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Love and Lies	By : egatekeeperu Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Love, Sex, and Burnt Eggs

The smell of coffee woke Hermione the next morning, she always love the morning after with Draco. She always woke up satisfied and well rested. Slowly she got out of bed and made her way to the shower. As much as she loved her husband she did not want to go about her day smelling like him.

Hermione stepped into the oversized shower and let the warm spray, wash over her body. She couldn't help but laugh every time she stepped into this joke of a shower. Her dear husband about a week ago, decided to install a built in seat, she guess he finally got tired of slipping down every time they showered together.

Well she couldn't say they showered, they never seemed to quite get around to actually getting clean. The seat was also a hazard, the idiot had it installed next to the shower door. She hit it every time she stepped out of the shower. You'd have thought after the hundredth time she had hit it she would have realized it was there.

Hermione smiled to herself as she thought of what today was...her four year anniversary. Sometimes she couldn't believe how lucky she was to have a great husband like Draco. Most men would have ran at the thought of having an amnesic wife, however Draco was different. He has always been there for her since day one, always giving her the strength to get through the bad day and share the joy when she remembered something. She could still remember the day she received her real first memory....

Hermione sat across from Draco staring at the potion sitting on the coffee table, "You sure you got the ingredients right?" He gave off a slight laugh, but she could tell he was just as nervous as she was right now. "You may be the smartest witch of our generation," he said sarcastically, "But I am the master of Potions...Trust me it will be fine."

Hermione gave a slight smile and raised the glass to her lips. This thick substance slid down her throat and almost slid back up. She wait for it to settle in her stomach and waited for some answers. Draco took the glass from her hand and knelt beside her taking both her hands into his own.

She waiting for what seemed like a life time, before something started pushing through her mind. She could tell he felt the change in her, because his hands tightened on hers, "Hermione what do you see?"

"I see a..." she said trying to concentrate, "room...maybe a hall with stairs and many children around me." Draco took a ragged breath, "Good...good. What are you doing there, Hermione?"

Visions danced through her head, a group of kids proceeding up the stairs, a witch telling them to wait here. Then a miniature Draco waltzing up to her like he owned the room. "So it's true than," he said in a arrogant, "what they are saying on the train." A confused Hermione look at the strange boy with interest.

"A gorgeous female has come to Hogwarts," he said with a slight smirk. Hermione watched herself roll her eyes and turn away, "You seriously think that line will work, then you are dumber than you look." This however did not put the determine boy off, "The names Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Hermione watched as little Draco offered his hand and herself turned to study it slightly. She could almost see the wheels turning in her own head. However, her manners got the better of her, "Pleasure to meet you, Malfoy. I'm Hermione Granger, but you can call me Granger."

Present day Hermione busted out laughing, "I snubbed you the first day we meet." Draco looked at her with relief, "So the potion is working? You are starting to remember." The last was said as a statement whether than a question, "It's seems unreal almost as if it's someone else's life."

Draco squeezed her hands a little too tightly, "But they will become your memories..." Hermione looked at him very confused, "Of coarse they are my memories...aren't they?" He stuttered as he stood up, "Of coarse they are...I just meant..."

Hermione stood up and wrapped her arms around his middle, "I know these last couple of months have been tough on you." Draco turned around and pressed his lips to hers, "You're worth it."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down toward hers. Draco deepened the kiss and started backing her up toward the couch. Together they fell onto the couch with him on top of her. Hermione could feel his hand slowly moving up her shirt and for once she did not want him to stop.

Other times when he tried to get this close to her, she would always push him away in fear. However, this time she wanted to be close with him. She wanted to know what it was like to be with someone and be loved by them. It was the first time since she lost her memory she knew what she really want and what she wanted was Draco.

That was the first time since she lost her memory, they ever made love. Sure she had regained memories of their first time but for some reason they did not feel like her memories. When she voiced her concerns to Draco he would always shrug his shoulders and tell her not to worry about it.

She looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror and wondered who was this stranger staring back at her. It had been three years and yet she was not any closer to discovering who she was.

But, sometimes she did worry about it, was she the same person as she was before. Hermione's biggest fear was that Draco would one day get fed up with the situation and leave her alone.

The smell of burnt food cut through her train of thoughts. Quickly she ran out of the bathroom and down the stairs to the kitchen, Hermione could not tell if Draco was still in the kitchen or not from all the smoke. "Draco....are you in here?" Hermione cough through the smoke.

"Hermione don't come in here," she heard his voice coming through, "I burnt the eggs and broke a glass trying to turn it off." She covered her mouth to stifle the giggle that threatened to escape. "I can't see you but are you laughing."

Hermione doubled over as the giggle rack her, "I'm sorry....but....you...the...kitchen..." Sudden the smoke disappeared into Draco's wand and she could see him clear, which made her laugh even more. His once platinum blond hair was black from the smoke and there was flour all over her favorite apron, however she could not make herself become angry about that at the moment.

Distracted from all the laughing, she didn't have the chance to defend herself from the attack her bestowed upon her. Her giggles cease when she found herself buried in flour. She slowly looked up and saw her loving husband with a metal bowl in his hand, "Is this how you are suppose to treat your husband after he has slaved away all morning to make you breakfast in bed."

Calmly, as to not let him in on what she was about to do, she slowly raised to her feet with her wand in her hand, "You know dear husband I think you need a nice....cold...shower..." Before he could comprehend what was about to happen, Hermione pulled out her wand from behind her back. "Aguamenti," a gush of water sprouted from her wand hit Draco in the face causing the flour to cape on his face.

Very calmly Draco wiped his face and walk over to the counter, "This means war." He picked up what looked like a parfait and tossed the mixture at her causing it to cape into her hair. The next thirty minutes was spent with them tossing every piece of food at each other until they ended up on the floor with Draco holding her down.

"You should see yourself," she couldn't help but laugh. Draco smirk down at her, "Speak for yourself, darling." She raised her head up and kissed his lip, "Yum the parfait's not bad."

Hermione continued to like the mixture from his lip, cheeks, and chin. "So very tasty," she said in a seductive voice. Draco pressed his body firmly into the kitchen, "Keep it up and I'll strip you here and now."

A smile formed on her lips as she pushed her hips against his causing a moan to escape his lips, "That sounds like a challenge Mr. Malfoy." Draco tore Hermione's robe from her body and started licking her from navel to breast. She could feel her skin light on fire as it always did when she was with him but this time she was going to be in control.

She quickly turned her wand on him, "Incarcerous." Ropes shot out from the end of her wand and bond his wrists, "Kinky wife but don't think I still can't control the situation like this." Hermione smiled and bond his hands above him to the ceiling, "You were saying, husband."

Hermione laid her wand on the counter and pick up a butcher knife. "I love you Hermione, but I'm not really into pain." She laughed and walked up to him, "Neither am I, this is to cut you out of those nasty clothes."

Draco thought he was going to die when she slowly starting to cut away his clothing. He wanted nothing more than to just tear off her clothes and fuck her till she could not move anymore. However, she was in control this time and he would submit to her this time, but she better be prepared for the consequences when he got out of this.

Slowly she moved her way up his body and gentle nibbled on his lips. While her hand reek havoc on his already feverish body. He fought against the ropes, but he should have known that her spell would stick. He watched as she kissed her way from his lips down his body.

Draco thought he would never see a more glorious sight than his wife on her knees before him, however he hadn't planned on being tied up at the moment. He tightened his grip on the ropes as she put her mouth on him. He threw his head back as she sucked him of, while gently messaging his sac.

"Darling, you keep that up I'm not going to last much longer," he said breathlessly. Draco felt her smile against his member and let out a string of curses. Hermione gripped his butt cheeks and pulled him deeper into her mouth and gently scrapped her teeth against his member.

Before she knew what was happening, Hermione once again found herself beneath Draco. His wrists unbound and his breathing irregular. "Wandless magic got to love it," he whispered as he hungrily devoured her mouth. In one fluid move Draco was inside her pumping viciously in and out of her.

Hermione wrapped her legs around him pulling him deeper into her body. Draco kissed her mouth, her breast, anywhere he could reach. Her nails dug into his and bit into his shoulder as her release hit her body. Draco gripped her hair and pull her back so he could reach her lips as he found his own release.

They laid on the floor for several minutes before either one of them could speak. "So...Hunny..." Hermione said breathlessly, "What's for breakfast."
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