I needed them. I think they were either in the Phoenix or Malfoy family spell books. I can't remember which."
"I'm not sure if I should be amazed by your brilliance or frightened of it. Probably both." Draco snuggled into Hermione's warm arms a little and relaxed when he felt her content sigh. Each gripped the other a little more tightly knowing yesterday's outcome could easily have gone in an entirely different direction.
There was a slight cough and the two sat up to see Albus and Severus sitting at the small table looking at them. Severus, wanting to get the conversation over with and avoiding watching the duo for much longer, started to speak.
"You and Hermione are significantly more powerful than any of us realized. We suspect you both can do wandless, silent magic if needed. We will need to test a few things first. Kingsley has agreed to perform the tests in return for the map and anything that you learned from Mr. Weasley last night. And if you do have this power you will not be required to join the ministry, unless you want to."
"I'm not sure how to take that."
"Me neither and now, I think, we have been offered two jobs."
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Hogwarts was reopened and classes resumed at the beginning of February. The school had been closed for just over a month and a half. The students had been given ten days to spend with their families. While slightly longer than what Draco had announced at the ball; most of the parents understood something significant had happened and if the safest option was for their children to remain sequestered, no one was going to argue the point. The children enjoyed having the extra time with their families. The time had allowed for further advancement in the 'house unity' goal. Minerva had allowed students to spend one night a week sleeping in the Great Hall. The muggleborn and half-blood children introduced the pure blood kids to the concepts of camping and sleep overs. After the first night, the weekly sleep-ins were a huge success and friendships formed in a way that had never been experienced at Hogwarts.
The extra time away also gave those in the midst of the action some time to reflect. It took everyone a little while to come to terms with what had happened with Ron. Harry was busy consoling Ginny while she tried to help Molly and Arthur with their grief. Molly was more upset Hermione hadn't confided in her regarding the actions of her son more than anything. The only thing that placated her was Ginny explaining Hermione hadn't told anyone. Molly spent an amazing amount of time trying to it make up to the woman she had thought of as her daughter.
"Hermione dear are you here?"
"Yes Molly, I'll be down in a moment." Hermione came down to the Head's common room to discover that Molly and the rest of Weasleys along with Harry and Draco were sitting at a large table. Hermione smiled realizing it was Sunday.
"Molly you didn't have to. This isn't tradition."
"Shush just come and sit between Draco and Harry. We are waiting for a few others to join us and then we will eat." Molly was still placing food on the table and debating with the elves why she hadn't asked them to do the cooking, when the remaining guests appeared. It stunned everyone when Narcissa, Stephanie, Louisa and Lily walked into the room. Molly and Arthur had gone to Narcissa with the idea early in the week and she agreed wholeheartedly. The Blacks and Malfoys never had large family gatherings but it was something she wanted to experience. When she mentioned it to the other women they too agreed. The inclusion of all parts of her family made Hermione extremely happy.
"Molly, thank you." Hermione gave the older witch a strong hug before slipping back into her seat. Dinner was loud, fun and long. By the time the last guest left Hermione and Draco were exhausted. And their week had just begun. On Monday morning Hermione and Draco were excused from their classes in order to meet with Kingsley regarding their tests.
"Kingsley what do you want us to do?"
"I'd like to start with understanding when you realized you could send spells without words." Hermione had expected this question and spent a fair amount of time trying to determine when she understood she could now do it.
"Not until a couple of weeks ago. I can't say exactly when but when I feel threatened, it's like my magic takes over." Hermione just shrugged as she finished.
"I have to use words but I don't have to say them forcefully. I can mumble and the spell is just as powerful as if I yelled it."
"Draco I suspect you can do silent as well. Would you try to levitate this quill without saying anything?" Draco nodded and turned to the quill. He pointed his wand, thought 'levioso' and watched the quill lift from the table. Kingsley smiled. "Ok Draco, go ahead and let it drop." The quill instantly fell onto the desk. "Now try it without pointing your wand." Draco followed orders and while the quill moved it did not lift from the desk. "It seems with some practice you'll be able to do it. Interesting."
Kingsley sat quietly for a bit looking at them knowing that there was more to them then met the eye. "Hermione, would you try please?" Hermione didn't pull her wand, she just thought the spell and the quill lifted. "Well, let me offer you both a place in the Ministry, if you want it. We typically require those with your talents to be Unspeakables; however, given what you have already sacrificed for the wizarding world I'm not going to force either of you. Please just think about the offer and let me know if you want to join."
"Thank you Kingsley."
"Kingsley the only thing that I learned from Ron was a few individuals who are still loyal to Voldemort. Here are the names based on Ron and Voldemort's memories. I assume they will all have the mark." Hermione handed Kingsley a scroll with a half dozen names. Kingsley was saddened by two of the names. He would have never guessed the Assistant Deputy Minister.
Hermione and Draco were released and returned to the school.
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It had taken a few months of double classes in order for everyone to be caught up. The lockdown had provided students with time to strengthen their friendships but learning was only done if the student took the initiative. Very few students were like Hermione so the learning was limited. By mid-spring everyone was where they should be with their lectures and were ready to begin the final stretch for their end of term tests.
Hermione and Draco also continued their education. They spend countless hours together both learning about the other physically and mentally. Good to her word, Hermione had begun to include Pansy and Blaise in group activities. Pansy slowly warmed to Hermione. Both had some beliefs about the other that needed to be cleared before a true friendship could form. Hermione talked about her childhood and her muggle parents. She purposefully omitted her true relationship to the people she had believed were her parents. Pansy began to open up about her childhood. The childhood seemed to be everything Hermione expected. It wasn't until Pansy got to the last few years her life became difficult for Hermione to hear. She knew Pansy needed someone to listen. Hermione told Pansy about Ron's attempt and how his words made her feel. Pansy realized Hermione would understand, at least to an extent, Pansy's pain.
Pansy's life, like Draco's had appeared to be easy but in reality it had been harder than most. Her father had tried to shield her from the depravity as much as he could. He was able to succeed for fifteen years. When she was presented to society there were those who decided it was time for her to be presented and offered as a gift. Mr. Parkinson spent six months trying to figure a way out of it but nothing worked. Shortly after the return of Voldemort, Pansy was given to him and this was the final blow for Parkinson. As he was forced to watch his daughter debased and used; he knew that nothing was worth the life of his family. The next day, after ensuring Pansy and Mrs. Parkinson's safety he went to Dumbledore and became a spy. No one fully knew why he was killed by Voldemort; it happened during a time when no other spies were present. Two days later Pansy's mother was found in the safe house on the brink of death. It was assumed her torture was at the hands of Bella or Voldemort himself.
Pansy returned to school a quieter girl. Severus tried to keep the girl comfortable but that didn't always happen. She was a Slytherin after all. A few of the boys in the dorm were Death Eaters in training and had begun to believe that she was a plaything for them as they had heard the stories from their fathers. The couple times they had cornered her, Severus, Draco or Blaise were there. By the end of the first term Pansy had too decided to spy for the order. The idiots in her house were always talking, bragging about what they knew. Pansy wasn't sure if the information was accurate but a blind squirrel finds a nut every so often, right?
Hermione regretted not including the spies earlier in the year. She just didn't realize they needed attention and friends as much as the rest of them. This was the first time Hermione accepted the fact they wouldn't be able to survive on their own. They needed each other, they needed help and they needed it soon.
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One Saturday while Hermione and Pansy were talking, Draco left school and met his mother at Gringott's.
"Mother, thank you for meeting me" Draco leaned in and kissed his mother's cheek. "I suspect you know why I am here."
"Yes, of course. Let's go to the vault." With a flick of her robe Narcissa headed into the bank. The goblin who was charged with the Malfoy, Black and LeStrange vaults nodded to the Malfoys and escorted them into the depths of the bank. Once at the vault he opened the doors and allowed entry.
"Which one do you want?" Draco had always been amazed by the sheer quantity of jewels his family had obtained over the years. The tradition was for the correct ring to provide itself when requested but Draco was still a bit nervous. He wanted a ring that would represent Hermione and his love for her. What if the ring wasn't enough for her? Draco stood for longer than Narcissa expected staring at the table. "Draco you just need to ask."
"I wish to propose to Hermione Phoenix and need to have the perfect ring. Show yourself to me now." Draco pointed his wand at the vault and the jewels started to disappear. Sitting alone on a table was a small black velvet box. Upon opening Narcissa gasped and Draco knew which ring had presented itself. It was perfect. His fear suddenly evaporated. The gold band was simple. The sapphire was large and perfect. Draco thanked Merlin for the ring, slipped it in his pocket and escorted his mother from the vault. The goblin presented the withdrawal forms and escorted the pair topside. On leaving the bank, Draco was pleased his wish had come true. He hoped this would be the ring that appeared. It was the ring that showed itself to Hermione months earlier.
"Draco that is the first Lady Malfoy's ring and is supposed to have great power. Is that the ring Hermione saw the first time we brought her here?"
"Yes on both counts. It flashed itself to me when I had walked over to investigate. I suspected that it was Ailith's ring; however, I did not get a good enough look then. I think that it will be perfect."
"Agreed. When do you plan on asking?"
"I must speak with Percy first." Narcissa nodded as they headed toward the Manor.
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Percy had arrived at the Phoenix Manor moments before Narcissa and Draco left Diagon Alley. Until the last Death Eater was captured it was decided the Phoenix home would remain hidden. That is to say, the property and building would remain hidden from most people. Stephanie and Percy had returned to their home almost immediately after Lucius' death and began to make it ready for the upcoming wedding. While it wasn't official, everyone understood the event would happen sooner rather than later.
When the Phoenix family moved to Britain they utilized a large swath of land that ran along the back edge of the Malfoy property. The land had been deeded to the Phoenix family centuries before. As with most pureblooded families, they owned land in many countries. The Wiltshire property was higher than the Malfoy property and overlooked it along with a valley and forest. It was the most coveted land in all of Wiltshire. Percy and Lucius first met when Lucius was trying to observe what was being built on the land near his estate; much to Lucius's distain. The Phoenix family ended up erecting a large manor on the hill. Percy's father ensured his home stood higher than Malfoy Manor.
When Percy and Stephanie went into hiding Phoenix Manor and all other buildings were already under statis but after the nursery protected them, their home was hidden. During their stay in the nursery the single window was pointed east toward the Phoenix land allowing Percy and Stephanie to see their home.
"Percy? Are you and Stephanie around?" Draco began to pace between the floors looking for the man that sired his one true love.
"Draco what may I do for you?" Percy smirked suspecting he knew what the young Lord Malfoy needed.
"If we could speak in private?" Draco led Percy to one of the private terraces. "Percy I would like to ask Hermione to marry me. I have selected a ring." Draco pulled out the ring and handed it to Percy for his inspection. Percy gazed at the ring and the young man standing before him. While he thought they were too young to wed, Percy also realized they would be older than he and Stephanie were when they were married. In addition, these children had fought a war and won. They were more prepared for the world then he could imagine. Hermione would accept of Draco's proposal and Percy needed to trust his daughter.
Draco was nervous and Malfoys are never nervous. Percy was taking too long. He was going to tell Draco to bugger off and Hermione deserved someone better. Draco knew all those things to be true but he couldn't live without her. What if they just ran off? Hermione would never agree to that. She just found her parents. He was going to have to wait to ask for her hand and make Percy believe that he was a suitable husband. Just as Draco was about to make his plea Percy spoke.
"The ring is lovey, please tell me about it." Draco explained that it was the ring had been in the family since before their arrival in Britain. It was a gift to the first Malfoy when he left his family for parts unknown and his wife was the last witch to wear it. The rings given to Malfoy brides are selected by the rings themselves. This ring would need a strong and powerful witch. The ring had decided Hermione was the first witch powerful enough, in over two millennia, to be granted to right to wear it. Percy was pleased with the explanation knowing it wasn't taken lightly. Sapphires had always been an important stone in his family. Stephanie's ring was ruby but that was driven by her love of red. She was a Gryffidor after all.
"If this is what Hermione wants I'm not going to stop her. You have my blessing. Just be good to her." With that Percy left to inform his wife that she and Narcissa had a wedding to plan. He chuckled to himself hoping he put a little fear into Draco. It was the same fear that Stephanie's father put into him.
"Thank you Percy. I will make you proud." Draco quickly left to initiate the plans for his proposal. They were in place he just needed to make one call.
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"Yes, he said ok so now we need to implement the plan." Draco spoke quietly to someone through the floo. "No, I don't want to call it that. That is a stupid name. No, that is even worse. Listen, stop trying to give it a bloody code name and get started. I need her completely distracted and not worried about where I am."
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When Draco returned to the school all the plans were moving as he had hoped. Hermione was knee deep in books preparing for NEWTS and making sure her lessons were prepared. Draco knew that she was going to do fine on her NEWTS; they had both been accepted to University without question. This was Hermione for Merlin's sake; however, he also knew she would study until she collapsed then wake and start studying again. Then there were the group study sessions and private tutoring she had already agreed to do. And that was just the distraction he needed. Between her personal studies, helping those who needed guidance and getting her students through to the end of classes Hermione was going to be busy for the next 4 weeks. Draco went to the dungeons to check on his plan. In the common room he found his fellow eighth years 'studying'.
"And how goes the plan?"
"As expected when I asked her for help she immediately agreed. I may actually get good grades on these tests." Pansy exclaimed and gave them all a genuine smile. It was one of the first smiles they had seen from her in years.
"Please remember, you are going to have to study on your own a little. Hermione is also tutoring Blaise and Theo. Not to mention any of the Gryffindors that will actually need it. And I think we all know there will be more than a few there. The poor girl may not have enough time to do all the studying that she will want for herself. Now if you will excuse me I need to discuss some business with my girl." With that Draco left them and headed to his room. Their laughs followed him out of the dungeon.
"'Mione you here?" Draco called out when entering the room. He was holding the ring in case he needed to hidden it fast. Her response was muffled as it came from the bathroom. Draco walked up to the door and yelled into it. Hermione hated it when he did that.
"Are you in there?" a muffled 'yes' was heard along with 'I'll be out soon' and a 'go away'. Draco snickered as he ran to his room to put away the ring. He quickly returned and set up his study station so that he would be facing toward the bathroom door. He loved seeing her try to sneak by in her robe. Today would be no exception except that it was.
Hermione had taken a long bath and she knew it. Earlier in the day she realized by the time she returned to the dorms this evening it would be late and all she would want to do would be to crawl into bed and sleep. She doubted she would even want to see Draco. Her long bath was interrupted when the aforementioned man returned. He loved to yell through the door at her. He knew she didn't like to be disturbed when she was in the bath. She had tried to explain time and again, the point of baths were to relax and that was all she wanted but his yelled interruptions were not relaxing. After having it explained for the fifth, consecutive week, Hermione decided he seemed to make it his mission to ruin her fun.
Sighing she realized she had been in the bath for over an hour and should probably get out. After drying, applying moisturizer and pulling her hair into a ponytail Hermione reached for her robe. To her horror she had forgotten it. She listened carefully to the door and found it was silent out in the common room and maybe Draco was in his room. Quickly wrapping herself in her towel Hermione opened the door and started to sneak into her room. Only Draco was there, he heard the door unlock and he was watching her.
"Eep"
"'Mione where is your robe?"
"My room, I uhm, forgot it. I'll be on my way." Hermione tried to quickly make it to her door but failed. Draco was behind her immediately.
"Please love let's not rush anything. You look amazing."
Draco's lips descended onto her neck and started to slowly make their way toward her jaw. Draco felt her swallow and heard her breath quicken. She slowly began to turn in his arms. Before she knew it, he was exploring her throat with his tongue and his left hand was holding onto the knot that kept the towel around her. His right hand and slipped under the lower hem and was lightly caressing her bottom. Hermione let out a moan, Draco ground himself into Hermione's hips, and Hermione had forgotten how much she loved him.
"Draco we have to study."
"Mmmmm yes we do. I have to study you. I've been avoiding my responsibility and you my love are wound tighter than a top."
Draco lifted the witch into his arms and swiftly carried her to his room. As he laid her on his bed, he realized how lovely she looked surrounded by green. Internally he appalled himself for being correct. His hands started to rub her calves eliciting a small moan. Draco chuckled. As his hands moved higher he watched her reactions. First eyes started to drift shut, her tongue would quickly run over her lips and her hips were starting to rock. Draco crawled onto the bed with Hermione and released the knot. The towel draped open revealing his witch in all her glory. Draco groaned seeing her and knowing she trusted him with her life. His cock was hard at his desire to have his witch. Draco resumed rubbing her thighs and was pleased when her hand started to massage her own breast. 'Dear Merlin she is going to play with herself while I'm touching her. I don't know if I can handle this.' Draco's fingers had reached their destination and the wetness was dripping from her core. Their light caress was met with a growl from the witch.
"Love, show me where you want me to touch you."
Draco's voice was husky with lust as he sat back watching how Hermione was going to react. Her eyes slowly opened and locked with Draco's. She began to move her hand down her taught stomach and over her clit. After rubbing it a few times she slipped her first finger into herself. Her thumb was still rubbing her clit as she pumped her finger in and out. Her other hand, meanwhile, had moved to her nipple. She was slowly pinching and pulling it in the rhythm as her finger thrusts. Hermione's hips began to lift in time with her fingers. A second finger slipped into her wet core making Hermione growl more loudly than before.
Draco could not restrain himself any longer. He had removed his pants and boxers and was now thrusting into his hand at the same speed as Hermione's fingers. Her movements were getting more erratic as were her breathy moans. Draco imagined it was his cock being buried inside of her, imaging how her fluttering walls would feel on his oversensitive shaft and that his climax was just as close. When Hermione screamed Draco's name he gave two more thrusts and he too came. Hermione was still enjoying the aftermath of her orgasm. Draco had made his way back to between Hermione's legs and pulled her hand away. As she opened her eyes she was met with Draco sucking her fingers clean. It may have been the most erotic thing she had seen. Draco looked like the kid was given the beater to clean after making cake batter. Not that he would understand that image…muggle studies was still a joke of a class.
"You are so sweet. I love your taste." Draco leaned in and kissed Hermione so that she could taste herself.
"One day I need to taste you." Draco was stunned most girls didn't want to have it done to them let alone do it for someone else.
"Really love?"
"Yes"
"I would love for those pouty lips to wrap themselves around my cock and suck. It's been a fantasy of mine for quite some time. Gods, thinking about it now will make me hard again." He watched as her eyes darkened a few shades. He licked his lips watching how she reacted to his actions. Her gazed shifted from him eyes to his cock. Which was still in his hand. Hermione licked her lips and her predatory gaze lingered on the ultimate prize. Draco started to harden again watching his witch lay claim to all of him.
"Well, I don't have time right now I have to get dressed and start some tutoring sessions. You know NEWTS are less than a month away and we all need to be studying." Hermione hopped off the bed, grabbed her towel and made her way back to her room.
"Yes I know and when you are done with the tests I plan to ask you what will be the easiest question of your life."
Draco purred after she had left. Shortly thereafter Draco and Hermione were in their common room studying. The first student needing help was a Hufflepuff. It was amazing that those kids had made it this far in school. After an hour of helping with Transfiguration their time was up. Blaise was next with some Arithmancy. It surprised Draco that Hermione would fall for this one. Blaise was a natural with that class and had been since first year. He was always number three, just after Hermione and Draco. Draco slipped out and studied at the library for a short time before heading off to work on his proposal plan. He wanted Hermione to not have a second thought if he was missing during their traditional study hours. Maybe he would make up some story that the tutoring sessions were too distracting for him. That would probably do it.
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As the weeks passed Hermione was getting more stressed. NEWTS were scheduled to start in a couple days and she was not ready, at least in her own mind. Her level of stress was through the roof. Luckily her dorm mate loved helping her relax. Tonight he was actually focused on his Charms course and hadn't realized Hermione was standing on the other side of his desk. He had also failed to notice Hermione locking the portrait and crawling under the table. It wasn't until he felt two small hands on his thighs that he had an inclination of her proximity. After she unbuckled his belt, and got his pants open, he lifted his hips and allowed her to pull the slacks and boxers down.
He felt her hands wrap around his quickly enlarging cock. He loved hand jobs and Hermione had taken to them amazingly well. Tonight was different she hadn't taken the pre-cum from his tip like usual. He wasn't going to complain he loved it when she touched him. He leaned back and got comfortable. As he was waiting for the next upstroke he felt a warm breeze blow across his head and before he could contemplate the reasons his cock was taken into a warm place. He realized that she was giving him a blow job. This was the first time she had done this. His moan was deep and guttural.
"I've imagined what this would feel like. Sweet Merlin never in my wildest dreams was it this good. Please don't stop. Don't ever stop. Argh!" Draco's hands slowly worked into Hermione's hair helping her set a rhythm. She would wrap her tongue around the tip each time she finished the stroke. A couple times she ran the tip of her tongue along the vein on the underside.
"Baby try to relax your throat as you take me deeper. Oh gods, was that the back of your throat?" Draco choked out and as Hermione could not respond she hummed something that could sound like a yes. The vibrations from her response was a sensation Draco was not prepared to receive. His upbringing did not include how to remain proper when your witch was sucking your cock. He let a few curses pass his lips before focusing on not embarrassing himself and ending the fun too soon.
"Love, I'm trying very hard not to thrust my hips but the closer I get the harder it will be for me to remain still."
Hermione looked into his eyes and nodded her head in acknowledgement. If he was getting close then she needed to step up her ministrations. She was trying to remember what else she had read and heard. Some guys liked to have their balls massaged. She tried that and it seemed that was something he did enjoy.
"YEss! That feels great so don't, ugh, stop, ohhh, that."
Hermione could feel them tightening as she continued to massage. She allowed her fingertips to extend their movements to the sensitive area just beyond his balls. His hands tightened their grip when she did this. She thought maybe it was a good sign but the most telling was every time she felt his cock hit the back of her throat it was twitching. These had to be good signs. Draco confirmed her hypothesis.
"Ok love, ohhohhh, I'm really, arghh, really, where did, close. If you, argh, don't want me to come, gods, in your mouth stop now."
Hermione picked up her pace; she flattened her tongue and started to suck as hard as she could. Draco could not hold out any longer and emptied himself into his witch. She continued to lick and suck and until he was spent.
"Gods witch, where did you learn to use your tongue that way? That was fucking amazing. Glorious even." Draco had pulled the witch onto his lap and kissed her deeply.
"Books, where else do I learn when you aren't around. I tried to practice other nights but I realized you were missing. I decided that wherever you are going I needed to remind you what may happen if you are here." Hermione smirked at Draco as she stood and went back to her table.
"What time is your next session?" Draco's husky voice went straight to her core. She was wet from what they had just done but his voice ramped it to the next level. She may have had an orgasmic response and he hadn't touched her. Her eyes fluttered shut while her tongue darted out and licked her lips.
"In about forty-five minutes, Theo canceled on me earlier." Hermione stood and walked toward her room. Draco quickly followed. In no time Draco's hands found Hermione's taught nipples through her shirt. She bucked her hips back into him. This time would be for her.
"Baby I need to thank you for that." Hermione had freed herself and Draco gave chase before pinning her against the wall. "By the way, how did I taste?"
"Tangy, a little salty, delicious" Hermione's eyes were glazed as she thought about having his cock in her mouth. It was amazing. Feeling her lips pulled tightly over him, it was an overpowering experience. She was left with the feeling she wanted to have more of him in her. Draco recognized her lust filled stare.
"Get on your bed now."
Hermione nearly ran and jumped onto the mattress. She had learned that he enjoyed watching her touch herself while undressing. She was on her knees and decided to give him a show. She slowly unbuttoned the top of her Oxford his eyes flickered. Draco began to feel himself aroused again. How could he not? This witch was sex on legs and she was letting him teach her. She was ever the attentive pupil.
Her shirt and skirt were on the floor. Slowly she crawled toward the edge of her bed pleading Draco to come closer. He could never tell her no. As he stepped to the edge she was again sitting up on her knees and at eye level with him. Slowly she leaned in and took his lower lip between her teeth. His hands slowly moved up her arms and stopped at her shoulders. He felt her shudder as he hooked his fingers under the bra straps and pulled them down slowly exposing her pert breasts. Draco's lips left Hermione's as he moved down her neck. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into her bed. Draco laying on her was the most amazing thing she had ever felt. Her legs instinctively opened and he was cradled in her hips.
His mouth moved to her nipple and began to suck and lave and nibble. He had made Hermione come just by playing with her nipples before.
"Draco, you know I love it when you do this." Hermione groaned. Draco was feeling her inner sex kitten awaken. He could smell her arousal in the air. His fingers were rubbing over her panties and felt the wet spot growing.
"Do you want me take these off? They seem to be very damp." Draco mumbled as he continued to suckle.
"Gods yes" Hermione was trying to get them off before Draco had asked. Before she could do much else Draco had torn them from her body and was sliding his thumb over the bundle of nerves.
"Argh, right there. Yes. Keep. Doing. That."
Draco had not realized just how wet she was. Had she already had one orgasm? She was sopping wet, dripping on her sheets and trying to get Draco's thumb to move faster. She may be more ready that Draco had realized.
"Love I can't explain how wet you are. Are you really close? How do you want me to push you over today?"
"Yes. With your tongue. NOW"
In a blink Draco had her legs over his shoulders and started to nip on her inner thighs before burying his nose into her. His fingers were wrapped around her hips and kept her firmly in his grasp. His tongue pushed through her outer folds as his thumb continued its torturous assault on her clit. Hermione was so close she could not wait any longer. Grabbing Draco's head she pulled him as close as possible and held him there. She prayed he could breathe but wasn't going to let him get away. Draco's tongue was as far in as it could get and he was pumping it in and out. He brushed his thumb over the clit once more before pinching it. Hermione broke free and he continued to lap at her until he had taken all she gave him. Hermione released her grip and fell backwards onto the bed. Draco moved up her body and covered her body with his. Their bond strengthened each time they pleasured the other.
Forty-six minutes after their conversation started a very disheveled but sated Hermione opened the portrait to allow Pansy to enter the common room. She snickered at Hermione's state of appearance and that Draco was emerging from her room. Draco smirked as he sauntered by.
That evening Draco didn't leave the dorms to study.
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A/N - Shocking the boy plans to propose, I know. Totally and completely unexpected. His plans for the proposal will be epic. He is the last scion of the noble houses of Malfoy and Black. So he will probably go over the top with some flair expected of the boy who has a vault of just jewels for the Lady of the House to wear. *shrugs*
Also, one of the "worst" kept secrets of the story was revealed. Yup, Hermione is powerful enough to wear the fabled ring of the First Lady Malfoy, granted they weren't called Malfoy yet nor were they titled yet, but it's easier to use that moniker than saying Ailith, the wife of Cygnus, who was the second son and left to make his way in the ancient world.