Chapter 14
His eyes roamed over her. Her hair was shorter; her face more defined. The woman had so much hate in her eyes. Draco looked deeper. Yes. There it was. Inside the same endless chocolate pools he longed to drown in, was the fire. He remembered the first day he saw it; the day she punched him. He never stopped chasing it; no matter how many times it burned him. It was her. His Mia.
She stared back defiantly, daring him to move. Daring him to say something, anything.
He took a step toward her. "Mia."
She stepped back, "No."
Draco took another step, "Mia, please."
Hermione pointed her wand at him, "Don't call me that."
He laughed, grabbing her wrist; bringing the wand to his chest. "Go ahead. You wanted to see Romeo bleed."
She sneered, "Yes. I want that. I want to see if you can."
"Then do it." He pushed the wand harder into his chest, pulling her closer to him. "..I'll bleed for you."
"You'd bleed for me? Ha!" She jabbed him. "There is nothing left to bleed for. Nothing and no one."
"If that's true then just kill me. Finish this."
His hot breaths blew against her face. The grip he had on her wrist was going to bruise. He forced her to jab him again. When she didn't respond, he did it again.
"Say the words. You know them. It's easy. You are Hermione Granger after all." His voice was cold and emotionless, reminding her of the Malfoy from their school days.
"Drake, I-...just stop."
She said it. She called him Drake. His heart melted again. He was her Drake. She was his Mia. Nothing would change that.
He knocked the wand away. "Five years Mia," He grabbed her, pinning her between the wall and himself. "You hated me so much?" He wrapped his arms around her. "Were you trying to punish me?" His head nuzzled into her hair, lips pressed against her earlobes. "No, you were trying to kill me." He started crying. "Why, Mia? What did I do? Where did I go wrong?"
Hermione pushed against his chest, "Stop. It doesn't matter. It's too late."
He tightened his grip. "No! I won't lose you again."
She stomped on his foot and pushed him away. "I'm not yours to lose. Not this time. Never again. I'll never let you hurt me again."
He stumbled backwards. Her words were like poison. Draco picked up her wand and walked back to her. He grabbed her hand and forced the wand back into it. "Then do it, because I'm not letting you leave."
Her hands were shaking. She forced her arm up again. "Let me go. Just let me go."
He walked into it again, pushing himself against the tip. She backed up until she, once again, hit the wall.
"Then do it Granger. Kill the ferret...the deatheater. Show him who he is. Show him who you are."
Hermione shook her head. "Shut up!"
"Come on, Granger. He never deserved you. He was so stupid to think that you wanted him; that you would wait for him."
"Shut up! Shut up!"
Tears fell down his cheeks. "He was stupid to think that you loved him. He was stupid to fall in love with you...so stupid because he couldn't stop loving you.." Draco let go of her and whispered a spell. Blood seeped through his shirt from under her wand.
Hermione screamed, "Drake. No. No." She ripped open his shirt, putting her hands over the wound.
She looked beautiful, his Mia; wand pressed against him, muttering every spell she could remember to stop the bleeding. He pushed the hair out of her face. "It's only a flesh wound Mia. You didn't put enough feeling into it."
It finally stopped and sealed itself. She dropped the wand and slumped to the ground. Her body shook as she let the tears come. Hermione stared at her blood covered hands. How did it come to this?
Draco bent down and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his lap. "It's only blood Mia." He pushed the hair out of her face again. "I could give more." He wiped her cheeks. "Anything. Just say it." Draco put her hand over the wound. "I could be anyone. Just tell me." He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to hers. "Just tell me what you want."
Hermione kissed him. Her lips pressed firmly against his, hands clutching his open shirt. Her teeth bit him, drawing more blood. Her nails drew long angry scratches down his back. She needed him. She needed to punish him. She dug her nails deeper into him. He didn't stop her. He continued to hold her as she tortured him.
He basked in the feeling of her. He welcomed the pain, taking anything she would give him. Her touch was worth all the pain in the world. He let her punish him. Until, she latched down on his neck, biting hard. He grabbed her arms and pinned her to the floor. She wiggled against him, but he held her down. His lips attacked her neck, making her buck into him. He whispered breathlessly against her ears.
Suddenly, they were both naked. She could feel him, pressed against her thigh. Her breath caught in her throat and she squeezed her legs shut.
He grinded into her hard, making her pull her leg away, allowing him to slide between them. He released his hold on her hands and grabbed her breasts. Bringing his mouth to one nipple and pinching the other hard. Her back arched. He slid a hand between them and pinched her clit. She arched again, screaming his name.
Years of pain came crashing down as he thrusted into her hard. He didn't wait for her to adjust to him. He didn't want to make love to her; he wanted her pain. He wanted to take it away. He wanted her to feel his. Draco grabbed her butt and lifted her cunt to meet him; forcing her to take everything he had. Thrusts after thrusts, harder and faster, he pushed himself inside.
He was grunting like a wild animal; losing control. He could barely hear her cries of pain and pleasure, as he raced towards his release.He needed this. He needed her under him, taking him. He needed her to submit to him. He continued to abuse her sex until he saw fire; he emptied inside her; roaring. He slumped on top of her.
Draco had never been more scared than in this moment. He closed his eyes. Hermione ran her finger through his hair, as he laid on her chest, praying that this was not a dream. He prayed to never wake up. He prayed to every God he could think of. Let me have her.
She whispered, "Drake. I need to go. Let me go."
He shook his head. "Never."
"Someone is waiting for you."
"I don't care."
"I do."
"You care about what she wants, but not about what I want."
She stroked his back, "What do you want?"
He lifted his head. "You. Always you."
Their eyes locked, as he once again, buried himself inside of the only woman he had ever loved. His eyes stayed fixed on her face. The face he dreamed of every night. The same face he imagined every time he fucked anyone else. The world stopped spinning. It was only him and Mia. His Mia. He grunted as her legs wrapped tightly against him.
She flipped him over and sunk down. She took him slow and deep. Letting herself feel every inch. Hermione threw her head back as he grabbed her waist and thrusted up. Their bodies slammed hard against each other. She was almost there. Her legs were shaking, her insides clutching him. He stilled, trying to stop the end from coming too soon.
Draco watched her ride him. Sweat dripping off her neck, down her breasts, to where they met. She never looked more beautiful than in this moment. Both of them trying to will the night to stay. She screamed as her body released.
He flipped her over again and took her from behind. She laid flat on the floor, bottom raised, as he thrusted into her. She fought to stay in place, to take all of him. She was sore and the floor was covered in sweat and tears. Her hands pushed against the wall, knuckles white, as she met his thrusts. "Oh Gods Mia. Let me have you. Let me keep you."
"Yes. Yes," was all she could reply.
Draco grabbed her breasts and pulled her up against him, as he came inside her.
He carried her to his bedroom and laid her down. She snuggled in and watched as he went to a drawer and pulled something out. He climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back to his chest. Draco took her hand in his and pulled it to his lips.
"I love you Mia. I've always loved you. I'll always love you. Only you. Always you."
He slid a ring on her finger and placed both of their hands over her heart. Let me have you.