A/N: Is it Wednesday? Well, no, it's not. Did I try to get this out yesterday? I did, swear I did. Ended up with my morning commitments going well into the afternoon and then a little sir did not want to give up mommy for his nap. Nap trapped, don't move a sleeping demon. So, he wakes up from his nap and then I had to run to the store for bell pepper.

At the store, ended up there FOREVER because we're getting yet another snow storm and just, sigh.

I will warn, these delays might keep popping up as I'm going to be a tad bit busy the upcoming months. I've got my mom's memorial that I'm going to be putting things together for end of March and then I have a literal week of birthdays for my boys in April (19, 20 & 23) in addition to Easter (and I treat that as a second Christmas) **Did you catch the birthdays for the Malfoy children**

ANYWAY, here's that smutty saucy chapter you were promised.

Chapter 8: Valentine's Day 2003

It was Hermione and Draco's fourth memory session and the first one since the Quidditch match that they'd both attended. After leaving Hogwarts and getting home, Hermione had sent the Snitch from Mila to Malfoy since she never saw him again after the match. Even though Hermione had the suspicion that her daughter had only gifted it to him to spite Ron, she still wanted to make sure that she followed through with her daughter's wishes.

"Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy is sedated." Hermione's assistant, Janet, said sticking her head in Hermione's office door with a soft smile on her face.

"Thank you, Janet. I'm just about ready. Will you let Jilli and Brandon know I'll be there shortly." Hermione said returning the smile to the elderly woman who just nodded her head before backing out of the doorway.

Hermione picked up the quill that she'd set aside and continued to mark down the differences that she'd found in the scan of Malfoy's brain from their base line scan before she'd begun recovering memories to their latest scans that had been done when he first arrived today.

There seemed to be a few blank spaces of activity that she hadn't originally noticed at the start of this project. But now that Hermione had unlocked two memories, she'd begun to notice that there was a faint glow in one hemisphere that hadn't been there to start. Hermione knew for a fact that what Malfoy had locked away was taking up a large portion of his mind, she'd seen it. She'd slipped inside it, twice.

Finishing measuring the size of the glow and the brightness, so that she could compare directly after their session today, Hermione grabbed her notes and loaded them into the file and stood up from her desk, ready to go find the blonde.

Following the same path that she was intimately accustomed to; Hermione couldn't help but wonder what today would bring. Would it be another simple memory? Perhaps them getting fish and chips every Tuesday during their Curse Breaker training days, or another eighth-year memory when they'd began to form their friendship. Whatever it was, Hermione knew that she would have to keep her emotions that were attached to this project in check because she needed to get the data of right after to be able to compare to two week later.

After the first memory was retrieved, Hermione had a long lecture from her boss, Brennan Doyle. Being thoroughly chastised for her unprofessionalism in the face of one of the departments largest donators and the subject of a project that would help advance their knowledge of Obliviates by leaps and bounds, Hermione conceded that she'd be able to do her job without letting any petty squabbles interfere with the work.

Just like with the last two sessions, when Hermione entered the procedure room Jilli and Brandon had everything set up and Malfoy was peacefully sleeping on the table waiting for her to start. The diagnostic scans hovered above his head and his body, to ensure that he was mentally and physically ready to begin.

"Everything's looking good, boss. Normal brain activity, he just complained the last memory left him a bit fatigued over the weekend, but nothing major. We're ready to proceed whenever you are." Jilli announced when she noticed Hermione, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Brandon didn't have any further comments besides all his physical vitals were fine.

Hermione informed the pair of Healers that they would need get printed scan of Malfoy's brain activity today to compare it to those that they had gathered before Hermione attempted to unlock a memory. Both Healer agreed to that course of action, and went about setting up to be able to gather the imagines directly after Hermione exited, so there would be no waiting.

Then it was time, and without any hesitation, Hermione sat down and pulled out her wand. Tapping Malfoy's temple, Hermione let out a breath and was drug into Malfoy's subconscious.

She was dropped right at the front of the mausoleum, that now held multiple cracks running up two of the different columns in front. Hermione was more curious about the main structure though. The magenta glow was emitting around the base, while it mausoleum still stood sturdy and a stark white.

Curiosity got the best of her, because she needed to know what was behind those strong walls, and Hermione wasn't one for waiting for things to happen. Pressing her hands flush against the cool stone, Hermione began chanting the same spells she'd used before to access Malfoy's memories in a firm voice. Quickly, however, Hermione realized that focusing her magic this way was draining her much faster than it did when she didn't have physical contact with the structure, and she could feel the fatigue taking over her body and mind.

Sweat was already pooling on her brow, and as Hermione decided that it would be better if she released contact and began to attempt to extract her hand from the wall. Only, her attempts to pull away were futile. Hermione's eyes snapped opened to look at her hands and realized quickly that it was as if she were fused with the walls. Well, shit.

There was no seem separating her hands and the wall, it was as if Malfoy's mind recognized that a version of Hermione was being housed behind this barrier and it wasn't willing to release her by any means. After giving up in her struggle, Hermione changed up her chant just slightly, instead of requesting the imagines that were locked, she demanded the information of herself to be released.

There was something coming from this building that was coaxing her in, telling her that this wasn't just for Malfoy, that whatever was hidden behind this barricade also rightfully hers. As if whatever Malfoy's mind was hiding from him belonged to her and was something that he needed her to see, to feel. Taking a deep breath, Hermione pushed against the strong wall and began to feel it give way to her efforts.

Once she demanded entrance and applied to right pressure, Hermione took a breath, and as she released it. It felt like a wave crashed into her body and pulled her out into the tide that was Malfoy's latest memory and dropping into his body once again.

Clutching the bouquet of flowers, Draco couldn't help but smile as he looked around the entrance to Grimmauld Place. Draco made sure that he was quiet when he shut the front door behind him, as to not wake his Great-Aunt Walburga.

Hermione had told him that Potter and Weaslette were out of town for the Weaslette's Quidditch match, giving him and Hermione the entire house to themselves. Draco, for one, was not going to waste this opportunity to woo his witch and show her just how special she was to him.

Kicking his trainers off, Draco made his way towards the stairway to head towards Hermione's bedroom. He'd stayed the night at Grimmauld more that he cared to admit over the years since they had graduated from Hogwarts. Throughout their two years of Curse Breaker training, Hermione and Draco would often sit with Potter and on the rare occasion Weasley in the sitting room and talk over a glass of Fire Whiskey comparing the Auror training and Curse Breaker training. Eventually, they moved past their training talk and he had formed a sort of friendship with The-Boy-Who-Lived-Twice. Weasley, on the other hand, he still couldn't tolerate and it had only gotten worse since Hermione broke up with him.

Not that Draco and Hermione had seen very much of the weasel since she'd dumped him. They'd been in Siberia for the entire year following that disastrous fall out, and he'd only shown up once after they'd returned with his sister for an unexpected visit with Potter. Needless to say, wands had been drawn and strong words were exchanged between the two men and between girl weasel and Hermione. Since then, things had been tense anytime Potter's girlfriend and Hermione were in the same room, so Draco and Hermione spent the majority of their time together at his flat.

Sneaking up the stairs, Draco could hear the soft sounds of the shower running, making Draco smirk as he crept into Hermione's room. He was wanting to surprise her, and what a pleasant surprise he'd stumbled upon for himself.

Draco silently slipped out of his clothes until all he was left in where his pants and entered the steam filled room. The bathroom was small and only had a single stand-up shower that was just big enough for two people, while he could use more room, that was enough for his purposes at this time.

Through the curtain, Draco could see the outline of Hermione's body. She was fit and firm, he'd already known that, even before they'd started dating. With their work, they had to stay in shape, so regular workouts were a must. However, even with her lean muscles, Draco had discovered that she was still soft in all the right places. Her heavy breasts that fit perfectly in his hands, and the heart shape of her arse was his every fantasy.

Ripping the curtain back, Draco was rewarded by his girlfriend's shriek of surprise. Only making him laugh out loud. 'Damn you, Draco Malfoy!' She scolded holding her hand to her pounding heart while she glared at him, only making him laugh even harder.

'You look like a drowned kitten.' Draco laughed looking over her with her long hair dripping wet, making it fall all the way to her waist with the weight from the water. 'A sexy drowning kitten' Draco continued giving her a little wink making her roll her eyes, but he could see still a smile creeping onto her face.

'You're so stupid. What are you doing here anyway? Did we have plans for tonight? Isn't it Friday, shouldn't you be at poker night?' She said as she tipped her head back, continuing to rinse her hair.

'Do you know what day it is though? Or did you forget, Granger?' Draco purred slipping his boxer briefs down his toned thighs as he continued to watch her massage her scalp.

'Honestly, Draco. It's Friday, I just said that.' She said turning into the stream of the water and washing her face. Draco stepped into the shower behind her, without touching her as his hands ghosted his skin.

'It's Valentine's Day, you silly witch.' Draco said as she turned around and looked into his eyes giving him a puzzled look, before raking her eyes down his naked body, giving a slight gulp.

'Valentine's Day?' Hermione muttered looking him over again 'Draco, we've only been dating a little over a month. You didn't have to do anything for me for it.' She finished looking him in his eyes.

'Well, how about I do something for the both of us then' Draco said nuzzling into her neck, laying his lips on every bit of her collarbone.

His lips laid a trail to her sternum as he licked and kissed her bronze skin. Finding her already pebbled nipples with his long cool fingers, he pinched and tugged on them before letting his mouth clamp down on the soft breast tissue forcing a throaty moan from his lover.

Using his tongue, Draco gave each nipple the attention that they deserved. Hermione's fingers were scraping against scalp and pulling on his hair. 'Draco' she groaned as he started his decent south towards her navel.

Licking and nipping his way south, when he came to the soft hair, Draco skipped right past it to the inside of her knees, causing Hermione to whine again. 'Don't tease, Draco' she chided him, and Draco responded with a nip at her inner thigh before soothing the area with a gentle kiss.

'Patience, love' Draco murmured against the opposite thigh as he licked and sucked, leaving marks showing his path towards her center. Draco let his fingers slide up her slit and felt her slick as he spread it up towards her clit. Smirking, Draco knew she was all ready for him, but he wasn't going to give her everything she was wanting. Yet.

Tipping his head up, Draco plunged his tongue into her channel, as his finger swept over her little bud. 'DRACO!' Hermione called out, gripping onto his hair so hard that it was almost painful. 'Fuck, don't stop!' she called as her hips began rocking against his face in time with each thrust of his tongue.

Draco switched his tongue and his fingers so that he was now thrusting into her tight heat and sucking down hard on her clit. The quakes in her body told Draco that she was close. So close, and that she just needed that little nudge over the edge. Licking over her bud and that was all it took for Hermione to clamp down on his fingers as she gushed out dripping down his hand and onto his arm.

Panting on shaking legs, Hermione's entire body slid down the shower wall until she was cradled in Draco's arms, while sitting on his lap, as he whispered sweet words into her damp hair. 'I love you, Granger. I love you so fucking much, of course I'd want to celebrate Valentine's Day with the only witch I want to spend the rest of my life with.'

Looking up, Draco had to take a deep breath as he looked into those chocolate eyes that held his whole world. 'I love you too.'

Eyes snapping open, Hermione found herself lying flat on her back. The feel of the steam on his skin, the taste of herself on his tongue, the smell of her release, and the swell of his chest when she'd uttered those words to him for the first time. Hermione was in total sensory overload, and it felt like she was in over her head.

Tears pooled in her eyes as she stood and sniffled down the emotions that were threatening to burst from her chest. Malfoy was stirring on the bed in front of her as Jilli quickly waved her wand over his head to gather the information they'd discussed beforehand.

"What's happening?" Hermione asked stepping up next to Jilli and looking at the scans herself. She could already see the difference in the glow. It was brighter, that much she was certain of, but Hermione had a feeling that the radius might have grown again.

"He's in pain, but none of it is physical. What was the memory?" Jilli asked looking over at Hermione quickly before turning her attention back to Malfoy.

"It was the first time we said that we loved each other out loud. I also made contact with the structure housing his memories. How long was I in his mind?" Hermione asked as Jilli began to revive Malfoy enough so that she could administer a Pain Potion.

"Fifteen minutes and forty-nine seconds. Mr. Malfoy had an, uh, physical reaction to the memory as well, this is a first, so I'm just taking a guess that it was more than just saying 'I love you' to each other." Brandon teased looking over at Hermione sending her a wink, making Hermione's eyes go a bit wide and heat flush up her neck.

As she was getting ready to scold Brandon, a cough from the exam table stole her attention and made her look over towards the man that they were discussing. Eyes fluttering open, Hermione couldn't help but blush again, remembering the memory and just how truly beautiful Malfoy has always been.

"Hermione?" Her name being whispered turned all the focus directly onto the man in front of her.

"Malfoy, I'm here. Could you tell me how you're feeling? I pushed a bit harder this time, are you in any discomfort after the Pain Potion?" Hermione asked standing next the table that Malfoy was laid on, resisting the urge to take hold of his hand and comfort him.

"My chest aches, what, was that the first time? Is that what you just said?" Malfoy asked her, as he opened his eyes and peered into her own.

Hermione let out a breath as she looked at him. It would be best to just get this over with, "yes, that was the first time we ever verbalized that we were in love. So, would you say that it feels like heartache after a break up that you're feeling?" Hermione asked pulling out her clipboard and began jotting down notes, reminding herself that she wasn't going to let her personal attachment to this project get in her way. No need for another lecture if she could avoid it.

"Hermione, please. Talk to me, we were that happy, where did it go wrong?" Malfoy asked, ignoring her question.

"Malfoy," Hermione stated looking down at the man, "I don't have the time or energy to try and recount what went wrong with our relationship. Now, if you could answer the question." Hermione said meeting those grey eyes, trying to not lose herself in them.

"Tell me first and then I'll answer every question you have for me." Malfoy insisted, and Hermione could feel her composure slipping away. This latest memory was a month before Malfoy and the Greengrass patriarch had started their negotiations for a marriage contract that would ultimately destroy her heart.

It wouldn't do anyone any good to dwell on their past when they knew what the future held for them.

"It's irrelevant to what I'm asking of you, now if you don't have an answer, please say that instead of this." Hermione said, gripping her quill a bit too tightly.

"Damn you, Granger, this isn't irrelevant what I'm asking you and you know it." Malfoy said with a low growl in his voice as he sat up. "You know just as well as I do that our breakup has everything to do with why these memories are locked away and I want to know what went wrong between us. Maybe if I knew, it would help up recover them easier."

Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "You want to know, huh?" Hermione asked, knowing that her temper was slipping. "Do you have a Pensive at home, Malfoy?"

Hermione couldn't help the strange laugh that erupted from her. "What a stupid question, you're Malfoy, of course you have a Pensive." She said shaking her head. Pulling out a vial, and putting her wand to her temple, Hermione extracted a long silver strand.

"Here, Malfoy. Make popcorn. Should entertain you for a while." Hemione said though thick tears that had started fall, against her best efforts. "Now, if you'll excuse me. Have a wonderful day, the Ministry thanks you for your continued volunteer participation in this project." Hermione croaked out the last sentence as she turned on her heels to walk towards the exit.

A/N: Answers are COMING! Or at least the start to some answers as to the mystery of what made Draco break Hermione's heart.

Next chapter will have Mila and Hermione POV. Hogsmeade visit, the damn press, and more Ron (hey, we've got to have someone to not like, right?)

Still no idea on my chapter count for this story. It'll be moving a bit faster with updates starting in a couple weeks though. I'm looking forward to being able to throw myself more into this and crank out more updates. Next update will be Wednesday (hopefully)

Until next time, love and kisses!