When Hermione woke again, Luna was gone and Madame Pomfrey was in her place in the chair beside Hermione's bed reading a book. She looked over the top of the pages at the rousing girl.
"Good afternoon Ms. Granger" she smiled, "I trust you know where you are and why you are here after speaking to Luna the last time you woke up, so I won't trouble you with any of that."
"I don't…" Hermione started, her mind groggy with medicine and sleep, "I'm not sure that I remember. What I mean is…I'm sorry. Can you refresh my memory? What happened?"
Madame Pomfrey sighed and placed her book on the bedside table. "An extremely rare phenomenon occurred when Mr. Malfoy cast that spell on you. Simply put, you have been experiencing orgasm within orgasm on end for the past 8 weeks."
She adjusted her glasses, clearly uncomfortable with the subject. "Now, because of the rarity of your reaction, we had very little to go on as to how to treat your symptoms. At first, your body was experiencing violent attacks practically hourly. Your nerves were firing rapidly over your whole body, causing forceful convulsions that wore you out and kept you unconscious until the third week when you woke to find Ms. Lovegood here."
Memories of speaking to Luna came back to Hermione, and she remembered the attack that she had had at the end of their conversation. "But if I was done having attacks, what happened when I spoke to Luna?"
"Ah, well you see Ms. Granger, your attacks were not fully gone, just infrequent enough to allow you consciousness. From what we can gather from the few past examples there are of people with your predicament, it was probably…Ahem! ...Probably some sexual thoughts that triggered your relapse."
Hermione remembered that she had been thinking about Draco and their time in the kitchens just before she had the episode.
'No Hermione! Don't think about it, you don't want to pass out again!' Hermione forced herself to clear her mind with meditative breaths and hand movements her Occlumency teacher had taught her.
Madame Pomfrey recognized her movements. "Very wise, Ms. Granger! Occlumency will certainly come in handy in the coming few weeks while you are still recovering. However, I think that enough time has past that thoughts alone will not trigger a relapse. Try it! I think we will find that we have kept you sedated long enough for the more severe side effects to have worn off."
Hermione raised an eyebrow at the Mediwitch, who smiled and nodded encouragingly in return. 'Alright then…fantasizing in front of Madame Pomfrey, no big deal Hermione….' she thought to herself, then turned her thoughts towards Draco. She recalled the feeling of his hands tracing the skin of her neck, his teeth gently nipping at her puckered nipple, his tongue sweeping the length of her slit.
She felt a familiar ache start to build in her core and knew that she was probably wet from the fantasy, but her reaction went no further. No spasms, no involuntary noises. "Wicked," Hermione said with a smile.
"Now Ms. Granger, this in no way means that a full recovery has been made. I have informed Mr. Malfoy of this as well, you should have no sexual activity for at least another three weeks. Any sexual pleasure above a certain threshold will send you into another orgasmic fit, which as you know, is not as pleasant as it might sound."
But even as she nodded in understanding and closed her eyes to fall back into a deep sleep, Hermione thought to herself, 'No pleasure for me, but she didn't say anything about Draco'. Hermione fell asleep with a smile on her face and ideas for her reunion with Draco running through her mind.
Hermione awoke the next morning to the deep hearty sound of Draco's laughter. Before she fully opened her eyes, she allowed herself to soak in the sound of his happiness. She heard Luna's tinkling laugh join Draco's and finally opened her eyes to greet the two friends.
Draco's laughter died off immediately when he saw Hermione's chocolate brown eyes open to him for the first time in two months. He dropped off his chair to his knees at her bedside and grasped her hand between his own, lowering his forehead to press on their intertwined fingers. His breath was shaky and erratic as she raised her other hand to tenderly stroke his hair as a gentle reminder that she was in fact awake and there with him.
Luna calmly stood and left, giving Hermione a small smile before she slipped out of the door.
At the sound of the door closing, Draco lifted his head from their tangled hands. His brow was furrowed, his lips pressed together in dark concentration.
"I thought…" he began, "I thought…I'm so sorry….I never meant to hurt you." His eyes met hers then, hers wide with surprise, his clouded with guilt and worry. "If I had known Hermione, that this was even a one in a million chance…I never would have…I just wanted to bring you even a fraction of the pleasure that you bring me, every day, even…"
She cut him off then, unable to bear hearing him speak with such guilt over something neither of them meant to happen. "Draco this is not your fault. An unfortunate accident, yes, but nothing to apologize for." Draco's gaze dropped to their hands and she squeezed his reassuringly.
"That night was one of the best of my life, because you said you want to be with me. And what happened after…" She trailed off blushing, "What happened after was equally incredible."
Gently lifting his chin so his eyes met hers once more, she whispered, "Don't ever let me hear you apologizing for bringing me that type of pleasure again."
Draco nodded, his eyes dipping to her lips. His own were firmly pressed together, physically restraining himself from capturing hers in the kiss they both desperately wanted. Shaking his head, he whispered back.
"I just couldn't stand the thought of hurting you. No more experimental spells, I'm not taking any more risks with you. I couldn't ….I could never forgive myself if I hurt you."
Hermione grinned at him. "Are you sure Mr. Malfoy? An ice-cold mouth around your cock may change your mind. She shot him a wink and Draco burst out laughing.
"We will have to do more research next time, find out what the risks are."
"Luckily, research is my forte" She smiled, making Draco laugh again.
"You know Granger, when I promised to make your body convulse with the force of your orgasm, I didn't mean for eight weeks. I didn't think I was that good!"
"You still owe me you know. Your final promise." Hermione raised her eyebrows at him and shifted her body, allowing her hospital gown to fall open, revealing a breast and the soft mound of curls covering her cunt.
Draco swallowed hard and allowed his eyes to travel Hermione's body just once before shutting them tightly. "Merlin woman, you aren't going to make this easy, are you?"
Hermione just giggled and readjusted her gown, covering herself. "No, I plan on making it very, very hard" She grinned at him.
Draco groaned and shook his head. "Three weeks love, and you are all mine."
"Three weeks" She nodded. "Just enough time for me to catch up on all the homework I've missed!" He laughed and offered his hand to help her out of bed so she could get dressed and back to their dorms.