New Beginnings

Chapter 10 First Date

Hermione and Draco’s schedules became extremely hectic over the next couple of weeks; they barely saw each other. Their usual routine had diminished to a good morning kiss before they both left for their respective offices, possibly some small talk while they worked through dinner and an exhausted kiss goodnight when they finally fell into bed around 2am, if they slept together at all. More times than he wanted to think about, Hermione had stayed at her place so she could do work and he ended up spending his evening at his flat, alone, also working. Draco had to go the States for 10 days to meet with some of his American contributors to the foundation. It was a productive trip but he hated being away from home and away from his Hera for so long.

Draco had finally reached his breaking point when he returned from his trip. He missed his girlfriend and, damn it, he was tired of the 2 flats thing; it had to go. He had a plan and when perfectly executed, as his plans always were, he would have his love in his bed every night and no more of this ‘flat juggling’ nonsense.

“Alice, please clear my schedule for the rest of the week. Everything can be moved to next week.”
“Are you sure? You’re supposed to meet with Mr. Steinmetz regarding the rides for the carnival on Friday afternoon.”
“Yes, I know. Please tell him that I need to reschedule, due to a family emergency.”
“Oh Dear… Is Hermione alright?” Draco smiled.
‘He said family and the first person Alice thought of was Hermione. That feels really nice’.

“Yes, Alice, she’s fine. The past few weeks have been pretty crazy for us so I’m gonna surprise her with a little weekend getaway.”

“Oh, that is so sweet. She’s quite a lucky girl to have such a romantic bloke like you doting on her like you do.” Draco smiled.

“No, Alice, I’m the lucky one… I’m gonna finish up for the day then I’m out of here. Call me on my mobile or email me if there are any emergencies.”

“You know I won’t.” She smiled and went back to typing. Draco shook his head, smiling and walked back into his office. He sat down and made himself comfortable in front of his laptop. Thirty minutes later, the first parts of his plan had been set into motion. After straightening up his desk, he packed up his computer and a few papers and headed out the door.
“I’ll see you on Monday, Alice.”

“I never thought I would see the day when Drake Rosier would be working a short week. I think the sky is falling.”

“Very funny, Chicken Little. Have a good week; don’t have too much fun without me.”
“I’ll try not to. Tell Hermione I said Hi.”

“Will do. Bye.” Alice waved and went back to working on her computer.

Draco run upstairs gathered together some clothes for their trip. He was actually nervous…and excited. In the three months they had been together, they had never gone away together and this was even more special to him, they were going ‘home’, his home, and Merlin willing, eventually their home. But first things first, an evening of wooing the beautiful Hera. He glanced at the clock, 3pm. She was going into her last class of the day so he didn’t have much time. Draco apparated to the manor and gave the elves their instructions. They were completely ecstatic about being included in the plan and happily got busy on their assignments.

When Draco arrived at Hermione’s flat, the packages had just started to arrive. He signed for each of them then carried everything to the bedroom. Very carefully, he set the scene, leaving no detail to chance. When he was satisfied that everything was perfect, he put together her bag for the trip. He took a quick shower and got dressed for the evening. He smiled smugly as he double checked his appearance in the mirror. ‘Perfect, as always.’ His sandy blond hair was slightly tousled, just the way she liked it. His silk shirt was a unique shade of Ferrari blue shirt that made his grey eyes twinkle a silvery blue. Paired with black silk blend dress trousers and dress shoes, Draco was quite confident that he would take her breath away but just for an added bit of insurance, he put on just a bit of cologne, the special scent that his mum had formulated just for him when he was 15. No woman could resist it and his beloved was no different. She frequently commandeered his work shirts and wore them around the flat like a mini dress; smiling happily because ‘the shirt smiled like him’. Not that Draco was complaining, Hera had amazing legs and to see her prancing around in just his shirt was a total turn on, especially when she went sans panties. A devilish smile crossed his face as the images played in his head. Draco glanced at the clock on the night stand, 510pm. Hera would be home any minute. With a flick of his wand, the hallway was a glow with white floating pillar candles. He walked into the living room, placed both bags in the fireplace and sent them to the manor via the floo network for the elves to take care of for him. He then transfigured the bowl of fruit on the coffee table into a large 3-wick pillar candle set inside of a pink globe, giving the entire room a warm pinkish glow. After surveying the handy work, he headed back to the bedroom just before a much disheveled Hermione stepped out of the fireplace.

Hermione had an absolutely retched day; her worst day since becoming a professor. She caught not 1, not 2 but 3 students cheating. ‘Plagiarism, how despicable can you get? And they weren’t even remorseful about it. WTF!!!??? To top it all off and add insult and injury, the Dean of the program, the muggle program, doesn’t want to do anything about it because their parents’ give money to the school. What bollocks!!’ As Hermione continued to mumbled to herself a light caught her eye. The pink globe was glowing in the middle of the coffee table. She was walked over to the chair, putting down her belongings and knelt down to admire the globe. It was so beautiful, she was completely transfixed. The tension of the day started to melt away as the smell of vanilla permeated her senses. She could hear soft music playing somewhere, she looked towards the hallway. It was all aglow. Like a moth to a flame, she was drawn to the light. Draco could hear her gasp as she slowly walked down the candle lit hall to her bedroom. When she came into the room, tears began to stream down her face. On every surface there were candles and white rose petals. Hanging on the armoire was an exquisite royal purple halter dress and a cashmere shawl, on the floor, sat a beautiful pair of gold jeweled sandals. Hermione looked around the room until her eyes settled on him.
Draco was walking toward her with a long stem white rose in his hand.

“Surprise, Baby Girl.” Before she could speak, his mouth was on hers, kissing her deeply. Hermione’s kneels buckled as she crumpled into his arms. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down gently before covering her with his body. Draco peppered her face with kisses as his hands caressed her body gently. “I’ve missed my girl…”
“You’re home.” She smiled as tears trickled down her cheeks. They rested their foreheads together. She smiled at him, “Did you just get home?”
He nodded; then kissed her softly.

“What’s all of this, Love?”

”We’re going on our first date, Ms. Granger.” She giggled.
“What?”

“A date, our first real date.” She looked at him, in shock.

“You’re serious?”

“Very much so, now, my sweet, it’s time for you to get ready. There are many more surprises awaiting you.” He kissed her sweetly on the lips before getting up and heading towards the living room.

“Hey, aren’t you going to keep me company while I get ready?”

“It’s our first date; I’m not supposed to see your panties until the end of the night.” He smirked at her. “But, if you look in the box on the chair, I think you’ll like what’s inside.” He heard her giggle devilishly as she inspected the contents of the box.

About 40 minutes later, Hermione sauntered into the living room, “Well, what do you think, Mr. Rosier?” Draco turned to look at her and smiled as he stood and walked towards her. He walked around her, checking her out from every angle.

“Hmmm..”
“Hmmm?”

“I think something’s missing?”

“I don’t think so; I took everything out of the box. I even polished my toes to match the dress.” She points her toe to show him her purple toes.
“I think what’s missing is in here.” A jewelry box appeared from behind his back. He opens the box and Hermione gasps.
“Oh Draco…It’s beautiful…”
“Not as beautiful as my angel.” He walked her to the full length mirror, placing the 2 carat heart shaped diamond pendant around her neck. She put on the matching earrings, staring at her reflection in awe.
“Draco, you spoil me…” He turned her around to face him, kissing her softly in the lips.
“I know and you deserve it and more. Now, M’lady, are you ready to be wooed?”

“I’m being wooed?”

“Why, yes you are. This is going to be a night you’ll never forget.” Hermione looked at him with an intrigued looked.

“Well, let’s get started, then.” He kissed her just deeply enough for her to want more, and then he pulled away, making her whimper.
“Time to go, Love.”

Their first destination was dinner at the upscale muggle restaurant, Trust. The restaurant was only for couples. One partner is blindfolded when they are in the foyer and their entire experience is tailored by their companion and the restaurant staff. Each couple had their own ‘cocoon’ so their experience is not tainted by the sounds of other diners. When they arrived at the restaurant, Hermione was blindfolded and led to the ‘cocoon’ by Draco. They settled into their plush seats, and he selected their drinks by pointing them out on the menu for the waiter. “Do you know where we are, Hera?” She shakes her head, no.

“Do you want me to tell you?” Again, she shook her head, no. “Do you trust me?”

“Completely.” He started kissing her the curve of her ear, making her giggle. The waiter delivers the drinks, Draco nods a thank you. He takes a strawful of the sweet drink, putting his finger over the end.
“Open your mouth, Hera”, he places the straw on her tongue, releasing the cool liquid. She squeaks with delight.
“Mmmm… More please…” Draco took a sip of the Pina Colada and kissed it into her mouth. Hermione wiggled fingers and toes with glee and arousal as Draco’s warm tongue explored her mouth with the sweet cool liquid teased her taste buds. He pulled back and touched her cheek. She was already becoming flushed.

“Are you ready for more?” He whispered in her ear. Hermione shivered feeling the warmth of his breath as his hand rubbed her inner thigh.

“Uh-huh…” Draco took the second straw filling it with the fizzy liquid.

“Open..” He placed the straw in her mouth, as the champagne bubbled on her tongue. She giggled as Draco kissed more champagne into her mouth. Her hand found his inner thigh, making him moan.

“Do you want more, Hera?”

“Yes, please…”

“Hands.” Draco puts the Pina Colada glass in her hands and she happily drank it while he turned to the waiter and verified their dinner order. Maple Scallops, Surf and Turf: Filet Mignon and Lobster with roasted asparagus. Everything was portioned into bite sized pieces for easy feeding. After the waiter left, he turned his attention back to Hermione. “Are you going to share that?” His voice was as smooth as his silk shirt. She took a sip of the drink and held the glass out for him to take it. He places it on the table and turned her face towards his, kissing her deeply. The taste of her delicious kisses and sweetness of the drink were totally intoxicating despite the fact that it was non-alcoholic as was the champagne. This was a very special evening and he didn’t want anything clouding their senses. They kissed and teased each other with the drinks, basking in each other’s company, until dinner arrived.

When dinner was served, Draco fed Hermione, teasing her, as he caressed her thigh. She slowly sucked the butter from his fingers as he fed her the lobster, making him groan with arousal. Hermione feed Draco, teasing him with the steak bites; he licked her fingers, making her whimper. Her nipples were pressed against the tight material making her arousal known. Hermione rested her head against his shoulder, her voice just above a whisper, “Draco…my panties are so wet….” Her cheeks were flushed from arousal and embarrassment.

“We’re not done yet, Love…” he stroked her face, before kissing her temple. They finished dinner and then Draco fed Hermione the last morsel, a dark chocolate Swiss chocolate truffle. It tasted so good; she swore she had a small orgasm as it melted on her tongue. Then he did it, he kissed her deeply as his fingers teased her clit through the thin material of her panties. Her body began to twitch as she whimpered. She pulled away, trying to catch her breath.
“Home?”, her voice almost begging…
“Not yet…”He smirked. Hermione let her head fall back as she sighed with frustration and arousal.
“You’re trying to kill me”, she whimpered.
“Definitely not, Love. Come on, time to go. There are more surprises awaiting you, my love.” Draco left the blindfold intact until they arrive at they next destination.

The next stop was a muggle dance club. The music was loud; she could feel the bass thumping in her chest. Draco weaved through the crowd; he had a tight grip on Hermione’s hand. When they reached the dance floor, he pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply as his hips moved with hers. Hermione started to lose herself in the music as she danced with him. ‘I never knew he could move like this... Gods!! Does he have to feel so good when he grinds against me? He’s driving me mad.’

His hardness pressed against her, she whimpered and held him tighter. He presses his lips against her ear, “You’re doing that to me, Hera.” He wraps his arms tightly around her waist and kissed her, deeply. They headed to a dark, secluded corner. He devoured her mouth, tasting every corner of her mouth. Draco’s hand caressed her breast, he was quickly losing control and he didn’t care. He pressed his stiff cock against her, making her groan. He slid his hand up her thigh; caressing her bum. Hermione moaned his name. Draco lifted her against the wall; she wrapped her legs around his waist. He stroked her intimate folds while kissing her neck and rubbed his hardness against her hungry pussy.
“Draco…please…”, she begged.
“Please what, Baby?” He smirked, devilishly.
“I’m so close…”, she whimpered.
“Tell me, Love…or I’ll stop...” There was no way he going to stop, feeling her come was too damn addicting but teasing her was too much fun.
“NO…Please don’t stop…”
“Tell me, Hera…”
“Please, Draco, make me come…” Her voice was hoarse with lust; he could feel her hot breath on his neck.

“As you wish, my love.” Draco felt her walls, greedily, milking his fingers as he worked her dripping wet pussy. Hermione throw her head back as she began to quiver; Draco continued to work her clit with his thumb. She could barely breathe; she felt like she was flying as her orgasm consumed over her. He kissed her deeply as her body trembled and she moaned softly.

Very slowly, Draco brought her back down her from her peak. Hermione’s eyes were glassy and filled with love and lust.
“Wow…” was all she could say. Draco smiled and kissed her nose.
“Did you like that, Angel…”
“Uh-huh…”
“Do you want to stay?” He asked, his voice laden with lust.
She shook her head, no. “Can we go home now?” Draco smiled and nodded.

They were barely inside her flat before Hermione melted into Draco’s arms, reveling in his kisses and the warmth of his touch. He kicked the door closed and scooped her into his arms, carrying her to the bedroom, his mouth never leaving hers. He sat on the bed with Hermione on his lap. He stroked her face, gently as he smiled at her.

“You are so beautiful, Hera. You take my breath away.” Hermione blushed as she buried her face in the crook of his neck. She could feel the warmth of his hand, caressing her neck, wandering over the deep V-cut of her dress. Hermione sighed softly. He cupped her face and placed a chaste kiss upon her soft lips. He helped her to her feet so she was standing before him. He pulled her to him, holding her close, basking in her warmth. Draco’s hands caressed her bare-back as his hands moved upward. Hermione looked him into his eyes as he unfastening the halter-top of her dress, letting it fall, revealing her round, soft breasts. She placed his hand on her breast. He squeezes it gently, making her sigh softly. “I’ve missed you, Hera.” Hermione pulled him to her, kissing him deeply as she ran her fingers through his hair. Draco unzipped the back of her dress. It pooled around her feet as he pulled her closer to him.

“You’re my beautiful girl, he whispered, as he placed baby kisses on her breasts before tonguing her nipples.

“Mmm, Draco…” he looked up at her, never ceasing his ministrations. Her eyes were closed; she was lost in his touch. ‘Gods, she is so gorgeous.’ He squeezed her bum and began to slide her panties down as he moved to her other nipple. She moaned softly as he lavished her with the warmth of his tongue. She ran her fingers through his hair, caressed his face. Their eyes met, they couldn’t wait anymore. Draco removed Hermione’s panties then unfastened his pants, pushing them down to his ankles. His hardness was sprung to attention, proudly. Draco toed off his shoes and kicked off his pants before Hermione straddled his lap, easing him into her warm center. Draco moaned at they clung to each other, overwhelmed by the feelings that were washing over them.
Draco groaned her name as he caressed her body, kissing and sucking her breasts. She rode him slowly, as she held him tightly. She could feel warmth spreading through her body. Her breathing became short as the pleasure continued to build. Draco kissed her deeply as he laid back slowly, pulling her flush against his body.
He held her as his hands caressed her body; he could feel her tightening around his shaft.
“Draco…” her voice was soft, filled with love and desire. He held her as he turned over so she was beneath him. He kissed her passionately as his thrusts became deeper and harder. Draco pressed his lips to Hermione’s ear, licking it gently.

“Come for me, Hera.” His voice was laden with lust as she began to tremble, milking his cock, involuntarily. She moaned his name over and over again as her orgasm washed over her like warm waves. Draco couldn’t hold back any longer as he climaxed; he moaned her name as his body shook from the forced of his orgasm.

Draco stroked Hermione’s hair as he peppered her face with kisses, making her giggle softly. His hands caressed her breasts, gently squeezing her nipples, making her whimper.

Hermione moved so she was lying next to Draco with her head on his chest. She was rubbing his side gently. She didn’t even realize that her tears were falling onto his chest.
“Hey you, are you ok?”

“Yeah.” She sniffled.

“Why are you crying, Love?”

“It’s just that…I didn’t realize I was going to miss you so much. It hurt so much when you were gone. I thought I was going to be ok. It’s not like I hadn’t been on my own before but…this was different. I hated coming home and knowing that you weren’t here. It was awful.” She snuggled closer to him as her tears fell more freely. Draco rolled over, positioning himself on top of her, settling between her legs.

“I’m home now, Hera. I’m here. It’s ok, Love.” Hermione looked into his eyes; Draco could see all of her fear, love, apprehensive, confusion and a myriad of other emotions that were coursing through her tiny body. She was trembling. He stroked her face, lovingly as he leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. “I’ve got you, Baby. It’s ok. Draco’s home now.” He could feel Hermione rubbing herself against his quickly hardening member as she held him tighter to her. He gently met her movements; he heard her gasp as she pulled him closer.

“Draco, please. I…I need to feel you… please.”

“Shhh, Angel… I’ve got you.” He kissed her softly as he entered her again and began to thrust slowly. Hermione clung to him as her tears fell. Her voice was just above a whisper.

“I need you…I love you…Please don’t leave me, Draco. I missed you so much.”
Hermione felt herself coming apart as Draco kissed and whispered in her ear.

“I love you…I’m home now…I would never leave my Angel.” He felt her tighten around him as she held him as tight as she could. Hermione began to tremble as she began to unravel.

“Oh Draco…” she buried her face in the crook of his neck as her body shook and she thrusts became harder, faster, more hungrily. Her breathing was short as her orgasm consumed her. She could feel Draco thrusting into her harder and deeper. He growled her name as reached his peak, filling her with his seed. They lie together, holding each other, trying to catch their breath. Hermione caressed Draco’s face, memorizing every curve. ‘I’ve never felt love like this. It feels like a dream.’ Draco kissed her fingers and smiled at her.

“I love you, Hera.”

“I love you, Draco.”