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The Affair	By : snowblind12 & Lissa Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 55609 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Co-written with LissaDream
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"You want to tell me what the hell that was all about?"
He was obviously angry, which was very rare for Theo. Hermione swallowed before unleashing her frustration. "You're upset with me? You're mad because I wanted you? Because I desired my husband?"
His jaw fell, suddenly realizing how he was coming across. "No, you know what I mean. I'm not angry, I'm concerned. I don't mean to react so poorly, but in the seven years we've been married, you've never shown up at my work and demanded sex, and you were so aggressive." He sighed. "Can you blame me for being taken by surprise?" He stepped towards her and pulled her into his arms. His voice was soft. "Just tell me, kitten. What brought this on?"
Feeling safe in his arms, her anger and frustration began to melt away. Hermione almost found herself telling him the truth. All of it. What she wanted from him as well as Malfoy's indecent proposal. But something made her stop. She didn't think she was prepared to handle the fallout from the shit storm that would follow. Plus, she didn't want to make him feel like he had to be something he didn't want to be.
"I just," she swallowed and continued. "I've had a stressful morning. I missed you and I needed you, and... I'm sorry. It was inappropriate and unfair. I'll go." She pulled away and started to walk towards the door.
Theo quickly stepped over and pulled her back into his arms. He spoke reassuringly. "It's okay...you just took me completely off guard and you were so...desperate and needy."
Hermione pushed back from her husband, concealing the fury that was reigniting under the surface. Did he really just call me desperate and needy? I wouldn't be desperate and needy if you hadn't changed! Plastering a big smile on her face, she avoided an argument with false reassurances. "I'm fine. I'm gonna go. I'll fix shepherd's pie for dinner, I know it's your favorite. "
Theo smiled. "Looking forward to it, kitten." He cocked his head and asked with genuine concern, "You sure you're okay?"
"Yep, gotta go. Love ya." With that, she dashed out of the small room and made her way quickly through the library. She Apparated back to her office. "Close the floo and lock the door, Lizzy. I need some time to myself," she snapped at her assistant as she stormed into her office and slammed the door.
She collapsed onto her chair and leaned back, closing her eyes, willing herself to calm down. In truth, she was more hurt than angry. Am I desperate and needy? She felt deflated and lost. What is wrong with me and how obvious is my desire if Malfoy could see it? She scolded herself. You need to put this nonsense behind you and stop acting like a child. Theo Nott is a good man and he loves you. So what if your sex life isn't as exciting as you want? Sex isn't that important. Stop thinking about it!
She took a deep breath. Moxie...she needed to be thinking about Moxie. Her questions weren't answered at Malfoy Enterprises and she had no desire to be alone with Malfoy again, so she would proceed with her plans to meet with Rita Skeeter. She and Rita were not, and never would be, friends. However, they both realized the other was a valuable resource and they developed a 'quid pro quo' type relationship. She would invite Rita to lunch and then throw herself into her work. When she wasn't at work, she would focus on being a good wife to Theo. She needed to put all this nonsense behind her.
Hermione owled Rita inviting her to lunch but Rita wasn't available and suggested lunch the following day. Hermione accepted and started looking over her notes. There was a knock at her door. "Hermione? Another owl has arrived for you. It looks like it's from Theo."
"You can come in, Lizzy." Lizzy had been Hermione's assistant just over a year and she was very fond of the older witch. As Lizzy handed Hermione the note, Hermione smiled up at her. "I'm sorry I was in such a state and snapped at you when I came in. "
Lizzy smiled at Hermione warmly, "You have nothing to apologize for. I've never worked for anyone who treated me as well as you do. How about I make you a cup of tea?"
"That would be wonderful. Thank you."
When Lizzy left to get the tea, Hermione opened the note. "I hope you don't mind, but I invited Draco to join us for dinner tonight. I'll explain when I see you. I told him 6:30. Love you, Theo." Hermione balled the note up in her fist and threw it at the wall.
"Oh dear. Perhaps you need something stronger than tea?" Lizzie was standing in the doorway with the tea tray.
Hermione sighed. "No, Lizzy. Tea is perfect. Please come sit and have a cup with me."
Lizzy walked over and placed the tray on Hermione's desk where she started preparing their cups. "You know Hermione, I'm here if you ever want someone to talk to. I'm an old witch with a lot of mistakes in my past. I've learned a lot of lessons over the years and I have plenty advice to give should you ever be in need. I'm also a good listener."
Hermione laughed. "You? Make a mistake? I don't believe it's possible. You're simply perfect, Lizzy."
Lizzy handed Hermione her cup and then sat in the chair across from her, stirring her own. "Oh no, my dear. I've made plenty mistakes. Too many mistakes...I assure you."
Hermione sipped her tea studying the older witch. After a moment she sighed. "Well, I seem to be a little less content with my marriage the past few years and I need to snap out of it. I mean, Theo is a wonderful husband. He treats me well and I want for nothing. I'm angry with myself for even thinking I'm not a hundred percent happy!"
Lizzy seemed to contemplate for a minute. "Hermione, no marriage is perfect, and I have yet to meet anyone who is a hundred percent happy...married or not! However, in my experience, which is vast considering I'm on my third marriage, you can't ignore your feelings. When you try to sweep things under the rug, they cause a ripple that will trip you up later and cause more damage than if you just dealt with them in the beginning."
Hermione was shocked. "You're on your third marriage?"
Lizzy smiled and nodded. "I married very young the first time and it only lasted a couple years. My second husband died in the war. I married a third time five years ago." She sipped her tea.
Hermione put down her cup and leaned forward. "I'm so sorry about your second husband. Please don't answer if you don't want to, but...what happened?"
Lizzy smiled and stared out the picture window. "He was at the wrong place at the wrong time. He was having dinner with some Muggle-born friends and they were attacked by Death Eaters."
"Oh, Lizzy. I'm so sorry. That's just...terrible." Hermione picked up her cup and took a sip thinking back on the loved ones and friends she had lost because of Voldemort and his Death Eaters.
Lizzy smiled at her. "So… you see, I have lots of experience when it comes to husbands. And don't bother telling yourself that you're wrong to question your marriage or your happiness. You have one life and that's it." She paused and continued. "That doesn't mean you should be reckless, but if there is something missing in your life or your marriage, and if you can put your finger on what is causing your discontent, then you need to face it and address it…before it festers and becomes a bigger problem."
Hermione sighed. "Yeah, I know you're right. I started to address it with him last night but wasn't as direct as perhaps I should have been. I sort of skirted around it. But, he dismissed it and it became clear to me that he didn't feel like I did and if I demanded what I wanted, then he would be unhappy. I feel like either way, one of us will be unfufilled."
Lizzy contemplated for a minute. "Well, communication is key. He needs to know how you feel so that he can make his choice."
Hermione shook her head. "No, no. I don't want it to go that far. He's a good man and he'll choose to give in to what I want and then he'll be unsatisfied. I couldn't bear that!"
"So instead, you'll be the unhappy one?"
Hermione sighed. "It's not like I'm completely miserable!"
"Well, my dear. We've just run a circle right back to the original problem."
Hermione laughed. "I know logically that what you are saying is correct. I guess I just need to think about it. Maybe there's a middle ground somewhere in all this. "
Lizzy smiled. "Now that, my dear, is being wise beyond your years."
Wednesday Evening
Hermione was setting the table when Theo arrived home at six. Just like the night before, he kissed her on the cheek. "Smells good, kitten." After patting her on the behind, he headed to their bedroom to change clothes. Hermione couldn't help the heavy exhale of discontent that escaped her lips.
When he came back out to the kitchen, Hermione asked her husband, "So, how did you end up inviting Draco to dinner?"
He looked up sheepishly. "Oh, you don't mind, do you? I was in Diagon Alley for lunch and ran into him. He mentioned wanting to get together and I suggested tonight. You said you were making shepherd's pie and you know he loves that almost as much as I do. Besides, you always make enough to feed an army."
Hermione forced a smile. "No, I don't mind. Did he mention I saw him this morning?"
"Yeah, he said you have a client that has a complaint against ME. He said he wanted to talk to you about it, but you had to leave." His look became curious. "Was that before you visited me?"
Hermione thought fast. "Well, not directly before. I ran a couple errands before coming to the library," she lied.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Theo opened it while Hermione headed back into the kitchen. She could hear the wizards talking and Theo opening a bottle of wine. She squared her shoulders and took a deep breath before walking into the living room.
Her mouth went dry at the sight of Draco. He was wearing faded Levi's, a grey shirt, and a black sports jacket. She swallowed and pretended everything was normal by walking over and giving him a hug hello. He hugged her back and as she pulled away, his hand traced down the bare skin on her arm. She shivered and turned quickly towards Theo to find he had his back to them and was pouring the wine. She looked back at Draco who was staring at her with a slight grin.
Draco winked at her and she gave him an evil glare. "It's a little cold in here. Think I'll grab my sweater."
When she walked back into the living room, the wizards were in another Quidditch discussion. She rolled her eyes and headed into the kitchen to check dinner.
She was standing at the sink, looking out the window when she felt him approach behind her. He was close, very close and she couldn't help the chills sweeping through her, despite the sweater she had just put on.
"You've been thinking about it, haven't you, pet?" he whispered.
Hermione was startled by his audacity to be in such close proximity to her and stepped to the side and away from his towering form. She turned to him and whispered angrily, "I'm not your pet!"
He didn't smile. His look was intense, and his demeanor was that of man with total confidence. His words were simple. "Maybe not, but you could be." His steely gaze didn't move from hers and she felt her knees go slightly weak.
Hermione swallowed. She couldn't help the warmth creeping up her neck to her cheeks and knew she was blushing. She could feel her heart begin to pound and her breathing picked up. Draco just watched her, his gaze unchanging. He said quietly, but definitively, "Tonight, you will eat everything on your plate. You will drink no more than two glasses of wine. You will smile and be engaging. If you disobey, you will be punished."
Hermione glared at him and was about to give him a piece of her mind when Theo walked in. "Hey you two!"
Draco's whole demeanor changed. His posture relaxed, and he smiled widely at his best friend. "I was just telling Hermione here how good dinner smells," he fibbed quite convincingly.
Hermione's mind was reeling. She couldn't deny the effect Draco had on her, or more accurately, the effect his Dominance had on her. She found herself compelled to obey him...but knew if she did, she would be crossing a line. She would be accepting his control of her, even if it was only for the evening. On the other hand, it would be a fairly innocent exchange, wouldn't it? It's not like she was having sex with him. It's not like it was a point of no return.
She smiled at Theo and then Draco. "Gentlemen, if you'll have a seat at the table, dinner will be right out."
After the wizards left the kitchen, an idea came to Hermione. She pulled the souvenir wine glasses out of the cabinet. Several years ago, on their two year anniversary, Hermione and Theo had gone to Hawaii and had brought back huge, oversized wine glasses that said "The Magic Never Dies in Wailea". They were actually quite cheesy, but they had bought them when they were drunk. When they got back, she didn't have the heart to throw them out. She brought the three large wine glasses out and waved her wand, moving the wine from their existing glasses to the new ones. She then waved her wand and filled them each with more wine.
"I thought since we are less than two weeks away from our seven-year anniversary, we should drink out of these wonderful souvenir glasses from an earlier anniversary." She smiled brightly from Theo to Draco.
Theo smiled back. "What a great idea, kitten! Although that's a lot of wine for a work night!"
Draco looked at her and smiled. "Yes, I would say one of these glasses equals two of a normal glass."
Hermione smiled back, with a slightly deviant expression. "A glass is a glass."
Hermione congratulated herself for getting one over on her pretend Dominant. She waved her wand and the shepherd's pie floated into the dining room. Each plate was served a hefty portion, accept hers which only had a small serving.
She sat down and lifted her glass, toasting Draco. "Cheers, Gentlemen. It's wonderful having you here Draco." She smiled brightly at him, but it was a smile of defiance.
"Thank you, Hermione. It's wonderful to be here." He was returning her smile, but his was more of a smirk. Draco's eyes then went to her plate and noticed the small serving. He looked back up at her. His glare conveying his displeasure. Theo was too busy eating to notice any of it.
Hermione smirked back, daring him to say anything.
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