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Beautiful Disaster	By : AshleyZ Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 89595 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N: Thanks to my wonderful beta, amethyst18! You're amazing and your comments crack me up :).

A/N2: Please be kind with the Arthur stuff. I've read a lot of different things pertaining to the legend of Arthur, Merlin, and Excalibur. I hope that everyone likes this.

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When Hermione awoke that morning, it took everything in her not to just lie in bed all day and enjoy the warmth of his affection passing through their bond. It was amazing to her to be able to not only know that Draco loved her, but to feel it firsthand. She was sure she had gone through school most of the day with a stupid smile on her face. She couldn�t explain it to anyone. She was simply happy. It was a combination of things, though. It was Draco�s affection for her, but also her love for him which seemed to nearly overwhelm her at times. It amazed her how instantaneous the change occurred.

Hermione had only seen Draco in passing the following day. Every time she was in the Great Hall, she would scan the Slytherin table only to find him not among his peers. She saw him in the hall between classes, but he had yet to sit down to a meal with his house. This caused her a bit of worry, but every time she began to feel anxiety, she could feel Draco tug on their bond and soothe her. She really liked that part of being mated to him.

After her reading, however, she had found that all the books seemed to agree on one thing: that any resentment, dislike, or even hatred that the mate feels for the male Veela disappears once the bond is completely sealed. She found that to be true. It actually made her feel better, lighter, to know she couldn�t find it in herself to dislike him.

She was startled from her thoughts by a knock at the door of her shared dormitory. She bid the person enter and turned to find Ginny. �So, how was your day?�

Hermione had forgotten that she was supposed to talk to Ginny and tell her about her relationship with Draco. But as she thought about it, a female perspective would be nice. �Good. Yours?�
Ginny nodded. �Fine. Are we going to tip toe around it or should we just start talking?�

Hermione sat on her bed and gestured to the end of it for Ginny to take a seat. She put a locking charm on the door and used a spell to seal the room from someone else listening to them. �I have to be really careful,� she said as she tucked her wand back into her robe. �Let me start off by saying that anything said in this room can�t leave it. Harry and Ron know, but I would prefer that this not be talked about outside of sealed rooms as a lot of people stand to lose everything.�

Ginny raised an eyebrow. �With a preface like that, I feel this is probably bigger than I even thought.�

�Much bigger. The person I was with last night was Draco Malfoy.�

Ginny furrowed her brow and held up a hand. �Hold on. You were with the boy suspected of masterminding the attack against you?�

�But he didn�t,� Hermione insisted. �Draco could never hurt me.�

�He told you this?� Ginny asked skeptically.

She shook her head. �Let me continue. Draco comes from a long line of male Veelas. Even his father is a Veela. And male Veelas have a mate. I�m Draco�s. It�s been a long, hard fight to get where we are in our relationship, and I know, without a doubt in my mind, that Draco would never hurt me.�

Ginny ran a hand through her hair and shook her head. �You just believed him?�

Hermione shook her head. �Of course not. You know me better than that. No, I feel it. I feel him, if that makes sense. There�s this connection where I can feel his emotions and he feels mine. It�s grown stronger since last night.�

�What happened last night?� Ginny questioned and Hermione blushed. Hermione thought the other girl�s eyebrows would disappear into her hairline. �You slept with him?�

She nodded and bit her lip. It felt different having someone else say it out loud. Technically, there had been no sleeping, but in the general sense that�s what she had done. She�d had sex. She and Draco were now lovers. That had a very sobering effect. She didn�t know why it felt so foreign to think of herself as someone�s lover.

Ginny tilted her head. �How was it?�

Hermione sighed, a little relieved. This was the part she couldn�t talk about with Harry and Ron, and it was one of the reasons she had decided to tell Ginny. �Awkward? I mean, it had a little bit of a ritual part to it, and there were some things about the Veela mating that weren�t in any of the books I had read, but everything else, I suppose, was pretty normal.�

Ginny shook her head. �Come on, you can�t tell me all of this and then not give me details,� she said with a slight smile.

Hermione blushed furiously. �Well, there were parts that were really good.�

�Like?�

Hermione looked at her hands. �Like�he�s�very skilled with his tongue,� she said before she covered her face in her hands briefly before looking at Ginny, who was grinning madly.

�And what were the bad parts?� Ginny asked.

She sighed. �Well, he was on my hair, and I bumped my head against his chin. I squeaked and he laughed, which sort of broke the tension a bit.� She shrugged. �It was mostly good, though,� she said with a smile.

Ginny tilted her head as she looked at her friend. �Good, it should be. What are you two going to do about Draco�s family, though? I can�t imagine Lucius would be very happy about this.�

Hermione ran a hand through her curls and looked at her duvet. �He already knows. I spent part of Christmas with his family at the Manor.�

Ginny couldn�t hide her shock. �He knows?�

She nodded. �He, Lucius, has been aiding Dumbledore. That�s the part that really can�t get out, Gin. If someone were to find out�his family would be in great danger.�

Ginny nodded. �Of course. But�you�re sure you can trust him?�

Hermione nodded again. �Positive. Lucius and Narcissa were nothing but kind to me the whole time I was there.�

Silence filled the room as Ginny mulled over what Hermione had just told her. �How long has Harry known?�

Hermione looked to Ginny. �Don�t be angry with him. I swore him to secrecy. Even from Ron.�

�How long, Hermione?�

�A few days after we got back from Christmas hols.�

The redhead girl frowned. �Why didn�t you tell Ron?�

�Harry found out before I was ready to tell anyone,� she said, hoping she could lessen Ginny�s anger at Harry. �He saw me in Malfoy�s room on the map when I didn�t come back until late one night, and he went to check on me to make sure I wasn�t being hurt, and when he got there, he saw me kissing Malfoy before I left his room.� She ran a hand through her hair nervously. �He confronted me when I got back and I told him everything.�

�And how long has Ron known?�

�Since yesterday,� Hermione admitted.

�He�s been so calm,� Ginny said, surprised.

Hermione nodded, a bit surprised by that, herself. �I know. It�s been very strange. I think he�s still in a bit of shock.�

Ginny frowned. �You can trust me not to tell anyone,� Ginny said softly. �I may wring Harry�s neck for not telling me, but I won�t say a word to anyone else.�

�Don�t be angry with Harry. I swore him to secrecy, Gin. I wouldn�t even let him tell Ron. Don�t hold this against him. I�m glad you know, though.�

�Why is that?� Ginny questioned.

�While I can talk to Harry, I could never tell him any of the sex stuff,� she answered. �Not that I want details, but have you and Harry��

Ginny smirked. �What do you think?�

�I don�t know. It�s sort of hard for me to picture Harry as a sexual being.�

Ginny chuckled. �I guess as close as the two of you are, it would be hard to picture him that way.�

Hermione was silent for a moment. �You didn�t answer my question,� Hermione said softly.

She nodded. �Yes, Harry and I have had sex.�

�Oh.� Hermione stared at her duvet and refrained from asking questions, much as she wanted to.

�Our first time was a disaster,� she said with a bit of a smile. �I understand the bit about Draco being on your hair. Harry did the same thing to me! Of course, then he went to adjust and somehow, I�m still unsure, he kneed me in the stomach and I elbowed him in the side of his head. Plus,, we didn�t have the luxury of a bed. Instead, it was beneath the Quidditch stands, and it was positively freezing outside, too.�

Hermione frowned. �It gets better, right?�

Ginny nodded enthusiastically. �Yeah. Look, no one has a good first time. Fleur told me about her first time and I would have cried had it been me. I think it�s just part of it, though. You have to have one really bad time in order to know that it gets better, or it should. I mean, is there ever a time in your life where you feel more vulnerable than at that moment?�

Hermione shook her head. �No, I suppose not.�

Ginny smiled. �Don�t worry. You and Draco will find your rhythm and probably have amazing sex.�

Hermione smiled slightly at her friend. �Thanks.�

She nodded and stood. �You ready to head down to dinner?�

Hermione nodded and followed Ginny out after she removed the wards on the room. She found she felt better after having spoken with Ginny. Her hope was that the next time she and Draco had sex that it would be better than the first. She supposed she might have had expectations that were too high, that she had hoped that it would be like in the romance novels her mother had. Instead, she wasn�t prepared for the awkwardness or the vulnerability she�d felt during the act. Of course, she also hadn�t really been prepared for the ritual that went along with it. But then, she didn�t think a person could totally plan for that sort of thing.

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Hermione carried her over-flowing bag with her down the corridor. She couldn�t have given the excuse of studying if she didn�t take her books with her. She slipped down the corridor to Draco�s room and as she reached the portrait, she said the password quickly and entered the room.

She had seen him briefly at dinner that evening where he�d sat by himself. It seemed that his House was blaming him for what happened with Blaise and Pansy. Truthfully, it was probably better in the long run if they cut off before the actual war picked up. She didn�t know when that would be, but she knew it was inevitable.

She found Draco settled on his head board, still in his uniform with a book on his lap. He looked up as she entered and smiled brightly. She dropped her bag beside the door and made her way over to the bed where she climbed onto it and sat beside him. �What are you reading?� she asked as she took the book from him.

�Book for my Charms essay. How did you know I needed a study break?� he asked as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and took the book from her hand and set it on the table beside him.

She leaned her head against his shoulder. �I guessed,� she said with a smile. �I saw that your House is avoiding you.�

He sighed. �Yeah. I expected it,� he said sadly. �I�m sure they all assume that I let Blaise and Pansy take the fall for something I planned.�

She frowned and ran her fingers over the knee of his pants. �I�m sorry.�

He shrugged. �I�ll live.� He leaned down and placed several kisses along her ear. �How are you feeling?�

She turned and faced him. �I�m fine.� They were quiet for a moment and then she blushed as she smiled. �It�s still a little awkward isn�t it?�

He smiled and brushed his thumb over her chin. �A bit. But since you keep mentioning how awkward it is, I think it�s lessening,� he teased.

She sighed. �I�m just really nervous.�

�Why are you nervous?� he questioned.

She frowned. �I don�t want our relationship to be only about sex, and I�m afraid that now that we�ve done it that it can only be about sex.�

He furrowed his brow. �Hermione, I�m interested in you for more than just sex. You know that right?� When she nodded he continued. �We don�t have to do anything you don�t want to do,� he said as he kissed the side of her head.

�It�s not that I don�t want to, Draco.� She said as she moved to her knees and faced him. �I do. I�m just scared that this is going to change us.�

He tilted his head at her before he spoke, �It is going to change us, though, Hermione. No relationship stands still forever. They evolve over time and change as the people themselves change. Let me give you a for instance. Would you say you are better friends with Potter now or when you were eleven?�

She sighed. �Now.�

�And why is that? Because you�ve spent more time together, been through more. That�s going to happen with us as well. Our relationship will continue to evolve and change just as you and I do. I�m not saying any of this to pressure you or anything of the sort, but I don�t want you to be upset should our relationship change. And change isn�t always a bad thing.�

She sighed. �I suppose you�re right.�

He smiled. �Of course I am. You can�t be right all the time. I have to have a moment for myself,� he said as he rubbed his hand over her knee.

�Lucky for you I find intelligence to be sexy,� Hermione said as she moved into his arms and laid her head against his chest. They were silent for a few moments, Hermione just listening to his heart beat. �Thank you,� she said softly.

�I don�t know what you�re thanking me for, but you�re welcome all the same,� he said as his fingers stroked through her hair.

She slid her leg over his hips and straddled his lap. �I�m thanking you because you seem to know just what to say to make me feel better.�

He moved his hands around her waist and shifted beneath her, settling her over the bulge beneath his trousers. He smiled. �I do live to please you,� he said with a chuckle.

She grinned. �Do you? Care to prove that?� she asked as she leaned forward and brushed her lips over his.

He cupped her face in his hands and pulled her into a deeper kiss. �I�d love to. But, are you sure? I mean, I don�t want you to feel like you have to. In fact, we can go back to doing what we did before if it would�� she leaned forward and cut him off with a kiss as she began to loosen his tie.

�I want you, Draco. I just don�t want to lose what we have because we�ve moved to the next level.�

He rolled her to her back and captured her hands in his and slowly slid them over her head. �I want you too, Hermione. So badly it hurts,� he said as he brought both of her hands into one of his as he pinned them above her head. She arched beneath him as his other began drifting over her body. He slowly teased along her covered skin, skimming just along the edge of her bra before moving lower over her rib cage. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and thrust against him as his fingers found the hem of her skirt. She gasped as his warm touch settled along her thigh, finding that everywhere he touched was like electricity running beneath her skin.

�Kiss me,� she whispered. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against her and her lips parted to allow his tongue entrance. They had hours in which to enjoy one another and Draco planned to make the most of it.

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�I can�t believe you didn�t tell me,� Ginny said, as she leaned against Harry. They were currently seated in the Gryffindor Quidditch stands and she had been giving Harry a hard time since dinner.

�It wasn�t my place, Gin. I would have told you and Ron, but I couldn�t. It was for Hermione to decide who should know and who shouldn�t.�

She shook her head. �I still can�t believe it, though. How can she trust Malfoy?�

Harry shrugged. �They�ve spent a lot of time together. And thinking back on it, I guess he was trying to show that he had changed. Remember before Christmas when he was as nice as Malfoy could be? Even taking points from his own house?� Ginny nodded. �Maybe he was trying to show Hermione that he had changed. Come to think of it, she defended him. It really bothered me at the time, but knowing what I know now that makes a lot of sense.�

Ginny frowned. �Have you talked to him?�

�Why would I talk to him?� Harry asked, staring at her as if she had two heads.

Ginny turned to face Harry. �Because, you�re the closest thing she has to a brother. Someone should warn Malfoy that if he steps out of line then he�s a dead man.�

Harry shrugged. �I think that goes without saying. Especially since Ron knows.�

�Speaking of, Hermione told me how he reacted.�

Harry nodded. �Surprised the hell out of me, I�ll tell you that. We took him to the opposite end of the castle in one of the old classrooms and Hermione sealed it because she feared his reaction.�

She frowned. �And he wasn�t mad?�

He was quiet for a moment, then sighed. �Actually, I think he was more hurt than angry. But it�s not like she has a choice. The decision wasn�t her own at first, and now she�s in love with the git.�

�Do you think he�s in denial?�

�Possibly, but he just seemed to accept it. That�s not usually Ron�s style, but I think the shock of the news added with the fact that he already knew something was up with Malfoy concerning Hermione, and he just seemed really resolute. He was still angry that she didn�t tell him, but less so about the actual news. It really quieted his argument that Malfoy planned her attack.�

Ginny tilted her head. �I wonder why Blaise and Pansy would just suddenly attack her like that. Pansy�s never been one to get her hands dirty and Blaise has been low key his entire time here.�

Harry frowned. �I don�t know. Other than the fact that most of Slytherin house have ties to Death Eaters, I can�t really give you a reason.� He placed several kisses along her neck. �Are you still angry that I didn�t tell you?�

She shook her head. �No. I should be, as you are my boyfriend and you shouldn�t keep secrets from me, but I know why you did. Much as I don�t like it.�

He sighed against her skin. �Again, I�m sorry.�

She reached a hand up and patted his face. �You�re forgiven.� She leaned forward and kissed him. �Let�s not talk about Hermione and Malfoy anymore.�

Harry smiled. �No problem,� he said as he returned her kiss.

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Lucius looked up from the Runes book he was currently perusing when Rodolphus joined him at the table once more, a book on Merlin in his hand. They were currently in search of the symbols on the map, looking as they had for months. Lucius hadn�t been home since Christmas and he ached to see his wife, however, he never mentioned her to his companion. He couldn�t allow him to see that he had any interest in her beyond that of a trophy wife, as he knew for a fact that Rodolphus felt that way about Bellatrix.

Lucius didn�t see much to be proud of there.

Bellatrix looked nothing like Narcissa. Where Narcissa carried beauty and grace, Bellatrix was hard edges and craziness. Lucius knew that years in Azkaban had only made Bellatrix�s already hard appearance roughen. Voldemort doted on her, even more so than he did Lucius, and he had to say that he was glad the Dark Lord had never taken interest in his wife.

�Anything?� Rodolphus asked.

Lucius pushed the book away, aggravated. �Nothing. It�s been bloody months and these symbols are nowhere to be found,� he hissed.

Rodolphus sighed. �It shouldn�t be this hard to find it.�

�Whatever �it� is, they�ve hidden �it� very well.�

Rodolphus tilted his head as he looked at Lucius. �Any idea what it is that we�re after?�

Lucius nodded at that. �Several. Merlin had several magical objects in his possession, however, none of them really stood out that would be so important.�

�What if it was something related to someone Merlin was associated?�

Lucius stared at the book in front of him, something clicking in his head at a rune that had looked close to the one they were looking for. However, he had passed it off as not being the correct one. He looked up at Rodolphus and tilted his head. �What did you say?�

�An object that someone around him had used. That would still be rather powerful, correct?�

Lucius pulled one of the many books in the stack before him towards him and began flipping through the pages. He removed the sheet of parchment once more and examined the rune against the one in the book and realized that it was the same rune, only the ink on the parchment had run. It suddenly clicked to Lucius what they were looking for.

He placed the book on the table and pointed to the rune. �That�s it. That�s what we�re looking for.�

Rodolphus looked at the book and the translation of the rune. �Sword? We�re looking for a sword?�

Lucius shook his head and began examining the books. �Not just any sword. We�re looking for the sword. Excalibur.�

Rodolphus furrowed his brow. �But Merlin didn�t use that object. His Muggle Arthur did.�

Lucius looked at him. �But Merlin took him to the place to receive the sword from the lake.� Lucius sighed. �Merlin was afraid that Arthur would fall in battle, so to keep that from happening, he took Arthur to a lake where the Lady of the Lake bestowed the sword on him. It�s powerful. Even the scabbard the sword sat in is said to contain power as the person that wore it could not be made to bleed. I am confident this is it, Roddy.�

Roddy looked to the book. �Any idea where it is?�

�Legend is that when Arthur lay dying, he gave it to one of his men to throw back into the lake.�

�The original lake?� he questioned.

�Yes, and a hand was said to reach up and take it.�

Rodolphus sighed and shrugged. �I don�t know how this sword will help our lord��

�One of the legends is that the person who wields the sword again will lead an army to restore Britain to its glory,� he said, a great deal of apprehension converging over him. He was lost as to how he would get this information to Draco to give to Dumbledore. He could only delay their progress for so long before Roddy began to get suspicious. He hoped he could convey what he needed to Narcissa to send to Draco.

Rodolphus tilted his head. �Any idea where this lake is?�

�Several. We�ll check them all.�

�How will we know when we have the right one?�

Lucius sighed. �I have a feeling we�ll know. Let�s go,� he said as he stood and he and Rodolphus left.

*~*

Dumbledore examined the letter than Draco had just handed to him. He was surprised to find that he had information given where Lucius was, but he knew that if anyone could get him word it would be the other man.

�Did you read this, Draco?�

�I did, sir. She addressed it directly to me, and it changed while I was holding it.�

Dumbledore nodded. �I see,� Dumbledore opened it and just read of a mother wishing she could see her son. Obviously, Narcissa had addressed it to her son to see, and not him. �It won�t change in my hands, Draco.�

He took the letter and held it up to Dumbledore, showing only one word. �Excalibur.� Dumbledore frowned.

�The sword that belonged to Arthur,� Draco said. �But why would the Dark Lord want a sword that belonged to a Muggle?�

Dumbledore moved around his desk. �It wasn�t made by Muggles. It was gifted to him by the Lady of the Lake, whose true power we do not fully know. It is associated with Merlin, however, because of his relationship with Arthur.�

Draco frowned as he took a seat in one of the chairs in front of Dumbledore�s desk. �What happens if the Dark Lord gets his hand on that sword?�

�Nothing good,� he sighed. �Which only means we have to find it first, which I hope we will. I�m not sure how long Lucius will be able to keep his partner from becoming impatient.�

Draco sighed. �I�m worried about my father.�

Dumbledore nodded. �Understandable. Your father has put himself at great risk to assist us. Which is why I think you should send word to your mother to go somewhere safe. Should Lucius be found out, they might go after her to seek their revenge. You are protected by these walls, which is much more than I can say for her.�

�Where would you have her go that her sister would not think to look? Couldn�t she come here?�

Dumbledore sighed. �Under most circumstances I would be able to find a position for someone, if I needed to, but your mother, Lucius Malfoy�s wife? That would be nearly impossible.�

Draco shook his head. �I can�t lose my parents,� he said softly.

�We�ll do everything in our power to make sure that doesn�t happen. I may have an alternative, however. Allow me to think on it for a day, and I�ll see if I can�t give you something.�

Draco nodded and sighed. �Alright.�

Dumbledore gave Draco a small smile. �I will do everything in my power to protect your family, Draco. I hope you believe that.�

Draco sighed and finally gave a nod. �A year ago, I wouldn�t have put much stock into it. But�I know better now.�

�Glad to hear it. I believe your first class of the day is Potions?�

Draco nodded and stood. �It is, sir.�

�Very well. I�ll contact you tomorrow about what we should do for your mother.�

Draco moved to the staircase and started down towards his class as Dumbledore moved to the hearth and tossed Floo powder inside. �The Burrow.�

*~*

Arthur/Excalibur legends:

http://www.britannia.com/history/arthur/excalibur.html

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Excalibur

http://www.lib.rochester.edu/camelot/swrdmenu.htm
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