If This Were A Normal Day...

I don’t own Harry Potter, but I wish I did. I’d take good care of him.
Chapter 16
Realization

Hermione and Draco looked at each other in fear for a moment.

“I suppose I’d better go talk to her.” he said, getting up and walking toward the portrait hole.

He stepped out, trying hard to conceal the fact that Hermione was inside and looked at McGonagall. Her lips were pursed in a very thin line and her eyes narrowed at the sight of him.

“Wow, she\'s pissed..” he thought.

“Mr. Malfoy,” she began. “Would you please explain to me what that horrific display in the Great Hall was about?”

Draco swallowed hard, trying to carefully word his sentence.

“I’m sorry...” he said. “I guess Pansy just finally got to me. I really didn’t mean to grab her.”

“Lie, Draco, lie! Get her out of here!” the little voice in his mind cried.

“Well, I would appreciate it if, in the future, you could find it in yourself to keep your hands off the other students. Professor Snape has kept you out of hot water this time, but next time I will personally make sure there are serious consequences, do I make myself perfectly clear?” she asked.

“Crystal, ma’am.” he stated with a smile.

McGonagall turned and marched out of the common room.

Draco walked over and sat down on the couch, breathing a sigh of relief.

Hermione’s head poked out of his bedroom.

“Is everything okay?” she asked cautiously.

“Yea, everything’s alright. I thought for sure she was coming to question me about the baby.” he replied.

“Oh, well, if not that, then what did she want?” Hermione asked curiously.

“Oh, it was just the whole Pansy thing this morning.” he said, leaning his head against the back of couch and closing his eyes.

Hermione walked over and seated herself next to him.

He raised his head and grinned at her, before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a straddling position on his lap.

Hermione placed soft kisses on his collar bone, letting them trail all the way up to his ear.

“I’ve missed you, you know.” she whispered softly.

He smirked at her and raised an eyebrow while pulling her closer to him.

“Well, I’ve missed you too.” he said.

She smiled and leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

He placed a hand behind her neck and kissed back, enjoying the sensation of the kisses he had missed so much.

She pulled away when she felt his tongue enter her mouth and slid off his lap, back onto the cushion beside him.

His eyes snapped open and he began to whine incoherently.

“What?” she asked innocently.

“But....I.....we were.....” he stuttered.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she said, giving him a mock look of confusion.

She started to get up, but before her butt left the cushion, her grin gave her away.

Draco’s arms snatched out and tackled her back down onto the couch.

He crawled on top of her and began to tickle her unmercifully.

“Stop!” she managed to choke out between laughs. “I can’t breathe.”

He stopped tickling her, but didn’t get off her. Instead, he stared at her.

Her cheeks were flushed pink from laughter. Her silky hair was spread all around her, framing her body in soft curls. Her large caramel eyes looked at him curiously.

“What are you looking at?” she asked, giving him the beautiful smile he loved so much.

“You’re beautiful.” he whispered.

Hermione laughed.

“Are you still going to feel that way about me when I’m big and fat?” she asked, taking her arms and folding them behind her head.

“My child is growing inside you. You’ll never be fat. You’ll always be beautiful to me.”

She opened her mouth to speak, but it was quickly covered by Draco’s.

Sighing softly, Hermione took her arms from behind her head and wrapped them around Draco’s neck, returning the kiss.

His kisses trailed down to her neck, sucking and biting gently.

She groaned when she felt his kisses reach her cleavage. He found the hem of her top and pushed it up, revealing her bare breasts.

He covered one of them with his mouth and began to lightly lick at it with his tongue.

Hermione’s body began to squirm underneath him as she sighed and tangled her fingers in his hair.

It had been a whole month since they had been together and obviously he wasn’t the only one who had missed it.

He removed his mouth from her breast and Hermione frowned at the loss of contact.

His soft kisses trailed down her tummy to her pants where he untied the drawstring of her soft pajama pants with his teeth.

She felt his hands run over her hips before grabbing her pants and giving them a hard tug downward.

Her breathing was growing unsteady as she felt his soft kisses on her inner thighs.

She felt him slide her panties down her thighs and off her body, before returning to gently kiss and suck on her inner thighs.

His kisses grew closer and closer between her legs.....she closed her eyes and waited for them to make contact....but they simply moved back to her thighs, repeating the process.

Her body was involuntarily squirming from want and he was teasing her.

“Please..” she groaned softly.

“Hmm? What was that?” he asked between kisses.

“I said please!” she whined, grasping for his head.

He successfully dodged her hands.

“One more time, please?” he asked, grinning into her thigh.

“Just do it damn it!” she cried, followed by a gasp as Draco’s mouth immediately covered her clit and began to suck. He slipped an arm under her thighs and lifted her bottom up for better access, letting her long legs rest over his shoulders.

His tongue swirled around it, causing soft “oooh”’s and “Aaah”’s to escape Hermione’s lips.

Her hands founded his hair and wound her fingers through it. His mouth felt so good.

Hermione wished it could go on for hours, but her body soon tensed and dug her heels into his back as her orgasm over took her body.

She lay there, panting with her body glistening lightly with sweat. He kissed slowly back up her body, pausing briefly to remove his shirt. When he leaned back on to her, she could feel his erection against her stomach.

Hermione’s hands wandered over his bare chest and back, then down his stomach to his belt. She undone it and let her fingers dance across, just barely underneath the waistband of his boxers.

She whispered “The Itsy Bitsy Spider” as her fingers crept further in. They danced around his base and she felt his body stiffen and jerk slightly. Draco’s face was buried in her neck.

“Oh Merlin...oh Merlin...” he was panting softly.

She wrapped her hand around him, stroking slowly, but quickly took it away.

He whined in protest and tried to grab for her hand to return it to his pants, but she wiggled it away, using it instead to push down his pants and boxers.

He immediately pushed her thighs apart and massaged outside her entrance with the tip of his dick, enjoying the feeling of her wetness.

It only lasted for a few seconds before plunging deep inside. Her back arched and she let out a long groan. It had been so long since they had last been together and it took her a moment to become re-accustomed to the feeling of him inside her. His arms were wrapped tightly around her, holding himself deep within her, like a child who had just found his long lost security blanket.

Finally, she closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around him, signaling it was okay to begin moving. His fingers were digging hard into her sides and his face was buried in her neck, groaning softly into her ear, letting himself slide all the way out of her before plunging back inside. Her hips were bucking against his and her mouth was kissing and sucking on his neck.

But when he raised up to reposition himself, Hermione wiggled out of his grasp.

He had the look on his face of that of a small child who’s candy had just been jerked away from him. He grabbed wildly for Hermione’s hips to bring her back into position, but she successfully dodged him.

He looked at her, bewildered.

“I’ve decided” she began, giving him an evil grin. “That you’re not allowed to touch me.”

She let her fingers trail down between her legs and began to rub, periodically letting her fingers slip in and out of herself, while massaging her breast with the other hand.

She closed her eyes and moaned loudly.

“Ooooh, oh Draco!”

He made another wild attempt to pull her back to him, but was pushed away roughly.

He whined and pouted as he watched her pleasuring herself on the couch in front of him. He periodically tried to work his fingers in, only to have them smacked away.

After enduring several minutes of her little show, he couldn’t take it anymore. He roughly seized her hips and dragged her back to him. She playfully fought and tried to move away, but he was stronger. He turned her onto her tummy and pulled her hips up to him before re-entering her roughly, but all the while making sure not to hurt her.

Hermione smiled and backed her bottom up against him, rolling her hips and groaning at the feeling of him deep inside of her.

Draco once again began to thrust, both of them groaning along with the rhythm of their bodies.

Right when he just started to get into it, Hermione once again, raised up and pushed him out of her.

He was on the brink of tears from want of her, thinking that she was once again going to tease him, but was relieved when she pushed him backward onto the couch and climbed on top of him.

Draco kept his eyes open, watching every move she made. The way she leaned her head back and bit her bottom lip. The way her breasts bounced with every thrust. The light beads of sweat that were running down her body.

He reached out and grabbed her hips, forcing her to bounce faster.

He could tell by the way her body was tensing that she was close to her climax, which was good because so was he.

She scratched her fingernails down his chest and groaned loudly as she came. Her body was throbbing and clenching around him and it was more than he could handle.

He pushed her forward and thrust hard and deep inside of her while releasing.

They both lay on the couch, drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Hermione leaned forward and nestled her head against his neck.

“I love you...” Draco whispered into her ear.

Hermione was slightly taken aback. He had never said this to her before and she wasn’t quite sure how to respond.

“Um...I love you too.” she whispered back softly.

He could hear the uncertainty in her voice and he sat her up to look into her face.

“If you don’t mean it, you don’t have to say it.” he stated. He had a look on his face that Hermione couldn’t quite register. It was a mixture of embarrassment, disappointment, and just a tiny hint of anger.

“No, no!” Hermione cried. “I mean it. I do love you. I do. You just surprised me, that\'s all.”

He smiled back softly and placed another soft kiss on her lips, cradling her against his chest.

They were so content they were so content in each others arms, they didn’t notice the other presence in the room.