Your Love | By : rush22 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 2170 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Hey everyone! This was just something that I felt inspired to write while listening to one of my favorite songs of all time: The Outfield’s You Love. I think that it’s an incredibly sexy song, but that’s just my opinion. Anyways this is just a little one-shot fic that I hope you all enjoy! As usual none of the characters or the song are mine; they belong to JKR and the Outfield respectively. Enjoy and please review if you feel so inclined to do so!
Jamie
Your Love
Josie's on a vacation far away
Come around and talk it over
So many things that I'd like to say
You know I like my girls a little bit older
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
I ain't got many friends left to talk to
No-one's around when I'm in trouble
You know I'd do anything for you
Stay the night - we'll keep it under cover
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Try to stop my hands from shakin'
Somethin' in my mind's not makin' sense
It's been awhile since we've been all alone
I can't hide the way I'mm feelin'
As you leave me please would you close the door
and forget what I told you
Just 'cause you're right - that don't mean I'm wrong
Another shoulder to cry upon
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Yeah
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Lose your love
Lose your love
Lose your love
Your Love
Hermione sat staring at the clock on
her apartment wall. ‘I shouldn’t be doing
this,’ she thought to herself. She fingered the parchment that she held
tightly in her grasp.
Hermione,
She’s gone on a trip, 8 o’clock? Please, I need your love tonight.
Draco
Hermione and Draco had been having an affair since they left
Hogwarts over two years ago. The pair had been made Head Students their seventh
year shortly after the War had ended. Finding that there was a very thin line
between love and hate they both realized that had feelings for each other
thought they never spoke of them. While neither could claim that it was love
they had plenty of lust to keep them entertained throughout the school year and
past graduation.
Draco and Hermione had made plans to
keep seeing each other while she was studying at University and during Draco’s apprenticeship
with Professor Snape. The plan never deviated for the first month or so. Draco
would owl Hermione ahead of time and make arrangements to meet her at her flat.
Hermione would always offer him dinner or tea and Draco would always accept,
both knowing that they would end up in bed immediately afterwards and then
Draco would leave for the castle.
It never once bothered Hermione that
her relationship with Draco was nothing more than sexual. She didn’t have the time
to date while studying, but she did love having him near for those few nights a
week. They had reached a sort of friendship while back in Hogwarts and he had
become comfortable for her. He wasn’t someone she had to pretend with.
One night Draco had owled her as
usual telling her he had something important to tell her. When he arrived that
night he was on her before she could offer him some tea. Draco had pushed her
against the door and was tearing off her clothes. He had an urgency about him
that was a rare occurrence in the man that she had come to know.
His left hand was pulling
her shirt off while his right was beginning to pump several fingers in and out
of dripping hole. Hermione fumbled to get his pants off while he was busy
stimulating her. Sensing her frustration he mumbled something into her mouth as
he ravaged it and suddenly they were totally naked. He guided her arms to hold
around his neck as he picked her up and positioned himself at her entrance.
Hermione threw her head back in sheer ecstasy as he filled her. She loved when
they fucked like that. It felt so raw and animalistic to have him drive in and
out of her like that. Their coupling was so passionate but Hermione could sense
that there was something different about it this time though she quickly lost
that train of thought as Draco’s mouth found its way to her nipple. Draco’s
hands were pulling her down on his cock harder and faster now; she could tell
that he was getting close to finishing. She herself felt ready for a ‘petite
mort’ as the French called it, a little death indeed.
Hermione felt her inner walls beginning to convulse and
pulse, throwing her head back she screamed Draco’s name in to the night. Draco
hearing Hermione scream his name came shortly after her, using her still
pulsating muscles to milk his cock dry. With Hermione still wrapped around him
they slid down the wall, both covered in a layer of sweat from their furious
coupling.
Hermione looking up into Draco’s eyes noticed that he was
looking at her with an intense interest.
“What’s going on? I can tell
something’s wrong with you,” Hermione asked softly.
Draco turned his head away from hers for a moment, trying
to gather himself before facing her again.
“I love you,” he said.
The wheels in Hermione’s head began to turn. She had
known that she had been in love with him for some time, probably since they had
been at Hogwarts. It was like a dream come true to hear him say those words to
her but she knew that there was something else waiting to be said just under
the surface.
“I love you too Draco,” she began, “but there’s something
else isn’t there?”
Draco nodded in response.
“I’m getting married.”
That was almost a year and a half
ago. She looked back towards the letter and shed a silent tear. Draco had left
her flat almost immediately after they had confessed to each other. The
following week she saw in the paper that he was to be married to Pansy
Parkinson.
A few more weeks went by and
Hermione had thought that she was doing better at forgetting him until one
night he owled her asking if he could come and see her saying that he needed to
explain the situation to her. Reluctantly she agreed.
That night she found out two things,
the first being that the marriage was arranged and that he couldn’t prevent it
no matter how hard he tried. The second was that he still loved her. Hermione
had told him that she couldn’t see him again because he was married now and
that he should get back to his wife. A fight ensued and they ended up making
love on her floor.
Hermione hated herself after that
night. She kept telling herself that he was married and that she had no right
to interfere with his life in that way, but Draco Malfoy was like a drug she
couldn’t get enough of. So began their affair.
Draco had insisted that first night
that he had no love for his wife, only Hermione and he would continue to do so
until Hermione could no longer love him. That became the problem, Hermione
loved him.
She would imagine that every time they
were together it was like they had all the time in the world, but it was always
the same. Draco would owl her and she’d
accept, he’d come over. They would spend a few hours making love all over
Hermione’s apartment until it was time for Draco to go back to the manor. He
would look into her eyes, declare his love for her, kiss her, and then he’d be
gone.
Many nights after Draco left
Hermione would wrap herself deep into her sheets that smelled of his cologne
and natural scent before falling asleep. She knew it was wrong and self
destructive but she would continue to see him all the same.
The clock on the wall chimed 8pm on
the dot. Hermione stood from the sofa and brushed the imaginary wrinkles from
her cloths. The door knocked and she knew it was Draco. Folding the note and
slipping it into her pocket she made her way to the door.
Draco stood there with a rose in his
hand, just like he did every time he came to see her, as if to say ‘I’m sorry
that we keep doing this’. He smiled at Hermione and she made her move. Taking
the rose she laid tossed it onto the coffee table and flung herself into
Draco’s arms.
Hermione began to kiss him in
earnest while removing his outer coat. She sucked his eager tongue into her
mouth as if trying to drink her fill of him. She could feel Draco’s hands
moving to remove her clothing but she decided that was taking too long. A quick
spell later and they could feel skin on skin; it was like a delicious and
powerful aphrodisiac to feel the heat between their bodies pulsing and pulling
them towards each other.
Hermione pulled him down to the
floor and pushed him onto his back. She was so wet she could feel her juices
making their way down the inside of her thighs. She could feel the wonderful
things that Draco was doing with his hands and her breasts. Normally she loved their
foreplay but tonight she knew would be different, she needed him so badly.
Without hesitation she lowered
herself on his hard and waiting cock. Hermione wasted no time in riding Draco
like her life depended on it. He grabbed her hips as she rose and fell, pulling
on her to make sure she would go all the way down. She loved it when he did
that. Draco reached up to pull her into a kiss and she knew that neither of them
would last long at the pace she was moving at. Draco’s climax started first and
she found herself being flipped over so Draco could pound his way into her. His
hard thrusting in turn brought about her own release as she clawed at his back.
Never once did she stop and think about what he did about her nail marks across
his back after he left her. They stayed together for a while on the floor both
regaining their breath before moving into her bedroom and another round of love
making.
As the sun began to rise Hermione
watched as Draco rose from her bed and prepared to head back to the manor. ‘It will be better this way,’ she kept
telling herself over and over. Her eyes followed Draco as he made his way back
over to her bed where he kissed her and made his way to the door.
“I love you,” he called back
to her, making his way into the hallway of her apartment.
“I love you too,” she heard
herself saying. It was true she would always love him.
~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~
It had been several weeks since she
had last gotten an owl from Draco. The week after they had their last ‘trysts’
as she had come to calling them, Hermione had used every ounce of will power
not to reply to him. She knew it was for the best. She loved him, but it was
only hurting her in the end, something that she had known since they had begun
seeing each other after he was married. Draco had written several more letters
after she failed to respond to him trying desperately to get in contact with
her. It hurt her heart to do so but she knew that it was better for everyone if
she ignored him; she knew that he knew that it was for the best as well.
Up until the last letter she had
been good about not writing Draco back no matter how much she wanted to see him
again. Gathering up her stationary she knew what she had to do to make his
letters stop for good. It would do no good to either of them if Draco kept
sending her letters. Grabbing her quill
she penned a quick note to Draco before sending it off with her owl. There was
no use of names or any explanations. A quick five words was all she wrote.
I can’t love you anymore.
It was done. It might have been a lie though he never tried to
call her out on it. He simply never
contacted her again, true to his own words all those months ago. Hermione hoped
that he would find happiness eventually. She had been working on that herself
the past few weeks and though she still had rough days somehow she knew that
she’d be alright.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo