A/N - So Hermione is grabbing her sexuality by the horns...or in her case, the blonde hair of the head between her legs. ;). The next couple chapters follow the same warning as the last. NSFW - Save it for when you are home or if you take public transit...on that while on the way home.

Anyway, you guys are getting this early because my next few days are crazy busy between office holiday social gatherings, celebrations of the birth of three small people that I love dearly and just general craziness that equates to the modern December. Assuming I'm not in a coma on Sunday, I will try and post the next chapter then.

Thanks to everyone who has favorited or followed the story or me. It's a pretty awesome feeling.

As a reminder, they aren't mine just a way to release my creative tension after spending my work days reviewing what others do and making sure they are following the rules. Creativity and Finance do not go together. But Hermione and Draco do..DRAMIONE 4-EVA!

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"I can't believe they are over!"

"I don't think ever want to think that hard again."

With a simultaneous groan Draco and Hermione collapsed on the couches and shut their eyes.

NEWTS were completed and those eighth years that wished to participate in graduation had a short break until the ceremony. Draco and Hermione only had two days off. They still had to finish teaching their classes and submit their proposed lesson plans for the following year. Deciding to sleep for the rest of the day seemed a good idea. Tomorrow would be enough time to prepare for the final few days of classes. This was thwarted when Blaise and Theo entered their room.

"We have butterbeer, fire whiskey and no classes. Who needs a drink?" Blaise, never stopping for an answer, cleared a table by sending all the items on it to Hermione's room. The bar was then set up with more liquor than was probably allowable at a school in the blink of an eye. Theo came in and started to transfigure the furniture into something more appropriate for a social gathering. When he changed the couches into the dancefloor it left Hermione and Draco on the ground in a heap.

"Why did I agree to let you give them the password again?" Hermione mumbled to Draco.

"I don't know but I should have listened to you, love." Draco had pulled himself up and was trying to get Hermione up knowing that in short order the room would be filled. Blaise could not be stopped at this point.

"Mate, here is a pepper up for you and one for 'Mione. You're going to need it...long night ahead of us." Blaise had already started setting up the dj station. "'Mione if you don't get up and get ready Pansy and Ginny will do it for you. Remember what happened last time they got you dressed..."

"I hate you Blaise. I'm up. Give me that potion." Draco remembered the last time and the wonderful sinful outfit. He hoped the girls would get here soon.

"Take a nap; we'll get the party set up. There isn't a reason for you to be tired." Draco was trying anything to keep the potion from her and stalling her until Pansy could up here. Blaise had winked telling Draco that they were also on their way.

"No Draco, I am an adult I can dress myself." Hermione grabbed the bottle and ran for her room. On her way she asked Blaise if there was a theme.

"Not really dear, just wear something really nice it's our first adult party." Hermione thought on this and realized she like that idea.

"Hm, nice. I can do that. Draco, are you going to wear something, nice?"

"Yes Love, once the guys are done setting up they will head down and get dressed too." After the exhaustion that had been the NEWTS Draco was a bit slow on the uptake but quickly realized what his mates were doing; they were setting up the final stage of the plan. He was proposing tonight. Those tests had scattered his brain to where he forgot the plans.

Hermione didn't want to party but if they were going to have an adult party then she was good with that. She quickly went through her closet and came up with the perfect outfit. Hopefully Ginny and Pansy would be there soon and help her with her hair.

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Harry was well aware of what was happening this evening. In fact, he helped Draco set up the first part. The party was intended to celebrate the engagement of his best friend. In addition to the students, their parents would all be there to help the happy couple celebrate. Harry just had to get Hermione to dinner.

"'Mione are you dressed?" Harry knocked on her door. Ginny opened it and gave Harry a wink before answering. "We are almost finished. What do you need Harry?"

"I wanted to talk to Hermione before everything got crazy tonight. 'Mione do you have time to take a little walk?"

"I don't know Harry. Pansy and Ginny are working on my hair and make-up. I have no idea how much longer they will be." Hermione yelled so Harry could hear her.

"We are done. Go talk to Potter. Ginny and I have to get ready and then we will help the guys finish setting up." Pansy pushed Hermione out the door and toward Harry. Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the dorms before she could say anything. The two best friends walked through the halls. Their memories were flooding them as they passed rooms, alcoves and tapestries. Their path was random and Hermione allowed Harry to lead.

"Harry what did you want to talk about?" Harry stopped and dropped her hand. He looked deep into her eyes and started to pace. After three passes he stopped and opened the door that just appeared. Hermione hadn't realized where they were. She walked into the room not noticing Harry hadn't followed her.

Harry chuckled to himself at how easy his part turned out. He gave the door one last look, wished Draco luck and turned back toward the dorm. He was entitled to his drink now. When he arrived everyone was already there. They were relieved that Harry had returned alone and was successful in his mission.

Meanwhile back in the Room of Requirement.

"Harry?" Hermione turned to realize the door was missing, Harry wasn't there and that she was apparently in a small café. Maybe in Paris? She wasn't exactly sure. Turning she saw Draco standing by a table holding a bouquet of tulips. Hermione couldn't contain herself and wrapped her arms around him as soon as she was close enough.

"Hello Love."

"Draco, what is this?"

"This is our first dinner as adults. We will go to the party later but I wanted to spend a little time with you since we've been so busy for the past month. I've missed being alone with you."

"This is the most romantic and lovely thing I could have imagined." Hermione sat and gazed across the table at a seemingly nervous Draco."What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just want this to be perfect."

"You are here, how could it be anything but perfect?" Draco was floored at the depth of her love for him. He planned to propose after dinner but found he couldn't wait any longer to ask. With a quick flick of his wrist music was playing in the background.

"Hermione, may I have this dance?" Draco stood and bowed. Hermione took his hand and was pulled into his arms. They floated around the room enjoying their time together. As the song changed Draco spun her out and when she turned to face him Draco had dropped to his knee and held out the ring.

"Hermione, I love you. I already belong to you. Please do me the honor of accepting this ring, of agreeing to be my best friend, lover and mate for the rest of eternity, of marrying me."

Draco was holding his breath as Hermione slowly walked back to Draco. Her eyes filled with unshed tears as she opened her mouth, but words failed her. She reached down, placed her hand under his elbow and pulled so that he would stand. She nodded and held her hand toward him. Draco slowly slid the ring onto her left finger. Hermione was able to feel the power of the ring coursing through her.

"I love you Draco." Hermione rocked onto her toes, leaned in and kissed her fiancé. Draco returned her kiss and soon their tongues were battling for dominance. Before long Hermione was trying to remove her clothes and Draco stopped her.

"We have a party to attend, our parents will be there and we can't show up looking freshly shagged. As much as I want you, now would be bad. Your dad very well may kill me." Draco smiled and kissed his love once more before returning to the table. Dinner had been served at some point. They ate silently. Once done they headed back to the dorms and to the party in their honor. When they crossed into the rooms everyone cheered when they saw the ring on Hermione's finger and the relaxed nature Draco had.

After a long and fun night of celebrating everyone had finally left and it was time for bed. Draco and Hermione had been sharing a bed since returning to school after the lockdown. It felt wrong to sleep alone. They alternated rooms and tonight they would be in Draco's room. Hermione planned to surprise Draco with something she had ordered from Paris. After slipping her robe on she made her way quickly to Draco's room. He was waiting for her as she walked in and shut his door.

"Since we were in Paris this evening I thought I'd show you my Parisian surprise." She removed her robe and all he could see was her while the rest of the world faded out of existence.

"When did you get that?" Draco was not able to stop himself. He moved and started to caress her body. The outfit was silk and lace. The silk was so fine the faint light from the candles was enough to allow him to see through and her profile. His hands were cupping her breasts as his thumbs were flicking over her nipples. They hardened under his expert movements. Hermione mewled in delight as his lips found hers. "Draco, I love you. Let me show you how much." Hermione was pleading with Draco. He nodded and gradually removed his lips from hers. "Go sit on the bed."

Draco followed orders and quickly seated on the edge of his bed. Hermione took a quick breath and sent a silent spell to start the music. As the pulsing beat started Hermione started to move slowly. Her hips rocking to the bass, her arms were moving up and down, around her head and randomly pulling the bottom of the nightie up, while Draco watched with rapt attention. Every so often he was able to catch a glimpse of her panties or the side of a breast. The panties, of course, matched the nightie. She turned and dropped with legs straight and her hands on the floor. In this position, Draco was given a clear shot of her bottom. He noticed the wet spot on the panties and groaned at realizing she was already dripping wet. As she stood straight again, her fingers were firmly attached to her top as she pulled it up and over her head.

She continued to dance around the room allowing him to watch her bouncing breasts. They moved in time with the music. Like with her top, Hermione was now playing with her panties. Pulling them this way and that; every so often he would catch a glimpse of her downy hair. She slid her fingers into her panties and across her clit. She let out a moan as her nipples puckered even more. Swaying to the music she walked up to Draco. He reached his arms toward her as she got closer. She shook her head causing him to set them back on his lap. Smiling she resumed her movements and continued to walk toward him. When she was almost touching him she pulled her hand from her panties and ran her fingers over his lips. Draco opened his mouth and started to lick her fingers clean. His moans were met with a growl from Hermione. While he was sucking her finger he missed Hermione dropping to her knees. She removed her finger from his mouth and allowed them to slide down his chest. Reaching his trouser she unbuckled them. Giving no complaints, Draco happily assisted in her quest. Soon his cock stood free of its recent silken cage.

She wrapped her hand around him and started to pump in earnest. Since teaching her the art of hand jobs, Draco had not had to do it himself. She always wanted to study different techniques to determine what was the most enjoyable for her dragon. Draco groaned as she modulated speed and grip.

"'Mione, you are so, ahhhh, fucking amazing. How, yeeessss, did I ever deserve, keep going, you?" Draco growled as she started to suck his balls. This was a new sensation for him and he loved it. "Merlin that is amazing."

The rest of Draco's comments were a string of profanity and unintelligible sounds. Hermione knew he was close. She was still not quite ready for sex but she did know that he preferred to cum in her mouth instead of her hands. As her hand finished the upstroke and wiped the tip she quickly made the change and enveloped him with her lips. The sensation of warmth and wetness was overpowering and almost made him cum then. She continued to fondle his balls while she was sucking. Draco wrapped her hair around his hands and started to pull her farther and faster onto him.

The last few times she had given him permission to do this. The look in her eyes now told him that he was in control and could do whatever. For the first time he allowed his hips to thrust into her. Standing he groaned as he sunk a little farther down her throat and she let out a moan that vibrated against the head of his cock. He checked her eyes and identified her deep satisfaction in being able to give him pleasure. With that, Draco began to fuck her mouth in a way he had never allowed himself before. Each thrust was faster and deeper. The pace he was setting was grueling and when he could no longer hold himself back he came. He kept himself buried deeply in Hermione's mouth until he was finished. She swallowed everything he pumped into her before he was able to released her.

"Gods I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rough." Draco knew he had gone too far this time. She was rubbing her jaw while she tilted her head to the side before she smiled.

"There is nothing to be sorry about. I did that because I know you prefer to cum in my mouth. I like it too. As for your exuberance, I wanted you to do that. I needed to know how you like it. Now I can be a little rougher when I do this. And you know that I can handle it if you lose control. In fact, I really liked that you couldn't hold back and allowed your desires to be know. I'm not a submissive, I think we both know that, but every so often I think I could play the role." Hermione's smile grew a little more mischievous. She was still on her knees, his cock was only a few centimeters from her lips. Giving him a quick lick from ball to tip, he groaned and shut her eyes.

"Well then I think it's time you got a present too."

"Draco, I know we usually sleep with nothing on. Would you be ok with me wearing this to bed from now on?" Hermione was wiggling her left ring finger in front of Draco while the ring glittered in the candlelight.

"I was thinking the same thing." Draco lifted Hermione onto the bed and swiftly removed her sopping wet panties. There would be time for sleep later, right now his witch needed satisfaction.

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A/N - So they are engaged. Seems a bit anticlimactic, you know? I mean they were bonded as infants. As far as magic is considered, it's a done deal. But social constructs mandate some formalized ceremony with gowns and flowers and relatives causing a scene. Or is that just my family? Anyway, our couple will continue to engage in some celebratory non-sex but no worries there is still nakedness and orgasms.

Props to Harry for his role in the chapter. Boy(Man)-Who-Lived can be sneaky when it's called for.

For any guy reading this (what you never know, they could be)...never leave your woman without satisfaction. This is especially true if she just sucked you off.