A/N: Sorry it's been so long! Busy season at work! Ah! But I managed to squeeze this in! Please, enjoy and REVIEW!

21. Mint Chocolate Chip

"I've got it!" Hermione slammed a book closed, which startled the blond haired boy who was lounging on the floor, perusing another book. They were both in Hermione's living room, researching, but to no avail. They have been so bored sense term ended and they were back at home again.

Draco peered at her lazily. "Got what?"

"Penelope and Ron aren't together because she's older than him, of course."

He rolled his eyes. "Why are you so stuck on that relationship? Do you want him back or something?"

"What?" Hermione frowned. "That's absurd..."

"Is it?" Draco growled angrily and pulled himself up off her floor.

Hermione watched him grab his things. "What are you doing?"

"Leaving. Call me when you're ready to let him go."

"Draco, please! I've let him go. He's gone..."

"No, he's not. You are obsessing over his relationship and you can't even concentrate on other, more important matters on hand like, I don't know... what my mother is up to?"

Hermione sighed and walked over to him and took the collar of his shirt in her hands and stared at his neck because she couldn't quite face him. He was right. She was obsessing and she didn't know why... well she did... Ron was her first love, her best friend and letting him go wasn't easy and she knew she had to in order to have Draco. And she did want to let go because she really wants Draco...

"I'm sorry," Hermione whispered and kissed his neck. "I'm so sorry... you're right..." She fumbled with the button of his shirt. "Forgive me?" She breathed as she kissed his chest. "Please?"

Draco wobbled a bit as he stood there. How could he not forgive her? How could he stay mad when she was touching him and kissing him like that? Fucking witch. "It's all okay... I just don't like coming in second to him."

"I know," she purred. "It won't happen again..." She backed him up against the couch until they both fell over onto it. Hermione kissed him more fervently. "I promise..."

Draco could feel himself getting pretty aroused... and it wasn't his fault! She was being a temptress, being all coy and seductive. It wasn't fair... but once her hand slithered down to his groin, he ceased to care about fairness, he just wanted to get even. He slid his hand up her thigh and grabbed her ass from beneath her skirt. She let out a yelp in surprise and he smirked against her lips. He then dipped his fingers down the waist band of her panties and let them wander until she moaned throatily.

"Not fair," Hermione murmured and squirmed on top of him. "You can't...ahh! Ahhhhh." She could already feel a massive build up in the pit of her stomach. She quickly undid his belt as he was still doing his work on her and grabbed his manhood through his boxers.

"Merlin," Draco moaned out and leaned up to bite Hermione's neck. "Oh fuck that feels so good."

Hermione could really tell... he was really hard in her hand. She looked at him and he looked at her, their looks smoldering one another. Hermione then pulled away from him and stood up, grabbing the bottoms of his trousers and pulling them off, then doing the same with his boxers. She then shimmied out of her bottoms and climbed back on top of him, taking control.

He honestly could not believe her. She was insanely sexy and turning him on. It was as if all his fantasies were molding into this moment... She grabbed his shaft again and placed his tip right at her entrance. She was teasing him. He could tell. She was smirking at him as she rotated her hips around and played with his tip.

He lifted and eyebrow and grabbed her hips. She was in for a treat. He quickly lifted himself up and shoved his length inside of her. She yelled out at the fullness that she felt and how great she felt. It was amazing. She placed her hands on his chest and dug her nails into him as he began pumping and pumping into her. She began moving up and down, meeting his thrusts.

He was getting close. He could feel it and the way she was just bouncing up and down on top of him was not helping him from holding back. But luckily she screamed out something that he was wondering...

"Oh my... oh... my... I'm gonna... I'm gonna... DRACO!" Hermione screamed as Draco felt her walls clench around his dick. He sighed and pumped hard three last times as he shot into her.

"Fuck, Hermione!" He bellowed and gripped her sides and he reveled in the moment and feeling of him inside her.

She collapsed on top of him. "Oh my," she sighed. "That was just... that was amazing."

He nodded and kissed the top of her head. "Agreed, but we won't be able to do this all the time when Adrianna gets back from your mother's."

"I don't know. My mum is really enjoying being a part of my life. I don't think she'll ever give your daughter back."

Draco laughed. "She better. I'd be lost without that one."

She smiled and peeled herself off of him, tossing him his pants. "Come on, let's get some ice cream. I'll buy."

"Nonsense..." He stood up and pulled on his trousers as she pulled her panties and skirt back on. "I'll buy."

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"Mint chocolate chip?" Draco wrinkled his nose as they left the ice cream parlor.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's a great flavor, why won't you just try it?"

"I refuse to expose my taste buds to such behavior. Mints and chocolate just aren't meant to be together."

"Kind of how Purebloods and Muggle-borns aren't supposed to be together?"

Draco shot her a look. "I was hardly talking about witches and wizards... we are obviously meant to be together, Granger."

She stuck her cone in his face, inches from actually hitting him with ice cream. "Try it."

He sighed and stuck his tongue out, licking some ice cream off. It was absolutely... delicious. He groaned.

"You really thought it was that bad?" Hermione questioned, shocked slightly.

"No."

"Then what is it?"

"I'm just not used to dating girls who are smarter than me... and that are mostly right... all the time."

Hermione laughed softly and kissed his cheek. "Get over it."

He entwined his hand in hers. "I'll try."

Just as he was leaning in whisper that he loved her in her ear, they both bumped into a couple of people.

"Oh, sorry!" Hermione gasped and fell backwards a few steps.

"Oh, it's alright. It was my... Hermione?"

"Ron! Hey... what are you doing here?" Hermione asked, a little uneasy with seeing him after her and Draco had just gotten into an argument about him. She could feel him tighten his grip on her hand.

Ron looked around nervously. "Just out shopping with... erm, Penelope."

"Oh."

Ron ran a hand through his bright red hair. "Yea, we're kind of back together again."

Hermione smiled. "Well, that's good to hear."

"I see you two are still together," Ron stated, eyeing the both of them.

Malfoy let go of Hermione's hand and put his arm around her. "Yes, very much so together." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"That's... nice."

"Ronald, would you at least help with these bags?" Penelope screeched as she stepped out of the stop. She looked up and froze, shifting the bags to cover herself as if no one was supposed to know she was there.

"Erm, hello, Penelope," Hermione greeted, waving her hand awkwardly.

Penelope didn't say anything. She just stood there, staring at Ron. Hermione furrowed his eyebrows. What was going on?

Draco tightened his grip on Hermione and started ushering her away, tired of them being so rude to Hermione. "Come on, let's go."

"But..." Hermione tried to resist, but Draco was much too strong.

Ron stepped in front of Penelope, shielding her from...

"What's wrong, Ron?" Hermione asked.

Ron paled. "Nothing, Hermione. I'll see you around."

Draco pulled her along but she wrenched free from his grasp. "Penelope, Ron! I'm not mad that you are together! Stop acting like you're walking on eggshells around me!"

Penelope and Ron turned to look at her down the street. "I'll just see you around, okay? Drop it."

Hermione's jaw dropped slightly at Ron's rudeness. She just turned around and started walking away.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" Draco finally stopped her. "You don't look so well."

"I just need to go home for a bit... and lie down. I think the ice cream was spoiled... I should write a letter to the manager..."

He laughed softly. "Okay," Draco replied and cupped her face in his hands. "I'll stop by later, alright?"

"Alright."

He kissed her forehead and bid his adieu. Hermione sighed and apparated back to her flat. She didn't know what to think really... so she just decided not to think and take a small nap, but her small nap turned into a five hour nap, which resulted in her feeling worse and groggy.

So when she woke, her stomach was telling her it was time for dinner. And it was a Sunday afternoon. And she knew that the Weasley's always have a family dinner on Sunday nights. And she knew Ron would be there... and she felt like being a drama queen and having a huge blow up. She deserved an explanation anyway. Ron was acting like a right git.

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"Dinner looks great, Mum." Ginny smiled and shoved a forkful of pasta into her mouth.

Ron nodded. "It's really good."

"Thank you dears," Molly cooed as she turned to Penelope. "Eat up, dear. Remember..."

Pop!

"...you are eating for two."

"Hermione!" Harry stood up abruptly. "What are you doing here?"

"I...I..." Hermione looked at the happy little family crowded around the table. She really wished she had not heard Molly's statement. Suddenly, she forgot why she was there. They were happy... without her. She was an outcast. She didn't belong, and even though she was hurt, they didn't deserve to have their evening ruined for her personal vendetta. "I don't know. I shouldn't have come." Hermione made a bee line for the front door and quickly slipped out. The fresh air felt nice on her face.

She heard a door open and close. "Hermione, wait." It was Ron.

She had her back to him, so she wiped her tears without being seen. "What?"

"Is everything okay?" he asked stupidly.

Hermione clenched her jaw and turned around. Tears streaming down her face.

"Whoa, what's wrong?" Ron asked, still acting stupid.

She shook her head. "You're having a child with that woman."

Ron paled for the second time that day. "Oh, you heard that."

"What is wrong with me? What did I do wrong? How could you do that to me?" Hermione sobbed.

"What do you mean to you?" Ron asked. "I didn't do anything wrong. I am in love with her, 'Mione."

Slap. "How dare you? How fucking dare you!"

Ron furrowed his eyebrows and rubbed his cheek. "You cheated on me and then you start dating that Ferret and all of a sudden I am the bad guy? I am sorry I moved on. I am sorry I fell in love, and I am sorry you can't accept that."

"I was a bitch. I was... but I apologized and you forgave me. So, you don't get to use that against me anymore. You sure as hell don't hold it against Harry and he's the one who shoved me against the wall in the hospital. He's the one that initiated everything. But you obviously don't care about that. About the way that he kissed my neck and had my legs wrapped around his body..."

"Shut up!" Ron bellowed. "Of course I care, Hermione. I fucking loved you. Fuck, I still love you! You were my everything. I still think about you all the time to the point that it hurts. It fucking hurts, Hermione. I want you so badly that I can't even see straight sometimes... but now I have a chance at even a small thread of happiness, and I want to take it. I want to forgive you and... forget you."

"I...I shouldn't have come..." Hermione choked back her tears. She turned around to leave, but Ron grabbed her arm and pulled her back, kissing her deeply and sadly.

"I will always love you," he whispered after he broke the kiss.

She touched her lips and sighed. "You shouldn't have kissed me, you know?" He nodded sadly. She turned to leave again and this time he let her.

"Hey, Hermione?" Ron called out. She turned to look at him. "It was all an accident. I didn't want to have a child with her, but it kind of just happened... But now I'm kind of excited for it. I'm sorry I never gave it a chance between us."

Hermione smiled. "Thank you for that."

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"Where have you been? I've been worried. Where were you... Wait, why are you crying? What's going on?"

Hermione just wrapped her arms around him and sobbed. "She's fucking pregnant. I know you don't want to hear about it, but I can't talk to anyone else about it! Ron is having a child with another woman! What is wrong with me?"

Draco pulled her tighter, shocked. "I can't believe... I'm so sorry, love." He kissed the top of her head and just let her cry.

After what seemed like hours to the both of them, Hermione was finally calm and ready for a glass of wine.

"Oh, I figured it out by the way," she stated and sipped her glass of wine. "And I have a pumpkin pie in the fridge. I actually forgot about that until just now."

Draco looked at her. "Figured what out?"

"The spell, silly."

"You did? What spell is it? How did you figure it out?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Just calm yourself. I'm going to go grab a carton of whipped cream from the market and then I will tell you."

Draco smiled at the woman he loved. "Okay, and when you get back, I think I have something for you too."

"Oh? A surprise? I'll hurry then." Hermione smiled and grabbed her jacket. "I'll be back. Don't go anywhere." Then she apparated away.

Draco pulled out the little black box he had been keeping in his trousers and opened it to look at the magnificent diamond ring. "I'm not going anywhere, Hermione."

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"That'll be £5.00."

"Oh," Hermione said. "I've forgotten what it's like to use that currency." She smiled and pulled out the proper change and handed it to the man.

Once she left the store, she bumped into Victor Krum.

"Oh my, Victor. I haven't seen you since... since... the ball. I am so sorry I just ran out on you like that. You must think I'm a jerk! How have you been?"

He laughed slightly and patted her head. "I am good, Hermione and don't worry about it. Things happen, good seeing you, but I must go now. Goodbye."

She frowned as she watched him leave. She hadn't expected a huge conversation, but a little more small talk than just that. She sighed and kept walking. That was so odd to just run into him like that. She wondered if he knew about Penelope since they work together. She pushed that thought out of her mind. She had a man she loved sitting in her flat right at that moment. What else could she want?

"Granger."

Hermione stopped dead in her tracks and turned around. "You're not real..."

"Oh, but I am."

He slammed her up against the brick wall and breathed her in. "I don't know why I discriminate so much. Mudbloods don't smell or feel any different."

"Get. Off!" Hermione struggled under his grasp.

"I am going to fuck you so hard."

"Don't touch me!"

He laughed in a menacing way. "Who knew being younger made me hornier and have the energy to fuck. You. Senseless."

"Get off you pervert!"

"Pervert? Please," he began. "Call me Tom. Tom Riddle."