Never the Twain Shall Meet
The room was dark and calm, its occupants sleeping soundly.
Hermione arched her back a little and rolled slightly over on her side bringing her leg over; unfortunately it landed on Marcus' other cheek waking him with a start.
His eyes popped open, his eyes shooting back and forth (with his eyes only) panicked that he couldn't move freely as the device, which was strangely pliant, soft and warm, was preventing his head from moving.
Before the memory of last night he inhaled and took in the sweet scent of sex. His cock responded immediately and he groaned as the memories came flooding back and with them came the craving for her taste.
He brought his large hand to her curved bum and caressed it. He sent a hot puff of breath to her center in response to the feel of her silky skin. He grasped the back side of her hip and moved forward bringing his lips to her nether.
He kissed her letting his tongue flick lightly inside her warm folds. She moaned and moved her hand down to his hair.
He kissed her again and flicked her clit with an upward stroke of his tongue. She gasped and her eyes popped open, when he saw her look down he put his mouth on her slurping and sucking; licking and fucking. She tasted so good.
Her hips were starting to roll and her moans were getting louder as he ate her with vigor.
He pushed her on her back and wrapped his arms around her legs placing his hands at her hips stilling her writhing frame.
"ohmyGods…oh oh.." she moaned and arched her back freezing for a moment.
Marcus drank in her orgasm, his tongue moving languidly while she floated back down.
He was wearing his jeans and right now, they were painfully tight. He pushed himself up and kissed her.
She could smell herself on her lips and groaned at what it meant. She sucked his bottom lip in her mouth and licked his lips hungrily.
"Princess…" he whispered rutting against her, "we have to stop, I can't … I'm losing control."
He pleaded but didn't let go of her nor did he stop kissing her. His arms tightened around her rolling them over so that he was on top of her.
He pulled back, "you're first time shouldn't be like this, Princess." He said quietly.
The rumble of his chest distracting her, "it should be exactly like this Marcus." She said and lifted her head to kiss him again.
He didn't stop her, in fact, lowered his head to kiss her back.
After a moment, he sighed and pulled back, "I can't. not in your childhood bedroom." He said sullenly.
She huffed, but then had an idea, "Marcus?" she whispered like she usually does, she knew he liked when she spoke his name like that.
"Hmmm?" he said his face buried in her neck.
"Let me see you." she said pushing to roll him over.
He stiffened, but then let her roll them.
He was slouching against her head board looking at her. She reached over and touched his straining member through the denim.
He hissed and she returned his gaze.
Her small hand went to undo his pants; after the button was popped his hand moved to still hers.
"Let me." she whispered seductively, "I want to see you; touch you." she said her hand already moving to the zipper.
She unzipped and was surprised to note that Marcus didn't wear anything under his pants.
She pushed his pants apart and down watching his rather large member stand proudly for her.
She hesitated and looked at him again for some kind of confirmation that once they did have sex that it would fit.
She couldn't' read the expression on his face or the emotion in his eyes, but after a second he spoke, "it's ok princess." He said reassuring her.
Looking at the twitching cock, "show me what to do Marcus."
He paused and then pulled her close, his arm tightly around her waist his other hand slowly stroking himself.
He let up and took her small hand in his guiding her over the large base, "Wrap your hand around me." he said tensely.
She did – her finger didn't reach, "Harder princess." He said through clenched teeth.
"Move your hand up in a pumping motion."
He gasped and jerked his hips upward in response to her ministrations. His arm tightened around her bringing her almost on top of him in a slouched sitting position.
"Faster." He bit out.
She responded, "I'm … cumm… ing" he sighed and she watched in awe as milky liquid spurt from the tip. Some got on her hand and curiosity got the better of her.
His dark eyes watched as she brought her hand up to her mouth, her little tongue darting out to lick his release.
He groaned and closed his eyes; she was going to be the death of him.
She didn't think it was bad, a little salty/bitter, but not bad.
He cast a quick cleansing spell, pulled his pants up not buttoning the top button and sank, with her, back into the soft mattress for an extra hour of shut eye.
***next morning
"Hermione?" Janey called walking down the hall to her daughters' door.
***in the room
Two sets of eyes popped open and scrambled out of bed, Hermione quickly finding her knickers and Marcus almost tumbling over while he was simultaneously watching her and trying to put on his shoes standing up.
Her mother was almost there so Hermione did the only thing she could do; cast a disillusionment charm over Marcus and hissed, "Now shhhh."
He wanted to snort at her, but didn't when he felt the chilly wave wash over him and stood as still as he could.
The door opened to Hermione in her night clothes waving her wand to change her sheets and make the bed, "good morning dear." Her mother sighed, "Magic would be nice, sometimes I'm so envious."
Hermione turned to face her mother and smiled, but didn't say anything.
"Mya, we need to talk, so come down to breakfast in about an hour ok?"
Hermione frowned, "Okay… is everything all right? No one's dying, right?"
Janey laughed, "Oh no nothing like that."
As soon as the door clicked shut Hermione cast a silencing spell around the room and not a second later Marcus' phone rang.
He cleared his throat and answered as Hermione removed the disillusionment spell over him, "Good Morning Miss Janey." He said to let Mya know it was her mum.
"Yes, an hour is fine. I'll be there." He said feeling weird that he was already 'there'.
"Ok see you then." He said and hung up.
He looked at the sexy little witch in front of him and smirked, "I'm coming to breakfast in an hour, so get dressed." He joked and bent down to kiss her softly before he apperated away.
She sat down on the bed and sighed happily.
She cleaned up her room, showered and fixed her hair before she dug through her trunk of clothing to find something to wear. While she was doing two owls pecked on her window hooting at each other angrily.
She opened the window and gave them both a treat and untied each parchment. They remained perched on her dresser so she assumed they both wanted responses.
Mya,
Do you have time to go walk through Surrey Cottage today with Blaise and me? Apperate to Malfoy Manor around two o'clock. Send a response back with Tigger.
Draco.
*** hoot hoot
Draco,
I'll be there.
Mya.
"Here you go, Tigger." She said to the owl giving him another treat and tying the response to his leg gently.
She opened the next parchment.
Miss Granger,
Are you available to join us for brunch at Guillome's on Tuesday? Ladies Malfoy, Greengrass (daughters too) and Pucey will be in attendance as well as both Mrs. Weasley and her daughter Ginerva.
Please let me know if you can attend. You can apperate or floo here to Nott Estates or floo with Lady Malfoy from Malfoy Manor at 10:30.
Please send a response with Jonesy.
Respectfully,
Alexandra Nott (formerly Zabini)
***Hoot Hoot
Hermione knew Blaise's mother had married Theo Notts father some time ago so wasn't confused by the last name.
She remembered feeling compassion and sadness for Roland Nott her fifth year; Theo was killed by a rogue spell in a Diagon alley attack by death eaters. Theo was Rolands only child and his wife had died giving birth.
Mrs. Nott,
I would be honored to attend. Thank you so much for the invitation. I will floo with Lady Malfoy if she is amenable as I find myself at Malfoy Manor often.
Respectfully,
Hermione Granger
P.S. Please call me Mya.
She sent the owl away with a parting treat and returned to her closet.
The open window had given her a chill and it had started to snow, so she pulled out dark gray denims, black boots and a winter white turtle neck sweater. Leaving her hair down and casting a jasmine scented spell over herself she made her way to the kitchen.
She walked in to find Janey hovering over/beside Marcus as she monitored him cutting tomato in precise cubes for the omelets' she was making.
He was laughing and Janey just huffed and took the knife away pushing him to a chair.
"Oh good Mya, get Marcus some coffee, would you? He's pants at slicing tomatoes." Janey said making David snort and Marcus express mock outrage and Hermione shake her head in disbelief. She was pretty sure she walked into some alternate universe like Bizarro world.
As they sat to eat Hermione looked at her mother in curiosity, "So mum, what did you want to talk about?" she asked.
Janey lowered her fork to the plate and looked to her husband for encouragement. He nodded and she looked at her daughter and Marcus, "A week or so ago, we took in a patient. A little boy with a cleft lip and palate." She paused.
Marcus remembered, "Ralph." He said his face expressionless.
Janey nodded, "Well, there are other like him. Many others and we can help… we want to help. There is an organization that accepts dentists from all over the world to help these children fix this deformity. We joined." She paused again.
Hermione connected the dots, "Where are you going?" she asked slowly.
"We're going to India first." David answered looking at his daughter.
"When are you leaving?" Hermione asked.
"Right after you graduate."
"Are you coming back?"
"Eventually."
Hermione nodded, that's why they were so hesitant and that's why they wanted Marcus there as well, he would be affected.
"You're selling the practice?" Marcus asked.
Janey nodded hoping he wouldn't be terribly angry or disappointed.
"You're selling the house?" Hermione asked.
David nodded.
Hermione and Marcus looked at each other and back at her parents, "Ok." She said and both returned to eating.
David and Janey were not expecting such … well, they just weren't expecting it to be this easy, especially from their daughter.
Janey narrowed her eyes, "spill it, young lady."
Marcus snorted and Hermione shot him a glare effectively ending his mirth.
"I'm moving in with Draco and Blaise – I'm godmother to Blaise's unborn daughter" she let that sink in before she continued, "…and Marcus, Adrian Pucey and I are starting a company back in the wizarding world."
Janey processed everything and smiled. She decided to address each, "Blaise got some girl pregnant?"
"Ginny Weasley." Hermione said in her best scandalized voice making Marcus' eyes roll.
"I didn't know they were an item. Truth be told I always thought he had a thing for you." David said.
Marcus interjected, "He did. For two years. They even started something, but Weaselette just dropped the bomb killing whatever romance Mya and he started."
Hermione told her mum and father about what happened.
Janey shook her head, "that's just terrible." And then moved on, "who is Adrian Pucey?"
"My best mate and flat mate. We've known each other since we were babies. His mother practically raised me."
"What's the company, exactly?" David wanted to know.
"Curse breaking and application and Wards creation." She said proudly.
"What are you going to call it?" Janey asked.
The two looked at each other and smirked, "We have no idea."
"What's the competition?" David asked.
"No other independent companies, only Ministry workers." Hermione said having done her research.
Janey shrugged as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "Cornerstone Affiliates; curses and wards." She said meeting the pleasantly surprised expressions of Marcus and Hermione.
Hermione broke out into a wide grin, "that sounds great!" Marcus nodded in agreement.
***After breakfast.
Dialing.
Ringing.
"Pucey here." He said professionally.
"It's Mya; I won't keep you. How does Cornerstone Affiliates; curses and wards sound?"
His face broke out into a very pleased smile and his secretary wondered to whom he was speaking; she hadn't seen him look that pleased in months.
"Can you meet me for lunch?" he asked.
"If it's an early lunch; Marcus and I are at my house, we can go together." She said.
"Why early?" he asked
"Nosy." She admonished in a teasingly manner
He huffed waiting for her to answer, "I'm meeting Draco and Blaise to go see our new home in Surrey at 2."
"Oh, can I come? I hate work." He asked whining.
She snorted and he heard her relay the sentiment to Marcus.
Marcus chuckled.
"Of course you can, you still owe me a shopping trip, so afterwards, we're going shopping… mama needs a new pair a shoes!"
He laughed, "Ok pretty witch, see you and the big wizard at 11:30 then."
They hung up and she turned to said big wizard, "Lunch with ...our partner at 11:30."
"You realize he's probably going to quit… today." Marcus said pulling Hermione close, bending down to plant kisses on her neck and cheeks.
"I can't think when you do that, Marcus." She said wrapping her arms around his neck.
He pulled back suddenly, "So Cornerstone Affiliates… I like that." He said smiling down at her.
She thought he looked roguishly handsome and hoped to see him smile more often.
