Family Business

Chapter Eight

So far it\'s been more than enjoyable evening for both Draco and Hermione. The dinner was superb and the concert held a lot of promise. Hermione felt dizzy with Draco\'s nearness, his firm grip and toothy smile. At first they both felt awkward but after a glass of champagne, they suddenly felt at ease with each other\'s company. She let Draco talk about his childhood, about Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, about how happy he was while with his grandparents. To her utter surprise, Lucius, though a demanding father expecting only the best from his only offspring, was, according to Draco, an affectionate man, caring for his wife and son. She noticed, Draco never spoke about his school years or Voldemort. At first she thought that it was because he didn\'t know if she were a witch but then she noticed that he simply chose not to discuss what was too painful for him. Half way through the dinner, it seemed they had known each other for years (which in fact, they did). By the end of it, he took her hand in his and led her to the Maybach waiting for them outside the restaurant. \'She is stunning in that dress.\' thought he letting her into the car.

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There were thousands of people at Wembley. Hermione was tightly held by Draco. He had a firm grip on her so that she would not float away with the crowd. Hermione\'s nearness was intoxicating. They were seated in the VIP area but still there were quite a lot of people around. The first bars of: \"Look me in the Heart\" were to be heard.

Last night we tried to touch

Hermione was moving in the rhythm of the music.

Last night we tried to talk

Draco felt her groovy moves, her gently swaying body right next to his.

We finally fell asleep
We couldn\'t have been further apart.
Look me in the heart
If you think that love is blind
Baby, look me in the heart
And you\'ll see I\'m so crazy about you, baby.

He brushed Hermione\'s hair with his face. She pressed against him, either on purpose or because of the crowd.

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They were on the way back from the concert. All radio stations were playing Tina. The streets were empty as they entered London\'s Zone 6. Bars of \"Private Dancer\" were coming from car\'s radio. Malfoy looked at Hermione and smiled. He pulled over the car and turned up the radio.

\"What are you doing?\" called Hermione.

In the quiet street, nothing, except for Tina could be heard. Draco got off the car and opened Hermione\'s door. \"May I have this dance, Miss Bennet?\"

\"You are joking!\"

\"I\'ve never been more serious in my life.\"

She got out of the car as Tina began singing:

Well, the men come in this places.
And the men are all the same.

Draco began murmured the words to Hermione\'s ear:

\"You don\'t look at their faces
And you don\'t ask their names.
You don\'t think of them as human
You don\'t think of them at all.
You keep the mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall\"

\'Is he testing me?\' thought Hermione and he continued murmuring to her ear:

\"I\'m your private dancer
A dancer for money
I\'ll do what you want me to do\"

Hermione felt safe in Draco\'s arms. They were dancing in the middle of the street, swinging slowly to the rhythm of the song. From time to time she could feel Draco\'s lips brushing her ear or inhaling the scent of her hair. His nearness made her melt.

I want to make a million dollars
I want to live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yes, I guess, I want my own family

\'Is he suggesting something with this song? There were other songs, so why this? Maybe it\'s nothing.\' thought Hermione.

Deutchmarks or Dollars
American Express will do nicely - thank you.
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me do you want to see me do the Shimmy again

Draco changed the pace. It was faster, he held her even closer and then…. The song came to an end.

Hermione looked playfully at her partner:

\"How much do I owe you for being my private dancer?\" asked she.

He considered the answer for a while. \"I think my price is… a kiss.\ \"S \"Shall I kiss your forehead or cheek?\" came the reply.

He laughed: \"Let me show you what I have in mind?\"

He pulled her close to himself, placing his lips on hers forcing her to respond with a kiss. The kiss was making her giddy with want. She felt safe and wanted and ... God, she wanted Draco never to cease. They stood in the middle of an empty street of London, kissing passionately, forgetting the time and circumstances. It was Draco who broke the kiss:

\"I believe we should be going.\" He walked toward the car leaving her standing in the middle of the street. He approached the car before turning around to check where she was.

\"Mia, come here.\"

She did not move.

\"Mia, please come here.\" He repeated.

\"Draco, I don\'t think you know what you want.\"

\"Excuse me?\"

\"I said, I don\'t think you know what you want. You ask me for a date, dance with me at 2 in the morning in the middle of London Zone 6, you kiss me and then casually walk to the car and say: I believe we should be going.\"

\"I, my dear, know exactly what I want.\" He contradicted, \"If you\'ll come here, I\'ll show you...\"

She was totally mesmerised by his seductive invitation that spread across his blue eyes and the velvet roughness of his deep voice. She slowly walked forward and found herself wrapped in his embrace. His mouth opened over hers and attacked her lips with fierceness, wildly arousing her. He kissed her slowly, deeply, powerfully, with hunger, running his hands down her sides, cupping her bottom and pulling her tightly against his rigid arousal, wringing a moan of pure desire in her. Again, it was Draco who broke the kiss:

\"Now Little One, I think you already know what I want.\" She blushed slightly, and he continued: \"I will give you a choice. I\'ll get what I want either here or in my bed.\" His smile was a killer. \"The choice is all yours.\"

\"What makes you think I\'ll be willing to give?\" retorted Hermione, knowing full-well the old Draco was back. The restraints were gone and he was himself again, the man she fell for many years ago.

\"That I\'ve-just-had-cream-cat-like expression you wore when I broke the kiss.\" He replied smugly.

\"You are really naughty boy, Draco.\"

\"That\'s called sexy, Granger.\"

\"What did you call me?\"

\'Oh fuck\' thought Draco, \"Look, Hermione. We spoke truthfully today. You might just know this story as well. When I was at school, there was a girl, a Hermione, just like you. Her surname was Granger. We did not like each other. At least, she didn\'t like me. At first, I didn\'t like her either but then it all changed. I fell in love with her but before I could tell her before I could tell her, she dies in a car accident.\" He expected her to yell t him and demand being driven home but instead, she said:

\"Oh, Draco, I\'m so sorry, darling.\" And she threw her arms around him and held as tight as she could. \" I love you.\" She whispered.

\"What?\"

It was a perfect moment to tell him the truth but she chickened: \"I said, I said, I loved you. Love me tonight, please. I need you so much. I know you need me too.\"

He tenderly kissed her closed eyes and put his arms around her, gently drawing her against him: \"I need you, Hermione. I need you so much.\" He said, and she wasn\'t sure if he meant Hermione Granger or Hermione Bennet but did it really matter?

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He had ravished her body all night. He stroked her hair and slid his hand down over her throat to her breast, circling her pink nipples with his thumb. Her hands were tangling in his hair, running over his shoulders and back, her nails digging into his flesh. With one hand, he parted her thighs, his fingers teasing and toying with her until she let out a moan signalling that she was his, damp and soft. \"Draco...\" shered,red, her hands running through his hair, his lips working their way down. She moved in his direction. She was overwhelmed with passion. She couldn\'t think. She couldn\'t speak. Her throat was the exact opposite of the triangle in between her thighs. His tongue circled and explored her wet section. She felt Draco\'s fingers enter her... his lips sucking her little flower. He knew he was bringing her closer and closer to fulfilment. She screamed and he tasted a cascade of her juices. He brought her over the edge three times more before, he plunged full length into her, her yearning to have him stay inside of her like this forever. It was her dream come true.