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Locked In	By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 117470 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 13
Disclaimer: I do not own HP, JK Rowling does. I make no money doing this. I have the moths in my pockets to prove it.

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Draco stared at his lovely wife in the dim glow of the torchlight. Wife! “Did we really just do that?”

Hermione gave him a soft smile. “We did.”

Draco sighed and pulled her over to the familiar bed they’d shared for a time during their confinement. “Best. Day. Ever.”

“So far,” Hermione whispered and leaned forward to kiss him.

Their tongues battled for dominance for a while until Draco won out, claiming his victory by gently pushing his bride to lie on the bed. He took his time, kissing every inch of exposed skin he could reach, worshiping her the way he thought she deserved. He’d never felt this way before, like all his hopes and dreams were tied up in this one beautiful person. He grabbed his wand and magically removed their clothes, not wanting to ruin them for the she-weasel. He supposed he really should start calling her Ginny. She had let them use her wedding dress and nicked her brother’s dress robes. She’d completed the perfect wedding. Well, he’d think on it later. Right now, he had a sexy wife to devour.

Hermione’s mind was gone. Draco was torturing her so sweetly that it brought tears to her eyes. She felt loved and cherished, so much that she wanted to return the favor but he wouldn’t allow it. He straddled her thighs and brought her hands together above her head, pinning them with one of his. Then he proceeded to taste her all over, kissing, nipping, licking, biting, and nuzzling his nose against her. She was burning up and desperate to feel him inside her.

Finally, he shed his clothes but her hopes were shattered when he went back to exploring her with his mouth. She moaned in frustration, bucking her hips so he’d get the point. All this earned her was a sharp smack to the hip and a warning to be patient, which only made her less so. He worked his way down her body, only blowing softly over the place she wanted him most before he moved down to taste her legs. Gods she wanted him.

Draco wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold on to tease her. Her little moans and whimpers and breathy pleas had him hard as stone and aching. One tortured groan escaped her when he blew over her mound again and he gave up all pretenses. He lined himself up and entered as slowly and gently as he could. He didn’t want to hurt the baby. Baby. It made his heart leap into his throat even as his cock was enveloped in her tight, moist heat. It was a deadly combination, threatening to make him go over.

Hermione was loving and hating her new husband at the same time. He felt amazing inside her but he was moving too slow. She understood savoring the moment but she needed more, so much more. She bucked her hips, making him gasp and grit his teeth. She dragged her fingers down his back until she reached his arse, squeezing hard, urging him on. He was on the edge and she knew it.

“Damn it, Hermione,” Draco hissed. “I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

Hermione fought the urge to roll her eyes. “The baby is fine Draco. I’m not even that far along. Now fuck me or I’m going to fuck you.”

Fire lit Draco’s eyes and he sped up, harder and faster, just the way she wanted. He whirled his hips, hitting that perfect spot that made her toes curl. She met him thrust for thrust, reveling in the feeling of him. She could feel the beginnings of her orgasm, burning in her abdomen. Just a little more.

Draco couldn’t hold on any longer. He reached around to rub her clit. “Come for me love.”

It was enough. Hermione moaned loudly as her climax washed over her. Draco couldn’t fight the feeling of her walls clamping down on him. He thrust sporadically, coming so hard he saw stars. When his euphoria ebbed, he rolled over to the side, taking his wife with him. He listened to her breathing as it steadied and slowed. Staring into the darkness, he once again thanked his lucky stars… and the ROR.

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The next morning, Hermione stretched and winced. Draco had woken her several times during the night, not that she minded. It was going to take its toll today though, she could tell. Before she could wake Draco up, Dobby popped into the room.

“Morning Madam Malfoy,” he said, bowing so low his ears brushed the ground. “I’s be telling you to wake up. The castle be having a special breakfast for yous.”

Hermione fought down a blush at Dobby’s greeting and smiled. “Thank you Dobby. Um, would you mind fetching me a change of clothes?”

“Of course!” Dobby squeaked and snapped his fingers, producing two sets of clean clothes. “There is some for Lord Malfoy too.”

“Thank you!” she breathed.

Dobby bowed again. “If yous need anything else, just call.”

Draco managed to peel his eyes open as the little elf popped out. “What’s going on?”

“Dobby brought us some clothes and said the castle had a special breakfast for us.”

Draco nodded and stretched before sitting up and kissing his wife on the cheek. “Morning, wife.”

Hermione blushed. “Morning husband.”

Draco grinned. “I like the sound of that. Come on. Let’s shower and get dressed.”

The shower took much longer than expected and Hermione actually had to call Uncle when Draco tried to go for a third round. She was too sore and much too tired. Instead of pouting, he merely kissed her and told her he understood. She wished once again that other people could see him like that. Of course, that would never happen. Draco was the consummate Slytherin. Showing one’s true self was a sign of weakness. It was a privilege to get beneath the mask, one she could say she had.

Breakfast was waiting for them when they were finished. It was amazing, fresh fruit, heavy cream, a full English breakfast, piping hot tea, and several different juices. There was also a golden card in the middle. Curious, Hermione plucked it from the table and opened it.

To The Happy Couple,

You have made us proud. Now change the world.

The Founders

“Well, they don’t want much, do they?” Draco asked wryly.

Breakfast was delicious but they couldn’t stay too long to enjoy it. It was only Wednesday and they had to put in an appearance in the Great Hall. No one but their, well, Hermione’s closest friends knew about them. Besides, Hermione was dying to find out how Harry was faring now that he knew about Venus. He’d promptly fainted when she told him the night before. Snape took him to the his rooms so they could discuss things. She also wondered if Naomi had found them. She held out hope that Snape would have his entire family by his side.

That wasn’t the case. Her heart sank just a little when Snape was sitting alone at Professor’s table. However, a little nudge from Draco before he joined the Slytherins made her heart jump. Venus was at the Gryffindor table! She hurried over to the table as fast as she could, tripping before she made it over. She almost hit the floor but was saved at the last moment by none other than Theodore Nott. In her shock, she couldn’t speak.

“Watch your step Granger,” Nott said glumly before trudging over to the Slytherin table and parking beside a clearly shaken Draco.

She stood there for a few moments, trying to figure out this new development. Nott had helped her, a muggleborn. Then again, that wasn’t so farfetched, was it? He was in love with one after all. Her eyes found his previous fiancé and she was suddenly determined to see them together. First things first, she made her way to the Gryffindor table, albeit a bit more carefully.

“Harry!”

“Hermione,” Harry said slowly.

Hermione huffed at his nonchalant greeting. “Venus?”

“Good morning, Hermione,” Venus said with a nod of her head.

Hermione bit back a giggle at the slow drawl Venus gave. It was so much like Snape. “How are things?”

Harry sighed and draped his arm around her shoulder. “We’re good. And… thanks Hermione. You gave me what I always wanted, a real family.”

Hermione gave him a watery smile. “Oh Harry, you always had them. I just introduced you.”

AN: You know, this fic has gotten really sappy, hasn't it? Ah well, everyone needs a little sap every now and then. It'll stay that way for a little while, but we still have to deal with Lucy. So many loose ends. I don't wanna tie them all up. *Stamps foot* Anyway, as always, thanks to everyone who reviewed. No seriously, I'm absolutely floored. I can't believe how much you all love this one. Keep those reviews coming and let me know how I'm doing. Until next time... love you guys.
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