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1912 Present meet Past UNDER CONSTRUCTION	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 14307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thanks to your glorious patience I have been able to finish chapter 15! And because of your love and support on this story I give you a full chapter of ONLY Draco’s POV with…DRUM ROLL…a smut scene! Which reminds me…
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! It’s not long but its there.
Thank you as well to saxman66 for your kind review. My wrist is still swollen but the pain has lessened making it easier for me to type. I will push through it all to complete this story. It is my baby and it excites me to see where my imagination takes the wonderful duo. I really appreciate your kind words and that you are still following this story. It melts my heart to know I have an amazing following of readers.

Chapter 15- Behind the Man
Thursday, April 11^th, 1912 09:06am
He didn’t mean to admit it out loud. He barely had enough time to admit it to himself. But he couldn’t lie to her anymore; she deserved to know the truth. If he had taken the time to look at her when he told her he loved her, he would have seen the shock written on her face; but he didn’t look up. It was too late to take it back anyway. She was too quite though, but he knew her not loving him back, was a price he would have to pay. That was just another reason he didn’t want to tell her.
“Draco…I…it’s too soon…I care deeply about you, I do, and you make me so happy, but…I’m not there yet. Please understand.” She replied after a few minutes passed.
‘He knew she wasn’t there yet but the fact that she had said ‘yet’, meant that there was a possibility. Maybe he was thinking too hard about everything. Maybe he should just live in the moment. Let things play out the way they play out. But what if…what if he could find a way out of the marriage agreement? He would have to look it over when they got back but what if there was a way to get out of marrying Astoria. It might be hard, if not impossible. And even if he couldn’t, he still wanted to have Hermione in his life. He could possibly handle his parents and friends if it meant he could be with her. He would have to think more on it. For now he was done fighting with her. He loved her and she knew. That is all that mattered at the moment.’
He looked up at her. He needed her to understand where he was coming from, to hear him loud and clear, he needed her to forgive him.
“I understand. I wasn’t really expecting you to say it back. It’s just…I’m not good with feelings and…I got scared. I didn’t want to push you away; I thought I had to. I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to love someone, especially in this kind of situation. But I know I love you. I don’t want to scare you away. I would rather you hate me than be afraid of me, or afraid that if you don’t say it back, it would ruin what we have. I know it is stupid of me to think about what the future…present…whatever, might hold, but it’s a big deal to me. YOU are a big deal to me. I’ve never had someone care for me the way you do. Even when I’ve been a git to you and you’re mad at me, you still bring me food; you still treat me like you would anyone of your friends. That’s who you are. But I never thought it would happen to me. It scares me…loving you…I just want you to be happy. I never thought that I could be someone to make you happy…I panicked at lunch. I didn’t know how to deal with the realization of what I discovered on top of being forced to marry someone else. I honestly thought the best way to handle it was to have you hate me. I was wrong. I was wrong not only to hurt you but I was wrong about wanting you to hate me. It hurt so much to hear you say it out loud. I thought it was what I wanted…what you needed. I-”
“Draco?” She butted in and crouched in front of him. Placing her hand gently into his, she squeezed it some before rubbing her thumb against his smooth skin. “I might not love you, but you do make me happy. Our first date, you didn’t have to do everything I wanted; but you did. And doing so made me see you in a different light. You’re not a heartless person. I don’t think you actually ever were. We all get scared sometimes; its human nature, but I’m not going to run away because you grew feelings for me. If anything it shows me that you have a heart. I don’t fully trust you when it comes to your actions, but I don’t think of you any differently Draco. I just…I now know a little bit more about you. I want to be your friend when we get back. Please just let me be in your life.” she finished with a small smile.
“So…you forgive me…for being a pompous maggot, as you so eloquently put it?” he asked, returning the smile with his own. “I really am sorry.”
“Stop apologizing to me. We both already know you are just going to do something else that will make me mad at you. I already forgive you. Now, take a shower, because you smell and we can go meet Dimitra and Robert for breakfast before it ends.”
“I don’t smell! Malfoy’s never smell bad! If anything, you smell and need a shower!” he joked.
“I do not!”
“Yes you do…I think I can fix it though.”
Before she had time to retort, he stood up and threw her over his shoulder. She protested but he wasn’t listening. He smacked her ass and she let out a squeal as he made his way to the bathroom.
“Well shit. Guess it’s going to be a tight fit my little lioness. Shower isn’t as big as I’m used to, but it’ll do. Just means I can be closer to you.” he flirted as he set her down on her feet.
He walked passed her, over to the shower, and turned on the water. Turning back around, he saw that Hermione seemed a little nervous. He unbuttoned his shirt as he started to walk over to her but she took a step back when he got close. He stopped in his tracks and looked at her confused. He didn’t know how to proceed. She looked almost scared of him.
“I promise I’m not going to have sex with you Granger. I just wanted to forget the horse shit we went through the last few hours and shower with you. If you are that uncomfortable, than you are more than welcome to shower after me; I won’t force you to do something you don’t want to.” He explained with some sadness in his voice.
She just looked at him. She didn’t respond or show a hint of anything she wanted to do; she just stood there. After a few seconds of nothingness, she took a step towards the door. Draco let out a breath and turned away from her as he started to undress. He heard the door click shut, so he let out another breath as he stepped into the warm shower and closed the curtain. Letting the water from the overhanging shower head wash over him; drowning away his sorrows, he placed both hands on the wall in front of him, lowered his head and started to think about how stupid he had been and how he could make up for his mistakes. He was so focused on his thinking, that he didn’t hear the shower curtain open or a person step in behind him.
He was about to punch the wall in frustration, when he felt two soft hands glide across his hips and on to his abs. Lips lightly kissed his upper back before a forehead rested between his shoulder blades. Turning his head slightly to see the beautiful creature that was hugging him, he let a smile cross his lips.
‘She came. How could he ever deserve someone like her? What did he possibly do in life, to be able to have this moment with her?’
He took a few seconds to relish in the moment before removing his hands from the wall and turned to face her. Her arms still wrapped around his waist, she looked up at him with such care as she reached up and pulled his head into hers; placing a small kiss on his lips. She released the kiss but still held his head as their foreheads connected.
Draco pulled back, after taking some time to revel at her touch, and left a gentle kiss upon the top of her head. Reaching over for the bar of soap, provided by the staff, he lathered it up in his hands while she embraced him in a hug. Moving her hair to the right side of her neck, he laid her head on his chest and started to caress her back with the soap. He started in small circles, making sure her whole back was soapy before guiding the bar to her left shoulder. He moved the soap along her neck and then back, past her shoulder, and down her arm. Moving her hair to the other shoulder, he treated her right side in the same manner.
Once he was finished, he turned her around so her back was now leaning against his chest. Lathering the soap up again, he placed the bar on her top of her chest and started to wash her collar bone. He worked his way across her body; being careful not to linger in one area too long, as he lead the soap down her legs. Standing back up, he maneuvered them both around so she was standing fully under the water. As the water ran down her body, washing away the soap, he grabbed the shampoo and poured it into his hand. Moving her slightly away from the spraying water, he massaged the shampoo into her soft brown curls. She let out a soft moan that made his dick instantly hard. He tried to hide it but with the shower being so small, it was next to impossible, so he ignored it and continued to focus on washing her hair.
After she was fully clean, he saw her take the bar of soap he used on her, lather it up in her hands, and placed it on his chest. He never imagined that she would want to wash him, but he wasn’t going to argue with himself over it, so he let her do what she wanted.
She guided the soap across his body in the same fashion he used on her, but she paused when she reached his left forearm. He stiffened up, thinking she was going to run, but she didn’t. Instead she lifted his arm and placed a benevolent kiss on the brand before washing it with the soap. He relaxed his body and closed his eyes as she continued liked she never saw the ugly mark.
She wasn’t anything like the girl he imagined her to be behind closed doors. She was so much more and she just kept on surprising him. Unfortunately though, the movements she was making with the soap in her hands, was getting to be too much. His dick was extremely hard now and he wanted to fuck her so badly, but he told her he wouldn’t.
‘It was just supposed to be a simple shower together but somehow it became bigger than that. It became passionate. Something he had never experienced before. This was the first time he had ever showered with anyone, let alone wash or be washed by another person. Everything he did with her was so new and exciting; he just wanted to enjoy it. He was determined not to ruin it by trying to claim her right now. No matter how much he wanted to, he had to fight off the urge.’
Before he could think any more on the subject, he felt her nudge him to turn him around. He complied with her but instantly regretted it.
“Draco, where did you get these scars?” Hermione asked softly. She still continued to wash his back which surprised him some.
He didn’t want to answer her but he was done ignoring her. He was done lying to her.
‘If she was going to run, she would have done it already.’
“My…my father…during the war.” He admitted a little worryingly. “The dark lord made him use the Cruciatus curse on me repeatedly for days, as part of his punishment for his failures. It…it was his way of teaching my father a lesson. After the first day, I found my father in his study. It…it was the first and only time I have ever seen my father cry. I had blamed him for what he did; he fucked up. It might not have been his idea to torture me, but it was his mistakes that got us in that mess. I wanted to scream at him, curse him back, but…he was so broken…I couldn’t say anything. All the hatred I felt for that man left me. So I left him alone. I chose, instead…to forgive him.”
She didn’t say anything for while which made him want to end the shower and walk away, but before he could move, he felt her, ever so softly, kiss each and every long scar that lay upon his back.
“I’m sorry you had to go through that…I know what it feels like. No one should have to go through that kind of pain…especially so many times…”
He turned around to face her and stared directly into her addicting caramel eyes. He wanted to drown in them. She cupped the side of his face in the palm of her hand, as she stared into him; like she was gazing into his soul.
“You are a great man Draco. Those scars are proof of that. Don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise. Not even yourself. If you ever doubt yourself, I want you to look in the mirror and see what I see. I want you to see a man who won’t ever give up, a man who is capable of love, a man…who is capable of forgiveness. You are so brave Draco and you are so much stronger than you think you are.”
At that moment, he fell more in love with her than he ever thought possible.
‘No one has ever said such comforting words to him in his life, let alone mean them. But as he looked into her eyes he knew she was serious. He knew that she knew him more than he even knew himself. It was going to be brutal to just be her friend when they get back, but he would always remember how she made him feel; right here, right now, in this very moment…she made him feel loved.’
He couldn’t think of how to respond to her. Everything she just spoke made his heart jump. He could no longer help himself anymore; he had to at least kiss her. He had to show her how much her words meant to him; so he lowered his head and gifted her, the most heartfelt kiss he has ever given. He poured his heart and soul into the tender moment. He didn’t want it to stop. Never in his life had he felt such joy; not even when they had sex for the first time. This kiss was different; it meant something so much more than either of them could comprehend. He was telling her he loved her in a way that words couldn’t.
‘He knew then, that he never wanted to give her up. He wanted to marry her, have a family with her, and grow old together. He wanted to show her every day how much he loved her. He was going to have her one way or the other…Even if that meant infidelity or giving up the Head of House title. He was willing to risk it all. He had to find a way to keep her…forever. He was a Malfoy after all, and Malfoy’s always get what they want.’
Hermione broke the wondrous kiss and looked at him with such passion, he almost couldn’t contain himself. He wanted her, all of her, but he made a promise and he wasn’t about to break it; so he stepped around her and rinsed himself off as a distraction, but noticed her eyes never left him. She looked like she wanted to say something but was too scared to speak.
“What’s wrong little cub?” he asked softly.
“Draco…I want you to make love to me.” She admitted nervously.
He was blown away, but he wasn’t going to let it show, and he would be damned if he denied her of her wish. It wasn’t like he was breaking his promise. He only said he wouldn’t have sex with her in the shower. He said nothing about outside the shower or if she requested it. He quickly turned off the water and kissed her again.
“Okay love.” He stated before scooping her naked body into his arms and stepped out of the shower.
He was going to walk them to the bedroom but he changed his mind and placed her on the red love seat in the Sitting Room. He fixed the pillows so they weren’t bunched up uncomfortably behind her, and gently pushed her to lie down. He climbed on top of her, leaving his left foot on the floor and started kissing down her neck; careful not to leave claiming marks on her skin, even though it was oh so tempting. Her warm breath breezed through his wet hair and he almost came right then. He moved his lips on to hers to calm himself down, and she wrapped her left leg around his waist. He caressed her right leg and went to move his hand between her thighs but she grabbed his wrist to stop him.
“No foreplay this time, I just want you.” she expressed.
He nodded his head in understanding and lifted her right leg around his hips. She grinded into him and he could feel the warmth of her wet core against the shaft of his hard dick. He wanted to enter her but he needed to make sure this was really happening. He leaned closer to her and looked into her eyes.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked desperately.
She nodded her head. “I have never been more sure of anything in my life.” She replied with a smile before cupping his head in her hands and brought his lips to hers.
They never broke the kiss as he slipped himself inside her. They both let out soft moans into each other’s mouths as the lips below her succulent cherry, tightened around him. She was so warm and so tight, he once again almost came, but he controlled himself. He needed to make this moment last, so he waited a few seconds to gather his thoughts and continued to kiss her. She parted his mouth with her tongue and he happily obliged to her request. Deepening the kiss he moved his hips slowly, to thrust in and out of her. Any other time he would have begun to move faster but this time he didn’t. He wanted every thrust to be felt between them; memorized like it was the last time. Pulling away from her mouth he looked at her. He wanted to remember every detail of her face, every breath she took, and every moan she made.
Their eyes never left each other’s, even when he stopped for a brief second to remove her right leg from behind him and placed it over his shoulder, to open her up more. She instinctively hooked her leg around the back of his neck as he continued to slowly move in and out; circling his hips every so often, making her wiggle her body for more. He couldn’t hold on much longer so he reached down and started teasing her clit with his thumb. Almost instantly, she whispered his name as her walls constricted around him. She let out a sensual moan as she rode out her orgasm. Satisfied with her pleasure, he steadily thrusted a few more times, before letting himself spill into her while he whispered her name into her ear.
Breathing heavily, he looked down at the woman he just made love to and couldn’t help but smile. Placing a supple kiss on her forehead he pulled himself out of her. Grabbing his wand of the coffee table, he did cleansing spell to clean them both up, before placing a hand on her stomach to produce a wordless and wandless contraption spell. After he was done, he reached out a hand to help her stand and walked her to the bedroom to get dressed. He helped her tie her corset with his wand before she put on new white dress, patterned in large green summer flowers.
Once they were dressed they headed to the door but it wouldn’t open. Draco stood there confused so he took out his wand to perform the unlocking charm and tried to open the door again.
“For the love of-”
“I put a locking charm on it. Remember?” She giggled. “It’s of my own creation. I couldn’t have you leaving before I got the information I wanted.”
“Do I even want to know how you came up with your charm?” he asked sarcastically.
“Reading, of course.” She replied nonchalantly.
She cast a wordless charm and he heard the door click. Rolling his eyes, he moved to grab the handle but heard a knock at the door. Raising an eyebrow at Hermione he cautiously opened the door. Mr. Strafford stood on the other side with a tray of covered food in his hands.
“Good Morning Mrs. Lovegood, Mr. Lovegood. I do apologize for the disturbance but I am afraid Ms. Black insisted.” Strafford stated cheerfully.
“No worries at all Mr. Strafford. How can we help you this lovely morning?” Hermione asked.
“Well, you see it is almost 10:00am which means the end of breakfast. Ms. Black was afraid you both have overslept due to Mr. Lovegood’s sudden illness that struck suddenly yesterday. She wanted to make sure you were both fed and to escort Mr. Lovegood here to the infirmary if he was not feeling better.”
“I’m not-” Draco began but Hermione had roughly elbowed him in the ribs causing him to stop abruptly and look at her with cold eyes.
“He is doing much better! Turns out it was just one of those twenty-four hour stomach bugs. Please let Dimitra know we send our gratitude and we will meet her for lunch or even tea if she is willing.” Hermione cut in.
The butler raised an eyebrow in doubt but shook it off, nodded his head, and asked to come in. The couple stepped out of the way as he entered the room and set the tray on the coffee table.
“Your breakfast consists of Eggs Benedict, with a side of pork bacon, Italian sausage, wheat toast and strawberry jam. There is an extra serving of orange juice for the mister at Ms. Black’s request. Shall you need anything else?”
Draco shook his head no.
“Very well, I shall be back in one hour to collect your dishes.” Strafford stated as he nodded his head and walked out the door. But before he finished closing the door, he stopped and turned on his heels. “I am dreadfully sorry, I almost forgot.” He pulled out a small envelope from his suit pocket and handed it over to Draco. “I know not if you are familiar with the Malfoy’s, but they have requested I give this to you and one to Ms. Black as well.”
With that he bowed his head and closed the door, leaving Draco and Hermione standing in the Sitting Room, utterly speechless.
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