Behind Closed Doors

When Hermione awake she finds a white rose and a note on the pillow next to her.

Good Morning Love,
Someone kept me up late and my muscles were really sore. *smile*
Went for an early morning workout. I should be back in time
for 'our morning ritual'.
All My Love,
D

She turned over and smelled his pillow and sighed. She could feel her nipples getting hard. How was it that just the smell of him, his cologne; his musky scent could turn her on so easily. She moved to his pillow, getting drunk on him. A devilish look crossed her face as she rolled over and opened the drawer on his side of the bed. She licked her lips when she saw all of the wonderful toys she had to choose from. In another lifetime, not so long ago, Hermione would have been embarrassed or appalled by what she saw but now she knew better. Now she knew how they made her feel and she wasn't going to waste this opportunity to try them out solo. She reached for what looked like a purple penis that had something on top of it. It wasn't much smaller than Draco, lengthwise and girth was an exact match. She was already wet just from thinking about her delicious lover but she tried some of that tasty flavored lube stuff that he had to help things moving. She teased and fondled herself as she became more and more aroused. When she slide the toy on, her moaned with delight. Hermione sighed as she fucked herself with the toy. She was naked in the middle of Draco's bed, lost in this new bliss. Hermione was moaning, thrashing while softly moaning his name as a part on top vibrated against her clit. She was so caught up in there moment, she never noticing that Draco was watching her from the doorway. He loved watching her masturbate. She looked so beautiful, lost in the bliss of pleasuring herself. It was probably for the best that she didn't know that he was watching her, he didn't want her to get all embarrassed and ruin her moment.

"Draco…oh yes…Draco…"
He could feel the front of his workout pants getting tight as his cock pressed against the seam. He sighed quietly to himself. There is nothing that made him more randy than watching his girl spread eagle, naked on his bed; fucking herself into a frenzy and knowing that she’s fantasizing about him. Hermione's breathing became more erratic as she began to pump the toy into her pussy even faster as the vibrator top attacked her clit. She turned to speed up and her orgasm crashed over her.

"Oh Gods…Oh Gods…Yes…Yes…Draco…Oh Baby…Yes…Oh Gods…Draco…Yes…" She was panting, her eyes closed, skin glistening, legs spread. Draco couldn't take it anymore. He stripped off his clothes at the door and crawled into the bed from the bottom. He began licking her from the inside of her knee all the way to her sopping wet pussy, savoring all of her juices. Hermione's eyes snapped open but only for a second, when she felt his tongue, she could only moan and intertwine her fingers into his hair and spread her legs for him.

"Gods, you're so addicting." He kissed up her body until he reached her mouth, kissing her as he entered her slowly and deeply. He started thrusting slowly as he stroked her face and her breasts. Hermione was on fire; his touch was intoxicating; she couldn't get enough. She looked into his smoky grey eyes, laden with love and lust…

"You were watching me?"
"Yes...” His thrusts became deeper and slightly faster.
"How long were you watching me?" She never broke eye contact with him. He didn't see fear or embarrassment in her eyes. He saw pure lust.
"From when you slide your fingers inside of your delicious pussy before you started playing with your new toy."
"Do you like watching me?" She tightened around him as he moaned…
"Gods, yes...” His tempo increases as his breathing becomes more erratic.
She pressed her lips to his ear, in her lowest, sexiest voice, "I love when you watch me. I always know when you're watching me. I come so hard when you do."
Draco looked at her with a completely shocked look on his face. Hermione looked at him with a lust filled devilish look on her face. "Dear Gods, Mia…" He began to suck her neck as he pounded into her, relentlessly. He could feel her milking his cock as she whispered in his ear.
"Come for me, Draco… Come for me…" He let out a primal growl as he spilled his seed into her before burying his face in her hair, placing random kisses on her neck and ears. She stroked his hair and the nape of his neck.
"I love you, Draco."
"I love you, Mia."

They lay in bed, cuddling, kissing. "Mia, how long have you known that I've been watching you?"
She shrugged," Awhile."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"I like when you watch me… It's so…intimate. You taught me how to enjoy my body. When you watch me, I'm sharing it with you just like when we make love." He kissed her hand. "What was that for?"
"It just amazes me how close we are."
"Yes, it is but…"
"But what?" Draco looked a bit taken aback.
"You still haven't…in front of me." Draco started to blush and cover his face.
"Hey, none of that, you wouldn't let me do that…" He smiled at her sheepishly.
"Can I work my way up to that, Mia?" He was truly embarrassed for the first time in his life. No girl had ever wanted to watch him… How would that feel? He knew how it felt when he watched her; it was a total turn on. Would it be like that?
"Of course…I do have an idea for you to consider.”
He looked at her, curious yet suspicious.
"We could always do it together, then neither of us would be self conscious…we'd both be occupied" He looked apprehensive. "Think about it, ok?"
He nodded and pulled her close to him.
"What time is it?" She asked, trying to look at the clock.
"730am, why?"
"We should probably get ready for breakfast."
"Morning ritual?" He smiles devilishly as he hand wanders to her right breast, squeezing gently. Hermione can only sigh and spread her legs.
Draco snakes his hand down her stomach and settles between her legs.
"You're insatiable, Mr. Malfoy."
"So are you, Miss Granger, so are you," as he dips his fingers into her wet pussy. Hermione sighs and tilts her hips to take him deeper.
"Shower, Draco…Breakfast…"
"Shower, Hermione, Sex…then breakfast…"
"But…"
"But what, baby? Tell me you don't want this… Tell me you don't want to feel my stiff cock inside of you one more time before we have to go downstairs and put on 'that stupid show' again. Tell me you don't love going downstairs with the taste of my kisses on your lips and the memories of my cock filling your hot pussy." All the while, Draco was finger fucking her, listening to her coo in his ear. "Tell me you don't want me to fill you as I wash your breasts, as suck your neck."
"Draco, you don't play fair…"
"Baby, I'm Slytherin, I never play fair. Now, Beautiful, to the shower…"
She could only whimper. “I win again.”
“I hate you.” She moaned, as he carried her naked to the washroom.
“Sure you do, lover. Sure you do.”

Draco and Hermione had to work very hard not to look blissfully happy, and hide their post coitus goofy smiles at breakfast. Of course, the only one that noticed was Ginny who smirked knowingly. She had left Harry's bed at 5am after another night of lovemaking. It had become a nightly ritual for them. Ginny had Harry's invisibility cloak and she would meet him in his bed and after casting the usual silence and lock spell they would explore each other and shag to their hearts and loins content.

"Hey 'Mione, what time are you leaving tomorrow?" Ron asked as he shoveled another forkful of pancakes into his mouth. "I'll sit with you on the train, if you want?" Lavender gave Hermione and Ron a dirty look but said nothing.
"I'm sorry, Ron, I'm not leaving until really late. Part of my head student duties, I can't leave until all students are gone and all of the Houses are checked."
"Damn, 'Mione, can't Malfoy do that? He doesn't do anything beside walk around here looking like a pompous git."
"Actually, Ronald, he is actually doing a good job and it wouldn't be fair for me to leave him with everything tomorrow."
"Fine. Are you gonna come to the Burrows for New Year's Eve?"
"What?"
"New Year's Eve Party at the Burrows. You are planning on coming weren't you?
"Huh?"
"The party? Fred and George's party…"
"You didn't tell me about that.
"Oh well, we'll see you there. You know the place, you know the date, time: 6pm." Ginny saw the color drain out of Hermione's face and quickly intervened.
"Ron, maybe she already has plans, you could have given her some notice, ya know... Hell, they've had the party planned for months."
"This is Hermione, we're talking about Ginny. What plans would she have? Like she would have a date or something? Ha! You and I both know that all she would be doing for New Year's Eve if she wasn't at the Burrows. She would be sitting on her mum and dad's sofa watching the muggle telley and eating that 'Chubby Hubby Ice Cream' she likes so much.” Ginny and Harry both smacked Ron in the back of the head at the same time. Hermione's heart sank, but not for the reasons that they thought. She didn't like lying but it really did hurt that Ron would assume that she wouldn't have anything else to be but wait for a Weasley invitation. 'Hmm, I wonder why Harry and Ginny smacked him, besides the fact that he was being rude."
"I…I have to go. I forgot… I have to go. Harry, I will see you in Potions. Ginny, I will see you later." She walked out of the Great Hall, trying to conceal her tears. After looking at her watch, Hermione realized that she had 45 minutes Potions class started and she needed to get her head together before seeing Draco or he would know that she had been cry. She definitely didn't want that. If he knew that Ron made her cry, things could get ugly fast. She wasn’t sure how but she has successfully managed to keep the two of them apart thus far, since the day of their fight. Hermione shuddered at the thought of that day. When she reached to dungeon near the Potion room, she hid behind the closest suit of armor. The tears ran down her face as Ron's words rang in her ears. How could he be mean? Is that what they all thought of her? Did they think she was that pathetic? Why did Harry and Ginny smack him? It’s not that Ron didn't deserve the smacks but still, it’s very unlike them. Hermione took a couple of deep breaths, wiped her tears. After straightening her robes, she walked out from behind the suit of armor and ran into Draco.

"Mia? What were you doing back there?" She wouldn't look him in the eye, but he guided her face so she would look at him. "Are you ok?" She nodded. "Are you sure?"
"Please, Draco, not here, not now." Her voice was weak but he knew not to push her. He simply squeezed her hand and mouthed "I love you." She smiled, weakly. They walked into the Potions Classroom together and took their seats. They didn't speak but Hermione felt better having him close to her. She took out their lab write up and placed it on the desk; Draco started to read it over.

"Oh, how cute, the Head Girl is trying to woo the Head Boy with the only feminine charm she has…homework." Pansy snarked as she walked into the room. Hermione wasn't in the mood for her shit today. "Be careful, Drakey Poo, she's gonna cast a 'geek' spell on you so she can get you in her bed. EWWWWWW!!!! Mudblood Germs!!" Hermione spun around and hissed at Parkinson.
"Twenty points from Slytherin for disrespecting to the Head Girl. Open your mouth one more time Pansy. Let's see how many more points you can lose for your house."
"Draco! Are you going to let her do this to our house?"
"She has every right, Pansy. She is Head Girl." Pansy pulled out her wand, pointing it at Hermione.
"Stupid Mudblood, you think you’re hot shit now that you’re Head Girl, you're still scum.” As Pansy went to direct a spell at her, Hermione drew her wand and yelled
"Expelliarmus!" Pansy's wand went flying one way as she fell off of her stool, hitting the floor hard. "100 points from Slytherin for attempting to attack the Head Girl."
"And 2 weeks of Detention, Miss Parkinson. Miss Granger, are you alright?"
"Yes, Professor Snape, I'm fine." Hermione sat down and took out her parchment and quill, trying to focus on class. Draco used the invisible touch, massaging the back of Hermione’s scalp for a few minutes, to calm her. Her breathing finally slowed and her hands stopped shaking. He knew she was better, not ok but better.
The rest of Potions class was uneventful, besides the random dirty looks from Pansy and many of the Slytherins. Hermione did her best to focus on her task at hand. They finished the assignment and left the dungeon, heading back to their quarters.

When they were finally within the safety of their quarter's walls, Draco pulled her into his arms and she finally let her tears fall. The morning as started out so lovely, how did it turn so ugly so fast?
"Do you want to talk about it, baby girl?" She shook her head, no.
"Come here, Mia.” He took her hand and led her to the sofa. He removed her robe, sat down; pulling her onto his lap so she was straddling him. She held him tight; letting her cry. Draco rubbed her back, soothing her; calming her. Hermione stayed in his arms for what felt like hours. When she finally felt grounded, she pulled back and looked into his eyes.
"Thank you."
"Anytime, my love. Do you want to go to lunch?"
She shook her head, no.
"How about we have the elves send something up for us?"
"I like that idea."
They had a quiet lunch together then went to their afternoon classes. She didn't see Pansy or Ron, so she had a much better afternoon.

She chatted with Ginny, at dinner, while the boys talked about the party.
"Are you spending New Year's Eve with your friend Gabby?"
"Yes, we're attending a private party, a dress up party." Hermione's eyes started to sparkle with excitement.
"That sounds like fun."
"I'll look forward to it."
"Hermione, I haven't told you this before but you've looked so happy and so beautiful lately. I don't know what's going on with you but whatever it is, it agrees with you." Hermione started to blush.
"Thank you, Ginny. That means the world to me." Ginny beamed, and the girls hugged. Ginny knew that it wasn’t time to tell Hermione that she knows about her relationship with Draco but she wanted her best friend to know that she supports her.
"Do you know what you're wearing to the party yet?" Ginny asked her, as she took another bite of her plum pudding.
"Actually, no, I don't. I've been so busy with schoolwork and my duties that I haven't had a chance to even think about it." Ginny smiled.
"Why does this not surprise me…? Come on, Hermione."
"Where are we going?"
"You're going to try on some of my dresses and take a couple with you so you have more to choose from for the party. Gabby can help you make the final decision."
"Ginny, are you sure? What if you want to wear one of them to your brother's party?"
"Hermione, are you serious? This is my brothers' party. You know as well as I do, that I'll be sporting a jumper and jeans and trying to stay out of the way of exploding drinks and drunken fools the whole evening. That is not going to be a party dress atmosphere. If I can't go to a fancy party, maybe one of my dresses can."
"Thank you, Ginny." Hermione did her best not to get all teary eyes.
"You're my best friend. I want you to be happy. Always remember that, ok?"
"Ok. Thank you." Hermione hugged Ginny tightly. How did she get so lucky, to have such a wonderful best friend?
"Now come out here and let me see that one." Hermione walked out in Ginny's green velvet mini dress. It was a simple slip dress with silver straps and silver piping around the bodice and the bottom hem. It showed off all of her curves, paired with 3 1/2 inch silver sandals.
"Well?"
"You look like a Slytherin Princess. You definitely better than any Slytherin girl has ever looked."
Hermione blushed.
"Ok, that's going with you. Try this one."
"I don't know I've never worn a strapless dress before." Ginny looked at her annoyed.
"Go and stop making excuses." Hermione looked apprehensive but she did it. When she came out, Ginny gasped.
"Hermione, look in the mirror."
"Wow… That's me?"
"Yeah, it is."
She was clad in a beaded strapless black dress with matching shoes. It fit her like a glove.
"Thank you, Ginny." Hermione hugged her best friend as tightly as she could. "Thank you for everything."
"It's just a couple of dresses, Hermione."
"No, its not, it’s so much more. I wish I could tell you everything. I just can't right now and I'm sorry for that. I'm so sorry for that." Hermione's eyes welled up with tears. Ginny looked at her and smiled, wiping Hermione's tears.
"You're so silly. You're my best friend and I love you but you are so silly sometimes." Hermione looked at her confused. Ginny simply kissed her on the cheek and pointed her to the pile of dresses. "You've got at least 4 dresses there that will look fantastic on you. I'll give you the jewelry that goes with them, too. Now, you best get going. I can only assume that you haven't had time to start packing yet?"
"No, not really."
"It figures. Get going. I will see you at breakfast."
"Thank you, Ginny."
You're very welcome. Happy Christmas, Hermione."
Happy Christmas, Ginny."

Hermione struggled to get the portrait open, her arms filled with clothes, shoes, and accessories. Draco was lying on the sofa reading, he didn't hear her until she almost fall.
"You could've asked for help, ya know?"
"I didn't know you were here?"
"What is all this stuff?"
"Ginny let me borrow some clothes for New Year's Eve."
"Why?"
"I didn't know if we were doing something dressy and I don't really have any dressy clothes."
"That was nice of her."
"It really was. She is a good person, no matter what you think of her."
"Hey, I have nothing against little Weasley... It’s her stupid prat brother that always gets in my face. How is that my fault?" Draco's face was getting red at the thought about all of the times that Ron started with him.
"Draco, can we not start on Ron tonight. Ginny did something really nice. That's all I wanted to tell you." Hermione's eyes looked not quite right but he didn't want to push her so he just nodded.
"Sorry, Love. Is there anything I can help you with? I'm finished with my packing already."
"No, I've got it. Just relax. What time are we leaving tomorrow?"
"The students leave at 1pm, we do our last rounds at 3pm to check all of the Houses to check for stragglers and help the students that aren’t leaving, move to their holiday housing. So I think we can leave by 430pm."
"Ok. Umm, Draco, how are we going to get there…to your house?"
"I didn't tell you? I can't believe I forgot that. I have a Port-Key. My mother made it for me so I wouldn't get homesick, first and second year. I used it a lot back then."
"You got homesick? You always looked so comfortable here? You were always so confident."
"It was all an act. I used to cry myself to sleep a lot. Professor Dumbledore was the only one that knew how homesick I was. I had lost a lot of weight and was having trouble eating. He brought my mother in and she gave me the port-key so I could come home when I needed to see her. My father never knew about it, he would've never approved."
"Was Lucius ever…a real father? Did he ever play with you and stuff?"
"Not really. When I was really small, he taught me how to fly on my first broom. I think I was 4. But shortly after that, my Aunt Bella introduced him to that madman and our lives were never the same." Now it was Draco's turn to become really quiet. Hermione had never seen such sadness in his eyes.

"Come on, Love, keep me company while I pack." He smiled and climbed onto her bed. It still amazed him how much comfort he found just being in the same room with her. The only other person that could give him that kind of comfort simply by their presence was his mother. They were so similar in so many ways. Proud, focused, beautiful, loving; he couldn’t wait of the two most important women in his life to meet each other. He knew they were going to get along famously.

Hermione tried to pack everything that she could possibly need, so obviously she over packed but he didn't tell her. He knew she was nervous and if over packing gave her comfort; it really didn't matter to him. He had owled his mother and told her that Hermione was coming and his mother was just as excited and nervous as Hermione. Draco hugged one of her pillows as he watched her. How did he get so lucky? She's beautiful, she's brilliant, and she’s feisty. She's an amazing lover and she loves him. Merlin knows why but she truly does. She loves him.

Hermione turned around and couldn't help but smile. Draco had fallen sound asleep, hugging her pillow, smiling. She got a warm feeling throughout her body. The love of her life was lying in front of her looking so adorable. She quickly finished her packing and climbed onto bed next to him.
"Come on love, bedtime." Draco rolled over and smiled at her. He sat up and got off the bed. They both undressed then climbed back in bed, cuddling into each other's arms.
"Draco, are you sure your Mother is ok with me coming to the manor?"
"Hermione…she's as nervous and as excited as you are. Trust me.”
"She is?"
He nods. "Shhh, baby…its sleep time now…" as he stroked her naked side.
She sighed softly at his touch. "H…How do you expect me to go to sleep when you're touching me like that…?” She began to gently rub her thighs together, trying to stave off her urges. Draco smirked; he knew exactly how to relax her. He knew she was nervous and that she would never sleep unless he gave her a good 'release' but she would never ask him. She still wasn't comfortable asking him to pleasure her. He moved his hand to her breast and began to fondle it as she moaned. His hand moved to her stomach, she put her hand on top of his. As he began to finger her folds, she replaced his fingers with hers. She took his other hand and moved it to his erection. They stroked his cock, together. Draco gasped at the feeling of both of them stroking his cock. Hermione stopped for a moment, retrieving lubricant from her nightstand, adding it to her hand then returning to her ministration of his cock. She put her hand on top of his so he could feel his slippery cock.
"Oh Mia…" His head was resting on her shoulder as he pulled his cock, eyes closed, lost in the feeling of both of their hands on his cock. Hermione quietly retrieved one of the vibrators from her drawer, cast silent on it and began to fuck herself with it. Together, they brought themselves to climax, separate but together. They lay together, heads resting against each other. Draco had a blissful smile on his face. 'This was so much more fantastic than I ever imagined. WOW! ‘Should I tell her?' He cleared his throat.
"That was just...wow!! Did you know it was going to be that amazing?"
"I suspected that it would be. So you're good with doing that together?"
"Hells yeah...”
"Good…" She kissed him softly on the lips.
"We should try to get some sleep, love. Tomorrow is going to be a long day." She nodded. Hermmione reached for her wand and did a quick cleaning spell then snuggled close to Draco. They fell asleep almost instantly.