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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
24
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20,692
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150
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2
Currently Reading:
3
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All I've Waited For
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the song "And I Could Not Ask For More" by Edwin McCain nor do I make money by placing it here.
Here's the link to the song if you want to listen to it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qS6HsYHRDGQ
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Draco looked up at Carl Stokes. The dark man waited patiently for his answer. They both knew what he would say; they both knew he had no other choice.
“When did you say the meeting was?” he didn’t really need to ask. He knew, but needed to be reassured.
“Tonight, 8:00. We can’t fuck this one up, Draco.”
“I know,” he scrubbed his face with his hands, pulling them back through his hair to the base of his neck.
“You gonna be ok, lad?” he asked, his Irish accent thick as molasses.
“Yeah. Yeah I just need, just give me some time. An hour, that’s all I ask. One hour.”
Rolling up his parchment Carl nodded. “I’ll be speaking with the Minister. Meet me at the dock when you’ve finished. We’ll begin preparations then.”
He nodded. “So this is it?”
“Yeah. This is it.”
He beat his fist on the table. “Alright. Let’s get this fucker.”
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When Draco opened the door to his room he smiled. There Hermione was, lying on the bed, topless as before, reading one of his books. She looked up at him, a wicked grin curving her features. Walking to her he took the book from her hand.
“Fighting the Mackical Forces of Dark? You know when this was written, don’t you?”
“1363 by Robyen Wolferson. Of course! This book is rare; in fact, if I remember correctly it’s the only one of its kind…”
“You would be correct. This man married Katjana Malfoy in 1342 and it was passed down through our lines. It’s been sneered at; he was killed by Katjana four years later. It was meant to be a joke, keeping it for this long. It’s a little outdated, but most of the material is accurate as far as I can tell.”
She nodded, grabbed the book from his hands and threw it on the floor. Standing, she rubbed her body against his, making his own come to life. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. He took hers willingly and poured his heart into it. He knew she was not ready for his declaration; she had only had these feelings for weeks whereas he’d had them for years. He would not tell her all that was in his dark soul, he would not tell her this may be the last. He would make sure she knew, somehow, someway. He would not allow her to go through life not knowing he loved her.
He went to push her back onto the bed but she pulled away. Had she decided against him? Instead she smiled and pulled off his shirt. He assisted her and threw it to the floor while she explored his chest, cool fingers drawing lines of fire across his skin. She licked his scar, coming to a stop at his left nipple, pulling it into her mouth. He sucked in a breath and grasped her hair in his hands.
“Where…? She asked, running her nimble digits over the gash.
“Harry.”
Her eyebrows raised but she nodded, obviously aware of what had happened. “And here?” she sucked on a scar that wrapped from behind his left ear down his neck.
“Fenrir.”
Skimming her hands down his chest she knelt and he stood perfectly still. Unbuttoning his jeans, she pulled them down his legs, assisting him to step out of them. He held his breath when she tugged down his briefs. Her eyes took in his manhood, standing out proudly against a patch of blonde. He tried not to jerk as her hands came to him, explored him. He groaned when she wrapped a tiny fist around him.
“You like that?” she asked. Slowly, so slowly she stroked his cock, over the head, back down. He let out a shaky breath and clutched his hands at his sides, trying to remain in control. When she laid an innocent kiss on his head he nearly burst.
“Please, Hermione,” he ground out impossibly. His throat was so constricted from holding back, every muscle in his body tense, waiting. Finally she drew him into her mouth and he groaned, a dying man. Her sweet little tongue swirled around him as her hot cavern took him down, the suction making his eyes roll. He was surprised when he looked down and saw his hands fisted in her curls, he had been trying so hard not to do that…all well, they were there now and she wasn’t complaining. She hummed and the vibrations made him curse loudly. His fingers curled and uncurled with his need. Gods, he needed her so bad…
Wrenching her away from him with a great feat of strength he dragged her up to him mouth and plundered. She moaned and rubbed herself against him. Dragging off her jeans and dropping them next to his he shoved her roughly onto the bed, following her, never breaking contact.
“Where the bloody hell did you learn that?” he breathed, searing her skin with kisses, finding her supple breasts and honoring them for their beauty.
“I-I read…a lot…”
“Thank Merlin for books!” he took her mouth savagely and bit her lip hard, feeling her wet pussy press up against his cock, rubbing. Her nails dug into him forcing him to bite back a moan. He gripped her hips and pulled them to the edge of the bed, scooting back onto the floor. He spread her wide for his view and he nearly came right then. Her soft lips were parted, giving him a succulent view of what lay beneath. She squirmed uncomfortably above him and he held her still, wrapping his arms under and around her thighs. His fingers parted her and he leaned forward, dragging his tongue along her strip.
“D-Draco…” he gasped. Unable to hold back a grin he did it again, and again, coming to rest at her clit which he flicked, making her hips jerk. He sucked it into his mouth and indulged himself on her scent. Untangling one arm he brought his fingers to her slick entrance and slid one into its warm depths. They both groaned. Gods, she was so hot and tight, he felt as if just this one finger was stretching her. He continued to feast until she was shaking and bucking against him. He alternated his tongue and fingers, sometimes delving into her heat with his tongue while working her clit with his fingers and switching. She was close, he could feel it. Hooking his fingers up in her tight cunt and catching her sweet spot while pulling in her clit she exploded, her juices coating his fingers, her tight pussy clamping down on those digits while she cried out and bucked up towards him. He worked every last drop from her then slid his dripping fingers out and, while she watched in awe, sucked them into his mouth, gorging on the sweet taste.
“Draco, now…oh gods…now,” she panted. He gave her what she needed; pushing her back on the bed he crawled in between her legs and guided his thick shaft into her, slowly, not wanting to hurt her. She gasped at the feeling of fullness and he fought back the urge to pump into her as he wanted, hard, fast.
“Don’t,”
“What?” he looked at her questioningly.
“Don’t hold back, I won’t break. Give me everything,” she breathed, raising her hips to catch his.
He took her lips in a slow kiss, moving out of her slowly, back in. He quickened the pace slowly while she urged him on. Leaning on his elbows he cupped her face and rolled his hips into her, pistoning into her tight sheath. She writhed beneath him and he pumped, long, hard.
“Please,” she moaned.
“You want more?” she gripped him shoulders tightly, but it wasn’t enough, he needed to hear it. “Tell me, tell me how much you want it. Tell me how you want it.”
“Harder, Draco I want it harder, please…”
“As you wish,” he mumbled, biting her earlobe before lifting one of her legs and resting her thigh on her chest. He took her hard while she screamed and bucked against him. He could feel his demise approaching but wanted to make her cum again first. He placed his thumb on top of her clit and worked it. She screamed, coming undone, her juices and tight cunt milking him, dragging a yell from deep within him while he burst inside of her, the power of his orgasm almost painful. He dropped himself shakily down onto her where she gasped. When he gained control of his body he rolled off of her, bringing her with him. She wrapped an arm and a leg around him and he smiled. There could be no perfect moment than this.
Looking in your eyes
Seeing all I need,
Everything you are is everything to me.
These are the moments
I know heaven must exist,
These are the moments I know all I need is this.
I have all I've waited for,
And I could not ask for more.
He cupped her chin and looked into her chocolate depths. She smiled up at him and brought her hand up, cupping his cheek. He rubbed his stubble against her smooth palm and kissed her forehead.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this,” he told her.
“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.”
He smiled and kissed her sweetly on the lips. “It was worth the wait.”
I could not ask for more than this time together,
I could not ask for more than this time with you.
Every prayer has been answered,
Every dream I have's come true.
And right here in this moment is right where I'm meant to be,
Here with you here with me.
“Draco?”
“Hmm?”
“You remember after the last Battle, when you dragged me into the castle?”
“Yes,” he lifted her hand and placed his lips against it.
“Why did you kiss me?”
“Because I’d wanted to for so long. Because I’d just watched you lose everything you’d ever loved and I had to give you something, show you you weren’t alone. I did it because I couldn’t not.”
“But you hated me.”
“Not then and not now,” his heart screamed at him to tell her.
“Sometimes I wonder…”
“You shouldn’t. You drive me fucking insane half the time but you’ve wrapped me around these perfect little fingers of yours.” He kissed each and every one before placing her small hand on his chest.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“For what?”
“For rescuing me when I didn’t even know I needed it. For giving me my life back.”
She kissed him softly before laying her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes. He summoned the blanket at the foot of his bed and pulled it over them.
I've got all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
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A/N: Hey all! I know this is a shorter chapter than usually but I gave you want you wanted, so be grateful! :) Sorry for the cheese-fest, but I thought they deserved just a little bit. Hope it didn't make anyone gag. I liked it.
Your questions will all be answered in short time. Be patient, my dear readers!
Have a great weekend!
XOXO
RynStar15
Here's the link to the song if you want to listen to it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qS6HsYHRDGQ
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Draco looked up at Carl Stokes. The dark man waited patiently for his answer. They both knew what he would say; they both knew he had no other choice.
“When did you say the meeting was?” he didn’t really need to ask. He knew, but needed to be reassured.
“Tonight, 8:00. We can’t fuck this one up, Draco.”
“I know,” he scrubbed his face with his hands, pulling them back through his hair to the base of his neck.
“You gonna be ok, lad?” he asked, his Irish accent thick as molasses.
“Yeah. Yeah I just need, just give me some time. An hour, that’s all I ask. One hour.”
Rolling up his parchment Carl nodded. “I’ll be speaking with the Minister. Meet me at the dock when you’ve finished. We’ll begin preparations then.”
He nodded. “So this is it?”
“Yeah. This is it.”
He beat his fist on the table. “Alright. Let’s get this fucker.”
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When Draco opened the door to his room he smiled. There Hermione was, lying on the bed, topless as before, reading one of his books. She looked up at him, a wicked grin curving her features. Walking to her he took the book from her hand.
“Fighting the Mackical Forces of Dark? You know when this was written, don’t you?”
“1363 by Robyen Wolferson. Of course! This book is rare; in fact, if I remember correctly it’s the only one of its kind…”
“You would be correct. This man married Katjana Malfoy in 1342 and it was passed down through our lines. It’s been sneered at; he was killed by Katjana four years later. It was meant to be a joke, keeping it for this long. It’s a little outdated, but most of the material is accurate as far as I can tell.”
She nodded, grabbed the book from his hands and threw it on the floor. Standing, she rubbed her body against his, making his own come to life. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. He took hers willingly and poured his heart into it. He knew she was not ready for his declaration; she had only had these feelings for weeks whereas he’d had them for years. He would not tell her all that was in his dark soul, he would not tell her this may be the last. He would make sure she knew, somehow, someway. He would not allow her to go through life not knowing he loved her.
He went to push her back onto the bed but she pulled away. Had she decided against him? Instead she smiled and pulled off his shirt. He assisted her and threw it to the floor while she explored his chest, cool fingers drawing lines of fire across his skin. She licked his scar, coming to a stop at his left nipple, pulling it into her mouth. He sucked in a breath and grasped her hair in his hands.
“Where…? She asked, running her nimble digits over the gash.
“Harry.”
Her eyebrows raised but she nodded, obviously aware of what had happened. “And here?” she sucked on a scar that wrapped from behind his left ear down his neck.
“Fenrir.”
Skimming her hands down his chest she knelt and he stood perfectly still. Unbuttoning his jeans, she pulled them down his legs, assisting him to step out of them. He held his breath when she tugged down his briefs. Her eyes took in his manhood, standing out proudly against a patch of blonde. He tried not to jerk as her hands came to him, explored him. He groaned when she wrapped a tiny fist around him.
“You like that?” she asked. Slowly, so slowly she stroked his cock, over the head, back down. He let out a shaky breath and clutched his hands at his sides, trying to remain in control. When she laid an innocent kiss on his head he nearly burst.
“Please, Hermione,” he ground out impossibly. His throat was so constricted from holding back, every muscle in his body tense, waiting. Finally she drew him into her mouth and he groaned, a dying man. Her sweet little tongue swirled around him as her hot cavern took him down, the suction making his eyes roll. He was surprised when he looked down and saw his hands fisted in her curls, he had been trying so hard not to do that…all well, they were there now and she wasn’t complaining. She hummed and the vibrations made him curse loudly. His fingers curled and uncurled with his need. Gods, he needed her so bad…
Wrenching her away from him with a great feat of strength he dragged her up to him mouth and plundered. She moaned and rubbed herself against him. Dragging off her jeans and dropping them next to his he shoved her roughly onto the bed, following her, never breaking contact.
“Where the bloody hell did you learn that?” he breathed, searing her skin with kisses, finding her supple breasts and honoring them for their beauty.
“I-I read…a lot…”
“Thank Merlin for books!” he took her mouth savagely and bit her lip hard, feeling her wet pussy press up against his cock, rubbing. Her nails dug into him forcing him to bite back a moan. He gripped her hips and pulled them to the edge of the bed, scooting back onto the floor. He spread her wide for his view and he nearly came right then. Her soft lips were parted, giving him a succulent view of what lay beneath. She squirmed uncomfortably above him and he held her still, wrapping his arms under and around her thighs. His fingers parted her and he leaned forward, dragging his tongue along her strip.
“D-Draco…” he gasped. Unable to hold back a grin he did it again, and again, coming to rest at her clit which he flicked, making her hips jerk. He sucked it into his mouth and indulged himself on her scent. Untangling one arm he brought his fingers to her slick entrance and slid one into its warm depths. They both groaned. Gods, she was so hot and tight, he felt as if just this one finger was stretching her. He continued to feast until she was shaking and bucking against him. He alternated his tongue and fingers, sometimes delving into her heat with his tongue while working her clit with his fingers and switching. She was close, he could feel it. Hooking his fingers up in her tight cunt and catching her sweet spot while pulling in her clit she exploded, her juices coating his fingers, her tight pussy clamping down on those digits while she cried out and bucked up towards him. He worked every last drop from her then slid his dripping fingers out and, while she watched in awe, sucked them into his mouth, gorging on the sweet taste.
“Draco, now…oh gods…now,” she panted. He gave her what she needed; pushing her back on the bed he crawled in between her legs and guided his thick shaft into her, slowly, not wanting to hurt her. She gasped at the feeling of fullness and he fought back the urge to pump into her as he wanted, hard, fast.
“Don’t,”
“What?” he looked at her questioningly.
“Don’t hold back, I won’t break. Give me everything,” she breathed, raising her hips to catch his.
He took her lips in a slow kiss, moving out of her slowly, back in. He quickened the pace slowly while she urged him on. Leaning on his elbows he cupped her face and rolled his hips into her, pistoning into her tight sheath. She writhed beneath him and he pumped, long, hard.
“Please,” she moaned.
“You want more?” she gripped him shoulders tightly, but it wasn’t enough, he needed to hear it. “Tell me, tell me how much you want it. Tell me how you want it.”
“Harder, Draco I want it harder, please…”
“As you wish,” he mumbled, biting her earlobe before lifting one of her legs and resting her thigh on her chest. He took her hard while she screamed and bucked against him. He could feel his demise approaching but wanted to make her cum again first. He placed his thumb on top of her clit and worked it. She screamed, coming undone, her juices and tight cunt milking him, dragging a yell from deep within him while he burst inside of her, the power of his orgasm almost painful. He dropped himself shakily down onto her where she gasped. When he gained control of his body he rolled off of her, bringing her with him. She wrapped an arm and a leg around him and he smiled. There could be no perfect moment than this.
Looking in your eyes
Seeing all I need,
Everything you are is everything to me.
These are the moments
I know heaven must exist,
These are the moments I know all I need is this.
I have all I've waited for,
And I could not ask for more.
He cupped her chin and looked into her chocolate depths. She smiled up at him and brought her hand up, cupping his cheek. He rubbed his stubble against her smooth palm and kissed her forehead.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this,” he told her.
“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.”
He smiled and kissed her sweetly on the lips. “It was worth the wait.”
I could not ask for more than this time together,
I could not ask for more than this time with you.
Every prayer has been answered,
Every dream I have's come true.
And right here in this moment is right where I'm meant to be,
Here with you here with me.
“Draco?”
“Hmm?”
“You remember after the last Battle, when you dragged me into the castle?”
“Yes,” he lifted her hand and placed his lips against it.
“Why did you kiss me?”
“Because I’d wanted to for so long. Because I’d just watched you lose everything you’d ever loved and I had to give you something, show you you weren’t alone. I did it because I couldn’t not.”
“But you hated me.”
“Not then and not now,” his heart screamed at him to tell her.
“Sometimes I wonder…”
“You shouldn’t. You drive me fucking insane half the time but you’ve wrapped me around these perfect little fingers of yours.” He kissed each and every one before placing her small hand on his chest.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“For what?”
“For rescuing me when I didn’t even know I needed it. For giving me my life back.”
She kissed him softly before laying her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes. He summoned the blanket at the foot of his bed and pulled it over them.
I've got all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more
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A/N: Hey all! I know this is a shorter chapter than usually but I gave you want you wanted, so be grateful! :) Sorry for the cheese-fest, but I thought they deserved just a little bit. Hope it didn't make anyone gag. I liked it.
Your questions will all be answered in short time. Be patient, my dear readers!
Have a great weekend!
XOXO
RynStar15