Escape to Love

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for the last couple of months I have been struggling with my stories. However, sadly my external drive has broken with the two stories in my drive. I am heartbroken by the loss of my drive but not just my stories but also family pictures.



I am in the process of trying to see if my data can be recovered from removable external. If not It will take a lot longer than expected. 



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Saffron

Title: Escape to Love

Author: Saffron

Beta: ace

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Hermione visits Draco Malfoy in prison. This meeting will change everything she knew about him and change their lives forever.

Warning: for Canon minions this story does NOT follow canon.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling Owns Everything I Own Nothing.



Chapter Eight - Oh oh...Here we go again!



Keeping her eyes at her feet as if it's the most fascinating thing in the world. Hermione could not look at him to see the look in his eye. The look of distrust that she knew would be there. She took a deep breath she needed for him to understand.



Daring to look at him and she stared at him and there it is, the look she is dreading to see.



"Hermione?" Draco demanded her attention.



Before he could continue Hermione held up her hand stopping his words.



"Before you say anything I am going to change and make us something quick to eat maybe if we took some time to cool down we won't say anything rash, alright?"



"Alright go," said Draco trying to hold in his anger.



After ten minutes Hermione came back outside in a simple skirt and blouse. In her mind maybe if she looked cute he might let it go and take her to bed.



She quickly whipped up some chicken soup, something warm and comforting. Walking to the sitting room with the bowls of soup she thought maybe this would work. However, when she entered the sitting room and seeing the look of anger on his face, she knew she would not be that lucky. In fact she knew without a doubt she's doomed.



Draco stood before her with a look of rage on his face.



"Draco, please it was a long time ago, what's the problem?" said Hermione placing the bowls on the table.



Placing one of the soup spoons next to the bowls, All the while Hermione praying to Merlin that he wouldn't go mental. However, her hopes were shattered with his next outburst.



"The problem how many Weasley's have you fucked?"



"Excuse me?" she said dropping the spoon with a clang.



"First there's Weasel," he snapped.



"Don't call him that! We just kissed," she huffed.



"I bet Lavender is happy about that?" Draco hissed.



"Draco, Lavender knows all about it, we kissed and than we knew that we were nothing more than just friends. Draco please this is all behind us let it go," she pleaded.



Draco did not seem to hear her continuing, "Then there's that Percy and now I find out Charlie what the fuck Hermione? Have you gone through them all?"



Giving him a dirty look she snapped, "Yes I've fucked them all, I went through the whole lot. Happy."



"Hermione," he growled.



"You have no right to ask me this."



"I have every right you're my girl. Now when this happen?"



"It was months into my second year at the Ministry Percy and I had just broken up."



Hermione gave him a look that begged him to leave it alone.



"Please let it go."



"I cannot believe this shit," he snapped, "Of all the people another fucking Weasel."



"I was lonely alright!" she yelled, "I went to get an ingredient for one of Professor Sprout's natural repellents in Romania. We had a thing then before I left we agreed we would be just friends it was nothing."



"It's not nothing you'll tell me next you had a thing with Blaise."



A flush tinted Hermione's pale skin.



Draco's mouth fell open at the flush on her face.



"You and Blaise?" he screamed his question.



Draco's head shook in disbelief, not her and Blaise his best mate.



"Draco it was a long time ago."



Fury filled Draco's body as he screamed, "When!"



His angry yell made Hermione jump.



"Draco," she whispered.



Grabbing her he shook her roughly.



"Ow, Draco stop!"



"Answer the question," he growled.



"Your hurting me!" she yelped at his fingers digging into her skin.



He didn't care at this moment that he is hurting her he had to know.



"When damn it!" he raged.



"It was during the end of our second year at the Ministry alright," cried Hermione.



She could no longer hide her tears she felt as if she were a slag at Draco's disapproval.



"How long?" he growled.



"It only was one night that's all I swear to you. We were drunk and it sort of happened."



Turning his face away from her not wanting her to see the tears in his eyes.



"Draco I'm sorry but it was before us. He meant nothing to me I swear to you."



He laughed a manic laugh walking quickly to her bar he grabbed a bottle of fire whiskey. Unscrewing the bottle he spoke, " I know that it's just---" he lifted the bottle to his lips taking a huge swig.



"Just what please speak to me," she begged wrapping her arms around his chest from behind hoping he would understand.



Draco's body stiffened at her touch, which made Hermione's heart break. Draco's own heart broke at the tears wetting his back coming from the woman he loved more than anything in the world.



For Hermione the quiet went on forever.



"Please talk to me I don't care if you scream at me, I just can't take your silence."



"I see him with you in my mind," he spoke in a hushed tone. His voice breaking at his admission.



"I love you, Blaise was one night how can I make you understand that. You are my forever, please never doubt that."



Draco's held her hands with his free hand. His heart did understand it was behind them. However, his mind is the problem. His mind is currently swimming of erotic disgusting images of Hermione and Blaise making love.



"How did it happen? Did he come on to you?" Draco pointed to her with the bottle still in his hand, "That's it huh? He came on to you with his seductive moves, that rat bastard!"



He kicked the bar reaching into his shirt he took out his last fag and placed it in his mouth. The fag hanging from his mouth as he spoke, "I am going to kick his fucking ass!"



His ranting stopped when he heard her crying.



"Hermione what's wrong?" asked Draco his last fag falling to floor.



Hermione gazed into his eyes, she did not have to say anything the look of guilt said it all.



"You came onto him?"



She covered her face and cried.



"Fuck!" he screamed slamming the bottle onto the bar.



"Draco," she sniffed wiping her eyes with her hands smearing her black eyeliner slighty, "It was a long time ago before I even---please you have to understand I love ---."



Draco stared at her looking at the woman in front of him. Stroking her face and taking her in his arms making her cry even harder.



"I love you Draco, you," she held him tightly thinking the argument is over.



However, she is wrong.



"What did you do?" Draco whispered.



"What?" she whispered into his neck.



"Did you ride him like you did me?" he slightly slurred.



"Stop it," she cried pushing him away, "I am not going to get into this while you are half pissed," she seethed.



He could not he needed to know what they did. He had images of them in his brain. Of Blaise doing filthy things to her.



Taking a large swig he shook the image of Hermione as a naughty school girl from his mind.



He remembered when they were in school Blaise had confessed he had a fantasy of Hermione in her uniform bent over in the library begging for him to fuck her like a good little school girl slut.



Grabbing her he hissed, "Tell me what did you do?"



Hermione's eyes turned hard, "I fucked him and than he fucked me. Are you happy now?"



"Shit," he whispered.



With a tilt of his head Draco chugged the rest of the whiskey down his throat. Shaking the bottle he pouted in his half drunken state as he reached for another bottle of whiskey.



"I think you've had enough."



"He fucked you hard?" he asked.



Opening the bottle he took a gulp.



"We fucked didn't we," she snapped.



"Did he fuck you hard?"



"Please Draco this is ridiculous," whispered Hermione.



"Answer the question, Did he fuck you hard?"



"Yes!" she screamed.



He threw the bottle into the wall, the liquid sliding down the wall.



"What else what did you two do?!"



"Draco please don't do this."



Hermione walked away but he followed her.



Grabbing her arm he snapped, "Doggie, missionary what did you do?"



"Everything!" she screamed, her chest heaving, "Doggie, missionary I even sucked his cock."



Draco gripped her arm painfully.



"Did you come?"



"Do you have any idea how fucking stupid this is?"



"Did you come?!" he screamed.



"Yes I came all night long," she snapped, tears rolling down her cheeks.



"You fucking bitch how could you?"



"I was drunk I hardly remembered anything."



"What? Then how do you know what happened?"



"Blaise being the bragger that he is filled me in as I tried to hide in embarrassment."



"Where did it happen?" he asked his eyes wide wondering.



"Please stop---"



"Where did it happen?"



Hermione flinched at his voice, "At my flat."



"Couch or bed?" asked Draco downing more of the fiery substance.



"This is ridiculous," Hermione turned to walk away but Draco quickly grabbed her.



"Couch or fucking bed!" spittle flew in her face.



Not caring she answered him, "Couch."



"The couch where we made love?" he snapped.



"Draco it's not as if I planned this as I said it sort of happened."



"This sort happens a lot for you huh Hermione? First I find out about Potter and of course there's the red- headed Dragon slayer."



"His name is Charlie and he just takes care of them."



"And then I find out about Blaise, How many other men do you make this excuse for?" he snapped.



"Are you calling me a slag?" she gasped out.



Draco threw his hands up in the air, "Well if the shoe fits---" he never finished.



He never saw the fist come flying his way until it hit his right eye.



Draco's head snapped back at her hit.



"Shit!" he yelled.



The stinging in his face felt as if needles were sticking his face from his jaw all the way up his eyebrow.



"This coming from the man-whore of Hogwarts!" she shrieked at him calling her a slag.



"Hermione this has nothing to do with me---"



"This has everything to do with you, you don't trust me."



"Excuse me."



"You," she pointed, " are asking me about things that happened years ago. How would you feel if I asked you about the women you fucked?"



"That's different?"



"Why?"



"I'm a guy. Girls shouldn't fuck random guys."



"That is so sexist."



Before he could talk she interrupted him, "Yes I had sex with a few men but at least I knew them. I remember rumours of you fucking random girls you didn't even know," Hermione screamed.



She did not wipe her eyes when the tears she was suppressing finally flowed freely.



"I was a kid I did not know any better!" Draco screamed.



"Oh please you had that reputation since you were eleven all the way until you were sent to Azkaban!"



"Like your reputation at Hogwarts was any better? One of the threesome I guess all the rumours were true."



"It's a lie I never had a thing with Harry and Ronald!" she huffed.



"Says you how do I know you weren't spreading your legs open for all of Gryffindor! I guess if Pansy was the Slytherin slut than you were the Gryffindor Slut!"



Hermione slammed her palm into his nose making him fly back into the wall.



Draco moaned in agony when his head hit the wall. Looking at her his heart winced never had he'd seen her more angry.



"Fuck you!" she screamed stalking to her art room and slammed the door shut.



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Hermione's Art Room



Pacing her footsteps pounding against her wooden floors, her heart racing and her body shaking with fury.



Hermione screamed into her hands at his stupid jealously issues. She could not believe they were going through another conversation like this again.



"We weren't even dating what does it matter," she muttered to no one.



Her eyes fell on her painting supplies. Grabbing her apron, slipping the paint covered apron on she needed to let off some steam and paint.



Picking up her palette and brush, she carefully squirted a dab of paint on her palette getting the colours ready to paint.



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In the Hallway



Draco stood on shaky legs, wiping his nose, growling at the bit of blood on his fingers.



"She fucking hit me," he said in astonishment.



Kicking the wall he continued to talk to himself "great you handled that eloquently you stupid prat," he reprimanded himself of how he handled the situation.



Draco stared at the door and quickly walking to it he needed to talk to her to nip this in the butt. He did not want the older Weasel to hear their fight when he got back.



Ripping open the door, he stared at the woman in front of him. Her back to him, her hair in a tight bun and a panting apron with paint splotches all over it wrapped around her waist.



Draco's brow quirked at the painting it looked weird. The painting looked deformed. Remembering a muggle book about abstract paintings he came to conclusion this is what the painting must be. Because if it is not that, it has to be the ugliest man or woman he has ever seen in his life.



"Hermione," he said.



Hermione did not listen she kept painting.



Wincing at her angry brush strokes he needed to end this now. If not she'd break through the canvas with her hard strokes.



"Hermione please," he tried again.



"What?" she screamed.



Never taking her eyes off her painting and never halting her movements.



Draco's eyes glowered, "I was going to come in here and talk to you like a civilized person but I guess we will have to resort back to childish ways."



"I am not the one being childish you are!" she hissed.



With his chest heaving and his breath coming out in harsh pants. He is tired of this shit. He wanted her to listen to him.



However, she did not seem to want to.



"Fine you want to act like a child let's do it," with that Draco rushed her.



Hermione screamed when she felt Draco tackle her from behind she fell head first into her painting.



"Draco," Hermione screamed.



Draco turned her over paint covered her face. Grabbing a tube of paint that he found nearby he squirted it all over her face.



The yellow paint made ribbons of sunshine on her cheeks.



"Draco what are you doing?" she shrieked.



"Being childish!" he yelled.



Hermione ran her hand over the wet paint of the canvas picking up paint as she did so and slapped his face with the paint making him fall back.



"Shit!" he yelled.



Before Draco could stand, Hermione straddled him grabbing her palette she slammed it into his face covering him with multi-colours.



"You bitch," he mumbled spitting out the paint.



"If I'm a bitch than you're a asshole," she snapped.



Draco grabbed her hair pushing his paint covered hand into her face making her fall back.



Standing she felt her blood boil she wanted to curse him into oblivion. Wiping her face Hermione took off her apron rage filled her eyes.



He carefully stood raising his eyes to meet hers. Draco's heart skipped at how she looked; yes, paint is covering almost her whole shirt. However, the wet paint made her white shirt cling to her full breasts. He gulped at seeing two red handprints that is unquestionably, his covering her breasts. Her hair had fallen out of her bun somewhere while they were rolling on the floor. Her wild hair made her look like a she had just been royally fucked she never looked hotter.



Draco's mind wandered never hearing or seeing Hermione's next move.



"You want to play," she roared, "Let's play," Hermione rushed him catching him off guard tackling him to the ground.



She landed on him with a thud as his head hit the floor.



"Ow!" he groaned.



Hermione yanked fist-full's of his shoulder length hair.



"Ow--- fuck---Hermione---shit---I'm sorry!" he yelled out his sorry.



"Fuck you I don't want to hear your sorry," she yelled pulling at his blond locks.



With the paint drying a little his hair stuck up every direction.



Draco twisted his legs around her lifting himself up and slamming her to the ground.



"Ow!" she yelled when he changed positions having her trapped under him.



Draco glared, "I am sorry for what I said okay."



"No," she pushed him off her.



Draco fell onto his ass; his eyes widened catching a glimpse of Hermione reaching for a tube of paint. Draco quickly crawled to her pulling at her leg making her slide backwards away from the paint.



"Get off!" she screamed while being slid across the floor and back onto the painting.



"No!"



She screamed her face flushed from paint and rage kicking at him making him yelp as she caught him in the leg making him fall flat on his face.



Crawling desperately to get to something to defend herself Hermione never expected Draco to recover so quickly.



Quick as lighting he slid over her body yanking her head back the hair.



"You sonofabitch!"



"Hermione," said Draco



"I am going to break your fucking bollocks off!"



"Hermione!" he screamed louder but she did not hear him as she fought to get out from under him.



"You won't be able to have children----"



Draco yanked her head to the side to make her look into his eyes.



"Shut up!" he yelled.



Panting Hermione quit her yelling.



"I am not going to let you up were going to talk," he informed her.



"Like this," she asked making her eyes look down at them.



He had her flat on her stomach while being spooned against him. Her hair hurt his fingers painfully wrapped around her long



brown hair.



"Yes, if I let you go will you be calm?" asked Draco his grey eyes boring into hers.



"Yes," whispered Hermione.



Draco seethed he knew without a question her eyes said she is lying.



"You fucking liar," he snapped.



"Fine if you let me up I'll grind your balls off, now get off me," she yelled.



Draco lifted himself up a bit, as she never stopped ranting. Therefore, into her tirade she never noticed when he started



lifting her skirt until he gave her an ass a hard slap.



She squealed in embarrassment.



"What are you doing?"



"If you want to act like a baby I'll treat you like one. Why don't you call me daddy?"



"Sorry unlike you I have a dad," she snapped.



Draco's eyes burned with fury "you shut your hole!" his voice hitched.



Hermione's regretted her words at the pain in his voice, "I'm sorry Draco I did not mean it---"



"Quiet!" he yelled.



Her mouth quickly shut.



Draco's lips kissed her temple, "I'm a jealous prat alright? When a woman is with me I never know if she's with me for me or



because I am a Malfoy."



"Draco," she tried to speak.



Slap he spanked her ass hard.



Hermione squealed.



"Did I tell you, you could speak?" he roared yanking her face to meet his.



"No!" she screamed but not in pain.



Unbelievably she could not comprehend why she screamed not in pain but with lust. Her body ached with need; she could feel her knickers were soaked through.



"As I was saying when it comes to women I date I want that person to think of me and only me."



"But I---" Hermione closed her mouth when he glared at her.



"I cannot help being jealous when I see you around them. They are so close to you, and fucking hell Blaise I can't believe it."



"It was just sex Draco. What we've did it's love there is a difference."



"The thought of them of him touching you, being inside you doing things that we've never done. It's driving me crazy."



"Draco you have to get over it you think it makes me happy knowing you were with all those other women. "



"Don't you want to hurt them? Aren't you jealous?" he asked hurt that she isn't going crazy as he is.



"Well yes I want to ripping their fucking eyes out."



His lips curled into a smirk at her words.



"But I just tell myself they are the past and I am your present and future," she said with pride and certainty.



" It makes me realize how much I have missed of your life, How much time I've wasted being an arse to you, when I could have been loving you."



Kissing the side of his lips she gave him a smile, "We were children and we had influences keeping us from seeing the good in one another it's not our fault."



"I'm jealous. I know you say you love me Hermione, but I'm afraid."



"Of what?" she asked.



"You'll see all of me and you'll hate what you see."



"I know who you are Draco," she said.



He kissed her shoulder shaking his head, "Do you, there's so much more of me Hermione. My past what if I can't tell you everything---"



"You will tell me one day Draco."



"I'm just scared that one day I'll wake up and you won't be mine."



Tears ran down her face as she spoke, "I'm yours Draco."



Licking his lips Draco's heart sped up when he suddenly noticing the position they were in. He needed to know she was his and only his.



"Are you?" he whispered against her cheek.



Draco softly rubbed his bulge into her ass making her gasp in pleasure.



"Yes," her lips parted.



Draco reached under her skirt quickly pulling down her knickers taking it off her shaking form.



"Draco," her voice quivered at the feel of his hands pulling down her knickers.



"Be still," he ordered softly.



Nodding her head slightly she was waiting to see what he would do next.



Not caring he slid his loose pants down releasing his already rock hard cock.



He felt her folds, groaning at how ready and wet she is. Placing his dick at her entrance, leaning in against her ear he asked with a whisper, "Are you mine?" before slamming into her completely.



"Yes!" She screamed she arched a bit off the ground whimpering at the feel of him sheathed fully inside her.



Draco pushed into her with such force Hermione's body is being pushed painfully into the ground.



"Take off your blouse!" he growled.



Lifting herself slightly she pulled the garment over her head.



Draco un-snapped her bra to free here breasts, he needed to feel her full globes in his hands



"Draco please," she whispered, turning her head to gaze into his eyes. Her voice filled with want and need, "Make me yours," she begged.



Grabbing the side of the skirt, he ripped the seam with all the force he could muster. It took him three tries but he finally



ripped it to the hem. Grabbing the material, he tossed it on the side leaving her lower half completely naked.



Gripping her hips he pummelled into her watching her ass jiggle with each hit of his thrusts, he smirked at the handprints on her body.



Hermione spread her legs as wide as she could. She could feel him thrusting open her cunt, while she forcibly pushed back



against his pistoning dick with every powerful stroke.



Leaning over her Draco wrapped his fingers around her hair harshly pulling her against him making her groan as the angle hit the right spot.



"Right there please," she gasped out.



Pulling the dangling bra from her body, He ran his hands to the front of her jiggling body giving her breasts a firm squeeze.



"Your mine you understand me. Only mine say it!" he yelled as he felt his dick about to explode.



When he hit her sweet spot, she screamed her body tensing as she came with a loud scream, "Yes only yours!"



Draco bit lightly on her neck as he emptied his seed deep within her. Draco continued to fuck her even after he emptied himself, his pulsing cock drawing every, luscious spasm from her withering body. He felt her body slumping forward. He pulled her upright supporting her with his prick still buried inside her giving her shoulder a kiss.



"So fucking good," he croaked out his body spasmed from the aftershocks of his orgasm.



Tangling her hand in his hair, while clutching his hand with her freehand while violently shaking. Hermione tried her best to even out her breathing which was unsteady and coming out in harsh pants.



The couple collapsed on the floor in a heap. Draco fell to the side of her making sure not to squish her.



She gently laid her head on his chest drawing circles on his sweaty skin.



"I'm sorry," he said his arm cushioning her body, "I'm a prat."



"Yes you are," she teased.



Cocking his eyebrow he asked, "Aren't you supposed to say your not."



Shaking her head she replied, "Nope, I'm being a good girl and agreeing with you."



He chuckled, "you sure were good."



Blushing she kissed the skin over his heart, "So were you."



"I'm sorry Hermione."



"I'm sorry too, but by all means when we fight let's make up like that again."



He chuckled, "minx," as he kissed her deeply.



Pulling away from him she teasingly said, "Only with you."



"You better," he playfully hissed.



"Fuck!" a yell came from the hall, "Sorry I was going to my room."



Hermione eyes widened at Charlie's voice.



Draco burst out laughing realizing the red head had heard their sex filled cries.



"Draco shut up!" said ordered covering his laughs with her hand.



"Your room is ready for you Charlie."



"I'm really sorry next time may I suggest silencing charms."



Draco laughed harder in her hand.



"Thank you," Hermione squeaked.



Hermione listened as Charlie said a goodnight and went to his room.



She released his mouth only to hear his cries of laughter while she buried her red face in her hands.



"Oh shut up!" Hermione huffed.



Getting up grabbing her wand, she repaired her clothes and slipped her clothes back on.



"Love I'm sorry but you have to admit it is funny."



"Shut up!" she yelled her face red as fire, peeking out the door making sure Charlie is in his room she quickly dashed to her



bathroom to rinse off her paint-covered body.



Draco calmed himself quickly sitting up, his smile returned when he saw the painting on the floor. The colours on the canvas were vibrant and exciting. Draco could see their handprints; his knee prints and to his shock a perfect outline of her breasts. He carefully lifted the canvas placing it on the easel.



Smirking he whispered, "A masterpiece."



Righting himself picking up his wand, he turned off the lights and quickly went to the bathroom to join his girlfriend.



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Bathroom



When Draco entered the bathroom, he took a minute to admire the woman showering. Her beautiful body glistening as coloured water flowed down her body.



Draco pulled his wand from his pocket, he whispered, "Silenco."



He quietly stepped into the shower and made her squeal with surprise as he lifted her into his arms trapping her up against the wall.



Draco had her so her legs lapped over his lower arms.



"Draco," she whined.



"Hermione," he mocked her, "wrap your legs around me."



Hermione complied.



She gasped when she felt his fingers playing with her wet clit. Shaking her head, she motioned with her head to the door.



"Draco Charlie could hear us," she whispered.



He gave her a little smirk, "Don't worry baby he won't hear us I took his advice."



"You did a silencing spell---," she croaked out when she felt his dick slide against her wet twat. Licking her lips, she braced herself for the inevitable plunge.



"Uh huh," Draco nibbled her neck making her gasp, "By all means baby scream."



She did just that as he sheathed himself into her fully. She arched her back, all the while gyrating her hips. His cock penetrated her deeply.



Draco pumped his cock into her, his ass flexing in and out. He loudly grunted and slammed his cock up into her convulsing pussy with gusto.



"Draco," gasping out his name she felt like he was in the pit of her tummy.



"I love your pussy," he moaned out against her neck, "so fucking good."



"Draco oh god yes," she wheezed out.



Draco pulled away to look at her his grey lust filled eyes bore into hers, "Tell me you love my dick," he begged.



Hermione's lust glazed eyes stared at his, her lips parted gasping for breath. This position made his dick pound deeper in her and she could feel the full size of him pounding and hitting her insides. So lost in the feeling of him she did not hear a word he was saying.



Draco lightly slapped her face.



"Hermione I asked you question, do you love my dick?"



"I love your dick, I love it," she screamed.



"Tell me more," he teased.



"Yes I love it---Drac---," Hermione decided to give into his play and let herself go, "Your big fat cock feels so good in my pussy."



Moaning he fucked her harder.



"Keep talking," he mumbled.



"I want you to make me cum---make me cum all over your hard cock."



"Fuck," he growled.



Hermione's mind worked overtime she remembered watching a dirty movie with Ginny and she was turned on by the words in the DVD. She decided maybe that she should try it on Draco.



Licking her lips Hermione pulled his face to look at him as she spoke, "Fuck me like a whore."



Draco's eyes widened at her words.



"Hermione," he gasped.



"Make me your dirty little whore, please."



"Oh fuck baby," he yelled as he fucked her furiously, "You're my whore, my fifthly whore---oh shit---"



Hermione continued to listen anxiously at his ranting and harsh breathing, letting the air seep from her lungs when she could no longer contain it.



"I love you," she gasped out, "please Draco tell me you love me."



"I love you always," panted Draco telling her without a doubt how much he loves her.



The sound of water, panting and sex filled the room as Draco hammered into her taking her up against the shower wall.



Showing her, she truly is completely his.



Tbc…