A Dragon and His Kitten
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
11,176
Reviews:
29
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
The Past part 1
Chapter 5
People of the Past
Hermione was frozen, too scared to move, too shocked to say anything. When she had grabbed Draco in her startled state, she had no exspected him to grab her back. Her arms were practically crushed at her sides, her head tucked under her chin.
And, he seemed to be..... Purring?
Then the one called Tugle cleared his throat. That was when the purring stopped.
Draco glared at his house elf over Hermione\'s head then slowly released her, his eyes softening as he studied her, seeing her fear and confusion.
Draco moved his gray eyes to the house elf and said in his aristocratic british lilt, \"Tell the kitchen staff to make some-\" He cleared his throat, trying to sound as distiguished as possible while asking for muggle food, \"Mac and cheese and a mug of hot chocolate. And have them send it up as quickly as possible.\"
The house elf blinked at the strange order then nodded, leaving with another loud crack. This time, Hermione only flinched in her seat, her eyes lowered to stare at her hands, which lay in her lap.
Draco slowly put a hand on her knee, giving it a gentle squeeze. \"Mia, kitten, you alright? I didn\'t mean to scare you. I\'ve just missed you so much.\"
Hermione looked up at him, \"Missed me?\" She studied him with a confused look. \"We used to be friends....?\"
Draco felt a sharp pang of sadness and anger. \"Yes, love, we were friends.\" He looked at her closely. \"And more,\" he addes, wanting to see her reaction.
Hermione glanced up down at his hand, still resting on her knee, and whispered, \"Oh.\"
Draco lifted an eyebrow at her answer then a grin slowly slid onto his face, deciding to tease her a bit. \"Oh? That\'s all you have to say? Ouch, Mia, that hurts.\" Though he ment it jokingly, he realized it, in fact, did hurt. he missed her, missed sharing his bed with her, missed holding her hand as they joked and laughed together.
Most of all, he missed the way he used to whisper his love to her and how she would always smile and whisper back, \"I love you too, Draco. Your my big, bad Dragon, and I\'m your Kitten. Now and always.\"
She would tell him she loved him at the oddest times, like that time in the head common room, he had trapped her against a wall and she had been making the most wonderful noises when he put his hand-
A loud gasp followed by a crash brought him out of his day dream.
\"H-Hermione! Is it really you?!\" A male voice said, sounding as if the speaker was near tears.
Draco\'s eyes snapped to the owner of the voice. Fred Weasley.
-TBC
***AN***
Sorry to cut off but I have to go. I promise to continue this chapter tonight!
People of the Past
Hermione was frozen, too scared to move, too shocked to say anything. When she had grabbed Draco in her startled state, she had no exspected him to grab her back. Her arms were practically crushed at her sides, her head tucked under her chin.
And, he seemed to be..... Purring?
Then the one called Tugle cleared his throat. That was when the purring stopped.
Draco glared at his house elf over Hermione\'s head then slowly released her, his eyes softening as he studied her, seeing her fear and confusion.
Draco moved his gray eyes to the house elf and said in his aristocratic british lilt, \"Tell the kitchen staff to make some-\" He cleared his throat, trying to sound as distiguished as possible while asking for muggle food, \"Mac and cheese and a mug of hot chocolate. And have them send it up as quickly as possible.\"
The house elf blinked at the strange order then nodded, leaving with another loud crack. This time, Hermione only flinched in her seat, her eyes lowered to stare at her hands, which lay in her lap.
Draco slowly put a hand on her knee, giving it a gentle squeeze. \"Mia, kitten, you alright? I didn\'t mean to scare you. I\'ve just missed you so much.\"
Hermione looked up at him, \"Missed me?\" She studied him with a confused look. \"We used to be friends....?\"
Draco felt a sharp pang of sadness and anger. \"Yes, love, we were friends.\" He looked at her closely. \"And more,\" he addes, wanting to see her reaction.
Hermione glanced up down at his hand, still resting on her knee, and whispered, \"Oh.\"
Draco lifted an eyebrow at her answer then a grin slowly slid onto his face, deciding to tease her a bit. \"Oh? That\'s all you have to say? Ouch, Mia, that hurts.\" Though he ment it jokingly, he realized it, in fact, did hurt. he missed her, missed sharing his bed with her, missed holding her hand as they joked and laughed together.
Most of all, he missed the way he used to whisper his love to her and how she would always smile and whisper back, \"I love you too, Draco. Your my big, bad Dragon, and I\'m your Kitten. Now and always.\"
She would tell him she loved him at the oddest times, like that time in the head common room, he had trapped her against a wall and she had been making the most wonderful noises when he put his hand-
A loud gasp followed by a crash brought him out of his day dream.
\"H-Hermione! Is it really you?!\" A male voice said, sounding as if the speaker was near tears.
Draco\'s eyes snapped to the owner of the voice. Fred Weasley.
-TBC
***AN***
Sorry to cut off but I have to go. I promise to continue this chapter tonight!