LIFETIME MATE

Chapter Twenty-Five


The next couple of weeks, Draco and Hermione remained civil towards each other, each deep in their own thoughts, tryingsortsort out their anger for each other. Hermione continued to dress in her short skirts and her slim fitting pants, which Draco seemed to notice daily. He took a lot of cold showers over those couple of weeks.

One Saturday morning Hermione, Ginny and Harry were flying around on their brooms throwing the quaffle back and forth by the river, as the Ravenclaw team were practicing in the pitch. Some students sat around and watched, knowthatthat the flyers in the air had played quiddich when they were younger and were very good back then. Also watching were Katrina and Draco who sat side by side next to the lake.

“She looks good up there doesn’t she?” Katrina asked her father as she gazed up at the sky.

Draco looked up watching Hermione, her hair flowing behind her, her laugh clearly heard from down below. “Yes, she does. She was a pretty good quiddich player. Everyone was very surprised when she tried out for the Gryffindor team and made it, in our seventh year.”

“Why don’t you join them? You have your broom here already?” Kat asked.

“Because I don’t think I’d be welcome. I brought the broom out because I thought we could fly together.” He smiled at Katrina.

“Sounds like fun. Let’s wait a bit thought.” She said as she looked up again to watch her mother.

Meanwhile in the air, Ginny hovered beside Hermione. “Ready for a ‘dip’ Hone?one?”

Hermione smirked. “Ready as I’ll ever be. I’ll fly lower while Harry throws the quaffle to me. I hope this plan of yours works. That water will be bloody cold.”

The three of them got into position. Harry went high as he tossed it to Ginny. Ginny then threw it to Harry, which Hermione intercepted. She flew lower to have Harry speed up behind her to hit the ball out of her hands for Ginny to catch, which she then threw back to Harry. Hathrethrew the ball down to Hermione, which she had to reach out for.

SPLASH!! In went Hermione into the lake. While reaching she slipped off her broom. She went in deep and held her breath, waiting.

Katrina jumped up, a look of worry on her face. “Mum!” She cried.

Draco had leaped on his broom and flew to the spot she went down, and saw her arm come up to the surface. He reached down and clasped her hand in his to pull her out of the water. Her k wek weighing her down. He pulled her up to sit in front of him as he flew to the castle, listening to her teeth chattering from the cold.

“We’ll go to my quarters, it’s closer than yours. You need to get dry and warm right away.” He said as he pulled her closer to his chest and wrapped his cloak around her shivering body. He flew to the front doors of the castle and carried her down the stairs to the dungeon. He sat her before the fire while he conjured up some hot chocolate.

“Here give me your cloak.” He asked as he held up a dry blanket.

She stood up and faced him. ‘It’s now or never.’ She thought to herself. She tried to undo the clasp of the cloak but her fingers were shaking and numb. He stood before her and undid the closure and slid it off her shoulders.

He looked down to see her white t-shirt clinging wetly to her naked breasts, her nipples puckered invitingly from the cold. He licked his lips, wanting to warm them up with his mouth, licking them, biting them. He shifted on his feet as he held the blanket in front of him, hiding his growing erection.

Hermione watched the play of emotions cross his face, and almost felt sorry for him. Almost. She waved her hand over herself where the clothes instantly dried, but she still felt the chill. “I’m still cold.”

He put the blanket around her shoulders and pulled her into his arms. He felt her arms go around his waist and her cheek against his chest, drawing in his warmth. “Hmm, that’s better. Thanks Draco.” she whispered by his ear as she pressed her body fully against his, feeling the way she affected him by the bulge in his pants. She smiled against his neck before she kissed him.

He felt her lips against his neck and closed his eyes. The feel of her pressed close and the feel of her mouth on him, made him want her, made him want to feel all of her against him, skin to skin. “Hermione.” he groaned as he brought his hand to the side of her face.

She looked up into the blue of his eyes, saw the desire he felt for her. It would be so easy to give in...... but now was not the time. She stepped back, still feeling the warmth of his hand on her cheek. “Thank you again Draco. I’m sure Kat’s worried about me. I better go.” She kissed his neck again and turned to go, his blanket still wrapped around her.

He went to follow her, to bring her close to him again, but stopped himself, and let her go.


Hermione continued to keep Draco’s attention, by dressing in her shorter skirts and snug jeans. She started sitting next to him, with Harry at her other side during their meals. Harry and herself often talked throughout the meal, as Harry didn’t eat much because he ate his bigger meals with his family.

The oay say she ‘inadvertently’ dropped her knife to the floor. She backed her chair up and braced her hand on Draco’s upper thigh while she reached down for the knife. She finally got up and smiled. “Oh sorry Draco.” She said as she removed her hand from his warm thigh.

Draco had stilled when her hand went to his thigh. As she reached further down, her hand had slipped higher. A couple more inches and she would have felt what her touch still does to him.


The nights Draco dreamed of Hermione, as he has been for a long time. The one dream last week had him peeling the wet t-shirt off her wet skin, as he kissed her lips, her neck and finally down to her naked breasts. He savored the taste of her, the feel of her as his hands skimmed her naked flesh. He had peeled off her wet jeans and panties, revealing her in all her glory. He leaned in to taste her essence, to lick and suckle the very core of her being, making her cry out his name as she shuddered through her release.

After the knife incident in the Great Hall, his dreams were of her reaching for his straining erection, cupping him through his pants, gripping his cock as she leaned over to kiss him passionately on the mouth. The people around them in the dream seemed to disappear as Hermione motioned for him to stand up before her. He leaned his backside on the table as her hands traveled over his stomach and thighs, and then finally to grasp his cock in her warm hands and start to pump her hands up and down. Her mouth slowly descended on him, enveloping him fully into her hot mouth. He could feel her tongue swirl around the head and the length of his shaft, bringing him closer to release. He bent his head back as he grasped a handful of her hair to pull her closer to him as she increased her pace on his cock. He moaned as he shot his cum deep inside of her mouth. He woke up, his hand sticky with his white creamy fluid.

She was getting to be an addiction, that he would need to get a serious fix of, and soon.


The day after the knife incident, their dessert that night was a rather large chocolate covered sundae. She glanced to Severus quickly and noticed him smirking, waiting for the show, as was Harry. She ate her ice cream slowly, licking the spoon clean, while Draco watched out of the corner of his eye. While hyes yes were glued to the sight of her tongue caressing the spoon, he didn’t notice a presence under the table in front of him.

Suddenly Peeves shot up through the bottom of the table in front of Draco, the sundae flying against his face, chest and lap. “Damn you Peeves! Wait until the Bloody Baron hears about this!” Draco yelled as the cold ice cream soaked into his clothes, and to hear Peeves cackling gleefully throughout the Great Hall.

The professors and students were all looking to Draco, trying not to laugh, as Draco did not look amused. He put his hands in his robes. “Damn.” He whispered to himself.

“What’s wrong?” Hermione asked innocently.

“My wand. I forgot it in my rooms.” He looked to her smiling face. “And this is not funny.” He glared at her.

“No. Of course not. Come on. I’ll help you get cleaned up.” Hermione said, grabbing a damp towel that a smiling Harry handed to her.

She led him to a small room that was adjacent to the Great Hall. He leaned against the wall and tried to grab the towel . “Here, I can do it myself.” He grunted.

“No, that’s okay. I can see where it is better than you.” She smirked.

“Hermione, it’s not funny.”

“Yes it is Draco. You’ll laugh about it later.” She said as she started to wipe his face.

Draco stood still as she wiped the ice cream and whipped cream off his face and the front of his shirt. She went lower, wiping the sundae off the front of his pants, making sure it was all wiped off. The towel wiped repeatedly against the front of him, her hand rubbing, swiping and gripping his shaft through his pants.

His head went back and he let out a small moan. He placed his hand over hers to stop her. “I’m sure you got it all Hermione.” He said huskily.

Hermione smiled seductively, as she noticed the want in his eyes. She looked to his shirt. “Oh. I missed some, we’ll need to unbutton your shirt a bit, looks like it soaked through.” She said as she stepped closer to him.

She had unbuttoned his shirt about half way down and looked to his muscled torso. “Chocolate.” She said softly as she licked her lips.

He looked down at himself and noticed the chocolate and whipped cream on his chest. Then looked to Hermione, her eyes on his chest. “Hermione....” He started, but stopped as he felt her mouth on him. Her tongue darted out, licking the chocolate.

“Mmm. Chocolate. I love chocolate, especially on you.” She said as she licked her way up his neck.

Draco had leaned his head back and closed his eyes, remembering the time in the hotel room where she also had licked chocolate off him. He wanted to stop her, but he also needed this, wanted her touch. He moaned and brought his hand up to tangle them in her hair, to bring her closer to him.

Hermione heard him moan and continued to lick the chocolate off. When his fingers found their way into her hair, she groaned against his neck, and nibbled and sucked the skin into her mouth. She felt the heat build up between the two of them, felt the moisture between her legs and wanted more of him.

He shifted and had her backed against the wall as he delved his mouth into her neck and pressed his body against hers, his arousal evident against her belly. His knee wedged between her legs, as she ground against him. He nibbled and licked his way along her neck until she gasped when he bit into her skin.

He looked up into her eyes and saw them filled with passion and need. “Hermione, I’ve missed you.” He said before his mouth claimed her waiting mouth, his tongue plunging in until hers came to meet his.

He drew back, his hand cupping the side of her face, “I want you Hermione.” He said huskily as he pressed his erection against her.

“I want you too.....but can you put my past behind you?” She said as she placed her hands against his chest, feeling his erratic heartbeat.

He stepped back. “I don’t know Hermione. I ache for you. I want you, but I don’t think I can get you with Snape out of my head.” He said dejectedly.

Hermione stood tall, her eyes damp with unshed tears. “Severus and I are friends, nothing more now. I’m not going to chany fry friends for you Draco, you need to take me as I am. We thought you were dead. No one was more surprised than Severus and I that it happened. Let it go.” She buttoned up her shirt, and walked back to the Great Hall, while Draco left to go to his quarters, his mind in turmoil.

Hermione walked into the Great Hall, and sat beside Harry. Everyone was still eating their dessert. The time spent in the next room seemed longer than the time actually was. It seemed longer to her.

Harry and Severus smirked at Hermione, noticing her mouth swollen and a love bite on her neck, not to mention remnants of the sundae on the fron her her clothes. They were not the only ones that noticed. Dumbledore, Katrina, and some of the students had watched her re-enter the Great Hall and knew somewhat of what transpired. Hermione looked like she was seriously snogged.

“Well, looks like that worked out well.” Harry smiled as Hermione sat beside him.

“Yes.” She paused, trying to regain her composure. “Yes, it showed that he wanted me, but he can’t forget who I slept with.” She stated sadly. She got “E “Excuse me Harry, I’m going to go have a long soak in the tub. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

Katrina watched her mum walk out of the Great Hall, then went up to the head table. “Harry, is mum okay?”

“Yes, she’ll be okay. Your father and her just had a ‘moment’. I think she’s just trying to sort it all out in her head.” Harry smiled trying to reassure Kat.


Katrina went up to her mother’s rooms to make sure she was okay. She looked through the rooms until she found her in the large tub, surrounded with pink bubbles. “Are you okay mum?”

Hermione opened her eyes to see Kat sitting on the side of the tub. “Yes. I’m okay.” She sighed.

“What happened down there?”

“Your father and I are trying to sort through some things.”

“Why is he angry at you mum?” Katrina asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Hermione looked to her daughter and thought maybe she was old enough to know the truth. She had a talk a few years back with her, on the topic of sex, and knew that she would understand. She was a smart girl for her age. She sighed. “These cycles I have twice a year, do you know what happens to me?”

Kat blushed a light shade of pink. “Yes, your sexual drive increases. I read it in that tiger book you gave me for my eighth birthday.”

“Well, these urges are hard to ignore sometimes, especially when I don’t have that potion that Severus makes for me.”

“Yes, but what has that to do with father?”

“I had found out recently that he used to visit me while I was sleeping during my cycles. His urges during that time seemed to always coincide with mine, it was hard for him to stay away also. He had used a ‘disillusionment charm’ so I would not see him. I thought I was losing my mind Kat.” Hermione said leaning her head back.

“So, that means he still cared for you. That was pretty risky of him to come see you like that.”

“Yes, I guess it was risky of him to visit me.” Hermione said closing her eyes. “After your father had visited me one night, I felt like I needed someone to talk to. I had contacted Harry and Ron and they came to help me, check things out for me. It was during one of my cycles. Ron stayed the night and Draco had seen us being intimate together. Then last year while I was here in the infirmary, my cycle started. Severus was not able to give me my potion, so he helped me in another way. Do you understand Kat. I know we’ve talked about sex a few years back, and I know you have read about it.”

“I do understand. So he found out about Severus too?”

“Yes. That’s what’s bothering him the most I think.”

“But you were only with two guys in ten years, that’s not so bad, is it?” Kat asked perplexed.

Hermione smiled. “No, normally it wouldn’t.”

“Do you still love him?” Katrina asked bluntly.

“Yes, I do Kat. I still love your father very much. But things are a bit mixed up right now.”

“Maybe you two should share more sundaes.” Kat suggested impishly.

Hermione smirked back at her daughter. “Oh, you saw that did you?”

“Yes, along with the rest of the Great Hall.”

Hermione splashed some water and bubbles at Kat. “Okay already, let me finish my bath, then we’ll go for a walk or something.” She said ending the discussion.

Kat smiled and kissed her mum’s wet cheek. “Everything will work out.” She said sounding older that her ten years. Then she left her mum in peace as she finished her bath.