CRAP! sorry for the lateness! and sorry for it being so short! I'm shattered and lacking inspiration!
Hermione awoke to the sound of Draco knocking on her door, "Hermione are you awake? Mother's gone out for some reason she didn't say where. We are in charge of finding a Christmas tree." She didn't answer the image of Narcissa's confused face flashed through her mind. Draco knocked again then opened the door, "Hermione are you ok ?" Sitting up she saw a lovely bluey purpley swelling around his cheekbone,
"Merlin's beard Draco was that from yesterday?" He fingered the bruise flinching slightly
"Yes I think it adds to my dashing good looks don't you?" She rolled her eyes and chucked a pillow at him,
"Go on Mr Handsome let me get changed I'll be down in ten minutes." Removing his head before the pillow hit it Draco closed the door and left Hermione to get changed . He'd been quite surprised to find his mothers room empty when he popped his head in to say good morning. Frappy had told him she'd left while it was still dark and wouldn't be back until dinner, she'd left a message on the entrance hall table saying that if they wanted they could find a suitable tree to use for Christmas. Trotting down the stairs he hesitated then made his way to the right instead of left towards the kitchen. The hallway was dark, this end of the house hadn't been touched apart from a quick clear up of debris and mould. Passing the first closed door Draco stopped and studied it, he hadn't been nosey since living in the Black Estate and wasn't quite sure whether he should be now. Taking the doorknob in his long fingers he turned it and pushed the door open. The scent of age wafted into his face a round table sat in the centre of the room, five chairs were pushed around the room two had toppled onto their sides. A tarnished candlestick was lying on the tables muted top. A small fireplace was set into the opposite wall ash was strewed across the dirty carpet, cobwebs hung majestically from the aged wall brackets. The air was musty and damp in stuck in Draco's throat as he closed the door behind him, stepping slowly over the mottled floor.
"Spooky" he whispered running a finger tip over the dusty top, a pile of fluff gathered at he end of the shinny track he'd created.
"Draco? Draco where are you?" Hermione's voice came faintly from somewhere above. Hurrying out of the room Draco strode down the corridor and stood in the hall looking up at the staircase.
"I'm down here," he called, Hermione's legs came bounding down the stairs.
Traipsing across the grounds of the estate wand pointed steadily at the floating fir tree above hers and Draco's heads, Hermione gazed out at the dark landscape. A feeling of complete bliss swept over her, she smiled to herself. "Mother's back" Draco said from beside her
"Is she?" She asked turning to look at the dark shape of the house,
"Yes she's standing in the doorway look" Draco pointed at the rectangle of orange light, the silhouette of Narcissa could be seen waiting for them.
"Dinner must be nearly ready" Hermione noted. A snowflake fell past her eyes "Oh it's snowing again" she exclaimed.
"It's a good thing we for the tree today it would have been ridiculous trying to get this back here with even more snow!" Draco said wiping his hair to dislodge the gathering flakes,
"You've really out done yourself this year Draco" the gentle voice of Narcissa spoke from a few meters away, Hermione looked up and felt a twinge inside her. They hadn't heard her approach, snow had muffled her footsteps but there she stood dressed in an ankle length skirt and tight blouse. Her hair was piled on top of her head, tendrils hanging down framing her face. The glow from the house set her golden bun alight, the twinge inside Hermione increased into a crushing feeling over her chest. "It's much bigger than last year at least" she said coming closer and running a slender hand down one of the branches. Hermione watched her, Narcissa eyes flickered to her, the azure orbs darkened as she looked into the woman's russet ones. A low pounding started deep down somewhere undetectable, Narcissa eyes widened she looked away; the pounding stopped.
"Shall we get it inside then?" Asked Draco popping his head round the slump of the tree.
"Of course, it's a bit chilly out here actually," Narcissa rubbed her hands up her blouse covered arms and subtly cast her eyes back at Hermione. She wasn't looking at her but at the sky, Narcissa ean her eyes down the curve of her neck taking in the smooth skin and the flex as she breathed.
"Hermione are you coming?" Hermione looked down surprised to find Narcissa looking at her again, she blushed and smiled,
"Yes I'm coming."
The house had been transformed while they'd been out, Holly hung great winding wreaths up the banisters their red berries shone in the candle light. "What does master Draco think?" The little voice of Frappy asked from the kitchen doorway,
"It's really nice Frappy" Draco said grinning at the little elf.
"And what does Miss Granger think?" Frappy asked turning to Hermione
"It's beautiful Frappy did you do it all yourself?" The elf nodded it's head,
"Mistress Black helped me in the other rooms but Frappy did all this," she said waving her little arms at the hanging Holly. Hermione glanced at Narcissa a faint blush had appeared over her pale cheeks. Frappy clicked her fingers, suddenly the tree vanished from beside the trio, "Frappy has put it in the 'Day Room' is that ok Mistress Black?"
"Yes Frappy that's perfect thank you" Narcissa shook her head and smiled at the sincere little face.
Day's came and days went, Draco began to count down the time he had left with Hermione, five days, four days, 72 hours, 68 hours. A stinging pain would coarse through him when he remembered how she had someone waiting for her once she left; Ron Weasley. It hurt him, his heart. He didn't want her to return to 'him,' he wanted her here with him, of course he didn't tell her that, he didn't dare for fear of rejection. He loved her.
Hermione on the other hand had her own problems, she hadn't meant to create such tension she wasn't even sure if it had been her. But ever since her encounter with Narcissa in the library an electrical friction had stated. Their closeness, it had frightened and excited her, she'd liked the way Narcissa's body had felt against her own. The beat of her heart as her head was pressed against her chest, the swell of her breast under her blouse. The soothing feel of her elegant fingers rubbing her back had ignited a flame which had died when Narcissa had walked out of a room but had roared back up the moment her slender figure had reappeared. Her azure eyes made her heart skip a beat while her mysterious scent made her breath catch in her throat. These feelings plagued her even while asleep, dreams of blonde waves and blue ice, a hand out stretched but always just out of reach. She'd wake with a start a familiar scent hanging around her, whether it was her imagination or it was really there she didn't know. But she did know Narcissa made her feel something unexplainable, unknown.
It was late one evening when Narcissa appeared in the day room, Draco and Hermione were sitting talking in hushed tones by the Christmas tree book was shoved under the seat as Hermione caught sight of the woman in the doorway. "What are you two whispering about?" She asked walking in and sitting down on the sofa next to Draco,
"Just school things Mother don't worry."
"Oh I'm not worried merely interested that's all," she sighed sadly "I wonder how much it's changed since I was there."
"I don't expect it had altered much Ms Black" Hermione said, not looking at the blonde but feeling the flame burning inside her.
"No you're probably right Hogwarts had a habit of changing but also staying the same" Narcissa said, placing a finger between her teeth she began running her tongue over the nail staring off into the distance remembering the many years she'd spent between the walls of the school. Draco started to laugh Hermione grinned at him
"What?"
"Nothing" Draco said rubbing his chin and leaning back into the plush sofa cushions.
"No come on tell me" Hermione probed
"I was just remembering the time in third year when you punched me in the face, and how much times have changed" Hermione blushed
"Yes times have changed and I'm sorry for punching you." Draco laughed again
"You were so feisty"
"So it appears" Narcissa put in, an amused smile pulling at the corners of her mouth "Tell me Draco what provoked Hermione enough to punch you in the face?" She asked giving Hermione a look that was a mixture between impressed and surprised, Hermione's blush deepened.
"Oh well I, I errr…" Draco trailed off and gave Hermione a meaningful look, she laughed
"Dug yourself quite a hole there." Narcissa stood up and went to the door
"Frappy send up some of the bottles from the basement please" she called loudly down the hall, she knew the little elf would hear her. Sitting back down she crossed her legs "So what other thrilling stories have you two got?"
"You know all the one's that involve me Mother" said Draco looking at her surprised.
"Ok but what about you Hermione, you were one third of the 'Golden Trio' you must have some fascinating stories about your times at Hogwarts," Hermione swallowed she had many stories it was true but why Narcissa wanted to know she didn't know.
"The 'Golden Trio' yes I suppose that's what we are affectionately known as" she mused "But it's far from what we are, none of us are golden, we're all flawed." Narcissa cocked an eyebrow flawed Harry Potter was something she hadn't heard before, she could believe it though but not of Hermione, how could anyone so intelligent, understanding, forgiving, beautiful be flawed? "Harry's very single minded, when his mind is set his mind is set there's no changing it. Ron is just clueless sometimes not to mention he has the emotional range of a teaspoon." She laughed to herself it sounded strained, "And me well I'm an insufferable know-it-all, who doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut, but above all we are all extremely stubborn. It's hard to believe we hated each other at the beginning of first year,"
"What?" Asked Draco a look of flabbergast amusement over his handsome face,
"Oh yes" Hermione smiled "In the beginning we were hardly the best of friends, in fact I thought them rather childish, which was ironic considering we were children." There was a little knock at the door
"Mistress Black" came the squeaky voice of Frappy "I've brought the drinks for you,"
"Come in Frappy" Narcissa called over her shoulder. In trotted the little house elf levitating quite a large quantity of bottles, she placed them all down on a small side table bowed then exited. "Please continue Hermione" Narcissa smiled quickly at her while choosing a bottle to open.
"Well we met on the train" Hermione said accepting a glass from Narcissa closing her eyes as their fingers tips brushed. "It was a sudden disliking"…
The years tumbled from Hermione's lips aided by the gloriously rich drink Narcissa kept filling their glasses with. They laughed at her many follies as well as Harry's and Ron's, debated whether some of the teachers would have been better suited in other positions, picked Hogwarts many secrets to bits, while revealing their own discoveries about the castle. At one point Hermione felt herself boarder tears as she recalled 'SPEW' and Dobby, of course she didn't cry she would have looked silly. Draco delighted at the sudden friendship his mother and Hermione had developed allowed his glass to be drained then refilled. Bottles emptied quickly as the thirst for more grew until finally well past the chime of midnight Draco flopped sideways onto the sofa and began snoring loudly his empty glass rolling onto the polished wooden floor. Hermione made a futile attempt at silencing her outburst of giggles. "Oh dear" hiccupped Narcissa "looks like my son had inherited his fathers handling of alcohol." Hermione looked at her and suppressed a gasp, Narcissa was clearly drunk and where the alcohol was beginning to effect her vision her eyelids had become heavy making her look startlingly like her elder sister. Narcissa stood up and stumbled across the room stuck her head out the door and called "Frappy?" Silence "She's probably asleep" Narcissa said turning back to Hermione, she nodded in agreement. "Another drink?" Narcissa asked picking up the half empty bottle on the floor, Hermione nodded again feeling the room shift as she did so. She was drunk too. "Cheers" Narcissa slurred clinking their glasses together she drained the liquid in one, Hermione followed suit, "We should get him to bed" she said glancing at the blonde in front of her. Narcissa smiled down at the young woman "You're golden" she whispered Hermione frowned at the comment
"I'm not sure what you me-mean" she slurred,
"You're the only golden one out of the 'Golden Trio' Narcissa smiled. Hermione laughed and dropped her glass it smashed as it hit the floor, "I never liked these glasses anyway" Narcissa said staring at the broken glass, lifting her hand she dropped her won and giggled as hers too smashed on the wooden floor.
One step…...giggle "Shhhh" Hermione shhed the stumbling figure in front of her…...Blurred wallpaper…...two step BANG "OW" laughing…...Draco's floating body…glowing wands…..."Are we there yet?" her voice asked…...blonde hair a ripped skirt…...heels clicking…...soft carpeted hallways…...many doors looming in the darkness…...a shinning door knob…...darkness…...a cool breeze an open window…...glistening snow…...a full moon…..."Nigh precious" Narcissa's drunken voice…her legs stumbling…a pair of lips kiss Draco's forehead…desperate eyes searching in the darkness….."You love my son don't you Hermione?"…..."Yes"…...a giggle…...a warm hand puling her along…...tripping over grabbing at the body in front of her…...another open door…..."Come and get me-me if-if you fee-eel ill or need anything"…...hands still entwined…..."Why don't you ju-ust sleep with me?"…...a pair of blue eyes big in the darkness…..."Ok"…...pushing…...another open window…..."I haven't got anything to wear" a soft voice speaks…...moonlight on a pale back…...pounding…...dry throat…..."Don't wear anything"…...a giggle…...cool breeze against skin…...covers…...turned bodies…...an arm snaking round a waist…...elegant fingers linked themselves with youth…...moving into a curved shape…...breast pressing against her back…...warmth of skin…...breathing…...a pair of lips caress a shoulder…...the scent…...pounding…...pale skin against paler skin…...a hand sliding along her body…...rolling over…...heavy azure eyes…...lips against her own soft, steady…...swollen breasts pressed against each others, nipples hard from coldness and excitement…...another kiss…...blonde hair trailing her body…...breathing, alcohol scent…pounding…...legs brushing between her own…...straddling her hips…...pressure…...fingertips tracing her body…...teasing her nipples rubbing…...lips, tongue, teeth…..."God"…..."Ms-" "Narcissa call me Narcissa"…...burning flesh teeth nipping…..."God Narcissa"…...sweat…...hands gripping…...dampness…...panting…..."More" a whisper from someone…..."Narcissa please" desperation…...a steady rhythm…...heat between two bodies…...the pounding…..."Merlin Hermione" a hand grips at flesh…another kiss…...eyes blue pupils dilated…...a smirk…...fingers inside rubbing…...swollen clits pulsing…...groaning softly…...heightened sounds…...tears…...teeth…..."I love you"…...sparks along nerves…..."God I love you"…...a cry as bodies shake…...muscles tightening…...spreading warmth…...arms clutching…...breathing…...eyes as blue as the ocean, lips as soft as a summers breeze…...pounding…...blankness…...
Little snippets for Hermione's drunken night is from when the ... comes in ok :)