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What A Malfoy Wants	By : christineyoung Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 46198 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/N: Sorry again for another epicly long wait. I'm update failure sometimes. It's the reason why I stick to shorter stories, one-shots and two-shots. But this is an important chapter. Probably the most important one so far and I didn't want to rush it and get it wrong. So, on that note, I do dope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 15

Hermione slept fitfully in her bed. It had taken a long time for her to finally fall asleep. She'd fretted and worried about what was going to occur the following day. She knew that they expected her to bond with Scorpius. She knew that is she didn't comply willingly that they could compel her to with their veela magic.

There was absolutely nothing that she could do to change what was going to happen. But she wouldn't be Hermione if she didn't over-analyze and think about things from every angle.

And, if she was being truthful with herself, she was scared. She was scared of being intimate with the both of them. She had only ever been with Ron and she really didn't know what to do. That, and she still loved Ron. She held some affection for Draco but she was having a hard time seeing Scorpius as anything other than a boy. It made her feel like some sort of lecherous pervert. Even if she was the one being forced into this.

Another reason for her anxiety was the fact that she would be pregnant afterwards. That was a guaranteed fact. She'd read the books. She knew that it was an automatic result of the first mating. She wasn't sure if she was ready to be a mother again. She loved her children and she loved being a mother but she wasn't sure if she was ready to go through all that again.

She didn't even know how many children they wanted. They hadn't really discussed logistics. Would they expect her to have children with the both of them? It would be weird if she gave birth to one of Scorpius' brothers or sisters. It was strange enough to think that if she had a baby with Scorpius, that would be Draco's grandchild.

She knew that the wizarding world was a bit different when it came to things like that. They lived much longer than muggles and aged slower, so the age gap didn't mean anything in this world. She looked to be in her early twenties instead of early thirties. That, and according to the veela books that she'd read, both her and Draco would stop aging until Scorpius caught up to them in physical age. Then they'd all be on the same footing. It was weird to think that, in time, her children would be the same age as her.

It made her head spin to think of everything that was happening. Finally, she resorted to a calming draught so that she could relax enough to fall asleep. Tomorrow was a big day and she needed to be rested to get through it.

Scorpius dismantled the wards on his room and exited into the hallway. His nose twitched as he inhaled the her sweet aroma permeating the hallway. His cock hardened painfully as he began to break the wards on her room. His hands trembled as he completed his task. He would not become a monster. He would control himself. He didn't want to frighten her.

He let himself into her room silently and took a moment to observe her as she lay nestled against her pillows. She was absolutely breath taking in her beauty. Nothing could have prepared him for the way she looked to his veela. He'd always thought her to be extremely attractive but this was on a whole different level. She was a goddess.

Her hair cascaded in a river over the silk of her pillowcase, curling and waving gently to her shoulders. Her lashes lay like a dark curtain, resting on the rosy alabaster of her cheeks. Her skin glowed in the moonlight from her window as her chest rose and fell with rhythmic breaths. He longed to touch her.

His body quivered with need as he contemplated how to go about this. He was unsure. He'd never been with another girl. He'd been saving himself for her. It didn't help either that he knew that she didn't want him. It was almost enough to make him weep with despair. What had he done? He'd royally screwed up, that's what he'd done. He wanted to beg her forgiveness.

His eyes strayed to the slope of her delicate neck and he felt his teeth elongate as he thought of the mark he would soon place there. She would be his. At last. His eyes stayed glued to that spot as his breathing accelerated. His hands clenched at his sides as he waged for control. He would not frighten her. He would give her the chance to submit. So engrossed was he with his inner battle, he hadn't noticed that she'd awakened and was staring at him.

"Scorpius," she whispered.

Her voice startled him from his trance. "Hermione."

She knew when she woke up that someone was in her room. She could feel their overwhelming presence before she'd even opened her eyes. And she could smell his subtle fragrance. He smelled of ink and old parchment, of new books and something else. She knew that it wasn't Draco from his smell alone.

She opened her eyes slowly, cautiously not knowing what would meet her eyes. She was unprepared for the vision that greeted her. It was Scorpius. And he was entirely naked. And her eyes couldn't believe that this was the same boy. His hair was longer, nearly down to his chin as it waved gently away from his forehead. He was a good four inches taller, putting him at least a full foot taller than her petite frame now. His muscles had filled out making him a much more imposing presence than before. His eyes glowed eerily in the darkness of the room and she could feel the wetness growing between her thighs as he stared at her for what seemed like an eternity. She could see the slight tremble of his body and the way he was clenching his hands made her want to throw herself into his arms and comfort him.

She was mildly disturbed by this compulsion. She'd never felt so compelled to do something. And it was clear that he wasn't using his veela magic on her yet. So why did she feel so strongly? Finally she could stand the suspense no longer.

"Scorpius," she whispered.

His head snapped up and she could see the long teeth in his mouth. "Hermione," he answered.

His voice was low and rough, gravelly. It made her abdomen clench in a pleasant way and the hairs on her arms stand up on end. She was a fool to think that she would ever be able to fight against the fully developed veela. She just didn't understand the why. She'd never felt like this with Draco. She only wanted to jump on him when he used his scent. She knew that Scorpius was not. Not yet, anyway.

She stayed absolutely still as he moved toward the bed. If anything, the closer he got, the more she wanted him to touch her. She didn't move as he pulled the blanket back from her body, revealing her to his gaze. She was lost in the heat of his gaze, trapped in the swirling silver of his orbs. She couldn't deny that this felt right. Her fear was gone. Her anxiety was gone. All she knew was that she wanted.

"How?" she croaked softly, her voice cracking as his finger traced her collarbone reverently. She couldn't form any more words and she only hoped that he understood the rest of her unspoken question.

"Father's been taking a dampening potion for years now," his voice rumbled making her rub her thighs together as it made her more aroused than before. He took a deep breath before he let his hand drift lower, tracing her breasts through the thin silk of her nightgown. "To help him cope with being mateless. It helped suppress his instincts, made it so that he could bear the pain of being without you. He stopped taking it a few weeks ago but it hasn't left his system completely. What you are feeling now, it is the full effects of being with your mate. Do you see?"

She did. She did now more than ever. She felt terrible for all the pain that Draco must have endured over the years. She shivered as his hands traced along the thin band of her underwear. She nearly jumped out of her skin when he swiped his thumb over her drenched slit through the thin fabric. She was so sensitive. She felt like she was ready to explode.

She offered no resistance as his lips claimed her own. It was like the first kiss, in his closet, but so much more explosive. Feelings of euphoria flooded her as his weight pressed her into the mattress. She forgot about all of her worries. His tongue entered her mouth and she groaned aloud as his taste assaulted her senses. Dimly, she knew that he'd just fed her some of his blood but she couldn't bring herself to worry about that. Greedily, she sucked on his tongue desperate for more.

She gasped for air as he pulled away and peppered small kisses along her jaw and down her neck. She was unprepared for the suddenness of his bite. She wailed in ecstasy as she climaxed, her whole body tensing in pleasure against him. His tongue soothed away the small sting and she writhed as his hands played her body like a violin.

She was uncaring as his hands shredded the material of her nightgown and bared her to his hungry gaze. His scent assaulted her senses and she nearly swooned as it overpowered her. She arched into his mouth as he licked and nipped her into submission, not that she was fighting. She didn't have it in her to fight him. Her body knew that it was his. Her mind was growing used to the idea.

She undulated against him as he dipped lower and lower. She was being so wanton and she didn't care. She wanted him and she wanted him now. He laughed softly as he pulled her underwear from her body. "Patience, love," he whispered, his breath cool on her moistened folds.

She nearly screamed from the first swipe of his tongue through her sex. She felt like she was one giant nerve, pulsing and exposed. She was so close already and he'd just started. She panted and fisted her hands in the sheets as his tongue and fingers worked their magic. How was he so good at this? Briefly the green eyed monster surfaced in her mind as she thought of who he might have practiced on.

He laughed against her once more. "Only you, love," he assured as he sucked her clit into his warm mouth. She spasmed as he plunged two fingers into her and then again as his teeth sank into the area between her leg and her belly.

Her vision turned completely white as she shattered for him again. She didn't know how much more she could take. When she returned to her senses, he was hovering over her and smoothing her wild hair back from her face.

"Are you ready?" he bid, his voice heavy with need.

She nodded and arched herself into him. She knew that this was right. They would just have to work on all the particulars afterwards.

She moaned as he sheathed himself in her for the first time. He was a perfect fit. She clenched around him as he withdrew and then plunged back in. Merlin, she'd never felt this good in her life. She wrapped her legs around him as he rode her harder. He growled low in his throat as she began to meet his thrusts, his thighs slapping hers heavily as he coiled tighter and tighter above her.

The whole time, her eyes stayed locked onto his as he communicated how sorry he was for how he'd gone about things. He realized that he could have handled the situation better, that he'd let his impulses get the better of him. She melted at his sincerity as she tried to analyze how she could already feel what he was feeling. Could the bond be that strong already?

She abandoned her train of thought when he threw her legs over his shoulders and began to fuck her even harder. She could feel her abdomen tightening with every plunge of his hips. Her whole body tingled as her climax approached. Small electric shocks seemed to go through her body as she crested the wave. She thought she was done and then Scorpius gave her the third mark, his teeth piercing her skin above her left nipple. She felt the heat of his seed as he emptied himself inside her. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her vision went black as an overwhelming surge of pleasure rocketed through her trembling body. It was the most profound experience in her life as she felt the bonds draw them tighter together. She could feel his love and happiness flowing into her. She was still quivering when he pulled out of her and pulled her tired body against him.

"Sleep," he whispered as he gently kissed her forehead. She was out before she heard his next words. "I love you."

End Note: So, thoughts? Questions? Did it live up to expectations? Do let me know. I've posted several stories lately and have had little to no response at all on them. Is anyone still reading? I know that there is a lot going on and my heart goes out to all those on the East Coast who are suffering. As the survivor of a disaster, I know how devastating it is to lose everything that you own. On another note, today is my birthday and reviews make great presents. Just sayin'. Up next, a little Christmas cheer and then bonding with Draco. See you next time…
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