New Beginnings

Author's Note: Sorry for the movie choice. I had just gone to see it when I wrote this chapter. UGH! The stupid movie made me nauseous.
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Draco looked around the modest flat. It was very Hermione. Overstuffed bookshelves, overstuffed chairs with a matching sofa; the room was perfectly set up for hours of reading. In the corner stood an armoire containing a television, a DVD player and pile of DVDs. He looked down at her and smiled. She smiled back at him but he saw nervousness in her eyes.

"Umm, would you like something to drink to go with the cupcakes or do you want to pick out a movie or do you…" She was moving away from him as she spoke very quickly but quietly, her voice was a bit shaky. Draco moved towards her, taking her into his arms in one fluid movement; he heard her gasp softly as she looked up at him. ‘Her eyes, so expressive.’

"Hermione, I just want to spend time with you, I don't have any expectations, I promise." She rested her head on his chest, letting out a small sigh of relief. "Let's go slow with this, ok? This is all nice but a bit overwhelming for both of us " She nodded, when she looked into his eyes, the nervousness was gone.

"Cupcakes and a movie?" She asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"That sounds wonderful." He kissed her forehead. "Do you want me to pick something out of the pile?"

"No, there's a movie guide on the coffee table. Pick out something. I'm going to get us some milk to go with our cupcakes." She gave him the most beautiful, heartwarming smile before she stood on her toes and kissed him, then headed towards to kitchen.

Draco sighed as he sat on the soft oversized couch. 'If I knew this 'taking it slow' stuff felt so good, I would've tried it years ago.’ He picked up the movie guide and started flipping through it. He hadn't seen most of these movies. He'd only started watching movies a few years before so he was way behind; not that he didn't like them but he still preferred reading, for the most part. "Hey Hermione, what's this movie, Cloverfield? Have you seen that?"

"No, have you?" She walked into the room with two big glasses of milk, levitating two dessert plates for the cupcakes. Draco reached up and grabbed the plates out of the air.

"Well, the movie sounds…interesting. Something about a monster in New York City. Do you wanna watch it?"
"Sure…I've…we've lived through far worse than some monster in a movie. But just for authenticity, let's close the drapes. Hermione whispered a spell and the heavy drapes closed. They got comfortable on the sofa; Draco then noticed that it was significantly wider than a normal sofa. Hermione must have done some magical alterations to achieve that but he wasn't going to argue. It was really comfortable. Hermione settled herself next to Draco and turned on the movie. They watched as they split a cupcake. They didn't talk much, as they watched the movie. They stretched out on the sofa and got comfortable. Draco gently stroked her stomach as he spooned behind her, causing her to coo softly. When a scary part happen in the movie, Hermione screamed, flipped over and burying her face in his Draco's chest so fast, it actually startled him. He rubbed her back, "Is my brave little Gryffindor afraid of a little ol' movie monster?"

"Is it gone yet?" Her voice was muffled.

"Yes, I think so." She lifted her head from his chest, looking into his eyes. "You are so beautiful, Hera." Before she could say anything, his lips were on hers. She could feel his warmth spreading through her whole body as his hands began to caress her breasts. A tiny voice in her head tried to tell her that he should stop but the rest of her was reveling in his closeness too much to notice. Draco's thigh slide between her legs, pressing against her growing warmth, making her moan softly. Hermione moved her hands up, sliding Draco's jumper up, revealing his chest. She began to place baby kisses on his chest, making him moan softly. Hermione slide up, kissing him softly before removing his jumper completely before smothering his face with kisses. Draco took her face in his hands, to still her, looking deep into her eyes. He slid his hands under her jumper, moving it up her torso.

"May I?" He didn't want to rush her but so wanted to feel her skin against his. She smiled at him; then kissed him, sweetly, on the lips.

"Yes."

Draco slid her jumper over her head, dropping it on the floor. He pulled her closed to him, sighing softly, reveling in the feeling of skin against skin. Hermione's head was nestled in the crook of his neck as she ran her hand up and down his sinewy flanks. Her voice was quiet almost ethereal as she spoke. "I had forgotten how much I missed this. The warmth of skin against skin; I could lose myself in your warmth…in you." Draco's heart began to race. She could feel it, too. It wasn't just him. She continued, "A part of me is so scared. I've been so closed off for so long, letting anyone isn't easy. Letting you in…it terrifies me." She never moved, never stopped stroking his side. “Then there's the other part of me. The part that wants to let go, to give myself to you, to feel you completely, to be yours." She lifted her head, and looked into his eyes. "Draco, I don't know what to do. I'm tired of being scared. I'm tired of being numb."

He stroked her face gently. "Hermione…Hera…What do you want from me?"

"I don't know? What do you want from me?"

He kissed her forehead, "I don't know if you're ready to hear this." She tilted her head to the side, confused.

"I want you, completely. 100%. Not for one day, not for one night. I want this." Hermione blinked at him, in shock.

"Pardon me?" Her voice cracked as she spoke.

"I've spent the past four years avoiding you, because I thought you hated me. I've been so lonely and so sad for so long that I've just grown accustom to the painful ache in my chest that never doesn't away. This morning, I looked into your eyes, that ache disappeared and it scares me to no end. If I let my guard down completely, if I let you in and you walk away from me; I don't think I'll survive. You're quickly becoming my lifeline." While he spoke, he lovingly stroked her back. His words were shocking but they weren’t scaring her.

She sighed softly as she stroked his face. "Why do we need each other so much?"

"Because we've both lost a great deal because of the same insane person."

"Draco, I want to feel again."

"Me, too."

I don't want to be alone anymore."

"Neither do I."

They looked into each other's eyes, gathering their courage before they began to kiss again. This time, the kisses were different, Deeper, warmth, filled with need and quiet desire. Their hands slowly explored each other's bodies basking in these new wondrous feelings. Draco unfastened her bra, with a bit of creative maneuvering, it was discarded. He watched Hermione as he began to fondle her breast. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was open slightly; her head back, as she moaned softly. He leaned in and began to suck her neck. Her body began to tremble slightly at this wonderful feeling.

"Oh Draco…" She began to run her fingers through his hair. He kissed down her chest to her breast, taking her nipple into his mouth. She whimpered as she began to rub herself on his thigh. Draco kissed back up to her ear. "What do you want, Hermione?"

"Hera…I'm your Hera.." He smiled at her, kissing her deeply as their tongues danced. "I want to feel you, Draco." She looked into his eyes, she could see the concern. She placed her hand on the side of his face. "Yes, I'm sure."

Draco sat up bringing Hermione with him. He moved her hair, sucking and biting her neck before standing and helping her up. He pulled her close to him, kissing her as he ran his hand through her hair.

"Where's your bedroom?" He whispered, his voice filled with lust.

"The end of the hall…" She said breathlessly. Draco picked her up; Hermione wrapped her legs around his middle as he walked them to the bedroom, kissing all the while.

Draco laid Hermione on the bed gently before he covered her body with his. He looked deeply into her eyes as she stroked her face. "I'm…nervous…", she smiled sheepishly.

"Me, too. I...I haven't done this in quite a while."
"Me, neither. I don't want to disappoint you."
"You won't."
He smiled shyly. "I don't want my 'reputation' to proceed me.”
"Let's just enjoy each other. This is all new to both of us, that's what makes this so intoxicating."

Draco sighed with relief, "I love the way you think."
He began to kiss her deeply as his hands began to explore her body. He unfastened her pants, slid his hand between her panties and her pants and teased her intimate folds. She moaned softly at his touch. Hermione's nimble fingers began to unfasten his jeans, he groaned as her hand brushed against his hardness. She slid her hands into the back of his boxer briefs, and squeezed his bum, firmly, he hissed with pleasure.

Draco's kisses moved to her ear; they tickled her and made her squirm.

"You're ticklish aren't you, Hera?"

Hermione tried to wiggle away but Draco had her pinned as he began to torture her with his tongue.
"Stop, stop…please." He began to suck on her neck, she moaned loudly, as she rocked her hips upward; begging for more contact. As he kissed his way down her neck, she began to run her fingers through his hair. When Draco took her right nipple into his mouth she sighed softly as the feeling of the warmth of his tongue.

"Oh Draco, yes, Love...Yes.." His attention went to her left nipple as he fondled her right breast. Hermione moaned as he dragged her teeth over her nipple gently. Draco kissed down her body until he reached the top of her pants. He looked up, making eyes contact with her, smiling devilishly; making Hermione blush.

"May I?" She nodded, blushing even deeper. Draco slowly removed her pants while caressed her soft, smooth legs. He kissed his way up to her inner thigh, she whimpered. When he reached the apex, he could see her wetness seeping through her panties. Draco placed his mouth over her mound, he flicked his tongue firmly over the fabric.

"Oh Draco…" Her face was flush as she lifted her hips to deepen the contact with his mouth. Hermione pulled him to her, kissing him deeply as she eased his jeans off of his hips. They both gasped as his manhood came in contact with her fabric covered folds. Hermione pushed his pants down with her feet as they kissed passionately. Draco smiled at her as he kissed down her stomach and began to slide her panties down ever so slowly. Inch by inch, he slide them down, kissing and licking her as more and more of her beauty was revealed.

Draco gasped softly, 'and she waxes, too. Thank you, Merlin. Damn, that is so bloody sexy.'
He removed her panties completely, tossing them to the side and settled between her legs. He took a deep breath, inhaling her addicting scent. He heard Hermione squeak and she put her hands over her face.

"No, Hera,” he moved her hands from her face. “I want to watch your beautiful face as I taste you for the very first time." Before she could say anything, Draco began to lavish her pussy with long, slow licks, like he was eating a melting ice cream cone. 'Gods, she's like a drug.' He sucked her clit, gently as he slowly slid one then two fingers inside of her.

"Oh Gods…Draco…"

Hermione felt herself unraveling quickly. She rocked her hips in time with his gentle thrusts; her breathing became more and more shallow. He curled his fingers slightly, his fingertips connecting with her g-spot. Draco sucked Hermione's clit as his fingers concentrated their attention on her g-spot. Her body began to tremble as her mouth hung open. Draco watched her; he could feel her tightening around his fingers. She looked so beautiful when she was lost in passion. He increased his tempo and pressure and she went over the top..

"Oh…Oh Draco…Oh Gods!!"

Draco hungrily lapped at her juices, drinking down every drop. Hermione was trembling, he could hear her 'whimpering' softly. He snaked up her body, staring deep in her eyes. Her tears were falling freely, her body still trembling with aftershocks. He entered her slowly, as he kissed her. Hermione held him tightly as her body trembled and her hips moved in time with his. Draco stroked her face gently and his voice, soothing, filled with tenderness as he began to whisper to her,

"I'm here, Love. I'm never gonna let you go." Hermione tried her best to control her trembling as he slowly made love to her. "It's ok, Hera, I've got you. You can let go, Love, I'll catch you." As he spoke, his thrusts intensified. Harder, Faster, Deeper. Hermione gasped for air as she tried to suppress what she was feeling.

'This can't be real, this doesn't happen to me…It's never happened for me…' Hermione thought, tried not to get caught up in these wondrous feeling... 'It's nothing…It's nothing. You should know that by now..'

He pressed his lips against the shell of her ear, licking it ever so gently. "Come for Hera… Come for me, my sweet angel." She was trembling as she met him thrust for thrust as she sought her release. The heat in her loins was like molten lava about to erupt. Draco sunk his teeth into her neck as he squeezed Hermione's nipple firmly, making her explode.

"Oh…Oh…OH GODS…OH GODS…OH DRACO…!!" Hermione let out a primal moan as her entire body convulsed for what seemed like forever. Her walls milked his cock so perfectly, Draco couldn't hold back any longer… He let out a roar that rang out through the flat as he came deep inside of her. She held him tightly, as waves of ecstasy washed over both of them. They were lost in each other completely…
They kissed her deeply as they slowly drifted back down to earth. Draco could feel his entire body burning with raw emotions. 'Is this what love feels like?'

"Are you ok, Love?"
"Mmhmm." She tried to stifle a yawn.
"Are you gonna fall asleep on me, Hera?" He teased.
"No," she said through a yawn…

"Yes, you are, my beautiful little witch. Come here." He rolled over on his back so she could lay her head on his chest. She snuggled close to him, intertwining her legs with his and draping her arm across his stomach. Within minutes, she was sound asleep. He stroked her long, lean, back, admiring her beautiful form. Draco yawned and kissed his lover on the head. Before he fell asleep, he whispered very quietly, "I love you, Hermione Granger."