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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
50
Views:
28,534
Reviews:
346
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Interlude
distinctlyME - Aww...I was just joking. I understand about real life getting in the way. I was just wondering because your reviews make my day so very bright. There is a wonderful giddy feeling that bubbles up when I see even one more review added to my story. I love repeat reviewers because they are faithful and I trust them. I've noticed that Hermione and Draco don't get as much quality time as they should....but there's just so much that happens in this story. I want to put all my charries in, and I end up cutting my main ones short sometimes. Ah well...such is the fate of a busy mind. O_O And you are very welcome for the review.
LolaDiBlack - 0_0 Oh my....such deviance....
bLondpierogi - Yes, yes. But he's used to people wanting him for his money. He doesn't think any other way... But we love him anyway...
FlowersBecomeScreens - Yes, Draco is adorable with his spontaneity. Oh...I'm afraid I'm breaking a promise to you in this chapter. Bella and Rodolphus aren't in this chapter. My muse attacked and this chapter is...
SUDDEN SMUT!!!!
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“You did what?”
“I asked her to marry me, father. She said yes!” Draco beamed. He was sitting up in bed, the tray of breakfast on his lap.
“You didn’t ask for the family ring, Draco.” Lucius said softly. He wasn’t upset that Draco asked Hermione to marry him. Far from it, in fact. He just wished Draco would think these things through instead of going it half-arsed.
“That ring is too gaudy for Hermione. It’s too large for her hands. I want to have another made. Just for her. She’s special like that, you know.” He said. Lucius smiled, and shook his head. The boy was arse-over-elbows in love. It was plain to see.
“Very well. As soon as the Minister helps us straighten out our legal status, I’ll have a representative from Jaxom’s Jewelry come by. They’ve been with our family for years.” Lucius said, watching as Draco began to shovel food into his mouth with gusto. He had certainly regained his appetite…
Narcissa entered the room at that moment, a healthy glow about her. Now that she wasn’t throwing up everything that passed her lips, she looked and felt much better. The barely noticeable bump at her middle was proudly displayed via a tastefully snug sweater with matching slacks. She was in designer slippers instead of shoes, which was fine with Lucius. Her comfort was important to him. Besides…it had been quite the treat to watch those pretty slippers bounce near his head when he slung her legs over his shoulder and fucked her hoarse.
“Draco….I’ve heard from Hermione that you proposed to her.” She said, looking displeased. Draco looked up from his food, a frown on his face.
“Does that displease you, mother? Did you want me to marry someone else?” he asked. She gasped.
“Heavens no, silly boy! I was going to admonish you for not having a ring for her! How very distasteful!” she admonished gently. Draco relaxed.
“I know, mother. But I didn’t want to give her the traditional family ring. She’s not a traditional bride. I wanted to give her something made just for her.” He said. Narcissa’s face softened, and she went to sit beside him on the bed.
“You’re sweet as honey, my son.” She said, and kissed his cheek. Draco grinned cheekily.
“Don’t I know it!”
~~
Hermione poked her head around the doorway, watching Draco as he flexed his arm while balancing a book on his lap. She entered the room, and kicked the door shut. Draco looked up, startled, when the door closed. His shock turned to curiosity when Hermione locked and warded the door, and then cast a silencing spell over the room.
She was wrapped tightly in a house robe, which was odd considering the early autumn weather made it warm. An eyebrow cocked upwards when he spied strappy heels on her feet. She was up to something…
“Hmm…to what do I owe this honor?” he asked, setting the book aside and leaning back against his pillows like a king on his throne.
She opened the house robe, and Draco felt his mouth go dry. She was wearing not a stitch of clothing beneath the robe. He swallowed hard.
“M-Mione?” he asked, his voice breaking. She dropped the robe at her feet, and walked sensuously towards the bed, her breasts bouncing enticingly with each step. Draco felt a little light-headed as the majority of his blood zoomed downwards. She stopped beside the bed, reaching forward to grasp the covers he had pulled up over his lap. She flung them back, revealing his black satin boxers. The were nicely tented.
“The war is over.” She said softly, reaching out to gingerly rub at the tent in his boxers. He shivered as the gentle touch exploded all the way to his toes.
“Yes, luv. But what does that have to do with you coming into my room wearing nothing but those naughty heels?” he asked, appreciating the way her calves tensed from walking in the high shoes.
“Do you remember the first time you put your mouth on me?” she asked, hooking her thumbs in the waist band of his boxers. He lifted his hips to allow her to remove them, and watched her eyes glaze a bit when his erection sprang free. Gods he was so hard!
“Oh yes. I had you off within minutes…” he said, looking quite smug.
“I want to return the favor to you." she said.
“You have before, dearest. Shortly after Ruby was rescued. Quite a nice wake up, if I do recall...”
“Does that mean you don't want me to do so again?"
“No, but-”
“I want to suck your cock.” She said simply. He felt a shiver go through him as the words left her lips. So brazen! She reached out and grasped his hard tool, gripping it firmly. He spread his legs out as she climbed onto the bed, and nestled herself at his groin.
“I don’t think-”
“Let me rephrase that: I’m going to suck your cock.” She said, and began to run her hand up and down his shaft. Her hand was unlubricated, and the slight drag felt heavenly for a few strokes, but if she didn’t moisten soon she would chafe him. He watched, a bit anxious, as she pulled her hand back and began to lick it. She started with her palm, running her tongue over each finger as if she had eaten something tasty. His cock began to weep with need.
She then put her hand around the base of his penis, and leaned forward, her mouth only centimeters away from the head. He could feel the warm puffs of breath, and it was sending more delicious shivers through his loins.
He gasped softly when her tongue swiped at the head, licking away the pearly drop of precum at the tip. She then drew the head of his cock into her mouth, applying light suction.
“Holy fucking bloody shite!” he gasped. She laughed around his cock, and his eyes crossed at the vibration in caused.
He never thought he’d be able to get head after what happened with that stupid chit. She’d fucking bit him! But Hermione was different. She'd surprised him with that nice wake-up call. And it had made hin realize that Hermione was like no other to him. Now….oh now….it felt wonderful to have Hermione’s lips wrapped around him.
She began a slow rhythm of pressing his cock further into her mouth, and fisting what she couldn’t fit. She didn’t want to gag, so she was basically limited to a few inches. But he was well equipped, so her hand was nice and busy.
His hands clutched at the sheet beneath him when she started to hum. The vibrations reached all the way to his toes, and he was nearly incoherent with want.
“Gonna…Mione…I’m gonna….” He was squirming beneath her, an dhis hand came up to try and push her head away so he could come. But she was latched on tight. Her free hand came up and grasped his balls, kneading them in her palm.
The sensations were too much, and he came with a shout, spurting several hot jets of cum into the back of Hermione’s throat. She swallowed every drop, and then proceeded to lick him clean, a smug look on her face as he squirmed beneath the touches on his sensitized organ. She then crawled up beside him on the bed, reaching down to unstrap her heels. He grasped her hand, still panting for breath.
“Oh no, my little vixen. When I get my second breath I want to see those heels over my shoulder, because I plan to fuck you until you have to crawl around this gods-forsaken house. You’ll forget what it was like to be anywhere but beneath me, my curly-headed temptress. And that’s a promise, not a threat.” He growled at her. She grinned, and pulled his hand to her mouth, kissing his palm gently.
“Promises, promises….”
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Oh....I know....No plot, but real hot! Plot will resume next chapter....
((A/N: I really need to read my previous chapters, damnit. That1OverThere - You were right, and I had forgotten about that little blurb. I changed some stuff around here, so it is more suited to just a nice smutty chapp.))
LolaDiBlack - 0_0 Oh my....such deviance....
bLondpierogi - Yes, yes. But he's used to people wanting him for his money. He doesn't think any other way... But we love him anyway...
FlowersBecomeScreens - Yes, Draco is adorable with his spontaneity. Oh...I'm afraid I'm breaking a promise to you in this chapter. Bella and Rodolphus aren't in this chapter. My muse attacked and this chapter is...
SUDDEN SMUT!!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“You did what?”
“I asked her to marry me, father. She said yes!” Draco beamed. He was sitting up in bed, the tray of breakfast on his lap.
“You didn’t ask for the family ring, Draco.” Lucius said softly. He wasn’t upset that Draco asked Hermione to marry him. Far from it, in fact. He just wished Draco would think these things through instead of going it half-arsed.
“That ring is too gaudy for Hermione. It’s too large for her hands. I want to have another made. Just for her. She’s special like that, you know.” He said. Lucius smiled, and shook his head. The boy was arse-over-elbows in love. It was plain to see.
“Very well. As soon as the Minister helps us straighten out our legal status, I’ll have a representative from Jaxom’s Jewelry come by. They’ve been with our family for years.” Lucius said, watching as Draco began to shovel food into his mouth with gusto. He had certainly regained his appetite…
Narcissa entered the room at that moment, a healthy glow about her. Now that she wasn’t throwing up everything that passed her lips, she looked and felt much better. The barely noticeable bump at her middle was proudly displayed via a tastefully snug sweater with matching slacks. She was in designer slippers instead of shoes, which was fine with Lucius. Her comfort was important to him. Besides…it had been quite the treat to watch those pretty slippers bounce near his head when he slung her legs over his shoulder and fucked her hoarse.
“Draco….I’ve heard from Hermione that you proposed to her.” She said, looking displeased. Draco looked up from his food, a frown on his face.
“Does that displease you, mother? Did you want me to marry someone else?” he asked. She gasped.
“Heavens no, silly boy! I was going to admonish you for not having a ring for her! How very distasteful!” she admonished gently. Draco relaxed.
“I know, mother. But I didn’t want to give her the traditional family ring. She’s not a traditional bride. I wanted to give her something made just for her.” He said. Narcissa’s face softened, and she went to sit beside him on the bed.
“You’re sweet as honey, my son.” She said, and kissed his cheek. Draco grinned cheekily.
“Don’t I know it!”
~~
Hermione poked her head around the doorway, watching Draco as he flexed his arm while balancing a book on his lap. She entered the room, and kicked the door shut. Draco looked up, startled, when the door closed. His shock turned to curiosity when Hermione locked and warded the door, and then cast a silencing spell over the room.
She was wrapped tightly in a house robe, which was odd considering the early autumn weather made it warm. An eyebrow cocked upwards when he spied strappy heels on her feet. She was up to something…
“Hmm…to what do I owe this honor?” he asked, setting the book aside and leaning back against his pillows like a king on his throne.
She opened the house robe, and Draco felt his mouth go dry. She was wearing not a stitch of clothing beneath the robe. He swallowed hard.
“M-Mione?” he asked, his voice breaking. She dropped the robe at her feet, and walked sensuously towards the bed, her breasts bouncing enticingly with each step. Draco felt a little light-headed as the majority of his blood zoomed downwards. She stopped beside the bed, reaching forward to grasp the covers he had pulled up over his lap. She flung them back, revealing his black satin boxers. The were nicely tented.
“The war is over.” She said softly, reaching out to gingerly rub at the tent in his boxers. He shivered as the gentle touch exploded all the way to his toes.
“Yes, luv. But what does that have to do with you coming into my room wearing nothing but those naughty heels?” he asked, appreciating the way her calves tensed from walking in the high shoes.
“Do you remember the first time you put your mouth on me?” she asked, hooking her thumbs in the waist band of his boxers. He lifted his hips to allow her to remove them, and watched her eyes glaze a bit when his erection sprang free. Gods he was so hard!
“Oh yes. I had you off within minutes…” he said, looking quite smug.
“I want to return the favor to you." she said.
“You have before, dearest. Shortly after Ruby was rescued. Quite a nice wake up, if I do recall...”
“Does that mean you don't want me to do so again?"
“No, but-”
“I want to suck your cock.” She said simply. He felt a shiver go through him as the words left her lips. So brazen! She reached out and grasped his hard tool, gripping it firmly. He spread his legs out as she climbed onto the bed, and nestled herself at his groin.
“I don’t think-”
“Let me rephrase that: I’m going to suck your cock.” She said, and began to run her hand up and down his shaft. Her hand was unlubricated, and the slight drag felt heavenly for a few strokes, but if she didn’t moisten soon she would chafe him. He watched, a bit anxious, as she pulled her hand back and began to lick it. She started with her palm, running her tongue over each finger as if she had eaten something tasty. His cock began to weep with need.
She then put her hand around the base of his penis, and leaned forward, her mouth only centimeters away from the head. He could feel the warm puffs of breath, and it was sending more delicious shivers through his loins.
He gasped softly when her tongue swiped at the head, licking away the pearly drop of precum at the tip. She then drew the head of his cock into her mouth, applying light suction.
“Holy fucking bloody shite!” he gasped. She laughed around his cock, and his eyes crossed at the vibration in caused.
He never thought he’d be able to get head after what happened with that stupid chit. She’d fucking bit him! But Hermione was different. She'd surprised him with that nice wake-up call. And it had made hin realize that Hermione was like no other to him. Now….oh now….it felt wonderful to have Hermione’s lips wrapped around him.
She began a slow rhythm of pressing his cock further into her mouth, and fisting what she couldn’t fit. She didn’t want to gag, so she was basically limited to a few inches. But he was well equipped, so her hand was nice and busy.
His hands clutched at the sheet beneath him when she started to hum. The vibrations reached all the way to his toes, and he was nearly incoherent with want.
“Gonna…Mione…I’m gonna….” He was squirming beneath her, an dhis hand came up to try and push her head away so he could come. But she was latched on tight. Her free hand came up and grasped his balls, kneading them in her palm.
The sensations were too much, and he came with a shout, spurting several hot jets of cum into the back of Hermione’s throat. She swallowed every drop, and then proceeded to lick him clean, a smug look on her face as he squirmed beneath the touches on his sensitized organ. She then crawled up beside him on the bed, reaching down to unstrap her heels. He grasped her hand, still panting for breath.
“Oh no, my little vixen. When I get my second breath I want to see those heels over my shoulder, because I plan to fuck you until you have to crawl around this gods-forsaken house. You’ll forget what it was like to be anywhere but beneath me, my curly-headed temptress. And that’s a promise, not a threat.” He growled at her. She grinned, and pulled his hand to her mouth, kissing his palm gently.
“Promises, promises….”
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Oh....I know....No plot, but real hot! Plot will resume next chapter....
((A/N: I really need to read my previous chapters, damnit. That1OverThere - You were right, and I had forgotten about that little blurb. I changed some stuff around here, so it is more suited to just a nice smutty chapp.))