A/N: I have to admit that the sexual scenes have been easy and fun to write but I have also wanted to fill in a lot of the background stuff leading up to the present day of the story, Its been hard so I hope I've done it justice and that it will help to make the story more believable, oh and don't worry theirs a little bit of sex still in this chapter!! Thanks for reading!!
Draco's Choice chapter 5 by HPFangirl71
The sunlight was softly filtering through the curtains when Draco woke up. His arm was wrapped around Hermione's waist, her head laying against his chest. Draco reveled in her warmth and drank in her delicious scent. This was what he would describe as a truly perfect moment. Just the simple pleasure of having Hermione wrapped in his arms all nite long. He wished this moment could last forever. Draco sighed deeply, he was going to have a lot of explaining to do when he finally went home to the manor. Pansy was probably furious by now. He'd think of a way to avoid that trouble later. Right now, all he wanted was to savor this moment for as long as he could.
Draco trailed soft kisses down the curve of Hermione's neck. She let out a soft moan in her sleep. Boldly, Draco let his hand slide between her thighs. Hermione awoke to Draco's pleasurable ministrations with a soft gasp. "Well Good Morning to you too." she whispered playfully as she pulled his lips to hers. His kiss was perfection to her, gentle yet needy at the same time. She rolled herself over and placed her body on Draco's hardened manhood. Their kisses became more fevered as the intensity of their lovemaking grew.
After they were both satisfied, Hermione left the room to shower and dress. Draco lay there marveling at how peaceful he felt. Hermione came in dressed in a light blue shirtdress. She pulled the covers off Draco and told him to get up. " Come on lazybones, you'll be late for work." she told him. He looked at her with a smirk on his lips and stated, "I'm not going in today." He grabbed her arm, pulling her down, holding her close to him, "And neither are you." he stated. Hermione began protesting, telling him that the house elves needed her. Draco cupped her chin in his hand, looked straight into her eyes, and in a soft whisper he said, "I need you too, Lioness."
From the determined look on Draco's face, Hermione knew she wasn't going to win. "All right," she said, "I'll call into work." Happy and excited, Draco kissed her and then got up to head into the shower. He popped his head out when he heard her mention sending an owl to the burrow. "Why do you need to message them?" he said with a scowl on his face. In an exasperated tone, Hermione, responded, "because their still my family!" "Ron and I still have a connection to each other." she stated, as she walked towards him. Draco, with a bitter look on his face replied, "I don't know whether to be jealous about that statement or not?" With a smile on her lips, Hermione told him "I think you're already jealous even though you have nothing to be jealous of…. I love you not Ronald Weasley. In fact, you're the reason I was able to get over him so quickly when he insisted on divorcing me." She put her arms around Draco's neck and kissed him deeply and passionately. He returned her kiss with just as much passion. When the kiss was over, Draco tilted her head to look into her eyes and said, " I always knew Weasley was stupid, but divorcing you proved it." Draco pulled away from her. "I'm going to go shower now, see if you can't find those muggle clothes you bought me." he demanded.
After an hour, they were seated at breakfast, sharing laughs over a stack of chocolate chip pancakes Hermione had magically whipped up. Draco was dressed in a pair of muggle jeans and a black Adidas polo shirt. Hermione thought he looked extremely handsome sitting there at her kitchen table still wet from his shower. This was definitely worth missing a day of work for, she thought with a smile on her lips. Draco had her hand in his across the table, stirring lazily at his cup of tea. He looked at her adoringly and wondered what had ever made him waste all those years at Hogwarts. Why had Ron's stupidity been the wakeup call he needed to see Hermione in such a different light? He really owed the despised Weasley a great deal of thanks, it was during Hermione's heartbreaking divorce that he had suddenly found her attractive when she had turned to him for both friendship and comfort from her pain. Draco had happily obliged her and waited patiently throughout the divorce proceedings for her to come to his bed, now she was truly his in every way there was except in the legal way. He wished he could remedy that but his father was holding the Malfoy inheritance over his damn head to keep him in his marriage to Pansy.
"Draco, what's eating your thoughts?" Hermione asked him. "Lucius, damn him!" Draco spat out, "He was at the manor last nite." Hermione could tell that it upset him very much, but after all he was his father. "Why wouldn't you want him there? He's your father." she stated plainly. Draco looked at her with a look of pain, "Don't you understand that he is what's keeping us apart, him and his damn pureblood attitudes! I can't let Scorpius suffer because of him and he is our only hope of retaining the Malfoy money. At least till the bastard dies!" Draco seemed visibly upset over seeing his father and Hermione didn't bring up the topic again. Soon the tension had passed and finally Draco brought it up again. "I know you don't understand why this upsets me so. You don't see that I'm trapped, to you it seems so simple. All I have to do is make a choice between you and Pansy, but its not such a simple choice. I love you immensely baby, but the choice is still complicated. If we had gotten together before my marriage to Pansy it would've been simple, but now its wrapped up in so much more and so many other people will be hurt ." He looked at her, his eyes pleading with her to understand. Hermione didn't know what to say so instead she came around the table and quietly sat on Draco's lap wrapping her arms lovingly around him. Thankfully no words were needed for him to feel she understood and was on his side.