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15. Discoveries

Okay, thank you ALL for staying with me on this one while I worked out the ending for Days Beyond.(shameless plug)



Comments will be added to the end so you guys won't have to wait to read the next juicy installment.



HAPPY FRIDAY!



Clare, this one's for you girl! Thanks for everything.



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Chapter 15



Draco had Apparated them to a secluded ocean side restaurant in the hills. Settling in on the terrace they enjoyed a nice romantic dinner together, forgetting all of their problems for the evening.



“I would like to take you shopping tomorrow, I haven’t even given you a ring.” He spoke firmly, his hand grasping hers across the table.



“Draco, I would very much like that. But, I will have to get back to work eventually you know” She smiled at him.



Draco stood up from the table pulling her hand to stand with him as he walked them both down a small path to a beautiful garden below the terrace. No one else was around and it was quite secluded.



Standing behind her they looked out over the ocean watching the sunset, his arms wrapped securely around the woman he loved.



~*~FLASHBACK~*~





Harry & Ron had gone on several missions to help round up the remaining Death Eaters after Voldemort’s demise, leaving Hermione behind every time, claiming it was too dangerous and they wanted her safe and sound after what had happened during the final battle.



She was sitting in the library doing some light reading as her research had finally come to an end thankfully. She felt relaxed after 6 years of constantly being on edge waiting for the end of the world.



A noise from the hallway broke her attention. Laying the book down on the couch she leaned her head towards the door trying to find out who was wandering around. In her heart she knew who it was, as all the others were out today. Her heart sped up as she stood and walked out the door seeing a flash of blonde enter the drawing room.



Walking quietly as to not announce her arrival, she stood outside of the room and just watched him. He was standing in front of the large family Tapestry. His hands roving over the names of his family line. Bellatrix, his crazy aunt, Rudolphus Lestrange, her husband. Slowing his hand over his mother’s name he gently touched the wall with his finger tips. He missed her dearly. She was all he had left in this world. She was the only one who truly loved him, and now she was gone, just like the rest of them. He moved his hand down to the blackened spot where Sirius’ name should have appeared, a questioning look in his eyes.



“His mother burnt it off after he left” Hermione spoke up.



Without saying a word he turned to look into her soft amber eyes. In two steps he was standing a mere breath away from her, his 6 foot tall frame towering over her petite form. His hand slowly rising to caress her soft cheek.



Her eyes closed as she leaned into his touch. Her heartbeat increasing rapidly, any minute now it would burst out of her chest as she felt him lower his head towards her. Tilting her head up, keeping her eyes closed, she parted her lips, hoping against hope he was doing what she thought he was doing.



“Hermione, we’re back, come help us with the groceries” Mrs. Weasley called out from the kitchen doorway.



Sighing in frustration she opened her eyes to find she was alone in the drawing room. Whipping around she caught a flash of his silky locks disappearing up the stairs towards his room once again before hearing the door click shut.



~*~



Dinner was a quiet affair as most of the Order members were still out on missions trying to capture the last few Death Eaters who had continued on their mission, even after their Lord had been vanquished, of attacking muggleborns and blood traitors, and that included the Weasley family.



Molly had pleaded with her boys to stay home, but knowing full well they could not just sit back and wait for the world to right itself, she was content with the fact that her baby girl was safe and had decided to stay on at Grimmauld Place and take care of the members until they could finally live in peace.



So here they sat another night, just the six of them. Molly, Ginny, Hermione, Remus, Tonks & Draco.



Hermione kept stealing glances towards the blonde sitting across from her as she ate her soup, wanting nothing more than to be alone with him once again to continue what he had started in the drawing room, but knowing that was impossible with the current company. Sighing into her soup her head began to throb with the stress of it all. Harry & Ron were once again off who knew where, and here she was stuck in this damn place feeling utterly lost and confused.



Once again she snuck a glance over her spoon only to drop it in her bowl with a loud clatter when she met those steely grey eyes thoroughly penetrating her.



“Hermione? Are you all right dear” Molly asked the young girl.



A faint blush spread across her cheeks, making her look ‘beautiful’ Draco thought. ‘Shut up’ he growled at himself.



“I’m just not very hungry, seem to have a bit of a headache, please excuse me” she whispered as she pushed her chair back, a loud scraping of the legs on the stone floor in the quite surrounding.



She pushed the door open and made her way towards the stairs before hearing the door open behind her. Slowing her ascent, gripping the railing so hard her knuckles had turned a ghastly white. She could feel him just behind her, she could smell him. Closing her eyes and breathing in deeply, intoxicated by his scent she took another step and then another. She had made it to the 2nd floor landing before feeling his hand on her arm. Shockwaves ran up her spine, her breathing had turned into small pants, unable to breath properly under his firm touch.



“Granger” he whispered just behind her ear, she could feel his breath on her cheek. Keeping her eyes sealed shut, knowing if she turned and looked at him she would lose all control, she answered him.



“Yes?”



“About earlier, in the drawing room,” he hesitated, what was he supposed to say ‘Hey I couldn’t get my mind off of you and just the smell of you in the same room as me made me instantly hard and I wanted nothing more than to take you right there on the floor and bury myself into your sweet, sensual body’? Uh, no, wasn’t gonna happen.



“Yes?” she asked again, steeling her nerves for an onslaught of harsh words.



“I just felt alone and almost did something stupid” he said firmly ‘Okay, now you actually DID something stupid, idiot’ he cursed himself.



“Oh” was all she could get out, her insides clenched tightly together, she had to get away from him now before he saw how hurt she actually was at his words.



Moving quickly she made it to the bathroom; closing and locking the door she turned on the taps, stripping her clothes away in a haze. She stepped under the hot spray before she let the tears fall.

‘What the hell were you thinking? Did you honestly believe that Malfoy wanted you? You’re nothing but a lowly mudblood and that’s all you’ll ever be in his eyes so get that through your supposedly wickedly smart thick brain!’



Her skin reddened from the hot water she finally turned off the taps. Looking into the mirror her eyes matched her skin. She brushed her hair back and pulled it into a high pony tail before wrapping the towel around herself. Grabbing her clothes she opened the door and walked towards her bedroom, passing Malfoy’s room in the process. His door was cracked slightly and she halted her progress as she heard a guttural moan. Stepping back silently she peered in through the darkened doorway to catch a glimpse of the foot of his bed, she could see his legs spread wide and the bed moving just slightly. Leaning in just far enough she gasped as she saw Malfoy sitting on his bed, his thick cock wrapped securely in his fast pumping fist. Covering her mouth quickly as to not be heard she continued to watch him with wide eyes and an open mouth. Her nipples hardened at the sight before her, she could feel her nether regions moisten of their own accord as he continued his self pleasure.

Her hand was slowly moving over her breasts through the towel as she took in the vision greedily until she heard him moan, halting her movements.



“Hermione” he moaned before spilling his essence over his fist and thighs.



She took a step back in shock and bumped into something hard, or rather soft. Whipping around she stood eye to eye with none other than Ginny Weasley.



“Oh, G-Ginny, how long have you been there?” Hermione stuttered, her face taking on the characteristics of the famous Weasley blush.



“I just got here, are you feeling any better?” She asked, cocking her head to the side, looking at the older girl like she’d just grown another head.



“Uh, yes, yes, much better thanks, I’m just going to bed, see you in the morning” She tried to escape quickly before anyone else, particular the man on the other side of the door, found her in the hallway in nothing other than a towel.



‘speak of the devil himself’ she thought as the door was pulled open.



“What’s going on?” he asked with his trademark smirk upon his lovely face.



‘Oh Merlin help me’ Hermione almost moaned aloud as she looked up to see Draco Malfoy standing half naked in his doorway, his cheeks flushed with a tinge of pink and his hair looked so soft and silky as it fell over those beautiful grey orbs. His trousers hung low on his hips and he had nothing, nothing at all on his finely sculpted alabaster abs.



“Just saying good night” Ginny walked to her room shutting the door without another word to either of them.



‘Great, thanks Gin, just leave me here with the man who’s been haunting my every waking moment for the past few weeks.’ She thought to herself.



“Well then, night Granger” he smirked at her with those soft, pink, luscious lips. ‘Stop it’ she scolded herself.



Backing away from him she averted her eyes and made her way to her bedroom, finally.



“Night Malfoy” shutting her door and leaning against it she let out the breath she wasn’t aware that she was holding and giggled quietly to herself.



Dropping her towel on the chair at her desk she walked over to the large dressing mirror next to her bed. Running her hands gently over her breasts, continuing across her flat stomach and across her small hips; remembering seeing the effect she had on Malfoy, an impish grin crossed her face.



She lay down on her bed, which happened to be up against the wall she shared with Malfoys room.

Her hands once again resumed caressing her body as her mind replayed the divine vision she had luckily come across. Spreading her legs a little wider she moved her hand down to swipe at the wetness with her fingertips.

“Mmm, Draco, you naughty little Slytherin you, thinking of me whilst pleasuring such a delectable piece of manflesh”



Closing her eyes she set herself up to give him exactly what he had given her, a trembling need passing through her body making her shiver slightly.

Rubbing vigorously at her wet core she allowed her moans to increase in volume. Delving inside her warmth she stroked her silken walls with two fingers, the other hand pulling at her hardened nub.

“OH, Draco, yes” she plunged her fingers in further and faster as her back arched off the bed. Wishing it was Draco’s fingers inside of her quickly brought the tingling sensation from her toes, up her legs and centering directly in the center of her core before she exploded, calling out his name in a breathy moan.



~*~



Draco knew exactly why Hermione was standing outside his door. However, how long was the little Weaslette there?



After Hermione had walked away from him leaving him on the stairs he mentally cursed himself for being so stupid. Hearing the water in the pipes shook him out of his thoughts, drawing him towards the bathroom. Stopping outside the door he listened as he could hear the spray change its tone, she had stepped inside. Looking back down the hallway making sure no one else was coming, they’d kill him on sight if they knew what he was doing, he slowly turned the handle to the bathroom door. He could see the outline of her luscious body through the curtain. Thinking quickly he disillusioned himself and stepped inside the bathroom, closing the door quietly. That’s when he heard her, she was crying. He felt a strange feeling in his stomach, almost like some invisible force had punched him. Feeling horrible about making her cry he turned to leave when he heard her soft voice, sure that he had been caught, he stilled his movement.



‘What the hell were you thinking?’

oh shit, he was busted.



‘Did you honestly believe that Malfoy wanted you? You’re nothing but a lowly mudblood and that’s all you’ll ever be in his eyes so get that through your supposedly wickedly smart thick brain!’



Holy hell, she was talking to herself. He had to get out of there quickly. Making a hasty exit he made his way to his room, contemplating what he’d just heard. Thinking her words over and over in his head, his visions were still seeing her shapely outline behind the curtain. He started thinking about Granger in a whole new light and that led to a serious problem currently pressing against his trousers. Laying back on the bed he pulled his shirt off and threw it on the floor. Had the temperature gone up suddenly?

Quickly undoing his button and zipper he freed his aching member, grasping it tightly in his hand while he pictured Granger underneath him, moaning his name in ecstasy. Enjoying the feeling immensely he was unaware that he had a visitor outside his door. Imagining her coming undone beneath him was all it took for him to find release, calling out her name as came violently.



A sound through the wall had broken him out of his reflections. Stepping closer to the wall he listened carefully until he heard it again. His name came out in a breathy moan.



He smirked again as he leaned against the wall, placing his outstretched palm against it he whispered “Sweet dreams Hermione Granger, for tomorrow, you’re mine”




~*~



Shew, damn, that took me all day to get right and I still didn't really get to where I wanted to be, but hey, all the better for next Friday ;)



Clare1984: Once again, thanks for everything girl, you keep me going.



ginz: Thanks, I really have no clue where this is going either, but I'm having lots of fun.



sparkyCSI, paigeey07, angel, princesspeach, Camryn: Thank you all and I hope you guys enjoyed the latest installment and my Dramione Drama Fic!



To all others, please stop by and review to let me know what ya think, if not, fine, I have lots of others who enjoy it and are more than happy to let me know. :P

again,



HAPPY FRIDAY!!!
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