Malfoy

Tonight was the night, I was fully committed. Her short absence today felt like a century, and in that century I thought about a world without Hermione Granger. That world was a dark, cold, and desolate one. That world had existed for me between Voldemort's death and the night I freed Granger from the prison in my house. I knew that one day the world would exist without either of us, and I be damned if she was the one who left me alone on this earth.

That's when I decided it. I refused to live in a world without her, and I refused to let her die in this world without being loved. I fucking said it. I loved this witch and I wanted to show her just as well. I figure, I won't be able to say the words but I assume she'll get the message tonight. I took the liberty of her absence to set up the perfect night. I picked out the nicest hotel room I could, I spent all morning making sure it looked perfect for when she got there. Next, was making sure it didn't feel like just sex; because it absolutely wasn't.

She was stunning. She wore a golden sun dress and red sweater over her shoulders. She'd always be a damn Gryffindor and never even know it. What I wouldn't give to take that girl right here, claim her as mine for the bloody world to see. I took a deep breath and smiled as I approached her, an uncharacteristic trait of mine, that was hard to avoid when I saw this witch.

"Miss Granger you look lovely tonight. Six hours was way too long to be away from you," I said. Too honest, I wanted to scream at myself but countered when I remembered this was the night of honesty. No more holding back.

"Before we talk about war, and protean charms, and death, I want to show you what a beautiful witch you are. Tonight Hermione, I am going to show you why you are worth fighting for." I made sure to emphasize the word 'you' to cut to her core. I wanted her to know what was coming tonight. I needed her to know so she could say 'no' before I went too far.

Waiting in anticipation for her witty remark I leaned in to kiss her palms again. Nothing...I rendered the quizzical Granger speechless. I was on my game tonight, I smiled devilishly to myself. Her eyes met mine as she caught her bottom lip between her teeth and her cheeks glowed pink.

"Look at me like that again and I won't make it through dinner," something carnal said from within me. I couldn't wait any longer and I leaned down to press my lips to hers. Her taste was unmatched, the sweetest sugar and the fiercest fire.

"Is that a threat or a promise?" She countered. That was my girl. Mine. The word reverberated through my mind.

"Both." I agreed. She held back a small smile and took the hand I left open for her, where we then walked inside the restaurant.

It was small and quiet, but I figured the intimacy was best. I could focus on her and still be aware enough of our surroundings in case anything went astray. I pulled her chair out, and she took the seat opposite mine. There was wine already on the table waiting and I picked up my glass clinking it to hers.

"To another day," I said. She countered with "and a new life." I had to hold back the sigh from this last statement. She's damn crazy if she thinks this whole thing is really going to work. I don't want to think about the dark mark, or death eaters, or anything except her right now. Still biting back on my tongue I took a big gulp from the wine and placed it back on the table, finding her eyes.

The soft innocent look in them always brought a smile to my lips without fail. She's so damned beautiful and has never even see it. Hell, I didn't see it until a couple of years into school with her. How could I have ever treated this girl so poorly. Her big eyes met mine over the wine glass she was sipping from.

"Taste good?" I teased as she finished the glass, her cheeks already glowing pink. She nodded and looked down at the menu.

"Pick anything you want Granger, you're in charge tonight." My words went to my core and I internally scolded myself. I'm bloody weak around her, get it together Malfoy.

"It all looks so delectable, I wouldn't know where to start," she said, the furrow of her brow becoming prominent as she scoured the menu. I placed the menu down and looked at her.

"How about we just get the chef's choice. That way we get the best of everything," I suggested raising an eyebrow at her. She nodded in agreement and placed her menu down in turn. The waitress came over and took our order quickly. Honestly, I didn't pay much mind to her, I made it a personal vow to not take my eyes off Grainger tonight (though I did this anyway without trying).

"Malfoy, I was thinking about how I could extract-"

"Stop it. Nothing like that tonight. Let me just give you one normal night."

"But-"

"Grainger. Enough." I said definitively. She caught her lower lip with her teeth and her cheeks were pink again, and not from the wine this time. She was nervous. I Draco Malfoy have made Miss Hermione Granger speechless and nervous. The amount of delight this caused me was embarrassing yet empowering.

"So what do you want to talk about?" She asked meeting my eyes again.

"How about you just tell me something about you that I don't know. Like, your family or something?"

She got quiet. Shit, wrong topic. I hesitated for a moment and before I could change the subject she gulped her whole glass of wine down.

"My family. You know them. Harry, Ginny, that's my family. My parents don't remeber me, I had to wipe their minds- year ago. It's long ago , doesn't matter now." She was rambling and as sad as it was I couldn't take my eyes off of her.

"I'm sorry Granger, I didn't know," I whispered as I reached across the table to grasp her cold hand.

"Of course you didn't know. When it happened we had the relationship of a dementor and Azkaban prisoner. How could you know?" She gave a faint smirk, and I lurched at her words. She's right. I was an asshole. I had no other words. I finished my glass of wine as well.

"What about you? I know this isn't easy with your mom gone," she squeezed my hand. Truer words have never been spoken. There are some people who come into your life and you never want to let go. I've only ever had two of them- Hermione and my mother. Granger is my life now, and I don't think she understood it yet.

I just nodded at first, and only spoke because she looked like she was waiting for my words.

"Yes. It's bloody hard, but I'm doing fine. What's happened has happened- she's safe now."

It was true. This world, my father, my aunt, me- no one could hurt her anymore. We sat in silence for a moment and I sighed. It always turned to something depressing. I wanted to give her a night to remember, not one to sulk over.

"Sir," a peppy little voice chirped to our left. "Dinner will be served in about ten minutes, can I get you guys anything else?" She asked batting her eyes at me. "More wine." I snapped and stood. I took Granger by the hand and led her to the dance floor. She looked surprised but didn't argue. I spun her into my arms and held her against my chest as we moved to the slow rhythm of the music. We swayed and her hand was tucked softly in mine. She was beautiful. She was a word that didn't exist. Well, I didn't know that word. I bet Granger knew one though. She knew everything, she always did. Everything except for the damned fact that I have loved her for years.

Whoever thought I would be here all these years later with this wide eyed, crazy-haired, brilliant girl. Hell, who knew I would still be alive.

She buried her head against my chest and she took a deep breath, a relieving one. One that sounded like she was letting go of so much tension. Her body physically relaxed in my arms and there were few times in my life that felt better than this. How badly I wanted to say screw dinner and drag her back to the hotel, and love her like the woman that she was.

The song picked up and I took her by the hand and spun her around, taking her by surprise. Her dress fanned out and she giggled. That wide grin found her face and she twirled back into my arms and against my chest.

"Well hello there little miss," I teased and kissed her forehead. She smiled and we started to move naturally to the music. Her twirling around me, changing hands, coming back, and doing it all over again. When the song was over I found we were both smiling and laughing. Who knew in the middle of another war we could be dancing? We needed it though, as you so often need a little bit of light from the moon to remind you there is more to come when day breaks.

"Didn't know you could dance Malfoy." She smiled and we headed back to the seat.

"I knew you could. I didn't take my eyes off of you at the dance we had."

"All the way back in, what was that, our fourth year?"

"All the way back then, yes."

Back then. Now. Forever. I never wanted to take my anything off of her ever again. She was mine. All bloody mine. Before I could dwindle into self loathing the food arrived and she perked up. I could tell she was hungry by the way her eyes caressed all the food on the table.

"Well eat up, we have a long night ahead of us," I teased. She was mid sip and choked on her wine at my words. I couldn't help but laugh after I made sure she was alright. She was a shade of red that even Gryffindors didn't know. I had to bite my tongue before I made another comment, just to see her reaction. Instead I did something that I knew would drive her mad; I pretended that it hadn't even happened.

We ate in silence for the most part. I spent most of my time watching her, she spent most of her time biting on her fork. When we were finished I left cash on the table and grabbed Granger by the hand. I pulled her into my arm and we walked outside.

"How was the food?"

"Amazing, I thought we were getting dessert though." She smiled and held my hand as we walked down the street.

"Oh, that's exactly where we are going." I couldn't- no I didn't want to control myself anymore. I walked her to our new hotel room that I had set up this morning. The second I got the door closed I pressed her against it and my lips found hers. I wanted to move fast, I wanted to take her now. I wanted to feel myself buried deep inside of her. I never wanted someone, in fact I never wanted anything, as badly as I wanted Granger. I heard a quiet moan escape her lips and I snapped back to reality. Relax Malfoy. This was her first time, and I wanted her to enjoy it. I stepped back for a moment and ran a hand through my hair. I took a deep breath and found those big brown eyes looking up at me.

"Sorry. Dessert right?" I asked and pulled her to the bed.

"Malfoy!" I heard her perk up. She saw the candles lit and a bottle of champagne chilling next to the bed.

"See, I can do muggle things," I teased and kissed her forehead. "Come on, get comfortable." I said and helped her slide the sweater off her shoulders.

I unzipped the dress from the back and let her decide if she wanted to slide it off. I kissed her neck and walked to the dresser grabbing a t-shirt of mine- the only one I had with me. When I turned back around I saw she was standing in just her pantiea and bra. Both red. Laced. Bloody Fucking Merlin. How the hell am I going to control myself?

I took another deep breath, she was still facing the bed. I walked behind her and unhooked her bra and she allowed it to fall to the ground. I kissed her neck softly, moving her hair away. I pulled back and put my t-shirt over her head and walked to the front of her, pulling her arms through the holes.

"Beautiful as ever" I whispered and looked down at her in wonder. She smiled and crawled on to the bed. I undid the first two buttons of my shirt and untucked it. I went into the fridge and pulled out a box of strawberries and placed them on the bed.

"Like promised, dessert." I smiled and she did as well. She opened the box and took a berry between her teeth.

"These are amazing," she said and leaned against me. For a moment I froze. I was still getting used to Granger actually being a part of my life. I wrapped an arm around her and ran my fingers down her arm gently.

"I'm glad to hear it." We sat for a moment as she ate her strawberries. I was happy to see her eating more relaxed now. It was quiet after. We were both in the state of "what do I do now?" I laid back and pulled her against my chest. She curled up close to me, pressing cool hands against mine.

"This night was amazing Malfoy, honestly. Thank you," she whispered aside of me.

"Anything for you, Granger." I sat up and looked into her eyes "Anything." She smiled and leaned forward, this time pressing her lips to mine. I continued to kiss her back gently, laying back on the bed, allowing her the time she needed. Her tongue found mine, a fire so hot I thought I could die here in heated bliss. She straddled me and a whole new sensation came over me.

I was rendered helpless as this small girl wound herself around me. Her legs cradling either side of my hips and her lips so fervent that I wanted her right now. I lost myself in her lips, eyes closed, and head back. My hands found her hips and I dug my nails into her sides.

"Fuck" I hissed under my breath as she swayed against me, her hips rocking in a slow tantalizing rhythm.

"Granger…" I growled under my breath and kissed her deeply, biting her bottom lip. It all happened quickly then. I pushed her back and she was pinned underneath me. I kissed down her neck and a small whimper escaped her lips. I worked my way down, lips tracing her collarbone, down the center of her chest. I pulled at the fabric of the shirt she stole from me and saw it stretch under my pull. I leaned back, pulling her up by her hands and I pulled the shirt off of her.

I couldn't compose myself when I looked at her bare chest. Perfect. Are there any other words that could describe Granger? Her breasts were perky and full. I remembered myself for a moment before aggressively reaching out for her chest. I wanted to tell her she was beautiful, reassure her, tell her something- but I couldn't find the words. Instead, all I could do, was reach my hand out tentatively. When she didn't shudder, I allowed my hands to rest on her chest, groping her supple flesh between my hands.

I took her left nipple between my fingers and rubbed gently as I leaned down to place my lips over her other. I took the raised flesh between my teeth and let my tongue flick over it in the same motion of my left hand. She started to squirm underneath me and her breathing got staggered. I halted my gentle assault on her flesh and looked up at her.

"Alright?" I asked, and she nodded in agreement, saying nothing else. I worked down her body as she was only in that piece of fabric between her legs- and it didn't cover much. Her perfectly carved body was the most beautiful piece of art I have ever seen, and she was mine. This beautiful soul, was going to be all mine. Something carnal stirred within me and I moved lower so my face was buried between her legs. I kissed up her inner thigh and breathed over the fabric as I made my way to her other thigh. I kissed gently, nipped, licked, and teased, until I could feel heat escaping her more than ever.

I pressed a finger to the side of her thong and pulled it out of the way. Exposed was her bare flesh, a more intimate part of Hermione Granger than anyone had ever seen. A deep triumphant feeling reverberated through my body. I could feel her starting to get nervous, and without warning I pressed my lips to her. I let my tongue slide up the soft folds and found the small pleasure spot. I licked and flicked gently with my tongue, giving her the smallest feelings of pleasure, trying not to move too fast.

When my tongue delved deep between her lips I tasted the sweetest pleasure of my life. If I could taste sweet fire it would be Granger. I could lay here in endless bliss, I thought as I slid my tongue up to her clit again. She was writhing under me, I could see her hands grasping the sheets and one hand reached for my hair. At this point I slipped on finger into her. Tight. She was so damn tight I was aroused and scared all at once. I didn't want to hurt her, but fuck I wanted to be buried so deep you'd think I was dead.

"Malfoy..ah..Malfoy!" She moaned out and it cut right to my core. I needed her. I couldn't take this any longer. I knelt up and finished unbuttoning the shirt I started taking off early. I ripped the thong from her hips so she was sprawled naked in front of me.

I maneuvered as gracefully as I could to remove my pants from my position on the bed. Before I even registered what was going on Granger was laying under me looking up at me with big eyes. Her breathing had slowed to a nervous stagger.

"Granger...we don't have to.." I whispered as I looked into her eyes, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

"No. I want to. Please," she whispered and kissed me gently, smiling up at me with beautiful doe eyes.

"Breathe and talk to me. You control this. You say stop, I stop." I whispered and braced one arm on the side of her body as I reached with my other hand to guide myself into her.

I prodded at the wet, warm entrance and looked down at the beautiful witch. I wanted her more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. She was absolutely gorgeous, and I couldn't wait. I slid in gently, not far, but just enough to get a taste of what I was getting myself into. I watched her eyes, waiting for any hesitation. Her eyes were closed and she was holding a breath. I pushed myself in deeper, until I was sheathed inside of her. She was warm, wet, soft; everything I ever imagined- more even. Just this contact would be enough to undo me if I had let it.

"Breathe, come on Hermione, look at me," I whispered. I was propped up on one elbow now, allowing myself to stay buried inside of her. Allowing her to adjust. I kissed her eyelids softly and they fluttered open. She had finally released the breath she had been locking inside of her.

"There's my girl," I whispered in the most honest tone I could muster. She gave me a smile and nodded, encouraging me to continue. I watched her as I started rocking into her. I moved my hips in a rhythmic motion. I could feel my entire length slide all the way into her and back out. It was the sweetest torture of my life. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to pound into her and make her scream. At the same time I wanted to love her. I wanted to make her feel like the most special woman in the world, because to me, she was my entire world. Her body visibly relaxed as I started to build a solid motion. Whimpers escaped her lips. A soft moan met my ears and surged through my body, stiffening my arousal even more than it already was.

It seemed like she was enjoying it, and I took that as my cue to move faster. I allowed my hips to thrust in a primal rhythm that took over my body without any thought. Grangers nails found my chest and she clawed at me as she moaned out.

"Ahh..oh..Malfoy!" Her voice was a hymn so holy I had to think of the ingredients to a difficult position just to distract my mind so I didn't become undone right there. Those beautiful brown eyes locked on to mine and I was helpless in that moment. She's was everything I ever wanted, ever needed in the world.

"Fuck, Granger, you're so..tight.." I growled as I buried myself inside of her again. The friction was intense and I didn't know how much longer I could last. I leaned down to nip her neck. I wanted to feel every part of her. Her skin was hot and glistening, her body started to move under mine, meeting my thrusts; allowing me deeper than I had been before. The groan I produced when I first felt this new feeling was surprising even to me. No girl had ever made me feel like this. Maybe it was because she was no girl. No. Granger was the epitome of a woman. A woman who would be my undoing any moment if she didn't stop arching her fucking back like that. Her breasts inclined up to me every thrust and I had to taste her again. My teeth found a nipple, and caught it before she fell back against the bed again.

The audible gasp from her lip sent another twinge down to where all my blood already was. I pulled back panting to whisper to her.

"Baby, I'm so close. You, damn Granger, you feel so fucking good."

"Not as good as you...I need you…" The first words Granger said to me, and not in a fit of moans as I made love to her. Need.

I know I grunted, or groaned, or something again- it's all a blur.

"I'm close. I'm so- Draco!" Those words were my undoing. Hermione Granger, called me Draco. Everything in the world stopped for a moment. I felt Hermione tighten around me, contracting every muscle. That, mixed with her words, I felt myself pouring into her. It didn't stop. She milked me to my end, which wasn't a fast finish. We just laid there; her under me, my arms wrapped around her. After minutes passed I unsheathed myself and laid next to her, pulling her to my chest.

I wrapped her in my arms. No one, and nothing would ever hurt Hermione Granger. She was mine. This beautiful witch was all mine; body and soul. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what words would come out. I wish I knew what she needed to hear. She was shaking in my arms, and my fear for her well being took over the high I was on.

"Alright there?" I whispered quietly kissing her hair, which was wild once again and covering her face. She just nodded.

"You can talk to me you know. It's not like you to be so quiet," I teased rubbing my thumb over her arm. She said nothing again, but I felt her smirk and then yawn.

"Listen, I know I'm not good with words, but I want you to know this, incase I never get it out again….I love you Hermione, and that was amazing. I hope it was for you. I just wanted you to have something good to remember me by." I was sickened by my honesty. I was shocked to make it through the whole sentence.

"I love you Draco Malfoy; and I love the way you love me," She whispered kissing my chest before drifting off into the deepest slumber she had seen in weeks. I had never been so helpless in my entire life. She was my undoing.

Author's Note: I won't make this long. I know it's been a while and apologies mean nothing at this point- but I present to you the moment you have all been waiting for. I have been busy working full time and going to school. On top of that I have been working on some person writing on an original idea.Hope you liked it! I know it's not completely character true- but that's the point of a fanfiction I guess. Thanks for all the support- I get new followers all the time and I am trying to get back to posting every week. *fingers crossed* all my love- Allie xox