Breathe Out, So I Can Breathe You In

She had no idea where she was going. Why she was going anywhere. Draco looked sad when she made a run for it. But she couldn't help it, it was like lightning struck her and for one moment she thought 'what the hell was she doing?' And with Draco. Although Draco was too sweet and too considerate now that he didn't have to worry about Death Eaters or fathers, everything was perfect now.

Wasn't it?

She would never admit that during the war she all but wondered if Draco would ever switch sides and defeat evil. Because despite everyone thinking that Draco was evil and sly and completely and utterly vindictive, Hermione knew different. She saw him once, after his father was sent to prison, she saw how sad he was. She saw how nothing made him smile, not even in that menacing smirk he showed everyone.

Finding a spot near the Gryffindor common room, she settled behind an armor and contemplated her situation. She was Hermione Granger, a bright witch of her year and she was sitting in a corner thinking about the problems in her life. But then were they really problems? A boy wanted her, and it was Draco Malfoy, the most gorgeous boy she ever saw in her life. And he wanted her.

What was wrong with her that she needed time away to think about this. There was nothing to think about, because for once in her life she realized that she had it all, the great marks, friends, and a boyfriend?

Was he her boyfriend? Yeah, she definitely needed to think about it. She dropped her head into her head and thought.

Although it took awhile, she finally decided that maybe it was okay for this moment not to know what her relationship with Draco was. It was the here and now. No time to think about it, just to throw caution into the wind. It wasn't like her, but she was tired of always thinking and studying the right way to go about something. Now wasn't the time. It was time to go with the flow, and to life to the fullest. She was scared, terrified, nauseous and a tad horny, but that was okay, because Draco would help her.

Hermione slowly got to her feet, and sitting in the same position for an hour set her legs shaking before she steadied herself. She needed to calm her nerves, for finding Draco and telling him that she was going to be his whore? or mistress? or whatever he wanted her to be was enough for now.

And she hoped that Draco would want more, for Draco was a complicated specimen but he wasn't prone to emotions other then the vile ones. He felt things and she hoped that emotion she saw in his eyes earlier were anything if not sincere.

Following the way back to the Room of Requirement, she wondered if he was still waiting for her. Would he, or would he have left and moved onto someone else... she wondered.. the door flew open and she stepped in, spotting Draco still on the bed, snoring softly and still cuddling the pillow to his chest.

The sight brought tears into her eyes. He was perfect. Completely and utterly perfect. And he was hers. Well, she hoped he was. The closing of the door behind her alerted him and his eyes fluttered open. Blue met brown.

'I'm yours,'she murmured from the foot of the bed.

And that's all he needed to hear.

Sorry, it took so long. My boyfriend is back in town, and i was cleaning and spending time on him. But i'm back now, and with his laptop, and don't worry guys i'll be getting one too soon. I hope. This is an emotional chapter, and i hoped you liked it. The dirty ones are coming next, i promise. LOL. And if you guys have any suggestions at all, just msg me.