Behind Closed Doors

Author's Notes:
Mea Culpa, Mea Maximus Culpa!! Please forgive me!! I flaked out.. I'm sorry!
My OCD has got the best of me again and I got wrapped up in writing another story and forgot to post this chapter. I'm almost done with the next chapter and I need to finish mapping out the ending of this story. I have it in my head but I really need to write it down before I get distracted again.
I hope you like Christmas Morning with Draco and Hermione.

Stay tuned for 'A Change of Heart' and 'The Road Less Traveled'. Two more stories I'm working.


Chapter 15

A beam of light slipped through the thick velvet curtains highlighting the curves of Hermione's body. Draco sighed quietly, watching her sleep as he gently stroked her hair. Hermione's soft body rested against him; it fit so perfectly with his. He smiled, absently, as his hand slide down her warm curves; kissing her shoulder. Hermione sighed softly at his touch; turning towards his touch without opening her eyes. She loved when Draco would wake her like this. His touch was magically; she couldn't never get enough of it. His touch was so soft, never rushed; savoring this intimate moment together. Draco pressed his lips to her ear, "Happy Christmas, Beautiful. I love you." Hermione shivers at his words and the warmth of his breath against her ear. She finally opened her eyes, gazing lovingly into his beautiful grey eyes.
"Happy Christmas, Draco. I love you." He leaned in, kissing her softly on the lips. "What time is it? Are we late for breakfast?" Hermione throwing off the covers, beginning to sit up. Draco caught her before she got too far; covering her to the waist and pulling her closer to him.
"Love, its only 630am. Brunch isn't until 9am." Hermione looked at him, slightly confused; then Draco smirked at her as he ran across her smooth stomach. "You're all mine for the next two and a half hours." Hermione smiled as she pulled him to her, kissing him softly. Hermione pulled away from their kiss, resting her forehead against his as she ran her fingers through his head. Her heart was starting to race as the importance of this moment washed over. Her hands began to shake as she tried to calm her breathing; she didn't want her emotions to get away from her, not so soon. Draco began placing baby kisses all over her face as his hands began to explore her body.
Her voice was barely above a whisper, "It's our first Christmas, together. I…I can't believe it. It's like a dream."
"Believe it, Mia. It's the first of many." Draco began to kiss Hermione passionately as his hands fondled her breasts. She sighed softly as his tongue moved to and caressed her nipple. His hand slid down her smooth belly; his long fingers seeking the warmth of her core. Draco looked into her eyes as he slide his fingers into her sacred place. Hermione gasped as she spread her legs wider for him. "Does that feel like a dream, Lover?" He smiled at her, devilishly, as he slid the covers off of her beautiful body. He began to kiss down her body until he settled between her legs. Hermione closes her eyes tight, both excited and slightly embarrassed. Her modesty would rear its annoying head at the most inconvenient times. Draco ran his hands down her stomach again. "No closing those beautiful eyes. I want you to watch me as I eat your wonderful pussy; No looking away, ok?" She nods, her heart racing.

Draco began by placing warm kisses on the inside of her thighs, starting at her right knee; moving closer and closer to her warm, moist pussy. The closer to got to her warmth, the more Hermione rocked her hips in time with his tongue. She could feel his hot breath on her clit; she moaned as she looked into his eyes, begging for his touch. Draco merely shook his head, smiling at her and moving to the inside of her left knee; repeating the process. She could feel his hot breath teasing her again; she laced her fingers into his hair gently pushing his head down, hungry for the feeling of his tongue on her needy clit. They looked into each other's eyes, almost challenging each other. Draco shook his head, no but Hermione simply smiled lowering his head. She knew what she wanted and she didn't want to wait. Draco smirked to himself as he began to savor her sweet folds with his tongue. Of course it was what he wanted all along but it was more fun for her to think she was winning this little game, besides, he liked when she took charge. They were both winning.

"Oh Draco, yes…" Her hips lifted to take his tongue deeper. He sucked her sensitive nub as he fucked her with his fingers. His cock was aching for her touch; he tried to find some relief as he worked his hips against the mattress. He couldn't take that much more of this; he slid up her body, pressing his lips to her ear, once again.
"Need you…Now…" He didn't give her a chance to respond, his manhood was inside of her in one fluid motion; his thrusts were hard and deep. "So tight… Gods… you feel so good…" Draco sucked and bit her neck as he savored her warmth and passion. Hermione moaned loudly as he sucked her nipples.
"Harder, Draco, Harder…" Hermione's eyes were closed, lost in the feel of her lover. "I love how you fuck me…" She gasped as she ran her nails down his back; Draco hissed, in pleasure and pain.
He rolled over, so Hermione was straddling his groin. "Fuck me, Mia… I wanna watch you ride my cock…" Hermione began to kiss him as she tightened around him, riding him slowly at first. Draco could only moan as Hermione sat up and found her favorite rhythm; riding Draco's cock with abandon, her clit grinding against his pelvic bone. He loved watching her face as her orgasm began to take over her.
"Oh Draco…I'm so close…oh, yes… I'm gonna…. OOOOOHHHHHH YYEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!" Her body shook as her pussy milked his cock so tightly, it only took him two thrusts and his orgasm took over him as well, growling loudly. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the room, spilling down the hall. Once again, they had forgotten the silence charm.

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"Do you think we should tell them?" Gabby asked Mike, breathlessly as she rested her head on his chest.
"Hells no… It’s a lot more fun benefiting from their forgetfulness. You get so turned on when you hear them going at it." Gabby simply giggled; she knew it was true, why bother to blush.
"Like it doesn't turn you on, too?" She smiled smugly.
"I never said it didn't. I won't tell if you don't. Deal?"
"Deal. Merry Christmas, Jon Michel."
"Happy Christmas, Bella."
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Draco lazily drew circles on Hermione's lower back as they basked in afterglow. She was still lying on top of him; his touch sending little erotic shocks straight to her clit as she tried to calm her breathing. With each shudder, her walls would tighten around his semi erect manhood making him groan.
"If you keep that up, we're going to miss brunch." His breathing was becoming labored. "You're doing it to yourself, Love. You know what your touch does to me." She licked his lips softly, begging entrance, as she rocked her hips, enjoying his growing hardness. They both knew they should stop; they needed to get ready for brunch soon but this felt too good to stop now. Draco turned over, covering her with his warmth.
"This is the best Christmas ever. Thank you, Mia," kissing her, sweetly, on the lips.
"For what, I haven't even given you your gift yet." He smiled at her, running his fingers over her soft cheek.
"Love, you're the best gift I could ever hope for." Draco kissed her lovingly as she ran her fingers through his hair. They made love again, slowly, quietly, before finally dragging themselves out of bed and preparing for the day.


Downstairs, Narcissa was busy ordering the house elves around. Everything had to be perfect. This was the first Christmas she had looked forward to in years and she was a nervous wreck. She was dressed in a beautiful Royal Purple robe with gold accents. Her hair was in fashioned in soft ringlets, softening her beautiful features. To look at her, no wonder would believe she had son of seventeen. "Sadie, please wake Draco, Hermione, Mike and Gabriella. Tell them that brunch will be served in 30 minutes."
"Yes, Madam." With a pop, the elf was gone. Narcissa surveyed her surroundings, brow furrowed; had she remembered everything? In the distance, she could hear Teddy 'talking'; she smiled happily as she walked to the main stairs.
"Good Morning Andi. Good Morning Teddi." He reached his arms out for Narcissa; she happily took the little boy who snuggled close to her in an attempt to pull her necklace.
"Cissy, do you need help with anything?"
"No, thank you, Andi. The elves have everything under control and I've been supervising since about 6ish." Andromeda looked at her in shock and concern. "Cissy, you shouldn't have done that. We're family, we're here to see you, not your house." Narcissa put her head down, as if being scolded by a parent.
"I know, I just want everything to be perfect."
"Cissy Love, we're together for the first time in years. There is nothing more perfect than that. Now, let's get this little man some breakfast. He's not going to wait until brunch." The ladies and Ted went to the kitchen and chatted; Eliza joined them a short while later.

Taking a sip of her coffee, Eliza turns to Narcissa, "So, Cissy, how serious are Draco and Hermione? Jon Michel said that he's really quite smitten with her." Narcissa smiled, knowingly; she knew her son's feelings for Hermione but she would only reveal so much. That was something private.
"She's very special to him; I've never seen him so happy." She may not reveal anything but she couldn't help but beam.
"Cissy, I've known Draco since he was very small. I've never seen him like this. He's like a different person when he's with her. He's so devoted to her."
Narcissa nodded, "He's like Lucius when he was young." Eliza and Andromeda looked at each other, dumbfounded; Eliza spoke first.
"You can't be serious, Cissy."
"Cis, the only parts of that boy that's Lucius are those beautiful silver eyes of his and that Quidditch build. Love, no matter how much he tried to hide it when he was young and no matter how much Lucius tried to force it out of him, he is you. His mannerisms, his tenderness, his devotion. All of it, it's all you, Narcissa. You can't see that?" Narcissa looked at them blankly. She had led such a weird, sheltered, almost scripted life for so long; she truly didn't recognize those characteristics in herself anymore. She just looked at her sister and sister in law, smiling.
"Thank you. You have no idea how much that means to me. I love you, both so much." Both Eliza and Andromeda lovingly squeezed Narcissa's hands, smiled her. They knew despite the affluent life that Narcissa had lead, it was far from easy living with Lucius. She was still becoming reacquainted with herself after many years. She truly didn't see what others saw in her. It saddened her sister and her sister-in-law.


Draco and Hermione walked into the kitchen, hand in hand; both in their pajamas. "Good Morning. Happy Christmas, everyone" Draco said, kissing each woman on the cheek before heading to the refrigerator to get the pumpkin juice for himself and the orange juice for Hermione.
"Good Morning and Happy Christmas, you two. We weren't expecting to see you for…a while." They both began to blush..
"Mother, brunch is always at 9am, right? We didn't want to be late." His mother walked over and touched his face gently, kissing him on the cheek.
"This is a very special Christmas, we can have brunch at anytime. Besides, Mike and Gabby aren't up yet."
"Hey! Yes, we are," entering, in their pajamas. "Good Morning and Happy Christmas, everyone. Did we miss the presents?" Everyone laughed.
Narcissa smiled, "Well, everyone's here, what are we waiting for. Let's open presents."

Hermione was so happy that Eliza and Narcissa loved their gifts. Andromeda and Teddy had received their gifts via owls a few days earlier. The couples had agreed not to exchange gifts, instead they were going to spend New Year's Eve in Paris together. Eliza gave her two books, works by Anton Checkhov and Henrik Isben. She couldn't wait to read them. Narcissa handed Hermione a small box, smiling at her. "I hope you like these, Dear." She opened the box and gasped.
"Cissy, they're beautiful… " Narcissa just beamed. In the box, a pair of pearl and sapphire earrings. Hers and Draco's birthstones. "It's so much.."
"No, dear, it really isn't. You have made my son happier than I've ever seen him in his entire life and you've been a blessed ray of sunshine to this family. You are truly the daughter that I've always wanted. This is the very least I can do for the woman who is such integral part of this family." Hermione blushed, wiping a stray tear away.

"Oh, my turn." Draco hands a package to Hermione. "I hope you like it, Love." All she could do was gasp when she opened the box.
"Draco, is this what I think it is?" He nods. She takes the book out of the box, running her hand over it gently like it was of porcelain. Everyone was looking from her to Draco, transfixed.
"Well, what is it?" Mike finally asked.
"Draco, how ever did you find this? I didn't know they still existed?" Hermione asked, completely ignoring Mike's question.
"One of mother's friends works with rare books. Do you like it?" She could only nod as she blinked away her tears. She gently flipped to her favorite passage and began reading aloud,

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints!---I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!---and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Hermione looked lovingly into Draco's eyes, smiling, tears streaming down her cheeks. He wiped away his tears not caring that everyone could see him crying. His heart was in his throat. He took her hand, kissing it gently. His voice barely above a whisper, "I love you."

"Sonnets from the Portuguese, how romantic." Narcissa dabbed her tears. Andi and Liza look at her.
"You didn't know what he bought her?" A look of surprise on Liza's face. Cissy shook her head, no, as she dabbed her eyes.
"He only asked me about my friend in the book industry, he never told me what he was looking for."
"Draco, is that a first edition book?" He only nodded as he knelt in front of Hermione, their foreheads resting together.

"Love, it's perfect. How did you know it's my favorite?"
"I know you. You're a part of me, remember?", kissing her on the lips, gently.
"I love you so much, Draco."
"I love you, Mia."

"Your turn, Draco." Hermione handed him the first box; New Quidditch gloves. Then the cufflinks, Draco beamed when he saw them. She knew him so well. Unlike most bloke's his age, he loved cufflinks. They had him feel grown up. Next, she gave him an autographed copy of Bridges of Madison County that he made him laugh. She knew the book made him cry, even if he didn't admit it. He kissed her, softly.
"Thank you, Love."
"You're welcome." She hugged him, and pressed her lips against his ear. "There's more but not now." She gave him a quick kiss and stood up. "Cissy, do you need any help with brunch?"
"Oh no, Hermione, dear, everything is all set. If everyone is ready, let's eat."

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After brunch everyone went their separate ways until dinnertime. Hermione quietly led Draco to their bedroom. She walked him to the bed and sat down. He looked at her, lovingly. "Thank you for a wonderful Christmas, Draco. I love you so much." He shivered as she kissed him softly on the lips.
"There's more, love. I hope you like it." He handed her one more small box. She looked at him, both shocked and excited. Draco's heart was racing. Hermione opened the wrapping paper carefully then opened the box. She gasped softly at the contents. "Draco, is it like our bracelets?" He nodded. She gently runs her fingers over the pendant. Carved deeply into the gold and platinum; a couple in loving embrace. She took the necklace out of the box and laid it across their hands; it began to glow as it split into two necklaces. Like the bracelets, Draco's was platinum, with a carved Slytherin snake and Hermione's was gold with a carved Gryffindor Lion. When they turned the pendants over the words sent shivers through both of them.

...will protect me and thee when we are absent one from another.

"It's beautiful. Thank you, Love."
Draco kissed Hermione's pendant before placing it around her neck. As his lips touched the pendant he closed his eyes, "May my love protect my beloved Mia from now until the end of time." Hermione did the same, pressing the pendant to her lips, "May my love protect my beloved Dragon for all eternity." As before, the joined the two pieces, watching them glow. When the pendant separated again, they placed the necklaces on each other. They both can feel the warmth of the pendants slowly permeating their bodies. Draco kissed Hermione's forehead, making her blush at the simple loving gesture.

"It's my turn, Love." She smiled at him, kissing softly on the lips before she walked over to her night stand, taking out something Draco couldn’t see.

"What did you do, my beautiful witch? You are the best Christmas gift that I could ever ask for." She leaned in and kissed him.
"Draco, I've been looking forward to this so much. Please don't spoil it for me." Her eyes were twinkling with excitement.
"I'm sorry, Mia. I don't want to spoil your fun." He touched her face gently; smiling at her. She takes out a small velvet box, handing it to him as she sat down. Draco looks at her, looks at the box, then back at her.
"Well, open it, Silly." Hermione was brimming with excitement.

Draco slowly opens the box and he gasps, audibly. "Mia, it's beautiful." He takes the ring out of the box; the ring gets warm in his hand. "It's from that store, isn't it?" She nodded. Draco takes her hand; placing it on top on his, covering the ring. The ring separates into two rings. As they both read the inscription, shivers run down their spines.

Two become one. Love eternal.

They kissed the rings and recited the inscription before placing them on each other's right ring finger. They rested their foreheads together as they held hands. Draco and Hermione could feel their hearts beating as one; they were shrouded in warm, comforting stillness. The rings glowed, sending warmth through their entire bodies. Their kisses were soft and gentle. Their hands caressed each other lovingly, enjoying this warm feeling.
"Draco?"
"Yes, Love."
"Why is this happening?"
"Because we love each other."
"It's gotta be more than that. The jewelry, the connection, it means something. You know it does."
Draco sighed quietly. He knew her brain was churning. Translation: the erection that the wonderful warm feeling helped foster was going to go neglected while Hermione brain went into overdrive.

She got up and started to pace as she spoke. "Ok, let's break this down, this all started in Cannes when you bought the bracelets. That store and the woman, Nana. The bracelets, maybe that's what helped our connection become so intense, so fast. But how is that possible? How can we find out? Who would know?" Her hands were flailing about as she spoke, not really to Draco, more like thinking out loud. Draco was now leaning against the headboard with a pillow in his lap, hoping behind all hope that he could will away his erection. Unfortunately for him, one of the things he found most attractive about Hermione was her intelligence. When she was deep in thought like this, all he wanted to do was break her concentration by nibbling her neck, or sucking her nipples or burying his face between those beautiful creamy thighs. Thinking about this was not helping; he sighed quietly and tried to listen as she spoke.

"Draco, are you listening to me?" Hermione was standing with her hands on her hips.
"Love, I'm trying, I'm really trying," as he shifted, uncomfortably on the bed.
"Draco.." She walked over to the bed, with an exasperated look on her face; he snaked his arm around her waist, pulling her close and kissing her collarbone. Melting her annoyance and her will simultaneously.

"Mia, I know you need answers and so do I. We will get them, I promise. We can go find this Nana person and see what she knows. I will be Bess to your Nancy Drew, just not today." Hermione starred at him in shock. "Yes, I've actually read a couple of those books too. Now please, my love, it's Christmas, our very first Christmas together. All I want right now is to is remove these cumbersome pajamas, take you into our bed and worship every inch of your beautiful body." Hermione was melting into Draco's arms as he spoke. He continued to kiss her as he unbuttoned her pajama top, sliding it down off of her shoulders. "You are the love of my life, Mia. I don't know the perfect words to use to convey how deeply I love you. I can only show you how much I love you." Draco slide her pajama pants off of her hips, they fell to the floor puddling around her feet. "I can show you with my mouth when I kiss you." He pulled her close, swirling his tongue around hers; tasting every corner of her mouth. "I can show you with hands when caress your body and your supple breasts." Hermione whimpers as he ran his thumb across her nipple as he fondled the full of her breasts then down her smooth torso. "I can show you with my mouth on your sensitive nipples." As Draco took her nipple into his mouth, he pulled her closer to him to keep her from falling. He swirled his tongue gently around her Hermione's over sensitive nipple, making her whimper; she began to run her fingers thru his soft, flaxen hair. As he moved his attention to her other nipple, she sighed his name as softly as a prayer as he lavished her nipple with his skilled tongue. Draco kissed her softly on the lips then stood before her. Slowly, Hermione removed his t-shirt, placing kisses up and down his chest. Draco did his best not to lose his balance as he felt her warm hands slide her hands into his pants, fondling his sex before sliding them down and letting them fall to the floor. He stepped out them, then helped Hermione onto the bed before climbing in next to her. They lie face to face, as Draco caressed the soft curves of Hermione's body.

"You are so beautiful, Mia. I must have been blind for the past six years not to notice how beautiful you are." Hermione just looked at him, every time he had his revelations it always warmed her heart. For so many years she had hoped and prayed for one kind word or even a simple smile from him that never came. Now, she was laying in their bed, listening to him tell her that she's beautiful and that he loved her. The little girl that he made cry so many times was finally healing; she finally felt loved. Draco slid closer to Hermione, gently rolling her onto her back. As he stroked her hair and face, he couldn't help but smile at her. She trusted him completely. After everything he had said, after all of the mean things he had done to her and her friends, she not only forgave him, she loved him and trusted him completely. Draco leaned in and kissed Hermione ever so softly on the lips. "You make me want to be a better man, Mia. I want to be the man that you see, not that one everyone else sees." He accioed the stereo remote to him and turned on the stereo. "I heard this song a little while ago and it's been like an earworm ever since. I hear this song and I think of you, us…
It's better at saying all of the things I can't. Just listen and feel."

And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

Draco kissed her passionately then moved down Hermione's body, lingering on her breasts before setting between her legs. He kissed her inner thighs as his hands explored her soft skin. She sighed softly as his tongue began to explore her intimate folds. Hermione rocked her hips in time with his fingers as Draco steadily pumped them into her wet pussy while gently sucking her sensitive nub. She could only whimper; she was on sensory overload. Hearing these words, knowing that he meant them for her, to feel him love her with his entire heart, body, mind and soul. It was more than she could imagine, better than her wildest dream.

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

Draco slid up her body and entered her slowly as he kissed her passionately. "I love you, Mia, so much… Gods, I love you so much." His thrusts were slow and deep; she could feel every inch of his long, thick shaft sheathed within her. Her senses were heightened; every touch was ecstasy. Hermione was dizzy from everything she was feel.

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive

Draco rolled them over so Hermione was on top of him. He sat up, holding Hermione in arms, she rode his cock slowly, savoring every second, every inch. He wrapped his lips around her nipple, Hermione gasped, speeding up her tempo, her face pointed upward, eyes closed as tears of joys streamed down her face.

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

"My beautiful Mia, I love how you feel, I love how you taste. Come for me, my beautiful angel, come for me." Hermione could feel her entire body tensing and the warmth in pit of her stomach becoming a burning heat that washed over her body. She began to tremble as her walls tightened around him as continued to ride him.
"OOOOHHHH DRACO!!! YYYYYYEEEESSSSS!!!!!!" Her orgasm felt like it went on forever, as Draco took her nipple into his mouth, once again, sucking hard. Hermione screamed as energy rush through her body; she couldn't get enough of it, she rode him harder and faster desperate to make the feeling last. Draco could feel that his orgasm was right the edge; when she screamed, he could feel her sweet nectar fill his mouth. He drank it down like a man dying of thirst. He could feel waves of energy rush through his body like electricity coming from within Hermione into him. He let out a loud growl like an animal possessed as he came harder than he ever thought possible. But it didn't stop, as their bodies trembled, they could only hold each other as the waves of orgasmic pleasure consumed them. Tears were streaming down both of their faces, the intensity was overwhelming.
"Don't let go, Draco. Please don't let go."
"I'll never let you go, Love. Never."

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am


They closed their eyes as wave after wave of pleasure consumed then everything changed. Their moans momentarily changed to a quiet gasp at the visions before them. A young blond mother handing her naked newborn son to an older witch. The witch spoke but they can't hear her words; she touches the infant's right upper arm with his wand leaving a heart shaped mark. The scene changes, a young brunette father handing his naked newborn daughter to the older wizard, accompanied by the older witch. He places a golden locket around the infant's necklace; again the wizard speaks but they can't hear his words. He touches her head with the wand then the locket. The same mark appears on the infant's upper right arm. Then moments of their lives flashed before their eyes like a movie on super fast forward. The last images they saw, clasped hands, an infant with the same heart shaped mark, and the golden locket. Suddenly, a jolt of energy rushed through both of their bodies like being struck with a bolt of lightning. Draco laid back, pulling Hermione down with him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly; he could hear her crying softly. He could only kiss her softly on her head and hold her. He had no comforting words for her right now. His emotions were as raw as hers, as his tears fell freely. This was so much more than either of them expected and neither of them expected it. Draco whispered a spell and the blankets came up to cover them. He rolled them on their sides so their face to face, their eyes glistening. Hermione was still trembling as Draco gently stroked her face. She tried to speak but Draco put his finger to her lips and shook his head, no. He pulled her flush against him, kissing her forehead. That was all it took, Hermione started to sob; her emotions were too much for her. She didn't understand what was happening, her head was spinning. Draco turned her face so she was looking into his eyes. Without words, he gave her all of the comfort and reassurance she desperately needed by stroking her face softly, wiping away her tears.
They held each other and fell fast asleep, all of their energy spent.

Author's Notes:
The inscription on the pendants: adapted from the Mizpah
Song: Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls