New Beginnings

Author's Note: This is a longish chapter... Get the snacks for this one.

Chapter 18 What a Wonderful Night

Draco checked Chloe’s room before heading to the room that Blythe kept set up for them. He opened the door slowly and saw Hermione’s boots sitting in front of the Wingback chair. Her clothes were hanging neatly on the washroom door knob. As he walked closer to the bed he could see that she was naked. She was lying on her back; the duvet was barely covering her supple breasts. They had been filling out and he absolutely loved it. Hermione’s perky little handfuls had grown more than a cup size in a month. He licked his lips, as his heart started to race. He smiled to himself. ‘She looks so peaceful sleeping there and I really shouldn’t disturb her.’ But he couldn’t help himself. Draco smirked to himself as he sat on the bed and began to caress the side of her left breast. ‘Gods, I love this woman.’ He pressed his lips to hers as he slid the covers down, revealing her slightly rounded belly. Hermione moaned softly as she pulled him closer to her.

“Hi My Beautiful Angel,” he said, kissing her on the nose.

“Hi Love.” She smiled sleepily. “I thought you were hanging out with Blaise?”

“I was, now I’m here with you.” He kissed gently as he caressed her body. She gasped softly as he gently pinched her nipple. He smiled against her lips; his kisses moved to her ear making her giggle. “You know I can’t resist ravaging you, my love.” He kissed the sensitive spot below her ear lobe and Hermione whimpered as she felt his warm hand caress her belly.

‘Is it normal to get so turned on when the father of my child touches my swollen belly? I sure hope so because this is making me so wet.’ Hermione sighed softly as she spread her legs for him. Draco began to trace her soft folds with his fingers as he looked into her eyes. She licked her lips with anticipation as he teased her. Hermione gasped as Draco dipped his fingers into sacred channel.

“So warm, so wet…” He slowly brought his fingers to his lips, licking them slowly. Hermione watched with lust filled eyes. “Gods, I love how you taste, Hera. But, I must say, I much prefer burying my face between your creamy thighs to licking my fingers. Now, be my good girl and let me feast on your beautiful pussy.” Hermione started to blush as he slowly pushed his fingers into her. She rocked her hips in time with his gentle thrusts.

“Draco,” she said, her voice shakily and breathless, “I’m having your baby…I’m not a girl anymore.” She was trying her best to sound mature and somewhat obstinate but it wasn’t easy to do when she was humping his fingers, desperate for more of his ministrations. He pressed his lips to her ear; she could feel his hot breath as he spoke.

“Oh my beautiful, naïve Hermione, I thought you knew me.” He continued to finger her pussy as he spoke. “You’re going to have many of my babies but you will always be my baby girl.” He gave a deep throaty laugh that sent a shiver down her spine. She started to giggle as he captured her mouth in a passionate kiss while massaging her clit. Hermione bucked her hips into his hand. His laughter turning into a moan as he played her like a finely crafted instrument bringing her closer and closer to her first release.

“Oh…Yes…” Draco began to suckle her sensitive breasts, making Hermione tremble as her walls began to tighten around his fingers. Her hips met his thrusts as she tried to prolong this delicious pleasure. She sighed softly as Draco slowly brought her down from her blissful release. Her breathing was labored; she looked at him, glassy eyes. “You…you spoil me,” she said, blushing. He kissed her lips chastely as he brushed her hair away from her face.

“I know what my girl likes, don’t I?” She nodded, still breathless. “And, yes, I do, my angel; do you know why?” She looked at him, studying his face.

“No.” she said, shyly.

“Because you’re my precious gift from the Gods; I thank them every day for bringing you to me.” He stroked her face gently as she tried to blink away her tears. “If I could capture the moon and give it to you on a string I would do it. I would do anything to see your beautiful smile, to taste your sweet kisses, to feel your warmth against me.” Draco kissed her softly on the lips, as he caressed her cheek. Hermione unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off of his shoulders. He shivered as she gently ran her nails down his chest. She smiled against his mouth.

“My turn, Love,” she said seductively.

“No, you don’t…” she put her finger to his lips.

“I want to taste you, Draco.” She tugged gently at his belt. He smiled and kissed her.

Draco’s heart was racing; he knew that the instant he felt her soft lips on his member he was going to unravel. His whole body was electrified. ‘She knows how to make me feel like man…no, a God.’ He was brought out of his thoughts as he felt Hermione massaging his hardness.

“Stand up for me, Love.” Draco did as he was commanded; Hermione undressed him slowly and methodically then pulling him onto the bed with her. He could feel his heart pounding as she rubbed her naked breasts against his chest when she kissed him. Hermione smiled at Draco and kissed his nose before kissing her way down to his sex. He hissed with pleasure when she spread his legs wider, licking and nipping his inner thighs.

“Hera, please…” She smirked to herself, ‘I didn’t mean to make him beg but this is fun.’ Hermione’s tongue bathed his scrotum, making Draco whimper as he buried his fingers in her hair. Very slowly, she took him into her mouth then down to the hilt. “Dear Gods, Hera…” His body began to tremble.

Hermione smiled to herself. She knew her man so well; she knew every sigh, moan and growl. She knew how to make his body sing with pleasure; knowing this made her feel powerful and damn sexy. He was close but it wasn’t time for his release yet. Once more she took him deep into her throat as she massaged his balls. The sound he made was a combination of a whimper and a groan. Hermione crawled up his body and slid him inside of her so quickly that he gasped before letting out a primal growl. He began to thrust into her wildly; his need for her was nearly driving him mad. She was peppering his face with soft, baby kisses.

She stroked his face, softly, “Shhh, Lover… Slow, go nice and slow…savor it, let it build. Feel me milk your delicious cock.” Hermione sat back, riding his cock as she looked into his eyes. She was close to her peak again; she picked up the pace. Her breathing labored as she tossed her head back in abandon as her peak neared.

Draco watched his love; she was exquisite. His hands caressed her swollen breasts, reverently and let them travel down to her baby bump. He rubbed her belly gently as reached down and began to work her clit.

“Oh! Oh! Oh Draco! Yes! Yes!! Don’t Stop!” Her body was quivering as her pussy squeezed his cock was tight as a fist. Draco thrust into her hard as he let at a primal roar and filled her with his hot seed. They both were breathless; he pulled her into his arms; holding her as tight as I could.

“I love you…I love you with everything I am and everything I will be.” He kissed her full on the lips before she could speak. Hermione whimpered as her body shook with aftershocks.

Hermione buried her head into the crook of his neck; she sighed in contentment. They held each other, lost in post coital bliss. Finally, they curled up together, and drifted off to sleep.

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Hermione woke to the feeling her stomach rumbling and the fluttering kick of baby Malfoy.

“Sorry, little one, mummy and daddy fell asleep. I’m hungry, too.” She sat up a bit too quickly and got a bit dizzy as she stood. “Oh!!” She tumbled back onto the bed. Draco jumped up.

“Hermione, are you ok?” His heart was pounding as he looked at her half hanging off of the bed. He ran around and picked her up, placing her back onto the bed and knelt in front of her. “What happened? Do I need to call Kelly? Is it the baby? Are you in pain? I can take you to St. Mungos.

“Draco, calm down. I got a little dizzy when I stood up because I’m hungry, that’s it. There’s nothing to worry about, I promise. I was just getting up to go get a snack.” The color started to come back to Draco’s cheeks. “Love, I’m not made out of porcelain, I’m not that fragile.” He simply smiled and pressed his lips to her forehead.

“Hera, you’re my world. The thought of something bad happening to you…to either of you, it scares me to death. I know I sound like a paranoid expectant father but I can’t help it. I never thought I would get this opportunity so I’m a bit nervous…Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, Love, just remember that this little bundle is a part of both of us which means he or she will most likely be the most determined, stubborn person on the planet.” Draco laughed as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her softly on the lips.

“Ok, My Angel, let’s get dressed and see what we can find to snack on in the kitchen without getting in the way.” Hermione nodded.
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Draco and Hermione walked into the kitchen arm in arm and were greeted by the sight of Blaise and Blythe lost in a heavy snogging session. Hermione could hear best friend moan softly as her husband fondled her breast. She was sitting on a stool; her skirt was pushed up on her thighs as Blaise kissed her neck. Hermione pulled Draco to her and whispered in his ear.

“I can’t watch this…”

“Why not? It’s just Blythe and Blaise; you’ve seen them snog plenty of times.”

“It’s making me wet and if I watch any more we’re gonna have to find the closest room and…” She looked at him with lust in her eyes.

Draco smirked, “That is very tempting, Love, but you and ‘little one’ need to eat something so you don’t have another ‘episode’.” Hermione started to pout, but Draco pressed his lips to her ear. “I love when you pout like that. Your lips are so plump and juicy, just like when you suck my cock.” He gently caressed her left breast as he kissed her ever so gently. Hermione whimpered. Draco took her hand and led her into the kitchen without saying a word to their friends. He put together a quick snack for each of them and carried the plates towards the living room. Hermione picked up the glasses of milk and pumpkin juice and followed Draco. When she reached the doorway, she turned and looked at her friends. Blythe opened her eyes, met her glance and smiled.

Thirty minutes later, their hosts joined them once again; pink cheeked, holding hands and smiling. Blythe curled next to Hermione and put her head on her friend’s shoulder.

“Thank you,” she said, softly. Hermione squeezed her hand. “We had row last night; it was pretty bad. I want us to have another child and he doesn’t…well didn’t. We yelled and screamed at each other. He said that he was happy with just Chloe and I should be too. Then he offered to get us a puppy. I was all happy until he said, ‘maybe a puppy will cheer you up and you’ll forget about this baby nonsense.’ It just got worse from there.”

“So how did you end it?” Blythe sighed and smiled at bit.

“I cried, he felt guilty…We actually didn’t start talking until you guys arrived this morning.”

“And now?” She squeezed Blythe’s hand again.

“He…he changed his mind.”

“What did he say?”

Blythe giggled softly, “It’s not what he said; it’s what he did. I was checking on dinner when he came up behind me and placed his hands over my tummy. He pressed his lips to my ear and released the contraception charm that we created together after Chloe was born. Before I could say anything, he moved me to the stool, vanished my panties and made love to me right there.”

“Oh my…” Hermione’s cheeks turned pink, not because she was embarrassed; she was getting aroused.

“He said that if we’re going to make another baby, there was no better time than the present. Oh Mia, Blaise hasn’t been that spontaneous since Chloe was born. I can’t remember the last time I climaxed like that. My legs are still shaking. Right now, I pray he doesn’t touch me until I calm down or I’m gonna come right here.” Hermione stifled a laugh. “Please don’t laugh, it’s not funny.”

“I’m not laughing at you, Hun. I’m laughing because I thought I was the only person that took a long time to calm down from an orgasm.” Both women giggled, quietly. “Answer something for me, Blythe. Are those two truly best mates?” Blythe looked at Hermione, confused for a moment. “Does Blaise revel in torturing you when you climax like this? Like teasing you and touching you so you have more…’aftershocks’?” Blythe snickered and nodded.

“He usually doesn’t let me come down…teasing me until…all of my energy is spend.” She blushed.

“Yeah, it must be a ‘Slytherin Thing’; his best mate is the same way.” Both women started giggling.

“Ok, what’s so funny, you two?” Draco and Blaise looked at the two women, smiling at them.

“Nothing,” they said in unison. Blythe stood slowly, and heads towards the door, finally standing on somewhat stable legs.

“I’m going to get Chloe, I’m meet you guys in the dining room.” As she reached the door, her husband pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, making her whimper; her body trembling.

“Hurry back, Love.” She nodded but made no effort to leave his embrace. Blaise pressed his lips close to her ear. “I love you, Blythe.” He gently rubbed her back before kissing her chastely on the lips.

“Come with me?” She asked, her voice quietly, her head resting in the crook of his neck. He kissed her again and they left the room to get Chloe.

“Hera, what’s going on with those two?” Draco sat down next to her, tugging her gently so she would sit on his lap. She smiled as she made herself comfortable in his strong arms.

“They had a pretty bad row about having more children. She wanted more and he didn’t. Apparently, they hadn’t spoken to each other until this morning when we got here.”

“So what happened? They look like they are completely fine now.”

“Blaise changed his mind, and the way he told her was quite definite and quite…intimate.” Draco looked at her, wanting more details. “He broke the contraception charm that they created together…It was his way of saying…” She looked at him, hoping he wouldn’t make her elaborate.

“So, we left the kitchen just in time or we would’ve interrupted ‘make up sex’.” He smiled with amusement.

“Basically.” Draco slid his hand under the front edge of her sweater, rubbing her stomach. Hermione smiled as she snuggled closer to him.

“How are my babies feeling now?”

“Much better, thank you.” Draco felt a fluttering kick against his hand.
“Hi Baby… Merry Christmas. Mummy and I didn’t get you any presents this year but, I promise, next year there will be lots of presents for you.” Hermione rested her head on Draco’s shoulder and smiled.

“This time next year our little miracle will be here. I can’t believe it. It’s like a wonderful dream. Thank you, Draco.” He turned her chin towards him and kissed her gently on the lips.

“Thank you; I love you never seems like enough when it comes to you.” Draco buried his hand in her curls as he caressed her belly. His kisses teased her; her moans were soft when his hand grazed the side of her breast.

“Draco, please…you know what that does to me?”

“Of course I know, Love. Just the thought of what this does to you makes me hard.” Hermione whimpered and tried to hide her face. “You look so sexy when your cheeks get all flush especially when I touch you like this.” She tried to hide her face again but he wouldn’t let her. “No, Love, never hide that beautiful face.” They rested their heads together, as they enjoyed their quiet moment.

“Uncle D….Auntie Mia….SUPPER TIME!!! THEN WE CAN HAVE CAKE!!” They both started laughing as the young girl came running into the room. She was jumping up and down, dressed in a deep purple velvet dress with a white lace collar, white tights and black patent leather Mary Janes. She ran over to them, grabbed their hands and yanked with all of her might, trying to get them to stand.

“Ok, ok, Chloe. We’re coming.” As the stood, the young girl triumphantly marched towards the dining room, very pleased that she had gotten her way.
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After dinner, Draco cleared his throat as he rose from his seat. “Everyone, I would like to thank you for a wonderful Christmas. It’s been the best ever. Now, for a change of pace, I would like all of us to floo to the Manor for dessert.” Hermione’s face lit up; he hadn’t mentioned it all day so she assumed he had forgotten. Draco looked down at her and stroked her cheek. “No, my love, I didn’t forget that you have gifts for the elves.” He looked at the Zabini family, “So, what are you waiting for? I’ll get the cake and we go.”


Within 30 minutes, they were all at the Manor enjoying cake and tea in the main study. The elves had decorated the house, per Draco’s request, to resemble a Muggle Christmas. There was even mistletoe over every doorway ‘so the Master could sneak kisses from Miss Hermione any time he wanted.’ When dessert was finished, the couples were snuggled together bonding and enjoying the fire. Hermione had her head resting against Draco’s chest as she played with the fingers on his right hand. He kissed her temple and slowly got up. He looked at Blaise and nodded, indicating it was time. Blaise gently moved a sleepy Chloe to the far end of the sofa and pulled Blythe into his arms.

“I want to thank all of you for being my family. When they took Father away then I lost Mother, I didn’t think that I would have a family again. My family was…dysfunctional at best, but they were mine and there was such emptiness when they were gone.” He turned to Blaise, and Blythe and Chloe. “Blaise, you and Zora took me; you were my lifeline. I don’t know what I would have done without the two of you. You are my brother in every sense of the word. Blythe… You are a force of nature. I thank you for always being the voice of reason and for being my confidante. Thank you for making me a part of your family and thank you for my Chloe Bear. She saved me more than either of you will ever know.” He looked at the little girl, who was fast asleep, and smiled. Draco took a deep breath and let it out slowly; trying to steady himself. He turned to Hermione, who was smiling at him; her eyes glisten with unshed tears. He sat down next to her and stroked her cheek gently.

“My beautiful Hera… I don’t know where to start… I never could’ve imagined that a trip to Sid and Nancy’s would change my life so completely and in such amazing ways. I thank Merlin everyday for bringing you to me. Thank you for forgiving the child I was, thank you for loving the man that I’ve become. You’ve taught me that I’m worthy of love, how to love and how to be loved. I want to spend the rest of my life loving you, taking care of you and making you happy.” Draco moved from the sofa and knelt in front of her. “Hermione Jean Granger, will you make me the happiest man alive and do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He opened the small box and presented her with a 5 ct. emerald cut diamond set in platinum with a wide band adorned with two rows of channel set alternating square sapphires and diamonds. Hermione looked at the ring then looked into Draco’s eyes; her tears were falling freely and her hands were shaking. He squeezed her hand; he could hear his heart pounding in his ears.

Hermione swore her voice had deserted her. In her head, she was screaming ‘YES! YES! YES! Oh Gods yes!!’ But when she opened her mouth no sound came out. ‘Oh Gods…He’s gonna think I’m saying no.’ She looked into his eyes, her breathing was shaky; then she nodded, yes.

“Yes?” He whispered; he could feel his heart in his throat. She nodded again. Draco pulled her into his arms and started to cry.

“Yes…Yes…Yes…” Her voice was quiet as she cried and held him as tight as she could. Draco kissed her deeply; his emotions nearly consuming him. Relief, Elation, Complete Bliss… He was so happy, he swore his heart was about to burst. Draco pulled away slowly and looked at Hermione, smiling. With shaking hands, he slid the ring onto her finger. They both looked at her hand, then at each other. They held each other tightly, lost in the moment. Draco pulled away from Hermione; leaned down and placed a kiss on her belly, then kissed her again.

“You’ve made all of my dreams come true. Thank you.” He said, his voice was just above a whisper as he rested his forehead against hers. Hermione smiled and shook her head, no.

“Soon all of OUR dreams will come true.” Draco nodded as his tears of joy continued to fall; he gently stroked the side of her belly with his thumb. They heard a gasp from Blythe which brought them out of their joyful trance. They looked at their friends and smiled.

“You’re getting married! I’m so happy for you guys!” She was hugging and kissing them both and crying. “Why didn’t you tell me?” She punched Draco in the arm.

Blaise chimed in, “…because you can’t keep a secret to save your life, Love.” He came over to his wife and knelt down, kissing her temple.

“Congrats,Bro.” He hugged Draco then leaned over and hugged and kissed Hermione. “Congrats, Mia.”

“Thanks, you guys. Thank you for everything.” Draco smiled.

“Anytime. Now, we’re going to get out of here so you two can be alone. We’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Blythe kissed both of them and stood up. Blaise hugged each of them in turn, whispering to them.

“Congratulations, Mummy.”
“Congratulations, Daddy.”

Draco and Hermione looked at him in complete shock, mouths hanging open. Blaise simply smiled and picked up Chloe as they headed towards the living room to floo home. Draco started to stand up to show them out but Blaise stopped him. “No, tonight is your night, don’t worry about us.” He leaned over and hugged each of them again and left with Blythe and Chloe.

For a long while, they sat in silence. Their heads together, simply holding each other.

“Is this a dream?” Her voice was barely above a whisper. Draco stroked her cheek, gently.

“It’s not a dream, Hera.
“It’s real?” She asked; Draco simply nodded.

“We’re getting….married?”

“Yes, baby girl…we’re getting married.” He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her and inhaling the heady scent of her cinnamon and vanilla shampoo as he buried his fingers in her curls. His heart was pounding in his heart.

“This feels…different than I was expecting. I was expecting to jumping up and down, shouting from the rooftops…all of those clique things. But now…I want to shut out the world and lose myself in you…in us.” Draco tears were falling as he kissed Hermione’s tear streaked face. “I never thought that happiness like this was meant for me. You’ve given me the life I’ve always dreamed of; I will thank you everyday for this precious gift.”

Draco stood and extended his hand to Hermione; she stood and buried herself in his loving embrace. He kissed her deeply as he skillful executed several silent spells. When he broke away from the kiss, he smiled at her. Hermione’s eyes were as big as saucers when she saw the room transformed; filled with flowing candles and white roses. Hermione gasped at the transformation. He had transformed the room into what she could only describe as ‘a bridal suite’. There was a king sized four poster bed in the middle of the room, with a white duvet and red silk sheets. There were ‘champagne’, berries, grapes and cheese on a small table to the side of the bed.

They didn’t speak as they undressed each other, never losing eye contact. For the longest time, they simply lie together, just looking at each other; memorizing the moment. Finally, Hermione reached up and caressed Draco’s cheek; he kissed her palm then pulled her to him. Their kisses were soft and gentle, as their hands caressed each other’s bodies. They made love, connecting like never before; then fell asleep in each other’s arms; blissfully content.
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Blythe walked back into their bedroom; her hair still damp from her evening shower, clad only in a silk bathrobe, untied. Blaise was already in bed, reading.

“Hi Handsome,” she smiled warmly as she climbed into bed, removed the robe and snuggling next to her husband.

Blaise felt the warmth of his wife’s skin against his and he knew reading was no longer an option. He tossed the book on the floor and devoured his wife’s mouth as his hands explored her body. Blythe sighed softly; the familiar feeling of her husband’s hands was both arousing and comforting. He entered her slowly, gently, as his kissed trailed down her neck to her breasts. He sucked on his nipples as he gently thrust into her.

“Blaise…” She whimpered as he lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders. He looked into her eyes as they moved toward their peak. Blythe pulled him to her, kissing him deeply. “I love you…I love you.” She gasped as Blaise increased the tempo; her climax was within her reach.

“That’s it, Love…Come for me.” Blythe let out a loud moan as her body began to tremble. He could feel her massaging his member, he couldn’t hold back any longer. With a loud growl, Blaise climaxed with his wife. “I love you, Blythe,” he whispered; he kissed her deeply, gently thrusting into her. She could only whimper; her body was still quivered, her pussy pulsing around him. When she calmed somewhat, Blaise rolled over so Blythe was on top of him; his cock still buried deep inside of her. She rested her head on his chest, basking the intimacy of the moment. She sighed softly as she slowly rode his cock. Blaise could feel her orgasm building. Blythe gasped and sat up, riding him faster. She looked into his eyes; he could see her tears fall as another orgasm washed over her. He smiled at her before holding her hips tightly and thrusting into her again. He moaned her name as he pulled her to him and filled her with his seed again. Blythe’s face was wet with tears as she kissed her husband, passionately.

“Thank you,” she whispered. Blaise smiled at her, stroking her cheek.

“I love you.”
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Blythe lie snuggled close to Blaise, with her head on his chest.

“Today was a wonderful day, wasn’t it? I think Draco and Hermione had a good time.”

“Yeah, it’s was. It’s about time he made an honest woman of her.” Blythe lifted her head and looked at him.

“What do you mean by that? They’ve only been together for 4 months.”

“That doesn’t make Hermione any less pregnant.” Blaise said plainly. Blythe sat up with a shocked look on her face.

“She couldn’t be…that just doesn’t make sense.”

“Blythe dear, it’s not like you didn’t know they’ve been shagging; they do live together.”

“Seriously, are you sure?”

Blaise sighed as he sat up. “Ok, follow me closely on this one. Draco and I have been friends since we were in nappies. Since we were kids, the only thing he ever wanted was a loving marriage and to be a good father. Did you notice how he was with her all day? He won’t take his eyes off of her; his face went pale when Chloe asked Mia for a piggy back ride. The only reason he would be so worried would be because she shouldn’t be lifting. Last but most important, when Draco proposed to Mia, he was crying. The ONLY times I’ve ever seen him cry was when Narcissa passed away and when Chloe was born. What does that tell you?”

“That he finally has everything he ever wanted, right in front of him and it’s overwhelming.” Blythe was quiet for a moment. “But why didn’t they tell us? Do they not trust us?” He could hear the hurt in her voice; he pulled her into his arm and kissed her head.

“I don’t think that’s it, Love. I suspect that this wasn’t a planned pregnancy so there were a lot of emotions attached to all of it, even more than usual. I’m sure they will tell us as soon as they’re ready. They’ve both been through a lot; things you and I could never imagine. Their bond is very strong and for them to finally find happiness with each other, it’s a blessing. Let them have this time together. They need this.” Blythe nodded sadly. She knew her husband was right and she needed to give them time to themselves but she didn’t like the feeling of being left out.

‘I guess this is how Blaise felt when I knew about Draco’s girlfriend and he didn’t,’ she frowned.

“Come here, Beautiful… No more taking about D and Mia. I have you all to myself and I’m going to take full advantage of this fact.” He kissed her deeply and Blythe forgot about everything but the sweetness of her husband’s kisses.

Author's Note: Happy now?? Impatient lot, aren't you? Sheesh!!!