Unknown Chemistry (Complete)

Note: I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I make any profit from this. I just do it for fun.

A quick reply to some reviews!

Liz- I'm so glad! Not gonna lie the thought makes me giggle still

Adrianna- I honestly just try to think of awkward funny things lol and trust me, he's gonna need Harry and Ginny, this chapter will definitely prove that


HarryGinny4eva- I feel so bad now! lol I read this review and felt terrible while writing this chapter! it's a little angsty lol but don't worry, it will get sweet again soon enough!

Miss V. I love that you're honest! The reason i made it a little mushy was because this chapter was gonna be hard and Harry and Ginny's support is gonna be needed. I always took Harry and Ginny to be more supportive than biased so that's how I wrote them and I keep forgetting how much I use that word! lol I'll try and use other ones from now on. Love the honesty hun. Would love to hear from you later!

Tyronica- I'm a sucker for cheesey and lemons lol so I guess that's how I wrote it. Give some a chance, I find my favourite ones were the ones that were silly and made me laugh.

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A special thanks to my beta gabby1234!! She's been totally awesome in helping me with this chapter!! Would love to hear what you guys think of this!!
dg- xoxo

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Chapter 13



The next few weeks leading up until Harry’s birthday passed by incredibly fast for Draco and Hermione; both found themselves’ becoming confused over the feelings that they were developing for each other, resulting in those feelings to become stronger every day.


Draco was at the point where he couldn’t stand to be away from her. Hermione found herself needing to be around him, they both found comfort in each other, and a new found passion and joy in each other’s touch and company. Nights were heaven for Draco and he was never happier than when he woke up beside her every morning. He had yet to take her; he wanted it to mean something. Hermione meant too much to him for it to not be special and significant.


Hermione had never felt happier or more confident in knowing how much he adored her. He never willingly let go of her, even in his sleep. She felt the need to remind him of her affection with little things constantly, like a special dinner, a quick touch or kiss.


They loved working with each other. Snape immensely enjoyed teaching them, and they surprised him every day with their competence, compassion and creativity. He felt these were two people deserving of his knowledge.
The day had finally arrived, Harry’s birthday. It was to be a birthday barbeque in the backyard of the
Weasley’s house. The Weasleys...

Hermione couldn’t stop fidgeting, and Draco anxiously watched her as she paced back and forth across his quarters. Since they had begun spending every night together, Hermione had practically moved into his quarters, Draco was silently thrilled about the situation.


“Hermione... What can I do? You’re starting to freak me out...” Draco said.


They were supposed to leave in twenty minutes. Draco was convinced she would have a melt down any minute. And he didn’t know what he would do if that happened.


“I just... I just... Draco I’m so worried!” she said as she flopped down on the couch beside him. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of her head.


“What’s the worst thing that can happen?”


“They can hate me and never speak to me again, make me feel horrible?”


“Hermione... Love... These people love you, they’re your family, they’ll understand.... Eventually...”
Hermione sighed and curled into him.


“Come on love; let’s get this over with ok?”


She sighed once more. He was right; they just needed to get this over with. She couldn’t wait to get to the point where she could stop worrying about people and their opinions. She was happy, she wanted other people to know and be happy too.

They both stood up, and hand in hand, walked towards the fireplace, ready to take on whatever was going to be thrown at them.


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Draco and Hermione stepped through the fireplace into the living room of the burrow. It was eerily quiet. Draco raised an eye brow; he was under the impression that it was supposed to be hectic here. They both looked around until Snape walked in with a giggling kid in each arm. He raised an eyebrow at both of them.


“Everyone’s in the backyard.” He said quietly.


They both smiled at him and Hermione led him through the kitchen and out the back doors into the Weasley’s backyard.

It was utter chaos, and it made Hermione smile and laugh, Draco looked at her in amusement. They walked slowly towards the crowd, Hermione pointed little things out, places with fun memories of her childhood that made Draco smile. He loved her fun little stories about her past. They fascinated him. She quickly pointed out people so he could remember their names when introduced. Suddenly things went quiet as everyone realized who was there. Hermione’s grip on Draco’s hand tightened. He pulled her close and put his arm around her.


“Hermione” Fred and George said at the same time, with mischievous grins on their faces.


“Hello dear....” Molly said hesitantly.


Bill and Charlie nodded stoically to Draco after smiling at Hermione. Ginny and Harry smiled at them and started
walking towards the couple to give them a proper greeting and to show everyone it was fine.


However, everyone froze when Ron turned around and saw them together.


“WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON?” He screamed as he stalked towards them.


“What the fuck is Malfoy doing in my house?!”


“Ron...” Hermione said sharply, as Ginny and Harry flanked her on both sides. Snape also walked towards them to
take his part in their defence.


“What the fuck is this?!?” He screamed looking at the people surrounding them. He glared at the people who seemed to be perfectly fine with the scum who had his arm around Hermione.


“You say I’m not good enough for you! But fucking Malfoy is ?! What the fuck Hermione, I don’t believe this shit. You fucking whore!”


“Hey!” Malfoy screamed as he stepped in front of Hermione; taking a defensive pose before her while nudging her a few steps back in order to defend her.


Ron shoved him away and stalked towards Hermione. At this Draco made to return the shove and give Weasley a piece of his mind.
Ron however made his way over to Hermione before Draco got his chance,


“You fucking whore!” He screamed as he shoved her and stormed off. Hermione was in anguish at her best friend’s horrible reaction.


Draco snapped, he would mangle that weasel; no one fucking did that to his Hermione. Hell no one decent did that to anyone. He was seeing red. He went to beat the shit out of the disgusting cockroach for putting that expression on Hermione’s face. And while he was in the act he felt himself suddenly being pushed away.


“Draco! No!” Hermione pushed him back, eyes on fire; she turned away from him and followed Ron inside.


It was a good thing she didn’t look back, because if she did, she would have seen the anguish on his face, and the hurt in his eyes at being pushed away… by her.



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Hermione was furious, she couldn’t ever recall a time when she’d been more mad. How dare Ron even touch her! He was a fucking monster. She was going to destroy him. She was so hurt by his reaction. She knew he’d be upset but this? This was ludicrous!


Why couldn’t he be happy for her? Everyone seemed to be fine. No wands were drawn, and then he had to fuck everything up for her. She followed him into the house, knowing where he was heading. She followed him into his room, slamming the door behind her.

“What the fuck was that Ron?!” She screamed at him.


“What do you think?! You treat me like dirt and then end up fucking Malfoy?! It’s Malfoy! Hermione! So how did you end up becoming his whore anyways?” He said looking disgustedly at her. As if he couldn’t even say his name without spitting the taste of it out.


“Don’t you even talk to me like that! Malfoy likes me! Likes me for who I am! And for your information we are not fucking you ass!”


Ron was closing in on Hermione, backing her into a wall; he looked half crazed in anger. Hermione began to get scared. Ron didn’t look rational or sane anymore.


Hermione cried in pain as he shoved her; her head connecting with the wall. Painfully gripping her arms he shoved them above her head, pinning her hands to the wall behind her. He sneered as he leaned in closer to her face.


“How can you want him and not me? Do you like being treated like shit? By that fucking death eater, Is that what it is? Is that what it was? This is what I couldn’t give you that made you want to leave! You wanted to be treated like shit? You wanted it rough?”


He squeezed her wrists tighter and she cried out in pain. Hermione was really getting terrified. This wasn’t right...


“So that’s how it is, is it?” He sneered again. “I think I can accommodate. You’re mine Hermione and I’m going to punish you for treating me like this...”


He reached up and ripped the buttons of her shirt open. Hermione began to cry silently as Ron bit her neck hard and crudely fondled her breast. She felt nauseous, she wanted to vomit. Ron groaned as he pinched her nipple. She tried to scream but he back handed her and held his other hand to her mouth. Starting at her, daring her to scream and see what would happen.


She felt so helpless and sick, she wanted Draco. She wanted to scream for help. She was so scared.


“Ron please... please stop...” She sobbed.


He growled at her and gripped her wrists harder. He leaned back and looked at her. She cried out as he slapped her across the face once more.


Suddenly the door flung open, and Ron flew across the room into his wardrobe. Draco walked in menacingly, the air literally crackled around him, the anger that surged in him was radiating off of him.


He ran over to Ron, picked him up and slammed him into the wall beside the drawer. He watched in terror as Hermione slide to the floor. Seeing her defeated form, broke any of the last resolve had had, Draco had lost it. Weasley hurt her. So he would end him. Draco slammed his fist into Ron’s face and smiled when he heard, and felt the bone crunch.


“You... fucking.... maggot...” Draco growled as he closed his hand around Ron’s throat and lifted him off the ground.


“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now for all that you’ve done.” Ron couldn’t reply as he clawed at Draco’s vice like grip. Draco sneered at Ron.


“You pathetic excuse for a human, if you ever even think of her again I will end you. You don’t and never have deserved her.” He said in a cold quiet voice.


He slammed his fist into his gut once more and then dropped him to the floor. He quickly walked over to Hermione, and picked her up then with a loud bang they apparted away; just as Harry, Snape and Mr. Weasley burst into the room. The last thing they saw was Hermione in tears with her shirt ripped open, tears streaming down her puffy cheek, and Draco, face set in stone.


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They landed in his bedroom and he immediately released her. He couldn’t bear to look at her, he paced across the room as she continued to cry. His eyes were blazing but his face was emotionless. She watched him pace until suddenly, he looked up at her, and his face cracked, and the emotion flooded through him.


He ran to her, grabbing her face and he kissed her in a passionate furry. His warm, soft hands firmly gripping her tearstained cheeks. She could feel his tears mix with her own. Her eyes opened in shock, his eyes were shut but tears were leaking out the side. He was hot and desperate and as afraid as she was.


She grabbed his face as he slowly backed her against the wall. But this time being cornered felt safe, felt passionate and loving. His kiss was full of desperation followed by a choked sob; as he rested his forehead on the wall beside her. She watched as tears fell from his beautiful grey eyes and it only made her cry harder.


“Don’t ever push me away again.” He whispered, in such a desperate way that Hermione kissed him again, realization dawning on her, on how she had hurt him.


“Never.” She whispered between kisses.


He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he pushed her into the wall, needing to be closer to her.


“Don’t ever leave me Hermione” he said as he looked into her eyes. The idea of her ever leaving him was driving him insane.


“Never” she said, with such passion it only made his tears come faster.


He kissed her again, trying to convey his feelings, his frustration, and his fear in seeing her in danger. Knowing he wasn’t there for her when she really needed him. He finally had to say it, he sobbed and choked out.


“I love you... So much Hermione”


Hermione couldn’t believe he had said it. He looked into her watery eyes and saw love shining there. She smiled and softly kissed him.


“I love you Draco.” She whispered.


He choked out another sob and kissed her again, he couldn’t contain his emotions, his hand gripping her hair tightly, pulling her closer.


“I need to... I need to be inside of you... To be a part of you...” He sobbed between kisses.


She rested her forehead against his and smiling softly she nodded. He groaned and carried her over to the bed.


Slowly he laid her down in the middle of the bed, climbing on top of her. He kissed her tenderly and tentatively. She ran her hands up his chest and began to undo his shirt and pushed it off his wide shoulders. Draco made to undo her shirt as well, his strong hands softly and tenderly running across her back to the clasp of her bra.


He smiled at her and she saw the love shining there. He kissed her again as pulled her lace bra off. Pulling her close they both revelled in the feel of each other’s skin. They both revelled in feeling safe, knowing the danger was over. They could feel each other’s hearts beating. He reached down and began to undo her jeans as she unfastened his belt.


He slid his hands down her legs as he pulled her jeans off and threw them aside. Then he rid himself of his own pants and began to softly kiss his way up her cream coloured legs. Running his hands up her thighs, he slid her panties off. He pulled his boxers off and settled between her creamy thighs.


They both sighed, feeling each other’s arousal. It was maddening to both of them. She could feel his arousal pulsing against her, needing to be filled with it. He could feel the searing heat of her core and ached to be surrounded by it.


He kissed her again as he ran his hand down and dipped his finger in her, finding her more than ready. She moaned at the contact.


“Draco” she sighed


“I love you”


“I love you.” She smiled up at him.


He immediately sheathed himself in her and they both moaned in completion. She felt full and complete like she never had before, Draco felt home and whole. He kissed her passionately again and finally, he began to move. Drawing himself almost the whole way out, he began thrusting quickly back in.


He repeated the motions perfectly each time as he softly kissed her, she whimpered each time he thrust into her, his soft groans mixing with hers; his slow strokes almost maddening in their pleasure. Hermione began to move her hips in time with him, only increasing her pleasure.


He slowly began to speed up the motions as Hermione felt herself getting closer to ecstasy. Her eyelids began to flutter and she wrapped her legs tighter around him.


“Look at me,” He quietly groaned.


“Hermione” he sighed her name.


They looked into each other’s eyes as he moved inside her. The passion and love they saw in each other only spurred each other on.


His motions became more frantic and Hermione felt herself begin to tremble and with one final and strong thrust she suddenly felt a flash go through her and her whole body tensed as she saw stars.


Draco began to thrust faster and faster into her, giving her the most intense and longest orgasm she’d ever experienced.


“Draco!” She cried out.


He felt her tensing and clenching around him as she exploded. He kissed her once more and as the sensations and feelings she caused were becoming too much for him, he blissfully joined her in climax. Calling out her name as he came.; then as they both slowly rode out their orgasms they both could not stop whispering to each other.


“I love you”


“I love you”


“So much”


“So much Hermione, so much”


Draco made to roll off her but she tightened her grip.


“No, stay.” She said softly as she ran her hands through his hair.


He kissed her lovingly again, she turned her head, and he rested his head on the pillow beside her, noses touching. They faced each other.


“Merlin you are so beautiful Hermione.”


“I love you so much Draco.”


They whispered and professed loving things they’d wanted to say for weeks, throughout the night, only stopping to make love again, and again. He woke to find himself still inside her the next morning, and made love to her again as the sun rose through the window.