Conventions, Clubs and Caresses

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Wow, two updates in one week.

Although I don't like the way this chapter went, just ignore it, I had to get it out of my head (also I've been sucked into Pansy's Volcano for two days)

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Okay without further ado:



Chapter 17





Molly was crouched on the floor, her face scrunched up in pain, her mouth open as the loud wails fled her body as if a demon were being cast out. Ginny was huddled in a corner watching her mother as giant tears rained down her face. Harry sat so still she thought maybe someone had hexed him with an ‘immobilous’ charm.

She could feel Remus’ arms awrap around her and whisper in her ear, Ron is gone, Ron is gone, . . .gone, . . .gone.

Suddenly she was in Draco’s room next to her own, he wasn’t there either, she curled up on his bed waiting, waiting, waiting,



Hermione woke up with a sob lodged in her throat, her body was shaking and drenched in sweat. Her eyes darted around the room, slowly it came back to her, she’d had a nightmare, an all too familiar one at that.



Her movement must had alerted Draco for he was reaching out to caress her shoulder and whispering for her to come back to him. His touch was calming and she could feel her heartbeat begin to slow to an even pace. She reclined back onto her pillow, her eyes wide with sorrow at having to relive that awful day.



“Are you okay” he whispered in her ear, wrapping his arm tightly around her waist he pulled her even closer to his warm body.



“You’re drenched, what’s wrong?” his eyes opened when he felt her damp skin under his fingers. Leaning over her he placed soft kisses on her shoulder, his hand was making gentle circles on her navel, trying to calm her.



“Nothing, it was just a bad dream, that’s all” she looked away from him as her eyes filled with tears. She felt horrible, for just a moment she had realized that it wasn’t Ron’s death that had made her sad, it was the fact that Draco had left her without a word, never said goodbye. She hadn’t seen or heard of him in the last five years, until that fateful day in the Café’.



“Shh, it’s just a dream, it’s not real” he was wide awake now and wanted nothing more than to comfort this woman he loved with all of his heart. He was cradling her in his arms now, not wanting to ever let go.



“Do you want to talk about it?” he broached lightly, knowing that he always felt better if he got it off his chest, rather than keep it bottled up and finally dealing with the aftermath of the explosion that was sure to happen eventually.



“I, . . it was. . .’that’ night. . .” she whispered so softly he had to strain to hear her even though she was so close he could almost taste the salt in her unshed tears.



“oh” he swallowed a large dry lump in his throat. He knew exactly what she was talking about. It hurt him to see her in such pain then, that was why he had to leave. He couldn’t give her the comfort she so desperately had needed as much as he wanted to give.



“I understand, I know how close you two were” he started only to be halted by her soft, gentle fingertips pushing against his lips.



“No, that’s not what upset me, I’ve gotten over that, took a while, but it’s in the past.”



“Then, what has you so upset?” his questioning eyes burning into her saddened face.



“You”



“Me? What, How. . .” he scrambled for words, completely at a loss what to say.



“After I locked myself away for the first few days, I didn’t want to be alone anymore, but knew I couldn’t go to anyone else. Harry was in his own personal hell and no one dared to approach him until he was ready. Well, everyone else, well, they were just too close and I knew going to them wouldn’t help, so I came to your room to find it empty, I fell asleep in your bed waiting for you to come back from wherever you went, but you never did” she sighed and hung her head in grief.



“Oh ‘Mione, I had no idea. I must have left before you came out.” He wrapped her in his arms tightly, rocking her back and forth as his hands slowly ran up and down her back, whispering apologies in her hair, giving her small kisses on her cheek, her ear.



“It just hurt so much.” She whispered softly against his chest as the tears finally streamed down her cheeks.

“Not finding you there and waking up alone. I waited for days but no one knew anything about your whereabouts at all. I tried to ask Remus but he was still so wrapped up in the aftermath of the war, so I just left. I grabbed my things and went home to my parents’ house where I did my best to start my life over”

She looked up at him with those beautiful amber eyes.



“Please don’t leave me again” she whispered against his soft lips before placing a lingering kiss upon them.



“Never” he broke the kiss, holding her face in both his hands he stared into her eyes.



“I will never leave you ‘Mione. That was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. I had to leave, I knew my feelings for you were growing more every day, I did my best to keep away from you, but after that night, when you locked yourself away, I knew I couldn’t stand around and see you in so much pain, with nothing I could do about it.”



Tears were now running down his face as he placed soft kisses on her forehead, the tip of her nose and finally capturing those soft pink lips with his own. Moving into the kiss she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck pulling him down with her onto her pillow. Her tongue darting out and sweeping across his bottom lip, feeding her hunger for him she bit his lip as her body arched against his warm skin that now covered every part of her. His hands were running through her hair, his legs were rubbing up and down her calves and thighs, trying to get closer to her with every move.



“Draco, make love to me” she pleaded, her hips meeting his own as they ground into each other.



Without another word he took her mouth in a bruising kiss. She could feel his hardness pressing against her navel every time she thrust up against him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him towards her aching center, her hands roaming his muscular backside grazing her fingernails over his taught arse.



Unable to stay away from her for a moment longer his eased his way inside of her, moving so slowly, torturing both of them. He wanted to make love to her, to show her how he felt about her. Loving kisses were passed back and forth, mixed with gentle nips on shoulders, necks and chests as they continued to love each other with everything they had until the morning sun finally broke through their passionate haze just as they both climaxed with such fervor that neither had any energy left in them.



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“Mi, I want to take you shopping today, would that be alright?”



“You know, I ‘should’ be getting back to work” she grinned guiltily up at him.



“If you can honestly tell me that your job is completely fulfilling and you can’t stay away another day, I’ll let you go” he growled in her ear in a low seductive tone. “Otherwise, stay with me forever and forget that bloody place ever existed”



“Oh Draco, you have no idea how tempted I am to take you up on that” She smiled up into his angelic face, caressing his cheek with her hand.



“That settles it, if you’re so easily tempted it can’t possibly be the end all be all job for you” he grinned happily, ‘However, I’m pretty sure I am more than happy to fulfill your every waking desire, forever”



“But, I can’t just not work, it’s not in me” she giggled at the look on his face, realizing her mistake as soon as she had said it.



“I can fix that” waggling his eyebrows at her as he pinned her beneath his body, kissing her with such passion she no longer had any thoughts of work running through her mind, instead, sweet little visions of blonde haired babies ran through her mind.



She gasped in surprise at her own thoughts.



“Come love, let’s go get cleaned up so we can make our engagement official by bestowing the largest, most beautiful ring anyone has ever seen upon your delicate fingers” picking up her hand he placed sweet chaste kisses upon her fingers, lingering on her ring finger for a few seconds longer.



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They strode through the streets hand in hand, the sun washing across the buildings in such brilliant light it was almost blinding effectively matching the mood of the two happy wizards.



Draco led her to a tall stone building with ornate carvings over the door and over the frosted glass windows hiding the sparkling treasures within.



Hermione looked up to see the writing quickly translating it ‘Enchanted tesoros’.



“Enchanted Treasures” she whispered to herself as Draco pulled her into the glittering display of cabinets lining both walls on either side of her.



“Now Hermione, I want you to go look and I’ll be with you in just a moment. Do NOT hesitate to let me know if you’ve found something you like” he placed his finger and thumb beneath her chin lifting her mouth to his lips in a loving kiss.



She blushed at the public display of affection and moved towards the cabinets when he walked towards the old man in the back of the room, watching them both like a hawk ready to pounce on the two lovely field mice lost in their own world.



“May I help you sir” He asked as Draco stood before him.



“Yes, I’d like to pick out a ring for my fiance’”



The two men discussed price before setting off to look for something appropriate.



Hermione was browsing through the cabinets. Some of the rings on display were just too gaudy. How could women possibly walk around with such large jewels dangling from only one finger. She was sure if she had tried any of those on she would have trouble lifting her hand. She continued to peruse the shelves lined with more jewelry than she’d ever seen in her entire life when something out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. A bright flash of light came and went so quickly she thought for sure it hadn’t really happened, but then it blinked again as she moved towards the last cabinet at the end near the corner.



She looked down at the most elegant ring she had ever seen, gasping, she covered her open mouth with her hand as to not appear like a gawking bird. The ring that lay before her was absolutely perfect.



“I thought that one might catch your eye” a whisper came from behind her left side, soon followed by a pair of strong arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her into his warmth.



“Sir, we’d like to look at this one please” Draco pointed to the ring in the case.



“Ah yes, this one is lovely” he brought it out and placed it on the velvet cloth with a wide grin on his face.



“It’s gorgeous” Hermione exclaimed. Picking it up, she gently slid it on her finger and immediately she felt a warmth run through her body encasing her in a light yellow glow.



“Ah, yes, it’s perfect for you” the old man exclaimed.



“Shall I ring it up?”



Draco nodded silently, unable to tear his eyes off the woman before him.



“Can you tell me a little about the ring please” Hermione could not shake the warm feeling surrounding her, increasing her curiosity.



“Well, as you can see it is laced with both yellow and white gold creating the infinite symbol of love in a rope design as it shelters both the Ruby and Emerald. Legend has it that there was once a young couple in love but were from two very different families which were at odds and were unable to be with each other. As love conquers all, the two ran away and were joined together in harmony for a very brief time before they were caught and brought back to their respective families. Back then the punishment was death for consorting with the others’ families and before the two were killed they uttered their undying love for each other just as their lives were ended. The passion from their love created this ring and it has only revealed itself to those who are truly in love, until this day I have never seen a witch or wizard who have been able to see this treasure for what it truly was. The infinite symbol that good and evil can truly overcome there vast differences and become one entity-Love”



Hermione looked upon the ring once more and asked the question waiting on the tip of her tongue.



“Who was the couple?”



“Salazar Slytherin’s Grandson and Godric Gryffindor’s Grandaughter” He smiled as he walked to the awaiting customers on the other side of the room.



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