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The Affair	By : snowblind12 & Lissa Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 55609 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Sunday morning Hermione woke up rested. Harry had insisted on her taking a calming draught in addition to the sleeping draught. It had been good advice. She woke feeling very rested and, despite everything that had happened the day before, she also felt calm and relieved.
She rolled out of bed and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Ginny was definitely her mother's daughter. There was an absolute feast on the kitchen table. "Ginny, there's enough food here to feed an army!"
Ginny shrugged. "I like to cook..and Harry likes to eat." Hermione laughed.
Ginny handed Hermione a hot cup of fresh coffee. "Besides, I know you hardly ate anything yesterday. So, this is as much for you as for him. And, I'm sure Ron will be over soon."
Sure enough, the sound of the floo in the next room was followed shortly by Ron's smiling face walking into the kitchen. Much to Hermione's pleasant surprise, Susan was following behind him. Ron had married Susan Bones about a year after Hermione had married Theo.
Hermione dashed over to Susan and gave her a huge hug. Susan smiled softly. "Hey, Hermione. I'm sorry life is such a shitter right now."
Hermione laughed and shrugged, "yeah, well, it can only get better..right?"
Susan nodded. "Your better off.. I never liked the fucker."
Hermione burst out laughing. Susan had always been very fond of Theo and used to joke that after she divorced Ron she was going to steal Theo away. It had been a running joke amongst the three couples.
Harry walked in the kitchen shortly after Ron and Susan and they all sat down to eat.
"So, what do you need from us today, Mione?" Ron asked.
Hermione shrugged as she ate another bite of eggs. After she swallowed, she replied. "I think I'm going to look for an apartment today."
Ginny and Harry both started protesting. "Hermione, stay with us! We have tons of room and it will be like old times."
Hermione smiled and shook her head. "No, but thank you..thank you both." She smiled warmly at them for their generous offer. "I...I really want my own place." She swallowed some pumpkin juice. "I just want to get settled. I want to see an attorney, get the divorce process rolling and move on with my life."
Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of the door bell. Harry got up and headed for the door. They were all listening and their heads turned to Hermione when it was Theo's voice they heard.
"Listen, you have no right to be here," Harry said angrily.
Theo's voice was pleading. "I know that. I know...just..please, give her this. Will you just...give her this letter? And tell her that I love her and I'm more sorry than I could ever..." His voice broke off as they heard the door slam.
They heard Harry go up the stairs and then come back down. All eyes were on him as he walked into the kitchen and looked at Hermione. "I know you all heard that. Hermione, I put the letter in your room."
He sat back down and took a sip of coffee before pushing his half eaten breakfast away. Hermione pushed hers away as well. She had no appetite. What could that bastard possibly have to say? She rolled her eyes. If he loved her, he shouldn't have pushed her away and he certainly wouldn't have had a five year affair. Suddenly, she felt like being alone. She stood up and started to walk out of the kitchen. Just before exiting she turned back to the concerned faces of her friends. "I love you guys. Thank you for...well..thanks." With that she left the kitchen and dashed up the stairs. The letter was on her bed. She tossed the letter in her suitcase. She might read it..one day. But, she had no interest in anything he had to say right now. She grabbed some clean clothes and headed for the shower.
An hour later she went downstairs and found her four friends sitting in the living room. Ron held up the Sunday Daily Prophet. She took it from him.
She saw the red marks placed by apartment listings. "We marked the one's we thought you might be interested in, " Ron said.
Ginny smiled at her. "We also called Pavarti. She's making calls now about getting you some Sunday showings."
Hermione sat down and looked over the listings. "This is great!" She looked up and smiled at her friends. "Thanks you guys."
They spent the day running around looking at flats. Pavarti had really come through. She was not only able to get Hermione in to see the ones they had marked, but a few that had not been listed yet as well. There was a reason Patil Realtors was the top rated real estate agency for magical properties in all of Great Britain.
Hermione found a flat she loved. It was on the top floor of a three story building close to Diagon Alley. The bottom floor was a stationery and party store and the top two floors were leased apartments. This third floor flat was perfect for Hermione. It had lots of windows letting in tons of natural light, which Hermione loved. It had two bedrooms, a dining room, a living room/den, an eat in kitchen and 2 1/2 baths. The best part was there were wrought iron stairs that corkscrewed up to the roof, where she had a beautiful roof top terrace. She made the deposit and would be moving in the next day.
That evening the five of them went out to dinner at Hermone's favorite Italian restaurant. After four shared bottles of chianti and more pasta than she had ever eaten in one sitting, she was exhausted. it had been a great day accept for the fact that the catalyst was the collapse of her marriage. Her life had been such a roller coaster the past week. From her relationship with Draco, to Theo's affair, to finding an apartment. This had all happened since Wednesday. No wonder she was so tired.
When they got back to Grimmauld Place, there was a note left for Hermione in the owl post drop box. Ginny handed it to Hermione. "It must be another note from Theo."
Hermione took it from Ginny, immediately recognizing the spiky writing of Draco Malfoy. She sighed heavily. Thinking about Draco was something she had hoped to put off. She really wasn't ready to make any decisions about her relationship with him. The thought of submitting to him or anyone for that matter, left a bad taste in her mouth after everything that had happened. He was also Theo's best friend. The letter was probably him breaking it off anyway.
"I'm going to bed. Thanks guys for taking such good care of me today." She hugged each of her four friends in turn and headed up to bed. She tossed Draco's note into her suitcase with Theo's. She just didn't have the energy or the desire to worry with either of them.
She fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.
The next morning she sent a message to Lizzy that she was taking a sick day and with the help of her friends, got moved into her new flat. She enlarged all the shrunken possessions and took her time finding the best place to put them. It didn't take too long. She was going to have to go furniture shopping as she had left all the furniture at Theo's. She only took the items that were hers and weren't shared. She didn't want anything that would remind her of him in her new home.
At 1:30pm she met with Benny Smithers. He was the best divorce attorney in magical London. Hermione insisted they not meet at his office as she didn't want any reporters or bystanders seeing her visiting a divorce attorney. The last thing she wanted was her divorce to be announced on the front page of the newspaper. It would get out soon enough, but she would enjoy the peace and privacy as long as possible. Benny assured her he could have her divorced in less than a month, as long as Theo cooperated. If he resisted, it could take longer and get messy. Hermione was asking for nothing monetary. Theo came from wealth, but she wanted no part of his money. She had plenty of her own. Because she was asking for nothing more than Theo's signature, Benny was very optimistic he could get her quick results.
Around 8pm her friends left for home after they had feasted on Chinese takeout with chopsticks on her kitchen floor. She walked from room to room. She loved her new apartment but, she felt alone. She was no longer part of a couple. She wasn't one of those witches that always had to have a boyfriend and who's self worth was determined by who she was dating or married to, but she was used to having Theo's company. She was used to him being around. She was used to the comfort of being married and all that encompassed. Now she was alone. She wished Crookshanks was still alive. The thought of her beloved half kneazle was the final straw. The tears flowed freely down her cheeks.
She sat on the floor in the living room and let the tears fall. There was no use fighting it and it would help her feel better. It would exhaust her and she would sleep. She had finally stopped crying and had just stood up when there was a knock at her door. She tiptoed to the door and looked out the peephole. Draco!
"Let me in, Hermione. I can hear you breathing."
She rolled her eyes and opened the door. Draco walked in, his eyes on her and full of concern.
"Draco, what are you doing here? How did you find me?" She was tired and her words and tone told him he wasn't wanted.
He didn't answer her questions. She looked tired and her eyes were blotchy. "Are you ok?" He asked, cautiously.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm fine. You can walk away now knowing that I'm ok." Her tone was short and dismissive.
His posture slumped slightly and a defeated look came over his face. He said quietly. "Do you want me to walk away? Are you finished with me as well?"
She looked from the floor up to his eyes. She saw the hurt. She sighed. "Draco..I don't know what end is up right now." She exhaled and got a better look at him. He looked tired. "What did Theo tell you? What do you know about all this?"
Draco stepped towards her. "I've been with him all day. He told me about Daphne and the journals and, well, I guess he told me everything." He stopped talking and then said, "Granger, I don't give a flying fuck about him right now. You're all I'm worried about. My mind has been on you all day."
He was standing close. Her brown eyes continued looking up into his grey. She didn't say anything. Despite herself, her heart started racing. The way he was looking at her. She shook her head slightly, willing herself to snap out of this...hold he had over her.
"Why didn't you owl me today, as I instructed in the owl I sent you?" He asked, his tone irritated.
Hermione shrugged, "I didn't read your owl."
"Why not?" He demanded.
"Because...because...I don't know why..ok?" She threw her hands in the air and then ran them through her hair. "You're Theo's best friend, Draco! Your allegiance is to him. Besides, you made it clear you liked it that I was married. You liked having a married submissive who would make no demands and have no real hold over you." She laughed.. "News flash..I'm getting divorced."
Draco watched her, a stunned expression as he absorbed what she said. He asked, incredulously, "You think..you think I don't want you anymore?"
She swallowed and stepped back from him, his gaze intense. He stepped towards her and pushed her against the wall. He crashed his mouth to hers. He grabbed her hand and pulled it down to the hard bulge in his jeans. He whispered, his tone passionate, but angry. "Does this feel like I don't want you?"
He kissed her again, softer this time. After a minute, she pushed him away. "Draco..stop. I can't do this right now." He stepped back from her, taking a deep breath.
She sighed. "Look, I...I can't think straight right now, ok?"
They were silent for a minute. Her eyes moved back up to his. "Did you know? Did you know about Daphne?," she asked tentatively, fearing his answer. His silence and unaltered expression told her all she needed. "You bastard," she whispered.
He shook his head, his tone slightly defensive. "Granger, I didn't know until very recently and I didn't find out from Theo. He never told me about any of it until today."
She felt sick. "But, you knew! You knew..and you didn't tell me. Is that why you pursued me?" Her look was venomous.
He exhaled, his hands on his hips, watching her..willing her to understand. He brought his voice down a notch, speaking softly. He needed her to calm down. "Astoria let it slip..by accident, that Daphne and Theo had a thing. I didn't know any of the details. I asked and she wouldn't tell me. I swear! I knew very little, and I only found out recently."
She was silent, staring at him. He had not answered her question fully.
He swallowed. He didn't want her slipping away from him. He needed to tread carefully. "Yes, the knowledge that Theo was ..." He paused. "Hermione, I've wanted you since Hogwarts. I've told you this! While Theo was fucking Daphne at Hogwarts, I only had eyes for you. When I trained with Rudolphis it was always you who I imagined. When I was with other witches I wished they were you! And yes...when I found out about Theo, it..it was a relief. Because.." his voice became softer. "Because, it meant I could finally go after what I always wanted."
She shook her head. "Why didn't you tell me about Theo, Draco? Why did you let me carry that guilt?" She paused and continued. "I was so hell bent on him not finding out because I didn't want to hurt him. I didn't want to harm my marriage." She took a breath and sighed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I had so much guilt and you let me feel that guilt ..knowing he was cheating on me!" She slid to the floor. Her voice hurt, defeated. "Why didn't you tell me?"
He crouched before her, his voice soft. "Hermione, I didn't know enough about it. I didn't know the extent of his relationship with her." He paused. "You told me you loved him, Pet... I..I didn't want to hurt you. And..despite what he'd done..Theo loved you. I knew that he loved you." He sat down in front of her. His voice was soft, pleading. "I would have told you if I had known the extent of what was going on."
They were silent for a minute. "I'm sorry, Hermione. I should have told you. In hindsight, I handled it wrong..and I'm sorry."
Neither one said anything for a couple minutes. They just looked at each other, his look one of pleading, hers of anger.
She couldn't help the rage that was building up inside of her. "Tell me, Draco." Her tone became sarcastic. "Excuse me, tell me, 'Sir'." She made air quotes when she said 'Sir' and rolled her eyes.
He shook his head. His tone one of warning. "Careful, Pet."
"You think I'm still your Pet? Are you kidding?" She let out a humorless laugh. "You said you were going to take care of me! So tell me...is your idea of taking care of me, hiding the truth from me? Letting me suffer guilt and humiliation? Was that...enjoyable for you?"
He stood up and looked down at her, angry. "You're being unfair, Granger." He shook his head. "I told you I didn't know the extent of what was going on. I've also apologized. It's Monday and this whole thing between us started Wednesday. If things had continued the way they were headed between us, I probabaly would have told you." He let out a growl in frustration and walked away from her, sighing with exasperation. He was looking out the window, down at the street.
She slowly stood, the realization that she was pushing him away, and suddenly feeling the loss of him as well. "Draco, look. I'm ..I'm a mess. I..I." Suddenly tears were streaming down her face. He looked back at her, his face collapsing from anger to concern.
He dashed to her in four large, quick steps and pulled her into his arms. "Oh, Baby..shhh...shhh. Please don't cry. It's going to be ok. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
She wrapped her arms around him and let him hold her. He slid to the the floor and pulled her onto his lap. She curled up in his arms, welcoming his warmth, his masculinity, his smell...
He kissed the top of her head and whispered softly. "I told him, Granger. I told him he was a fool. I told him he would never meet another witch like you. Daphne isn't half the woman you are...much less half the witch. I told him I had always wanted you. I told him I was going to pursue you."
"What?" Hermione asked him with stunned disbelief. She looked up at him, her mouth falling open. "What did he say?"
"He didn't say anything. He attacked me. He tried to punch me, but I ducked and punched him in the gut." He swallowed and looked down at her. "Don't you see, Pet? It's always been you."
She continued looking up at him, his grey eyes soft and focused on her brown. Her tears stopped and she continued watching him. Need suddenly overtook sense and she kissed him. He froze, and then kissed her back urgently. She wrapped her arms around his neck and turned to straddle him.
He pulled his wand out of his pocket and cast a cushioning charm on the hardwood floor before laying her back. He nuzzled her neck and planted soft kisses up her neck, over her jaw and to her mouth. He whispered. "Tell me now if you want me to stop."
His words brought her back to the here and now. "Stop," she whispered, breathlessly. He pulled back from her and swallowed heavily, willing himself to maintain control.
She looked into his hungry eyes as he towered over her. "I want to, Draco. I really want to...but, I can't. I just can't." She shimmied out from under him and jumped to her feet.
He let out a heavy sigh and rolled onto his back.
She started to pace, ringing her hands. He sat up and watched her.
She looked back at him, her face one of concern. "I'm sorry, Draco. I shouldn't have kissed you. I ...I want you..badly, but I need some time. I need to...absorb everything that's happened." She swallowed, contemplating everything he had just said to her. Her voice was soft, slightly hesitant. "Draco...I'm confused. I thought you just wanted me as your submissive. You're talking like you want...more."
He stood. His look became smoldering. He grinned, walking towards her. "Ohh, Pet. I want your submission, without question I want your submission! But that's just it. You're the only witch for me. These past few days..." He swallowed. "I want you...all of you. Your submission, yes...but whatever else you have to give...I want that as well." His voice had become soft, sultry.
Her eyes were locked on his, unsure how she felt about his confession. At this very minute she wanted to give in to him. She couldn't deny her attraction to him and her desire for him. But, she knew she wasn't thinking straight and she didn't trust that she wasn't just rebounding from one snake to another.
She shook her head. "This is...this too much for me to process right now. I need...time."
He reached out and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. "Whatever you need, Pet. I'm not going anywhere."
She smiled up at him. "Yes, you are. You are going home. And I'm going to bed. I'm beat."
He smirked down at her. "Hmm, you don't look beat to me. I can do something about that, you know."
She smiled, shaking her head and rolling her eyes as she pushed him towards the door. "Very funny. Go home. I'll talk to you..."
"When?," he interrupted.
She smiled softly. "I don't know, Draco. Just give me some time to figure things out."
He turned back to her as he was about to walk out. His eyes went from adoring and soft to controlling and predatory. "You're mine, Pet. You know it..and don't think for a minute that I'll let you forget it." He kissed her on the head and then walked out the door.
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