Out of the Ashes

AN - Here\'s the end! Please ignore any obvious typos. I\'m working without a beta or a computer at the moment, fighting with my phone\'s auto correct to get things typed & posted. It seems to want me to look like a moron, but I swear I\'m not!



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Draco turned his head without lifting it. Spotting the apparently horrified feline, he snorted with laughter. "Imagine how she\'d feel if we\'d switched places!" He cackled, turning to wiggle his eyebrowsat Hermione suggestively.



"Huh?" Hermione frowned confusdly.



"You know...eating p-" Draco began with a playful leer.



Hermione yelped and lunged forward to cover his mouth. "Don\'t call it that in front of the actual, uh, kitty," she scolded, half serious. Reaching over to pat the kitten, she winced when the half-kneazle bolted for the door. 



"Shite, I think you did traumatize her," Draco murmured. 



"I did?" Hermione scoffed. "I wasn\'t the one screaming," she pointed out, hands on her hips, uncaring that her nude state probably ruined whatever intimidating effect this might normally have.



"Well, she probably thought you were attacking me," Draco replied innocently. Hermione was about to defend herself when she noticed the corner of his mouth twitching. "You prat!" She laughed, grabbing the pillow the kitten had just vacated and whacking him in the head with it.



Draco laughed, raising his arms defensively. "See? You\'re violent. No wonder she\'s afraid of you!" He teased, laughing harder when she threw herself at him, swinging the pillow wildly.



"Did you want to stay a virgin?" Hermione asked with mock seriousness. "I know a few spells that could make sure of it..." she said, batting her eyelashes sweetly.



Draco snagged the pillow from her hands and tossed it back toward the head of the bed. "I don\'t think you want that any more than I do," he purred, crawling on top of her and gently pushing her onto her back.



"Oh, you think so, do you?" Hermione said, trying to sound casual despite her body\'s immediate reaction to the feel of his soft, smooth skin touching hers in so many places. She was fairly sure she could feel her own arousal trickling down her thigh.



"I\'m pretty sure," he grinned lecherously as he cupped her right breast in his hand and slowly licked her nipple.



"Oh gods!" Hermione squeaked, grasping his head in both hands and holding him to her breast.



"See?" Draco\'s breath tickled her nipple and she couldn\'t hold back the shiver this sent through her. Tilting his head to look her in the eye, he slowly slid his hand down her side, and across her hip. Her breath hitched in her throat as he briefly traced a single finger over her damp folds. "You\'re so wet." The teasing tone had left his voice, replaced with awe. 



Hermione squirmed under the intensity of his gaze. "Stop staring," she mumbled self consciously after a minute or so.



"Sorry," he blinked dazedly, shaking his head slightly. Smiling a bit nervously, he moved his hand back to her sex, pressing more firmly and parting her folds. Hermione moaned as he dipped a finger lightly into her opening and then trailed it slowly to the top of her slit.



At this point, he seemed to lose confidence, fumbling around a bit and frowning slightly. Taking pity on him, Hermione blushed and reached down hesitantly to guide his fingers to her clit, "Right there," she whispered embarrassedly. 



He flashed her a quick, sheepish grin, then began rubbing it lightly with his first two fingers. "Like that?" He asked, his eyes never leaving her face.



"A bit harder. In circles. Oh!" Her whole body jerked as his fingers brushed over her in just the right way. "Just like that!" She moaned, unconsciously clutching his wrist.



Draco chuckled huskily and finally broke eye contact so he could lower his head to take her previously ignored left nipple between his lips. A jolt of heat shot straight from Hermione\'s breast to her groin and she arched her back, pressing herself against his warm mouth. He responded by gently biting her nipple and slowly sliding a finger inside her.



"Oh god!" Hermione whimpered, "Please!" She wasn\'t really sure what she was asking for, but when he gently added a second finger and began pumping them in and out of her while he licked, nibbled and sucked on her breasts and nipples, she decided it was perfectly acceptable. Her hips began rocking against his hand and she couldn\'t suppress the random moans and whimpers that started spilling from her lips. A warm, aching pressure began rapidly building in her lower abdomen and she accidentally dug her fingernails into his wrist when he pressed his thumb against her clit and an intense orgasm suddenly swept through her. "Draco!" She gasped loudly, trying to catch her breath as small tremors continued to travel up and down her spine.



"Was that okay?" The nervous uncertainty on Draco\'s face might have made her laugh if she\'d had the energy. 



"It was lovely," she whispered instead, reaching to caress his cheek as he peered down at her anxiously. He smiled and ducked his head to kiss her. Noticing something pressing into the side of her thigh, Hermione reached down and ran her fingers over his renewed erection. "Are you ready?" She asked quietly, knowing he knew what she meant. 



"If you are," he nodded, looking excited and nervous but also concerned for her.



"Yes," Hermione smiled shyly. Her heart pounding, she spread her legs for him as he moved on top of her and settled between her thighs. She felt his hot, hard flesh probing just slightly to the side of where it needed to be, so she reached down to guide him in.



They both hissed when he slid inside. Hermione screwed her eyes shut and bit her lip at the sharp pinching sensation that shot through her when he pierced her barrier. Draco, for his part, went completely still and seemed to be muttering arithmancy formulas under his breath. Hermione giggled when she finally realized he was trying to keep from cumming too quickly.



"Um...you can move now. Whenever you\'re ready," she whispered gently when the pain in her lower abdomen had subsided. 



"N-not yet," Draco panted, his eyes still screwed shut.



"Think about Snape in a thong. McGonagall in a bikini..." Hermione suggested, rocking her hips impatiently.



"Ew!" That seemed to do the trick, and Draco relaxed slightly. Opening his eyes, he leaned down and kissed her lovingly before slowly pulling most of the way out of her, drawing moans from both of them. "You\'re so tight!" He grunted as he thrust back in.



"Th-that\'s a good thing, right?" Hermione questioned uncertainly, searching his face worriedly for confirmation. 



"It\'s-" he moaned as he retreated again, "...an awesome thing!" Grinning brightly he slowly thrust back in.



Hermione wrapped her legs high around his waist and tried to pull him closer by digging her heels into his arse. "Faster!" She complained when he ignored her and kept moving slowly in and out.



"I\'m gonna cum if I go any faster," he muttered sheepishly. 



"Touch me," Hermione grabbed his hand and moved it down between them. "I think I\'ll cum sooner if you touch me."



Without missing a beat, he began massaging her clit again, and she was soon writhing beneath him, clutching his back to try to hold him deep inside her. "Oh god, \'Mione...I\'m gonna-" he gasped.



"Mmmmhmmm!" Hermione squeaked, nodding frantically as she teetered on the edge of her own release. "Rub faster!" She begged. He obeyed and she exploded. Waves of pleasure shot through her and she was barely aware when he came too, shouting her name as his hips jerked erratically. 



When she finally calmed down enough to take note of her surroundings, she found Draco fast asleep, sprawled beside her with his arm around her waist. He was snoring softly and she smiled fondly at him, knowing it was the first time he\'d fallen asleep without a sleeping draught since the incident in the Room of Requirement. Wandlessly summoning a warm blanket to cover them both, she kissed him lightly on the forehead and thanked whoever might be listening for letting them find each other this way after so many years of hurt and hostility. 



Suddenly, a small orange form pounced onto the bed, curling up on Draco\'s back and purring loudly. "Don\'t get too comfortable, Miss Kittenface," Hermione giggled quietly, petting the kitten\'s head, "He\'s mine."



Blinking owlishly, the kitten stared her down for several seconds before lowering her chin to rest on Draco\'s shoulder.



"Maybe we can share," Hermione giggled again. Curling against Draco\'s side and throwing one leg over his somewhat possessively, she rested her head on his shoulder and drifted off to sleep.



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AN - That\'s it! If you liked this you might want to check out my other HP fic, "Breaking the Rules." It\'s quite a bit darker than this, with torture and (temporary!) character deaths, so if you can\'t stomach that kind of thing, you\'ve been warned. I\'m currently working on two other stories; one of which is a much lighter, fluffier sequel to "Breaking the Rules," called "Consequences," and the other is another Dramione fic, which really needs a name. I suck at titles! I should be posting both stories pretty soon.