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The Affair	By : snowblind12 & Lissa Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 55613 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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I apologize for the three week delay in posting. I was on vacation and had a lot going on. I've already started the next chapter so it won't be a long wait again.
Thanks to the wonderful and amazing LissaDream for her input and for her beta skills. :) LissaDream and I are now co-authoring two stories. "Master Mine" and "A World Not Fit to Live in." They are both on FF, Adult-fanfiction org, and Archive of Our Own. On FF, Master Mine is under her name and "A World Not Fit to Live in" is under mine.
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Friday Evening Continued….
Clarity of thought washed over Hermione as she walked out her bedroom and away from Theo. She would never trust him again and she would likely never forgive him for blackmailing her. How could she? How do you come back from that?! She walked into the kitchen and filled the kettle with water and placed it on the stove top. Beauty rubbed up against her legs as she stood looking out the window over the kitchen sink, her mind still on what had just transpired. She had told Theo the truth. He now knew about Ezmirelda's latest threat and he knew she had gone to Adrian. It felt good to have it all out on the table, so to speak.
Her shoulders slumped and she let out small breath of frustration. If only she could be so forthcoming with Draco. He was not going to be pleased she hadn't told him about Ezmirelda's visit sooner. And, he would likely blow a gasket that she had slept with Theo. Of all the stupid things, Hermione! She never should have gotten so drunk and gone home in such a state. Regardless, you need to tell Draco. As hard as it would be, she knew she would feel better when she came clean.
She was tired of thinking about it. She knew there was only one way to put her worried mind at ease. She turned toward the stove, willing the water to heat faster. Just be honest. You were drunk...and jealous...and reckless...and stupid! She closed her eyes. She needed to tell Draco the truth and she needed to do it soon. This weekend, if possible. Tonight would be even better. Tonight...it would be so good to see him tonight!
She couldn't ignore the fact that she missed him terribly. His visit this morning...his anger...and then that kiss. Merlin, that kiss! It had taken every ounce of her control not to let him have his way with her...right there, on the desk...as they had done before. Just last Tuesday. Had it really only been last Tuesday that happened? It had just been last Wednesday that they had spent that amazing afternoon at The Ritz. Nine days since they had been together. God, it felt so much longer. It felt like forever, and she was burning to see him. She could picture him...she could actually feel him. His strong, protective arms around her, his breath on her ear, his voice whispering delicious promises, commands and words of love, his body molded close to hers. She was getting warm. Might have make that tea iced. She laughed to herself.
The water finally hot, she made her cup of tea and sat down to drink it. Theo had not come out of the bedroom. She looked towards the hall. Maybe he was sleeping. She knew he didn't rested well the night before. She shook her head in sadness as she thought about Daphne and Adrian. That was another source of guilt. She wished she had never told Adrian. Well, you are just full of regrets aren't you? She spoke out loud, quietly and to herself. "Hermione, you need to purge these demons."
In order to do that, she needed to get to Draco. She had crosses to bear. Hmm. A St. Andrews Cross would do nicely. She smiled to herself. Perhaps Draco would understand. Perhaps a punishment...a spanking? She shivered with need and arousal at the thought. She chewed her lip as she pondered how the blond wizard would react when she confessed. Somehow, she doubted erotic spankings would be on the menu. A voice deep within herself craved a true punishment. A true punishment so that she could really put it behind her. But, what was a true punishment? She wasn't quite sure. What would it take for him to forgive her...for her to forgive herself? It was so ironic. Here she was feeling guilty for cheating on Draco with her husband. Your life is truly a mess, Hermione.
Before she could do anything, she needed a way to get to Draco. A way in which her PI follower wouldn't be able to tail her. Or, maybe he wouldn't know she had left? A thought came to mind. A thought she dreaded but would probably work. She tiptoed back to the bathroom and opened the cabinet, happy to find it was still there. She wondered to herself. Does polyjuice expire? It had been in the cabinet for about six years. Back when they had been at each other like rabbits and were really experimenting sexually, she and Theo had contemplated changing into each other and having sex. But, ultimately, they had decided it would be too creepy. So, the polyjuice had been sitting in the cabinet untouched all these years.
She tentatively took the potion out of the cabinet and once again tiptoed into the bedroom. Theo was sound asleep, just as she had expected. She tossed a quilt over him and quietly grabbed a set of his clothing. She then plucked a hair out of his comb. She decided that once she made the change, she would walk out the front door of the apartment as though she were him. The PI tailing her would assume she was still inside and would ignore Theo, and the sound of her Disapparition wouldn’t wake Theo. She felt it was as good a plan as any. She assumed there was a tracer on the floo, so she knew that wouldn't work.
Once in the kitchen, she stripped and then opened the flask of polyjuice before putting the hair in it. She pinched her nose as she took a large swallow. The taste was awful, but not as bad as she had anticipated. Clearly the potion was still effective because the change happened immediately. She grimaced at the uncomfortable sensation of being stretched and contorted. Once the transformation was complete, she pulled on his clothes and picked up her own, stuffing them into her large purse. She felt so huge. She bumped into the door frame as she left the kitchen and almost tripped over her own feet. It would take her a few minutes to mentally adjust to just how big she was. She definitely couldn't apparate until she was more acclimated. She didn't bother with a note because she knew her handwriting would be all wrong. Should have written it before drinking the damn potion! It was too late now. She quietly exited the apartment, grabbing one of Theo's robes to hold over her arm to hide her purse.
She quickly walked down the street, eager to get a few blocks away before Apparating to Draco's. It was so odd...walking down a street she had walked a thousand times before, but this time seeing it through Theo's eyes and from Theo's height. It looked different somehow. She reached the Apparition point quickly, Theo's long legs getting her there at a much faster pace.
When she arrived at Draco's, she knocked on the door, hoping he was home and hoping he would be the one to open it. It suddenly occurred to her that he could have company. What if Astoria opened the door, or Narcissa? Just as she was getting herself worked into a state, Janky opened the door with all the haughtiness of a proper Malfoy elf. "Good evening, Master Theo. Master Draco is working late and won't be home until later."
Hermione smiled and spoke quietly. "Hi Janky," Hermione, or more truthfully, Theo, answered. "It's me, Hermione. I took polyjuice to get away from my flat unnoticed. May I come in?"
Janky's eyes grew wide as saucers. He clearly believed her. "Miss Hermione Granger?" He stood back and gestured into the flat. Once she had entered he peeked out the door, first left then right, confirming she wasn't being watched. He closed the door quickly. His haughty persona was gone and he was himself again as he turned towards her. "Draco will be so pleased you are here. Draco misses Miss and talks about how he wishes he could see her."
"I miss him as well, Janky." She flinched at the sound of her voice. It was so strange to speak and have Theo's voice come out of her mouth. "Is there a way we can contact him? Let him know I'm here?"
"Yes, miss." Janky snapped his fingers, there was a popping sound and he was gone.
Hermione snapped her mouth shut in shock at the elf's sudden disappearance. Within seconds, Janky and Draco appeared in front of her accompanied by another popping sound. Draco immediately stepped back, surprise on his face. "Theo?" He turned to Janky. "You said Hermione was here!"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's me Draco. I took polyjuice so that I could get out of the apartment in secret."
He looked at her skeptically with his signature smirk and cocked eyebrow. "When you came for dinner last Monday, which chair did you sit in?"
She thought for a minute, caught off guard by his question. "I didn't sit in a chair. You handfed me."
He smiled, "It is you." His moved his eyes up and down. "Sorry, Pet, I'd hug you and give you a kiss but..."
Hermione swallowed, nervous about her confession. "Never mind that. I need to talk to you."
Janky took Hermione's robes and bag from her, placing them on the chair behind him. "Would Miss like a refreshment?"
Hermione smiled at the sweet elf. "No thank you, Janky." Janky smiled back and then disappeared with another pop.
Draco spoke as he walked towards the living room. "Are you ok? I'm so happy to see you, but I'm surprised." He stopped and looked at her, hope in his voice. "Have you changed your mind?"
She needed to tell him quickly and was about to answer when she felt it. Relief overcame her. She could feel her body begin to shift back to its natural self. Draco was still watching her and his face contorted with bewilderment at what was happening in front of him. He watched her hair change color and grow out; her body shrink and her face contort. His face was one of disgust and curiosity at the same time.
Hermione cringed at the unusual sensation. Theo's jeans fell off her slender frame and pooled at her feet, leaving her in a t-shirt that was huge on her and boxers that were barely hanging on, the elastic not able to cling tightly enough to her slender frame. Draco's eyes moved to what was going on with her chest as breasts began to grow right in front of him.
"That was...disturbing and hot at the same time," he said with a touch of humor. His eyes shot up to hers, all humor gone as need and desire overcame him. "Fuck, I've missed you." He was on her instantly. His mouth on her lips, his hands wrapped around her, pulling her flush against his sturdy frame. His hands slipped under the elastic band of the shorts and with a slight tug they fell to her ankles, joining the jeans.
Hermione melted into the kiss as desire and need and desperation and fear all washed over her. She pulled away, breathing heavy, her hands in his hair, her eyes on his. God, how she loved his beautiful eyes. She needed to tell him, she needed to confess, she needed him to forgive her. She was desperate. "Draco, I...I.."
His forehead crinkled as he looked down at her. He watched as her eyes looked from his left pupil to his right, like she was searching for something, an answer maybe. Her expression seemed desperate, so full of need. "I'm here, Pet. It's ok," he reassured her, not sure what else to say. He rubbed her back gently.
She shook her head as an almost panicked look came over her. She opened her mouth to speak and then froze. To his utter bewilderment, she slipped to the ground, kneeling in position one at his feet.
Draco stared down at her. It took a moment to process what had just happened. Her desperate expression, her need. Fuck, it was his need to! But he would have foregone the submission just to speed things along and take her here and now. He was famished for her. He swallowed, trying to calm his libido and his desire to just take her. She needed his Dominance right now and he would be there for her.
"Pet, is this what you need? Is this what you want, to submit to my will?" She didn't answer, her eyes glued to the floor. "Answer me, Pet."
"Yes, sir." Her voice was determined.
"Look at me." Her eyes shot up to his, they look no longer desperate. Her eyes were focused, conveying no emotion, offering no hints to the thoughts in that magnificent head of hers. His brain was screaming on the other hand. It was screaming Caution! Beware! The last time she had done this was because she was being blackmailed. She had been so upset and so hesitant to tell him. Please, Merlin. Don't let her have another awful burden she has to share. How much more can one person take?
He crouched down in her front of her, studying her face as her eyes followed him. Her position was stone still, her posture perfect and beautiful. Unfortunately, the shirt covered almost every inch of her as she knelt. He swallowed and chose his words carefully. His tone was soft and soothing. "Pet, what is it. What's happened?" She was silent. "Answer me."
He took a breath of relief when her eyes flickered with a touch of emotion. "Please, sir. I need...I need you to punish me."
What? Draco felt his heart start to race. Something was wrong. Why did she feel the need for a punishment? What had happened? He swallowed the massive lump in his throat. "If I punish you, will you then answer my questions? Tell me what I need to know?" He watched her for a minute and then shook his head in irritation when she didn't answer. I think I'm going to have to change that stupid rule. "Pet, for the rest of tonight you are to answer my questions promptly, without me having to give you permission to speak." He took a calming breath. "Now, tell me. If I punish you, will you be forthcoming and tell me what's wrong?"
Her eyes flickered again, a flash of sadness. "Yes...yes, sir. But, it needs to be a real punishment."
Holy Mother of Merlin. Draco ran his hand through his hair as he stood and towered over her. "Do you promise to safeword if it gets to be too much?"
Her voice was small. "Yes, sir."
"Then come with me to my bedroom, and take that shirt off." He watched as she started to stand. He reached his hand out and grabbed her arm when she wobbled. He dropped her arm as soon as she was righted. He turned and started to walk quickly to his room, Hermione close on his heels.
When they entered his room, he gestured to the bed. "Bend over the side of the bed. Keep your feet flat on the floor. Lay your chest and left cheek on the mattress and your hands over your head." He watched as she bent over, following his instruction. His eyes couldn't help travelling down her body and taking in her sex. He wanted her, but shockingly his cock didn't even twitch. He was too worried about what was to come to be aroused.
"What are your safewords tonight?"
"Red and yellow, Sir." Her voice was determined, strong.
"I want you to use the word green as well. If I ask you what color you are, you are to respond green for go, yellow for caution, or red for full stop. Do you understand?
"Yes, sir, I understand."
Draco walked into his closet and pulled down the brown leather belt hanging on the back of the door. As he walked back towards her, he spoke. "Ok, you asked for a real punishment, so I'm assuming you want this to hurt? You feel you have something you need to atone for?"
"Yes, sir. I do."
What could it be? He stepped behind her and to the right, widening his stance and focusing on the task at hand. "I'm going to give you six warm up slaps with my hand and then twelve spanks with the belt. They will hurt. "He paused watching her for a reaction. "What color, pet?"
"Green, sir."
He stepped closer and slapped her right butt cheek with a slight upwards motion and then did the same on the left. He continued with four more slaps, not hitting the same spot twice. The slaps were not hard, but they were enough to warm the skin and bring the blood to the surface so that she had a nice pink glow. She hadn't flinched or made a sound. He looked at her face. "What color, pet?"
"Green, sir."
He let out a slow breath as he repositioned himself behind her and readied the belt in his hand. "I am punishing you because you have asked me to. You will count after each stroke." He really didn't like this. He didn't like punishing her when he didn't know why, but he trusted her and would give her what she needed.
Hermione closed her eyes and let out a slow breath. She knew this was going to hurt. She was counting on it.
The first strike came down fast and hard. "One," she said clearly and loudly. Ok, that stung.
She took a breath as the second hit came down slightly harder than the first. "Two," she grunted out. The word not as loud and clear as the first.
The third hit was a little lighter than the first two. "Three". Her voice was strong. Harder Draco!
There was a pause and she could hear him shift behind her. "Four." He's afraid he's going to hurt me. "Harder, sir, Please."
A hard hit landed and she flinched. "Five," she said, her voice slightly choked.
"Six," she yelled out as another hard hit came down. Her eyes watering. It's still not hard enough!
The seventh hit was the hardest yet and a sob escaped as she barely choked out. "Seven!"
There was another slight pause before a softer hit landed. This wouldn't do. "Eight. Please. Harder, sir!"
Tears were falling freely now. A fierce hit caused her to yell out in pain. It took her a few seconds to catch enough breath to count. "Nine," she said through tears. She was sobbing. "Please, harder, sir. I need it."
"Red."
Hermione's breath hitched when she heard Draco's voice choke with emotion as he safeworded. She heard the belt fall to the floor. Tears still streaming down her face, she looked back at him. His face was anguished, heartbreak apparent in his eyes. "I can't Hermione. I won't. If I hit you any harder I would have broken your skin." His eyes were red and moist.
She bawled as she looked at him, guilt once again overcoming her. She had not taken his feelings into consideration. She had not thought about how he felt about this. She was selfish. Tears still streaming she choked out, "I'm so sorry, Draco. I'm so sorry." She pulled her knees to her chest and laid on her side. She couldn't stop crying as she started to rock her body.
She felt Draco climb on the bed. He slid next to her and pulled her close. "Shh. It's ok, pet. It's ok. I'm here."
Hermione straightened out her body and snuggled up next to him, her arms pulling him close. "I'm so sorry. Draco. I…I'm so messed up in the head right now."
Draco pulled back from her tilting her chin up with his forefinger. His eyes were intense on hers. His voice was soft, pleading. His eyes still wet with unshed tears. "Can we just...talk? Like a normal couple. Can you tell me what's wrong without me having to beat you senseless?"
"I slept with Theo." The words came out of her mouth before she had a chance to filter them or soften the blow. She watched as comprehension came over his stunned face.
"When?" He asked, his eyes darkening as he pulled away slightly.
"Yesterday. When I was drunk." She swallowed, waiting for his reaction. Watching as he moved away from her. Oh, please. Don’t pull away…shit, this is bad.
Draco, rolled completely away and moved to sit on the side of the bed. He wasn't looking at her, his voice was low and raw as he asked, "Did he force you?"
Her tears had slowed, she was crying softly as she said, "No, I was so drunk and...I had seen you with Astoria and I was jealous and..."
Draco stood, his tone angry and impatient as he snapped. "I told you I wasn't sleeping with her!" His back was to her, his hands on his hips. He seemed to be looking at the floor in front of him.
Hermione sat up, her tone pleading. "I know that! I know there was no reason for me to be jealous! And I'm sorry! I was…I was just so drunk and he...he turned on his Dominance and he…"
His turned his head to the side, glaring at her. She recoiled at the disgust in his eyes. "Jesus, Hermione. Is that all it takes? A Dominant male in front of you and you spread your legs?"
Hermione was stunned, a fresh wave of tears filled her eyes. Her jaw fell as what felt like ice water ran through her veins. She felt like the rug had been pulled out from under her. She felt like she was drowning. She knew he would be upset, sad, disappointed. She hadn’t thought that he would be cruel.
She didn't answer him. She didn’t feel like the accusation warranted an answer. She slid off the bed and picked Theo's t-shirt up off the floor. Her voice was calm and factual, but had a slight tremor. "I was drunk, I was upset, and I wasn't thinking clearly. I was excited about my court case and went out with my co-workers to celebrate. Earlier in the week, Ezmirelda had stopped by threatened that if I didn't start being intimate with Theo again and produce an heir, she would release the photos." She stepped further away, towards the door. "I’ve been terrified, and overwhelmed, and missing you so much!” Her voice trembled with emotion. “Yesterday, at the bar, I was trying to escape from my miserable reality for a little while. When you came in with Astoria, in my drunken state I was horrified. I made a terrible, terrible decision. It was an awful mistake...and I'm sorry. I’m so sorry, Draco. I just…"
His eyes cut to her form. "Ezmirelda came to see you? Why didn't you tell me?"
She wiped her wet cheeks. That’s all he took away from her speech? "I didn't have a chance! I...well, I was going to tell you in my office today but you had to leave." He didn't say anything else. He refused to look at her. She was a combination of heartbroken and starting to feel angry with his lack of response.
She sniffled, her voice resigned. "I'm sorry, Draco." She walked with purpose out of his room and to the living room. She grabbed her purse and took her clothes out, dressing quickly. She tossed Theo's things into the bag and grabbed his robe. As she opened the front door she could hear him coming into the living room. She quickly stepped into the hall. She had just turned to Apparate when she heard him call out, "Wait, I'm sor - " She was already gone.
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