After settling into bed on her first night in Slytherin, Hermione found something odd happened. She began experiencing flashes of events, starting with seeing the party of Gryffindors back to their own kingdom. In these flashes she experienced several formal occasions, including visits from King Filius of Ravenclaw and Queen Pomona of Hufflepuff, and general settling into her new home.
After what felt like a good few hours' worth of flashes Hermione found herself back in her chambers, only she was dressed in a comfortable lightweight dress and it was clearly daytime. As she expertly pinned her hair back Hermione used the time to get her memories and experiences straight in her head. She was guessing the particular part of the story she had just experienced had just been a quick summary of Queen Hermione's first few weeks in Slytherin.
Getting everything in order Hermione soon discovered she had been Queen for three months. Despite only experiencing flashes of those three months Hermione had a perfect recollection of everything that had occurred since her wedding to King Severus. She knew that for weeks after the event they played host to several visiting parties who wished to congratulate the royal couple. She also knew that on a whole the kingdom didn't like the fact she was Queen, in fact several of the ladies of the court had made their dislike of her perfectly clear. Queen Hermione wasn't bothered by this in the slightest and apart from when she did her royal duties she spent her time either with Ginny or Sir Draco.
Thoughts of the blond knight had Hermione scanning her memories of him, which was easy as he was the most dominant person in them. At every formal occasion the blond was there, lurking in the background and Hermione was always aware of his presence. Away from the formal occasions Hermione discovered that she and Sir Draco had struck up a solid friendship and they spent quite a few hours a day together. Hermione also discovered the attraction was still ever present, in fact it even seemed to have intensified as just thinking about him made her breathless and caused her heartbeat to speed up.
When Hermione finished pinning her hair back she got up and wandered over to a nearby window. The window overlooked the courtyard and as she looked down she spotted Sir Draco bringing two horses round to in front of the castle entrance. As Hermione watched Ginny appeared and after speaking briefly to Sir Draco she handed him a basket and a rolled up blanket before she headed indoors. Once again Hermione searched her thoughts and discovered that earlier that morning she had sent Ginny to arrange for a picnic to be made up. With all the settling in and extra visits from neighbouring kingdoms Hermione hadn't yet had a chance to go for a decent ride and that was what she was planning on doing right now.
Hermione herself hadn't actually ridden a horse before but Queen Hermione was an expert rider so she knew the ride would pass smoothly. Hermione smiled to herself as she unearthed the memory of Queen Hermione choosing her horse a few days after arriving in the kingdom. Sir Draco had been the one in the stable with her, advising her on which horse she should claim as her own. Eventually she had settled on a grey horse that according to Sir Draco was fast but had a gentle nature.
Hermione turned away from the window as Ginny knocked on the door, before entering. Ginny smiled at her mistress as Hermione picked up her cloak that was lying nearby.
"Sir Draco is waiting for you." Ginny informed Hermione.
"Thank you Ginny." Hermione smiled at her friend and handmaiden. "You can take the afternoon off if you wish. I'm planning on a long ride so I'll not be needing you this afternoon."
"Thank you." Ginny smiled broadly at the news. "Sir Blaise has offered to show me a nearby market, I can now take him up on the offer."
"Sir Blaise?" Hermione raised an eyebrow questionably. "I thought it was Sir Theodore helping you settle in."
"Sir Theodore has been perfectly nice since we moved here, but we're just friends." Ginny explained.
"And Sir Blaise?"
"We might be more." Ginny blushed as she ducked her head. "We just have to wait and see."
"Have fun." Hermione smirked as the two women exited the chambers and went their separate ways.
Once again Hermione searched her memories and discovered that for the first couple of months after their arrival Ginny had been getting cosy with Sir Theodore. Hermione couldn't find any memories of Ginny and Sir Blaise so she figured her latest romance was a fairly new one. Despite earlier seeing why the spell had cast Ginny as her maid Hermione was now uncertain of the accuracy of the spell, sure the Ginny she knew liked to eye up boys but she wouldn't go through men at the rate the Ginny in this story clearly did, at least she hoped she didn't.
As Hermione stepped into the sunny courtyard all thoughts of Ginny and her role in the story vanished. As she walked down the stone stairs all of Hermione's focus was on the blond knight waiting for her at the bottom of them. Because they were going out for a ride he wasn't wearing his armour, he was dressed simply in a dark green shirt and dark trousers and boots, although his sword was strapped to his horse in case of emergencies.
"Good morning, My Lady." Draco dipped his head in greeting as Hermione reached him.
"Good morning, Sir Draco." Hermione smiled at the knight. "I hope you didn't mind that I suggested we had a long ride today. I think it's time I explored this kingdom a bit more."
"I don't mind in the slightest. We can do whatever you desire." Draco replied.
Hermione shivered at the words as she suddenly became aware of what Queen Hermione was intending to do that day. Hermione was becoming increasingly surprised by what her royal counterpart was like, she certainly wasn't the timid little wallflower that a lot of medieval Queens were portrayed as. While Queen Hermione was the perfect lady and always behaved impeccably in public she was also pretty determined and knew what she wanted, and right now it looked like she wanted Sir Draco.
"Shall we be off then?" Hermione suggested, walking towards her horse.
Like the chivalrous knight he was Draco helped Hermione onto her horse before he mounted his own. Together the Queen and her Knight slowly left the citadel, heading into the nearby countryside. Once they were in the open they picked up the pace and the two horses galloped through the fields.
After nearly an hour of riding through the lush, green countryside Hermione and Draco decided to stop for a rest. Draco directed them to a nearby river where the horses could get a drink as they rested. Once they had stopped Draco dealt with the horses while Hermione spread the blanket on the riverside and grabbed the picnic basket.
"You're a very unusual queen." Draco commented as he returned from tethering the horses to a tree where they could still have a drink.
Hermione laughed softly at the comment, in public he would never dream of addressing her so informally but when they were alone they were friendly and treated each other like equals.
"How so?" She asked as he settled down on the blanket beside her.
"Most queens don't have picnics with their knights and if they do they certainly don't set it up themselves."
"I like my independence." Hermione shrugged. "Just because I was born into royalty doesn't mean I can't look after myself."
"That's what I mean." Draco chuckled. "I've never met another person of royal descent that thinks that way."
"Do you not like it?" Hermione asked, tilting her head and looking at Draco. "Would you rather I was like the other boring, stuck up royalty?"
"No." Draco shook his head. "I like you just the way you are."
The Queen smiled and edged closer to Draco, Hermione knew exactly what the Queen was going to do but she was still surprised by her brazen attitude. "How much do you like me?" She asked.
Draco swallowed as he tried to respond and Hermione smiled as she noticed his eyes trail down to her chest. Like all of the Queen's attire her dress was tight fitting and highlighted her impressive cleavage. Hermione had also noticed that as she moved closer to Draco she had positioned herself so the knight had a perfect view of her assets.
"Am I to take your silence to mean you don't like me?" Hermione pouted.
"You know I like you." Draco responded in a rough voice.
"Do you like me enough to give me something I've wanted since the minute I met you?" Hermione reached out and placed her hand on Draco's chest as she spoke.
"What is it you want?" Draco asked.
Hermione smiled before leaning over so she was right in front of Draco. "You." She replied simply, before pressing her lips against his.
At first Hermione figured the Queen was about to be rejected as Draco stiffened the second their lips connected. Queen Hermione however was a very determined woman and she continued to kiss her handsome knight until he slowly began to respond. As Draco began kissing her back and even exerting some control over the kiss Hermione wondered if the real Draco was as good a kisser as Sir Draco. When Draco took full control of the kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth and exploring it thoroughly, Hermione forgot about comparing him to the real thing and just let herself enjoy the experience. Unfortunately the experience ended all too quickly with the Queen and her Knight separating for air.
"What about the King?" Draco asked, once he had recovered from the kiss.
"The King won't touch me." Hermione replied. She knew the Queen was just as relived as she was about that, albeit for different reasons. Queen Hermione was pleased she didn't have to deal with her husband as she didn't love him and was drawn to his top knight while Hermione was pleased she wouldn't have any intimate memories of her Potions Professor, the memories of him she did have was more than enough to make sure she wouldn't be able to look him in the eye for the rest of the year.
"That doesn't mean I should." Draco argued.
"Please." Hermione sat up slightly and toyed with the lace ribbon that fastened the top half of her gown together. "I can order you if that makes you feel better."
"How would that make me feel better?" Draco questioned, a puzzled look appearing on his face.
"If I ordered you to do it you might feel less guilty." Hermione reasoned. "Although I was hoping you wanted me as much as I want you."
"I do want you." Draco admitted, as his hand cupped the Queen's cheek and his thumb stroked her soft skin.
"Then take me." Hermione whispered.
Hermione watched the conflicting emotions flicker across Draco's face. It was clear the knight wanted the Queen but it was also clear he didn't want to betray the King. Hermione knew the instant he decided he would give the Queen what she wanted, his grey eyes darkened slightly and scanned her body while his tongue flicked out to wet his lips.
The Queen part of Hermione also noticed when he surrendered to his passion as she gave him a seductive smile before she began pulling at the lace that bound her top. Hermione slowly but surely loosened her top, watching Draco's reaction as she revealed herself to his eyes. The blond watched intently as Hermione opened her dress, his grey eyes taking in every inch of her creamy skin.
When Hermione had fully unlaced her top Draco leant forward and pressed his lips against hers. Hermione lost herself in the experience of kissing Draco, she doubted it would ever happen in her real life so she planned on making the most of her immersion story. Hermione was so lost in the kiss she hadn't noticed Draco's hands had moved until he pulled her dress off her shoulders, exposing her breasts fully.
When Draco's hand cupped her breast, his thumb brushing gently against her nipple, Hermione moaned loudly and broke the kiss. Looking into Draco's grey eyes Hermione clearly saw the question in them, he wanted to know this was definitely what she wanted. Both Hermione herself and Queen Hermione wanted Draco badly so she wriggled her arms free of her dress and lay back onto the blanket, beckoning for her lover to follow her.
Draco did as Hermione wanted and followed the Queen down onto the blanket. As he connected their lips again his left hand returned to her breast while his right slowly made its way down her body and under her skirt. Hermione moaned at the duel sensations of Draco's breath-taking kissing, his hand gently massaging her breast and his other hand stroking the skin of her inner thigh.
When Draco began trailing kisses along her neck and collarbone Hermione took the opportunity to explore Draco's body, snaking her hand under his shirt she felt his defined muscles. When her hand crept lower and brushed against the bulge in his trousers Hermione couldn't help but smile as he hissed at the feeling and bucked his hips at her.
Tilting her head so she was looking at the man on top of her, Hermione smiled. "Take it off." She said, tugging on his top.
Draco grinned before he sat up and pulled his top off and threw it onto the grass beside him. "Anything else you want removing, My Lady?" He asked cheekily.
Hermione eyed up the half-naked knight and nodded, gesturing to his trousers. Totally unembarrassed Draco stood up and pulled off his trousers, revealing the full extent of his arousal to Hermione. Hermione blushed at the sight and her first thought was Draco was right, she didn't think she could cope with these sort of scenes. Queen Hermione however wasn't as shy as she began removing her dress fully, leaving her lying in a pair of white, silk undergarments.
Hermione was still totally flustered by the whole experience as Draco settled back onto the blanket next to her. She expected him to get back on top of her and resume the kissing of earlier but instead he propped himself up next to her and just looked at her. Hermione wanted to ask what he was doing but since she had no control over what was said or done in the story she just had to wait for his next move. His next move came a minute later when he reached out and cupped her right breast, after giving it some attention he turned to the other one and stroked and caressed that one as well. His hand then slowly trailed down her firm stomach and came to rest on her silky underwear.
"Take them off." Hermione instructed. Once again the Queen's brazenness surprised Hermione, she definitely wasn't expecting the leading lady in the story to be so forthright and bossy.
When Draco slipped the underwear down her legs Hermione felt the urge to cover herself up. She'd never been this exposed in front of someone before and while she knew it wasn't her real body she had discovered that it looked exactly like hers and it certainly felt like hers. Queen Hermione however seemed to feel no such urge and she lay quite content as Draco's fingers began to trail back up her legs.
As his hand came to rest on Hermione's stomach Draco leant over and kissed her again. The kiss was more passion filled than the previous kisses and Hermione pulled Draco closer to her. As the kissing intensified hands began to wander, Hermione felt one of her hands trail down Draco's back onto his backside while she felt his hand that had been resting on her stomach travel further south. At the feeling of his fingers in between her legs Hermione groaned and bucked her hips up towards Draco.
The feelings Draco was creating in the Queen's body was a new experience for Hermione and while her reaction was to shy away from his touch the queen relished it and pressed closer to him. When Draco moved so he was hovering over her, Hermione felt a wave of apprehension at what was about to happen. Hermione's apprehension was overpowered by the Queen's anticipation however and she lifted her head and kissed Draco as he slowly entered her.
Hermione was surprised by how gentle Draco was, after the passion filled kissing and touching of the last few minutes she expected their encounter to be frenzied. However, it was anything but frenzied as Draco tenderly kissed the Queen as he set a slow and steady pace to their lovemaking. As Draco moved inside her, creating all sorts of feelings of pleasure, Hermione stared into his eyes which had never left hers since the moment he entered her.
Despite not knowing what was going to happen in the story Hermione knew there and then it would ultimately be a love story. While she had little doubt that Queen Hermione and Sir Draco had plenty of passion between them and things would get steamier between them she also knew there was a deeper connection between them and it would take very little for their feelings to blossom into true love.
All this ran through Hermione's mind as Draco gently made love to the Queen, but she was brought back to what was happening when he dipped his head and kissed her deeply. Hermione responded eagerly to the kiss, tangling her hands in his hair and pulling him closer as their tongues swirled against each other.
"I need more." Hermione gasped as she broke the kiss and arched up towards Draco.
"Whatever you say, your majesty." Draco grinned down at Hermione before picking up the pace of his actions.
Hermione moaned and gripped onto Draco's shoulders as he began thrusting faster and harder into her. Hermione was becoming overwhelmed by the feelings Draco was creating but the Queen kept begging her lover for more, which he happily obliged. As the two naked bodies writhed together by the river the action was becoming more frantic and fast paced, it was actually becoming much more like the encounter Hermione had been expecting.
Just as Hermione didn't think she could cope with any more, Draco's hand travelled back in between her legs. As his fingers stroked her expertly, combined with the frantic thrusting inside her, Hermione hit her climax. Hermione's body convulsed around Draco and he continued his actions for a few seconds before hitting his own climax. Totally exhausted the couple collapsed back onto the blanket, limbs still entangled with one another.