Ok here is the much requested second and final chapter for this story. The ending is not all that i wanted it to be, but i couldn't think of another way to end it. I hope that it is alright. I wanted to finish this story so i could concentrate on my other multi chapter stories. To those of you who have read my other fic 'Dumbledore's Games' i have started on the layout of the sequel and hopefully if everything goes according to plan the first chapter should be posted within the next couple of weeks. It will be set six months after the events of DG and during the great war.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor any of its characters.
I hope you enjoy the ending.
PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND ADULT THEMES!!!!!
The Finish:
As soon as the ropes disappeared, Draco jumped off the chair and scorning Pansy's suggestion to 'relieve' himself before he left the room, he stormed out the door and headed towards the head dorms. Expecting Hermione to be hidden safely up in her room by the time he arrived, he was indeed shocked when he burst through the portrait hole into the common room and found her, dressed in a tank top and lose fitting pajama pants, sitting on one of the couches reading a book. Hermione looked up at the furious Head Boy,
"Have a good night Malfoy?" she asked innocently, Draco's eyes were glittering with rage,
"You bitch! What the fuck did you think you were playing at?"
"Why, whatever do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean, you gave me a fucking lap dance! You touched me! You kissed me! You humiliated me! And all in front of the entire female population of Hogwarts"
"That was the general idea of Parkinson's plan"
"I can understand Parkinson wanting revenge, and the rest of the Slytherin girls, but why you? What the fuck have I ever done to you that would make you agree to do that?" Draco demanded as he strode to where she was sitting and towered over her. Hermione raised a delicate eyebrow,
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"I asked didn't I?" Draco seethed
"Well, hmm, gee, let me think. Perhaps the fact that you have called me a filthy 'mudblood' since second year, or the fact that you take pleasure in pointing out that I am an ugly know-it-all bookworm whenever you can. It could be because you treat women like dirt, or maybe, just maybe it could be a combination of all of the above as well as a certain satisfaction in proving that I am not what everybody thinks I am" Hermione snapped back sarcastically. Draco's temper snapped and he grabbed Hermione by the arms and hauled her to her feet in front of him,
"I ought to kill you!" he gritted out. Hermione surprisingly showed no fear in the face of his anger,
"Careful Malfoy, you don't want to suffer the same fate as Crabbe and Goyle do you?"
"Crabbe and Goyle are both idiots, besides I have you trapped, you can't reach for your wand"
"Honestly Malfoy, there is such a thing as wandless magic, how do you think I hexed those two gorillas when they had me pinned to the floor?" Draco paled and let her go,
"You can do wandless magic?"
"Well of course I can, I'm not the Head Girl just because I get good marks and study a lot"
"Back to the subject at hand. Why did you agree to Parkinson's plan? You are too much of a prude to do something like that under normal circumstances"
"Shows how much you know, I dance like that all the time, granted normally there is not a guy sitting in the chair when I do that particular routine, and it was adlibbed a little, but it has won me a few trophies"
"You are deliberately avoiding answering the question Granger" Draco fumed,
"What is it to you why I did it?" Draco stared at her incredulously,
"Because I was the fucking victim that's why. I was tied to that chair!"
"Oh please, I know for a fact that you enjoyed it, and even if you didn't it wouldn't have been that hard for you to break free, Parkinson was the one who conjured those ropes, not me!" Hermione scoffed,
"Do you mean to tell me that I could have broken out of that chair at any time?" Hermione simply raised her eyebrow again and tilted her head, "Bloody Merlin! I could have gotten free and killed the bitch!"
"Like you wanted to!"
"Excuse me, I don't know about you, but I don't appreciate having my worst enemy being used to humiliate me" Draco snapped,
"Oh for Merlin's sake Malfoy, you can't deny that you were enjoying it, up until the point where you found out who I was!"
"Of course I enjoyed it! What normal seventeen year old male wouldn't enjoy having a sexy scantily clad woman running their hands and mouth all over their body!" Draco snapped
"Then I don't see what you are so angry about" Hermione retorted
"I'm angry because Pansy succeeded! For the first time a woman made me lose control of myself! I have shagged my fair share of women, not as many as everyone thinks but a fair few nonetheless, but I have never, ever lost control! And for the first time I did!
"I still don't see what your so upset about!"
"Because I lost control and I damn well liked it! It was the most exhilarating feeling that I have ever felt, and it was my worst enemy that made me feel that way!" Draco shouted,
"What is it with you and always being in control?" Hermione huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"I'm a Malfoy! Malfoy's are always in control. We never show emotion, never reveal what we are thinking and most importantly we NEVER lose control of ourselves!" Draco ranted as he started to pace. Hermione watched him run an agitated hand through his hair. An idea came to her and she grinned wickedly, perhaps this was the opportunity that she had been waiting for all year. Quietly she spoke to the pacing blonde,
"Would you like to again?"
"Like to what?" Draco asked without stopping his pacing,
"Like to feel that way again?"
"What are you on about woman?"
"Earlier you said that you enjoyed it when you lost control! Would you like to feel that again?"
"Granger get to the point already!" Draco snapped, though he continued pacing,
"If the opportunity to lose control, and to just let yourself go, presented itself to you, would you take it?" Draco stopped pacing and just stood running his hand through his hair again,
"Lose control in what way?" he finally asked,
"The same way you did earlier while I was touching you, you dimwit! If you had the opportunity to feel like you did earlier would you take it?" Hermione snapped exasperatedly. Draco sighed and flopped down onto the couch opposite Hermione, his elbows resting on his knees and his head in his hands,
"Yes I would" he finally answered defeated. Hermione approached until she was standing right in front of him,
"Then take it" she stated softly. Draco's head shot up and he looked at her in confusion and shock,
"What?"
"I'm offering you the opportunity, if you want it, take it" Hermione replied as she slid gracefully onto his lap. Her legs were straddling Draco's thighs, and her pelvis was pushed intimately against his. Draco stiffened in shock and surprise before he relaxed at the feel of her lips against his neck. His hands came down and lightly rested on her hips,
"Are you seriously offering me your body?" Draco whispered hoarsely, as his arousal, still simmering from the lap dance he had received, turned up a notch,
"I'm offering me, not just my body but me. If you want me that is" Hermione replied, for the first time a hint of doubt showing in her voice. She pulled back and faced him, biting her lower lip. When she opened her mouth to say more Draco silenced her by crushing his lips to hers and taking her mouth in a passionate kiss. Tongues fought for dominance, lips moved against lips and breaths mingled. Eventually they parted, their need for oxygen overriding their need to keep the contact with their lips. Draco placed his forehead against Hermione's and lightly stroked her sides, caressing them with his fingertips through her tank top.
"Why?" he whispered hoarsely when he had managed to catch his breath after that mind blowing kiss. Hermione undid his tie and pulled it out from under his shirt collar before throwing it over her shoulder, her nimble fingers then started undoing his shirt buttons and caressing the naked skin exposed,
"Why what?" she asked as she bent forward to place small kisses on his naked chest
"Why did you help Parkinson? Why are you offering yourself to me now?" Draco replied, then groaned as her fingers caressed one of his nipples,
"Because since we called that truce when we became heads together my feelings towards you have changed somewhat" Hermione responded softly as she placed small butterfly kisses up his neck to the hollow under his ear making him shiver with desire,
"Are you telling me that you want me?" Draco asked shocked,
"Mmhhmm" Hermione murmured as she pushed his shirt off his shoulders
"But in the room, just before you left you told Pansy to remember your deal, what was that all about?" Draco asked as he pulled back to stare into her eyes, Hermione grinned wickedly,
"Ah, yes, the deal. You owe me for that boy-o" Hermione replied smugly,
"I do? How?" Draco scowled,
"When Parkinson approached me to do that for her I told her that I would do it on two conditions"
"Hang on, first tell me how she knew that you were a dancer"
"She saw me dancing that routine last summer at a competition, apparently her mother used to dance and liked to go and watch, that time she just tagged along" Hermione shrugged, then resumed her previous activities, until Draco once again pulled back to look at her,
"What were the conditions? And how do I owe you for that?" he asked with a trace of anger in his tone,
"The first was that she could never call me a mudblood again"
"And the second one?"
"That's the one you owe me for. I said that I would only agree to do it if she stopped hanging off you like some lost puppy, that she stopped calling you all those sickening baby names and that she left you alone. When she asked why, I just told her that I was sick of you ranting and raving about in our dorms, disrupting me when I'm studying and that I was sick of having to repair everything that you broke in your temper tantrums" Draco was aghast,
"And she actually agreed to that? She will never do it"
"Yes she will, she was desperate for me to help, and as to keeping her word she has no choice, it was a magical binding deal, sealed with a handshake. So now, if she touches you without your permission she will get shocked and thrown away from you, and if she calls you any baby names she will be mute for a week" Hermione replied smugly "Though if you give her permission to do anything that I stopped, she will be able to do so, though only for a period of four hours, or until you tell her to stop" she added as an afterthought. Draco gaped in surprise, then stared at her intently,
"Is that the only reason you wanted her to stop all that? To stop me from losing my temper?"
"No, its not the only reason, but I will not tell you the other reason yet, you're not ready to hear it. Now are we going to talk all night or can we get back to what I had in mind?" Hermione responded. Draco's answer was to pull her back in for another passionate kiss, one that quickly spiraled out of control. Keeping their lips connected, Draco grasped her hips and stood, making his way quickly to his bedroom he closed the door behind him and lay Hermione down on his bed before taking off his shoes, shrugging off his shirt and joining her. Hermione ran her hands over Draco's shoulders and down his back as he kissed and sucked at her neck, she could feel the muscles in his back tensing and releasing as her fingers skimmed over them. Whispering a spell she divested them of all their clothes, then throwing one leg over an unsuspecting Draco's hips she rolled them over until she was on top straddling his thighs with his erection standing proudly between them. Draco stared up at her, unable to tear his eyes away from her naked form illuminated by the moonlight streaming through his bedroom window and the half a dozen candles floating about. Draco couldn't believe that she was so perfect, the type of shape that every man fantasized about, when he went to raise his hands to caress her she swatted them away gently,
"No, this is about you losing control" she whispered softly then she tied his hands to the bed head and grinned wickedly down at him. For the next hour Draco learnt a new definition of release. Finally, when he felt like he was going to explode if she didn't let him touch her soon, she straddled his hips and slid herself down upon him, encasing his entire length in her sleek warmth. Draco groaned at the sensations coursing throughout his body as she started to move against him. He struggled to remove his hands from their bindings, but the ropes she had conjured were too strong and he couldn't break free,
"Hermione please! I need to touch you!" he groaned, not comfortable with begging, but beyond the point to care,
"No you don't, you need to let go! Let go of the control, don't hold back, just let yourself go Draco" Hermione replied gently as she moved faster upon him. Draco groaned deeply but did as she asked, he let himself go, released his iron control of himself. Almost immediately he felt his climax burst upon him, causing him to arch his back and cry out Hermione's name as he came. Hermione peaked almost instantly after she felt him climax. Arching her body and throwing her head back she cried out her own release before flopping down onto his chest. After a few deep breaths she regained enough mobility to kiss him passionately as she reached her hands up to untie his. The next thing she knew she was on her back with Draco looming over her, cradled between her thighs and still intimately joined.
"That was incredible" he gasped out, his grey eyes locking with her brown ones,
"I told you that all you had to do was let go" Draco nodded, then kissed her again, this time lazily,
"Will you tell me your other reason now?" he asked after he ended the kiss. Hermione looked at him appraisingly for a moment before answering honestly,
"Because I wanted the chance to get you all to myself, without her interference" Draco smirked,
"So now that you have me all to yourself, what are you planning on doing with me?" Hermione smirked back,
"I have a few ideas, care to help me make them a reality?" Draco's answer was a passionate kiss that developed into something more. They didn't emerge from his room for the rest of the night or all the next day.
Alright so there it is, not as good as i wanted it to be, but oh well can't have everything. Please read and review but no flames, they can be quite disheartening.