The Lord The Lady and The Land

Chapter 8 Control

Hermione was sitting at the table, doing her homework as fast as she could, knowing that Harry was in the bathroom taking a hot bath but realizing he wouldn't be there long. He had already warned her.

She had just closed the book and wrote the last of her notes when she heard him get out of the tub.

She went in to the bathroom and stood before him as he toweled off.
Hermione let her chemise slide down her body slowly and puddle around her feet.

He held out his hand, she took it and stepped into the tub,
“ Don't take too long Hermione or jump in with you.”
She heard him talking to himself about getting a bigger tub as he left the room.
She sat down in the hot water. She hadn't taken a bath in weeks, just sponge baths. But she knew there were going to be lots of hot baths in the future.

She was still damp when she put hre chemise back on and went into the bedroom. Harry was stirring the fire when he heard her. She went out on the balcony. The sun had set and the stars were out in the enchanted ceiling.. Hermione looked up in the night sky looking for the constellations remembering a few. Harry came up next to her and said softly,
“Do you like the apartment? It's close to school. If you’re hungry and don't want to cook, just send a note to the cafe, they do meals too.. They make a great breakfast you can have them send it up... if you want.”

Hermione sensed he wanted to say something, but perhaps he didn't know how to ask.

“Harry,” she reach out and slid her hand into his,
“Is there something you wanted to asked me?”

“ Why did you send this back to me?” pulling out the ring from his robe.
“ When I didn't hear from you, I thought.. it was over.. I thought you were angry with me and wouldn't forgive me for going.. I still can't ” she said stumbling over the words, “ give you a family. We tried a few potions ... nothings worked.”

“ Just keep trying.” He urged her.
He took her right hand and slid the ring on to her finger and then he kissed her palm sending ripples of passion through her body.

Harry guided Hermione back inside saying
“ I'll have Maggie send some of your clothes you have at the estate, to here. Is there anything you want to change on the contract?”

“No.” Hermione shook her head.
“Write to your father and aunt. They know I was looking for you. It would be better if you wrote them.” he suggested.

He disrobed and pulled back the covers of the bed.
Harry kissed Hermione passionately moving the chemise off her shoulders.

His lips moved down as the only piece of clothing she had on was slowly and gently slipping down her body.

Harry sat on the bed looking up at Hermione. He pulled her close and nuzzled his head in to her belly and breast. Hermione caressed his neck and his firm, toned shoulders..
She could feel the heat from his body and his manhood swelling on her leg.
His soft hair tickled her skin.

He looked up at her again and said softly almost in a begging tone,
“ Put me inside you.”
Hermione stepped back straddled him, placing him at her entrance.

She slowly slid him inside of her. His eyes rolled back in his head at the warmth of her,
“God your wonderful Mione,” he sighed.
She kissed him gently, on the lips, on his chin and his neck.

He rolled back on to the bed.
She continued to kiss his neck and sucked on his protruding Adam's apple, which made him laugh. Hermione kissed and caressed his chest.

Harry started to move his hips and Hermione followed. Soon they were panting and groaning. Harry had Hermione by her hips nearly throwing her off of him.

Harry rolled Hermione onto her back and thrust gently at first and as the sound grew so did their speed and passionate.

Hermione bit her bottom lip trying to quiet her moans.
Harry plunged in to her making her mouth open with gasp.

“No I want to hear you , I want to hear you moan,” and he plunged in to Hermione's again and again.
“ Every wonderful moan is like your body singing out, crying out for more for me. I make you sing a primal song.”

Their bodies tensed and Hermione whimpered as she waited for them to reach their simultaneous climax and release. It came with a loud groan from Harry and cry that broke from Hermione's lips.

Hermione layon the bed panting as Harry pulled up the covers and snuggled up to Hermione.

“Rest up.” is all she heard before falling asleep.

Hermione was half asleep when she felt Harry enter her. The room was dark but she could smell Harry and feel it was him. But she was so tired she could barely stay awake. And somewhere between reality and her dreams, she responded to his kisses and caresses. It wasn't until he was moving madly on like a beast that she finally woke up fully as he drove himself into her.

She looked at him as he was still panting and he dripping with sweat,
“Making up for lost time are we?” she asked.

“ I told you I'd be mounting you,” he kissed her on the lips,
“ You should go back to sleep now,” he said smiling.

She figured he was playing a game, so she kissed Harry goodnight and closed her eyes.

Hermione woke up an hour or so later with Harry again making love to her as she slept.
Harry pulled one of her legs over his shoulder and drove himself into her.
They both let out a moan as he exploded.

Hermione felt a stinging sensation from between her legs. Harry collapsed next to her and as he withdrew from her body, his seed flowed out of her, leaving a burning, sore feeling where she had become raw with the late night love making.

They both fall asleep exhausted.

Hermione woke up very tired and sore. She washed herself carefully and dressed for school.
Harry was still asleep when she was getting her books and papers.
She made herself a cup of tea and a biscuit and went to sit down and found it was very uncomfortable. She grabbed a face cloth and put some cool water on it removed her knickers and placed it between her legs.

The cold was a shock to her body but oh how it relieved the soreness.
She looked through her trunk to see if she could find anything that she could put on it. She pulled out her coat and in the pocket had an ointment for scrapes and scratches left over from her Basic Illness class, so she put that on, it helped a little.

Hermione refolded the facecloth and sat back down on it again finishing up her tea. She took a deep breath and put her knickers back on.

She grabbed her books and was putting on her coat looking for her stockings and shoes, when she felt Harry caress her back.

“I hope you weren't going to leave without telling me or giving me a good bye kiss?”`

“I'm not completely dressed I can't find my stocking or shoes.” Hermione said.

“ They are probably in the bed,” Harry commented.

Hermione went to the bedroom and pulled back the covers. Nothing.
She pulled them off the bed and she found her stockings sticking to the sheets.
Her shoes were in the comforter.

She quickly slipped her stockings on and then her shoes.
Harry gave her a long passionate kiss and said,
“Hurry back.”

Hermione grabbed her books and left.
As she walked down the corridor she noticed a woman ahead of her dress in the same school uniform.

She walked a bit faster and was walking side by side with her when
she saw it was Susanna.

Susanna looked at her angrily and asked,
“Are you following me?”

“No I've been walking behind you. You live in the Gardner House?”
Hermione asked her.

“ How did you know?”

“I live there on the third floor.”

Susanna pulled Hermione into the alley between two buildings and asked
“ How long have you lived there?”

“I just moved there last night.”

“ Yeah I live there. Who got you the place?” She put her hand to her mouth,
“Oh.. I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked that.”

Susanna looked at Hermione her head slightly tilted left then right,
“ Never pictured you as the type but then again I never thought I'd be the type either.”

It took Hermione a moment to realize what she was talking about, being a mistress.

Hermione had a weird feeling she had entered into an exclusive club of sorts.

They got to school on time. As soon as they got in to Potions class Hermione drank the giggle juice Professor Snape put in front of her.

She went to the rest of the classes. In between classes Hermione wrote and sent off a note to her father and aunt that she was well and in school. Her last class was Basic Illnesses with Madame Pomfrey who was watching Hermione rubbing her eyes and yawning every now and then.

After class Madame Pomfrey folded her arms in front of Hermione and posed, “I'm assuming you and his lordship had a.... meeting last night.”
Hermione felt herself blush, “Yes.”
“Don't let your learning suffer because of it” the nurse warned her.
“I'll try not to let it...” Hermione said and picked up her books put on her coat and headed out the door.

As she was walking down the road she heard some running behind her.
“ Jane?” Susanna said trying to catch her breath.
“ Oh Hi Susanna,” Hermione replied.
“Going home? I'll walk with you.” Susanna said they started to walk,
“ Um Jane, have you told any one else you live in the Garden?”
“No. Should I?” Hermione asked.
“ No it's best not to... It's got a .. well .. a reputation .. well it's known for ..woman like us. I try to keep a low profile. I don't feel any one needs to know my business. I don't believe what I do is terrible or anything, just some of the women who husband's stray make me feel like a whore.”

Hermione heart was beating and she was beginning to feel a little nervous,?“ They don't protest do they in front of the place?” Hermione asked.

“No but they have at others. I'm trying to keep the other girls from drawing attention here.” Susanna said. Both girls looked at the large building they called home.
“Well perhaps I'll see you in the garden, tell me when you're free and we can have tea. I live two doors down. Bye,” and Susanna walked down the corridor to her apartment.

Hermione found herself standing in front of her new apartment. She opened the door and walked into the foyer. And then opened the door to the living room.

Harry was waiting for her leaning up against the couch. He was dressed in a plain white shirt and black pants. His black hair fell about his shoulders.
He pushed off the couch and said as he rushed over to her,
“ I missed you. Took you ages to come home.”
He passionately kissed her before she could put her books down.
“Did you have a good day?” He asked taking her books and putting thing on the nearest table.
?“It was good,” Hermione said.
“Do you have homework due on Monday?” he asked unbuttoning her coat and sliding it off of her, tossing it onto the couch.

“Just a bit of reading that's all, but I wanted to look up a few things...”
Harry was standing in front of her, his hand moved to her cheek caressing it and it moved to the back of neck gently urging her to face to meet with his.
His green eyes darted to her brown ones and then to her lips. His mouth engulfed Hermione’s making her feel dizzy and weak at the knees.

“WE have half hour before lunch comes up,” Harry whispered, pulling her toward the bedroom.

“But I have to.” is all she got out before he kissed her again unhooking her dress letting drop to the floor.
“I need you. I want you now,” he said in a husky voice, his eyes blazed with the passion of his desire.

His tongue played with hers as he moved Hermione on to the bed.
She was all warm and dizzy from the kiss. Harry slid off her knickers and let his pants drop to the floor next the bed.

In one smooth motion he entered her, she winced when he filled her.
“What's wrong?” he asked
“Sore from last night” she said.
“I guess we over did it.” Harry smiled at her.
“Yeah,” Hermione nodded with a pained smile.
“You'll be better tonight?” Harry posed.
“Tonight or tomorrow?” she replied.
“I've got to go back tomorrow,” Harry groaned.
“I'll put something on at work and I'll be fine for tonight.” Hermione assured him
“You have work today? Quit! I wanted to spent the day with you,” sounding irritated.
“No, I like working.”
“Alright ......I'll make a deal with you .....work on the days I'm not here, and take off the day I am. I will try to give you a day or so notice.
I'll have to put that in the contract.”

“Fine!” she agreed.
Harry carefully pulled out from Hermione but didn't roll off of her,
“I can't seem to get enough of you. I want you all the time.”
“ I can't satisfy you,” she laughed disappointingly, “Are you sure you want me then, if I can't fulfill your needs.”
“You are what I need, what I want. No one else will do.”Harry murmured,his lips brushing against hers'.

There was a knock at the door,
Hermione kissed him and said ,
“ I think lunch as arrived.”

They both got dressed and Hermione opened the door.
They feasted on chicken in stewed tomatoes, spinach and sweet bread.
After dinner Hermione got ready for work, and as she was leaving
Harry gave her a small box,
“ Here's a little something to nibble on as you work. Eat them soon before they spoil,” he warned her.

Hermione put the box in her pocket and kissed Harry goodbye.

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Hermione unpacking dry herbs and putting them into jars when she remembered the small package Harry gave her.

She opened. the box and there were three pieces of chocolate truffles there.
She popped one in to her mouth and let it melt.

Hermione went over to her book of herbs to see if she could make the soreness go away by that evening.

She found a few ointments to stop the raw feeling and a potion to heal it.
Hermione than popped another truffle in to her mouth.
She started to mix the ingredients together and applied the ointment.

Hermione popped the last truffle into her mouth when she remembered one other thing from the night before a tingling itching feeling came about between her legs.
'The waiter was talking about the women in France they drink the hot chocolate as ..........an aphrodisiac,'
Hermione tasted the chocolate flavor and the sweetness of it as spread over her tongue. As an ache spread deep inside her she laugh and cursed,
“He's drugged me, the manipulating bastard, he drugged me so that I was willing last night? So that I would want him” she said softly to herself.

“Does he think I don't want him? No. He knows I love him and want him in my bed.” Hermione thought about it for the rest for the day as the after effects grew. She used the healing potion once the soreness went away.

She was slightly angry at Harry when she left the shop fuming off and on as she walked.

Hermione saw the Gardener House and took a breath, walked up the stairs to find Harry waiting outside of the door of her apartment.

“Why are you out here Harry?” she asked forgetting that she was mad at him.

His lips took hers in a wonderful passionate kiss, his hands drew her against him in a warm embrace. He moaned as the kiss broke resting his cheek on hers, whispering in her ear,
“I missed you.” He kissed her cheek, then her temple; Harry nibbled at her ear, moving his way down.
They some how manage to open the door and stumble into the foyer Harry pulled his and Hermione's clothes off of them in a frenzy. They fell to the floor laughing on pile of clothes. Harry was inside Hermione within a heartbeat.

Harry whispered in Hermione's ear ,
“ I'm sorry I just couldn't wait to get you in the bedroom.” just he slid in and out of her,” God you've bewitched me.”

He continued to make love to her until there was a knock at the door a few minutes later.

“Who could that be?” Hermione asked.
“Dinner, or your some packages for you.” Harry said.
“Package? I didn't order anything.”
“I did,” Harry said smiling,” go in the bedroom and wait for me there,” as he dressed himself.
Hermione picked up her clothes and scooted to the bedroom.

A few minutes later Harry came into the bedroom and announced that dinner had arrived.

They dined on beef and roasted potatoes, green beans with almonds and red wine.

Hermione noticed a covered plate. Was he going to offer her more chocolate?

As they ate Harry told her he picked up a few things for her.

“What did you pick up?”

“A few undergarments...” he said looking at her with a guilty expression,
'”they're not expensive... they are for fun.”
“What do you mean fun?”
He picked up his wine and gulped it down quickly.
“You put it on when you want me to attack you.” He said with a devilish look.
“Attack me?” she said nearly swallowing her food to soon and coughing it back, “So it’s for your fantasy,” eating the last bit of her meal.
“Or yours.”
“What sort of fantasies do you have?” drinking some wine.
Harry got up out of his seat and sat next to Hermione, she braced her herself mentally.
“Well one of my fantasies is ..” he voice go low, “ taking you in a public place but no one noticing. People walking by, not seeing what we are doing.
To tie you up. Pretend you are a maid or bar maid.”
He was whispering now and a strange tone came from him,
“ I've never forced a woman to .....” he paused thinking of the right words, “ but I've wondered what it would be like to seduce a not-so-willing woman but in the end she wants it.. enjoys it.”
“ A willing rape victim?” she posed, but she had heard of those games before.
One of the girls next door used to run through the woods yelling,
“Wolf! Help Help The wolf is chasing me,” Her betroth crouching and running after her. She was big and round on her wedding day having a little one growing in her belly, Hermione laugh to herself.

“ I won't hurt you I promise, it's just a game.” Harry explained.

Draco had raped her brutally and it was not a game to her it was a nightmare.
“Perhaps if we made it silly and fun; not so violent then maybe.” Hermione suggested.

“Well I know you enjoy having your knickers torn off you and I don't think you mind a night gown being torn into two rags at your feet.” he said softly in her ear, kissing her neck. His breath on her neck made her mind scramble and fade, plus the wine and the talk of his fantasies brought an ache to Hermione’s very core.

Harry must have sense it because the next moment he lifted her out of her chair and onto the sofa kissing her deeply and pushing up her skirt and mounting her.
Harry was so hard as he drove himself into her, she gasped with shock.
“Yes I want you to moan ..... pant.... cry out my name.” he said thrusting in to her.

“Yes ...Harry.” she said breathlessly.
The build up in her body was so intense she just uttered little sounds. She dug her fingers in to Harry's flesh and in two thrusts Harry gave her release, as well as reaching his own.

“How was that?” Hermione asked Harry, “Did I satisfy you enough?”

“Yes .. always” he replied surprised at the question.

“I was warmed up enough for you. So I suppose you're not going to offer me any chocolates?” she asked him.

His face went from surprise to curious.
“What are you talking about?”

“ You told the waiter to go away before he had a chance to say that chocolate is an aphrodisiac. Why?” she posed not trying to hide her anger.

“He has a habit of going on and on. Did you want to know how they make hot cocoa? how they grow and harvest the bean?” He asked Hermione. She shook her head,” No.”
“And maybe I though you might know that chocolates were an aphrodisiac...... learning about potions and all. That's one thing that's not in a love potion. It helps you relax and get in a romantic mood without getting you drunk and keeps your mind clear. It doesn't make you hop in to bed with anybody like liquor can. I got you the hot chocolate because I'd thought you’ld like it. And the apartment was here. It was the easiest way to get you up here, have a drink and eat some truffles look at the garden, bring you up here for a better view of the garden and surprise you with your new apartment.” he explained.
Harry caressed her cheek and said,
“ When I got you up here I had to hold you.. kiss you. The way you moved, the way you looked at me. I knew you would be willing... wanting to make love.” he put his hand on her shoulder.

“But you did try to get me in the mood? it is an aphrodisiac. It's like a drug,” Hermione said her voice had a frustrated tone to it.

“Yes I tried. I tried to get you in the mood with the words I said andthe kisses I gave you,” Harry explained.
His face changed to a sad and worried expression,
“I'm not trying to control you Hermione. I know if try that I'll lose you.
And Viktor Krum is just waiting, hoping for that chance I think.”

“ I had that ring on for too long. I just don't want to be manipulated again, by you or anyone else,” Hermione reasoned out loud looking at her finger.

“ Hermione I just want to love you. Let me love you, please. On my honor, all I want is to make you happy.” Harry whispered holding her face in his hands.

“ I'm sorry Harry, here you are giving me all I could asked for and I accuse you of controlling me.” she said sorrowfully.

“Well in a way I do control you.. I control where you live what you wear, what you eat.” he laughed and “ you can't work when I'm here and you're not allowed to fail school...and you can't fall in love with anyone but me.
They both laughed.

“All I ask is if you do eat any more chocolates, stay up here, don't go out.” Harry requested.
“Why?”
“Every man you looked at last night wanted to know your name, wanted you for themselves, you little minx.” Harry teased.


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