Hermione tip toed out of the bathroom and back towards the bed. Just as she was coming around the end to her side she startled as a voice range out.

"I could get use to you walking around naked."

Her hand flew to her chest and she looked over at Draco, who was lying on his side with his head propped up on his hand. She smiled and crawled back on the bed towards him. His eyes glazed down her nude form as she cuddled up next to him. He pulled the blankets back up over her and then slid his hand under them to wrap around her waist.

"You're gorgeous," he whispered against her neck, pulling her body flush against him.

"You are quite beautiful yourself, Mr. Malfoy."

He turned his head to kiss behind her ear and she hummed at the feeling. He smiled at her before releasing her and sliding onto his stomach, resting his head on his arms.

"How do you feel?" she asked him.

"I'm perfect. Quite a bit less tense than I was this morning," he said smirking at her.

"You were tense?"

"Of course, the love of my life walked away from me. Why wouldn't I be tense?"

She smiled and pushed the blankets back down. They slid over him, revealing his naked body.

"It's cold, love."

She smiled at him before swinging a leg over and straddling his waist. He groaned and put his face down in his arms.

"Something the matter?" Hermione purred.

"I can feel your heat. If I wasn't worried about how sore you would be, I'd take you again right now."

Hermione smiled at his back and gently placed her hands on his shoulders. Slowly she began to massage. She could feel the knots in his shoulders and the curve of his back from being stressed. She slowly massaged each one, with gentle groans and murmurs of appreciation from Draco. When his entire body was completely relaxed and she had massaged away the last knot she ran her nails down his back. His head shot up and he glanced over his shoulder at her. His eyes were dark. She leaned forward placing her hands on either side of his waist and lifted herself up off him slightly. He rolled over, not jostling her, and she gently sat back on him, pressing her center along him, not letting him penetrate. His eyes rolled slightly and he moaned.

"What is it, Draco?" she smiled deviously down at him.

His eyes were a dark grayish blue instead of the normal silver. Draco's hand slid up her thighs and rested on her hips. He pressed her down slightly on him and groaned at the feeling.

"Sweet Merlin…" His voice was barely a whisper and his breathing was a bit more ragged.

She leaned forward so their faces were only an inch or so apart.

"Do you feel better?"

"Yes. Thank you, babe. Feel free to do it any time." He smiled at her as she rocked against him gently.

His breathing caught in his throat and his mouth dropped open slightly. Hermione gently sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and his fingers dug lightly into her hips. She quickly lifted herself up and then slid him completely in her in one quick motion. Draco pulled away and let out a loud groan, gripping her hips hard, and scrunching his eyes closed.

"Are… are you ok? I can stop." Hermione thought he looked like he was in pain.

"N-No. I just… don't want to… disgrace myself." He took a few deep breaths before opening his eyes and laying a gentle kiss on her lips. "You are unbelievable. You almost had me come undone with one move."

She smiled at him and pushed herself up, so her hands were resting on his hips. She slowly started moving again, watching Draco's face as it started to relax. His eyes were locked on her body as his hands began tracing up her stomach to her breasts, and back down. She rolled her hips in a circular motion and he groaned. He lifted his hips to meet her thrusts, stroking her body with his long, strong fingers. She leaned back, placing her hands on his thighs, and continued to rock her body. His eyes got wide as he saw her display her body in such a manner. He could see where they were joined, her body opened to him. She tossed her head back and moaned again. She felt the familiar spring in her stomach tighten. Draco reached forward and ran his fingers down her stomach to her core and started rubbing circles on her clit.

"Oh… Draco don't… please… I love you!" She screamed the last one as her body exploded against him.

She continued to rock against him as her body convulsed.

"You are so tight. I can't… Oh, Hermione!" His stomach tightened and she felt him twitch in her.

He suddenly sat up, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a searing kiss as her body milked him to completion. When they finally came down, he laid his forehead against her chest and she ran her fingers through his hair. He rolled them over and curled her body up to his, legs tangled, arms around each other's waists, looking down into her eyes.

"For never having done this before, you are quite good at it, love."

"Well, I have to make sure to please my man or he'll go somewhere else for it."

Draco shook his head and cupped her chin with his hand.

"I will never go anywhere else."

"Yeah?"

"I love you. Now go to sleep. You wore me out. I need a nap."

She smirked at him, but cuddled up and went to sleep.

At dinner time the couple decided it was time to go grab a bite to eat. Hands intertwined, they walked into the Great Hall. Whispers erupted across the room as they walked towards their table. Draco leaned over and kissed the side of her neck and then her cheek before squeezing her hand a final time and making his way over to the Slytherin table.

Hermione walked over and took her seat next to Harry and across from Ron and Ginny. She started putting food on her plate unaware of the stares. As she brought a spoonful of potatoes to her mouth she stopped as she noticed her three friends watching her closely.

"What?"

"Don't you look absolutely frisked," Ginny said smirking at her.

"Oh, shush." Hermione took a bite of food as Harry started laughing.

"Harry James Potter, what are you laughing at?"

"Ginny's right. You look… what did you say, Ginny? Frisked? Yeah, that." Ginny and Ron both nodded at her.

"Well thank you for pointing it out. Can we not talk about my appearance?"

"The school has been in an absolute buzz about the Slytherin Sex God stealing the heart of the Gryffindor Princess," Ginny said as Hermione blushed at the "Sex God" portion.

"Mhmm," Ron laughed at her reaction.

They all went back to eating and talking about what the other three had done throughout the day that Hermione was locked in her room. Once they were done, Hermione excused herself from the others to go back and work on the Prefect schedule she had to turn in the following day, Sunday. She winked at Draco, who smiled back at her and turned back to his plate of food. Just as she neared the main doors to the Great Hall, two girls stepped in front of her. Daphne and Astoria Greengrass.

"Excuse me," Hermione said flatly.

"There is no excuse for you," Daphne sneered.

"Move out of my way now."

"Or what, mudblood?" Daphne said stepping closer.

"Tell us, filth, what did you do to our poor Draco to make him pretend to be in a relationship with the likes of you?" Astoria said glaring at Hermione.

"I didn't do anything to him."

"I doubt that. Our family has been friends with the Malfoy's for years and they would never let someone with filthy blood like yours to tarnish their blood line."

Hermione narrowed her eyes at the two girls.

"It's true Granger. Don't get all huffy about it. Purebloods marry purebloods and Draco has been promised to Astoria since childhood."

"Promised to Astoria? We're talking arranged marriages now?" Hermione asked incredulously.

"That's how it works in our society. They'll fall in love eventually. What's not to love about my darling sister? She's perfect for him in every way."

"Minus the whole, he chose me thing?" Hermione snipped back.

"The only way that Draco is with you is if he hasn't told his parents."

Hermione's confidence level faultered as she realized they were right.

"Ah. Did you see that Daphne. The Malfoy's don't know about her. How sad? Poor little mudblood is going to have her heart broken as soon as they hear. Draco will choose family over her in a heartbeat."

Hermione's jaw clenched and she felt her eyes burn with unshed tears. The two girls grinned at her.

"Are you going to cry, mudblood?"

Hermione pushed passed the two girls and out the door.

Draco threw his bag down on the couch in the common room and looked around for Hermione. The last he had seen her was when she winked at him leaving the Great Hall. It was an hour later and he had spent the time with Blaise and Pansy before excusing himself to spend the rest of the evening with Hermione.

He glanced into her room and saw it empty and did the same with his. Then he heard the water running in the bathroom. He smiled to himself before going into his room and stripping out of his close and wrapping a towel around his waist. He pushed into the bathroom, which was filled with steam. He reached the shower and slid the door open. To his shock, Hermione was curled in the corner with her knees up to her chest, arms wrapped around them, and head resting on her knees.

"Baby?" Draco asked quietly.

She lifted her head and looked up at him. Her eyes were swollen from crying. He instantly dropped the towel and stepped into the shower, closing the door behind him. He pulled her up in front of him and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

"Baby, what's wrong? What happened?"

She held onto him like her life depended on it. Draco rubbed her back gently and whispered soothing words in her ear until she finally loosened her hold a bit. He pulled back and looked down at her.

"What happened, love?"

"What happens when you tell… your parents about us?" Hermione refused to meet his eyes.

"What? What brought that up?" Draco was thoroughly confused as to what had her thinking of such a topic.

"I know that your line of thinking has changed, but I highly doubt that your family's has. Your father is at home on house arrest for his part in the war and your mother obviously supports him. You can't tell me that they are just going to accept me."

"What on earth made you think of this?"

"Answer me, Draco."

"Hermione, I haven't even thought of this yet. I don't know what to say."

"If they tell you to choose… you will choose them." It wasn't a question.

Draco studied her face carefully.

"Always you. Remember?" His voice was soft as he brushed his thumbs under her eyes.

"Always me. You'd choose me over your family? Over your inheritance? I'm aware that they can cut you off at any time, Draco."

"Is this really something you want to worry about right now?"

"We can't just make it go away. It's not going to."

"Ok. My father… I don't know how he is going to react. He has the old pureblood nonsense in his head, I admit. However, he is very aware of who won that war. He is aware of my actions at the end of that war. He is aware of how I feel now. He hasn't pushed it. My mother just wants me to be happy."

"So you don't think they will be a problem?"

"I'm not saying that there might be a confrontation regarding it, but it's my life now. I don't file orders anymore."

"Are you promised to Astoria Greengrass?" Hermione looked back down.

"Is that who put this nonsense in your head?" He lifted her chin up with his finger. "Our families are very old friends. My parents and everyone before them were married based on arranged marriages. Like I said before, I will not take orders. I will marry who I want to marry. I assure you, Astoria Greengrass is not my ideal woman. She's high maintenance, prissy, and just wants me for my money."

"She said you were promised to her. Is it binding?"

"I never asked. Either way, I will take care of it. I'm yours. Always yours, Hermione."

"You can't say always. You may change your mind."

He leaned in and kissed her gently. The kiss was so sweet it took Hermione's breath away. As he pulled back he gently pushed her back towards the wall. As her back pressed against it, he hooked his hands on her thighs and lifted her up. Her core pressed against his growing erection and she moaned lightly.

"Always you," he whispered as he slowly slid into her.

Hermione hummed against him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He leaned in and kissed her again as he slowly moved in and out of her. His lips traveled down her neck to the space right below her ear.

"You are the only woman to make me feel like this. The only one I want." His breath tickled her neck as he murmured the words against her skin.

"Draco…"

"I'll never want anyone else."

"Are you sure?" she barely got the words out before she groaned against him again.

"Positive. I love you. Merlin, I love you." His voice was getting more raspy.

"Don't stop."

"Never."

His thrusts sped up a bit as Hermione's body suddenly tightened around him and she cried out in ecstasy, her body spasming. Draco thrust a few more times before he felt himself twitch and then spill into her. His legs shook from the power of his orgasm and he gently slid out of her and placed her back on her feet. They quickly washed off and he wrapped a towel around her before they went back to his room and crawled into his bed.

Hermione laid on her back staring up at the ceiling. Draco lay on his side watching her quietly. He reached out and rubbed small circles on her stomach over the sheets.

"Talk to me," Draco said sliding closer to her.

"I'm just worried."

"About what?"

"I'm already way too emotionally involved with you. If this doesn't work out…"

"Hermione…"

"No Draco. If this doesn't work out… I'm not sure I'll be ok."

"This is going to work out. People change. I'm proof of that I think. I'd like to hope so anyway. Blaise and Pansy, they are totally on our side. Like I said, my mother just wants me to be happy. I don't know for sure about my father, but I'll work on him. They will love you just like I do."

"I want to meet them. Soon."

"Soon?"

"McGonagall talked about having a ball where the parents of the students could come to see that the school was back in order and that we were safe. Kind of, put to ease some of the worries. We can see if maybe your father could attend too."

"You want my parents to come to this ball?"

"Yes. "

"Why are you so worried about doing this now?"

Hermione looked away from him. "If we do it now, and they don't approve, its better that I find out now than months from now when I'm in deeper than I already am."

"You are one frustrating witch."

She turned her head and smiled at him. "But you love me."

"More than you realize apparently."

Draco pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist.