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“I did actually. Surprised?” He continued to smile at her and went back to rubbing lovingly on her leg.

She glanced back to the plate. It had multiple pieces of bacon, sausages, toast, beans, and black pudding with one fried egg. It was more than she would usually eat first thing in the morning but it all looked and smelled delicious.

“Impressive.” She replied, ignoring his question.

He laughed then he squeezed her leg before standing up. He leaned forward and gave her a loving kiss. She moaned deep in her throat at the comfortable, loving feeling.

Draco stood back up and smirked at her.

“Wish I had more time but I have some things to take care of today. I want you to eat and relax here as long as you like. I will be gone for most, if not all, of the day, unfortunately.”

She knew that he spent a lot of time helping his mother manage the Malfoy business. He was becoming a bigger part of the business and knew that lately, he had been dedicating a lot more time towards it.

“Okay. Thank you again for this lovely breakfast. I will probably head home soon to shower and run a few errands.”

If he was disappointed, he didn’t show it. He nodded to her.

“Sounds like a plan. I probably won’t see you again until tomorrow at work then.”

He sighed a little and walked a little closer to the door before turning back around to look at her.

“Would you like to go to dinner with me tomorrow?”

She smiled at him and nodded. “Yes. I would love that.”

He grinned back at her then turned and left the room.

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The rest of the day flew by in a blur and before she knew it, it was already Monday afternoon and she was sitting in her office. She was trying to concentrate on the paperwork sitting in front of her but her mind kept wandering. She caught herself daydreaming about Draco multiple times.

At this rate, she wasn’t ever going to get anything done. She shook the thoughts away and tried again to focus on her work.

The next few hours went much the same and as the workday started to come to an end she finally gave up. She would have to put in a couple of extra hours tomorrow to make up for her being distracted all day.

She gathered up a few files that needed to be delivered to Draco and headed out of her office. Most of the floor had been cleared out already and it was quiet as she made her way through the building. When she reached his office door, she cleared her throat softly and took a deep breath. She always felt a little nervous before seeing him.

She knew that he was expecting her so she didn’t bother knocking. She walked in and sat the files down on his desk.

“This is all I have for today.” She said simply and then walked around the corner of his desk.

He looked up at her and grinned.

“Was someone a little distracted today?” His grin turned into a smirk.

She looked down sheepishly and replied, “Yes.”

Then she walked closer to him and leaned against the desk.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” She said softly.

“Mmmm.” He sighed.

He stood up and pushed his chair back as he pulled her over to stand in front of him.

“On that note. I wanted to talk to you about something.” He said as he locked eyes with her.

Hermione moaned internally. She knew where this was headed. This was ‘the talk’ about their relationship and where things were going with them.

“Okay.” She replied simply and bit her lip nervously.

He chuckled and smiled at her. He pulled off his ministry robes and laid it across his chair. Then he started to pull hers down her shoulders.

“No need to be nervous. I’m not going to try to get more from you than you are willing to give right now.”

He gathered her robes from her and then laid it in the chair with his. He turned back to face her and closed some of the distance between them before continuing.

“I know things are complicated for you right now. I don’t want to have a big talk about relationships and feelings because I know you aren’t ready yet but I do want you to know that I have feelings for you. All I need from you is to tell me that you’re mine.”

Hermione felt her body heat and felt relieved that they didn’t have to have a long discussion about the future and what their relationship was. She smirked at him, grabbed his shirt collar, and pulled him down so she could whisper in his ear.

“I’m yours.”

Before she knew what was happening, he lifted her onto his desk and started kissing her. She responded to his touch and she opened her mouth to let him explore her with his tongue. He had both hands tangled in her hair as she wrapped her legs around his hips to bring his body closer.

They were kissing hard and hungry and desperate. Her body was on fire and she could feel the familiar pressure and wetness between her legs. She brought her hips forward and rubbed herself against the large bulge in his trousers.  He grunted softly against her lips then started to slowly trail his left hand down her body.

He rubbed softly against her neck, gently pinched at her nipple and squeezed her breast, rubbed her abdomen with the back of his fingers as he slid it down to eventually stop between her legs.

He pulled her panties to the side and slid a finger through her slick folds. He barely touched her and every time she thought he would finally slide a finger inside of her, he would pull away. He was teasing her.

She groaned in frustration and he pulled back from the kiss to smirk at her. He knew exactly what he was doing and he was enjoying it.

He bit her lip and then trailed kisses down her jaw to her neck. He sucked lightly and nipped at her skin.

Hermione tried to wiggle her hips to get more friction from his finger but he wouldn’t let her. He kept lightly rubbing a single finger up and down through her folds but never pressing his finger inside of her.

“Greedy aren’t we.” He whispered in her ear and then pulled his hand away.

She bit her lip to keep from groaning out in frustration again.

Draco reached behind her and pushed things off the edge of his desk and then gently pushed her back so she was laying across the large wooden desk. As the cold wood touched her hot skin, she shivered.

He smirked at her again and then leaned over her and started trailing kisses across her neck. He slowly kissed and nipped across her skin, moving down her body. He stopped at her breasts and squeezed them appreciatively with both hands as he lightly bit one of her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

She moaned loudly and felt her hips buck slightly at the sensation. She put her hands in his hair and tangled her fingers in the soft locks. He continued to slowly kiss down her body, finally reaching his destination. He looped two fingers in her panties and quickly pulled them from her body, then stuffed them in his pocket.

As the cool air hit her exposed sex she felt herself become warmer and wetter. She closed her eyes and tried to relax her body as he sucked down her thigh. He was leaving love bites along her inner thigh as he very slowly made his way across her exposed flesh.

Draco knelt further and wrapped his arms around her legs and held her hips down with both hands as he licked her, teasing her.

Hermione was thankful that he had thought to hold her down or she probably would have bucked him right off her. The sensation was intense and exhilarating.

He licked at her opening and pressed his tongue against her clit. He gave it a few gentle sucks before using his tongue to press into her entrance. He used his mouth to fuck her and she could feel her toes curling as she let her head fall back. She started to moan and pant loudly as he continued to use his mouth on her.

He swirled his tongue and then sucked on her clit again, then he slowly dipped two fingers inside her. He pressed his tongue against her clit as he started to pump his fingers. Then he groaned against her, letting her feel the vibrations.

“Draco!” She moaned loudly and couldn’t help but press his face tighter against her body.

He started pumping his fingers faster and continued to gently use his tongue on her clit until her body finally spasmed and he felt her tighten around his fingers.

“Ah! Fuck, Draco!” She shouted as she climaxed.

He gave her one last kiss against her sensitive bud then stood up in between her legs. He looked down at her and slowly started to rub his fingers against her again. She sat up on the desk and pulled him into a deep kiss, not caring that she could taste herself on him.

As their tongues fought for dominance, he started to press his fingers inside of her. She moaned against his lips and wrapped her legs around his hips to close any space between them.

Feeling that she was wet enough to continue, he reached between them to unfasten his belt and open his trousers. He let them fall down his legs and he used one hand to grab his cock as it sprang free. He gave it a few pumps before lining it up with her entrance.

He grabbed her hips and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he slowly slipped himself inside her. They both moaned and panted together, breaking the kiss but they kept their lips together, breathing into each other as he pulled back and then slammed back into her.

His fingers tightened on her hips as he continued to plunge himself deeper. Hermione let her head fall to his shoulder and she kissed his neck as they continued to meet each other's thrusts.

“Ah oh... “ She was moaning incoherently and very loudly, he grunted softly in her ear.

Their hips were lined up perfectly and they connected just right as they both continued to thrust into each other. He was pulling at her hips every time he pushed into her, making every thrust hit hard and deep.

They were wildly fucking with abandon, not caring how loud they were. Hopefully, there wasn’t anyone around to hear them anyway and if there was then they would deal with that later because right now, they didn’t care. They were only focused on their pleasure and the pressure building deep in their bodies.

The large desk started to creak as he pounded into her and papers and books fell off the sides, landing in a pile on the floor.

She could feel her body ready to explode and she was now screaming with every thrust.

“There, there, harder!” She begged and then bit into his shoulder as he hit that sweet spot deep inside her.

It only took a few more hard thrusts before she came completely undone. She screamed out loudly and threw her head back as her body flinched and spasmed.

Draco started fucking her faster and before she could come down from her high, his body tightened and she felt him release inside her. He moaned deep in his throat as he came with her and they held on to each other for dear life as they climaxed together.

They stayed like that for a minute, catching their breath before they finally pulled apart. Hermione felt wobbly on her legs as she stood up from the desk; her legs were like jelly.

Draco pulled his trousers up and he refastened his belt as she pulled her dress down and smoothed it out. She started to look around the room and was surprised by the mess they made. She had been completely oblivious while it was happening, living only in the moment.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get it cleaned up.” He said, almost like he heard her thoughts.

He pulled out his wand and started to magically pull the mess from the floor to land gently in neat piles on his desk. It only took a minute and once it was all cleaned up, she noticed something was missing. She walked around his desk and looked all over the floor.

“Looking for something?” He drawled out.

She turned to face him and saw him holding her panties in the air with a single finger. He was smirking at her as he stuffed them back into his pocket.

“Hey! I need those.” She said and walked up to him as if to take them.

He quickly grabbed her and spun her around. He pushed her hips against his desk and he pressed his body against her.

He held her hips in place with one hand and wrapped his other gently over her throat. He squeezed lightly, applying gentle pressure on her neck. She was surprised to feel her body tingle and warm at the sensation.

He used his thumb to turn her face towards his and he kissed her. Deep and longing. He traced his tongue over her lip and then bit it as he pulled back.

“I like you better without them.” He breathed into her ear.

He lowered the hand from her hip to hike up her dress and he softly traced his fingers across her sensitive folds. He let one finger slide inside her wet entrance and then pulled his hand away, leaving her wanting.

“Easy access.” He whispered as he pulled away.

She took a deep breath to steady herself. She was stunned at how fast he could turn her on and she was a little shocked, to say the least, to find that she liked his dominance. She cleared her throat as she moved away from the desk and smoothed her dress down again.

Draco grabbed her hand and they intertwined their fingers as he pulled her towards the door. He stopped just before opening the door and gave her a quick chaste kiss.

“Was someone a little distracted today?” His grin turned into a smirk.

She looked down sheepishly and replied, “Yes.”

Then she walked closer to him and leaned against the desk.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” She said softly.

“Mmmm.” He sighed.

He stood up and pushed his chair back as he pulled her over to stand in front of him.

“On that note. I wanted to talk to you about something.” He said as he locked eyes with her.

Hermione moaned internally. She knew where this was headed. This was ‘the talk’ about their relationship and where things were going with them.

“Okay.” She replied simply and bit her lip nervously.

He chuckled and smiled at her. He pulled off his ministry robes and laid it across his chair. Then he started to pull hers down her shoulders.

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A/N: Planned on having this posted already but life got complicated and busy... as it does sometimes unfortunately. Anyway, I plan to post sometime in the next day or two. Just need to make the banner for the chapter.

He straightened back up and they continued to dance.

“Yes.” She responded without giving it much thought. It was the truth though and she felt it the moment the word left her lips. Things were different now.

He smirked at her and then turned her around in his arms so her back was against him. He pulled her body tight against his and as they swayed to the music he slipped a hand into the slit of her dress. He slowly traced a finger up her thigh, then stopped and on her bare hip.

He started tracing little circles into her skin and she felt her body starting to respond to his touch.

“Knowing you’re not wearing anything under this dress is driving me crazy. I wish I could take you here and now in front of everyone.”

His hot breath tickled her ear and she had to suppress a moan.

“Already. You’ve already had me ten minutes ago.” She whispered back.

He squeezed her hip and then surprised her by turning her back around in his arms. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips before moving his mouth to her ear again and replied, “If it were up to me I would stay inside you forever.”

Her breath caught in her throat and she felt her cheeks flush red. She felt like her body was on fire and melting right there in front of everyone on the dance floor.

He smiled knowingly at her and then started to pull away.

“I, unfortunately, need to deliver a speech now, and then I need to help my mother with a bit of business. It may take some time but don’t leave.”

She nodded at him as he started to pull further away from her. She didn’t want to part from him and without thinking she pulled him back to her. She grabbed the front collar of his jacket and kissed him. His hands went to her hair and pulled slightly as he bit her lip.

He looked at her and smirked again. “I’ll be as quick as I can.. and then... “ He nipped her lip again. “I’m taking you to my bedroom.”

She finally let him go and watched as he walked toward the front of the large room. Her body felt electric. As soon as she started to look away she was surprised by her friend jumping in front of her with a big grin on her face.

“Tell me everything!” She nearly squealed at her.

Hermione laughed at Ginny’s excitement and then pulled her across the room to talk privately.

The party continued for a few more hours. Ginny and Harry had called it a night about thirty minutes ago and at this point, Hermione could feel the exhaustion seeping into her body. She honestly would have left already if it wasn’t for Draco asking her to wait for him. She was sitting alone at a small table towards the back of the room, taking occasional sips of champagne and watching as the large crowd slowly started to dwindle to a few small groups.

“You look exhausted. Still beautiful but exhausted. Ready to call it a night?” Draco surprised her by stepping into her field of vision and holding out a hand.

She smiled up at him and didn’t hesitate to take his hand. She set the flute glass on the table and let him help pull her up to stand next to him.

“Ready.” She smiled at him.

“I’m sorry. That took a lot longer than expected.”

He squeezed her hand in his and then led her out of the large room and through a dark hallway. They walked past the library and multiple closed doors before finally reaching a large dark door at the end of the hall. Draco opened the door and led her inside.

The room was incredibly spacious. There was a giant king-sized four-poster bed with a dark wood frame. The comforter was black with grey and looked soft and thick. The bed had matching dark wooden tables on either side. One had a small dark green and silver lamp, the other had a small stack of books. There was a large desk and chair across the room and next to it was a large glass door that led out to a balcony. Across from that was a huge wardrobe with what she guessed had many dark-colored outfits and suits.

Next to that was an open door that led to a bathroom and next to that door, in the corner of the room was a large dark leather chair with a small table and lamp next to it. Behind the chair, there was a bookcase built into the wall that was completely filled with books. Then, next to that and the door she had just walked through was a small tea cart.

She must have been silent for too long because he tugged gently on her hand and laughed softly as she was shaken from her reverie. The room was immaculate and everything that she would want if she had the resources.

“This is your bedroom?” She asked in shock as she slowly walked further into the room.

Draco walked over to his wardrobe and fished around until he finally produced what he had been looking for. He laid a pair of thin pajama pants on the end of the bed and then handed her a dark t-shirt.

“For you to sleep in.” He said simply and then turned back towards the bed.

He started to undress and she took that as a hint to do the same. She slipped out of the dress and pulled the shirt over her head. She still felt a bit naked, considering she was missing her undergarments now. She pulled the hem of the shirt down as far as it would go and thankfully it reached to her thighs at least and didn’t leave her totally exposed.

Hermione glanced at him undressing and decided now was the best time to steal a minute in the restroom. She went in and relieved her full bladder before turning on the hot water in the sink and let it run for a minute. She washed her hands and then splashed some water onto her face.

She felt nervous all over again. She took a few deep breaths as the water dripped off her chin. She looked at herself in the mirror and was a little surprised as she actually smiled at herself. She was happy. Nervous yes but also very happy.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt like this.

She pat her face dry and dried her hands before finally walking back into the bedroom. Draco was sitting at the end of the bed wearing nothing but thin grey pajama pants.

“I wasn’t sure which side of the bed you would prefer so I waited for you.” He said as he motioned behind him at the bed.

“Oh. Um, left will do fine.” She responded quickly.

He grinned at her and she thought that maybe he could hear the nerves leaking into her voice. He turned and climbed to the top of the bed and pulled the covers back. He slid under and held up the side for her to join him.

She got into the bed and under the covers with him. He tucked the comforter around her and she actually sighed audibly at how comfortable the bed and blankets were.

“Like it huh?” He asked and let out a small chuckle at her response.

“This is heaven.” She sighed again and snuggled further into the bed.

He pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her body. He snuggled his face against her neck and gave her a quick peck.

“Goodnight.” He whispered and then quickly reached across her to flip the lamp off. The room was dark except for the bright moonlight filtering in through the large glass door.

She was surprised that he was calling it a night. She expected some late-night extracurriculars with him. She wasn’t disappointed though because she was so tired. She really needed the rest and was grateful that apparently, he did too. As she lay there in his arms, she felt more comfort and more caring from him than she had felt from Ron in a very long time.

That thought made her eyes watery and she had to fight to keep the tears from falling. She realized more than ever at that moment that her marriage really had been over for years. The fact that she hadn’t seen it sooner made her feel stupid. As the dark thoughts started to take over, she felt Draco snuggle even closer and sigh quietly as he started to drift off to sleep.

She smiled.

What was the point in drowning in sadness over something that is long over when she has something better right here with her? She needed to start focusing on the here and now and start taking him and his feeling seriously… whatever feelings he may or may not be having. She intertwined her fingers through his and finally gave in to her exhaustion.

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Hermione felt herself jolt awake. She still had trouble sleeping sometimes after the war. She never quite remembered what the dreams or nightmares were actually about. She just knew that whatever it was would scare her awake in the middle of the night.

“It’s okay.” She heard his voice was thick from just being asleep.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered back.

She rolled onto her back and looked at him as he lay on his side, his arm still falling restfully across her abdomen.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about.” He said quietly, never opening his eyes.

“I’m sorry I woke you.” She responded.

He grumbled a little and rubbed her arm reassuringly.

“I know but you don’t have to be sorry. I don’t mind. Try to get some more sleep if you can.” He kissed her shoulder.

Hermione almost felt like bursting into tears. She grinned dumbly in the dark. She had never felt so reassured. Whenever she accidentally woke Ron, he would practically push her out of the bed and roll back over to sleep.

She turned her body to face him. She rubbed her nose softly against his and then gave him a small kiss. Their lips were only together for a moment but she felt tingles run down her spine at the contact.

Hermione leaned her head forward and whispered against his ear, “maybe I don’t want to go back to sleep.”

She pulled back and saw that he had finally opened his eyes. He smirked at her.

“What is it you want then?” He asked as he started drawing circles on her lower back.

She didn’t hesitate. She rolled them over and climbed on top of him. He was now on his back with her straddling his hips. She leaned down and whispered in his ear again.

“I want you.” She paused to bite his earlobe. “I want you inside of me.”

She bit his ear again and then started to lick and suck on his neck as she made her way down to his chest. She sat up and was pleased to see the dark sultry look on his face.

He cleared his throat and then smirked at her again. “I think we can make that happen.”

He trailed his fingers up her thighs, under the shirt, and grabbed her hips tight with both hands. This sent a shock through her body and she felt herself getting wetter. Her core was starting to throb with wanting.

She started to roll her hips back and forth to rub her center against his growing erection. She could feel that his hands weren’t controlling her movements at all but rather squeezing and rubbing in appreciation. She had all the control right now.

The idea of her having control sexually and having it with Malfoy made her shiver. She moved slowly over his hard member, hitting her clit every time she pulled back against him. She wanted to take her time with him and really enjoy it. Their quickie in the library had been amazing but this time she wanted more connection and she wanted the pleasure to last longer for both of them.

She lifted her hips so she could reach between them and pull the front of his pants down and away. She was done with having a barrier and wanted all of him.

She slipped the material down his thighs and let it pool at his knees. She leaned forward slightly as she reached between them to grab his cock. He was fully hard and ready for her now. She gave it a few soft pumps before slowly lowering herself.

She lined them up perfectly and let out a breathy moan as he entered her. She was so wet that there was no resistance and he slid in easily. She felt his fingers dig slightly into her hips as he responded to the feeling of being inside of her.

They locked eyes and she let a small smirk cover her lips as she started to slowly move up and down, pulling him deep inside her. They both started panting and letting out little moans and groans of pleasure as she continued to slowly ride him.

She paused for a moment to pull the shirt over her head and toss it across the room. She watched as his gaze became more intense and grunted as she came down on him again.

She felt excited and free. Watching him as she pleased him was so intense it almost made her cum at the thought of it. Her body was on fire and they were burning together.

She slid him deep inside her and rolled her hips. She was starting to feel that familiar pressure building down deep inside of her.

He must have sensed it because he decided to change things up. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her body. She adjusted quickly to the new position and wrapped her arms around his neck which gave her leverage to slide herself higher on him and slam harder with each thrust.

She felt his hands go back to her hips but this time he didn’t leave them sitting idle. He grabbed tight on each side and started to pull her down harder with every thrust, resulting in a slow but hard and deep rhythm.

Their bodies were rubbing together and she felt her clit rubbing against him every time she slammed her body down on his.

“Ah god…” She whimpered and let her head fall forward onto his shoulder.

They were grunting and panting as she rode him. She could feel her body coming undone and knew that she would only last a few more thrusts.

“Cum with me Draco.” She moaned and bit his neck as she slammed down on him again.

His grip tighten more on her hips, digging into her flesh but she didn’t care. He let out another grunt and then moaned with her as they held on for dear life. They frantically fucked each other as she brought her body down on his again and again.

She finally picked up the pace and slammed down on him one last time as they both climaxed. She moaned loudly and bit onto his shoulder to keep from screaming too loud. He moaned with her and she felt his hot seed shoot deep inside her. Their bodies tensed and jolted with orgasm and she paused as her walls tightened around him, draining every drop of him.

Hermione released her bite on his shoulder but didn’t move. She turned her head to lay on his shoulder and kissed his neck as they both held each other, panting and trying to catch their breath.

Draco loosened his tight hold on her hips and wrapped his arms around her body. They stayed this way, holding tight to each other for what felt like a very long time before either of them finally decided to break the silence.

Once she knew she had caught her breath and could speak again, she whispered to him. “I’ve never felt anything like this.”

He pulled back slightly to look at her. He sat her up, keeping their bodies together but now looking at each other. He gently placed a hand against her jaw, tangling his fingers in her hair and using his thumb to rub her cheek.

“That’s because you weren’t with the right person.”

Then he made sure to look her deep in the eyes.

“But you are now.”

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“I don’t know and I don’t know.” She said honestly with a small chuckle.

“but you’re looking at me differently.”

He raised an eyebrow at her.

“Shouldn’t I look at you differently?”

He leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Things are different now.. aren’t they?”

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A/N: I have offically finished chapter 10. I can't wait to share it with everyone. I am definitely a little rusty but excited to be back writing FINALLY. This chapter is about 14 pages!!! Crazy!

Planning to post it sometime in the next couple of days. I just want to make some finishing touches and of course, I have to make the banner and everything.

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The rest of the weekend passed without incident. She finished unpacking and setting up her new place. By the time Monday morning rolled around, she had calmed down considerably from Friday night’s events.

She still didn’t know what to say to Malfoy or what he wanted her to say so she thought it best to keep busy with work and hope that things would go better next time. She told him she wouldn’t avoid him, and she wasn’t trying to, but she also wasn’t seeking him out.

She knew that she needed to figure things out before seeing him again. Thankfully or not, he kept to himself too. They didn’t see each other all week.

Hermione knew that she wanted something more from him, but she didn’t know what he wanted. Did he just want sex from her or something more serious?

Did she just want sex from him?

She wasn’t sure and she didn’t want to mess up their friendship over some silly hormonal needs. Not to mention the fact that she had never been with anyone other than Ron and the thought of being so intimate with someone new was terrifying.

All these thoughts and more were repeatedly running wild in her mind all week long, distracting her from her work. She tried to focus but she also knew that she needed some answers for him. He deserved to know what their relationship was turning into.

In the middle of the week, she got an invitation to a party at Malfoy Manor for that Friday. She had thought about not going but by the time Friday arrived and she finished her workday, she decided that she could use the fun. She would figure out what to tell him when she saw him.

‘Maybe he’ll be in a better mood this time.’ She thought as she left the office.

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Hermione slowly made her way up the steps to the front doors of the Manor. She paused for a moment to take a breath. She was unbelievably nervous.

Before she could knock, a little house elf pulled the heavy doors open and greeted her.

“Welcome to Malfoy Manor. Please come in.” He said cheerfully and waved her inside.

She walked in and was amazed at how beautiful the inside of the Manor looked. She and her friends had all been over a few times over the years since they all tried to rotate who hosted friend’s night, but she had never seen the place looking as gorgeous as it did tonight.

There were gold accents strewn throughout the entire place and an amazing assortment of flowers. She slowly moved from the entrance and into the main room where everyone else seemed to be and stopped. Everyone there was dressed up in elegant dresses and suits.

‘Thank god I was able to go shopping for a new dress this week.’ She thought but still felt a bit underdressed.

She wore a fitted black dress. It was long but probably more revealing than appropriate. It had a plunging open back and a long slit up the side of her leg. It felt right when she bought it but compared to the other dresses, it felt like the wrong choice.

She had been invited by Draco, but she knew that the party would be planned and hosted by his mother. She was known for her incredible parties.

“Hermione, you look amazing!”

She turned to see Ginny beaming at her.

“Thank you. So do you.” She replied as she leaned in for a hug.

Ginny pulled her tight and whispered in her ear.

“Have you seen Malfoy yet?”

Hermione smiled as they pulled out of the embrace.

“No, not yet. I only just arrived.”

Ginny smiled even bigger if that was possible.

“He’s gonna die when he sees you.” She winked at her.

Hermione felt her face blush bright red.

“I’m going to find my husband. You should go find Malfoy… Tell me everything. I wanna know how he reacts.” She smiled again and waved to Hermione as she walked away to find Harry.

‘I need a drink.’ She thought to herself.

She walked to the edge of the room and found a waiter handing out glasses of champagne. She took one and gulped down the whole thing in a matter of seconds.

She was feeling more nervous than she anticipated. She set the empty glass down and made her way out of the crowded room.

She walked down a hallway and entered the first open room she came across, which just so happened to be a large library. She had only been in here once during one of their friends’ nights, but it still shocked her to see so many books in one place.

It was a large room with rows and rows of bookshelves filled with books. There was a fire burning in the fireplace which lit up a small sitting area, otherwise, the room was completely dark. Somehow the darkness felt inviting, and she walked into the room.

Being surrounded by books always felt comforting and felt like home to her. She ran her fingers over the spines of the books on the nearest bookshelf as she walked past them and over to the fireplace.

The fire felt warm on her skin and just as she was deciding whether to grab a book and sit on the comfortable-looking sofa to read instead of rejoining the party, she was interrupted.

“How did I know that I would find you in here?”

She smiled and turned around to see Malfoy leaning against the bookshelf that she had just passed.

‘Of course, he looks amazing.’ She thought to herself sarcastically.

He was wearing an all-black suit. Under the black jacket was a blue button-up shirt with a white collar and dark vest. The tie was a mix of black and blue.

He always looked amazing in black and the blue really brought out the grey in his eyes. He was as handsome as ever.

She realized she was staring too late and had waited too long to respond which made for an awkward silence.

He took a step towards her, and she felt her breath catch in her throat.

“You look stunning.”

She felt her face blush at the compliment.

“Thank you. So do you.”

She licked her lips and tried to appear less nervous than she felt.

“I’m glad you came. I wasn’t sure that you would after what happened last week.” He spoke softly and slowly stepped towards her as he talked.

She shook her head in response as she cleared her throat to respond.

“I told you. I would never avoid you. I just needed time to figure things out.”

“And did you?” He asked before she could say more.

She bit her lip nervously as she tried to find the right words to say but she still wasn’t sure how to explain her feelings and fears. She wasn’t completely sure what she wanted, and she knew that wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

He took another step which closed the space between them. He was inches away from her and smirking as he stared at her.

“I.. um...” She stumbled trying to find the words.

He was looking at her in a way that made her body heat up and her eyes kept glancing at his lips. She wanted so badly to taste him again and feel his body pressed against hers.

She bit her lip again. She didn’t know what to say to him and her brain wasn’t wanting to function right now.

He leaned towards her and whispered in her ear.

“You think too damn much.”

His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke, and his hot breath tickled her skin. She felt her knees go weak and her panties were wet with desire. Before she could think about what to say or do, she grabbed onto his shoulders to steady herself.

He pulled back and was smirking at her again.

‘How is he always so calm?’ She thought.

“You’re right. I do think too much. Maybe it’s time to stop thinking and start acting.”

He raised an eyebrow at her.

“And what does that mean?” He asked with a smug look on his face.

‘What a prat. Why doesn’t he just kiss me?’ She thought annoyed.

She leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, making sure to brush her lips against his skin the way he had only moments ago.

“I honestly don’t know what I want but I know that I want you.”

She leaned back and before she could see his response, he pushed her back against the bookshelf and started kissing her.

She adjusted quickly and moved her hands from his shoulders to his hair, pulling him tighter against her.

He kept her pinned with one hand pressing firmly against her hip as he ran his left hand up her body and slowly started caressing her breast which responded quickly under the light fabric of the dress.

She let out a soft moan which he took advantage of and ran his tongue across her lips and into her mouth.

He slowly moved his hand from her breast to lightly grab her throat. He gently squeezed and then pulled back, breaking from the kiss.

“How much have you had to drink?” He asked breathlessly.

Hermione almost groaned loudly at the disappointment of him pausing.

‘He must taste the champagne.’ She thought foggily.

She took a deep breath.

“Not enough to matter so don’t stop.” She responded huskily as she pulled him back to her lips.

He responded enthusiastically and returned to kissing her passionately while pressing her against the shelves. He moved his body closer, so they were pressing firmly against each other.

The contact sent shivers down her spine and before she even realized what she was doing, her body responded, and she pulled her left leg up to hook onto his hip.

She used the position to pull him against her and she felt his hard erection tight against her wet core. She moaned into his mouth, and he used the opportunity to bite her bottom lip. Then he slowly trailed kisses and small nibbles down her jawline and settled on her neck.

Her body felt electrified and was screaming for more. She leaned her head back to give him better access.

Draco moved his hand from her throat to the back of her neck and wound his fingers into her curls. Then he slowly moved his right hand from her hip to the leg that was wrapped around his waist.

He slowly started tracing his fingers from her knee down to her exposed thigh. Then ran his fingers down her thigh and pulled back slightly to fit his hand between their bodies.

He gently rubbed his fingers against her wet panties, and he could feel his cock jump in anticipation. She was so wet and ready for him already.

He moved her panties to the side and started rubbing against her wet folds. He gently placed a finger against her nub and rubbed against it as he slowly pushed two fingers inside of her.

Hermione felt her body jump at the sensation and she had to bite down on her lip to keep from moaning out in pleasure. She tightened her hold of his hair, not caring if she was pulling, to keep herself upright.

Draco kept a slow and steady pace of rubbing and pumping his fingers, teasing her. She started to moan softly in his ear but was obviously trying to stay quiet.

“Nobody will hear you with the party happening. Don’t hold back, I want to hear you screaming my name.” He whispered silkily in her ear between kisses.

She let out a soft groan and felt another shiver run down her spine at his words. His voice and the way he spoke to her had affected her almost as much as his fingers pressed inside of her.

She could feel the need and ache building inside her body, and she wanted more of him. She wanted all of him.

She pulled her fingers out of his hair and quickly put her hands between them to unfasten his trousers. She pulled the fabric to the side and let the material fall down his thighs.

Draco removed his fingers and with a quick motion, he ripped her panties off her hips and tossed them across the room.

Hermione shrieked at the action and bit her lip as she smirked to herself.

He moved her legs up higher on his hips as he pushed her tighter against the wall and he reached under her leg to grab his erection and touch the tip against her wet center.

He rubbed himself against her and watched her face as she bit her lip harder and nodded at him to continue. She took a deep breath as he slowly pushed himself inside of her.

She let out a loud gasp and he let his head fall forward so their foreheads were pressed together. They were both breathing heavily as he slowly pulled back and thrust back inside her.

Draco dropped his head further and started to kiss and nibble on her neck and shoulder as he gradually increased the pace of his thrusts.

Hermione was moaning louder and panting as Draco let out small groans.

Her hips were being slammed into the wall with each thrust, but she didn’t care. At that moment, she didn’t care if he left bruises because the pleasure was far beyond any pain that she was feeling.

The vibrations of them hitting the wall were shaking the bookshelves behind them and books were starting to fall to the floor around them.

Draco stopped to look around them, then without warning, he grabbed her firmly in his arms and walked with her across the room to the sitting area. He laid her gently beneath himself, never losing contact with her body.

She immediately wrapped her legs higher and tighter around him to give him deeper access as he continued to thrust within her.

They started kissing each other again and moaning into each other’s mouths as their hips continued to meet at a steady pace. Draco bit her bottom lip as he pulled out of the kiss and started back on her neck.

She was moaning loudly now, and she could feel her body starting to build pressure and she knew that she was close to climax. She started to lift her hips more urgently, letting him hit deeper and harder.

“There.. there.” She panted out between moans.

Hermione put her hands on his firm bottom and pulled him tighter against herself. She was whining loudly, practically screaming as she felt him repeatedly hit the sweet spot inside of her.

She threw her head back as she screamed out in pleasure and felt a wave of ecstasy crash over her entire body. “Draco!” She screamed as she felt her body shudder and her vision went black with stars swirling in her brain.

As she was beginning to come down from her release, she heard Draco grunt into her ear and she felt him release deep inside her.

They were both panting loudly as the world came back into focus. They were still clinging tightly onto each other as he slowly pulled out of her and lifted his head to look at her.

They both smiled at each other, then he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips before pulling away and standing up. He adjusted his trousers and refastened them, then straightened out his shirt and tie.

He still looked handsome as ever and you would never know he just had a quickie in the library. His hair was a little tousled and his face was still blushing red but otherwise, he looked normal.

Hermione slowly stood up and straightened out her dress. She was looking around the room for her panties but couldn’t spot them anywhere.

“I’ll find them later. Pretty sure I tore them anyway.” He smirked at her.

She couldn’t help but grin back at him.

“Pretty sure.” She agreed.

“We should get back to the party.” He said softly, then he reached his hand out to her.

She happily accepted his hand and intertwined her fingers with his. Then they walked out of the library and headed back towards the noise and crowd of the party.

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A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait but I really wanted to try and make this chapter the best that I could. I tried to make it intense and everything but I am horrible at writing these kind of scenes.

She smiled and turned around to see Malfoy leaning against the bookshelf that she had just passed.

‘Of course, he looks amazing.’ She thought to herself sarcastically.

He was wearing an all-black suit. Under the black jacket was a blue button up shirt with a white collar and dark vest. The tie was a mix of black and blue.

He always looked amazing in black, and the blue really brought out the grey in his eyes. He was as handsome as ever.

She realized she was staring too late and had waited too long to respond which made for an awkward silence.

He took a step towards her, and she felt her breath catch in her throat.

“You look stunning.”

She felt her face blush at the compliment.

“Thank you. So do you.”

She licked her lips and tried to appear less nervous than she felt.

“I’m glad you came. I wasn’t sure that you would after what happened last week.” He spoke softly and slowly stepped towards her as he talked.

She shook her head in response as she cleared her throat to respond.

“I told you. I would never avoid you. I just needed time to figure things out.”

“And did you?” He asked before she could say more.

She bit her lip nervously as she tried to find the right words to say but she still wasn’t sure how to explain her feelings and fears. She wasn’t totally sure what she wanted, and she knew that wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

He took another step which closed the space between them. He was inches away from her and smirking as he stared at her.

“I.. um...” She stumbled trying to find the words.

He was looking at her in a way that made her body heat up and her eyes kept glancing at his lips. She wanted so badly to taste him again and feel his body against hers.

She bit her lip again. She didn’t know what to say to him and her brain wasn’t functioning right now.

He leaned towards her and whispered in her ear.

“You think too damn much.”

His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke, and his hot breath tickled her skin. She felt her knees go weak and her panties were wet with desire. Before she could think about what to say or do, she grabbed onto his shoulders to steady herself.

He pulled back and was smirking at her again.

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She honestly didn’t want to have to deal with the awkward tension that was between them, that and she honestly knew she could get it done a lot faster without him in the way.

As she walked out of the empty house, she realized that her marriage really was over for good but more importantly she realized that it had been truly over for a really long time. She felt stupid for not seeing it and accepting it sooner.

She took the day off Monday to get moved into the new apartment that she had finally found with the help of Malfoy’s friend. The man knew what he was talking about and was able to help her find a great place within her price range.

The week was passing by just as noneventful and boring as the last when Friday finally rolled around, and she decided that she had had enough.

She didn’t need an excuse to go see him. They were friends now and friends talked to each other. She hadn’t seen him or heard from him in two damn weeks, enough was enough, she thought.

She packed away the rest of her files and extinguished the lights in her office before walking out of her office and heading towards his.

It only took her a few minutes to make the trip as usual. She stood outside of his office door, which had the name D. MALFOY painted in large black letters. She felt nervous at the thought of seeing him again after their last encounter, but she was determined to talk to him.

She took a deep breath to calm her nerves and then knocked twice on the door.

“Come in.” She heard his voice call out.

She opened the door and took a step into his office. He was busy rushing around collecting papers and files, he didn’t even look up to see who had entered the room.

Hermione stood there awkwardly watching him for a minute before finally clearing her throat to make her presence known.

“Ahem.”

He glanced up at her for a second but never stopped working.

“Granger.” He greeted her simply.

“Malfoy… I’ve obviously come at a bad time.” She replied.

He set a large stack of papers down on his desk with a loud thud. Then he plopped down in his chair and let out a loud sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. He was obviously frustrated and overwhelmed by whatever his caseload was.

“It’s fine. What can I help you with?” He said calmly as he looked at her.

She took another step into the room and closed the door behind her.

“I actually wanted to talk to you about some things, but you are obviously very busy, and I don’t want to distract from your work. I can come back some other time.” She blurted it all out nervously.

He raised an eyebrow at her and tried to hide the small grin creeping on his features.

“I’m still going to be at least another hour here, but I could meet you afterwards if you like.”

Hermione bit her lip nervously as she thought about his proposal.

“Uhh um.. That would be great.” She stuttered out.

She kicked herself mentally for acting like such a nervous little schoolgirl.

He nodded his head, “Okay, good. I’ll meet you down at the corner pub.”

She nodded back and smiled.

“Great. See you then.”

She almost tripped getting out of his office and cursed herself.

As soon as she closed the office door behind herself, she started to panic.

‘What am I doing? I am behaving like an imbecile, I’m so damn nervous around him now.’

She started walking away and then realized that she had an hour to rush home and get changed. Then she started to panic even more.

‘What am I going to wear?’

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Draco rushed through as much of his workload as possible. If he was being honest, he probably should have stayed a few more hours to get it all finished for the weekend, but he was exhausted already and really wanted to talk with Granger to find out where they stood with each other.

He had been trying his best to give her space to figure things out and do what she needed to do but he can’t give all the credit to being a good guy, he was super overworked the past couple weeks due to some crazy case in their department.

It was driving him nuts not seeing or speaking with her, especially after their last encounter but he had resisted for years, he could hold back if she needed him to… even if that ended up being forever. There was still a chance that all she wanted from him was friendship after all.

He finished up his last hour of work then headed out of the office. As he reached the front of the bar, he stopped to transfigure his clothes out of his ministry gear to something a little more suitable.

He ended up with a quick change into dark trousers with a black tee and black jacket. It wasn’t the nicest, but it was good in a rush, and it was more comfortable than the work robes.

Draco walked in and quickly found Granger sitting at a small table by one of the windows. He had to stop for a minute and take a breath. She looked stunning.

She was wearing a fitted white dress with a slit up the legs that went a little to high for comfort and her hair was left down with her curls brushing softly on her shoulders.

He walked over to the table and sat down in the chair across from her. He noticed as he sat that she already had an empty glass in front of her.

He motioned at it, “Started without me?” He asked with a smile.

She laughed nervously and smiled at him.

“I may have had a couple drinks while I waited.”

“A couple?” He asked surprised.

“I was nervous.” She bit her lip and glanced around the room.

She could feel butterflies swarm in her belly as she looked at him. Somehow it felt like his eyes were more beautiful than she had ever realized, and those eyes were staring at her.

She couldn’t help glancing looks down at his lips ever so often as they sat there. All she wanted to do was grab him out of that chair and kiss him silly.

‘Maybe the drinks were a mistake.’ She noted to herself.

She crossed her legs under the table and wiggled a bit to get comfortable, but she could feel the ache between her legs growing. She felt flushed and knew she needed to say something before she jumped him from across the table.

“I hope you don’t think I’ve been avoiding you. I know things have been a bit strange for us lately, but I would never purposefully avoid you.” She said and hoped he believed her.

He smiled back and nodded as he responded, “I figured you were busy. I wanted to give you space to think things out… Well, that and I’ve been swamped with work.”

“I noticed that you were pretty busy today when I stopped by. Has it been that way all week?” She asked and then licked her lips, wishing she had another drink to distract her hands with.

He frowned at her.

“Yea it’s been like that for a while now, but I didn’t come here to talk about work. I was hoping for a more personal topic.”

She was a little taken aback by his response and frowned back as she replied.

“Sorry. I didn’t realize this was a meeting for a specific topic. I was just trying to make conversation with you.”

He sighed loudly and brushed his hair back. He was so exhausted and not in the mood to play games. He knew he was probably being rude but he either wanted some answers or he wanted to go home to his bed.

“Look, Granger, I’m beyond exhausted. I only came out because I thought you knew what you wanted.”

This time she couldn’t hide the shocked expression from covering her face.

“What I wanted? What…”

Before she could finish the sentence, he cut her off by standing from the table.

“When you figure it out, let me know. Either way, I’m here for you. As for tonight, I’m off to bed before I do something to embarrass myself.”

All he wanted to do was grab her out of her seat and show her what she was missing. It took all his willpower not to reach out and run his fingers up her thighs which were exposed and looking silky smooth.

He turned and walked out of the building, leaving a very confused and shocked Hermione.

“What the hell just happened?” She asked loudly, not caring if anyone overheard her.

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Both Harry and Ginny had gigantic smiles on their faces and Hermione felt herself sink a bit as she realized what the announcement must be.

“We’re having a baby!” They both yelled in unison.

The room filled with cheers and congratulations for the couple. Hermione knew that they had started trying about a year ago but she honestly kind of forgot about it with how busy she had become. She realized with a tight feeling in her chest that she must be a terrible friend.

Hermione made her way to the happy couple through all their friends, and she gave them each a big hug and told them congratulations. Apparently, Ginny just reached the three-month mark which is why they decided to make the announcement.

They explained that she still had some random spouts of morning sickness which is why she has been canceling plans with friends. Last night with Harry made a lot more sense now.

Hermione managed to pull away from them and the group. She walked over to where Draco was still standing, and she pulled his shirt as she walked by.

“Let’s talk now.” She said as she passed him.

She really wasn’t looking forward to the talk which most likely was about last night, but she figured that she might as well get it out of the way. It’s been a really long day but at least she managed to get a lot accomplished with people.

She officially split from Ron, reconnected with Ginny, explained her situation to Harry and Ginny, and now she was about to have a complicated conversation with Malfoy.

She honestly felt like she needed a long nap after all the events of the day, but she took a deep breath and felt the determination to get this done. No reason to put it off.

She could feel Draco following her as she walked down the hall and entered the spare bedroom. It was a nice room which Ginny was determined she needed to have for overnight guests which they rarely had.

It was a bright open room with a large bed to the right and a cute vanity on the left. There was a large bookshelf against the far wall filled with books and decorative little trinkets. There wasn’t much in there, but it was enough. The bed had a thick duvet with a floral design on it.

When Hermione walked in and saw the bed, she got nervous and thought that maybe she made a mistake by bringing him into a bedroom to talk alone.

“You don’t seem happy about the news.” He said simply as he walked past her and sat on the edge of the bed.

He seemed completely at ease, and she was surprised to find herself a bit aggravated at how easy he always made everything look.

“I’m happy for them. It’s just... it’s complicated.”

She pulled at the hem of her dress and glanced around the room. She didn’t want to let her emotions take over. Not now.

“You can talk to me you know. If you wanted to. We are friends and I am here for you.”

She felt her chest tighten and her eyes burned as tears started threatening to fall. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She was trying to keep from having a breakdown, but the day had been so long and so emotional.

“It’s stupid.” She said.

She hated how her voice sounded weak and gave away her emotions.

“So, tell me anyway.” He replied.

She laughed softly at his response, and she felt her body relax a little. She didn’t know when it had happened or how, but she had become very comfortable around him and felt safe with him.

She sighed and then she took a few steps towards him and sat down on the bed beside him. She shook her head and then took a deep breath to gain some courage.

“I thought that I would have had children by now, or at least one. I tried to talk to Ron about it a lot in the first few years of our marriage, but he always insisted that he wasn’t ready.”

She smiled to herself.

“Really crazy, right? I mean he comes from a huge family.”

Her smile faded as she continued.

“After a while, I just let go of the idea and focused more on work. I guess I figured that when he was ready, he would let me know.”

She smiled again as she tried to keep herself from crying.

“Instead, he had an affair and ended our marriage. I guess I don’t have to wait for him to be ready anymore.”

She paused. She felt tears start to fall from her eyes.

Damn those traitorous tears.

“Now I have nothing. Not that I’m rushing to have children anytime soon, I just wanted to know that I could have some in the future.”

Draco instinctively placed a hand over hers and squeezed. He hated to see her in pain, and he wished he could find Weasley and break his face. How could anyone not want to have a life with this amazing woman?

“You don’t have nothing. You have a great career and amazing friends. I know it probably doesn’t seem like much right now, but you will get past this. I see a really bright future for you, Granger. One with kids, so don’t worry.”

She wiped her tears away and smiled at him.

“Thanks. I’m sure you’re right. It’s been a really emotional day for me, and I think it’s making me crazy.”

He laughed lightly at her. He pulled his hand away and stood up off the bed. He walked to the door and stopped to look back at her.

“Come on. Let’s spend some time with friends and then you can go get a good night’s rest.”

Hermione finished drying her face with her hands and stood up. She felt really dumb for getting so upset but she felt so much better after talking to Malfoy about it.

He managed to make her feel better. She felt herself regain control of her emotions and she smiled.

She started to walk past Malfoy but stopped suddenly.

“Wait, I almost forgot. You wanted to talk.”

She took a few steps back into the room and turned around to face him. He stepped back into the room and closed the door. He took a couple tentative steps towards her and stopped a few feet away.

She suddenly felt herself get very nervous. She felt a strange tingle in her belly and her legs started to feel numb.

“We don’t have to talk if you don’t want, I would understand after the day that you’ve had but I wanted to talk to you about last night.”

‘Crap.’ She thought. ‘I knew it.’

“We were really drunk and I’m not sure what…”

He was cut off by her sudden outburst.

“It’s okay.” She said quickly.

He gave her a weird look and when it looked like he was about to start speaking again she took a step towards him and continued to explain.

“I have to be honest. I don’t remember anything that happened after my fifth drink.”

She gave him an apologetic look.

“Oh.” He said and looked a bit disappointed for a second before smiling at her.

“I’m sorry. I don’t think we…” She trailed off and glanced down at the bed.

He realized what she was saying and quickly responded.

“No. Um... We didn’t do that. We were both pretty smashed and I didn’t want to take advantage.”

He took a step forward so their bodies were mere inches apart and he leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

“I would be more than happy to show you what you don’t remember.”

His hot breath hit her cheek and ear. She felt her face get hot and her legs felt weak. Her belly tingled and she felt like she might explode.

She didn’t understand how a simple little whisper could make her body respond like this, but she wasn’t about to question it.

He pulled away from her and started to walk towards the door.

Just as he started to pull the door open, she rushed towards him and pushed the door closed. She grabbed his shoulder to turn him around and before he could get a word out, she shoved him hard against the door and crushed his lips with hers.

It was a hungry passionate kiss that took him completely by surprise, but it only took a second for him to adjust and kiss her back.

She closed the distance between them and pressed herself firmly against his body. She could feel his already hard member pressing against her and she felt a shiver run up her spine in response.

Their tongues fought for dominance while they kissed each other rough and without restraint. Hermione felt her center warm, and her panties started to feel wet against her skin.

She was surprised at how turned on she was getting from a little bit of kissing.

Draco pulled away from her lips and started trailing slow kisses down her jawline and onto her neck. He made sure to suck and kiss on each spot until he finally reached her collarbone.

He nipped at her and then he pulled back to look at her.

Hermione felt herself blush slightly as they looked at each other with need and lust in their eyes. Draco gave her a quick and sweet kiss on the lips and then he said, “Let’s go celebrate with our friends.”

He grabbed her by the hand and led her out of the room. As they reached the end of the hallway and were about to enter the living room, he pulled a paper out of his pocket and handed to her.

“This is the contact information for the guy I told you about. Give him a call Monday and see what he says. I think he will be able to help you with the apartment search.”

She took the folded-up page and replied with a quiet “Thank you.”

She was so surprised by the turn of events and the loss of body contact that she wasn’t sure how to respond to him. She wished so badly that they could go back into that bedroom and finish what they started.

She knew it wasn’t sensible, but her hormones were screaming for sex. It had been so long since she had felt wanted or had been touched. She burned for more.

They walked into the living room where all their friends were still celebrating with Harry and Ginny over the big news. As they entered the room, Hermione felt herself let go of his hand and slowly walk away from him.

She needed to put some distance between their bodies.

She walked over to her purse and slid the paper inside for later. She turned around and saw that Malfoy had resumed his position across the room where he stood like a gorgeous model on display.

As she was starting to stare at him, his eyes turned towards her and their eyes met. She felt the instinct to look away but instead, she kept honey brown eyes locked onto his stormy grey ones.

She felt her belly tingle again and her knickers felt wetter between her legs. She rubbed her thighs together to get some friction and she watched as he smirked back in response to her movement.

She bit her lip as they continued to keep eye contact but suddenly, she was interrupted in her thoughts as Ginny popped up in front of her. Hermione pulled her eyes away from Malfoy and looked at Ginny as she smiled brightly in front of her.

Ginny was beaming. She grabbed Hermione by the hand and pulled her once again to the kitchen. Ginny was practically bouncing as she led her into the room.

“So, what happened?” Ginny asked.

“What do you mean?” Hermione asked confused.

Ginny tilted her head and rolled her eyes.

“You know what I’m talking about. You and Malfoy, what happened? I saw you both go into the spare bedroom.” Ginny smirked a little as she finished the sentence.

Hermione blushed as she thought about the little make-out session that she had just had with Malfoy.

“Oh... We talked. It’s been a long emotional day for me. He listened and cheered me up.”

Ginny pursed her lips and looked at her annoyed.

“That’s it? You guys talked?” she let out a sigh of disappointment.

Hermione chuckled slightly at her friend’s reaction.

“Ginny! I am still technically married… to your brother by the way.”

Ginny rolled her eyes.

“My brother is a twat, and you are getting divorced. Not to mention the fact that you haven’t had sex in ages. I wouldn’t blame you at all for wanting some release for all that aggravation. Especially with Malfoy. He is kinda sexy in his own Malfoy kind of way.”

They both laughed and Hermione’s blush burned brighter making her face feel hot.

She sighed and decided to confide in her best friend.

“Okay… We did kiss a little bit.”

“What!” Ginny squealed before Hermione could say anymore.

“Shhh.” Hermione tried to quiet her friend. She didn’t want anyone to overhear their conversation.

“Sorry.” Ginny whispered back.

She took a step closer to Hermione and using a much quieter voice, she asked, “So how was the kiss? What kind of kiss was it? Quick and friendly or slow and passionate?”

Hermione bit her lip and smiled as she replied, “It was… I dunno… It was everything.”

She let out a long happy sigh at the thought of their kiss.

“I don’t know how to describe it. When we kissed, it was like everything in the world just dropped away and it was just us. I’ve never felt anything like it.”

Ginny squealed again and was practically jumping up and down.

Hermione shushed her friend again and they both laughed.

“Eek! I knew it! So do you want to do it again?” Ginny asked as she nudged Hermione playfully on the arm.

Hermione took and deep breath and let it out in one quick breath.

“Of course, but… it’s complicated. I’m still technically married, and we work together. It all makes it kind of messy.”

Ginny frowned.

“Ron is moving in with his girlfriend. I don’t think you have to worry about being married as an excuse anymore. The other stuff, you just need to figure out and see if this is something you want for yourself.”

Hermione shrugged and started to get lost in thought about everything when Ginny pulled her arm again, snapping her out of her reverie.

“Come on. Let’s get back. You have all the time in the world to overthink everything later.”

Hermione smiled at her and followed her out of the kitchen and back into the room filled with friends and laughter. She had yet to spend any time with anyone there, so she made sure to join the group and converse with everyone before calling it a night a few hours later.

That night, her dreams were filled with intimate touches and passionate kisses by a certain blonde. She tossed and turned as her dreams took her further with him than she had earlier that evening. The next morning, she was covered in sweat and her panties were drenched in juices from being so turned on that she felt like a teenager again.

He and Lavendar had been talking about moving in together for some time so he decided that he would give that a try. Hermione on the other hand would have to find a new place for herself. The place they were sharing was too much for her to afford on her own and she didn’t want to keep the home they had lived in together anyway.

She spent the day out trying to find a reasonable apartment for herself and so far, wasn’t having any luck.

Frustrated and seriously stressed out, she decided to visit Diagon Alley and have a drink at the Leaky Cauldron. She had just sat down at a small table in the corner with her drink when she noticed a familiar blonde headed in her direction.

“Oh, shit.” She said to herself as she smiled at him.

She had no idea what to say to him and was hoping for more time before inevitably seeing him at work Monday morning.

He finally reached her table and she noticed that he looked a bit on edge and nervous. She couldn’t recall the last time she had seen him look anything but confident.

“Granger. Fancy meeting you here.” He said to her in a weird voice.

He cleared his throat and motioned at the chair across from her, “Mind if I join?”

She waved across the table, “Of course. Sorry, have a seat.”

She was so surprised by his presence that she had completely forgotten her manners.

He sat down in the chair across from her and they both looked at each other without knowing what to say. The awkward silence hung in the air until she couldn’t take it anymore.

“Look, I..” She blurted out but was cut off by him blurting something at the same time.

They both smiled.

“Sorry. You go first.” She said before he could get another word out.

He cleared his throat uncomfortably and took a sip of his drink. He started to say something but hesitated.

‘Damn it. He’s going to ask about last night.’ She thought to herself and felt her stomach flutter in nervousness.

He took another sip of his drink and as he set it back on the table he started to speak finally.

“Were you planning to go to the Potter’s tonight for their ‘friends’ night’? He said the last bit sarcastically.

He swallowed hard as he finished the question. He couldn’t believe how nervous he was. He never felt this way and it was embarrassing to say the least.

He was already starting to regret their drunken exchange. He liked the relationship that they had. They were good friends and things were going well between them. He hated the thought that he might have messed it all up by letting things go too far.

He was snapped out of his thoughts as she responded.

“Oh crap. I completely forgot. That’s tonight?”

She glanced down at her muggle watch and was clearly aggravated at the time. She ran her hands through her hair and took a deep breath.

She was definitely not in the mood for friends’ night. Not today but she knew that she didn’t have much choice. She hadn’t seen Ginny in way too long and she knew that she needed to talk to her and Harry about her upcoming divorce.

‘Damn it.’ She thought again.

“Yes, I will be going.” She sighed loudly and nodded her head.

Draco snickered at her response.

“Don’t get too excited now.” He said playfully.

She couldn’t help but grin back at him.

“I’m sorry. It’s just been a really stressful day and I have to be at their house in a couple hours. It’s the last thing I feel like doing right now but I need to see them.”

Draco’s brow furrowed in question.

‘I hope she’s not stressed about last night.’ He thought quickly to himself.

Hermione, saw the question in his eyes so she decided to elaborate.

“Ron and I are officially separated, and we are getting divorced.” She said slowly.

She felt her heart clench and she had to stop. She felt like her life was falling apart.

“I’m so sorry, Granger. If there’s anything I can do or some way that I can help, just let me know.”

He sounded so sincere. He really had become a good friend.

“Thank you but unless you can help me get into a decent yet affordable apartment…” She trailed off.

She took a sip of her drink. She felt lost.

“Actually... I do have a connection that I could get you in contact with. He was really helpful when I was searching, and he got me a great price.”

He shrugged; he wasn’t sure if she would accept the help. She could be very proud sometimes.

Her face lit up and she smiled. “Seriously! That would be amazing! Thank you!”

She was so relieved and excited to have the help. She couldn’t bare the thought of more apartment hunting and failing.

Draco was surprised as her response and her enthusiasm at such a little thing.

“Not a problem.” He responded. “I can bring his contact information this evening.”

‘Shit.’ She thought and she quickly stood from the table.

“I almost forgot… again. I need to head home and get ready, but I will see you there. Thank you again.” She quickly grabbed her purse and threw money down on the table before walking out.

Draco sat there a bit dazed by the quick exit but happy that he would be able to help her in some little way with her problems. He went to add his payment to hers but realized that she had put enough to pay for both of their drinks.

“Sneaky witch.” He said, then he stood from the table and walked out.

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Later that evening, Hermione found herself hesitating at the door of Harry and Ginny’s house. They had a nice little starter home not far from the Ministry building. It was nice and cozy, nothing too big or extravagant but it worked nicely for them and their needs.

She finally gathered enough courage to face the evening and her friends and was about to knock when she was interrupted by a familiar voice.

“You want me.” He said in a low voice as he walked up next to her.

“Excuse me.” She squeaked back quietly in surprise.

She felt her belly flip in excitement at his words and gruff voice.

“You want me to knock?” He said back with a smirk as he pointed to the door.

She felt like an idiot, and she felt her cheeks blush bright red.

“Oh.” She laughed and took a step back from the door to give him access. “Go ahead.”

Draco knocked a few times and it only took a few seconds for Ginny to answer the door. She opened the door with a big smile on her face and stepped out of the way so they could enter.

“Come on in you two.” She said happily.

Draco took a step back and motioned for Hermione to enter.

“Ladies first.” He said.

Hermione laughed softly and slowly walked past him. She walked into the building and made her way into the living room where her other friends were already sitting and talking. Draco entered behind her, but he walked past her and stopped to stand across the room.

Ginny closed the door and walked over to Hermione. She pulled Hermione into the kitchen and gave her a big hug.

“I’ve missed you. It’s been way to long since the last time we saw each other.”

Hermione hugged her back and was suddenly happy that she forced herself to show up for the friends’ night. She was feeling less stressed with everything now that Draco had offered some help and she felt her heart lift while hugging Ginny. This was just what she needed… quality time with good friends.

Before she could say anything back, Ginny pulled back and grabbed Hermione by her shoulders. She looked her in the face and gave her a questioning look.

“What?” Hermione spoke slowly. She never knew what would come out of Ginny’s mouth. She was a great friend, but she very rarely used a filter when speaking to people. Whatever was on her mind usually came blurting out of her mouth.

It was a fun quality but when she gave weird looks like the one she had right now, it was usually something crazy that would pop out.

“Did you and Malfoy come here together? Ginny’s questioning eyes felt like they were burning holes into her soul.

Hermione pushed Ginny’s hands off her shoulders playfully and laughed.

“What? No.” She continued laughing.

Ginny relaxed a bit but still wasn’t sure what to believe.

“Don’t laugh. It looked like maybe you two were together. I mean he was definitely checking you out in that dress and I know that you and my stupid brother have been having issues.”

She stopped laughing abruptly being pulled back to reality and the crap mess that was her life.

She sighed loudly before responding to Ginny and her unfiltered crazy talk.

“Ginny. Seriously. We did not come together. We are just friends, and he most certainly was not checking me out.”

Ginny laughed this time and took a step closer to Hermione.

She leaned close and whispered in her ear.

“He was devouring you with his eyes.” She leaned back and continued in her normal voice. “Trust me.”

Hermione felt her belly flutter. She swallowed nervously.

“Well, it doesn’t matter either way and I really need to talk to you and Harry about something important. There has been a lot going on and I need to talk to you both about it.”

Ginny sensed the seriousness in her tone, and she dropped all playfulness.

“I’ll get Harry.” Ginny walked out of the room without hesitation and left Hermione standing alone in the kitchen feeling really nervous.

She had no idea how they were going to take the news of her and Ron’s separation. She hoped it wouldn’t be too upsetting for them, but she knew that she wanted to let them know personally before they heard from another source.

She had wanted Ron to be there with her so they could tell them together, but he sent a letter back explaining that he had already promised to spend the evening with Lavendar. He apologized and said that he could do it another time but that he was fine with whatever she decided to do.

She was a little peeved about his response, but she figured that he didn’t really owe her anything anymore since there were no longer together. It felt strange to think of herself as being single again. She thought that she had her life figured out.

She had a great career which could be a little demanding of her time, but she loved it anyway. She had a home and a husband. She thought that she had managed to accomplish most of life’s big occasions but apparently, she had faltered somewhere and now she was paying the price for it.

‘At least I still have my career.’ She thought as she tried to calm the storm of emotions deep inside her chest.

“Can we talk?” A voice interrupted her downward spiral of thoughts.

She spun around and met the gaze of Malfoy who was standing at the entrance of the kitchen.

She took a deep breath to calm herself and smiled at him.

“Of course. I’m about to have a difficult conversation with Ginny and Harry but I can find you after.” She spoke softly and hoped he couldn’t hear how nervous she was.

He looked disappointed but accepted her answer.

“Okay, talk soon.” He said gently and turned away to walk out of the room.

As he walked out, Harry and Ginny walked in.

Ginny eyed him suspiciously as she walked past but didn’t say a word. For once, she filtered her thoughts and kept them to herself.

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“I knew it! I knew my stupid brother would fuck it up somehow!” Ginny said way to loudly when Hermione finished explaining everything that had happened between her and Ron.

“It’s not all his fault. Our marriage hasn’t been working for a long time.” Hermione tried to hold herself together, but she felt a few tears fall from her eyes.

She wiped them away quickly, but she knew that they saw. She grinned at them and took a deep breath to clear her head.

“It’s fine. I’m fine. I hate that things didn’t work out but I hope that Ron finds happiness. We will try to be friends and I hope that we can all still get along and do things together.”

She cleared her throat as she finished the long sentence.

Ginny reached across the table and grabbed one of Hermione’s hands into her own.

“It’s okay, Hermione. We are here for you no matter what.”

“That’s right.” Harry chimed in.

Hermione smiled at them.

“I don’t want to ruin your friend’s night. I just wanted to let you both know what was happening. Let’s all go back to the party, and we can talk more later if you want. I just want to relax and try to enjoy the evening.”

They all stood up from the table and started to walk out of the kitchen when Ginny stopped and turned to Hermione. She smiled in that way that made Hermione nervous. She clearly just had some kind of bad idea.

Ginny told Harry to go ahead, and she would meet him in the other room with their friends.

“It makes more sense now.” Ginny said.

“What does?” Hermione asked slowly and knew she would regret asking.

“Why Malfoy was so interested. He knows about you and Ron, right?”

Hermione furrowed her brow in question and was nervous to answer her.

“Yes, he knows. We ran into each other today and we talked about it.”

Ginny pulled her closer.

“He knows that your single now and he’s interested.”

Hermione laughed.

“Right. Malfoy interested in me. I don’t think so. Besides, I literally just got out of a relationship. I don’t think now is the time to start something new.”

She shook her head in disbelief. ‘Ginny and her wild ideas.’ She thought sarcastically.

Ginny stopped smiling and looked more serious. She took a step closer to Hermione and put her hands on her shoulders. She looked her in the eyes and spoke softly.

“Hermione. I am sorry that things didn’t work out between you and my clearly mentally ill brother. To be honest… I was surprised you two lasted this long.”

Ginny paused as she saw Hermione’s surprise at her statement.

“Come on Hermione, you two are completely different and you fight all the time. Even before you started dating. You should take this as a good thing and find someone that you are compatible with. Someone that excites you and challenges you.”

She paused and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

“Who knows… maybe that person is Malfoy.”

She leaned back and smiled again.

“Ginny… I don’t know.” Hermione replied.

Ginny sighed loudly and let her hands fall from her friend's shoulder.

“How long has it been?” Ginny asked.

“How long since what?” Hermione responded in confusion.

Ginny looked at her like she was dumb.

“Seriously? Don’t play dumb. How long has it been since you last had sex?”

“Ginny!” Hermione almost shouted at her friend.

They both laughed and smiled at each other.

They both settled after a minute and Hermione looked at her friend seriously. Then she bit her lip. She felt comfortable talking to Ginny about these things, but she knew that her response to her answer was going to be loud.

“We’ve only had sex twice in a year and the last time was about 6 months ago.”

She looked at her friend nervously as she knew what was coming.

“What!” Ginny yelled way to loud.

She cleared her throat and tried to compose herself.

“What!” She said in a lower voice.

Hermione shifted anxiously and felt her face flush red.

“Look, I don’t have a lot of spare time with work, especially lately with all the extra case load. Plus, we have been fighting all the time and then I just kind of forgot about it…”

She was cut off by Ginny almost shouting at her again.

“Forgot! How do you just forget to have sex?” She asked as she looked at her like she had lost her mind.

“I was busy okay. Then there was this distance between us, and I knew that things weren’t working. I guess that’s when he started having an affair. We both stopped trying.”

Ginny gasped loudly and her mouth was open wide in shock.

“I don’t know how you did it. I can’t go longer than a week before I’m attacking Harry. How are you not ready to explode? You have got to be crazy horny right?”

Hermione laughed then pulled Ginny closer as she responded.

“You have no idea.”

They both paused when they heard a loud crash just outside the room they were in. They looked at each other and shrugged.

Ginny smacked her playfully on the arm.

“Well, what the hell are you doing then. My brother has clearly moved on, you should to. If you aren’t ready for another relationship, that’s fine but you can still find somebody to help you with your needs. Damn! Go find Malfoy and fuck his brains out.”

“Ginny!” Hermione yelled at her friend.

“Oh, come on Hermione. He is into you, I know it. Plus, he is seriously attractive. If I wasn’t married, I would probably try to get in on that action.”

“Oh my… Ginny.” Hermione laughed.

She shook her head and they laughed as Ginny turned around and pulled Hermione with her to the living room where all their friends were still talking and laughing with each other.

“Why do you say that?” He responded.

Hermione shrugged and sighed. “We don’t have our wands this time. If there’s any danger, we are going to have to deal with it like muggles.”

“I noticed that too. I guess they didn’t want us to have an advantage this time.”

He squeezed her hand to try and reassure her that they would be okay.

She squeezed back but she couldn’t help the shiver that ran up her spine.

“What if that’s not the only change? Everything could be different.” Her eyes burned as she held back tears. She didn’t want to cry in front of him.

Draco wrapped his arms around her to warm her and comfort her. He rubbed a hand across her back and placed a small quick kiss on her cheek.

“Whatever it is. We will be okay because we have each other. That is all that matters.” He whispered to her.

As soon as he got the thought out, the world shifted.

It felt like the ground beneath them began to spin and disappear. There was a blinding white light and suddenly they felt each other being ripped out of each other’s arms. They scrambled to hold on, but the force was stronger than they were, especially with them being so surprised at the new turn of events.

“No! Draco!” Hermione screamed as her hand started to pull away from his grip.

“Hermione!! I… can’t… hold… on…” He was holding to her with everything he had but she was still slipping away.

Their hands finally pulled apart and they both went flying in opposite directions. The light was still blinding, and they lost sight of each other. Then just as suddenly as the light had appeared, it disappeared again.

Everything stopped spinning and got darker. Then they both felt themselves land hard in cold water. The light faded completely, and they were left in a dark open abyss of water and nothing in sight.

Hermione was shocked by the cold water and sudden darkness. She could hear waves and smell the salty ocean. She could see a small amount of light reflecting off the water from the half moon hanging high in the sky.

She felt around in the water but all she felt was the dark cold ocean. She couldn’t see or hear Draco anywhere. The thought of being completely alone and stranded in the ocean made her swell up with fear and panic. She could feel herself losing control of her emotions and her body started shivering from the cold.

“Draco!” She yelled as loud as she could.

He had to be there somewhere. They were both in this together. That’s what he had said, and she hoped beyond hope that he was right.

She started screaming again, “Draco! Where are you?!”

She heard water splash off to her left and sobbed despite herself in fear. She was absolutely petrified. In the darkness, she couldn’t see anything, but she heard the water move again.

She wanted Draco there with her so badly but now she was too afraid to yell out again. She didn’t want to catch the attention of whatever was moving around out there.

“Hermione!” she suddenly jolted in the water.

She felt strong hands grab her arm and pull her back. Draco had found her somehow and she could barely see him in the dim light, but she thought he looked scared too.

“Draco.” She cried.

She got as close to him as she could while keeping her head above water. They were both treading water and shivering in the cold. Things went from comfortable and warm to an icy bath from hell in about five minutes. Draco wished so badly that they were back in that warm tent but no matter how much he wished for it, they were trapped there and needed to figure something out quick.

“Hermione. I am so sorry. I tried to hold on. I thought I lost you…”

She could have sworn that she heard him crying but she couldn’t be sure. Their bodies were shaking, and their teeth were chattering. As her eyes adjusted a bit, she thought she could see land not too far from where they were. She could hear waves that sounded like they were hitting shore. She hoped and prayed that she was right because if they swam the wrong way and didn’t get out of this cold water soon… they wouldn’t make it.

“SShhh.” She shushed him gently as she tried to stop crying and ignore her fears.

“It’s not… your fault…” She tried to speak through her chattering teeth.

She pulled gently on his arm and started swimming towards land or what she hoped was land.

“Come on… we have… to get… out of… this water… now.”

He swam up beside her and they swam together in the direction she pulled him in. They swam as calmly as they could to avoid attracting any underwater attentions, but they also swam with determination. The strength it took to swim so far seemed to be keeping them from totally surrendering to the cold, but Hermione could still feel her body shaking violently and her limbs were numb.

It took them a while, but they finally reached the shore. They couldn’t see much and wherever they were didn’t seem to have any inhabitants. All they could see were trees and rocks.

They got themselves out of the water and hugged each other tight. Without speaking, Hermione grabbed his arm and started to walk down the beach.

“Where… are you… going?” He asked through blue shivering lips.

She tripped a couple times, her legs were completely numb, but kept a tight grip on his arm. She seemed very focused and took a minute before she responded.

“We… have to… find shelter… there should… be a cave… or something.”

She was wishing so badly for a wand to use. It would be so easy to fix their situation with a couple quick spells. They would be warmed up and protected but unfortunately, the world had better ideas.

Hermione tripped a couple more times and almost fell. Draco stopped her and pulled her tight against his body.

“Draco… we can’t… stop.” She shivered against him.

He nodded his head. Then he swooped her up into his arms and started walking inland. He never said a word, but she could see the determined look in his eyes.

After they got a few feet in, she was able to make out the shape of a dark cave. Somehow, he saw it when she hadn’t thankfully. Now they just needed to get inside and get warmed up.

Draco kept a brisk pace even though she could feel his legs start to give out a couple times. Their bodies were weak and numb from the cold and it was making them both very clumsy but eventually he reached the opening to the cave and slowly stepped inside.

The moonlight was barely shining inside but it was enough for them to see that it was a very small cave that only went about 20 feet deep. He carried her inside and gently set her down on the ground.

“I’ll… be right… back.” He spoke softly.

Then he turned around and walked out of the cave, but she could hear him moving around outside. She knew he was still close.

The inside of the cave felt considerably warmer than outside in the wind, but she could still feel herself shivering. She started to pull her clothes off. She knew that the best way to warm up was to remove the wet freezing clothes.

Draco was only gone for a few minutes and when he came back, he had managed to pull a bunch of branches and leaves against the opening of the cave to block it off. It was a smart move which would keep the cold air out and trap any warm air in with them.

He walked to the back of the cave where Hermione was waiting for him. She was fully naked, and she had pulled as many leaves as she could onto herself to make a sort of makeshift blanket, but it wasn’t working all that well.

“Take your… clothes off.” She told him.

Shivering and exhausted, he did what she told him without hesitation. He started pulling his cold wet clothes off and set them next to hers. He then slowly laid down next to her on the leaf pile and pulled her against his body.

For the first time, they were naked and not thinking about sex. They both knew that they needed to try and warm each other up with whatever body heat they could muster. They held each other close and covered their bodies with all the leaves they could find… not that it helped all that much.

Draco had his arms wrapped around her body and they were pressed as close together as two people could possibly be. Draco could feel his body warming a little. He had worked to gather the branches to cover the entrance which had started to warm him and then the cave was considerably warmer than he expected it to be by now.

Hermione however didn’t seem to be warming up as quickly as he was. She was still shivering, and she tried to nuzzle her face into the crook of his neck to warm her nose and mouth.

“I feel like I’m dying.” She whispered.

“I’m so cold.”

Draco tried to pull her tighter against him if that was possible.

“Don’t say that. You’re going to be fine, and we will get out of her together.” He whispered back to her.

‘Who knew I would end up being the positive one.’ He thought.

He pulled her hands up to his mouth and started blowing hot air on them. He also pulled all the leaves off his body and put them on her. He covered as much of her as he could with his own body to give her as much of his body heat as he could.

What they really needed right now was a fire but without wands, that could prove a very difficult task. He had no idea how to make one from scratch and she was in no position to be trying even if she knew how to.

He wished in that moment that their roles were reversed and that he was the one who needed her help and not the other way around. He hated to be in that kind of position, but he would trade places with her in a heartbeat.

“Hermione, do you know how to start a fire without wands?” He figured it couldn’t hurt to ask.

She nodded her head against him and started to speak softly. She was barely shivering now, and she thankfully seemed to be warming up, but he knew that a fire would be the most helpful thing for both of them right now.

He listened closely and took in everything she was saying so she wouldn’t have to repeat any of it. Apparently, she did know how or at least in theory.

Thankfully, all the supplies they needed were right there in the cave with them. He slowly pulled away from her and covered her as much as he could with the leaves. Then, he started to gather some twigs and leaves from around the cave.

He made a pile of dry leaves and twigs and it basically looked like a small bird’s nest. He was currently hitting two rocks together to create a spark and thankfully it only took a few tries. A small spark hit the nest and he carefully picked it up and started to gently blow on the small burning area. As he did this, the whole nest started to light up and he quickly but carefully set it back down. He grabbed more leaves and twigs and added them to the flame.

It was actually working; he couldn’t believe it. He broke some pieces of the branches and set them in the fire. It was growing now but he didn’t want it to go out too soon. He made sure he had enough twigs and branches nearby to add more as needed.

The fire wasn’t huge, but it was enough. He helped Hermione move next to it and he got behind her to wrap his arms around her body to help warm her up. She held her hands to the fire to warm them and she felt her body relaxing as she felt less and less cold and more relaxed.

“Good job.” She whispered to him with a small smile.

She was so exhausted now that she could hardly keep her eyes open. Draco kissed her neck and smiled against her. He felt so relieved to feel her body relax, and the shivering stopped completely.

Her lips were back to a pretty pink and she looked relieved to not be shaking anymore. As much as he hated to let her go for even a second, he got up and walked to the entrance of the cave. He moved some of the large branches out of the way and made sure there was enough space to let the smoke from the fire escape. It would be dumb to finally get warm but die from smoke inhalation.

He hurried back to Hermione, and he added a few more small twigs and branches to the fire to keep it going. Then, he sat down and pulled her over to lay on the ground next to him.

They made it. He couldn’t believe that they actually managed to make it through this mess. Finding the cave was pure luck. Thankfully, they were both very smart and had a somewhat clear understanding of basic survival.

‘How the hell do muggles survive anything without magic?’ He thought to himself.

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They slept as much as they could during the night and thankfully the fire kept burning which kept them reasonably warm overall. They laid their clothes out next to the fire before falling asleep in hopes of them drying overnight. The ground was hard, and they didn’t have any of the normal comforts of a bed, like a pillow or blanket. It made for a very restless night.

Draco was awoken by bright sunlight shining through the opening of the cave and hitting him in the face. His entire body ached but otherwise he felt fine and happy to be alive.

He slowly sat up and added a few more twigs to the fire to keep it from burning out completely. He shifted their clothes around so the damper areas were closer to the fire. Thankfully, they were mostly dry and almost ready for them to put back on.

Draco looked down at Hermione sleeping peacefully next to him and he couldn’t help but smile. He could feel his heart beating faster and butterflies swarmed in his belly. He knew that he loved her more than anything.

“You’re staring.” She said softly, startling him slightly from his thoughts.

A small grin spread on her lips.

“Can you blame me?” He responded.

He smirked down at her, and he gently brushed her hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. He softly rubbed her ear and slowly moved his hand down to her cheek. Then, he slowly leaned down and kissed her.

It was soft and quick but filled with feeling. Hermione felt surprised at his loving gestures as she kissed him back.

He sat up and let her go. He went to get up, but she grabbed his arm and pulled him back down. She pulled him down next to her on the ground and they laid facing each other. They were looking in each other’s eyes, sparkling brown meeting stormy gray.

She leaned closer and started kissing him. She moved her body closer until they were pressed tight against each other.

He pulled back a little.

“I wasn’t trying to start anything with that kiss but I’m not complaining.”

She smiled at him and almost giggled out loud at him.

“I know. Now come here.” She whispered back.

Then, she pulled him back into a passionate kiss. They were slowly moving their hands over each other’s bodies and rubbing all the right places. Everything in the world felt right. They were together and in each other’s arms.

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A/N: Sorry it's been so long between chapters. These medical issues and new meds are hitting me a lot harder than anticipated.

She took a couple of deep breaths to steady her feelings and wiped the rest of her tears away. She pulled away from him and glanced around the tent. She couldn’t believe they were cursed again.

“Are you even really here? This is probably all in my head and I’m actually all alone here…” She broke off and had to stop herself from crying again.

He grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly.

“You aren’t alone. I am here with you.” He whispered to her.

He pulled her into a hug and continued.

“I was with you last time too. We were in a train crash and then we made it to Hogwarts and eventually we beat Voldemort and saved everyone. During all that time, we fell in love and I know in my heart that we were together. We had to be. Tell me that you were there with me and that it wasn’t all in my head…”

She pulled back and was shocked at what he was saying.

They had been together after all.

“I thought I imagined all of it. I thought you experienced something different and I was too afraid to ask you about it. I didn’t want it all to be fake.”

They hugged again and he kissed the top of her head.

“I tried to give you space. I didn’t know what to think but I couldn’t take seeing you every day and not being with you. That’s why I finally asked you to meet me. I needed to know the truth.”

He smiled at her. Then he sighed and looked around.

“I guess I know now…”

Hermione bit her lip and took a step towards him.

“So everything was real… we were together.”

She nodded her head as she spoke and then walked up to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Their bodies were pressed against each other and they kissed like they needed it more than anything. It was desperate and heated. They let their tongues search for dominance as they held each other tighter and started letting their hands roam over their bodies.

She broke the kiss and whispered, “I don’t know if we were really together or if we are together now but I don’t care anymore. I need you. I am tired of seeing you and not having you.”

She kissed his neck and put her arms back around his shoulders to steady herself. Draco slowly moved his hands down her back and when he reached her bottom, he grabbed her firmly and lifted her off the ground. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his hips and she could feel his hard member pressed against her center.

“I need you now.” She whispered breathlessly in his ear.

He walked over to the bed and he sat down with her on his lap. They started kissing heatedly and she started to grind her hips against him. He reached his hands up off her bottom and started unzipping her jacket.

She broke away from him and stood up. She quickly pulled her jacket off and started undressing. Now that she had him, she wasn’t wasting any time.

As she quickly pulled her clothes off, Draco smirked to himself and started pulling his clothes off and tossing them across the room.

When they were both finally naked, she didn’t hesitate, she climbed back on top of him and started kissing him again. She pushed him onto his back and she placed her hands on his chest to hold herself up. He watched her as she reached between them and grabbed his hard length and lined it up with herself.

She slowly lowered herself onto him and she moaned softly as she moved. She started moving slowly up and down, pushing him in and out of her core harder and harder with each thrust.

She kept a steady pace as she rode him, she didn’t want to go too fast. She wanted to make this last and wanted to soak up every moment of it.

Draco had other thoughts. He couldn’t stand the slower pace and decided to take charge. He pulled her down on top of his chest and grabbed her hips. Then he started raising his hips and slammed into her harder and faster.

Hermione was shocked at first but quickly adjusted and relaxed as he pumped into her. She started moaning loudly and could feel herself getting close to finishing. Draco must have sensed this because before she knew it, he flipped them over and was on top of her.

He started kissing and biting her neck as he continued to thrust in and out of her. He couldn’t believe how tight and wet she felt around him and he couldn’t believe that he had managed to go two whole months without having her.

Hermione pulled her legs up higher above his hips which gave him deeper access and she started digging her nails into his back. She was practically screaming now and she couldn’t hold on any longer. He was hitting deep inside of her and she felt her body tense and spasm as she climaxed.

“Draco!” She moaned out loudly, making him melt.

He felt her walls squeeze tightly around his cock, then he slowly slammed into her a few more times and he groaned into her ear as he spilled inside of her.

They were both breathing heavily as they came down from their climax. Draco softly kissed her and gently bit her bottom lip as he pulled away.

“Ouch.” She said softly in response to him biting her sore lip.

He pulled out of her and laid down next to her on the bed then he looked over at her and her slightly swollen lip.

“What happened there?” He asked quietly and tapped her lips with his finger.

Her face and chest blushed bright red as she thought back on what happened.

She hesitated. “Um well…”

She paused a second as she sat up and turned to look down at him lying naked next to her. He looked more delicious than she remembered and she made sure to take a mental picture for future use.

She blushed even more at the thought of him. He sat up next to her.

“Okay, I have to know now. You are blushing so much right now.” He chuckled lightly.

She leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “You happened.”

His brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”

She smiled shyly as she replied.

“I was nervous about our meeting so I decided to relax in a hot bath in the prefects bathroom…”

She paused, not really sure if she should continue the story.

“Okay.” He responded, not understanding yet what she was saying.

She cleared her throat and shook off the nerves, then she continued.

“Well, while I was in the bath… I started to think of you and … I sort of…”

She motioned to herself and his face lit up with the realization of what she was saying. Before he could say anything, she continued talking quickly.

“I got a little over-excited and bit my lip a bit too hard but the thoughts I had of you were really hot and…”

Before she could continue he cut her off by kissing her. She melted and relaxed against him.

He slowly pulled away and smirked at her.

“Wish I could’ve been there. Sounds like a good time.”

She pushed him as he laughed and she smiled at him. Then she pulled him close and whispered in his ear again.

“Oh, believe me, you were there.”

They both smiled at each other.

A/N: Okay, I know it wasn't much but at least there is finally a new chapter released, right? Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed and there will be new chapters for both stories really soon.

She ran her hands over her body and was happy to feel her bra and panties still on under the big shirt. She breathed a sigh of relief and then looked back over to Draco. She slowly moved her hand over to his face and gently brushed some loose hairs from his forehead.

She wasn’t sure why she did it except that it was an impulse at the moment. She slowly moved her hand back and sat in silence for a minute. Her head was hurting, and her stomach was starting to twist in a nasty way.

She scanned the darkness for her dress, but she couldn’t see it anywhere. She noticed the trash can next to the bed, but she wasn’t about to be sick in front of him.

She slowly stood up and took a couple of wobbly steps away from the bed. Her stomach jolted and she knew she had to go before things got embarrassing.

She quickly apparated to her house with a pop and she almost fell when she arrived. She didn’t have time to see if anybody else was home or not as she plopped down in front of the toilet and started to get sick.

‘Thank you, Mojitos.’ She thought sarcastically.

She couldn’t remember how many drinks she actually had that night but obviously, it was way too many. She was mentally kicking herself as she continued to throw up.

After what felt like an hour of getting sick in the toilet she finally stopped and sat back to take some deep breaths. She felt like hell, but she knew that she needed a shower to clean up and get rid of any mess that may have gotten on her.

She brushed her teeth twice and then she summoned clean pajamas and started the shower. She pulled off the shirt and it was miraculously still clean and still smelled like Draco. She grinned as she inhaled the scent.

She set the shirt to the side and finished removing her undergarments. She slowly stepped into the shower and under the steaming hot water. The water was almost too hot to stay under, but it felt good in a way. Like it was burning away all the dumb decisions she made that night or at least burning away the alcohol that was lingering.

When she finally finished washing up, she stepped out of the shower and started to dry off. She wrapped a big cozy towel around her body, and she took a big deep breath to clear her head. She felt so much better already.

She heard a light knock on the door, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. She quickly tossed her pajamas on top of Draco’s shirt and made sure her towel was secure.

“Yes?” She asked, trying to sound normal.

The door opened a little and Ron stuck his head in to look at her.

“Are you okay?” He asked softly.

Hermione looked at him questioningly.

He stepped in a little more and continued, “I heard you get sick. I didn’t think you would want me to come in, so I waited.”

She nodded in understanding and made an oh shape with her mouth as understanding hit her.

“Oh. I’m okay. Just a bit too much to drink.” She replied.

Ron nodded back.

“I’m on the couch if you want the bed. I didn’t bring Lavender here and that won’t happen again. I am sorry for how things came out about us. I never wanted you to find out like that.”

He was looking at her with big begging eyes like he wanted her to understand more than anything. She tried not to get angry, and she didn’t feel like dealing with any of their drama right now.

“Look, Ron, I’m not really in the mood to have this talk tonight. Can we just put a pin in it and go to bed please?”

He looked relieved and almost smiled at her, but he held it back.

“Of course. I’ll be on the couch if you need anything. Good night, Hermione.” He said as he turned away and pulled the door closed.

Hermione rolled her eyes and let out a big breath that she didn’t realize she had been holding. She quickly dried her hair with a flick of her wand and pulled her clothes on.

She felt comfy in her clean warm pajamas. She hung up the damp towel and she grabbed the shirt. She folded it up and tucked it under her pajama shirt before she switched off the lights and walked out of the bathroom and down the hall to her bedroom.

She climbed into bed and pulled the shirt out of her pajamas. She slid it under her pillow and smiled as she thought about it.

She flicked the lights off with her wand and pulled the heavy covers over her body. She felt exhausted and all she wanted to do was sleep but suddenly she remembered what she saw in her bed. She sat up and looked around the room.

She remembered walking in and seeing Ron and Lavender naked together in that very bed. She felt tears well up in her eyes, but she took deep breaths to calm her emotions and keep the tears from falling.

While she was doing deep breathing, she noticed that the bed covers smelled freshly cleaned and her senses were overtaken by the smell of cleaning soap.

‘Ron must have cleaned the bed.’ She thought.

She was thankful for the thoughtfulness but just because it was cleaned didn’t mean that the affair never happened. She did feel a little better about being in the bed with it freshly cleaned but it still didn’t feel right to her anymore.

She sighed.

She stood up out of the bed and she put Draco’s shirt back under her pajamas to hide it. She slowly walked into the living room and Ron sat up when he saw her.

“What’s wrong?” He asked as he looked her over.

She walked over and stood at the side of the couch. She looked down at Ron.

“Can we trade, please? I can’t sleep in that bed. Not after…” She broke off as she noticed him staring at her.

“Of course. I’m sorry, I didn’t think.” He said as he jumped up off the couch.

They were standing in front of each other for a minute before Ron went to walk past Hermione and stopped as his body was almost touching hers.

Hermione was waiting for him to walk past so she could get on the couch but when he stopped and started looking into her eyes, she wasn’t sure what to do. Her body froze.

Ron leaned in and started kissing her. He pressed his lips against hers and put a hand on her shoulder to pull her closer.

She stayed frozen and unsure what to do for a minute before her senses finally flooded in and her eyes widened in shock. She couldn’t believe that he was kissing her. Not after everything that he had done and said to her.

She pulled away and pushed his hand off her shoulder.

“Don’t. Do not do that.” She said sternly through gritted teeth.

Before she had a chance to stop them, tears started falling down her cheeks. She felt betrayed by her emotions, but she couldn’t control them. She felt so betrayed and confused and pissed off.

Ron stepped back and dropped his hands to his sides.

“I’m sorry… I… I’m sorry.” He said back apologetically.

She looked at him and wanted to smack him again. How could he think that it was okay to kiss her after everything?

“What are you doing? You told me that you were with Lavender now so why are you kissing me?” She asked.

He sighed loudly and glanced around as if looking for the words.

“I know… I just… You’re still my wife, Hermione. There are still feelings there.” He said simply.

Hermione plopped down on the couch, feeling as though she had been punched in the stomach.

She sobbed, “How can you say that?”

Ron sat down next to her and tried to pull her hand into his, but she quickly pulled it away and crossed her arms as a shield against him touching her.

“I didn’t want to leave because I stopped loving you. I decided it was time to leave because I got tired of always being on the back burner for you. Everything comes before me, Hermione. It’s not like that with Lavender. We make time for each other.” He finished as a single tear fell down his cheek.

She nodded her head as tears continued to stream from her eyes.

“I get it. You’re saying that you were never the most important thing to me. I don’t know if that’s true but I’m sorry if you felt that way.”

He half-smiled at her through tears.

“Thanks. I am sorry about everything and I’m sorry for trying to kiss you. I’m just confused. It’s hard for me to think that we won’t be a part of each other's lives anymore. I will always love you.”

Hermione grinned at him and wiped the tears off her face. It was useless because fresh tears continued to fall.

“I understand and we will always be in each other's lives. Maybe not how we thought or hoped but we will figure it out. It will take some time and some getting used to, but I will always be there for you Ron… Even, if I am mad at you for now.”

It was one of the hardest things for her to say but she knew that once the anger and hurt wore off that she would want him in her life. They were friends first for years, maybe they could find their way back to that somehow.

“Thanks, Hermione.” He choked out in a sob.

He leaned over and hugged her. It was a very one-sided hug since her arms were still crossed but it felt like he needed it.

He let her go and stood up. “Good night.” He said to her as he walked out of the living room and down the hall to their bedroom. She could hear him shut the door and climb into bed.

She breathed a big sigh of relief, and she wiped the rest of the tears off her face. She sniffled, then she pulled the shirt that she was hiding out of her pajamas and slipped it under the pillow on the couch. She laid down and covered up with the throw blanket.

She couldn’t believe the events of the last twenty-four hours. She was physically and emotionally exhausted now, and she fell asleep almost as soon as she closed her eyes.

She blushed at the thought and she stood up to leave the cafeteria.

Harry looked up at her and asked, “Where are you going? You’re not done already are you?”

She paused and smiled at him. “I’m tired, I’m gonna go read for a little before bed.”

He seemed to accept her response and nodded to her before returning to his meal. She knew that mentioning reading was always accepted as an excuse. She walked through the crowded cafeteria and just before walking out the doors she glanced back to look at Draco. He was watching her and he stood up out of his seat as she exited the room.

She felt her heart pounding in her chest and she felt flushed. She couldn’t help but feel something every time she looked at him. She started walking up the stairs towards the tower. She wanted to relax and try to take her mind off of things… and certain blonde people.

When she was about halfway up the stairs, she felt someone brush past her and quickly place something in her hand as they rushed by. It was Draco, he never looked at her or slowed down as he hurried up the stairs and out of sight.

She paused for a second and then she continued her walk all the way to the Gryffindor common room. She hurried inside and finally opened her hand to see what he had given her.

It was a note. Scribbled on it were the words, meet me in the astronomy tower at midnight.

Her breath caught and she could feel her heart beating rapidly in her chest. She couldn’t help but be excited at the thought of being alone with him. ‘He probably just wants to talk about the curse without people judging us for speaking to each other’, she thought.

Either way, she was excited and nervous at the thought of finally having alone time with him. They hadn’t spoken to each other at all since they woke up from the curse. She was too scared to approach him and she was terrified at the idea of him telling her that he experienced something different.

She just couldn’t shake the feeling that it all happened in her head and that he most likely had a completely different experience with the curse. She probably wasn’t even in his subconscious during the curse and she felt stupid for everything that happened in hers.

Either way, she figured that it was about time to figure it out, one way or the other. Then she would know for sure whether or not her feelings were crazy and misplaced.

* * * * * * * * * *

She read for about an hour but couldn’t take the anxiety anymore. Midnight couldn’t come fast enough. She felt like her body was ready to explode and she needed a release before she went crazy.

She thankfully knew the password to the prefects bathroom and she thought that a nice hot bath would help her settle down. She grabbed her things and headed out of the Gryffindor common room.

When she entered the bathroom the soft glowing lights clicked on and the water started running. The different colors of soaps started pouring out of the multiple spouts over the large tub in the middle of the room. The mermaid in the window was brushing her hair and barely glanced at Hermione as she set her clothes down and began to undress.

The first few times she visited the prefects bathroom she felt self-conscious of the mermaid but after a while, she realized that the mermaid didn’t care one bit about what anyone did in there and paid her absolutely no attention.

She slowly lowered herself into the hot bubbling water and moaned loudly at the sensation. She eased back and relaxed fully in the steaming water. She still felt shaky about the meeting later and couldn’t shake the thoughts of Draco from her head. After a while, she decided there was no use in fighting it and might as well enjoy the intimate thoughts of him from their cursed time together… or not together. Either way, she had some sexy memories of his body and she wasn’t about to fight with herself anymore.

She pictured him naked and sitting next to her. She remembered what his hands felt like on her skin and she tried to imagine it was him running his hands down her body.

She gently rubbed a hand across her breast and gradually moved her hand down her belly. She slowly rubbed her fingers across the sensitive skin of her lower region and she laid her head back and closed her eyes.

She imagined Draco kissing her neck and rubbing her with his strong fingers. The thought of him made her shiver. She slid two fingers into her warm wet core and started to slowly move them in and out. Her mouth opened and she gasped in pleasure.

“Draco.” She moaned softly as she sped up her motions.

She focused on him and his body as much as she could while she continued to pump her fingers in and out of herself. She jolted slightly as she started hitting the right spot inside of her.

She bit down on her lip hard and she imagined it was Draco biting her and kissing her. She bit down harder as she pictured him wet and naked and rubbing her.

She was moaning louder now and she could feel herself nearing climax. She could feel and taste blood from her lip but she didn’t care. She moved her hand faster and she pictured Draco smirking sexily at her and whispering in her ear.

The thought of his silky smooth voice and trademark smirk was enough to throw her over the edge. She moaned out loudly and screamed his name. “Draco! Ah… Draco!”

Her entire body tensed and she felt herself tighten around her fingers. Her body shook and shivered in ecstasy. She grabbed the side of the tub to steady herself as she climaxed and she pictured him holding her against his body as she came.

When she finally felt herself relax, she removed her fingers and laid back against the tub. She kept her eyes closed and whispered his name one last time. “Draco.”

* * * * * * * * * *

She finally made it to the tower and her heart was in her throat at this point. She was so nervous that she was shaking. The bath she took earlier really helped her relax but now that she was here and about to see him, her nerves were back with a vengeance. She took a deep breath to try to calm her nerves but it didn’t do much good.

She slowly made her way up the last few stairs and walked into the open tower. She could feel the cool wind on her skin and she was thankful for the jacket she decided to put on last minute.

She walked across the room and her heart sank when she didn’t see Draco anywhere. She turned around to walk back out, mentally kicking herself for even coming, when he suddenly walked up the steps and entered the room.

“Sorry I’m late, it was harder to sneak out than I thought it would be.” His voice was silky smooth and she had to grip her jacket tightly in her hands to keep them to herself. It felt like so long since she had heard his voice.

She cleared her throat and spoke softly. “It’s okay. I’m surprised you even asked me here.”

She glanced around as if to emphasize the fact that they were alone. She wasn’t sure what to do so she kept her hands holding tightly to the bottom of her jacket and bit her lip. She was so nervous that she felt like her entire body was ready to burst.

“I wanted to give you space and time after the curse and I tried to just leave you alone for good but I need to know what happened. I need to know what you experienced during the curse.”

He took a step towards her and stopped. He looked hesitant to get any closer.

“What happened to your lip?” He asked.

She blushed bright red and covered her mouth with her hand for a second before letting it drop back down to hold tightly to her jacket again.

“Oh, um… nothing.” She looked back, embarrassed at the evidence she accidentally left from her earlier bath time.

She hesitated. She wasn’t sure what to say to him. Should she tell him the truth and possibly humiliate herself or should she lie?

She sighed, “Anyway, I’m not really sure what to say. What did you experience?”

She was hoping a change back to their original subject would distract him from her lip.

He took another hesitant step towards her and before he could respond, the room started spinning and they both fell on the floor. The room lit up so bright that it was blinding. Everything went out of focus and suddenly everything stopped and they were in a different room. It happened so fast that it left them a bit dizzy.

They didn’t recognize the room. Draco crawled over to Hermione and pulled her into his arms. As they connected, the room started spinning again and the blinding light flashed in their faces. They felt like they were being thrown around and pulled down by an invisible force.

They appeared and disappeared in and out of multiple rooms over the next few minutes. They squeezed their eyes shut and tried to block out the images that were flying past them.

Just when Hermione thought she was going to be sick, everything stopped.

They were in the tent. Their tent.

Everything was dark and it was quiet. They could hear a soft breeze blowing against the side of the tent and they could hear each other’s quick breathing. Neither of them knew what to think.