ONE YEAR LATER

"Draco! Draco," Hermione called out as she ran through the front door of the shack they'd been staying at for the past week. Her clothes were disheveled and her hair wash even bushier than normal from her romp through the turned and caught her before she ran into the stove. "Draco, we have to go."

His face paled. "What's going on, what's wrong?"

"The final battle," She panted, doubled over and trying to catch her breath. "At Hogwarts. We have to go, we have to help!"

"That's not going to happen." Draco turned from her, back to the potion he had been brewing. "How did you find out anyway?"

"I was listening to Potterwatch when one of the twins started yelling and then Lee made the announcement that everyone had to get to the school to help fight." She started tugging on his arm. "Please Draco we have to help them."

"Hermione, no."

He was suddenly against the wall, her hips digging into him almost painfully. "Return with me. Help me fight."

"No," He bit out. "We left that, remember? We left all of that behind."

"But we can't just leave them alone," Her hands raked through his hair, distracting him from the fight, making him want to say yes to anything she said.

He shook his head to clear it. "No."

"Please return with me." She pulled him down by the strings of the hood of his muggle jacket, their faces millimeters apart. He shivered. Her smile caressed his skin as she moved her mouth to his ear. "Return with me and I will do anything you want."

Her breath was warm on his skin and he shuddered with what it promised.

"Anything?"

"Anything." She bit his earlobe and on instinct Draco's hand went to her waist.

"Don't think seducing me will get me to the battle faster." He warned, his voice low as they turned so she was against the wall. His hands came up to rest besides her head, trapping her between his arms.

"What," She pulled back slightly, pouting. "Aren't my advances working?"

"Yes but too well my dear." He swept her up, eliciting a near-silent squeak from the woman. "I've no choice but to act on your temptings."

Draco lifted her into his arms. She squeaked as he brought her to the small bed they shared and he loomed over her. She pressed up into him, still trying to convince him to fight in the battle but also enjoying the feel of him. He pressed a heated kiss to her lips, her cheek, her neck. She was breathless but tried to keep control of their conversation. Her palms pressed against his chest. "You have to come back with me."

"Whatever you want love." His voice was husky as his lips traveled down her jaw line as his hand caressed her side. She let out a little moan before tangling her legs with his.

"You're sure?"

He stopped his ministrations for a moment. "I'm not happy about this..."

"But you'll still return and fight?" She asked to make sure.

"Yes love," He said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as he hovered above her. "I'll return with you."