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1912 Present meet Past UNDER CONSTRUCTION	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 14310 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: SOME OF THE EVENTS PORTRAYED ARE BASED OFF OF REAL FACTS AND PEOPLE. I do NOT own any Harry Potter characters.That right goes to the AMAZING J.K. Rowling. I do own some of the made up people and places you will encounter.

Chapter List
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*WARNING- PART 1 OF THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT- READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*
This is the first sexual content scene I have ever written so please go easy on me. It was nerve-wracking writing it. I still hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 11- Falling Through the Stars
Tuesday, April 9^th, 1912 08:33pm
Draco recalled the fight he and Hermione had a few hours earlier. He was pissed at himself for calling her a mudblood. He was so angry at her and he was angry at himself for bringing up his engagement, at the end of their date that the word just spilled from his lips; he couldn’t control it. He regretted the fight deeply, but he didn’t regret the after math. She told him she never hated him. He was in such disbelief, that all he could do was stand there, looking at her. He originally wanted to walk away from her after the mistake he made and her list of shit he had done, but then she made that confession and all anger was wiped from his system. It wasn’t until she turned around to leave him, that he was shaken from his frozen trance.
After he kissed her, his thoughts raced and he wondered if she really meant it. Once she confirmed she did, he realized they were just like the fighting couple he saw the night before in front of the pub. He wanted to be like them. Fight with a passion but then quickly make up like nothing had happened. He had gotten that not long ago. He had finally, for once in his life, gotten what he wanted.
*Flashback*
They had cleaned up the soaked picnic with a simple charm. They opted to not wear their wet shoes since it was still raining, so they walked barefoot back to the hotel room in silence. Once the door was securely closed Draco placed a silencing spell up, took two large steps towards Hermione, and kissed her with all the passion he could muster. She opened her mouth for him to deepen the kiss and he didn’t hesitate to comply with her. He pushed her up against the same wall as last time and lifted her up so her legs could wrap around his hips. Her hands entwined in his wet hair and she let out a soft moan into his mouth. It made his dick hard and he wanted all of her; tonight.
He carried her to the bed and gently placed her on her back. He ripped the tie off his neck throwing it to the floor, and started to unbuttoned his shirt, as she watched him from the bed. He leaned back down after all the buttons were undone and kissed her again, only to break the kiss after a few seconds, to start a trailing pecks across her jaw and down her neck. He knew he found her sweet spot when her nails started scratching his chest, making their way down his hard abs. He continued to suck that little spot until the pleasure of the scratching became too much and he almost came in his pants. He needed to slow the experience down, he wanted to the moment to last. He removed his lips from under her ear and leaned off her. He wanted to see her in all her glory, so he ripped the dress from its buttons; ignoring her small protest.
‘He could always repair it or buy her a new one.’
He looked at her in awe, as she lay there, half naked in front of him. He couldn’t get enough. He wanted to take her all in; memorize every detail of her alluring body.
‘She is so beautiful and she was his. Temporarily but his all the same.’
Noticing his stare, she started to cover up her bare chest, but he grabbed her arms to stop her. He kissed her again; releasing her arms, her hands went back to being entangled in his hair. He removed his shirt fully and undid his belt buckle without breaking the intimate kiss. He started back on his trail down her neck but this time he kept going down. Slowly kissing her collar bone first, and then the top of her chest. He could feel the vibrations of the light moans she was letting out and took that as his que to continue. He slowly kissed his way down her chest making his way to her left breast. Cupping her right breast in his hand and he massaged it as he slowly started to suck on the left. She let out a loud moan as his lips popped around the hard nipple, so he treated the right breast the same way; savoring the taste of her.
He continued his path down her body; kissing and licking her right side as he went. She shivered slightly when he reached her ribs and unconsciously grinded his hips into her leg. He made his way back to her stomach and framed her belly button with his tongue before giving it a soft kiss. She lightly giggle and he couldn’t take it anymore. He had to taste her, so he slipped his fingers into her panties and slowly eased them off of her. Grasping her right ankle, he trailed small licks and kisses down her leg, stopping just before her cleanly shaven, wet pussy.
‘She smells so good.’
Draco licked his lips as he traced her clit with his fingers and down her opening. Hermione let out another moan and he pushed a finger inside her. Her hips bucked at the pleasure so he removed his hand from her leg and placed it on her flat stomach, to hold her hip in place. Licking his lips again he lowered his head and kissed her clit has he slowly started to thrust his finger in her. Once he was satisfied with kissing her, he started to lick her sensitive area in small circles while placing a second finger inside of her. She put her hands on the top of his head as she started pushing her hips into is face. He removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. Her breathing was heavy and she was moaning louder now. He was glad he put a silencing charm up. He knew she was about to cum, so putting his fingers back inside of her, he thrusted them fast; in and out as he continued to tease her clit with his tongue. He felt her walls tighten around his fingers as she let out a screaming orgasm.
He let her ride out her climax before removing his hand and licking up her juices.
‘She tastes amazing!’
He stood up but he felt her hands grab his pants as she pulled him down to the bed. She flipped him on his back and straddled him. His dick was so hard now it hurt. He wanted to be inside her and he wanted it now, but she had other ideas. She unbuttoned his pants and slid her shelf off him so she was kneeling on the ground. He lifted his hips to help her as she pulled his pants down. He thought she was going to ride him but instead, he felt a warm wet tongue, trail up his rock hard dick. He lifted his head to see and was dumbfound when he realized what she was about to do. She looked up at him with seductive eyes before placing her lips around the tip of his penis and took him into her mouth. He sucked in a breath before flinging his head back against the bed.
The feeling was overwhelming. He had had blow jobs before, but her soft lips and succulent mouth, made it feel like it was his first time again. He lifted himself up on his elbows and watched as her head bobbed up and down; sucking his dick like it was candy. She couldn’t fit him all the way in her mouth but she didn’t need to. Flicking her tongue in circle around the head every so often, made it difficult for him to breathe. He wasn’t going to last much longer if she kept it up so he grabbed a chunk of her hair and forced his mouth on her. Picking her up off the floor, he threw her on the bed, and spread her legs open, as he leaned in for another kiss. He held his dick in his hand, stoking it a few times before placing it at the front of her entrance. He let out a low growl as he glided his dick up and down her wet pussy; coated the tip in her juice.
He wanted to be gentle, no matter how much his body was telling him to pound her. So he slowly eased his way into her and she released a moan in his mouth. She was so tight and he knew he was big, so he waited a few seconds for her to adjust to him, before pulling out and easing back in, further each time. Once he was all the way in, he moved his hand back up to her still wet hair, and placed a kiss on her forehead. She wrapped her legs around his waist, signaling that she was ready, so he pulled out halfway and thrusted softly into her.
‘God, she felt so good!’
He kept that pace for a little while longer until he knew she was fully used to him. Then he started thrusting harder and faster into her. Flesh pounding flesh. They were now both moaning loudly as the bed hit the wall, over and over again. Draco was in ecstasy as she scratched deeply at his back. He was about to cum but he wanted to wait for her, so he slowed down some and kissed her sweet spot just below her ear. It seemed to have worked because she hooked her legs around his thighs and was now grabbing his ass; pushing him harder into her and she grinded her hips against him. He felt her walls clench around him as she called out his name and she released a second orgasm in his ear. That put him over the edge. He saw stars for a few seconds before his vision went white and he spilled into her, releasing his own climax.
Pulling out of her slightly, he rested his head on her, breathing heavily. He could feel her chest rising and falling fast as she tried catching her breath.
“That was,” she started, still breathing heavily. “That was amazing!”
He lifted his head to look at her and grinned from ear to ear. He placed a kiss on her lips and he fully pulled out of her, rolling on his back.
“You are definitely a little lioness.” He claimed, catching his breath some.
She chuckled at the nickname and he pulled her into his chest; holding her while she fell asleep on him.
*End of Flashback*
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Wednesday, April 10^th, 1912 09:45am
Water. Everywhere; but nowhere. She didn’t know where she was. Ice cold liquid engulfed her and she felt her lungs collapsing. The pain was excruciating; her arms tired from swimming. She didn’t know which way was up. She was drowning, but she could breathe. Every breath she took though, the salty frozen liquid poured into her body, making the pain even more unbearable. She was so cold, so lost, and it was so dark.
She heard people screaming; crying out as if being tortured. She didn’t know where it was coming from. She couldn’t see anything and the water was so still. But she could hear them. They were getting closer, but she still couldn’t see them. Every second, the screams got louder and louder. Her ears hurt and her body was freezing. She just wanted out. But the screaming wouldn’t stop. It just kept getting louder; until she couldn’t take it anymore and let out a scream of her own. The water muffled her voice but she kept screaming. For them, for the pain,…for herself. But just when she thought she couldn’t scream anymore; she felt a hand touch her shoulder; and she cried out again.
“Hermione!”
There was no one there, but someone was saying at her name now. She didn’t know who. The voice was being drowned out by the screams. Her screams. She just wanted it to stop. She wanted all the pain to just stop. She wanted to give up; let it all go, but the voice seemed determine. It was shouting at her now.
“HERMIONE!”
The voice wouldn’t leave her alone. So she stopped screaming. Looking around she finally noticed a faint glow surrounding her. She looked up and saw where it was coming from. There it was. The surface she so desperately craved; her escape. So she swam. She swam like her life depended on it, but the voice was still yelling her name.
“GRANGER!”
She recognized the voice now. It was Draco. She feared he was trapped too, so she stopped swimming and looked around her. But she saw nothing. He was nowhere to be found. She felt lost again but she had to get out of the water. She had to find him. She started swimming again; the water seeming to go on forever. But she could feel that she was close. Her whole body ached. She never experienced this kind of pain before. It was so close to feeling like the Cruciatus curse. But it was ongoing, the pain, it wouldn’t stop. She needed to get out.
She saw the surface finally in reach. She had made it. She kicked her feet a few more times and broke through the barrier. But the nightmare wasn’t over. She saw a large, white, curved railing a few feet from her. It looked like it was sinking; the water bubbling around it. She couldn’t understand why a railing was in the water to begin with, but her mind was dragged elsewhere. Her eyes now focused on the hundreds of screaming people splashing around. She couldn’t see their faces but she knew they were the screams she heard earlier.
They were dying. She wanted to help them. She wanted to save them. She reached out a hand to them but something was pulling at her body. She couldn’t hold on any more. The force pulled her back under the water, but this time, she couldn’t breathe as she screamed her last scream.
“GRANGER! GRANGER WAKE UP!”
Hermione’s eyes shot open and she looked into the terrified face of Draco Malfoy. She felt wet; like someone had poured water on her and her right cheek hurt.
“Wha…What happened?” she asked confused, rubbing her tender cheek as she sat up.
“You were having a nightmare. You were screaming so loud. I…I tried to wake you but you wouldn’t wake up. I tried everything from shaking you to throwing water on you, but nothing was working… I…I had to slap you. I’m sorry! It was the only thing that woke you up.” He explained apologetically as he looked her over.
“It’s okay. Draco I’m okay! Would you stop manhandling me? I’m fine.” she claimed, swatting his hands away from her face.
“Sorry…it’s just that…”
He let his sentence trail off and Hermione could see the sadden look on his features.
“What? What’s wrong? Did I hurt myself in my sleep?” she asked looking herself over.
“No. It’s just that…your screams…they sounded so much like…like the time you were being tortured at the Manor. I thought you were either being cursed or reliving that day.”
“Oh…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” She stated sadly.
“Can I ask you what you’re nightmare was about?”
“I…It was so different. It wasn’t like any other nightmare I have had before. I was drowning, but I wasn’t. The water was freezing cold and I heard screaming. I…I couldn’t find my way out, until I heard you calling my name. I thought you were lost as well, so I swam and swam, until I finally reached the surface and...”
“And what?” he asked concerned.
“…I… I saw hundreds of people screaming and struggling to stay afloat. They were dying Draco. I couldn’t do anything to help them. Then something pulled me back under the water and I woke up.”
“Do you think it means anything?”
“What like a premonition? I don’t believe in that kind of bull. It’s just made up fortune-telling by frauds to get people’s money and seek attention. None of that is real.”
“You believe in magic but you don’t believe in people seeing the future?” he questioned rather confused.
“Magic can be proven.”
“So can predictions. Weren’t you one of the many who entered the ministry and saw all the prophesy orbs? I overheard Voldemort yelling it at Bellatrix, when my father and her lost Potter’s prophesy.”
“I…I didn’t have a prediction! It was just a nightmare and we are leaving it at that!” she demanded.
“Okay, okay sorry. Don’t need to bite my head off about it.” He surrendered, putting his hands up in defense.
“Sorry…What time is it anyway?” she asked calmly.
“Almost ten, we have about an hour to get ready. Ship leaves at noon. We can either wait to eat then or we can grab something small before heading out.”
“Let’s just eat on the ship. I’m not really hungry right now.”
“Okay. I’ll start packing up our things.” He leaned over and place a gentle kiss on her forehead before standing up.
Hermione sat on the bed for a little while longer as Draco headed off to pack up their luggage. She couldn’t wrap her mind around that nightmare.
‘It felt like she was really there. Maybe it’s just from nerves? It was the first time she would be sailing across the ocean. Maybe the thought of being on the open water terrified her, but only her subconscious was aware? That seems like the more logical answer; not some stupid prediction. But then why was it so hard for Draco to wake her? Was she in such a deep sleep that made the nightmare feel real? Yes, that must be it. It was just another nightmare. It wasn’t real. At least this one wasn’t from the war.’
She finished her thoughts and decided it was just fear that was getting to her; the fear of open water. She eased herself off the bed, grabbing her wand in the process, and made her way to the bathroom to freshen up. She was adamant she wouldn’t let fear of the ocean, keep her from enjoying her first time on a ship, a luxury ship at that. The one and only, Titanic.
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