Behind Closed Doors

Author's Notes:
Happy Holidays All!! Thanks for being so patient.

Hermione was so excited to be at Diagon Alley with Gabby and Mike. She had never been there with friends. Yes, she went with the Weasleys but that was always school shopping. She never got to do anything she wanted to do. She always seemed to get lost in the shuffle of the Weasley brood. Not that they didn't treat her like a member of the family, they always did but she this was different. She felt like a 'grown up'. She had real money to buy nice presents for Draco and his mum. She had Gabby and Mike and Eliza. She never thought that this holiday would be so happy but now she was downright giddy.
"Mike, what do you think Narcissa and your mum would like for Christmas?"
"Well, Mum loves muggle books, especially Shakespeare and, believe it or not, romance novels. As for Narcissa, she's a bit more difficult. She has so many beautiful things that Lucius gave her but they never seemed to make her happy. Honestly, I think she would be far happier if you gave her something that you put some thought into." Hermione thought about it for a minute or two as they walked and window-shopped.
"Mike," Hermione's voice was kind of distant, still deep in thought. "Do you think your mum and Narcissa would mind having the same gift or the same kind of gift?"
"Probably not…it depends. What were you thinking?"
"There's this really great American chef that's has a TV cooking show. She makes really wonderful Italian food that's not too difficult. Her name is Giada DeLaurentis. I was going to get each of them one of her books so they could practice cooking when they were together. Then maybe get Narcissa one of those pretty throws that I just saw for her chaise lounge in her study. She loves reading in there and it looked so warm and cozy, perfect for snuggling under and reading on a chilly day. And for Eliza, some muggle books for her collection and maybe some cute slippers."
"Hermione, those are perfect ideas. They’re thoughtful gifts, which mean much more than expensive gifts." Hermione beamed.

They turned around and went back to picked up a silk and lambs wool throw for Narcissa in deep blue and purple and a hand knit long house coat, also in lambs wook and silk, for Eliza in red and cream. They continued to wander around when Hermione felt drawn to a tiny store.
"Where are you going?" Gabby asked.
"Here…can't you see it? The antique store; its right here.” She reached for the door handle and Gabby and Mike heard the entrance bell but still couldn't see the front of the store, but they followed her nonetheless.
"Welcome Mia. I've been waiting for you."
"You know me, Madame…"
"Of course I do, dear. Come…Come…I have much to show you.” The little old woman held out her hand to Hermione and led her into the store. Mike and Gabby stood just inside the doorway, mouths agape as they looked at their surrounding. They were standing in what resembled an antique store but like no store they had ever seen before. All of the furniture looked like it was hundreds of years old. There were books, and wizard chess sets that were made of precious stones. As they wandered around, in awe, they forgot all about Hermione.
"You saw the door, didn't you dear?"
"Yes…but why didn't my friends see it?"
"The door was meant for you to see. Your friends are here as your guests because they're worthy of you."
"Worthy of me? I don't understand?"
"You're a very special girl, Mia. You will need to have good people around you."
"I don't understand...”
"You will, dear. Now, let's find a gift for Draco, shall we?"
"How did you know….?"
"I know many things. Now you want something very special for him, no?"
"Yes… He's very special to me." The elderly woman simply smiled and led Hermione to what looked like a jewelry box.
"I think I have something that would be perfect for you." She opened the box. It was filled with many different baubles and trinkets. Without even thinking about it, Hermione reached for a dark green velvet ring box. The woman simply smiled at her. As she opened the box, her face lit up. Inside, Hermione found the most beautiful ring. It had one section that was silver with emeralds and diamonds within a channel and a gold section with rubies and diamonds stones in a channel. It was breathtaking. As Hermione took the ring out of the box, it grew warm in her hand.
"It's exquisite."
"It was made for you and Draco. It is yours, dear. Just like your bracelets."
"No… I can't. I know it must be expensive. I don't have that much money… I was hoping for pretty cuff links or something. I think I have enough for something like that. Wait, what did you say? What about our bracelets?"
"Your bracelets, they were made for the two of you. Draco didn't choose them, they chose Draco. The same way as the rings chose you, Mia. Like I said, the ring is yours."
"But…"
"You're not hearing me, dear. These are yours. If you want to buy something for him that is your choice." Hermione was confused but something told her not to question this. Hermione sat the box in front of her as she looked through the jewelry box. There was a brooch that she was drawn to so she set it aside. The woman merely smiled. Finally, she found what she was hoping for, cuff links for Draco, silver with dragons etched into the onyx with diamonds for the eyes.
"Can you tell me about this brooch?"
"You like it?"
"I'm drawn to it for some reason."
"It's yours…for 10 galleons, is that reasonable?"
"Oh yes. I have that much…What about the cuff links?"
"I think 4 galleons is fair, you?"
"I can do that." She was very happy that she was able to buy nice gifts for Draco. "Thank you so much. This has been wonderful."
"You're very welcome. Come back anytime. I will always be here for you, love. You and Draco will always be able to find me." Hermione didn't understand but she wasn't compelled to ask right now.
"I'm going to find my friends… Thank you again…" Hermione turned to leave but turned back, "I'm sorry, I never got your name, Madame."
"Just call me Nana, dear… Call me Nana. I have one more thing for you and Draco."
"I can't. You have been too generous already."
"Please dear…It's just a book, something nice for you and Draco to read together."
Hermione looked at Nana in disbelief as she took the book. "How do you know us? I don't understand."
"In time, Mia…You will… Now it's time for you to go," with that Nana disapparated.

Hermione walked back into the front room to see find Mike and Gabby. They were looking at the ancient books.
"Hi.”
"Mia… Are you ok?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"You left with that woman… She wasn't speaking English."
"Yes, she was. She spoke a bit slowly but she spoke very good English."
"Hunny, no…She was speaking, from what we could tell, some kind of old French, maybe. How did you understand her?" Mike and Gabby looked at her, concerned.
"You guys aren't fooling me…very funny, though. Come on. I promised Draco that I would bring him back a treat. There's a Godiva chocolate store near here and I need to get the books for Eliza and Narcissa.
Mike and Gabby just looked at each other, completely confused.

After stopping at Godiva for Draco's truffles and some sweets for dessert, they headed to the bookstore. When they got the books they wanted, they headed back to the Leaky Cauldron to floo back to the manor. Hermione couldn't wait to give Draco his early present.
When they arrived in the main study, Hermione was so excited to see Draco. Sadie entered to room almost instantly.
"Hello Sadie, do you know where Master Draco is?"
"Yes, Miss Hermione, he's reading in your room."
"Thank you, Sadie." She turned to Mike and Gabby, giving them both big hugs. "Thank you for a wonderful day. I love you both. You're the best."
"We love you too, Mia. Now go give Draco his chocolates. We'll see you at dinner."
"Do you guys want to do something in a little while?" They looked at each other.
"Umm, we love you, Mia…but no... We will see you at dinner." Hermione began to blush.
"See you later. Have fun...”

Hermione headed upstairs to see Draco. She had chocolates for him and she couldn't wait to show him what she bought for Narcissa and Eliza. She opened the door, trying not to drop the packages in her arms. The bed was empty so she struggled over and piled them on top before closing the door. She looked around but didn't immediately didn't see Draco. She shrugged and took off her coat and shoes and took out Draco's chocolates. As she walked to the foot of the king sized bed, she saw his feet. There was Draco, sound asleep on their little love nest. He was wearing his favorite sweatpants and no shirt. He had finished more than half of the strawberries from the evening before so his lips were deliciously red from the berry juice. His book was lying open next to him. Hermione could only smile at the beautiful sight before her. She couldn't believe how much she loved him. She took one of the chocolates out of the box, his favorite kind, chocolate with a creamy chocolate hazelnut center and carefully climbed onto the bed. She took a small bite of the chocolate and began to kiss Draco ever so softly on the lips. Within seconds, Draco began to sigh, as he pulled Hermione closer to him and he snaked his tongue into her mouth. She could hear him moan, then giggle as he savored the tasted of his favorite chocolate on her tongue.
"Hi beautiful…"
"Hi yourself, love."
"Did you bring me a surprise?"
"Have you been a good boy?"
"I told you…I've been a very good boy...” Draco unbuttoned her shirt began to kiss her collarbone; he unfastened her bra and began to fondle her breast. Draco so loved when she wear front close bra, easy access. He felt her guiding his face towards hers as she kissed him again. "Mmmmm…" Nothing better than the taste of chocolate mixed with the taste of Hermione's sweet mouth. She moaned as he fondled her breasts and kissed her deeply, doing her best to squeeze her thighs together so he wouldn't know how wet she was; not that it ever worked. When Draco unfastened her pants and slide his fingers inside of her she sighed with satisfaction.
"Mia…you're so wet… Is that because of me?” kissing along her jaw line. "So I get honey and chocolate? I have been a good boy…" Draco smirked as he removed Hermione's pants and knickers. He began to massage her inner thighs as she whimpered, spreading them wider for him. He positioned himself between her legs, inhaling her sweetness. Intoxicating. He began to lavish her with the warmth of his tongue. Hermione moaned, arching toward his mouth. He was going to take his time bringing her to orgasm; he loved hearing her beg him for more. He loved sucking her clit as he fucked her with his fingers.
"Draco…Oh Gods…yes" Her body was trembling as she rocked her hips into his face. "Please…Draco…"
"Please what, Lover? What do you want?" She could only whimper as he concentrated his undivided attention on her pussy. Her voice was hoarse, and filled with lust.
"Fuck me hard, Draco…I need it… I need your cock inside of me."
"As you wish, Lover." He slides his sweatpants off and knelt between her legs. He began to finger fuck her again as he watched her massage her breasts and move her hips in time with his fingers.
"Please, Lover…" He began to kiss her deeply as he entered her gently but firmly. With each thrust, she moaned louder, digging her nails into his ass.
"Oh, Mia…You feel so good." She began to kiss Draco's neck, sending shivers down his back. He began to kiss her chest until reaching her succulent nipples. He dips his fingers in the chocolate sauce by the fire. 'Ah...just warm enough.' He slathered warm chocolate over nipples and breasts. Slowly, methodically, Draco began to lick off the chocolate as his thrusts continued. Hermione moaned meeting his thrusts and the basking in the feeling of his wondrous tongue. When he finally reached her nipples, sucking off the chocolate, she was close to the edge. Draco fucked her harder and harder until she screamed as her orgasm consumed her body...
"Oh…yes…Draco…Gods…yes…harder…oh yes…more…" Hermione milked his cock until he felt his balls tighten and he came deep inside of her. Hermione could hear him growling in her ear. His words sent her over the top again.
"You belong to me, Mia. Your pussy is mine. No one will ever fuck you like I do. Who makes you cum like this? Tell me, Mia… Tell Me Now…"
Hermione was gasping for air as her body shook. "You do, Draco…You always make me cum so good."
Draco kissed her passionately as his hands wandered all over her body. "My Mia…You're all mine, always." Hermione ran her fingers through his hair as she looked into his eyes, her heart still pounding.
"I love you, Draco…” her eyes tearing. He kissed her tears and held her as they basked in the warmth of afterglow, whispering in her ear ever so softly, "I love you, Hermione".

They snuggled together and shared the remaining strawberries as Hermione told Draco about her shopping trip. "I found the most exquisite throw for your mother. It's made of lambs wool and silk. I thought she could put it in her study so she would have something to snuggle up with when she's reading. Do you think she'll like it?" Draco kissed her on the forehead.
"Mia, that's a perfect gift for mother. She'll love it. You picked out something that she would never buy for herself but she will always cherish."
"I also got her an Italian cookbook…a muggle cookbook, so she can practice. Do you think she'll like it?" Draco shook his head then kissed her.
"You are too much, baby. You've known my mother for a day and you picked out gifts for her like you've known her for years." Hermione smiled proudly.

"Um, Draco…can I ask you a question?"
"Always, love."
"Where did you get our bracelets?"
"A little shop in Cannes, why?"
"What did it look like? Do you remember any of the details of the place?"
"Sure but why are you asking?"
"I'll explain in a minute, but can you tell me first."
"Ok. It was a little shop; I don't think it had a name. I was just walking around and there it was. It has all sorts of cool antiques and stuff. The lady that helped me said that she had been waiting for me. She told me that I was looking for the perfect gift for a woman that will change my life forever. She told me that you were my soul mate. I suspected that but I wasn't ready to admit it to her…heck, I wasn't ready to admit it to myself at the time."
"Did you get her name, Draco?"
"Umm, I don't remember…I'll have to think about it." He stopped and thought for a minute…"Wait…it was strange… She told me to call her…Nana.”
Hermione gasped…
"What?"
"This is going to sound really bizarre. So brace yourself, ok? Wait... I can't tell you all of this while we're laying here naked. I won't be able to concentrate." He smirked at her as he ran his hand over her naked breast. Hermione's eyes closed, reveling in the feeling of his touch. His hand moved down her stomach and settled between her thighs. "Draco… this is important… I was t-t-talking to you…"
"I know, love…And you can finish talking in a little while."
"But…this is very important, Draco…ohhhh…" He slides his fingers into her moist folds again and her breathing became shallower.
"And holding you as I give you another orgasm is important to me." He pressed his lips close to her ear, speaking a low sexy voice, "now snuggle close to me and spread your legs, my love…" Hermione could only whimper and do as she was told. Part of her hated that he now knew the power he had over her. She had absolutely no willpower when it came to Draco. He was like a blissful addition. She never thought that she would ever be so dependent on any man. She would never say it aloud to him or anyone but she loved being completely submissive to him. He had more control over her than he realized. Draco had the power to break down all of her defenses, instantly. One touch, one look, a simple command; she would do anything he said. It was scarily arousing.

Draco kissed her temple and continued whisper in her ear as he gently sliding his fingers in and out of her sacred center. "My beautiful Mia, I love feeling your moist, softness enveloping my fingers. I love how you spread your legs for me. You like when I take you like this, don't you?"
Hermione shook her head, no. "No? You don't like this, love?" Draco began to rub her g-spot as he thumbed her clit. "You don't like this, either?" Hermione whimpered, lifting her hips to meet his ministrations yet she shook her head, no… "Really?"
"Please…" Her body was starting to tremble, she so wanted to hold back; not give in to him but her body betrayed her, as it always did.
"Please what, Love?" Hermione could only whimper. Draco pressed his warm lips against her ear. "Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours, Draco, always…" Her words always sent a shiver down his spine.
"Do you wanna come, baby?"
"Draco…I'm so close." She lifted her hips, trying to take him deeper. Her voice was filled with lust and hunger.
"Yes, my sweet. Close your eyes and relax." He began to pump faster and increase the pressure on her g-spot. Hermione could only whimper and meet his thrusts with the rocking of her hips. Her breathing became ragged as her orgasm washed over her in continuous waves of pleasure. Draco kissed her temple as Hermione drenched his hand. She could only whimper as her body convulsed in his arms. "I love watching you cum, Mia… You look so beautiful." Hermione was trembling with aftershocks as he slowed his ministration.
She finally opened her eyes and looked at Draco. He looked into her eyes as he leisurely licked his fingers, savoring her flavor.
"Mmmm... You taste divine. No wonder I love eating your pussy so much.”
She blushed. "Draco."
""What, Love?" It's true… You have no idea how many times I've had to stop myself from taking you in the middle of the night. Damn gentlemanly manners. ”
"Draco… What are you talking about?"
"Are you sure you want me to tell you this, Hermione?" She looked at him, suspiciously and with a hint of concern, then she nodded, yes…
Draco paused, for effect as he got comfortable, leaning against the sofa. He knew that her curiosity was going to lead to her getting embarrassed but sometimes it was so worth it. She looked so cute when she backed herself into an embarrassing situation. Draco stretched and started to speak, "It's rare for us to go to sleep without having sex or fooling around, right?" Her cheeks started to get pink. She could only nod. "So not only do we usually sleep naked, but I fall asleep with the addicting smell and taste of your pussy on my fingers and on my tongue." By now, Hermione is blushing and squeezing her thighs together at the thoughts of their lust filled nights at Hogwarts began to play like a movie in her mind. "All it takes is you turning over or moving the covers just right and I can smell your delectable pussy… Instant hard-on, baby!!" By now, Hermione is trying to cover her face out of sheer embarrassment and Draco is trying to hide his signature smirk at his girlfriend obvious discomfort. "Why do you think I can't resist taking you like I just did sometimes? It's not just because I love you. Mia, just seeing you naked makes my cock ache. I'm a 17 year old bloke, with an amazingly sexy girlfriend. Of course I wanna have sex with you 24/7." Draco ran his hand gently over Hermione's side; hearing her whimper ever so softly. "Since that's not possible cuz it wouldn’t be fair to you sometimes I have to take matters into my own hands." Hermione gasped... Draco smirked. He was having so much fun teasing her.

"Draco!!" Suddenly her brain registered what he was alluding to and she gasps, "You didn't…"
"What? You never wake up and I'm not kept awake by a painful hard-on." Hermione hid her head completely under the pillows with her cute bum in the air. She had no idea that Draco was embellishing just to watch her reaction. Most of it was true, he had only 'relieved his sexual tension' a few times, but Hermione's imagination made it far worse. Draco reached over and began to gently tickle her bum.
"Stop That!! I can't believe you've been doing that…I'm so embarrassed… You're such a prat, Malfoy!!"
"Oh, now it’s Malfoy? When I'm making you cum, it's Draco or Lover…Tsk, Tsk, Mia…" He gently ran his hands over her bum making her shiver. "You can pretend you're angry with me all you want, Hermione. We both know, you're not. We both know you're only embarrassed because what I just said turned you on." He hears her muffled voice from under the pillow.
"No…no, It's didn't...”
"You know you're fibbing, love... Do you want me to prove you're fibbing? If I prove that you're a fibber, you're gonna have to get a thorough spanking … Is that what you want, Mia?
A muffled, "No."
"Tell me, Hermione. Did your pussy get wet when I told you that I touched myself when I was lying in bed next to you?"
Her voice was less muffled and very shaky, "N-n-no...” He just smirked…He knew she was totally turned on and she wanted to know what it felt like to be spanked but she couldn't ask for that… It wasn't her… So he would play along with her the game. More sex play with his girlfriend…what torture, he smiled devilishly...

He slides two fingers into her pussy as she moaned and pushed back, taking his fingers deeper. "You're a naughty fibber, Mia, aren't you?"
"Yes." Her voice was breathily and weak. “Your pussy is deliciously wet; just the thought of it made you wet, didn’t it?”
“Yes,” as she continued to impale herself on his fingers, moaning softly.
"And what happens to naughty fibber, Mia?" She whimpered and tightened around his fingers.
"They get a spanking.."
"That's right, Hermione.
"Now come here and lay across my lap." Hermione's head was reeling. What was she wrong with her? Why did she want this so much? This was making her so hot. No, now was not the time to think, she just wanted to feel…

Hermione lay across Draco's lap, spreading her legs slightly. Her breathing was ragged, her nipples hard. Draco slides two then three fingers inside of her. Her body began to tremble as she tightened around his fingers.
"Such a naughty girl…you know you shouldn't tell fibs, not to me. I know what you like, I know what you want, even when you can’t admit it to yourself." As he spoke so softly, he smoothed his hand over her bum, then a stinging slap. She moaned with pleasure... He spanked her again and again as he fucked her with his fingers. Hermione's body was shaking as she tightened around his fingers and she spread her legs wider for him. "You like this, don't you, Mia?" Hermione's body was completely under his control. She whimpered as spread her legs even wider. "Tell me you want more, Mia."
"Yes..."
"What do you want?" Draco hand came down on her cream bum with a low smack.
“More, Draco, I want more.”
"Yes, Lover."
Draco slide one finger out of her sopping pussy and eased it into her tight ass as Hermione moaned. He spanked her ass and she screamed in ecstasy, pushing against his hand, urging him to continue. As Draco continued his ministration on her pussy and her sweet ass, the sound of his hand connecting with her cheeks rang through out the room.
Hermione's body began to convulse as the most mind blowing orgasm assaulted her body.
"OH GODS! YES! YES! OH DRACO!! DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP!! I LOVE IT! YES! YES!" She was trembling and gasping her air. Draco began to gently rub her back and bum; helping to calm her breathing. When he finally slid his fingers from their confines, her body trembled. She slide off of his lap and curled up in the fetal position, almost rocking herself. Draco curled around her, holding her tight. She took his hand and pressed it between her breasts, holding his arm.

Draco could hear her breathing, she wasn't crying but she wasn't moving and she wasn't talking. This is Hermione, she's always talking; he started to worry. Maybe he went too fast, maybe this was too much for her. He was only playing; she was playing along with him. Maybe he was too rough with her. Gods, what if he hurt her? "Mia? Are you ok?"
She shook her head, yes.. "Are you sure you're ok, love?" She didn't move. Draco sat up and pulled Hermione toward him. Her eyes were glassy, her gaze was fixed. He stroked her face gently with the back of his hand; Hermione leaned into his warmth. "Mia, what is it? Tell me, love. Please, you're scaring me."

Hermione finally looked into his eyes and smiled at him, weakly as she touched his hand. "I'm ok, Love." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I think I scared myself, that's all."
"I don't understand." Draco looked at her, concerned written all over his face.
"I'll explain it to you but I need some time to get my thoughts together." A look of panic of crossed Draco's face. The last time she said that was when they had their big fight. She could feel his heart pounding inside of her chest and pictures of their fight rushed through his head. She kissed his hand gently. "No dear, it's not like that. I just want to take a hot shower so I can clear my head, then we can talk. Is that ok with you?" Draco nodded despite the fact that he was still a nervous wreck. Hermione cupped his face in her hands; kissing him gently on the lips. "I love you, Draco. We're ok, I promise." His breathing calmed a bit and she could feel the tightness in their chests subside. He kissed her palm and smiled.

"Sadie put towels in our bath. I'll use the guest bath down the hall. I'll clean up this stuff and have Sadie make us a bite to eat. Do you want to talk up here or downstairs?" She began to fidget, and look away.
"It's really personal; I think I would feel more comfortable if we talked up here, if you don't mind."
"Whatever makes you most comfortable, love."
"Thank you, Draco."

Hermione gathered her clothes and went to the washroom, putting a lock and a silent charm on the door. She climbed into the hot shower; leaning against the wall. The feeling of the hot water as it washed over her body was helping her to focus her thoughts. She began to replay the afternoon through her mind and her heart started to race.
'He was spanking me… I let him spank me… And I liked it. No, I loved it. I came…hard, I begged for me. I've never felt so controlled and so free that the same time. What does that mean? Does this change me as a person? Will other people know what Draco does to me behind closed doors, just by looking at me? Will Narcissa know what I've let her son do to me? And I want him to do it again because it felt amazing. Will she think that I'm weak? Will she think I'm a freak?'
So many thoughts and worries were running through her head. Ironically, there was only one thing that wasn't worrying her. Draco. She trusted him completely. He knew her; he knew what she wanted, sexually, better than she did sometimes. He knew when to take her just past her comfort zone. He's taught her how to enjoy sex and what feels good to her body. Hermione knew he would never hurt her, intentionally, not anymore. Now, she just needed to get used to all of this in her head and everything would be fine.

She dressed in a low cut, form fitting green jumper, a short cream skirt, and cream thong knickers. She didn't wear a bra. She had coated herself with his favorite lotion, spiced vanilla; it complemented her shampoo perfectly. Hermione looked at her reflection in the mirror, making sure that she liked that she saw. Her hair looked and smelled good. She had on just a little bit of makeup and just the right amount of lip color to make them look sensual and pouty. She turned around; looking at her legs; they looked really good. The bronzer accentuated their shape nicely. She was very satisfied with what she saw. She felt sensual and sexy. When she emerged from the washroom, Draco wasn't there. He had straightened the room and her packages were piled in the corner of the room. She sat in the middle of the King-Sized bed and started doing some deep breathing exercises that she learned from in a muggle Zen Buddhist meditation class her mother dragged her to third year. It must have been working because she didn't hear Draco come in with lunch.
"Mia… Are you hungry?" She opened her eyes slowly and smiled at him.
"Hi Love."
"Hi. What were you doing?"
"A breathing meditation. It helps me relax and focus my mind." He nodded. "I can teach you if you want?"
"I'd like that. Are you hungry?"
"Yes. What's for lunch?" He took her hands and let her to the sofa in front of the fireplace.
"Ok, Miss Granger, we have roast beef, homemade rolls, pasta with Bolognese sauce, roasted turkey, crudite with dip." Hermione started to laugh. "What? You don't like it?"
"It's not that, Love. How much do you think I eat?" Draco smiled sheepishly.
"I didn't know what you wanted so I brought a bit of everything."
"Thank you, darling. A bit of the pasta sounds good." Draco smiled; she was eating and smiling, maybe this talk wasn't going to be so bad. Draco served up a portion of pasta for himself as well. He poured a glass of pumpkin juice for each of them and sat back against the arm of the sofa. They eat in silence for a few moments, both lost in their own thoughts.

"Mia, are you ok now?" His concern still visible.
"Yes, love, I'm ok. Thank you for asking. Draco, please know that you didn't do anything wrong. Like I said before, Love, I just scared myself."
"Are you ready to talk about it yet?" She nodded, and put her plate on the coffee table; Draco did the same. Hermione stood and moved towards Draco and sat close to him so she could feel his skin against hers; he draped her legs over his lap so he could her soft skin against his hands. She snuggled him, inhaling his scent; as he massaged the back of her head. He always knew how to comfort her; she sighed quietly.

"Draco, this isn't going to be easy; so I need for you to be patient with me."
"Take all the time you need, Love."

Hermione kissed him gently on the lips as she stroked his cheek. "Draco, you are truly everything I have ever wished for and dreamed of for as long as I can remember. I'm not talking about 'The Draco Malfoy' that others see. The Slytherin Prince, the heir to all of this around us. I dreamt of a man that would love me and support me, unconditionally and without bounds. From the moment I felt your lips on mine, in Cannes, I knew that you were that man. Over the past four months, we've become closer than I ever thought was possible." Hermione's hands were shaking as she held Draco's hands, kissing them as she spoke. "Every time we make love, it's like we're becoming one soul. I can feel you. Sometimes, it's so intense, it's overwhelming; that's why I cry sometimes." Draco listened intently but he couldn't figure out where she was going with all of this, if anywhere at all. Maybe she just needed to tell him this. "I have no walls when it comes to you. I'm completely open, completely vulnerable, completely at your mercy."

She looked away, blushing, "This is going to be much more difficult than I thought." She closed her eyes and took a cleansing breath and let it out. "Ok, I can do this. Give me just a minute, Love…" Hermione got up, kissed Draco on the cheek and went into the washroom. He heard the water running. Then she came back and sat next to him and put her legs back on his lap again; when he took her hands, they were cold. "Ok… This isn't going to be easy for me and if you interrupt, I'll never be able to get through this. Ok?" Draco nodded. The thoughts were racing through his head, none of them good; worry was written all over his face. Hermione placed her hand on his cheek and looked deep into his eyes. "Love, I promise you, it's nothing bad. It's just something I'm not used to talking about so I'm trying really hard to get past being embarrassed and self conscious. Do you understand?" She felt the knot in his chest subside; he looked at her and nodded. "When we were 'playing' earlier, you awakened something in me that scared me. Not because of you but because of me. This is so hard." She started blushing. She covered her face with her hands but she kept talking; her voice was quiet and shaky. He could feel her rubbing her thighs together as she wiggled her bare feet. Draco began to massage her feet, sending warmth all through her body. It felt wonderful but it was making it more difficult for her to focus. "I don't know when things changed for me but they did. We were playing and then everything felt different. I…I gave myself completely to you. I never imagined that being submissive would be so liberating. You had complete control over me. I wanted it... I came…when you spanked me. You were fingering my pussy and my bum as you spanked me and I came so hard, I nearly blacked out… It scared me, it really scared me. Love, there's no gentle way to put this; I'm sorry if this sounds harsh. Part of me was aroused by giving my lover complete contol over me, but another part of me was thinking of 'the old Draco Malfoy' that used to take pleasure in humiliating me. The idea of giving all of me to my childhood tormentor, begging him to punish me and climaxing from that feeling was both arousing and unnerving. I didn't know how to handle it. I thought there was something wrong with me."

Draco wanted to ask something but he wasn't supposed to say anything. She could see the questions on his face, she nodded, letting know it was ok; he could ask her.
"I don't understand. Did I hurt you?"
"Oh, Love, of course you didn't.
"What scared you? Did I scare you?"
"I don't know how to explain it. I got so caught up in your power over me, it was like a drug. I didn't care what you did to me, as long as I could feel your power. When I finally came down from that reality altering orgasm, so many thoughts came crashing into my head, I kind of tweaked out.
"Like what?"
"That your mother would know, by looking at me, what you had done to me and that I liked it. Then I was afraid that she would kick me out of her house for wanting to be submissive to her son. Then Gabby and Mike rushed thru my head. Gabby wouldn't respect me anymore because I wasn't being an independent woman, she would be so disappointed in me. Mike would tell you that only a dirty slag would let you do that to her. Then he would tell you to ditch me. Then Harry, Ginny and Ron ran through my head. What would they think? They would blame you for corrupting me at best or putting an Imperius Curse on me, at worst."

"Mia Love, are you calmer now?"

Yes, I think so. It's just my mind needed to adjust to the idea of wanting to be controlled by you. I've spent the better part of 6 years fighting with you; not letting you get the upper hand. And now, I get wet when you tell what to do. It's unnerving in a way. You're so intense sometimes. A part of me is totally addicted to that power and part of me is intimidated by it. I think that's why I can't help but give in to you."

"Hunny, listen to me, being submissive when we're intimate doesn't mean that you have to give up who you are as a person, and it doesn't mean that is the only kind of 'play' that we will ever do now. Our sexual relationship is only one part of our relationship. This relationship isn't just built on sex; if it was, we would have burned out months again. With us, its not just sex, it never has been.” She nodded. "The only way anyone will know what we do in the privacy of our bedroom is if we tell them. So that worry can go away completely. As for us, the only thing you need to be concerned with is your comfort level. If you're not comfortable with something, or something doesn't feel good, you need to tell me to stop. No being shy, no worrying about my feelings, if you're not comfortable, tell me to stop. Better yet, pick a safe word."
"A what?"
"It's a word that we both agree upon that tells the other, on no uncertain terms, STOP, no questions asked. Would that make you feel better?" she nods.
"Do I pick the word?" Draco nod yes.
Hermione paused, trying to think of a good word. "How about 'Jade'?"
"That's good, its one syllable, it doesn't sound like anything else."
"Thank you for being so understanding, Draco. I was really scared."
"I know and I don't ever want you to feel like that." She snuggled close to him, enjoying his scent, musky sandalwood with a hint of bay rum. "I love you, Mia. I never want you to be afraid of me, ever. I know our past was far from ideal. I was a real arsehole, but know this. I never would've hurt you. I talked a good game but the idea of hurting you or anyone, it's not me. I'm not Lucius."
Hermione looked into his eyes, stroking his face.

"Love, I know you're not Lucius. That was never a worry." Draco let out a sigh of relief. Hermione got up and started digging through her packages. "I have something for us, Draco." She came back with a book in her hand. "Remember, I asked you about the shop where you got our bracelets?"
"Yeah."
"What do you remember about it?"
"It was tiny from the outside but inside was huge. It was like someone's house, but really, really old. The woman greeted me by name. She called me Draco, and this was when I still using the glamour. She said that the bracelets were made for us. She knew your name. She even called you Mia. It was really surreal now that I think about it."

"You said she called herself Nana, right?"
"Yeah."
"Draco, I met her today. I was in that store. Mike and Gabby couldn’t see the store but I could. When I asked her why they couldn't see it, she said that I was meant to see the door. Among other things, she gave me this book. She wants us to read it together."
Draco takes the book from Hermione and starts to look at it.
"This is an antique. There are books in the Malfoy archives that aren't as old as this. And we have some books in there that are over 400 years old. 'No Greater Magic'. There's no author, interesting. Do you want to start reading it now or do you want to wait until bedtime?"
Hermione was trying to decide; when they hear a knock at the door. Draco points his wand at the door, removing the lock spell then yell, "Come in."

"Hey D! Our mums want the 4 of us downstairs for some reason. It's almost time for dinner, maybe they want to do that stuffy formal thing and have 'before dinner drinks or something'." Mike rolled his eyes. "Hey Mia. Gabby's in our room if you wanna try to light a fire under her bum to get her moving." Hermione smiled and got up. She kissed Draco and headed to Mike and Gabby's room.
"Oh, Draco, do I need to put on shoes?"
"Yeah, I don't want your feet to get cold. I'll grab your cream flats for you, ok?"
"Ok, thank you, love." Mike watched the little exchange between the two of them; smiling at Draco knowingly.

Draco turned to Mike, "What? What's that look for?"
"You're gonna ask her tomorrow, aren't you?" Draco tried his best to be nonchalant.
"Ask her what?"
"Don’t underestimate my intelligent, D?" Mike said flatly.
"I don’t know yet. Just thinking about it make nauseous… I'm so nervous."
"Do you have the ring?"
"Sort of?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well, I picked out a ring but I'm working up the nerve to ask Mum for Grandmummy Black's engagement ring but just the thought of asking her, I feel like I'm gonna vomit."
"Dang Draco…You're gone…you're totally gone…" Draco flopped over on the sofa.
"I know…I can't believe it. I feel like I've been hit by a bus." Mike shook his head and extended his hand to help his cousin up.
"Come on, loverboy. You know the girls are gonna be awhile. We might as well go downstairs." Draco got up and followed Mike downstairs. As they walked near the Mike and Gabby's room, Mike yelled, "Ladies, we're going downstairs. Hurry up, please. We're hungry." They heard giggling. They both shook their heads and went down stairs to the main study.
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"Mia, you look beautiful, you're glowing." She just smiled. "I'm almost ready." Gabby walked out of the washroom in a bra and a short red skirt. "What do you think, red sweater?" Hermione shakes her head, and points to the gold sweater on the bed. "So Mia…tell me everything. How is he?" Hermione was trying to play dumb but it didn't work.

"I know you're trying to play dumb, Mia. Spill it, Girl." Hermione sighed and smiled.
"What do you wanna know?" Gabby looked over her shoulder and smiled devilishly. She flopped down on the bed next to Hermione and laid her chin on her leg.
“I could ask you totally mundane, polite questions, but then you would think I was snatched by pod people or something.” Hermione rolled her eyes. “So… is he as amazing as he sounds?”
“What?”
“Let’s just say, you guys don’t always remember the silence charm and we really appreciate it." Hermione looked at her in utter shock and started to blush, instantly.
"Yeah, yeah, you're embarrassed, but is he worth it?" Hermione nodded.
"He's amazing. I can't believe how he makes me feel." Gabby smiles, knowingly.
"Those Malfoy boys are quite skilled and blessedly well endowed." Hermione giggled. She couldn't believe she was discussing this, but then again, who better to discuss this with than another Malfoy woman. Then Hermione shuddered…having his conversation with 'the other Malfoy woman'… Narcissa. Just the thought of it was both embarrassing and unnerving.

"You mean all guys aren't that big?" Gabby shook her head, no.
"Those Malfoy boys are blessed with skill and…members that are just heavenly." Gabby giggled, rolled over; closing her eyes and squeezing her thighs together.
"Gabby…" Hermione started to blush. Gabby opened her eyes; looking at her friend.
"Mia, look me in the eye and honestly tell me you're thinking of Draco; thinking about how he feels when he's inside you. Now tell me that you're not totally wet and hot for him." Hermione started to squirm uncomfortable on the bed. Her erect nipples were more than evident through her thin sweater.
Hermione sighed, "You're evil… It took me hours to finally to calm down so I could be near him and not get all wet and now, I'm back to square one. Thanks a lot." Gabby laughed.
"If I have to be hot, horny and uncomfortable all through dinner, so do you."
"I so hate you right now." Gabby got up and finished getting dressed.
"Yeah, I know. Let's go, Mia. Time to go make to our entrance." Hermione smiled and rolled her eyes as they headed for the stairs.


Coming Soon: Surprise guests for Hermione, family reunions, and betrayals.