Behind Closed Doors

Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in updating, folks. Writer's block and life got in the way. My apologizes.

Draco's sleep wasn't not a sound one. Images of his childhood played through his mind; some familiar, some unfamiliar. Narcissa cradling him in her arms, singing to him. Her kissing his right upper arm when he was an infant. Seeing himself playing in Grandmother Black's study; sleeping on his grandparents' bed. Then he saw a familiar elderly Witch with his mother and his grandmother. He sat straight up in bed, his heart racing, perspiration glistening on his forehead and chest. Slowly, Draco ran his hand over his upper arm. With a shaky hand, he raised for his wand on the bedside table. He pointed it at his upper arm and whispering a revealing spell. He felt his arm grow warm then hot, almost burning his skin. He grabbed his upper arm, trying to ease the pain. Then suddenly, the pain stopped completely. Draco's heart was beginning to race even faster. He removed his hand and looked at his arm. There, tucked close to his arm pit was a birthmark shaped like a heart. His head was spinning as the questions began to flow. As he ran his fingers through his hair, he glanced to his right. His heart immediately skipped a beat; Hermione wasn't in bed. Draco tried not to panic, 'she probably just in the loo.'

"Mia…" he called, trying not to sound needy and panic.

"Draco, I'm here." His eyes scanned to dimly lit room until his eyes found her form, perched on the couch, wrapped in a fluffy blanket. He let out the breath he didn't realize he'd been holding as he through back the covers and moved towards her.

Hermione smiled as her man came towards her, a sad smile, but a smile nonetheless. She loved watching Draco moved. His walk was so proud, so confident even when he was sleepy. The sunlight streamed in the window, silhouetting his muscular body as he walked toward her. He knelt in front of her, bringing her hands to his lips.
"Love, what's wrong? Why aren't you in bed?" He tried not to look worried but he couldn’t hide the concerned tone in his voice.

"I'm ok, Draco." He gave her a look of disbelief and she smiled sheepishly. He knew her too well sometimes. He lifted her chin so they were eye to eye. "I had a dream…it upset me a bit and I didn't want to wake you."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Hermione shook her head, no, her nose was pink from crying. "Come here, Love." Draco slid her over on the couch, Hermione immediately melted into his arms. "Shhh, Love. I've got you…" He had no idea why she was so sad he just held her until she was able to tell him.

Hermione took a slow, deep breath then let it out. "Draco, I need to go home for a little while."

"What?" He couldn’t hide the sound of panic in his voice.

"I need to go home to my parents' house for a little while."
"Why? What did I do? I thought you were having a good time? I thought you were happy here with me?" Panic was written all over his face. Hermione gently stroked his cheek and looked into his eyes.

"Draco, Love, calm down. You're coming with me. I just need to look for some pictures and stuff, that's all." She studied his face closely. "Why would you ever think I wasn't happy with you?" Draco tried his best to look away from her but Hermione wouldn't let him. "Draco?"

"Stupid insecurities?"

"You're anything but insecurity, Love." Draco nearly snorted.

"Mia, you say you know me?" Hermione looked at him, confused. Draco kissed her on the head. "When do you want to go to your parents' house?” doing his best to change the subject.

"What do you mean I don't know you?" Draco rolled his eyes. He inadvertently opened up a can of worms.

"It's not important, Love, I was just kidding."

"No, you weren't. Tell me what you were talking about." Draco sighed, heavily.

"Ok, Fine. You do know me, in some ways, better than I know myself. But in other ways, you totally overestimate me." Hermione opened her mouth to speak but he put his finger to her lips to silence her. "There's only one thing in the world I'm insecure about. You." She looked at him, confused. "We've come a long way in our relationship but our history still haunts me. I worry that you're going to come to your senses and as muggles says 'kick me to the curve'.

Hermione smiled, she wasn't going to correct him; she thought it was cute when he messed up muggle sayings. "Love, you have nothing to be insecure about. I love you with all my heart, and I'm keeping you, no matter what." Draco smiled a very relieved smile.

"Draco, can we go after dinner. It's almost 430pm, dinner in about 30 minutes or so."

"Ok, Mia, but why so soon?"

"Can I explain when we get there?" He nodded and kissed her on the head.

"Do I have time to take a shower before dinner?"

"Yes, we have time to take a shower. A 'quickie' shower, ok?"

"Mia, I didn't know you liked 'quickies'?", giving her a sly look.

"Hey, if you're gonna prance around in front of me sans clothes, and not expect me to at least want a 'quickie', you don't know me very well, Lover." Draco pressed his warm lips against the curl of her ear, kissing it gently.

"I know you very well, Lover. And I don't prance." He pulled her closer to him. "I love seeing that beautiful smile of yours." Draco tipped her head back slightly, kissing her softly on the lips.

Hermione sighs, "Wow…" Draco smiles.

"Wow what?"

"Every time I think I can't love you anymore, I look into those beautiful eyes of yours and you kiss me with those delicious lips; I fall in love with you even more", he smiled and kissed her again as his hands began to explore her body. Hermione moaned soft as Draco's warm hands cupped her breasts, gently rolling her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Draco kissed down her to the sensitive spot at the base of her neck, just below her ear.

"That's cheating, Mr. Malfoy." Draco smirked as he sunk his teeth into her neck, making Hermione whimper in surrender.

"I'm a Slytherin, Lover, have you ever known me to play fair?"

"No…" was her breathy reply. Draco's hands snaked down between Hermione's legs. With a feather light touch, he ran his fingers over her thighs. That was the only coaxing she needed, Hermione spread her legs for him, eagerly awaiting his touch.

"What do you want, Mia?" His voice was deep and hoarse with lust. "Tell me what you want, Lover…"
"Touch me, Draco. I want your fingers inside of me." His erection was now painful; Hermione hardly ever spoke like this so it was ever hotter. He slid his fingers inside of her, masterfully working her into a frenzy in record time.

"Draco…I'm so close…don't stop…don't stop."

Hermione's eyes were closed, her head back, mouth open as her orgasm washed over her, slowly at first. Then she heard Draco's voice in her ear.

"That's it, my beautiful witch. Come for me…" Hermione could only whimper and moan as her body twitched. "I love watching you come, Lover." Hermione whimpered and began to tremble..

"Draco…I'm…I'm…" she screamed, arched her back as her walls tightened around his fingers. When she finally came down, he breathing was labored as she rested her head against his chest. Hermione lazily gazed up at Draco as he began to lick her juices off of his fingers; sending shivers down her back.

Without a word, Draco picked Hermione up and carried her back to their bed. He could feel the heat from her sacred core as he positioned himself between her legs. She smiled at him, gently poking him in the side, "I thought we were going to take a shower so we can get ready for dinner…"

"We will." He kisses her passionately as he enters her slowly. Hermione gasped as Draco filled her, making her feel complete. She held his face in her hands, looking deep into his eyes.

"Thank you…" Draco looked at her, confused.

"Thank you? For what?"

"Thank you for loving me."

"Loving you was the easy part. Letting you out of my sight is the difficult part."

Draco devoured her mouth as their tongues playfully fought for dominance. Hermione rocked her hips in time with his thrusts as his warm hands lovingly caressed her body. As his kisses traveled down her throat, she moaned with pleasure as she pressed her heels into his bum, taking him deeper as she tightened around him.

"Gods, Mia… You feel so good." Hermione could feel Draco's hot breath on her ear. "I love you…Gods, I love you so much, Hermione…"

Hermione could barely whisper, her body consumed with passion. "Oh Draco…I love you." She took his face in her hands, looking deep into his eyes. "Make me come, Lover…I want us to come together." Draco's heart began to race as he kissed her deeply, his thrusts, slow and gently at first. He drew back; kissing her on the forehead, then looked into her eyes and smiled.

"Are you ready, Mia?" She nodded, after that she could only squeak. Draco, slide her legs over his forearms and began to thrust into her deeply, picking up the pace. Hermione tightened around him as she began to moan and scream, biting his shoulder trying to stifle her sounds.

"Oh Draco, yes…Don't stop…More…More…Oh Gods…" Her body began to tremble violently as her pussy milked his cock, bringing him to the edge much faster than he was expecting. Draco hissed as Hermione sunk her teeth into his shoulder. He roared as he exploded inside of her; his muscles locking as he mind went completely blank. Draco collapsed on top of Hermione and smothering her face and next with kisses. "I love you, so much."

Draco lay with his head on Hermione's chest, listening to her heart beating as he stroked her side. She ran her fingers through his hair, relaxing and finding comfort in his touch. "Love, it's almost time for dinner. We need to get up."

"I know, just a few more minutes, Mia." Draco sighed.

"We don't want to keep everyone waiting."

"Ok, Love," he kissed between her breasts as he ran his hands along the sides of her breasts, making her sigh. "I'm going to get in the shower; I'll be right back." Hermione moaned softly at his touch.

"You're cruel, Malfoy, you know that don't you?" He smiled at her naked form as he stood next to the bed. "You know what your touch does to me." The smile morphed into a smirk.

"Whatever do you mean, Granger? Do tell…" Hermione sat up on elbows, looking him straight in the eye and smirking back at him.

"My pussy starts dripping wet whenever you touch me…Maybe I should just stop wearing knickers completely…Then I can just slide that delicious cock of yours inside of me whenever you get me wet and 'randy' like this."

"Granger…" Draco's voice had a slightly warning tone to it. "No playing like that…" His cock was getting hard again and he didn't want to spend Christmas dinner concealing an erection.

Hermione batted her eye lashes at her boyfriend coy, "Love, whatever you mean?" She dramatically through back the covers and sensually slide her hands over her body and stretched, momentarily mesmerizing Draco, blew him a kiss and ran into the washroom. Draco growled as he walked towards the washroom door.

"You're so gonna pay for that one, Granger." Draco took a deep cleansing breath. Why did she have to be so bloody sexy? All she had to do is smile at him and he was done. Worse yet, when she was playful like this, he just wanted to shag her senseless. 'Damn Malfoy…No girl has ever made you this horny.'

"Can't hear you, Love, I'm in the shower…" Draco throw open the washroom door, walked to the shower, and opened the glass shower door. Hermione could only let out a squeak before Draco had her pinned to wall. He was hungrily sucking on her neck as lifted her leg to his waist. Instinctively, Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist as Draco entered her roughly.

"You shouldn't tease me, Granger." Her eyes were closed, mouth open as she relished every penetrating thrust. "You know I don't like to be teased…" Hermione gasped as she held Draco tight, her orgasm washed over her like an erupting volcano. She pressed her lips to his ear, licked and biting it gently.

"Who says I’m teasing…I got what I wanted, didn’t I? Besides, when you fuck me like this, I would have to disagree with that, Lover. You like being teased" A primal growl came from deep in Draco's throat as he thrusts became more frenzied.

"M..M..Mia!!!" His body shook as he came deep inside of her, bringing Hermione to orgasm again as well. They rested their heads together, as they caught their breath. "That was so bloody hot!" Draco ran his hands over Hermione's body, as he placed baby kisses all over her face.

"So, am I still gonna pay?" Hermione teased.

Draco gave her a smirk, "Insatiable, aren't we?"

"Always."

Hermione could only grin as she let her feet fall to the floor and handed him his washcloth and soap. They finished their shower and got dress, making sure to stay on opposite sides of the bedroom in order to resist temptation. Hermione wore a short, black strapless dress with strappy sandals. She added a pair of gold earrings to accompany her wonderful jewelry from Draco and her outfit was complete. Hermione pulled her hair into a neat French twist. As she was checking herself in the mirror he walked up behind her and kissed her neck gently.

"Beautiful, just beautiful."

"Thank you, Love. You look quite handsome yourself." Draco stepped back and turned around for her. He was dressed in black dress pants, a tuxedo style shirt with his new cufflinks, a black form-fitting robe that resembled a tuxedo jacket.

"Should I put on the matching robe?" She looked at him, concerned.

"As your lover, hell no, I want to be able to kiss those sexy shoulders at my whim. As a Malfoy, probably, Christmas dinner is definitely a formal affair." Hermione nodded and started to put on the accompanying crimson with gold accents robe that clasped under her breasts. Draco helped her put on the robe and after some adjustments she checked herself in the mirror.

"I think it's ok."

“Much better than ok, Love.” He kissed her cheek lovingly.

They went downstairs for dinner after having a drink in the study with family. Narcissa gave each of them their final gifts, the family photo albums. Hermione and Gabby sat on the loveseat flipping through the books while Mike and Draco chatted over a glass of fire whiskey.

Hermione gasped as she turned the page. “Oh My Gods!” She shut the book, quickly. Gabby looked at her, confused.

“What? You didn’t like the picture.” Hermione leaned over and whispered in her ear.

“He got pictures of us…when we were kissing in the kitchen. Explicit pictures.” Gabby looked at her, still not understanding what she’s taking about. Hermione sighs, exasperated that she had to explain this. “Do you remember when everyone left the kitchen and Draco and I were kissing?” Gabby nodded. Well, we were both really…” Gabby’s mouth hung open as her hand covered it.

“We were both really horny before we came downstairs.”

“Exactly.”

“And Narcissa told that guy to take pictures… Candid pictures…”

“Uh-huh.”

“Did you guys…in the kitchen?”

“No!! But…” Hermione opened the book, and Gabby gasped.

“Ok… Yes, that’s really embarrassing but…the picture is really hot.”

“GABBY!!”

“What? It’s true… I’m not related to either of you, I can say that you guys look hot.”

“I’m so embarrassed.”

“Why? From what I can tell, each album was made specifically for each person or couple. It’s not like Narcissa saw the pictures…Although she may have the negatives. It’s not like she doesn’t know you’re shagging her son.” Hermione’s eyes nearly bulge out of her head..

“Gabby!”

“Why are you being such a prude, Mia, when I know you’re not? That man makes your panties wet just by thinking about him and someone caught it on film, so what?

Hermione buried her face in her hands. She was so embarrassed. Gabby gestured to Draco and Mike as she took the book off of Hermione’s lap.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.
Gabby opened to the picture then closed the book. Draco simply shook his head. Mike saw the picture and before they could stop him, he bellowed,

“Man, that’s totally hot!!” Hermione groaned. Draco gave Mike a dirty look as did Gabby.

“Mia, it’s no big deal.”

“What if your mother sees that picture? She’s gonna think I’m a harlot.”

“Harlot?” Draco tried not to snicker. “I doubt that, Love. We got a bit carried away, yes, but I wasn’t shagging you on the butcher block, so you haven’t earned ‘harlot’ status.” Hermione gave him a venomous look.

“Not fun, Draco…” He kissed her on the head as he massaged the back of her neck.

“Sorry, Love.”

Narcissa stood up and announced that dinner was being served. Draco let out a small sigh of relief. Dinner would get Hermione’s mind off of the photo album. Before they went into then dining room, he had Sadie take their album to their room so his aunts wouldn’t look at it, accidentally.

Dinner was lovely. Narcissa was all smiles, surrounded by her family. After a dessert of plum pudding, chocolate cake and a berry trifle, every retired to the study to relax. Hermione looked at Draco then squeezed his hand.

“Can we go?” He nodded and kissed her hand.

“Let me tell Mother where we’re going so she doesn’t worry. Do you know how long we’ll be?” She shook her head no. “Ok, I’ll be right back.”

Narcissa was sitting near the fire, playing with Teddy; Draco sat next to her. “Mother, Hermione and I are going out for a little while.” She looked at him, shocked and disappointed. “Hermione wants to go to her parents’ house for a little while. She knows that they’re not there but it’s something she needs to do.” Narcissa just nodded; she could understand Hermione’s need to go to her family’s home today of all day. As much as they have included her in their family, she still misses her mum and dad.

“Try not to stay out too late, ok?” Draco nodded and kissed his mother on the head.

“Are you ready to go, Mia?” He pressed his lips close to her ears so no one would hear him.

“I want to change into something more comfortable, ok? Can we leave in 15 minutes?”
“I’ll go up with you. Is your parents’ house on the Floo network?”

“Yes but it’s secured. Only I can use it until I turn off the wards on the other end. We should get going.”

Draco and Hermione changed quickly and used fireplace in Narcissa’s study to floo to her parents’ house. As much as she tried to hide it, Hermione was very nervous about going to her parents’ house but she didn’t know why. For some reason, she had a feeling that this visit was going to change everything.

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What's next:
What will Hermione find at her parents' house?