Leaving Lyra to return to school proved much harder than Hermione had anticipated. A routine was quickly established to help both Hermione and Lyra adjust to being separated, but even that was hard on the new mother. Whenever she wasn't with her daughter, Hermione missed her like crazy and several times over the first few weeks she nearly cracked and changed her mind about returning to school.
The routine consisted of Draco and Hermione rising early and going to see Lyra before breakfast. Some mornings one of them would return to eat in the Great Hall, some mornings they would both return and every so often neither went back to Hogwarts for breakfast. However, they were always both back for the first lesson and they didn't leave school again until after the last lesson of the day. Once lessons were over for the day the couple would go and spend a few hours with their daughter before she went to bed for the night. Once Lyra was settled for the night Draco and Hermione would then return to school where they would go for dinner and then they would have the rest of the night to themselves. Occasionally Hermione would go back to check on Lyra after dinner, but that was usually on nights when she missed her daughter too much to do anything productive with her time.
Despite the routine it still took Hermione a while to adjust and there had been a couple of occasions during her first few weeks back when she'd cried herself to sleep in Draco's arms. Draco had been a tower of strength for Hermione as she missed Lyra, and he promised Hermione that if she didn't think she could cope with being back at school that he would fully support her if she choose to go home to their daughter. Hermione was sorely tempted to return home to Lyra, but she kept thinking about the future and how much better it would be if she stayed at school and got her exam results.
Luckily Hermione got to spend her first few weekends back at school with her daughter. Because she missed a month of school for the first two weeks she was back, Hermione was able to tell her friends that she was busy catching up with her work. That meant her friends hadn't bothered her either weekend and her and Draco had been free to go and spend them with Lyra, which had helped Hermione a lot.
After two weekends going to visit Lyra, Draco had informed her that quidditch practice was due to start and on the third weekend she was back, he was due to spend most of the day practising quidditch. When Narcissa had heard Draco was going to be busy with quidditch, she suggested that Hermione spend the Saturday at school and the pair of them could visit on the Sunday. Since she still did need to catch up with her work, Hermione agreed to the idea and she'd spent her entire morning slaving over her books.
After a morning of work, Hermione had a quick bite to eat before deciding some relaxation was in order. Tidying her books away, Hermione headed up to the bathroom and ran herself a warm bath filled with scented bubbles. Sinking into the tub, Hermione sighed in contentment as she settled back to spend a few hours relaxing.
Despite wanting to relax, Hermione still felt tense as she failed to shut her mind off. As always she was thinking about Lyra, barely a moment went by when she wasn't thinking about her little girl and if she was okay. Of course Hermione knew her daughter was being looked after amazingly by Narcissa with some help from Tonks and Remus, but she couldn't help but worry about her. Was it having any sort of adverse effect on her daughter that she only saw her parents a few hours each day? Would Lyra be better off if either she or Draco were with her more often? She knew her and Draco were doing what they thought was best for their daughter, and she knew that even if they weren't with her every second of every day that they loved her more than anything. Lyra was their number one priority, and if either of them felt she needed one of them to be with her more often they would make sure it happened. Hermione knew that if necessary they would both walk away from their schooling and go into hiding if it was what was best for their daughter. However, for the time being things seemed to be running smoothly, even if Hermione did miss Lyra so much it hurt.
Slowly Hermione forced herself to stop worrying about Lyra as she tried to relax. In a bid to relax, she imagined Draco was with her gently rubbing her tired neck and shoulders. With her eyes closed Hermione could almost feel her boyfriend's warm hands on her neck and shoulders, soothing out the kinks and knots. Losing herself in her imagination, Hermione moaned quietly as she thought about Draco massaging her skin. Without even releasing she was doing it, Hermione let her thoughts wander down a racier route. In her imagination, Draco's hands slowly stopped their work on her neck and shoulders and began creeping around her front. When she thought about Draco's hands cupping her breasts and rolling her nipples in his fingers, Hermione's eyes shot open and she let out a gasp.
Sex hadn't been a consideration of Hermione's since giving birth to Lyra, but her little daydream had definitely awakened her slumbering sex drive. All of a sudden the only thing she could think about was Draco, and when he would be back from quidditch practice. Despite not being in the mood for sex since having Lyra, Hermione was definitely ready to get back in the saddle. Luckily when she'd returned to school she'd had a check-up with Madam Pomfrey and the medi-witch had provided her with a contraceptive potion. According to Madam Pomfrey the potion was much more reliable than then contraceptive charm, which apparently could go wrong without warning and probably had gone wrong the previous year which was how Hermione had ended up pregnant in the first place.
As she got out of the bath, Hermione caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror above the sink. Pausing she looked across the room and studied her naked body in the mirror. There was no denying that her body wasn't quite the same as it had been before she'd had Lyra. Considering she was so young, she'd regained her figure fairly easily but Hermione could see subtle differences in her body and she knew she was slightly curvier than she had been before Lyra. Fully clothed the differences weren't at all noticeable, but naked she could see the differences and she knew that Draco would be able to see them as well. She just hoped he still found her attractive and hadn't gone off her now she'd had a baby.
"Don't be silly Hermione, of course he'll still want you," Hermione muttered to herself as she wrapped a towel around herself.
She knew Draco wasn't so shallow that he would lose interest in her because she wasn't the same as she'd been before. The changes had been a result of her having his baby, and knowing Draco that would only make him desire her more. During her pregnancy he'd been extremely affectionate towards her and her changing body hadn't repulsed him in the slightest. Besides, she was well aware that since she returned to school Draco awoke almost every morning in a state of arousal that had partially been caused by sleeping curled up next to her.
Confident that Draco wouldn't reject her and be uninterested in her slightly different body, Hermione headed into her own bedroom to get ready. While she spent every night in Draco's bed, all of Hermione's things were in her own room and she often used the room to have a bit of privacy for studying. Rummaging through her underwear drawer, Hermione found a skimpy set and threw them on the bed. She then found a luxurious body cream and set about making sure she looked her best.
After drying herself, she rubbed a generous portion of her body cream all over her body before she magically dried her hair. She then slipped on the skimpy underwear set and trotted over to Draco's room. In Draco's room she pulled on one of his shirts and fastened a couple of buttons halfway down the shirt to hold it together over her breasts. With the shirt on, all Hermione had to do was settle herself on Draco's bed and wait for her boyfriend to arrive back from his quidditch practice.
Hermione's wait was a short one and less than ten minutes after settling on Draco's bed she heard the door to the common room open. Putting down the book she'd been reading, Hermione sat back to wait for Draco to put in an appearance. Draco's appearance was almost instantaneous as he headed straight upstairs and into his bedroom.
The second Draco entered the room, he stopped in surprise and gawped at Hermione. As he was trying to find something to say, his grey eyes appreciatively ran up and down his girlfriend's body. The fact she was wearing his shirt was something he particularly loved to see her do and Draco couldn't help but smirk at how sexy she looked wearing his clothes.
"Are you ever going to say anything?" Hermione asked as she looked at her boyfriend.
Draco had clearly showered and changed out of his quidditch stuff down in the changing rooms as he was wearing a pair of trousers and a shirt, not his green and silver uniform that Hermione loved to see him in. While a part of her was disappointed that her boyfriend wasn't still in uniform, a bigger part of her was glad that he'd changed and was freshly showered. Getting frisky with a clean, nice smelling Draco was preferable to him being dirty and sweaty.
"I think I'm lost for words," Draco muttered eventually.
"That'll be a first," Hermione laughed. "Why don't you join me and maybe something will come to you?"
Not needing a second invitation, Draco propped his broom up against the wall and pulled off his shoes and socks. He then headed over to the bed and sat down next to his girlfriend.
"You look amazing," He told her, leaning over and brushing a stray curl away from her face. "Very sexy."
"That's the look I was going for," Hermione replied with a smile.
"And what's the occasion?" Draco questioned. "Not that I'm complaining to find my girlfriend half naked on my bed," he added hastily, not wanting Hermione to think he wasn't interested in her. "It's just that we've never talked about sex since Lyra was born. I hope you don't think I'm pushing you into resuming anything."
"How would you be pushing me into anything?" Hermione asked in confusion. "As you said, we haven't spoken about our sex life since I returned to school. You haven't exactly been pressuring me into doing anything."
"I know, but I don't want you thinking I'm getting impatient or anything," Draco replied. "I'm happy to wait until you're ready to take things further."
"That's sort of the whole point of this," Hermione said, gesturing to what she was wearing. "This is my way of telling you I'm ready."
"Are you sure?" Draco asked, trying not to sound too excited. He'd missed being with Hermione, and just the thought of being intimate with her again was making him giddy.
"I'm sure," Hermione smiled. "I was having a bath earlier and all I could think about was you and all the fun things we could be doing together. I'm ready to get things back to normal."
"As long as you're sure, I'm more than happy to try and recreate some of the fun things you were thinking about," Draco smirked. "What exactly were you thinking about?"
Hermione let out a low chuckle as she told Draco how her fantasies had started. When she described imagining his hands on her naked breasts he let out a low groan and his eyes automatically fell to his girlfriend's chest. However, because a couple of the buttons on the shirt were fastened he couldn't see her underwear. Spotting where Draco's attention was, Hermione popped open the couple of buttons that were holding the shirt together. When the shirt parted, Draco grinned appreciatively at the sight of Hermione's chest barely confined in a black and green bra.
"I take it you approve," Hermione grinned at her boyfriend.
"I approve," Draco nodded. "Now come here and I'll get to work on your fantasy."
Settling back against the pillows, Draco manoeuvred Hermione so she was sitting in front of him. Brushing his lips against the side of her neck, he began to remove the shirt she was wearing. Hermione helped Draco rid of her the shirt, leaving her in just her underwear. With the shirt out of his way, Draco began to gently massage Hermione's shoulders and neck, just as she'd thought about in the bath.
"That feels so good," Hermione said with a contented sigh.
"It'll feel even better in a minute," Draco responded as his hands briefly left Hermione's shoulders and expertly flicked the clasp on her bra open.
Returning his hands to Hermione's shoulders, Draco slid the bra straps off her shoulders and continued the massage. As he gave his girlfriend a massage, Draco peppered Hermione's skin with soft kisses. Gradually his hands began sweeping lower on Hermione's shoulders as he slowly pushed the bra straps down his girlfriend's arms.
"Now what came next in your little fantasy?" Draco teased as his hands ran up and down Hermione's arms.
"Your hands moved round to my front," Hermione replied as she wriggled her arms free of her bra straps. As she did so, her bra fell away from her breasts and she discarded it completely.
"Allowing me access, are you?" Draco chuckled.
"I didn't want anything to be in your way," Hermione answered with a smile.
"How thoughtful of you," Draco said as his eyes roved over Hermione's exposed breasts.
"You can touch," Hermione said, very aware that Draco's hands had crept around to her front but they had yet to venture up to her breasts.
Normally she would have thought he was just teasing her, but she had a feeling he was unsure of actually touching her. Hermione was guessing he was worried about hurting her as she was actually breastfeeding Lyra whenever possible and expressing milk for when she couldn't feed her daughter herself.
"I don't want to hurt you," Draco whispered, confirming what Hermione had been thinking.
"You won't hurt me," She reassured him. "Just don't be too rough."
"I won't," Draco vowed, pressing a kiss to Hermione's cheek.
Slowly Draco's hands crept up towards his girlfriend's breasts. The second his hands touched her exposed skin, his doubts about hurting his girlfriend vanished. He knew he would do nothing but bring pleasure to Hermione, and that was what he vowed to do for the rest of the night.
After a few minutes Draco's hands on her breasts got too much for Hermione and she needed more. Twisting her head round she kissed her boyfriend firmly on the lips. When Draco reconnected their lips for a second time, Hermione twisted herself around and straddled Draco's lap. Still kissing she began to unfasten his shirt and she slipped her hands underneath the shirt and ran them over his taught muscles.
"You're wearing too many clothes," She told him as she nipped at his neck.
"That problem can be rectified," Draco replied.
Giving Hermione another searing kiss, he moved his girlfriend off him and quickly tore his clothes off. When he was down to his boxers, he turned back to Hermione and pulled her back into his arms. Settling down on the bed together, the couple then proceeded to spend the next few hours making love for the first time since the birth of their daughter.