Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Hermione
Rating: R
A/N: There was no real reason why I wrote this other than I was in a Draco/Hermione moment. I also wanted to give
pirategoddess a little something to read for her pleasure. I hope everyone enjoys. I apologize for the bad grammar too.
“Draco! Do you know what this is?” Hermione asked as she slid into the long sleek vehicle.
Draco laughed, “Of course I do Hermione. It is a limousine.”
Hermione turned her head to stare at Draco with wide eyes. Who was this person sitting next to her? “Draco what is going on here? You never once used anything that mudbloods use.”
“Tisk, tisk, Hermione, what foul language you use, it doesn’t suit you at all. Words like that should not be coming out of such a beautiful mouth.” Draco replied as he put a finger to her lip. He love surprising Hermione. Seeing the surprised, pleased look on her face always gave him pleasure. His chest filled with love and pride seeing the happy look on her face.
“Hermione, I’ve decided to change. I’ve decided to familiarize myself with all the gadgets that you are familiar with.”
“Yeah right Draco, give me a break. Who are you trying to kid?”
“Okay fine so I don’t want to start using mu-non magical things but I thought just this once it wouldn’t hurt.”
Hermione threw her arms around Draco’s throat, “Oh Draco, how sweet of you!” She withdrew just a fraction, “So where exactly are you taking me?”
“That a surprise my sweet.”Now just sit back and relax and enjoy the ride. “Oh one more thing,” Hermione raised an eyebrow, “I’m going to have to ask you to wear this blind fold otherwise the surprise will be over before we even get there.” Hermione turned her back to him allowing him to securely tie the blind fold over her eye. As soon as he was done he drew Hermione into his arms. He loved holding her against him. If he could he would sew her in his pocket so she would never be away from his side. “Okay my sweet we are just about there.” Hermione felt the car being parked. She reached to pull off the blindfold but Draco stopped her before she was able to. “Now, now Hermione do you really want the surprise to be spoiled?” She shook her head. “I didn’t think so.” Draco pulled Hermione out of the car. “Don’t worry so much Hermione; nothing is going to happen to you. At least not yet.”
Draco’s last remark sent chills down her spine, “Draco I have a bad feeling about this. What is going on? Where are you taking me?” She asked while being led by Draco.
“I already told you that I am not going to let anything happen to you. Have I ever put you in any harm before?” He asked while kissing each finger of her hand. “Well now that you mention it Draco, there was that one time when you wanted to…” Draco pulled Hermione against his body and kissed her senseless, “Never mind. Don’t answer that. But I do promise this time to not let anything happen to you.”
She heard a door squeak open and the crackling noise of what seems to be a fire. She could also slightly smell what seemed to be roast duck. This time she reached up and pulled off the blindfold; Draco did not even try to stop her. She looked around the room and recognized it right away. It was the very same room that he took her on their first date. He had spread rose petals around the room and set up dinner for two. Candles were lit everywhere. Hermione turned around to find Draco leaning against the pillar. He started to walk over to Hermione; when he got there he just stood there staring right into her eyes. Tears were on the verge of coming out from pure joy. Not being able to take the silence anymore she was the first one to speak. “Draco, I don’t know what to say.”
Draco reached out and wiped away that one single tear that was running down her cheek. “Hermione, you don’t have to say anything at all. Your look says it all.” Draco held out his arms and she walked into them. He wrapped his arms around her and gentle pulled her to him and placed his lips over hers. The kiss that they shared spoke of love and tenderness. Hermione couldn’t hold back the moan that came deep from her throat. Hermione’s pleasure encouraged Draco to deepen the kiss. He pulled her even farther against him as if she would seep into his body. She felt his arousal against her stomach. She started to move her lower body in seductive circles making Draco go mad with desire. He moaned deep in his throat and deepened the kiss even more. He started to walk Hermione backwards until her back came against the pillar that he was leaning against earlier. She wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. She felt as if she couldn’t get close enough to him.
She didn’t know how she did it but she managed to switch their positions. It was him that ended up against the pillar once again. He ran his hands all over her body not being able to get enough of her. He thrust one of his legs between hers; Hermione knew exactly what to do. She started to move up and down his leg; she threw back her head in ecstasy. He took advantage and bent to nibble on her neck. She ran her hands in his lush blond hair. He switched their positions again. He lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. He reached between them and started to stroke her; she shouted his name causing him to grin. He stuck in another finger; she started to move against his hand. She loved how he knows just how to bring her pleasure. She wanted to give him pleasure as well so she reached and fumbled with Draco’s trousers. When she finally got him free she stroked him at the same pace that Draco had set.
“Draco,”
“I know sweetheart; I know. Just not yet.” Draco responded between gritted teeth. He could feel her tightening around his fingers. She was right where he wanted her. He withdrew his finger and entered her tight passage. His thrusts were deep and long, postponing their climax as long as possible. “Hermione, god you feel so good.” Hermione drew up her knee tighter against Draco’s hips bringing him closer. With the bottom of her foot she pushed against the pillar pushing away. Draco grabbed her buttocks supporting her. He started to walk towards the rug that was near the fire. He gently placed her down never breaking their connection.
“Now Hermione. Come now!” He could feel Hermione’s passage getting even tighter. Nothing felt as good as having her hug him so tight. He thrust one more time pumping his seed into her. “You will forever be mine Hermione. Do you hear me?” Draco collapsed on top of her; both of them spent.
Hermione was the first to wake up. Draco’s head was cradled on top of Hermione’s breast, one of his arms lay across her stomach. She peered down at Draco. Smoothing his hair she smiled; she loved watching Draco sleep, he looks like a little baby sleeping. He slowly opened his eyes looking up at her, seeing her beautiful face he smiled. He ran his finger over her swollen lips. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?” He kissed her tummy thinking how he would love to see her carrying his baby; hoping that his seed took root.
“Mmm not in the last hours.” Hermione giggled.
“That long? Well let me see what I can do about that.” He rolled over onto his back to Hermione was straddling him. He reached up and started to massage her creamy breasts. She started to move on top of him. Their love making, this time, was quick, their need for one another was too great. After their heart stopped beating Hermione was the first one to speak.
“Draco are you hungry?”
“You are hungry again Hermione? We just finished. I need to rest a little.”
Hermione nudged Draco in the shoulder, “Draco, I was referring to food this time. You know what I was talking about. There is no sense in letting the perfectly roast duck go to waste.” Hermione got up and walked over to the table. She lifted the lid off and ripped a piece of the leg off and turned to Draco, who was still sitting on the rug staring at her.
“Draco, not to sound appreciative of everything that you done tonight but what is this all about?” She asked as she took a bit of the duck.
Draco turned his head away a little to hide the hurt. Draco couldn’t believe that Hermione didn’t know what the date was. “I just thought it would be nice to be by ourselves; you know have some privacy. I just want to have you to myself.”
‘Draco we never had to worry about that. You know how Ron and Harry disapprove of my being with you. They leave us alone whenever we are together.” She took another bit of the duck.
It annoyed him how Hermione keeps mentioning how her loser friends don’t approve Hermione being with him. He didn’t care what her friends thought about him but why did she have to keep bringing up that fact. Draco shrugged, “I just wanted to take you some place special.” If that didn’t give Hermione a clue then he gave up trying to show Hermione that he could be sensitive and not some cold blooded person like everyone thinks him to be.
She put the duck down and walked over to Draco. She stood in front of him with a tender look on her face. “I couldn’t think of any other place more special than this. After all this is where you took me on our first date.” She noticed the look on his face. She knew that Draco thought that she didn’t remember. “Draco, do you really think I could forget a moment like that?” She placed a hand to his cheek and he turned his face into it. “I just didn’t want to say anything because I was afraid that you wouldn’t have remembered. I thought that you took me here because it was secluded and no one knew about this place. I didn’t want to ruin the moment.”
“Oh Hermione you should have said something. I spent all this time thinking that you wouldn’t remember.”
“Draco, that’s insulting. How can you think that? I am the one with the better memory between the two of us.”
“Think again Hermione, I remember everything that concerns you.”
She kneeled down in front of him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Oh Draco, I love you so much. Thank you for everything. Because of you I am a different person, a better person.”
Draco kissed the side of her cheek, “Hermione you bring the best out of me. You taught me how to love. I don’t know what I would be if you hadn’t come into my life.”
Hermione and Draco spent the rest of the night in each other’s arms. This time there was no need for making love; just holding onto one another was enough.