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Locked In	By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 117470 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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Draco slid down Hermione’s body, worshiping her with his mouth. The day had been too long and she needed her rest but he couldn’t stop himself. He was just so happy she was alive. His father was going to prison, Emmanuel and his faction had been captured, and he’d gotten word his Mother’s enchantment had broken. She’d come to visit them in the morning. But now, now was for relishing the fact that his wife and daughter were okay.

Hermione moaned as Draco moved from her breasts to her inner thigh. His hands were everywhere, caressing every plane and dip on her body. Before he started, her mind was completely jumbled with the events of the day and their choices. Unspeakables. She’d never thought she’d be one, nor did she think she’d be accepted to a University in less than an hour. She would start classes right after graduation, take them correspondence when the baby was born and split time between campus and training after maternity leave. It was too much.

“Oh!” she squeaked when Draco dipped his tongue into her tight passage.

“There you are,” he hummed, sending delicious vibrations straight up her spine. “Thought you’d wandered away.”

She groaned. “Sorry, too many thoughts.”

“Forget them for now,” Draco breathed and suckled on her clit as he slid his finger inside.

Hermione squealed as her passage suddenly clamped down, spasming rhythmically against his massaging digit. Before she could come down, he replaced the digit with his cock, filling her completely. Gods, she loved how he felt inside her. He made her feel whole.

“I love you,” Draco groaned as he thrust slowly, mindful of the baby.

“Love you too,” she breathed, arching up so he would move faster. “More!”

“I don’t want to hurt you or the baby,” Draco hissed, changing his angle so he would catch that perfect spot inside her.

“Oh,” she moaned. “Please. Just a little. We’ll be fine.”

Draco hummed and pulled out. Before she could protest, he flopped down on the bed and pulled her over him. She sunk down on his engorged length, hissing at the new feeling. She loved this position. It allowed her to go the speed she wanted, though she knew she wouldn’t be able to enjoy it for long. She found her rhythm, back and forth, up and down. She felt herself tightening and almost stopped breathed when Draco reached around and rubbed her clit, bringing her over with a cry. Draco thrust up a few times before spilling himself into her with a guttural cry and her name on his lips.

They lay quietly beside each other for long moments, contemplating the day. Hermione traced circles on Draco’s well defined chest, picturing it spreading and becoming even more muscular with training. Gods he was going to be gorgeous. She felt like a troll beside him, her fuzzy hair, distended belly, and general frumpiness. Draco put his lips to her forehead and chuckled.

“You’re going to be even more of a knock out.”

“Hey!” she snapped. “Stay out of my head.”

Draco chuckled. “I don’t have to get in your head. You’re like an open book, love. I can’t wait to see you eight months pregnant.”

Hermione frowned. “You fancy whales now?”

Draco shook his head. “That’s my child in there. I did that. It’s sort of a pride thing.”

Hermione snorted. “You man, makum baby with big strong sperms.”

Draco chuckled. “Not quite. More like, look everyone, I managed to convince the hottest, smartest, kindest, fiercest woman to marry me and have my child… maybe not in that order but still.”

Hermione giggled at that. “Yes well, I still landed the Prince of Slytherin. No woman before me has been able to tame him.”

“True,” Draco said haughtily and then kissed her nose. “So… guess we need to talk about what we’re going to do now.”

Hermione sighed. “Well, we’re Unspeakables now, though I’m not so sure I like it.”

Draco frowned. “Not like we had a choice, though I am surprised Snape is one.”

“What gets me is that they never said exactly what it was an Unspeakable did!”

“I think that’s what we’ll learn when we start training,” Draco said softly. “But I don’t like it any better than you do.”

“You think Professor Snape could tell us?”

Draco hummed. “Maybe. He hadn’t returned yet though.”

“Probably a debriefing.”

Draco chuckled. “Yes, I rather liked my debriefing.”

Hermione playfully smacked him in the chest. “You don’t wear briefs.”

“Technicality. Anyway, I suppose we could go and ask.”

Half an hour later, they were bid entrance to Snape’s chambers. They shouldn’t have been surprised to see Harry and Venus there as well, both looking a little pale. Naomi smiled at them from her perch on the side of a chair. They meekly took the loveseat and waited for Snape to ward his door again.

“I assume you are here to learn more about your new job,” Snape said quietly as he stood over them.

Hermione nodded. “What do they do?”

“First,” Snape said, “they look out for their own. Allow me to check the child?”

Hermione nodded and watched as Snape ended the disillusion spell on her stomach and started several diagnostic spells. Each one showed some different aspect of the baby’s health. Finally he cast one that amplified the heartbeat. Hermione was surprised to find tears running down Draco’s face as they listened to the strong beat coming from her womb.

“She’s healthy,” Snape said softly. “Would you like to see her?”

“Can we?” Hermione asked hopefully.

Snape nodded and cast another spell. Suddenly, an image of their daughter floating along in her womb appeared. She was a tiny thing, all head and hands and a spine but she was the most beautiful thing Hermione had seen. Her daughter, her precious daughter. She could see the tiny thing sucking its fingers and wiggling around.

“That’s our girl,” Draco said in a strangled voice.

Snape hummed. “She’s quite strong. Congratulations you two. You’ve done well.”

“She’s beautiful,” Naomi said in awe. “Do you have a name picked out yet?”

“No,” Hermione said quietly.

“We don’t want to jinx it,” Draco continued.

“Well, rule one of the Unspeakables,” Snape said quietly. “Unless it directly affects the mission you are on, you always protect your fellow recruits. Always. You have my pledge. Nothing will happen to this child as long as I’m… undead.”

Everyone laughed at his statement, though the significance was not lost on anyone. He had tea delivered and sat down in his chair beside Naomi. When things were settled, he began his story.

“I joined the Unspeakables shortly after I graduated. They saw me using wandless magic on a raid and I was given a choice. I was already working desperately against Voldemort by that time. I found out what he planned and realized my daughter was in danger. I never told them about Venus, but they knew. The vow you took earlier has a trace in it. It catalogues each and every blood relative you have and provides a tree. They kept Venus and Naomi safe, even though they couldn’t do the same for Harry.”

“What is their objective?” Hermione asked.

“To keep the peace… no matter what.”

“But the Dark Lord,” Draco started.

“Was a much bigger problem than they’d ever dealt with,” Snape said. “They were lucky I joined after I was a Death Eater. All other attempts at breaching were futile. We lost so many at first that they stopped trying. They joined the Aurors, became shop workers, posed as muggles, and did what they could to protect the innocent until someone got close enough to destroy him.”

“They never got the chance,” Venus said softly.

“No,” Snape said sadly. “They made sure Harry survived until he got the chance.”

“So what would we be doing then?” Harry asked.

Snape leveled him with a gaze so grim that Harry had to gulp. “We make sure it never happens again."
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