Hermione's Little Secret

A/N~First, there will be NO SEVERUS ACTION lol! Just wanted to show that Slytherins are sneaky and self-serving. And if it served Severus to sneak a woman in for some midnight delight…hey we all know he’ll do it! Sorry Avanell! Check out my other stories, the Polyjuice series, and Cravings to see sexy Sevy!



His eyes darkened as he looked into her eyes. “Why don’t I want you to leave?” He whispered raggedly, pulling her into his arms and dropping a small, chaste kiss to her lips.

“I don’t know, Draco. Maybe the same reason I don’t want to leave?” She grinned cockily.

“Ah, but you don’t know what your son might be up to in your quarters.”

“He’s with Filch, cleaning the trophy room, remember? Quite appropriate really considering Ron’s first detention with Argus was cleaning the trophy room.”

“Fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree, then.”

“Not the Weasley tree.”

“So, Mrs. Weasley knows about Adrianna and her relationship to…me?”

Hermione nodded, finger combing Draco’s white blond hair. The leather strip had come out sometime during their lovemaking, and the long hair now flowed halfway down his back.

“They’re a wonderful family, Hermione. I denigrated them for years, made fun of their lack of money and small ram-shackled house, but I really envied them. I just didn’t realize it until I had a family of my own and wanted that family to be more like them than the one I grew up with.” Draco brushed some of her wayward curls from her face, pushing them gently behind her left ear.

“They’re good people.”

“What are we going to do, Hermione? How do you think she’s going to react to the news? That Ron’s not her birth father?”

“I don’t know, Draco.” Hermione sat back on the edge of his desk again, chewing on her bottom lip like he remembered her doing in school when she was thinking of a particular difficult problem. “She’s a smart girl, but she’s quite stubborn. She’s hero-worshipped Ron since she could crawl.”

“I want to see you this weekend. I think that Lilah might like to know Adrianna aside from being her sister. She’s been giving me a hard time about living here away from her mother.”

“Maybe she should write to her mother?”

“I don’t want my little girl hurt anymore by the woman who spawned her.”
Hermione walked over to the door, smoothing down her hair again, wanting to look respectable before leaving his office.

“Don’t bother, you look thoroughly shagged, woman. Come back here tonight?” ‘Now where the hell did that question come from?’ He asked himself as he advanced on her again and kissed her senseless.

“I can’t. We’ll all get together this weekend, alright? I have a feeling that RJ will figure things out the correct way and find a way to tell his sister.”

“I’ll come see you then. I don’t know what’s happening, Hermione, but I don’t want it to stop.”

“It’s happening so fast. I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She started to open the door, but his hand slapped down, slamming it closed quickly.

“Not until we’ve talked about this weekend. I’m anxious to know my child, Hermione.”

“What are you going to do if she gets upset? She’s only eleven!”

“We can’t just pussyfoot around the issue! This weekend, I want us all together. We’ll tell Lilah and RJ after we’ve told Adrianna. She’s my daughter, my heir. Don’t make me take this to the authorities, Hermione. You kept her existence from me for too long.”

“You son of a bitch! Don’t you dare threaten me. She’s my daughter; you were just the sperm donor. I agree that she needs to know the truth, but I’ll be damned if we rush her. It’s only the first day of school, for Merlin’s sake!”

“Perfect timing then. It gives her the entire year to get used to the situation before having to spend time with me for the summer.”

Hermione gaped at Draco, wondering how their confrontation had gone from one extreme to the other so quickly. He’d always been quick to anger, like Adrianna, but she’d never been the recipient of that anger before.

“This weekend, Saturday night to be exact. I’ll sign Adrianna out of the dorm and we’ll dine together. Here or your quarters, Hermione?”

“Mine. Maybe it’ll make the situation easier for her. There’s no forcing her if she doesn’t want to know you as her father, though, Draco. She has a long time to come to terms with the truth.”

“I’m telling my mother about her this Friday. She deserves to know, too.”

Hermione nodded. She didn’t expect him to just forget about his daughter, but she had hoped he’d be a little more understanding about the girl’s feelings. But since the cat was out of the bag and the only ones not to know the truth were Adrianna and her younger half sister, she didn’t think waiting would do any good. It might even make it harder for Rianna.

“Alright.”


Hermione rushed to her quarters, quickly checking to see how RJ was with Argus, finding the two of them chatting and polishing the trophies together. She smiled at the sight and hurried on her way. She dropped into the chair by the fireplace and kicked off her shoes. She should go down and get something from the kitchen, but decided against it, instead calling a house-elf to bring her a sandwich and a glass of milk. She just didn’t have the energy to go anywhere right now, not after the day she’d had. She thanked the elf as it winked in, but couldn’t eat any of it right then.

She closed her eyes and leaned back, falling asleep quickly and deeply. She didn’t hear RJ return from his detention an hour later, nor did she know that he had eaten her sandwich and returned the dirty plate and cup to the kitchen. He cocked his head to one side and looked at his mother. She looked different; he wasn’t certain how, or why, but he noticed it. She looked happier, and that made him happy. Smiling, RJ leaned forward and kissed his mother softly on the cheek and covered her with the throw blanket from the sofa. He hurried to bed and followed his mother into sleep.

She was being lifted like her dad used to when she was a child and had fallen asleep in front of the telly. He’d carry her up the stairs, tug her shoes off and tuck her into her bed. Hermione settled into the chest into which she snuggled so comfortably and let out a contented sigh. She felt a deep male chuckle vibrate against her and she moaned, the contented feeling ending as she felt nimble fingers unbutton her blouse, fingers that had been on her body not so long ago doing the exact same thing. She rolled away one she was laid down, curling up on her side as she usually did when sleeping.

“Hey, where are you going?” The deep masculine voice chuckled against her ear, the warm breath tickling her skin, making her arch and moan again. She smiled in her sleep, recognizing the voice.

“Mmmm, Draco.” She breathed and let him roll her to her back so he could continue undressing her. She really liked this dream.

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