Disclaimer: I own nothing, all credit to J.K Rowling for the creation of the Harry Potter universe. I just found a plot for this ship.

Warning: There is an M rating for a reason. The story will NOT contain rape or sexual violence. Lemons and fluff expected. Basically what you would expect from most romance novels nowadays.
There will also be the use of profanity.

Music speaks to my muse.
This chapters song was: Dreams, The Cranberries
Lyric of choice: You have my heart so don't hurt me.

Charmed to You

Chapter 22
There's Always Time For Paris

Hermione opened her eyes the weekend after George and Constance's wedding to see Draco sitting up in bed fully dressed watching her.

She sat up frowning at him.

He gave her a long look and then sighed. "I was a total arse to try and tell you to miss the wedding."

Hermione froze in shock and then watched him wince.

"It's a bit despicable that me apologizing causes you to go in such a state of shock, wife."

Hermione snorted and sank back in the pillows shaking her head as she smiled at his tone. "You don't exactly apologize often, Draco."

He sank down and pulled her into his arms his hand rubbing up and down her arm. "What happened with Ron?"

Hermione sighed so he was finally ready to talk about it? They had been dancing around each other all week, helped by her crazy schedule and his own business commitments. She half wanted to tell him to bugger off and not talk to him after waiting so long for him to ask, but, she realized that would be counter productive in the long run, so she told him the truth.

"He is bitter and a prat."

She felt him chuckle and then he hugged her closer. "Are you still in love with him? Do I need to be jealous?"

Hermione looked back at him horrified. "What? No, of course not!" He watched her for a moment and then he nodded but his face was still angry, she reached up and rubbed at the lines between his eyes. "Draco, I am not in love with Ronald. He was my best friend and it makes me angry and sad that he is acting so horrible, not just to me, but to Ginny as well. I keep hoping that he will see reason, that I can talk him into getting over this."

Draco snorted but she felt him relax. "I didn't like you dancing with him or that it made you so happy."

Hermione frowned at him and then shook her head. "This is why I told you that ring was dangerous, Draco. I wasn't happy to be dancing with him, I was happy he was not acting like a wanker at his brothers' wedding."

She watched as his expression cleared and then he winced. "Oh."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him. "Yes, oh. Draco, if you are going to ease drop on my emotions you probably should realize something like this is going to happen again."

He nodded and hugged her and she let him think over what she had pointed out because it was really important that he understand what she was telling him.

Finally, he said softly. "Will you come to France with me this weekend? I have a meeting this morning but we can spend the night together, we haven't been back since the wedding. Niffy can make up the room like before."

Hermione smirked. "And do my hair?"

She felt her husband shudder and then he was hungrily kissing her. "It's a date," he whispered into her lips.

Hermione laughed as he got out of bed. That had gone so much better than she had thought it would. He had been avoiding her the entire week and she had thought for sure they were due for a major fight; but, instead, she would get two days and a night in France.

She jumped out of bed and yelled for Niffy.

"Mistress called?"

Hermione smiled at the elf happily. "Niffy, want to go to France with me?"

Niffy jumped up and down. "Oh yes!"

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They took a port key to France and separated. Draco heading off to his meeting in Paris via floo and Hermione heading to the library to spend the morning getting to know some new books.

Niffy gave her a large basket telling her to put whichever ones she wished to take home into it and she would see they made it to her personal study. Hermione smiled at her gratefully and within an hour had filled up three baskets. She also felt she had won a major battle when she convinced Niffy to eat lunch with her. They settled down at a table by the large windows in the library to have their sandwiches and fruit salad.

Niffy didn't linger though, saying she had a lot to do and waving off Hermione when she offered to help.

"Oh no, mistress, you need to get ready, master is taking you to Paris."

Hermione smiled and jumped up rushing off to her room to get changed. An hour later Draco arrived to change out of his suit and then they left to explore the city.

They spent the afternoon holding hands and smiling at all the sites and sounds of the City of Love. She was surprised when he stayed to the Muggle areas.

"No one will bother us here," he said with a smirk when she questioned him. "I can have you to myself."

They had dinner over candlelight with a view of the Eiffel Tower and then walked hand in hand to a back alley where he apparated them back to the castle.

Hermione smiled as she saw she was in the room she had gotten ready in earlier. He grinned at her and winked and then left leaving her to Niffy who was waiting anxiously to do her hair.

When she next saw her husband he was waiting in the room they had spent their first night as man and wife in totally nude lounging on the bed. She laughed at the look on his face when she appeared and did a turn.

Niffy had gone out of her way to play up the water nymph idea. She was in a soft silly blue nightgown that went down to the floor and flowed like water and her hair had blue fairy lights in it and was just as long and perfectly curled as it had been the night of their bonding.

She raised an eye at Draco who was staring at her with an open mouth and wide eyes. "I think she overheard you when you said you had a fantasy about shagging a nymph."

Draco smirk was wide and his eyes were dark and stormy with desire. "If I was paying her she would get a raise."

Hermione giggled. "She likes flowers."

Draco nodded and stood up walking over to her. "Done. You are stunning."

Hermione flushed and held out her hand to run a finger down his chest, watching him shiver as she touched him. "You're not so bad yourself."

They stared at each other for a moment before he surprised her by sweeping her up into his arms and walking back to the bed where he set her down gently and then spread out her hair. He stood staring at her for a moment before he shook his head.

"I don't deserve you."

Hermione felt her heart hitch at how utterly vulnerable he looked in this moment. "Draco-"

He cut her off and shook his head. "Just, know that you are perfect, absolutely perfect, and I have no idea how I ended up your husband."

Hermione smiled softly and reached out to him. "Touch me."

A little of his cockiness came back and his eyes moved back to showing his desire. "Oh, I plan to do much much more than just touch you, Mrs. Malfoy."

Hermione gasped out a small giggle as she watched him use his wand to remove her nightgown. "Well, I was kind of counting on that, Mr. Malfoy."

Hermione was floating on a cloud of sensation that left her feeling like she might not ever be the same when she came down. This, she thought, was what dreams were made of. This incredible feeling of completion.

Draco was not in a hurry tonight, not that he usually was, but tonight he was even slower and if she couldn't feel herself breathing she might have thought she had died and gone to heaven.

His mouth was skimming down her stomach and she had a very good idea where the devil he was headed. At her gasp, he chuckled and firmly held her down as he pushed a finger into her slowly and set about tormenting her, slowly.

Thankfully he didn't restrain her hands and she could pull at his hair although mostly she just found her hands gripping the sheets as she gasped out her pleasure. She felt him pull his two fingers out of her core and run them up her stomach, following that up by licking up her juices as he came back up to kiss her, knowing that she loved to taste herself on him.

She was able to get him to roll over and she spent her time kissing over his chest playfully holding his hands up and out of the way but he wouldn't let her move farther down his body, instead he gripped her hips and brought her down on top of him, causing them both to gasp in pleasure. Her next orgasm was quick but he didn't give her any reprieve, instead, he flipped her over and started bringing her to the edge all over again.

She sighed as his hands moved over her breasts tenderly, she was coming down from her third orgasm and she knew he was really just getting started. He always wanted more, greedy bastard!

She met his lips and tried to take control of the kiss laughing when she found that her hands really were bound now. "Draco!"

He smirked down at her. "It's not your turn to touch me again yet." He said wickedly as he nipped at her neck.

She wiggled and then sighed. "Merlin it's never my turn. You wring me out so that I can't get even move."

He chuckled into her neck and moved over her, releasing her hands so that she could wrap her arms back around him before he whispered brokenly. "That's the point."

She might have thought to argue this with him but he was moving inside of her and hitting that spot that made her see stars and she was too busy gasping out his name in pleasure.

They made love most of the night, and Hermione did finally get a turn, flipping him over towards morning and spending her time torturing him until he took back control and shagged her into a dead faint.

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When she woke up the next morning it was to find him awake already watching her his face a bit weary.

"What is it?"

He frowned playing with her hair. "I have to tell you something and I don't know how."

Hermione watched his eyes and then reached up to smooth away his frown. "Something you did?"

He shook his head. "No."

She paused and then said softly. "Will it make me happy or sad?"

He gave her a slow smile and then his frown was back. "Very angry."

"But not angry at you?"

He shook his head. "Not this time. I had nothing to do with it."

She sighed. "Do I need to know right now?"

Draco shook his head his face still troubled but his frown gone. "No."

Hermione made up her mind and cuddled into his chest kissing it. "Then don't tell me, please. This weekend is too perfect to spoil."

She felt him take a deep shuddering breath and then he said softly into her hair. "As you wish."

Notes:
I think she made a wise choice to not ruin the weekend. I think you will agree that Hermione has experience understanding these moments of bliss are something to cherish.

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