I'd managed to not be alone with Malfoy since that moment at the Ministry. It was hard but somehow I'd managed to do it. Even locked myself in my office and hired a clean-up crew out of my own pocket. I'm losing my mind I really am.
I'm with Ginny now trying on my bridesmaid dress. It's beautiful. It's green, full length and silk. I can't believe how beautiful it is. It's strapless too. I spin in it and it fans out around me. I've pinned my hair up, loose curls framing my face. Ginny chose well.
"Hermione are you ready? I want to see!" Ginny called. I step out and she gasps. "Hermione! It's beautiful."
She hands me a glass of champagne. "I can't wait to see yours." I grin.
"She's just getting it ready. You have to stay in your dress because I want to see how we look together." I nod and take a sip of champagne.
"Miss Weasley? Your dress is ready." A young woman comes out of the dressing room.
Ginny jumps up and down clapping her hands. "Ok I won't be long," She says to me.
While she's gone I can't help but look around at all the dresses hanging up. I run my hand along them. Feeling all the different materials.
"You look beautiful." A voice says behind me. I freeze. "Gin wants to see my suit properly, in case you're wondering why I'm here."
I still don't turn around. I've avoided this for a week. Now it's happened I don't know what to do so I just stand still. I hear him move closer but I don't move. I feel him behind me. My breath catches. Then I feel his breath on my neck and my eyes flutter closed. He places a soft kiss just below my ear that sends a shiver down my spine.
He runs a finger along my shoulder and down my arm. Taking my hand and entwining our fingers. His lips make their way along my neck and I tilt my head to make it easier for him. I'm still holding the champagne and he wraps his free arm around my waist pulling me to him.
"I don't know why you're fighting this." He whispers against my neck. "We could have something."
I turn in his arms and face him. "It would never work." I whisper. I haven't opened my eyes.
"And why is that?" His hands tracing its way back up my arm to cup my neck.
"Because of who we are." I say not knowing how to explain it better.
"I think what we're doing here puts that to rest. I think were working quite well." He runs his thumb over my bottom lip. "Look at me."
My eyes flicker open and I look at him. His grey eyes are looking down on me. He just looks at me for a second before he finally brings his lips to mine. A hum of pleasure escapes me. The kiss doesn't last long before he pulls away.
"Meet me tonight?" He asks searching my eyes.
"I don't know." His answer is to press him lips to mine again.
"Please." He begs against my lips.
"Ok." I say. He smiles and kisses me again.
"Ginny will be out in a minute." He pulls away then. Stroking my cheek one last time.
For the first time I see him properly. He's wearing his suit. He looks good, really good. It a dark grey three piece suit and a green tie that matches my dress.
"The suit looks good on you." I croak out and clear my throat.
"Not nearly as good as how that dress looks on you I'm sure." He laughs.
Just then Ginny comes out from the back dressing room. She looks stunning. Her dress has long lace sleeves that are off the shoulder. The lace covers the bodice to her waist then it's silk to the bottom. The skirt is full but not too much and has a small train. Her hair is down and her veil attached near the crown of her head flowing round her shoulders.
I put my hand to my mouth and the tears flow down my cheeks. "Ginny you look amazing." I say through my hand.
"Absolutely stunning." I look at Malfoy and he's grinning at her.
Ginny is beaming. I run over to her and hug her.
"Potter is one lucky man." Malfoy says as he hugs her after I move away.
"Look at you in your suit. You look amazing." She laughs. "My mum wanted robes but I like suits better. My dad has robes though."
"I can't believe in two weeks you and Harry will be married." The tears start again. "I always thought you two belonged together."
"Well I though you and Ron did." She laughed turning to the mirror. "How wrong could I be?"
I look over at Malfoy and he's looking at me too. I can't tell what's going through his mind. At one time I thought Ron and I belonged together too, but that seems like such a long time ago now.
"Ginny I need to get back to the office." I look at him with a question in my eyes. "I still have a couple of those interviews you asked me to do. Although I'm not sure I hold out much hope if they are anything like the ones I had yesterday."
"I know the candidates are not the best pool of people. I'm hoping a few good ones will pop up soon. I need to get this department up and running as soon as possible." I take a sip of my champagne thankful to change the topic.
"Hopefully I'll get lucky." He looks at me. "I'll see you later."
Ginny doesn't miss it either. "He'll see you later?" She asks with a smile.
"Yes. We're going over a few work things." I think on my feet taking another drink of champagne.
"You could do worse you know?" She says checking out the dress in the mirror again.
"Excuse me?" I ask.
"You could do worse than Draco." She turns to me. "He's better than most men I know."
"What makes you think he'd want me anyway?" I laugh trying to make light.
"Oh please. I'm sure everyone sees how he looks at you." She laughs at me. "And plus there is the fact that a couple of weeks before you came home he got pissed and told me he had always had a thing for you."
I laugh. "Yeah right Malfoy always had a thing for me. He was obviously pulling your leg Ginny."
"I don't think he was." She steps down. "Right time to get these off and go get lunch I'm starving."
Later that night I'm stood in the kitchen with a cup of tea in my hand wondering whether or not I should go upstairs. Everytime I'm alone with Malfoy my body takes over. Right now I'm trying to decide if that is a bad thing or a good thing because he makes it feel good. Maybe I should. Just bite the bullet, you know? I could probably do with a good roll in the hay so to speak.
"Hermione?" Ginny was in the kitchen talking to me. I look up. "Are you ok l? I called your name like five times?"
"Yeah sorry just in a world of my own." I smile. "What's up?"
"Me and Harry are just going to The Burrow to go over a few things for the wedding." She smiles at me. "You and Draco will be all alone."
"Ginny." I shake my head, but feel grateful.
"Well i'll see you later." She runs from the room.
I laugh to myself. That girl is crazy but I love her. I decide to finish my cup of tea before I go find Malfoy. Because i've decided to go for it. I just need to grab some courage first.
I'm not very experienced at these things. Believe it or not Viktor was my first and only. I don't tend to make the first move.
Luckily for me tonight doesn't seem to be the night I have to. Just as I'm finishing my tea Malfoy appears in the door way. He leans against the door frame his arms crossed over his chest.
"Where's Harry and Ginny?" He asks.
"Burrow. Wedding things." I reply and the way he is looking at me is sending my heart into overdrive.
He crosses the room in three strides and before I can process it he's kissing me. His hands are in my hair and he's coaxing my lips open with his tongue. I throw myself into the kiss too wrapping my arms around his waist bringing him closer. This kiss is more passionate than the other two we shared. More need in it.
My hands find the hem of his t-shirt and push it up slightly so i can run my hands over his skin. He let's out a low moan in his chest as I do. Suddenly he steps back and takes his shirt off. He has a good body he must keep in shape. I hold out my hands and run them I've his chest before he's kissing me again.
He lifts me up and sits me on the counter. I bring his bottom lip into my mouth and graze it with my teeth.
"Sweet Salazar, Hermione." He gasps as he moves his kisses along my neck. His hands move to my tank top and lifts it up over my head and it joins his on the floor.
I tangle my hands in his hair as I bring his mouth to mine again. I want this so much right now. It's been a while since I felt like this.
He pushes the straps of my bra down his fingers tickling my skin. He pulls back a second and he's searching my eyes, asking if u really want this. I answer by reaching back and unclipping my bra and letting it fall.
He wastes no time as he dips his head and takes my nipple in to his mouth. It has me moaning instantly. He does the same to the other and I'm a mess underneath him.
When he kisses my mouth again I reach for his jeans, unbutton them, slip down lip zip and push them away from his hips. He momentarily steps back to step out if them and I take the opportunity to free myself of my jeans. I'm grateful at this moment I have no shoes on.
He's kissing again and his hands are running round the hem of my lace knickers and it makes my muscles seize. I'm almost ready to beg when he rips his thumbs through sides and rips them away.
I have a small moment of clarity. "Wait." He looks at me. "This is just for tonight. Ok?"
"We'll see." He says as he kisses my neck.
His fingers find between my legs and he's stroking me. I'm biting my lip trying not to cry out.
"Say my name." He says against my neck.
"Malfoy." I moan.
"No." He looks at me. "My first name."
I look at him for a second and he stops moving his fingers and I feel lost. I almost scream it.
"Draco." I gasp. "Draco don't stop."
I hear him growl and before I realise what's happened he's pushing inside me with one forceful stroke. That's it then I can't help the cry that leaves my lips. I wrap my legs around his hips trying to take him deeper. His hands are on my hips pushing me towards him as I balance precariously on the side, my hands on his shoulders.
I feel the beginnings of my climax building. "Oh Draco." I moan without thinking and he quickens his pace. My nails dig into his shoulders as I explode around him. He doesn't stop. In fact he goes harder trying to find his own release and in doing that I find my second and his rolls after.
He puts his forehead to mine cupping face and kissing me. There's no loss of passion in the kiss either.
"Your incredible." He whispers our breathing still laboured.
"Don't." I say I don't handle compliments particularly well. I look away but he uses his hands to bring my gaze back to his.
"You are." He places a gentle kiss to my lips before he pulls out and holds out his hand. "Come let's get a shower."
"We shouldn't"
"You said tonight." He smiles. "The night isn't over yet."
He has a grin on his face that makes me laugh. I jump down and take his hand. I'm suddenly grateful I preempted this and took the contraceptive potion before. He pulls me in close and kisses the top of my head.
We shower together before we go to our separate rooms for the night. We had come to the decision not to tell anyone. I slept better than I have in a long time.