June 1997—Part 1


Draco's birthday was nearing and Hermione was worried about what to get him.

It had been easier to pick out his Christmas present, as that was just a gift amongst friends, but now they were something and she didn't have a clue what to get.

She searched out Daphne, feeling guilty once more that she had been neglecting her friend. Daphne waved off her concerns once the two met up in the library one afternoon, surrounded in a privacy bubble to keep away any eavesdroppers.

"Don't worry about it," Daphne reassured. "I've been busy with Terry most of the time anyway, if you know what I mean." She wiggled her eyebrows for added emphasis.

Hermione blushed and looked away. "Actually, yes, I do know what you mean."

Daphne gasped. "What? Really? Tell me everything!"

Hermione chuckled, excited that she can actually share her relationship with someone.

The two talked about their boyfriends—though Hermione felt weird calling Draco her 'boyfriend' since they never used labels—and after an hour, she finally brought up her question to Daphne.

"So, what do you suggest?" she asked nervously.

"You can always get him a book?" Daphne suggested.

"I wouldn't even know where to begin with that, he has a whole library it seems," she grumbled.

"Well, what about something for when he plays quidditch?"

"I thought of that, but he hasn't played all year so getting him something for that doesn't make sense, I think," Hermione said as she rested her chin on her fist.

"A blowjob?"

Hermione blushed then mumbled, "I was already planning that."

"Well, what else does he like?" Daphne asked.

"You're his friend, that's why I'm coming to you," Hermione pointed out.

"Yes, true, but you probably know him better than I do at this point," she said with a wink.

Hermione pondered for a moment. "Well, besides quidditch, he likes high-end clothing and shoes, but I don't want to get him clothing. He likes chocolate…"

"Oh!" Daphne said suddenly. "What about getting him some Muggle chocolates?"

Hermione smiled. "That's a good idea! I can get him a variety of things to try."

"He'll love that!" Daphne said with a nod. "That wizards' got a sweet tooth I tell you."

Hermione laughed. "I know. But is chocolate enough? I mean, it's his 17th birthday after all. Shouldn't I get him something more…..special?"

"Well, most wizards get a family watch on their 17th, but that's usually from their parents or a close relative."

Hermione shook her head. "No, nothing he can wear or that can be seen—It would raise too many questions."

"Oh, that's right. Secret relationship and all that," Daphne said with a playful eyeroll. "Which I still think is silly, by the way."

Hermione sighed. "You know we can't go public. It would cause an uproar between our houses and our friends. Not to mention Harry already thinks Draco's up to something anyway and if I tell him I'm in a relationship with him, he'll think Draco Imperiused me," she said with her own eye roll.

"Ok, so, nothing he can have that will be seen or at least questioned. What about something he can wear when his mum throws one of her galas? Something small that won't gain attention but he'll know it's there?"

"You know, I saw a pair of cufflinks in Hogsmeade during Christmas that had emeralds in them," Hermione mused. "I bet they're still there and if not, they'll probably have something similar."

"Perfect! Now," Daphne said as she leaned over with a twinkle in her eye. "What are you going to wear?"


On the evening of Draco's birthday, Hermione made sure to set up the room ahead of time, complete with balloons, a larger size cauldron cake with a candle, and something sexy, lacy, and green underneath her uniform.

When he arrived at their regular meeting time, she greeted him with a kiss as his hands rested on her hips.

"Happy birthday," she mumbled against his lips.

He answered with a smile and a nip at her bottom lip. "Thank you." He finally looked around the room and his eyes widened slightly in surprise. "What's all this?"

Hermione chuckled as she took his hand in hers and led him to the table. With a wave of her wand, she lit the candle then looked up at him. "Make a wish."

He smirked as he glanced sideways at her then leaned over and blew out his candle.

"What did you wish for?" she mused.

"Now, Granger," he said as he plucked the candle out of the cake and licked off the gooey chocolate that clung to the bottom of it. "If I tell you, then I might not get it. I really, really want it to come true."

Hermione licked her lips as she watched him. "Wouldn't want that now, would we?"

He tossed the candle on the table and pulled the cake closer to him as he sat down. "So now the question is, do you have anything else planned right now, or can I see if my wish came true?"

"Well, I do have a couple presents for you, but those can wait if you want?" she offered with a glint in her eye.

He grinned mischievously as he tugged her onto his lap and her arms wound loosely around his neck.

"I can't stop thinking about that night," he said as he started kissing her neck in open-mouth kisses.

Hermione closed her eyes as he found the spot right under ear that she loved. "Me too."

"Do you think we can do that again?" he asked as he nibbled, then licked that particular spot and Hermione squirmed in his lap.

"It's your birthday," she said breathily. "We can do whatever you want."

He pulled back and looked into her eyes. "Anything?"

Hermione bit her lip. "Well, almost anything. I'm not.. I mean, I don't think we're ready for—"

He stopped her rambling with a kiss. "I agree," he finally said.

Hermione instantly relaxed against his mouth as her fingers played with the short hairs on the back of his head.

"I have a surprise for you," she said once she pulled back.

Draco lifted a brow as the corner of his mouth ticked up in a barely-there smirk. "Yeah?"

Hermione nodded as she slid off his lap and stood in front of him.

She pulled off her jumper vest first then slowly, teasingly so, she began to undo the buttons of her oxford. When she slipped the shirt off her shoulders and dropped it to the floor, she heard Draco's breath take an audible inhale.

Her bra was mostly lace with silk shoulder straps in dark, Slytherin green.

She blushed as his gaze raked over her chest and she bit her lip. "Do you like it?"

His eyes lifted to hers. "Do I like it?" he repeated. He stood and took a few steps closer. He lifted a finger and softly ran it under the swell of her breasts, causing her breath to hitch. "Do I like it? No, Granger, I don't." He leaned forward and whispered. "I fucking love it."

A shiver ran up her spine at the huskiness of his words and the heat of his gaze. As he stepped back, she undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor so that her matching knickers were on full display. All that was left to remove were her shoes and stockings, but when she went to get rid of them, Draco stopped her. "I think you should leave those on."

Before Hermione could question him, Draco scooped her up and carried her over to the lounge chair that seemed to be in the room more often than the sofa lately.

As she lay on the soft cushions, Draco hovered above her and his gaze seemed to drink up every inch of her and she couldn't help the blush that she knew spread across her face.

"If all my other birthdays are like this," he said quietly. "I'd be one lucky wizard."

He dropped his head to capture her lips in a soft, gentle kiss then trailed down her neck to her collar bone.

Hermione squirmed as his tongue licked a trail between her breasts. "Whatever makes the birthday boy happy," she said as her fingers started to work on his oxford buttons. She nearly faltered when his teeth grazed her nipple through the lace fabric and heat pooled between her legs.

When she finally got the last button undone, she scraped her nails lightly over his chest before making her way to the buttons of his trousers but he stilled her hands before she could unzip him.

He answered her questioning look by kissing her fingers, one at a time. "I know it's my birthday, but I hope you don't mind if I see to your needs first." He dipped his head again and suckled her nipple through the lace. "And I plan on taking my time."

Her fingers ran through his hair and tugged softly. "I don't mind at all. So long as I get to return the favor."

He lifted his heated gaze to hers and she didn't even need him to respond with the way his eyes were blown wide. He continued to kiss, nip, and suck her breasts, giving each one the same amount of treatment before he kissed softly down her stomach and past her navel. When he reached the seam of her lace knickers, he grazed her skin with his teeth before going between her legs and licking her through the lace.

The texture of the lace mixed with the heat and softness of his tongue had Hermione bucking her hips for more. He licked her once more and when she whimpered, he pulled the lace to the side, baring herself to him, wet and dripping with need.

"You taste so good," he mumbled against her, the vibrations of his voice nearly sending her to the edge. "Better than a Cauldron Cake."

"That's high praise, coming from you," she teased, then gasped as he nipped the inside of her thigh teasingly.

"Tell me, Granger, what do you want me to do?"

"I want… I want…" she panted as he licked her again, his tongue probing inside her folds. "More of that."

"You mean, this?" he asked and he repeated the action once more.

Hermione hissed out a breath. "Yes. More."

"Should I use my fingers too?" he asked and she nodded her head vigorously.

"Yes, fingers, thumb, and your tongue."

He smirked as he kissed the inside of her thigh. "As you wish."

She barely had time to take a breath before he entered two fingers inside of her, stroking her in the perfect spot just as his tongue began to suck gently on her clit.

Her whole body felt like it was on fire as her orgasm built up, up, up.

With one last suck to her bud, and his fingers stroking her just so, the coil in Hermione's belly snapped and released her orgasm with a hurried, breathy moans.

Draco lapped her up as she came, her walls quivering against his tongue, and her whole body felt tingly as she came down from her orgasm.

When the last of her waves calmed, she pulled Draco to her and crashed her mouth to his lips. When they broke apart, she flipped him on his back and straddled him. "My turn," she said.

Draco smirked at her, his arms resting behind his head as his oxford lay open. Hermione kissed down his chest and let her tongue circle and suck gently on his nipples and she was pleased to hear him hiss out a breath. She made her way down his stomach until she reached his trousers, undoing his zipper in one quick motion.

Draco helped divest himself of his trousers and pants and his cock sprung free from the confines of his clothes.

Hermione licked her lips as she stared at his length before reaching out and grasping him in her small hand. She stroked tentatively at first, adjusting her grip and angle until it was just right. She looked up at Draco who was watching her intently and while maintaining eye contact, she opened her mouth and took him.

She watched as he closed his eyes as she pumped and sucked his cock simultaneously. Her tongue swirled around the tip and head then took him back in until he hit the back of her throat.

"Fuck that feels good," Draco said through clenched teeth. "A little bit more and I'm not going to last much longer."

Hermione tightened her grip slightly and stroked and sucked faster. Draco's whole body started to tense up.

"Granger, I'm close, so close," he panted. "I'm about to cum," he warned.

She sucked even harder and faster and with one last groan, Draco came in her mouth. The warm thickness of his cum was different than anything she had ever tasted, but not horrible. She maintained eye contact with the blonde wizard as she swallowed and with a faint pop, she finally removed her lips from his cock and smiled sweetly at him as she wiped the corner of her mouth.

He sat up and cupped her face as he kissed her. "That was bloody fantastic," he said as he caught his breath. "Thank you."

She smiled shyly at the praise. "You're welcome. And, just so you know, I do have other gifts for you as well."

"Is it another blow job? Because you'll have to give me a minute before I can do that again."

Hermione smacked his chest playfully before she grabbed her wand and accio'd the other presents.

Draco loved the different chocolates and declared that Cadbury chocolate was his favorite, followed closely by the Snickers bar.

When he opened the cufflinks, green emeralds set in silver, his eyes softened as he looked up at her.

"Daphne said that your mother likes to hold galas. I thought that maybe, even if we can't be together, you can wear these and think of me," she said, looking away, suddenly overcome with emotion.

Draco moved her face so that she faced him again. "I love them," he said and kissed her softly.

"Happy birthday, Draco," she mumbled against his lips, then kissed him some more.


A/N: A lot happens in the month of June 1997, which is why it will be split into three different parts. This first part is obviously just about Draco's birthday and Hermione's gifts to him (aka mostly smut lol). The next two are what happens behind the scenes of the canon story (when Harry nearly kills Draco in the girl bathroom and also the attack on Hogwarts). Enjoy the ride, dear readers! Until next time. xoxoHufflepuffMommy

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