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New Beginnings	By : cbhwilson Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 4686 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione apparated to the Ministry and knocked gently on her door. She whispered her password and slowly opened it. She had sensed he was not there but had made a decision not to ask, or more accurately think, the question.

She had to stop that whenever she could. As she looked around she whispered “I can’t believe I’m disappointed, oh god how pathetic” she chuckled, then felt him wrap his arms around her “Stop blocking me” she jumped and he sent a little pleasure her way and she felt herself relax. “And it’s not pathetic” He kissed her on the neck.

She shuddered ‘how could so much change in such short time. It hasn’t even been a week..’ He tightened his grip and followed the nape of her neck with his mouth. Her clothes melted away and he continued his gentle onslaught, kissing her shoulders and heading to the small of her back.

He broke away abruptly and she stumbled. Her clothing returned and he looked at her as she turned to face him. What she saw stunned her, he was shaking. “I know I’ve got to have patience” He hand went through his hair “but…” he looked apologetic, and seemed short of breath “ I don’t think I can hold back…” he was near in tears.

“Merlin, I don’t know how to control it, I’ve never felt like this…” he trailed off and she raced over and embraced him. He held onto her and they fell onto the bed and slept courtesy of Hermione’s sleeping spell. He wasn’t the only one having a hard time of it.

He awoke in what felt like the middle of the night. He stretched and noticed a flickering light. Instinct told him to jump up but experience took over. Slowly he gathered his thoughts. She was still here. He opened his eyes and saw sitting in front of her computer.

Instantly he knew she was crying. You couldn’t tell by looking at her but he could feel and it tore at him. “Hermione?” She turned around “You can look if you want, but I don’t recommend it” He felt her sob internally and rushed to her side, a privilege extended to only one other woman, person, in his life. “I have to…” He knelt beside the chair with his arm around her shoulder.

She opened what he knew to be an email but it looked different. She seemed to read his thoughts “It’s the Ministry email, unlimited acc…”Damn! she thought I didn’t need to tell him that “Tell me what?” he smiled and kissed her neck. She smiled back and took a deep breath focusing on the screen. She opened the attachment to a message simply stating the subject as another one underneath was some writing which said. Uploaded tonight.

A file which Draco knew to be a film of sorts started. It showed a women perhaps in her late twenties but it was hard to tell. All you could say for sure was that she was emotionally spent. Tears fell from her face and Hermione unplugged something from the front of the computer.

“Please” the women asked and raised a muggle picture of a small blonde haired boy of about 7 and Draco gasped. It surprised him how similar muggles were and that boy was almost identical to Draco when he was that age. “…please I can’t find my little boy..” she started shaking “They told me he didn’t exist but he does, I found this….please I want to…I’ll give anything”

She was a mess, her body rocking with grief and Hermione ended it. “It goes on for a little longer. A mother’s love” She looked at Draco as another email popped in with the subject. Scan complete. Subject found. Draco noticed her hand shake as she opened the corresponding file.

The film showed a deatheater attack and Hermione gasped .This wasn’t good. She seen him under some rubble, alive until he was spotted climbing out from underneath. The child started crying as he was confronted by the wizard on the broom. “Brave boy” Draco looked at her and realized what she meant. The boy wouldn’t get on his knees so he was dispensed with a green flash of the wand.

The image was graphic. Whatever the death eater used tore the boy apart and Hermione clicked the cross and the image disappeared. “How many?” he whispered She looked at him "I’ve dealt with over fifty but I only forward them on." She took a steadying breath and used the tissue to clean her eyes. She forwarded the message to mugglesadmin@wznt.comwith a simple note Looks like the crucio on small boy…bastards.

Draco smiled sadly. Hermione got up almost knocking Draco over with her sudden movement. “Sorry” She smiled “although I must admit I find something rather appealing about you when you’re out of sorts” He got up and embraced her. “I don’t know what to say?” Hermione understood “Let’s have a drink”

He looked at her as she went into the kitchen although Draco had seen bigger closets. She started chuckling “Do you have to think so loud.” Draco smiled. She walked in and gasped he’d set the table and had drinks there as well as “Pizza?” He looked sheepish and she let him off the hook “ Good choice” she kissed him on the cheek.

Thanks” The kettle clicked off and he looked at the kitchen and frowned “You shouldn’t do manual labour” Hermione’s eyes widened his tone was venomous “Draco?” He looked resolute but she couldn’t read him. “Look I won’t in front of you okay?” He relaxed a little “For now” he smirked “Speaking of work. You didn’t tell me what that white stuff was?” Now it was Hermione’s turn to be guarded, she knew where this was headed.

“ Now why would I want to do that?” She looked at the table desperate to distract him. He watched and listened to her turmoil and smiled when she come to the realization that she might as well tell him. “So tell me” She nodded “I didn’t clean it up..” He looked enraged “but I healed the elf” she finished quickly and the tension seemed to leave him.

He looked at her she was still hiding something “and I told him/her?” She looked at him questionably but he just held her stare “I told them not to say anything”. He embraced her and she enjoyed the sound of his heartbeat. Sighing after a few moments, she came through loud and clear I must be mad.

He laughed and placed his finger under her chin lifting her face and kissed her deeply. I was slow and she felt weak at the knees. She felt like she was melting. They broke away in unison still holding the embrace. She could stay like this for… “No!” Her shout made him release her “Sorry, it’s just…she held out her palm “Little book, Little book, the last one here, let all look” and with that she handed Draco a tiny leatherbound book with the Wilson seal.

She touched the cover “Last page” and it opened showing all the way a mark could wed. He looked and gasped and she knew he spotted the passage. “When a mark spans continents and both are willing a wedding can be ratified without physical intimacy if both parties wish their current state to be a permanent one.”

He smiled “Thank you” and she raised her eyebrows “because I’d prefer the ultimate dowry one.” He took a deep breath “That’s pretty intense” He read further “Cases were this occurs seems restricted to the elements of life, water and air” Hermione knew the question “Father was from…no he was Geoffrey Ravenclaw” Hermione struggled with this at first

“It’s strange mum was Hufflepuff, Dad’s Ravenclaw and I was sorted into Gryfinndor.” Draco embraced her and groaned “let’s eat” and he pushed her away as she smiled and he groaned “I meant food” He had wine on the table and he held up his glass “Happy Belated Birthday”

She met his eyes and chuckled as the two glasses met “How incredibly normal of you.” He looked at her seriously “You know you’re royalty” she smiled and shook her head “Well I know I’m a royal something” he chuckled but the intensity wasn’t lost on her.

They sat in silence for a little while and he spoke making her jump a little “So are you determined to be known as a mudblood?” She looked at him almost pleading and he kept her locked with his gaze. She could hardly speak “Yes” he got up and shook his head.

The computer made noise and he move towards it Hermione did too. A new email had been received. The reply was succinct; Jobs done. Can I come over? Wilson “Yes” she looked at Draco and for the first time took note of the clock on the computer 8:32 pm and smiled. It seemed later. She felt his kiss on her neck “Hmmm, lots of hours” and he laughed at her reaction

“What are you doing?” He was drinking her up “Distracting you” he said almost inaudibly. A consummate professional she thought “Thank you” came back the breathless reply. And he stood up. Hermione checked out the chatroom page trying not to shake and laughed

Ginny:Leave him alone Pansy

Pansy: Well if you can’t keep him?

Lavendar :Fuck off and discuss your shoes

Luna: Yeah before someone puts you in a box

Hermione drew her breath and typed. She was fast Draco conceded

HG: EE (enough’s, enough) Harry will make up his own mind. Oh are we are still discussing Harry? you know Parkinson I never have been able to keep up

Pansy: Bitch

HG: and proud of it :D

Ginny:Thanks

Hg: Youse are better than that, what’s happened?

Ginny : She’s emailing pictures

HG: Send them to me then COS . Pics will be utilized BAH. See you on the Express…all aboard :D

Luna :True?

HG: True, doing the prefect role. Night all

He smiled as everyone seemed to say night but he was absentmindedly kissing her ever softly and she couldn’t repress the soft moan any longer. She turned to face him “You making it hard to work.” She kissed him quickly on the cheek and smiled “ I need to check out the other three rooms then I can turn this thing off”

He groaned. She checked out the Ravenclaw chatroom, no real surprises there, although she smirked when the hottest topic in the morning had been calculating the odds of Ginny and Pansy getting into it, and the outcome. Ginny by a breath put in one Hufflepuff and she smiled. It was good to see that people were interacting within the houses.

The hufflepuff room was always painful. Heaps of Divination “nonsense” Hermione muttered out loud and Draco chuckled. The she smiled and entered the Slytherinn room “Oh my Grandmother was Slytherinn” ‘Something about mum and dad beginning a new era ‘ she didn’t voice it but she couldn’t help thinking it. For some reason she felt…’ she was pondering when Draco finished for her “guilty” she looked at him

“Don’t go there” He looked calm but she felt him fuming and then she heard his thoughts ‘so quick to assume’ and she felt ashamed “I’m sorry Draco, you’re right” She started to read the Slytherinn chat room and she felt his breath on the mark and it was electric. His tone was soft but she felt as if he had yelled at her “There’s something to be said for continuing your family line” then Hermione answered “but I wouldn’t be, I’d be continuing yours. Not that that’s a bad thing though”

She put head in her hands “I can’t believe I just said that” she groaned ‘how mortifying’ He laughed and kissed that precious mark behind her ear. “Thankyou. So, you going to tell Pansy?” Hermione laughed “ sure Hey Pansy heaps in common I want to have Draco’s babies too. Lets discuss.” He smiled and handed her the list She looked at him confused “You’ve added to it?” Draco nodded. Hermione read the additions and gasped. No work paid or otherwise ph You will allow yourself to be waited on ph.

Ph Hermione thought and her eyes widened “Post HogWarts?, you’re thinking that far ahead? “ Draco nodded slowly “I know you’re for want of a better word…” she braced herself for that hated term “…the one” she gasped “whether you realize that now or later is of no consequence”

Hermione felt her hackles rise. He smirked and pulled her off the chair and kissed her . He pulled her body to his and she near collapsed at the feel of flesh on flesh. They were both naked and she groaned “Okay you’ve made your point … please, … show mercy” He dressed them again and sat on the bed. He looked at her.

He was slowly gaining control of himself. She sat next to him. “I don’t know what to say, it hasn’t even been a week” He shook his head. “There’s nothing to say” she raised her eyebrows “but I like working, it’s part of who I am and…” knock, knock and with that Wilson entered and Draco felt some relief. Hermione was right but he hated the thought of her working for anything.

“Sorry about that, just got accosted in the muggle room.” She looked at the sight before her and shook her head. They were both shaking ever so slightly. “You coming back to HogWarts tonight, Hermione?” Draco looked at the older witch and frowned “I wasn’t planning to but perhaps I should..” Hermione looked at Draco ‘ what do you want?’ Draco kissed her gently, it was quick but unexpectedly sweet and Hermione was taken aback.

“You’re amazing, ‘course I want you to stay” He took her hand in his and they sat down at the table. Food appeared as Wilson logged in and shopped. She broached the one subject she needed to discuss with Hermione “I’m sorry about Peter” and Draco knew she was discussing the muggle boy they had just seen.

‘I haven’t had one of those for days.” Hermione looked thoughtful “How did you ?” Her Aunt answered in a tone that spoke of her effort to disassociate herself from the task. “We took the boy’s body to the site of a disused mine cave-in about 2 miles from where he lived. He should be found tomorrow. We’ve had to relocate all the children’s bodies. Memory charms aren’t powerful enough to negate a parents love. Not much in the world can” Draco nodded and instantly thought of his father.

“Father owled me” Wilson tilted her head. “He told me to stay away until after HogWarts” Wilson nodded “I’m sorry about that Draco but I need to be a bit stronger, at least now he’s aware” Draco sighed “I’m just glad to have some comprehension. When you say we, who….” He clicked “Fred?” Wilson nodded and Hermione gasped “but he’s had so much misery…”Wilson cut her off “Exactly, why corrupt someone else. Both of us work on the same premise. Better us then someone else”

Hermione understood “It’s the Gryffindor way” Her Aunt smiled “True and that’s why the other houses think we’re mad.” Hermione chuckled and turned to Draco “Oi! You didn’t have to agree” He laughed “Didn’t say a thing,” Draco watched the older witch and seen she was troubled. Hermione picked up on Draco’s thoughts and they both asked together. “What happened in the muggle room?”

Wilson looked surprised and blushed “Nothing much, but if I need help I’ll ask. So all ready for HogWarts?” Hermione smiled and Draco groaned. Hermione looked at him puzzled and smiled “Draco if you miss me that much you can always get detention” He raised an eyebrow “I might just do that”

They lay in each others arms contentment spread across their features. Draco and Hermione had fallen asleep once again in a state of exhaustion after deciding the night before that they should try to give each other space. Draco had agreed because he wanted her to trust him, but waking up to her beside him he realised that it was so powerful an attraction, that he doubted he be able to.

She went to stretch and he wrapped his arms around her and a warmth enveloped her. She jumped and apparated out of the bed. Landing in a less than lady like way he laughed. She couldn’t help but giggle. “A slight over reaction I think.” He smirked “ No Hermione not at all. You’ve got to help.” He shuddered and looked shame faced. “I haven’t got much control”

He groaned in frustration “ You’ll have to…” He finally looked at her and she was shaking her head “ I don’t know….perhaps a repellant charm…” hermione's suggestion made Draco smile “That is so clever but…” His eyes darkened “a temporary one” Hermione nodded “Well the book says that we both have to agree to any magical pact. The mark would override it. We just have to remember why we doing it.”

He frowned as he remembered how they had talked for a good hour. They sat on either end of the table and talked about things that hung over them. The reasons were varied. From Lucius to Hermione’s family and friends. No reason was considered too trivial. Both of them had only reached adulthood and still had heaps of things to work through.

The horrors both had been subjected to were still having ramifications. The logic was there but the emotion of their bond was at times all consuming. Both decided to cool it until the end of mini term. So out of this came a decision that they would hook up at the end of miniterm, but not at any of the wizarding family manors.

Hermione eyes lit up “You can decide on the charm” He was surprised “You trust me to…” Hermione took a deep breath and nodded “Look” she continued “I don’t know what’s going on here, but I’d be a fool to ignore it. I just need … time. I know it sounds weak” She lowered her eyes.

“I’m going to have a shower” and she made her way to bathroom. Draco sat there wondering how he’d become so whipped. He’d never respected a girl like he did Hermione. He knew that if he pushed it she would yield however she would also be consumed with self-loathing.

He didn’t want to have that effect. With patience she’d be his completely. What was it? Six weeks. And all of a sudden it seemed like a lifetime. Suddenly he had a thought and proceeded to the bathroom and the sight before him consumed him with lust.
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