New Beginnings

A/N: I just noticed how long this chapter is...OOPS! I'm not gonna shorten it, though.
Enjoy, all.

Draco sighed,softly, as he held his girl tighter. She smelled so good, like cinnamon and vanilla. Right now, she was driving him mad; the smell of cinnamon, vanilla and sex…Bloody HOT! He opened his eyes slowly and looked down at her, she took his breath away. The blankets were gathered just below her breasts, her head was resting on his arm, her angelic face turned towards him. Her lips were so full, and pouty. Draco leaned in, placing his lips on hers. He loved how her lips felt on his. 'I'm going to spend the rest of my life kissing these lips.' Hermione began to kiss him back as she gently pulled him towards her. She spread for him as Draco settled between her legs. He could feel her warmth as their kisses and caresses deepened. Hermione rubbed her clit against Draco rock hard cock, trying to find some kind of relief from her mounting arousal. Draco began kiss her neck and whisper in her ear, "You want me, don't you Hera?"
"yes…" she answered breathlessly..

"Say it, Love… Tell me what you want…"

"I want you, Draco…I need you." Her voice was filled with lust to match the look in her eyes. He looked deep into her eyes as he entered her slowly. Her eyes widened as she gasped. He filled her completely and then some. Draco's thrusts deep, tortuously slow and deliberate.

"Is that what you wanted, Lover?"

"Oh Merlin Yes!" He could feel her pulling him towards her, wanting to take him deeper. Draco smirked and rolled over, so Hermione was on top of him. Hermione kissed him deeply as she rode his cock slowly at first. She slowly sat up and looked deep into his eyes while raking her nails down his chest, making him hiss with pleasure. Draco watched her as she set their rhythm; she closed her eyes, losing herself in ecstasy. He began to fondle her breasts, making her moan and ride him faster. He began to rub her clit and Hermione gasped as she began to tremble as her orgasm washed over her.
"Oh Yes…Oh Yes…Oh Draco…Don't Stop…Don't Stop…Yesssssss!!!!!" Her eyes were closed, her head back, lost in orgasmic bliss.
Draco could feel her milking his cock, tighter and tighter… She looked so beautiful, so erotic…she felt bloody amazing…
"Oh Hera!! Oh Gods!!!" He grabbed her hips tightly as he thrust into harder and harder until he growled her name and came deep inside of her. Hermione collapsed atop of him, breathing heavily. Draco rubbed her back gently as he sent orgasmic aftershocks through her body she milked his cock, involuntarily.

"Wow!!" He whispered in her ear. "You're amazing. I may never let you out this bed again." Hermione blushed. "Is my beautiful, insatiable witch embarrassed? You just gave me a mind numbing, toe tingling orgasm and you can make me come just by watch you and now you're embarrassed?" She could only giggle and try to hide her face. "I love that you're my little hell kitten in bed but you get embarrassed when I tell you how much I love being inside of you." She did her best to hide her face in his chest.

"You love torturing me, don't you?" She smirked at him, her voice, slightly muffled.
"Of course I do… some habits are hard to break." He grinned smugly as he squeezed her bum firmly, making her sigh.
"You're ch..cheating, Malfoy…"
"Am I, Granger?"
"Y..Yes…"
"How am I cheating?" Her breathing was shallow and erratic…
"T..Teasing me…"
"I'm not teasing you, Lover. I'm planning to do all sorts of wonderful, deliciously, naughty things to you, all night long. But first, we have a prior engagement." Hermione sat her head up and looked at him, confused.

"Huh?"

"Someone promised to make dinner with me, and I'm not gonna let her back out on me, no matter how sexy she looks naked." Draco kissed her neck making her moan. "Now, Professor Granger, what are we making for dinner?" She couldn't answer; she was lost in the feeling of his kisses on her neck. He stopped abruptly making her groan with discontent. "Come on, Beautiful... Time to get up. We're going to the grocery store."

"You're very mean, Mr. Rosier."

"Yes, yes, I know.. Now move you're pretty little arse, Professor Granger. I'm getting hungry."

They dressed and moved to the living room to retrieve their shoes. Hermione had a slight pout on her face as she put on her boots. Draco watched her from the other side of the room for a moment or two, smirking to himself. His little witch was pouting because she still wanted his attention and grocery shopping was the last thing on her mind. 'She really is insatiable', he thought, with amused grin. He walked over to her slowly, kneeling between her legs, sliding his warm hands up the inside of her thighs. Hermione's entire body trembled, making her moan and fall back on the sofa, closing her eyes. Draco ran his fingers over her mound, feeling her warmth. She spread her legs wider for him, begging for his attention. He rubbed her firmly, pressing her clit through the material and she began to unravel. Hermione's body shook as she climaxed, leaving a warm damp spot on her pants. Hermione's eyes were glassy, her cheeks flush. It took her a moment to realize what had just happened. She covered her face, when she realized that Draco barely touched her and she had climaxed…and she was fully clothed. She tried to close her legs, totally mortified that her wetness had seeped through her panties and her dress pants.
'Gods, what is he gonna think of me? I know what he's gonna think, he's gonna think I'm a dirty slag… Merlin's Bloody Blue Balls, Hermione! You're 26 years old, why can't control yourself.' Try as she might, she couldn't close her legs; he wouldn't let her. Then she felt him, his warm mouth on her crotch before he moved up her body, sliding her hands away from her face and kissing her on the cheek.
"Why are you trying to hide, Hera?"
"Embarrassed"
"Why?"
"I can't say…not yet..:"
"Will you tell me later?" She nodded, sheepishly.
"Promise?" She nodded. Draco kissed her and smiled.
"Are you ready to go?"
Hermione started to blush again, as her eyes almost filled with tears. "I can't." She looked down at her damp pants.
"No worries, Love." He rested his hand on top of her mound and whispered a spell, concealing her wetness. The warmth of his hand made her shudder. She looked into his eyes, confused.
"Conceal?"
"Conceal. I want you to feel everything." As he spoke, he fondled her breasts, making her breath catch. "Are you ready to go?"
She nodded, her eyes were glassy.
Draco stood and helped her off of the sofa. He retrieved their coats and they headed to the grocery, hand in hand.
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"How about Italian?" Hermione stood in the pasta aisle with two boxes in her hands. "Draco? Where are you?" She gasped as she felt his hand snake around her waist.

"I'm right here, Love. And yes, Italian is fine. Lasagna?"

"Doesn't that take a while?"

"Not with a bit of magical intervention." She looked over her shoulder at him and smirked. "Besides, we can find something to do while dinner cooks." He moved her hair from over her ear, gently running his tongue over its edge, making her knees buckle.

"Draco, people will see." Her voice was weak.

"What will they see? A couple grocery shopping? Quietly discussing their selections? They will never know…" She could feel a warm hand fondling her breast as the other fingered her warm intimate folds, despite the fact that his hands never moved from her waist, "…that you're having a delicious, mind blowing orgasm right in front of them."

"Draco…please.." Hermione's protests were weak as her body began to tremble. "People will see… We have to stop…"

"Love, a Confundus Spell…they can't see anything.. Relax, my Sweet…enjoy..." Draco kissed her neck as she moaned softly. He smiled to himself; he so liked 'the invisible touch'. It had served him well in the past but with Hermione, it was so much better…He so loved pleasuring her, he got off on it, more than he ever expected. 'The invisible touch' was like being able to touch her with four hands. He could feel her warm, moist folds with fingers that weren't really there; he could feel her tightening around 'his fingers'.

"Draco…Oh Gods…" She was trembling…She held his arm, trying to steady herself. He placed his warm lips on her ear.
"Let it happen, Hera…Just let it happen…" Hermione's breathing became shallow as her body trembles in Draco's arms. She rests her head against his shoulder, moaning softly as the waves of pleasure washed over her, repeatedly. Her breathing slowly and began to return to normal as she rested her head in the crook of Draco's neck. He kissed her head, tenderly; casting a Conceal spell to hide their arousal. Draco held her closer to him, as he gently stroked her stomach with his thumb.

"Why did you do that?", her voice, lazy with lust.

"I can't tell you know now."

"When we get home?"

"Home?"

She nodded, "When we're together, we're home."

"Yes, then when we get home, we'll talk when we got home."

They finished their grocery shopping and went back to Hermione's flat to make dinner. With a bit of magic on both of their parts, they prepared the lasagna in record time and popped it in the oven. Hermione made the garlic bread and Draco made the salad. When they were finished, they settled down on the sofa, Hermione happily cradled in Draco's arms. They lie quietly for quite a while, enjoying how the day had played out. Hermione's slid her hand under his jumper, slowly running her fingers over his soft skin. Draco sighed softly at her touch. He couldn't help but marvel at how accustom he had become to her touch in such a short amount of time. When she started to speak, her voice was clear but quiet, she didn't look at him.

"I never knew what it felt like to make love before. Until today, I thought having sex and making love was the same thing. They're not." She took a slow breath. "The way you touch me, the way you kiss me…it feels different than anything I've ever felt before. Draco, I didn't know I could have an…..", her voice trailed off. He could tell that this wasn't easy for her so he didn't interrupt, he didn't want her to stop talking. "I was told that my body wasn't capable of it. That I wasn't made that way, that I might be defective."

Draco could feel his blood start to boil. 'How could anyone say something like that to another person, especially to her?' He heard her sniffle, then she continued to speak, her voice shaky with emotion.

"I thought I loved him, I really did. Everything I did for him, I did because I thought I loved him. It took me a long time to realize that he was using me and he had used me all along. I naively thought that if I was his friend, if I was loyal, if I loved him, he would eventually love me. He never did." She was crying but she continued to talk, she needed to get this off of her chest. It had been thirteen years since it had all started and she never told a soul. It was time for her to finally let go of this burden. Draco, didn't speak and he was doing his best to not show that this was upsetting him. To hear this sadness in her voice was killing him but still he remained silent.

"It started third year, with a simple kiss, something so innocent between friends. Then the next year, things just happened. He didn't want people to know about us. He said that he was protecting me, my reputation and my safety. I believed him, I don't know why but I did."

Draco tried to figure out who she was talking about. 'True, shagging The Weasel would be bad for her reputation but that was only because he was a stupid wanker. Why would she be in danger? The thought of her shagging the Weasel made him want to retch but, hey, she was young and shouldn't be punished now for stupid decisions she made when she was a child. Hell, I was shagging Pansy back then.'

"I must have been blind or stupid not to see that he was using me, especially at the end. He was with me the night before graduation and I asked him what 'we' were going to do after graduation and he said, 'Let's not think about that now. Let's just fuck…you're good at that'." Hermione sighed. "Yes, I know I was an idiot but by then I was so blind to everything he had done, I just accepted what he said, no questions asked. It wasn't until the next afternoon at graduation that the truth came crashing down on me like ton of bricks. Headmistress MacGonagall was about to present the diplomas and he walked to the front of the auditorium and said that he had an announcement. My heart began to race, thinking, FINALLY, he will tell everyone about us but instead…

"I'm sorry for interrupting this joyous occasion but this can't wait any longer." He walked over to her and brought her to him. "Ginny Weasley, you've been by my side through all of the worst experiences in my life. You have been the light that guides me home and the loving arms that always welcomed me. Your love has been the only constant in my life."

He got down on one knee, everyone in the room gasped. "Ginevra Molly Weasley, I love you with all my heart and soul. Would you do me that honour of becoming my wife?"

"My heart shattered into millions of pieces but I never that anyone know. I put on a smile and hid away my hurt. The next day, I packed up left the wizarding world. I couldn't take it. Everything I had believed in, all of my dreams had been destroyed. I had been accepted to Oxford, thanks to Headmistress MacGonagall, I didn't know that they were affiliated with the wizarding world, nor do most people. I was able to hide there."

Draco stared at her, in utter shock and disbelief. "You and Potter?" She nodded. "He said those hurtful things to you?" She looked away, nodding her. "So, you haven't been back since graduation?"

"I tried to go back a few times but none of them were particularly good experiences. I was invited to Ginny's bridal shower and I couldn't make a good enough excuse in order to get out of it. It was as awful as you might imagine. All of the girls talking about their boyfriends, fiancés, and husbands, then there was me, alone as usual. When the party ended, I flooed back to Diagon Alley then I planned to take the train back to my parents' house. It didn't work out that way. Harry followed me; he cornered me at the Leaky Cauldron when I went in for a couple of shots of Fire Whiskey. He apparated me to a room before I could get away from him. He said that he missed me and that he didn't see any reason for us to stop 'our arrangement' now that he and Ginny were getting married. "

"I know you love me, 'Mione. This could work out really well for you. You know that Ron has had feelings for you forever, why don't you just give in and get with him. You will have your books and your research at the Ministry and you'll have me, occasionally. Plus, your bed won't be empty and Ron will get you. That's a pretty good deal for 'a girl like you'. "

“A girl like me? What exactly was that supposed to mean anyway? And pimping me to Ron. What the fuck!! Yeah, I told him that I was working at the Ministry and he cared so little for me that he didn't even notice that I was lying to him. I stopped going to wizarding world after all of that. I couldn't take it anymore. I focused on my studies and gave up on the idea of having any kind of romantic connections in my life after that disaster."

Draco looked at her, his face very serious. He was trying to understand everything she had told him. True, he thought Potter and Weasley were prats but he never thought that Potter would hurt Hermione like that. He wasn't sure what to say, he was angry at what had happened to her but if it didn't happen, would she be here with him now?

"Why did you come to my office this morning?" He finally asked; his chest tightened, almost afraid to hear the answer.

"At first, it was curiosity. I heard your voice at Sid and Nancie's but I didn't see your face. When the girls started talking about you and saying how nice you were, then they described those beautiful eyes of yours, I kind of became…let's say hyper-focused."

"Obsessed." He laughed. Hermione gave him a mock dirty look and then continued.

"I stood in your reception area for what felt like hours, trying to figure out why I was there, but I didn't know why. It didn’t make sense at the time. Then you opened the door and smiled at me, really smiled at me. You disarmed me and drew me towards you at the same time." She looked down, sheepishly; then looked into his eyes. "I didn't want you to leave my office this morning but I didn't know how to ask you to stay."

"I didn't want to leave but I didn't want to over step my bounds." He said with a smile.

"When you showed up with lunch, the schoolgirl in me burst into tears. No one had ever cared about me enough to do something so thoughtful. A part of me was completely terrified to move forward with you, not just because of our history. My track record with men was nonexistent so the idea of jumping into something with you, yeah…really scary." Draco pulled her closer to him, kissing her head.

"What changed your mind?"

She paused, closing her eyes, taking a long, slow deep breath and let it out as she ran her fingers across the back of his hand. 'He's gonna laugh…Maybe he won't…He hasn't so far…Maybe he really does care..'
"Your Annual."

"Huh?"

"You opened it to my picture and as you spoke, you didn't even notice how you were looking at the photo, how you knew all of the nuances of the photo and could tell me all of your favorite parts of the photo, all of the subtle things. It warmed my heart. You allowed me to hope for the first time in a really long time." She looked into his eyes, making him melt. Draco kissed her softly on the lips, making her shiver and snuggle close to him.

"Hera, may I ask you something?"

"Yeah."

"Why did you start to cry?" She started to blush, hiding her face in his chest for a moment before she finally looked at him again.

"This is going to embarrassing, please don't laugh. Telling you is going to be difficult enough"

"Love, I wouldn't do that."

"I know…This is just really hard for me." He nodded. Hermione took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Hearing this isn't going to be easy for you either. We're just starting…whatever this is and I have to tell you about my past, I know you're not going to like it. Please remember that as bad as it was, it brought me to you." As she spoke, she stroked his face, lovingly. Draco only nodded as the knot in his chest tightened. He wasn't sure if he could handle hearing about her and Potter but he knew she needed to tell him. This was going to suck for both of them.
"Harry is the only man…boy I've ever been with. He was never loving or gentle with me, he always acted like it was my obligation as his 'friend' to 'service' him. Me, being naïve and in love (or so I thought), I did whatever he told me to do. He was never a very giving lover…or at least not with me. It would tear my heart to shreds when Ginny would tell me how kind and gentle he was with her. He told me that I was 'frigid' and that no man could ever 'melt' me, that's why I didn't have orgasms. He never had problems giving Ginny orgasms so it had to be me. And like an idiot, I believed him, which made sex even more difficult for me. I became more self conscious and it made it even more difficult to enjoy myself, which in his mind confirmed everything he was saying." Hermione wiped her eyes with the back of her hands. This was one of those times that she was happy that she wore waterproof mascara or should look like a raccoon by now.
"When you and I kissed, I felt things that I had never felt before. I wanted more and more. But when you…", she paused, not sure how to say it, "You wanted to pleasure me. You wanted to focus solely on my pleasure. I've never had that, Draco…You're the only man that's ever done that...That was the first time I ever…" Hermione started to blush and hide her face.

Draco lifted her chin so she would look him in the eye. "Love, are you trying to tell me that you never had an orgasm before I went down on you." Her body was trembling with embarrassment; she could only shake her head, yes. "Is that why you started crying?" She shook her head, yes. "Did you think it was a fluke?" Again she nodded, yes. He smiled at her, kissing her. "It's not a fluke, Love."

"It scares me."
"Why?"
"Can a person become addicted to that feeling?"
"I don’t know but I'm pretty addicted to that feeling, too." He said with a devilish smile.
"Does it always feel like that?"
"I sure hope so, Love." He kissed her. "Can I ask you one more thing?"
"Yeah…"
"Before we went to the grocery store and at the grocery store?"

"Honestly, I don't know what happened. I was so close to the edge and I didn't even know it. You barely touched me and I climaxed. I was so embarrassed."

"Why were you embarrassed?"

"I'm not sure."

"Watching you climax is the so bloody sexy, I can't even put it into words. Why do you think I did what I did when I did at the grocery? Feeling you climax is…addicting."

Hermione started to blush for the umpteenth time that day.

"I can't believe I had an orgasm in the grocery store."

"I couldn't help it, Love, I'm sorry about that. Actually, no, I’m not. You just looked so bloody sexy standing there. You didn't even know that I was watching you. You were biting your lower lip, like you always do when you're deep in thought. You were shifting her weight from one hip to the other, looking so…shaggable. I knew that it would be bad form to do so right then and there so I did the next best thing. I took you, you melted into me and no one ever knew. It was sinfully delicious." Hermione closed her eyes as she unconsciously rubbed her thighs together. She could feel herself getting wet, again, just remembering how decadent and naughty that she felt. Draco slid his hand down her hip, settling it on her bum, making her squirm.

"H-how did you do that, Draco? In the store, what did you do?" She looked at him, her eyes filled with lust.
"So, you liked that, huh?" He smirked at her.
She smirked back at him, "I came in your arms at the grocery store because of what you did. You tell me?" He laughed.

"Point well taken. It's called 'Invisible Touch'. The best way I can describe it is that conjures invisible hands that feel like your own that you control."

"So you felt everything just like when we're together?" He nodded and smirked with a twinkle in his eye. "Where did you learn that?"

"Do you really want that answer?" She stopped and thought about it…

"No, I really don't." The timer on the stove sounded. "Are you ready for dinner?"

"Definitely."

After a lovely dinner, they cleaned up and Hermione headed towards the bedroom.
"Where are you going, Love?"
"I was going to take a quick shower. Why?" He walked up to her, pulling her close to him.
"Can I come with..?"
"You want to?" looking at him in disbelief.
Draco looked into her eyes as he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. 'Merlin, those eyes are just unbelievable. So expressive, so beautiful.' He brought his lips down to hers, kissing her ever so softly. He pulled back and looked at her again. She was smiling as she opened her eyes slowly.

"Yes, Love, I want to." Hermione looked deep into his eyes, she saw something she had never seen in Harry's eyes but she didn't want to put words to it just yet. Right now, words would complicate things. She wanted to enjoy how this all felt without over-thinking it, for the first time in her life. She reached up, rubbing his neck as she ran her fingers through the back of his hair. Hermione pulled Draco to her, kissing him deeply. He picked her up, as she locked her legs around his waist, carrying her towards the bedroom. They fall onto the bed, still kissing. Hermione started to giggle.

"I thought we were going to take a shower, Draco?"

"We will, Love. I have to undress you, don't I?" He slides her jumper over her head as he kissed her chest.

"Opportunist.."

"You know it", he smirked at he nimbly unfastened her bra and began to suckle at her right nipple.

"Draco…" She whimpered softly…

"Yes, Hera…"
"Shower?"
"Not yet…"
"Huh?" She whimpered.
Draco crawled up her body, pressing his warm lips to her ear, gently tugging on her lobe with his teeth.
"I'm going to be a mean, selfish prat, first", he smirked and laughed with a hint of that old Malfoy menace in his tone. Hermione's body stiffened instantly.

"W-what? Draco…what do mean?" He could feel the tension in her body; hearing the tension in her voice.

"Hmmm… Where should I start?" He slid his hands down her arms to her wrists, gripping them firmly, then pulling them over her head. Holding them there with one hand. "I think I'm going to start with kissing that beautiful, sweet mouth of yours. Gods, I love kissing you." He leaned forward, covering her mouth with his, tasting every corner of her mouth. Hermione could only sigh as she melted beneath him, the tension melted away. Draco sat back slowly, smirking at her. "Hmmm, what next? So many choices. I know what I want." Hermione started to move her arms, Draco looked into her eyes and shook his head, no. He didn't need to restrain her; she was completely under his control, voluntarily. He slowly ran his long lean fingers down her chest, gently squeezing her nipples as he headed towards the top of her pants. Hermione looked into his eyes, unsure of what he was going to do yet but completely captivated. He removed her pants and her panties, spreading her, leaving her completely exposed. Draco began to lightly trace her folds with his fingers, making her moan with desire. "Oh yes…so beautiful.." He undressed completely before he briefly slithered up her body and began to whisper in her ear.
"Do you know what I'm gonna do, Hera?" She shook her head, no, as she moans at the warmed and pressure of his massive cock being rubbed against her oversensitive clit. "Do you want me to tell you?"

Uh-huh…"

"I'm bury my face between my girlfriend's soft, creamy thighs and show her how beautiful, sexy, delicious and irresistible she is. I love how she tastes…I can't get enough of her sweet pussy." Hermione was rubbing herself against his rock hard cock as she moaned, begging for release. For a moment, what Draco said didn't register, she was lost in his touch, then what he said hit her.

"Draco? What did you just say?" He smiled and kissed her deeply.

"You tell me.."

"Did you say 'Girlfriend'? Hermione had a look of total disbelief on her face.

"Yes.."

"You're serious?"

"I told you, Hermione. I want you, 100%. Love, like it or not, you’re stuck with me."

"I think I like that idea." She pulled him to her, kissing him deeply as her nails began to dig into his back. Draco caught her arms and stopped her.

"No, no, Love.. I'm not done with you." He kisses her as he moved her arms over her head again then began to kiss down her body. Draco settles between Hermione's thighs; he looks at her as he began to trace her moist folds again.

"Oh Draco…." Her eyes were closed as she spread eagerly for him. Draco began to explore her sacred center with his tongue. Long, slow, licks that made both of them moan loudly. He spread her lips, teasing her clit before sliding his fingers inside of her. As he pumped into her, pressing against her g-spot as he lavished her clit with his tongue. Hermione was trembling, trying her best to make this last as long as possible. He could feel that she was holding back; Draco smiled.

"Don't hold back, Hera… Come for me, Love…" She moaned louder as she changed his pace, riding his fingers as she shook uncontrollably. "Do it, Hera, come for me.." Draco began to flick his tongue over her clit as he increased the pressure on her g-spot, making her ride his fingers harder and faster.

"Oh Yes!! Oh Yes!! Oh Draco!! Gods Yes!! Yes!!!" Hermione opened her eyes as she climaxed, looking into Draco's eyes as she came. Her breathing was labored; her eyes were twinkling as she smiled at him.

"Gods… that was so damn hot." He crawled up her body and kissed her deeply. He could feel her body trembling with aftershocks as he rubbed his cock against her hungry pussy. Hermione couldn't believe that she was getting even more turned on by tasting herself on his tongue. She wasn't sure if it was the taste or if it was the fact that the taste of her pussy turned him on so much and he actually liked going down on her. Hermione was jolted from her thoughts as she felt Draco enter her slowly. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, trying to control his breathing, his thrusts were very shallow. His muscles were so tense, he was shaking. Hermione could hear him whispering something but she couldn't quite make out what he was saying. She caressed his back gently before she touching his cheek.
"What did you say, Love?" He looked at her, his eyes looked almost distressed. His face was flushed…'Was Draco blushing?'
"I'm so close, Hera…” Hermione gently stroked his face, looking into his eyes as she began to move her hips slowly. Draco moaned as he rested his forehead against hers as he began to thrust with her harder. She could feel him stroking the sides of her breasts, making her moan softly. Hermione smiled to herself and gently pushed Draco's shoulder. He sat his head up and looked at her; the devilish glint in her eye told him exactly what she wanted. He rolled onto his back, taking Hermione with him. She kissed him gently as she placed his hands on her breasts as she began to ride him.

"Hera… Oh Gods!! Yes...Oh Fuck Yes!!" Draco fondled her breasts, as he was doing his best to hold back, then he felt it.. He opened his eyes to watch Hermione's body trembling as her pussy milked his cock over and over again. She was moaning his name over and over again. He couldn't take anymore…

"Fuck!!!!!!!" Draco thrust into Hermione as hard as he could as he filled her with his seed. He pulled Hermione to him, kissing her face, neck, and chest until his mouth settled on her left nipple, suckling it hungrily as he fondled her right breast. Her body shook uncontrollably as her orgasmic aftershocks consumed her. She could only whimper at the feeling of his mouth and hands. He pulled her into his arms, holding her as tight was he could. Hermione nestled her head in the crook of Draco's neck as they lie still, holding hands.

"That was…."

"Yeah it was…"

Draco and Hermione took a long, hot shower together then headed back to bed. They cuddled together to watch re-runs of Dr. Who and Torchwood.
"We never finished our other cupcake from lunch. Do you want dessert, Love?"

"You mean you're not my dessert?" Hermione gave him a mock annoyed look.

"Do you ever think of anything else?"

"Hmmmm.. Nope.."

"Very funny, Draco."

"Come now, my Dearest. You're going to sit there and honestly tell me that you're expecting me not to think about sex when we've made love… how many times today? And you're sitting next to me, naked, looking all sexy and smelling so good… Just being near you is driving me mad." She kisses him and rolled her eyes, and scampering to the kitchen, naked, to retrieve the cupcake and 2 glasses of milk.

"Hera?"

"Yeah", she didn't look up as she happily licked frosting off of her fingers.

"Did you ever NOT hate me when we were in school?"

"Love, I never hated you, per se. You hurt my feelings a lot and said mean things to me and about me but you never actually knew me. I never understand that. I didn't like you, true. But I never hated you. Why did you hate me?"

"That's the strange part…I never hated you either. Lucius 'brainwashed' me about all muggles and muggle-borns then I met you. You went against everything that he ever said. You're beautiful, you're brilliant, you're stronger magically than any pureblood wizard or witch I've ever met. You offended reason, in his eyes and you created doubt in my mind. That's why I fought with you so much, I think I was trying to find your weaknesses. There had to be something that you didn't excel at, but alas I never found any and you were to damn tough to ever let my stupid shit bother you."

"On the contrary, Draco, you made me cry…a lot. I just wouldn't give you the satisfaction of seeing me cry. Not even Harry and Ron ever saw me cry over anything except physical pain. And as for something I DON'T excel at…you know the answer to that. Flying… It scares the heck out of me and I generally avoid it as much as possible."
"Really?" He asked in disbelief.

"Yep."

"Why?"

"Don't know… Brooms don't seem to listen to me, nor like me much. It's no big deal, I've led quite a full life without knowing how to ride a broom."

"But it's really wonderful, being up there, so free, no restrictions, no boundaries." She struggled. "Would you be willing to try it if I took you flying?"

"Maybe…"

"Maybe?"

"Maybe."

"Ok, I'll accept 'maybe', because it's you. Now, are you gonna share that cupcake or are you gonna just torture me by licking the frosting off your fingers." She smirked at him and fed him a piece of the cupcake laden with frosting. Draco sucked every bit of frosting off of her fingers, making her moan.
"I see you like fingers sucking as much as I do." He holds her hand, slowly sucking each finger on her left hand.

"What…do you mean?" Draco brushed his fingers against her erect nipples, making her squirm . His fingers wandered down her body until he felt her wetness on his fingers. He slowly slid his fingers up and down her slit, never breaking eye contact with Hermione. Draco brought his fingers to his mouth, licking his fingers clean. She could barely breathe as she watched him.

'How does he do that? He looks into my eyes, he barely touches me and I'm so wet, I can barely contain myself. Gods, I want him so bad.'.

Draco smirks at her, as he licked his lips. "I like the frosting but, Mmmm…you taste so much better." He leaned over and kissed her passionately but Hermione pulled back.. He looked at her with a questioning look in his eyes.

"No, no, Love… It's my turn to have some fun." Hermione gently pushed Draco back onto the pillows and pulled back the blankets to reveal his rock hard erection. She looked from his eyes, to his delicious cock and back, smiling, devilishly as she licked her lips. She began by holding him in her hands, marveling at his length and girth. When her fingertip grazed over his sensitive head, Draco hissed, making her smile. He saw her whisper a spell and bottle came to her hand; he knew exactly what it was. Her hands, slick with lube, began to move up and down his shaft, she never taking her eyes off of him. She leaned forward, kissing him before running her nipples down his chest and settling between his legs. Her mouth hovered over his erection, making him groan..
"Don't tease..", he growled. She smirked as she began to lick his head. Draco hissed, lifting his hips off of the bed. She looked into his eyes as she took him deep into her mouth, as she snaked her tongue around his cock. Hermione looked into Draco's eyes before she took him deep into her throat.

"Fuck…" He grabbed the sheets to steady himself. She quickly changed her pace, sucking his cock as she massaged his balls. "Gods, Hera…" He watched her head as it bobbed up and down on his cock. Hermione pressed the 'sweet spot' beneath his balls as she sucked his cock harder and faster, sending a rush through his entire body. Draco began to shake as he clutched the mattress. She looked up at him, and smirked to herself; then she very gently pressed a finger against his arse hole. Draco growled as he moaned her name, his fingers entwined in her hair; he came hard as Hermione swallowed every dropped of his hot, salty gift. She licked him clean, making him tremble with each swipe of her tongue. She looked into his eyes, licking her lips.

"Dear Gods, Woman…" He pulled her up his body and began kissing her. 'Gods, I can't believe I like tasting myself on her tongue.' Draco rolled over so he was on top of her; he sucked and kissed her nipples before burying his face in the crook of her neck. He gently stroked her side as he kissed her neck, his breathing slowly calmed.

Hermione played with Draco's hair, smiling at him. She was happy, truly happy for the first time in a long time. This was truly a perfect day; it renewed her faith in men, in life and maybe, just maybe, in love. She could help but admire the handsome, naked man lying in her arms. Part of her couldn't believe that he was the same boy that had tormented her all those years ago. The teenage girl in her could finally understand what all of those girls were swooning about. He truly was beautiful, his muscular body was flawless, and those eyes.. She wondered if he realized the power of his smile, it sure could make her swoon. Then there was Hermione, the woman. The one that had been hidden away because of a selfish schoolboy. The one that thought she was frigid and defective because of one person. Then this beautiful man, this beautiful, sleepy man that's lying here, gently stroking her breast went to get hot cocoa at Sid and Nancie's and everything changed for her. She felt complete, she felt fulfilled; she finally felt like a woman. If this all ended tomorrow, he had still given her a precious gift and he didn't even know it. Hermione sighed softly, as she touched his cheek. She was falling for him, she knew it. Oh hell, she'd had already fallen for him, 'hook, line, and sinker.' But this time, for some reason, it was ok, this is blissful as long as it lasts.
Hermione was lost in her thoughts and didn't feel Draco move his head; he was watching her. "Knut for your thoughts, my love." She looked at him and smiled.
"Just thinking."
"About me?"

"Mostly.."

"Really?"

"Yes, really", she mocked.

"Are you gonna tell me?"

"I was just thinking about the last time I was this happy." Draco made a face.

"When was that?"

"I've never been this happy. Thank you, Draco. Thank you for the happiest day I've ever had."

"You're welcome, Love, but you're making it sound like this is only a one time thing." Hermione didn't reply. "Hera?"

"I don't like to make any assumptions."

Draco sighed. 'I could fucking kill Potter for making her doubt herself and ME like this…'

"Woman, are you deaf or just stubborn? I'm not going anywhere, Hera." He moved up her body so his arms were on either side of her head. "Hermione, I don't know what words you need to hear so you will believe me." He paused, 'Maybe I do and I'm too scared to say them yet," he thought. Hermione's eyes started to well up with tears. "Be mine, my beautiful lioness."

"I'm yours, my handsome dragon." Draco kissed Hermione and smiled at her.

"I'm really glad I went to get cocoa this morning."

"Me, too."

They snuggled close together and fell asleep with blissful smiles on their faces. They both slept soundly for the first time in years.