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A Week in November	By : TempestLore Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 8840 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Eleven

        “I’m listening,” Hermione said and Draco sighed.
     “Baby, you’ve been through a harrowing experience and now really isn’t the time. We should get you out before you prune, get you dressed in something warm, a hot meal and some tea.”
     “Draco, why won’t you talk to me?”
     “It’s not that love. It’s not,” he said and he leaned down and gave me a lingering kiss. “I almost lost you and I’m fucked up over it at the moment,” he said and his eyes teared up. “I love you so much. If I had lost you back there,” he said and then he hugged me tight against him, refusing to let go.
     “I’m here and I’m already feeling better. It’s alright Dragon, I’m not going anywhere,” I said and for the first time since I’d remembered him I saw my husband’s vulnerability. Some women might find that unsexy, but Draco had literally saved my life, both physically and emotionally. Seeing him so affected by the thought of losing me only made me love him more. It was as if he wasn’t so good and put together like he wanted people to think he was. He had weaknesses just like me, just like everyone.
     “I’m sorry. You’re the one who nearly died in that bloody Asylum and here I am crying like a pussy,” he said and he turned away as not to let me see him cry.
     “Draco don’t do that. Don’t turn away. Let me help you. You’re hurting and I want to be there for you. Look at me,” I said but he wouldn’t. “How do you think I felt when you witnessed one of my panic attacks? I leaned on you though. Am I not good enough for you?”
     “What? That’s utter nonsense, of course you’re good enough. Never say that again,” he said and he kissed the top of my head.
     “That’s how I feel when you do that to me,” I said and I laced my fingers in his and brought his hand to my mouth where I kissed it.
     “When I do what babe?” he asked sincerely.
     “Turn away from me like you did. Not share with me what’s going on with you. You know, you might be my Healer but you’re also my husband and I’m your wife. You’re not supposed to keep things from me. You should let me help you. Even a Healer hurts sometimes and if I can’t mend my husband’s broken heart then what good am I at all?” I said and I would have done anything for him right at that moment. Anything and everything, but he had to let me.
   “I’m sorry, you’re right. You’re right Hermione. I guess I got so used to being alone.”
     “It’s more than that. You spend all your time worrying about me, so much that you don’t consider your own well-being.”
     “I thought I lost you. I saw you on that filthy floor and my heart was in my throat. I need you,” he said, his voice deep and affected. “I need you so much sometimes it scares me,” he said and all I wanted right at that moment was him. All of him.
     “You have me Draco and I’m not going anywhere. You’re my Dragon. You’re everything to me too,” I said and then I straddled him in the tub. My body still ached and I had more than a few bruises from the way I was manhandled by Janet and the security guard who had tossed me into my cell, but I didn’t care. I wanted my husband and it had to be making love to him. It was about time I was able to do something for him, and he needed to be loved. He spent years alone, without me, and yes, I had an inkling that he slept with Janet, but it didn’t matter. I wanted him to tell me in his own time, but that wasn’t going to stop me from loving on the man of my heart. He was mine and I was going to show him that. “Lay back,” I said and he did as I asked as I took him in hand. His cock hardened almost immediately upon feeling my touch.
     “You’re so beautiful,” he purred and his eyes were silver puddles. I held his gaze as I lovingly stroked him and when he was fully erect I scooted back on him and squatted over my loving husband. “Oh yeah, baby,” he moaned when I took him inside me. I arched my back and eased over him further until his whole length was deep within me and there I began to rock.
     “You feel so good,” I said as I made love to my husband. With his fingertips he traced the contours of my small but firm breasts. My nipples pebbled and he leaned up and flicked his tongue over them. Sweat beaded on his forehead as I watched him and he appeared enthralled by our sex as much as I was. When he moaned, I intensified my efforts and I quickened my pace. He squeezed my breasts together with his strong hands, kneading my flesh in such a pleasurable way as I rode him and then his arms encircled me and his mouth clamped onto my nipple. He knew what his playful nips did to me and I gushed with wetness. “Mmm yes, fuck my cock baby,” he urged in a wild and guttural voice that was driving me wild. The water splashed over the tub more than once as his thick cock slid into me faster and faster still. I lost it when I felt his fingers on my clit and we were both dangerously close to orgasm.
     “I love you Dragon,” I called out and then he groaned in sensuous pleasure as he spilled his seed into me.

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     It was in the wee hours of the night that I had the dream. “He’s coming for me Mummy. Hide me,” Edmond said and I sat bolt upright in bed. I was panting and fear gripped me as I turned to the sleeping blond. “Draco wake up,” I said and I nudged him.
     “What is it?” he asked and he went on alert as he reached for his wand.
     “It’s Edmond. We have to gather him. Now. He’s coming for him. We have to get him and it has to be right now.” I leapt from bed and Draco leapt after me.
     “Stop it. Get back into bed. I already sent Potter after him. He should be back by morning.”
     “No, you don’t understand Draco. Edmond was reaching out to his mother. Me! He needs us. He’s in danger.”
     “It was just a dream,” Draco said but he hurriedly dressed. He too was worried, I could see it on his face. “Blast!”
     “What is it?” I asked when Draco stopped and threw his hands in the air.
     “I can’t leave you. We just have to wait for Potter.”
     “Draco, but what about Edmond. I’m telling you, he was calling out to me. I don’t know how or why but he said he’s coming! His Master—“
     “Baby, stop it. I’m going to give you something that will help you sleep,” Draco said and he reached into his medical bag.
     “No! I don’t want to sleep, I want Edmond!”
     “I know you do, so do I. Look, Potter is skilled right? He’s killed loads of vampires already in the war, he can handle gathering Edmond on his own, and even if he can’t, your mate, Ron, is there to offer support.”
     “Draco I’m scared.”
     “I know you are, but I won’t leave you. I swore I wouldn’t, and in case you have forgotten, we broke you out of an insane asylum. We didn’t have legal paperwork to do that.”
     “You mean, I’m perhaps wanted by authorities?” I asked, finally realizing the gravitas of the situation.
     “Yes love, for now anyway, until we clear our names.”
     “Oh my God, you’re in trouble too, because of me,” I said when it dawned on me that Draco had put everything on the line to free me from that death prison. “And Harry…Draco what if Aurors stop him? What if he can’t bring Edmond to us?”
     “Then we will collect our son by whatever means necessary.”
     “This is all my fault. If I had listened to you and not gone to see Janet—how could you sleep with her, Draco? How could you? She hates me so much. She’s a vile, despicable woman,” I cried and there it was, I was acting the total bitch as I accused my loving husband of infidelity.
     “This isn’t your fault!” he said with a raised voice. “It’s my fault. Here, just take this. It will help you to relax,” he said and he passed me a small potion bottle that was uncapped. I swallowed the foul tasting, green liquid.

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     “Daddy!” Edmond said and he leapt into Draco’s arms. He peppered his son with kisses and gave him a second hug for good measure. He had never been so happy to see anyone in all of his life.
     “Your Mum and I missed you so much,” he said setting his son down and handing him a lolly to suck on. “Now don’t tell your Mum that I gave you candy,” he chuckled and Edmond nodded as he tore open the wrapper. “Thank you Potter, for gathering Edmond and you know for last night as well. The legilimens thing,” Draco said uncomfortably as he raked a hand through his hair.
     “Ah that, yeah, uh, your welcome,” Harry said “’Mione?” he asked.
     “I had to give her a sleeping potion. She was having nightmares. You didn’t run into anyone at the cottage?”
     “Er—no. I mean Ron and Lavender were there, and Luna.”
     “But nobody else, yeah?” Draco asked again, just to be sure.
     “You mean like Aurors?”
     “Or anything else, perhaps a creature of the night?” he said and he pointed down to Edmond and put his finger to his mouth to shush Potter in case he should be stupid enough to say the V word.
     “Ah, that would be a negative. No signs as of yet. I left word with the commander of the army though to be on the look out for him. Speaking of which we are expected to head back. I can probably buy us an additional day but no more. Malfoy, I want to arrest Healer Mungo for what she did to Hermione. How do you feel about that?”
     “Are you joking, I feel great about her having a long Azkaban sentence. However, I need information out of her. She told Hermione that she was responsible for her memory loss. I want to know whether or not she was telling the truth or just taunting my wife to cause her more undue trauma.”
     “You think she would lie about such a thing?” Harry asked.
     “I don’t know. She and I did have a—past. I wouldn’t put it past her. Fuck, she delivered my son,” Draco said when he realized that Janet was far too involved in their lives and had been for years. It was not a smart decision on his part. “We trusted her with too much. I just never thought—“
     “You knew she fancied you, yeah?” Harry asked.
     “I did. I thought I had her, what I mean to say is that I thought she wasn’t a problem.”
     “You thought she was in love with you so much that she would never do anything to hurt you?”
     “Something like that.”
     “I’m going to question her. I will feel my way around that subject, see if she is open to answering.”
     “Veritserum would be more useful,” Draco said.
     “Ministry keeps a tight hold on it. It’s only used in the most severe of cases.”
     “I can brew it,” he offered and Harry pondered the idea.
     “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I’ll let you know how it goes tonight after I’ve hauled her in. Do you mind if I stay the night here? Last night when I went to pick up Edmond, Luna was well, she was…We had a row, a bad one. It will just be one night. I don’t want to go back home right now,” Harry said and Draco cocked an eyebrow.
     “The baby thing?” Draco asked.
     “Yeah, how did you know?”
     “I’m a Healer. I don’t just treat physical ailments,” Draco said and Harry looked down at his feet. “Do you want to talk about it?” Draco figured he owed him that much, probably more.
     “She wants a divorce,” Harry stated bluntly.
     “Have a seat,” Draco said and he motioned to the sitting room by the great, stone fireplace. It was still early and Hermione and Professor Snively were sleeping so it gave the men a chance to talk. “What brought this on?”
     “It’s no big deal. I’m fine really,” he lied. Potter was a very bad liar at that.
     “You’re wife just asked you for a divorce and yet you want me to believe that you’re fine?”
     “Yeah, I mean no. I’m not fine at all,” Harry said and he buried his head in his hands.
     “Why don’t you want to have kids Harry?” Draco asked.
     “I dunno really, I just don’t. I—didn’t have a very good childhood. The Dursley’s—“
     “I had an awful childhood too, but I still wanted kids.”
     “Yeah, you’re a good D-Dad too. It’s surprising really,” Harry stuttered.
     “So what’s the real reason, Harry?” Draco asked and he forced himself to call him by his first name.
     “She’s nutters. Luna is bloody bonkers! I’m afraid our kids will be—well you know?”
     “Like her,” Draco finished his sentence.
     “Is that wrong?”
     “No, it seems legitimate. You knew this about Luna when you married her though.”
     “Yeah,” Harry said somberly.
     “Do you have any regrets about marrying Luna Lovegood?”
     “Loads!” Harry said in relief. “Merlin it feels so good to get that out.”
     “So it’s not so much that you don’t want kids as it is that you don’t want kids with Luna,” Draco said and Harry nodded.
     “I’m awful. I hate myself for feeling this way.”
     “Well you’re not awful, you’re just not in love with her, not the way a married couple should be. So perhaps this divorce is a good thing?” Draco offered and then he watched as Harry’s expression changed from dour and hopeless to bright and hopeful.
     “You’re really good at this Malfoy. Thanks, I feel better.”
     “You will once you stop fighting destiny and ask your soul mate out on a date,” Professor Snively said as he entered the room and took a seat by the fire. “Oh I’m sorry, I was eavesdropping. Good shrinkage Draco,” Snively said and he nodded to the blond. Draco nodded his thanks for the compliment.
     “If you don’t mind this is personal, and I’d rather hear Draco’s opinion since he’s a qualified Healer,” Harry said politely to the old man.
     “Harry, listen to him. He’s of the ancient order of Matchmakers. He has a good track record too. He matched Hermione and me,” Draco said and Harry’s jaw dropped.
     “Hermione never told me,” Harry said. “So who should I have been dating all this time?” Harry asked. “I mean, can you see my match then, is that how it works?”
     “Oh yes, I can see her plain as day. She’s terribly miserable in her current life, but that will change when she is reacquainted with you,” Snively said and Draco found himself fascinated by the conversation.
     “So back at school, you could see Hermione when you looked at me?”
     “Yes, and when I looked at her I saw you,” Snively said breezily. “It’s annoying at times. How would you like it if you had to see who everyone on the planet is meant to be with?”
     “Seems a bit daunting. How do you distinguish between those who you were meant to match and those you won’t?” Draco asked.
     “If he knows who everyones matches are, shouldn’t he match everyone?” Harry said naively and Draco shook his head while Snively laughed.
     “It doesn’t work quite that way. When I am meant to make a match, because either party is too stubborn to marry on their own and the match wouldn’t happen without my intervention, I know, and then I make the match.”
     “How do you know?” Harry asked.
     “Let me give you an example. You will appreciate this Draco,” Snively chuckled again. “When I had Draco and Hermione in my class I was shown their perspective matches immediately. They look like bubbles over a person’s head. Over his head I saw her and over hers I saw him. At first the floating heads didn’t speak and so I ignored them. That is what yours, Mr. Potter, looks like right now. I see your match, but she isn’t speaking to me. Eventually the heads start talking, endlessly sometimes. The bubble over your wife’s head which was of you Draco, used to curse at me often and without remorse, telling me things like, “Make the bloody match you buffoon, I’m not getting any younger.”
     “I said that to you?” Draco smirked.
     “Your talking head did, yes, and your wife’s in contrast formed a list of one thousand reasons why you were the right wizard for her. I had to listen to those reasons for weeks on end. She was very persuasive too. I could shut neither talking head up, so eventually I came up with that ruse about the lewd conduct to force you lot to marry. I needed some peace and quiet!” Snively said and Draco and Harry bust into laughter. Draco laughed so hard his sides hurt.
     “So the squeaky wheel gets the grease then. You don’t make a match until you are forced to in order to preserve your own sanity,” Draco said through laughter.
     “I get it I think,” Harry said. “Can you tell me who my match is? You said I would get reacquainted, so that means that I already know her.”
     “Or him, oh yes sometimes a person’s match isn’t of the opposite sex.”
     “I’m not gay,” Harry said as a matter of fact.
     “Are you certain of that?” Snively replied cryptically but then he chuckled. “I’m just teasing you. I don’t see names. It doesn’t work that way. I only see faces.”
     “Well what does she look like?”
     “Do you really want to know? If I tell you and you ignore what I tell you bad things will occur in your life. Only ask me if you are intent on fulfilling the match.”
     “Yeah, and I’m still married. Is it Luna?” Harry asked.
     “If I were you,” Snively said carefully, “I would let the divorce go through.”
     “Right, so you’re saying that I’m married to the wrong woman. Brilliant,” Harry said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
     “I didn’t say that,” Snively smiled.
     “But you did, didn’t you? Draco?” Harry looked at the blond for answers.
     “My advice to you earlier still stands,” Draco answered him indirectly.
     “So let the divorce go through. It’s not Ginny is it? No, it can’t be, she’s too butch for my taste. I like girly girls. This is going to drive me insane trying to figure out who it is!”

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     Edmond was the best gift a girl could ask for as he jumped on the bed and giggled. I was soaring as I spent some quality time with my family. “One more airplane and then it’s nap time,” Draco said as father and son horsed around on the bed. I couldn’t ever remember being happier. I gazed at my hand at the diamond marquis with silver band and then at the intricate silver band that was my wedding band. They were gorgeous rings and I just wished that I remembered picking them out with Draco. I was reminded that I was still missing huge chunks of my memory and I frowned.
     “What’s wrong love?” Draco asked after he put Edmond down for a much needed nap.
     “It’s just these rings, they’re so beautiful, but I don’t remember you giving them to me,” I said holding my hand out.
     “The diamond ring we picked out together. You wanted a smaller one because we were a bit tight on galleons and I didn’t want to use Father’s money to pay for it, but I surprised you and got the bigger one after I got a fairly significant raise in pay,” Draco said and he laid down on the bed where he pulled me into his loving arms.
     “It’s perfect. It’s the ring I always wanted and then some,” I said admiring its beauty. “What about the wedding band?”
     “Ah, that ring is a family heirloom. It was a matching set. They belonged to some relative of mine, a Malfoy obviously. We didn’t have rings when we married since it happened so suddenly, so that came after.”
     “Tell me about the ring Dragon,” I said and I admired it. It was a silver band with vines upon it and it had an M for Malfoy engraved in the center of it. It looked priceless and old and it fit me like a glove.
     “I’m not entirely sure. It was passed down to me and that’s all I really remember. I’m sorry, I should really know more about it. I’ll have to ask the next time I’m forced to go to the Manor.”
     “Yes, you will,” I said deep in thought. There was something there, something in the dark recesses of my mind and yet I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it had something to do with the ring.
     “Potter will be back soon, he’s bringing Janet in for questioning and perhaps he will make an arrest. That gives us just enough time to make love,” Draco said and he wagged his eyebrows. “Strip woman,” he said in a sexy voice. “I plan to violate you in numerous ways,” he purred and my heart skipped a beat.
     “Yes Sir,” I said, only half kidding.
     “Mmm I like that,” he said and he unzipped his trousers and took himself in hand. “How does this make you feel when I do this to myself,” he asked as he stroked his engorged cock. It was so far as cocks go, a beautiful cock indeed. It was thick and long, but not so big that I felt myself being ripped open when we made love. I felt a gush of wetness upon watching him stroke himself.
     “Gods that turns me on watching you,” I said and I slipped my hand down the front of my pants as if out of instinct.
     “Mmm, good girl,” he moaned out. “You’re a perfect little perv. Do you remember when you used to watch me masturbating in the shower, back when we shared a dorm? I always knew you were watching me,” he chuckled as he continued to stroke his glorious cock.
     “I wish I did. Did I perhaps give you oral sex after watching you? I’m getting the urge to take that beautiful cock into my mouth,” I said and then I covered my mouth with my hand.
     “See, you are remembering. Don’t be ashamed, we like to get kinky babe, it’s part of who we are and I’m a seasoned dirty talker but then so are you,” he said with a smirk and then he laid his hand on my head and forced my head down between his legs. I was absolutely energized as I threw off my shirt and then went to town sucking his rock hard wood. I massaged his balls as I licked the tip of his head and then I went in for the kill as I deep throated him.
     “Yessss,” he hissed. “I want to fuck your hot little mouth,” he said and then my pants were being tugged off. “Turn around,” he ordered and suddenly we were lying on our sides, feet to head. I moaned and parted my legs when I felt his soft blond hair brush against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.
     “Oh Gods Draco, yessss,” I moaned out when his tongue flicked against my bud. He sucked and licked and I was coming unglued as I reached around and caressed his firm arse, pushing him deeper into my mouth.
     “That feels so good…Oh…,” I wailed as my climax hit me. “Fuck my mouth, I want your cock deep,” I said with my head in the clouds. He began to buck into my mouth and his cock filled my entire mouth as he pushed himself in even deeper. I could feel him at the back of my throat and I sucked him oh so good. He was moaning loudly and I knew he was close. Our bodies had taken over and I don’t know what propelled me to do it, perhaps muscle memory I don’t know. When I did it he came totally unglued as I slipped a finger up his arse and then pumped it into him while I sucked his glorious cock. He immediately came and his semen splashed against the back of my throat just as my own orgasm clobbered me like a rogue bludger screaming through the night. I was a shooting star, flaming through the night sky and my climax kept building and building until it finally ended in a crescendo of symphonic perfection.
     “Fuck, I love you so much. I missed that,” Draco said and when I looked up at him he had tears in his eyes he was so affected by our love making.
     “Was it always like that?” I asked in a mild state of shock. My body was still shaking from the mind blowing orgasms my husband had given to me.
     “Yes,” he said and he pulled me into his arms. “I missed you so fucking much Hermione. I want to tell you everything, all you have to do is ask. I’m so happy to have you back. I love you so bloody much.”
     “I love you too. God I love you Draco,” I said. “You have to tell me about Janet though. Whatever it is, its alright. Please don’t be afraid to tell me that you slept with her. I know you love me.”
     “I slept with her and I’m sorry,” he finally said. I wasn’t prepared for the crushing blow that hearing those words would do. I just laid there for a moment, gathering myself and then I slipped off the bed where I went to dress. “You said—“
     “I know what I said and I meant it. I—I just hate her so much. It’s not natural how much I hate her and I’m not sure if its because she tried to kill me by putting me in that blasted Asylum, or if its because she had my sweet Draco inside her man-eater pussy!” I shouted.
     “It didn’t mean anything and I was drunk at the time. Please, let me explain. I need you to understand.”
     “I’m not ready to hear it. I’m sorry. I know I need to but I just can’t.”
     “You know you and Ron also— That isn’t easy for me either but--“
     “I know what we did and I hate it! Oh Draco, is this going to ruin our marriage? I love you so much.”
     “No, it’s not going to ruin us, not if we don’t let it,” he said and he pulled me back onto the bed where we snogged like a couple of teenagers.

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*Thank you for the reviews!! In answer to a reviewer question, I don't hate Ron. Maybe I should have said it but Ron did look for Hermione when she went missing, he just couldn't find her so he did the right thing and contacted Harry. With Edmond in bed he and Lavender got carried away on the couch is all. lol. Thanks so much for your review, and that goes to everyone who took the time to leave one :) Pretty big reveal coming in the next chapter, but it's not quite over yet, so at least two or three big reveals still left in this story. Hope you enjoyed, let me know!
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