Let Me Help You

DracoxHermione

Rated NC-17

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its characters from the franchise. That honor belongs to JK Rowling

Let Me Help You

Chapter 16

Despite everything that had recently happened and the target Harry has placed on Draco's back, Draco and Hermione were still going strong and finding time to spend together. Hermione had reassured her boyfriend that she did not blame him for what had happened to Ron. She knew it hadn't been intentional or meant for Ron, but that didn't stop her worry for both of them. Draco was feeling guilty and she could tell his stress was once again catching up with him over his awful task.

Hermione decided that she would do something special for the blond boy to help him relax, as well as to get his mind off of everything. She figured it was the least she could do for all the special surprises he had done for her. The last time they had gotten together in the Founder's Room, Draco had surprised her with so many roses, she wasn't sure she would be able to get them all into her dorm. They had had a small dinner together that had led to them kissing, then that turned into hot, heavy kissing, and before either of them knew it they had their shirts off and she was straddling him on the chasse lounge. They had both had red faces and had gotten even redder when they caught sight of Draco's straining hard on in his pants.

The brunette had to admit that she had been thinking of Draco in a rather…sensual way as of late. She couldn't help but wonder what he looked like with no clothes on more times than not whenever she thought of him outside of worrying. As embarrassing as it was to admit, she had even woken up a few mornings with soaked knickers from very intense dreams. It had happened so often she needed to talk with someone about it and get some advice. And the person she had spoken to was Daphne. Daphne had been rather shocked to say the least. The blonde couldn't believe that she, Hermione Granger, was having sexual dreams about Draco Malfoy. After hearing the Gryffindor out, the Slytherin girl helped the brunette to plan something special for Draco. Once the plans were made, Daphne insinuated that Hermione would become a real woman and even took her shopping for lingerie, an embarrassing shopping experience for the brunette. But in the end everything worked out alright.

At the moment Hermione was sitting on her bed in the Girl's Dormitory writing a quick little letter to Draco, letting him know to meet her in the Founder's Room after dinner. Her heart was beating a bit fast as she thought of what the night would bring and whether or not her surprise would be even adequate. Compared to all that her boyfriend had done for her, what she planned with Daphne seemed a bit simple. Daphne however reassured her that it would be fine and that simple just seemed to fit her and that Draco would love it no matter what. And as she sent her letter off with an owl, she could only hope her blonde unlikely friend was right.

Later at dinner Draco sat next to Blaise and Goyle in silence, his mind on the letter that Hermione had sent to him. She had said that she wanted him to meet her in the secret room after dinner, and dinner would be over in about another thirty minutes or so. He wondered why the brunette wanted him to meet with her there. Was there something that she wanted to talk to him about in private? Something that had to do with his task for the Dark Lord? So many things went through his head as to why she wanted to see him. Usually she searched him out if she wanted or needed to talk to him; other times he would be the one to summon her.

Draco never told Hermione, Severus, or his mother this, but he was secretly afraid that one day Hermione would get tired of him and standing by him and leave him alone for good. He knew that he wasn't worth her, that he didn't deserve her, especially with how low he has sunken, but he realized that he couldn't let Hermione go. He needed her in his life; she had changed it more than she would ever know and more than he would ever be able to tell her. She was always there for him when he needed her, when she didn't have to be. She understood him in ways that even his own supposed friends did not. She saw him for more than what anyone else, even his professors and fellow unwanted Death Eaters, even the Dark Lord himself saw him as. Hermione was such a beautiful, caring, understanding person that just had so much to give, and she had chosen to give it to him. Of all the men that she could want or would want her, she had chosen him. If he didn't know any better, he would have even said that he maybe had…

The blond shook his head, realizing that his mind was going in a direction he wasn't completely sure of just yet. What he didn't know was that in his contemplative silence, Blaise had been watching him intently while also being able to make it look like casual glances. He knew no one else in the Slytherin Boys Dorm noticed it, but he did: something was going on with Draco, in more ways than one. He honestly wanted to talk to him about it, but he wasn't sure how to broach the subject when they were with the two idiots that they called friends. But he would take notice that at certain times throughout the day when Draco disappeared, he would always return looking happy or content.

What in the world could be going on with his best friend? Yes, he considered Draco his best friend, probably more than anyone else. And as his friend he wanted to know what was bothering him. However the blond liked his privacy and he could respect that. Maybe Draco would tell him in his own time, maybe he wouldn't.

Before Draco knew it dinner was over. He left the Great Hall with the rest of the student body, but slipped away and headed up the stairs to the fifth floor. When he escaped the other students and any other prying eyes, he made his way to the broom cupboard that led to the Founder's Room and crawled through the little space. Before long he made it to the door and he opened the door, stepping inside the room. However Draco stopped in his tracks as his grey eyes widened at the sight before him.

The room was decorated in lit candles and white roses, the light dimmed and setting off a romantic atmosphere. A small round table was set up with an ice bucket and what appeared to be wine chilling in it, wine glasses resting next to it, and next to that was a bowl full of chocolate covered strawberries. Not much was done, but the simplicity of it was wonderful. But the one thing that drew his attention more than anything else was the young woman sitting on the white chasse lounge. Hermione was wrapped in a baby blue satin robe and barefoot, her hair was down and framing her face beautifully, and she was wearing little bit of eye makeup that was subtle and she had a very light pink gloss on her lips.

Hermione smiled at her boyfriend as he entered the room and stood up saying, "Hello, Draco."

"Hermione, what is all this?" Draco couldn't help but ask as he walked over to her.

"Um, well I wanted to do something nice for you and to help you relax. I figured I would return the favor for all the wonderful things you have done for me. I know it's not really romantic, but-"

Draco cut Hermione off with a kiss before pulling away with a smile. Wrapping his arms around her he said, "It's perfect and I love it. It's purely Hermione Granger, and just knowing you've gone out of your way to do this for me makes me feel really special."

The brunette blushed as she smiled, causing the blond to chuckle softly. She took his hand and led him to the chasse lounge, gently pushing him down to sit before turning to the table and opening the wine, pouring it into the two wine glasses. Balancing them in one hand, she grabbed the bowl of strawberries and walked back to where the blond was sitting and sat next to him. Placing the bowl in her lap she handed him a glass, ignoring his quirked eyebrow along with the small smirk on his face. However when she looked up into his grey eyes, she ended up giggling, causing them both to laugh as they clinked their glasses and took a sip of the wine. Hermione and Draco spent their time together talking, feeding each other chocolate covered strawberries, and sharing sweet, strawberry flavored kisses.

When the strawberries were gone and the wine was done being drunk, Draco said, "This was lovely, Hermione. But there is one thing that I have been wondering since I walked in."

"Oh? What is it?" Hermione asked as she put the empty bowl and glasses back on the table.

"Why are you wearing that robe?" Draco asked. "Don't get me wrong, it's stunning on you. I just don't see why you would wear it for this."

Hermione felt her face heat up and knew she was probably blushing down her neck. Taking a deep breath she let it out and turned to face the blond boy. She closed her brown eyes briefly before opening them again, staring intently at her boyfriend. The look in her eyes caught Draco off guard, as it was a look he had only seen once or twice before, but never this intense. Before he could say anything the brunette said, "Take your shirt off and lie on the bed on your stomach."

The blond wasn't sure if he really wanted to comply, though he would admit he was very intrigued with this turn of events. Before he could think any more of it, all thoughts left his mind when Hermione suddenly untied the rob and opened it, letting the satin material slowly fall off of her shoulders and down to the floor. What she revealed was something he thought he would never see Hermione in, but glad that he was seeing it now. Hermione was dressed in red lingerie, the top a bra/dress like sort of thing where the bra part of it was lined with lace, had a floral print, and pushed her breasts up; the bottom part of it was completely sheer, allowing him to take in the matching red bottoms, also lined with lace and hugging her firm backside perfectly. If memory served him, this style of lingerie was called 'baby-doll lingerie'. Pansy had shown him a picture of it asking his opinion of what he thought she would look like in it. He had been disgusted at the thought of the pug faced nuisance in something that was supposed to be sexy, but seeing Hermione in it, looking sexy as well as completely innocent at the same time made him swell in his pants and his heart to beat fast in excitement and anticipation.

Following her earlier command, Draco removed his shirt and lied down on the bed on his stomach. He felt the bed dip under some lighter, extra weight, and was surprised when he felt Hermione straddle his hips and sit on him. Her delicate hands caressed his back a bit before she started massaging the muscles in his back, working out the tension that had built up there. He moaned at the feeling of her hands and fingers working their magic on him. Draco was almost completely lost in the sensation of Hermione's massage when he suddenly felt the brunette lightly rocking her hips against his.

Unbeknownst to Draco, his moans and groans from her massage had caused Hermione to feel rather aroused. Her most sacred body part was beginning to feel very sensitive and she had the sudden urge to rub herself against the blond. Soft moans and gasps of her own were escaping her lips, the sounds turning Draco on more than he already was. Before she knew it she was thrown on her back and Draco was hovering over her, his grey eyes darkened with lust. He quickly swooped down and captured her pink lips in his in a passionate kiss.

Breaking the kiss Draco smirked and said, "Don't start something you can't finish, Granger."

Hermione couldn't help but laugh softly at hearing him call her by her last name. Reaching up she gripped Draco by his platinum blond locks and brought his lips back to hers in an intense kiss before pulling away. Breathlessly she said, "I want this, Draco. With you, I want this."

Looking into her brown eyes, Draco could see that Hermione was serious. She really wanted this, this moment, to be her first time. Not only that, but she wanted it to be with him. Yes, he knew the brunette was a virgin, not that she told him that; it was obvious from the way she blushed and stammered over certain things that he said, innuendo or none intended. Also with the way she reacted to him whenever they got close that last few times they had met up, it let him know that she was feeling sensations that she had never felt before and wanted to feel them more. He could only imagine what Hermione would do now, considering she was about to feel a whole array of pleasurable sensations. He still continued to look into her eyes, finding something in them other than lust clouding them. Was that…was it…

A groan tore its way from his throat when he felt a hand grope and palm his erection through his pants. Letting out a growl Draco immediately attacked her neck, kissing, biting, and sucking on it as he made his way down to her bosom. Hermione sighed and moaned as he placed kisses down the valley of her breasts. However a gasp left her mouth when the blond suddenly pulled the cup of her lingerie top down and attached his lips to her pink nipple. While the brunette was distracted by that, Draco traveled a hand down and began to tease and rub her through the fabric covering her core, causing her to moan louder than she had before.

Liking this reaction he leant back up and kissed her once again while his hand dipped into her knickers and rubbed her again. As Hermione moaned at feeling his hand on her center, Draco groaned at feeling how wet the brunette had become. Taking his fingers he eased them between her lower lips and began to slowly pump them, feeling how warm she was inside. The more he pumped his fingers inside her, the more Hermione felt like her body was on fire. When she unattached her lips from Draco's, she took his bottom lip between her teeth and pulled on it a little, causing another growl to leave his lips.

Draco pulled away from Hermione, smirking at the little whine that left her. The blond then took off his girlfriend's lingerie, soon laying eyes upon her naked, sexy, heavenly body for the first time. He really had no words for this creature of perfection lying beneath him. While his eyes drank her form in, Hermione took the time to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants, pushing them down slightly, along with is underwear. Having felt what she was doing, Draco finished taking off his pants and underwear, as well as his shoes and socks before facing the brunette once again. Hermione's brown eyes widened as she took in her boyfriend's manhood for the first time. She had never seen another one before his, but she doubted anyone else's could compare to it.

Moving back on top of her Draco said softly, "Last chance to back out, Hermione; I can wait."

Shaking her head Hermione replied, "No, I want this; I want you. Make love to me, Draco."

Those simple words coming out of that lovely mouth was enough for Draco to finish going through with what they were doing. Mumbling a contraception spell, he eased his erection inside of Hermione's wet core, threading his fingers with hers while his other hand soothingly caressed her hip. He knew when he broke through her barrier due to the clenching of her hand in his, as well as the clenching of her inner walls. Distracting her from the pain with a kiss, he waited until Hermione had become completely relaxed before slowly thrusting inside of her.

Draco moved slowly in and out of Hermione, his ears listening to her sighs as he did so. It wasn't long before she started moving along with him, her movements meeting each and every one of his thrusts. Before long their movements increased in speed, moans, groans, and gasps escaping their lips as they held onto each other. Hermione wrapped her slim legs around her lover's waist, bringing him further inside her. Draco began to thrust faster and faster inside of the brunette, causing her to moan loudly and release loud gasps. It wasn't long before Hermione could fill a tightening in her lower stomach as the pleasure she was feeling was continuing to build up more and more. Gasping she breathed out, "Draco…I think…I think I'm…oh Merlin!"

"That's it, let go," Draco growled. He too was feeling his release approaching and it was approaching fast. Reaching down between them he took his thumb and pressed it down on top of Hermione's swollen nub, wanting her to cum before he did, and she did. Hermione let out a high pitched scream as her insides tightened around Draco's erection and her legs around his waist. She came so hard she practically raised up off of the bed in a sitting position, holding onto the blond for dear life, her release pouring out of her and down onto her legs. A loud groan rose up out of Draco's throat as he felt and watched Hermione orgasm, the tightening around him pushing him over the edge. He buried his face in the brunette's neck as he released his essence inside of her, his manhood still pulsing inside of her until he was finally spent.

The two of them held onto each other, breathing heavily as they caught their breaths. When Draco finally caught his, he realized that Hermione was trembling in his arms. Alarmed he pulled away slightly and looked at her in concern, asking, "Are you alright?"

Hermione nodded and answered, "Yes. In fact, I feel completely euphoric. My body is just trembling from the sensations still running through me."

Draco chuckled before claiming her lips in a sweet kiss, running his hands through her brown hair. Hermione smiled when she broke the kiss, running her own fingers through his damp blond hair. Cupping his face she kissed him passionately once more before asking, "Can we do it again?"

Grey eyes widened in surprise at the brunette's words, causing her to giggle. Draco wondered if he had awoken some sort of sexual goddess inside of Hermione. If he had he couldn't be upset with it. This was a side of Hermione Granger that no one but he got to see, and he refused for anyone else to see her like this or think they can have her. Remembering to answer his lover he smiled and held her closer to him and said, "How about we wait a while first."

The grin he got made him kiss her cheek lovingly and put a grin of his own on his face. This was truly the best night of his life and reaffirmed what he already knew: he couldn't live without Hermione in his life anymore. He knew this even before they had made love, but in doing so he realized something. Them sharing their feelings for each other on a physical level made him realize that he didn't just really like and care for Hermione; no, he was in love with her.

Author's Note: I haven't written a chapter like that in a good minute, so I hope it turned out okay. And I hope you liked the chapter as well. Love, SehunsBae37.