Dark Fire

Chapter 15- Fire and Ice

Draco had returned to their room at Hogwarts in the teachers’ wing of the castle. How Hermione could claim to love him so very much yet treat him in such an emasculating way in front of his own children totally and utterly perplexed him. Draco stoked the fire as a fury grew inside him; the fire crackled in front of him burning high and hot.

“Hey sweetie you should have stayed a while longer, Ron told some of the funniest jokes and we just had a blast!” Hermione said as she bounced with graceful enthusiasm into the room, after a pleasant night with her two very best friends in the world.

“Yeah I’m sure I missed the event of the year.” Draco said smugly.

“Look, I don’t know what’s gotten you in such a snit tonight, but if you could dispense with the unpleasantness I have something I need to talk to you about.” Hermione had her hands on her hips and sternness in her voice that did not sit very well with a fuming Draco.

“Ron and Harry thought the five us should take a trip to Egypt to the tomb.” Hermione announced with a sense of eagerness and anticipation.

“Ron thinks so, does he?” Draco was now coming towards Hermione with an icy coldness in his eyes and sweat above his brow.

“What else does the Weasel think about my family?” Draco said with rage in his voice.

“Draco, what’s with you tonight?” Hermione now sensing her husbands mounting anger.

“Does Won Won think that maybe he has not a clue what lies waiting for us in that tomb? Has Won fought the big ass bastard with the hands the size of fully grown mountain troll? Do you think the Weasel cares about our family? Did he say two words to Scorpius or even Isis, tonight? Or did he ignore him, because he reminds him too much of me? Does Won maybe want to take my wife to his bed instead? Fuck! You’re so naïve Hermione!” Draco had drawn close to her as he spoke but now turned and walked briskly away to the other side of the living room area.

“Did I do something to cause this Draco?” Hermione said with a honest sense of sympathy and misunderstanding

Draco just looked at her like he was either going to punch something or cry. Hermione was not sure which it was.

“Just leave me alone.” Draco turned to face the fire as its embers burned with beautiful orange light.

“You don’t mean that do you?” Hermione plead with him.

“Get out. Now!” Draco turned to see a crying Hermione pick up her cloak and turn towards the door leading out of their quarters and to the castle.

“Wait, Hermione.” Draco had begun to move towards her again.

“No! I’m sorry if I said or did something wrong but you can’t treat me this way Draco Malfoy. I’m leaving now.” Hermione spun on her feet to leave.

“Fine, leave.” Draco said coldly.

“You’re a real prat you know that?” Hermione said before reaching for the door knob.

Hermione started to open the door but found it wouldn’t open.

“Alohomora!” She flicked her wand but nothing happened. She looked up to see Draco’s pale hand holding the door shut. Hermione turned quickly but was met with Draco’s body blocking her between himself and the door.

The fire in both of their eyes met in one fleeting moment and Draco’s lips were on Hermione’s, not soft and sweetly, but hard and roughly, and she pushed him away, but her eyes told a different story and Draco knew that tale all too well.

“Get off me, I don’t want this!” Hermione said coolly.

“Bullshit.” Draco leaned his face into her neck where she could feel his hot breath upon her body, sending goose bumps down her arms.

“I don’t want you Malfoy, leave me alone.” Hermione pushed him again but he only moved closer, his body now pinning her against the cold hard door.

“You want me bad Granger, I can see it in your eyes.” Draco’s hand brushed her inner thighs and Hermione let out a quiet moan.

“You’re wrong; I want to leave right now. Now let me go.” Hermione said pushing him away weakly now as he buried his head into her neck and began kissing her. He lifted his head and Hermione saw the fire in his eyes and she pulled him hard into her where she kissed him deeply and passionately, her lips licking his as he pinned her arms above her head with one hand, the other moved roughly between her legs where his fingers penetrated her wetness. He moved his fingers in and out of her with a pleasurable force that drove Hermione wild with the so familiar animal magnetism that had always drawn her to Draco. He knew how to touch her like no other man and she melted into a panting drooling ball of sexual sensation, twinges of electricity coursing through her veins as he pleasured her in the doorway. Draco was kissing her mouth in such a pleasing way as he fingered her fast his hand exploring her most private of areas. He fumbled at his pants and lifted Hermione’s leg over his waist and then she felt it. His hardness was inside her as he thrust himself into her with gusto and steady rhythm. Hermione groaned loudly in his ear and then he stopped and whispered in her ear.

“Say you want me Granger or I won’t give it to you.” Draco held her face forcing her to look at him.

“Oh yes…fuck me.” Draco slammed his hardness back into her now lifting both legs around him as her body banged against the door with each deep thrusting motion of his hips into her body that begged for his touch. His body perspired against hers as Hermione tore his shirt off, her hands firmly on his chest as he pounded his hard cock into her over and over again. Hermione felt her head begin to cloud over as she watched her beautiful husband make love to her. Her mind was somewhere in the clouds and she could hear Draco moaning loudly in her ear now close to the heaven she felt now with him so deep inside her. His moans filled her ears as her ecstasy rocketed her into a plane of existence only she and Draco could know together.

“I love you so much baby.” He collapsed in her arms and Hermione knew she wanted to remember this image in her mind forever.

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