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Escape to Love	By : saffron Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 22291 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title : Escape to Love

Author: Saffron

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Rating: NC-17

Summary: Hermione visits Draco Malfoy in prison. This meeting will change everything she knew about him and change their lives forever.

Warning for Canon minions this story does NOT follow canon.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling Owns Everything I Own Nothing.

Chapter Six - How could you?

With the door closed Hermione leaned against the door trying to calm herself. Her strong façade was failing as his words echoed in her mind.

“I don’t want another man’s used goods.”

She slid down the floor crying into her hands, she wanted to be honest with him, and to be open. She wanted their relationship to get off on the right foot. She knew in order for their relationship to work she would have to tell him.

She never thought he would throw her mistake back in her face.

Hermione cried she heard a knock on the door she refused to answer it.

She heard a voice through the door.

“I’m sorry.”

She still would not answer the door. Sometimes I am sorry is just not enough.

Hermione cried for almost an hour before standing up to clean herself up, she walked to the bathroom grabbing her make-up remover. Hermione teared looking at herself; she could not believe she had let him in.

Stripping off her clothes she took a shower before going to bed, Hermione sighed it was only 9:00 pm but she felt like it was later. After twenty minutes, sleep met her eyes.

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Living Room

Draco paced wondering if he should knock, but decided against it. Draco leaned against her door listening to her cry. He lightly knocked waiting for her to open the door, but he teared when it did not open.

He said the only thing he could “I’m Sorry.”

Draco sighed as he leaned his head against the door wondering if she would ever forgive him.

Draco looked at his wand he grabbed it charming himself he needed a drink. He knew she would be pissed but he needed to get sloshed he just could not do it here. He kept seeing the hurt in her face; he needed to get out of the cottage for a while. Maybe than she would consider talking things out.

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Five hours later

Hermione woke up to a crash.

She was breathing hard wondering what was going on. She heard moaning coming from outside her door, she threw on her robe opening it slowly she was quivering with fear.

“Maybe Draco’s in trouble,” she whispered.

She slowly walked down the hall to the sounds when she did her heart broke, there in her living room was Draco was on her couch with a brunette at his feet obviously being sucked off.

Hermione covered her mouth sobbing into her hands she quickly ran to her room. Hermione collapsed on her bed in a sobbing fit. She felt like she was going to die from the pain in her heart.

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Living Room

“Fuck Hermione!” Draco yelled.

The girl giggled pulling his cock out of her mouth.

“My name isn’t Hermione.”

Draco squint his eyes and they widened at the unfamiliar girl at his feet.

“What the fuck?” he roared standing, “Who the fuck are you?” he said in his drunken state.

“We met at the pub; I asked if you wanted company you said okay.”

Draco was in a panic he listened making sure he did not hear Hermione. He had to get the chit out of the cottage fast.

“You have to leave,” he said yanking her to her feet.

She frowned, “What? Hey, were not through yet.”

“Yes we are, sorry but I thought you were someone else.”

She huffed “Fine.”

Draco grabbed his wand putting it in his pocket.

“I’ll walk you back to the pub.”

She smiled nodding at him trying to give him a sexy look, they floo-ed back to bar.

She was about to ask him for his number but Draco whispered, “Obliviate.”

He could not let her remember the address. She blinked around looking at the pub in confusion. Draco slinked away without her seeing him and floo-ed back to the cottage.

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The cottage

Draco coughed into his hands arriving at the cottage he quickly went to the bathroom scrubbing his body. He needed to get the feel of that slag off him.

After an hour of scrubbing he felt clean, he got out of the shower brushing his teeth too many times that he lost count. He took water into his mouth swishing it looking at himself he spat at the mirror in disgust. The water distorting his face as it ran down the mirror.

Draco shook his head he walked into his room wiping his hair with a towel. He placed his suit on his bed he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror Draco crumbled the tie into his hand throwing it at the mirror. He could not believe what he had done. How he had betrayed her. Draco wanted to take away the pain he saw in her eyes.

Draco walked out of his room he had to talk to her; he frowned when he saw a light from the kitchen. He slowly walked towards the kitchen coming to a halt at seeing his girl with a bottle of fire whiskey.

He wondered where it came from; when she downed the glass he looked at her, she looked sad. He remembered what he said to her and sighed she must be really hurt by what he said.

He slowly walked to her sitting down on the chair next to her.

“Hermione are you okay?”

She glared at him “Go away Malfoy.”

He flinched at her using his last name.

‘It‘s back to Malfoy’ he thought glumly.

“I’m sorry I said what I said. I was angry and jealous alright I don’t think your used goods.”

Hermione looked at him with tears in her eyes she looked broken.

“Hermione love what’s wrong?” he asked wanting to take her pain away.

“I saw you with her,” she said.

Draco gasped he knew he was fucked as he stuttered, “Hermione I---”

Hermione slammed her drink down she looked at him with anger.

“What is wrong with you? Leaving the cottage are you insane?”

“Hermione I needed to just un-wind.”

“You could have been caught. That was really stupid you know that right?”

“I know,” He sighed as she cried.

He needed to explain about that girl, “Hermione I’m sorry you have no idea how sorry I am, that girl---”

She shook her head downing her drink as she growled out, “Don’t say anything there is nothing you can say that can make it better.”

Draco felt like crying, “Hermione let me explain.”

“Explain what, You made me feel like a cheap slag after I told you about Harry, I felt like I cheated on you and yet you had some girl in my house sucking your cock, nothing you can say can make it better you shit.”

Hermione stood on shaky legs grabbing her whiskey walking to her room.

She stopped remembering turning with wide eyes she asked, “Malfoy she knows where you are staying.”

Draco shook his head, “I oblivated her.”

She nodded and walked away leaving him alone.

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Hermione’s Room

Hermione sat on her bed crying for what seemed like forever. She didn‘t hear the door open, when she felt a dip in the bed she did not look up.

Draco perched tentatively next to her on the bed he raised his hand to touch her, but drew his hand back.

“Love please I’m sorry.”

She sniffed looking at him, “How could you?”

He sighed, “I was jealous alright.”

Hermione quirked her drunken brow at him, “You were jealous of Harry?”

“Yes of Potter, bloody hell in school you, him and Weasley were like the three musketeers and all the rumours.”

“What rumours?” Hermione asked in shock.

Draco looked at her as if she was crazy, “You don’t know?”

“I wouldn’t be asking if I already knew, now what are these rumours?”

“In school because you three were so close everyone thought you three were having a ménage a trio.”

Hermione gasped and shrieked, “Are you shitting me?”

Draco smirked at her expression, “No.”

Hermione made a ghastly face.

“Oh my god that’s gross!” she shrilled.

Draco chuckled.

Draco had to ask, “So you never dated them?”

“Yuck no that’s just gross! I mean in third and fourth year I had a crush on Ron, but when we kissed I realized that I was out my gourd for even thinking of him that way!” she shrieked in horror that people actually thought this of her and her two best friends.

Draco chuckled as Hermione threw back another glass, drunk Hermione was funny.

“What about Potter?”

She shook her head, “I never liked Harry that way the night we had sex it was a huge mistake.”

She downed her whiskey making a face.

Draco grabbed the bottle pouring a bit in the glass taking a swig.

“I’m sorry for how I hurt you love.”

“Why? I mean does she have something I don’t have?”

Draco gasped shaking his head he felt like an ass.

“No she doesn’t have anything on you, I went out to get a drink, well this girl with your hair came up to me and in my sloshed state I thought she was you. I even called out your name. ”

She sniffed wiping her face needing to ask him, “So was she good?”

Draco sighed he had to be honest as he answered, “Yes she was good at head.”

Hermione frowned at his honesty, “Did you do anything else with her?” her voice hitched.

“No when I saw her I knew she wasn’t you and I told her to leave, I obliviated her.”

She downed another drink; Draco took a swig from the bottle. She looked at him with pleading eyes.

“I’m sorry about what happened with Harry,” he said.

He shook his head kissing her cheek, “It was before us you don’t have to apologize. You did nothing wrong.”

He held her hands stroking her fingers with his thumbs.

“I am a bloody git for what I did; please forgive me,” he said.

Draco touched her cheek he frowned when she flinched at his touch.

Hermione looked up at him tears in her eyes.

“I don’t know if we should do this Draco. Me and you it will never work,” she whispered.

He shook his head, “Hermione please give us a chance,” he begged.

“I don’t know.”

Draco dropped to his knees he needed to make her understand how sorry he was for what he had done.

Hermione did not look at him. She downed her drink gasping as it burned her throat. He wanted to beg she would let him. After what he said and did, he should beg.

“I know I don’t deserve another chance and I know I don’t deserve you but I don’t give a shit I am a selfish man.”

She smiled weakly at his words. She took a swig of the whiskey listening on every word he said. However, she did not look at him.

“I want to be with you. I know I bloody well hurt you. I promise I’ll make it up to you I promise.”

“This won’t be easy Draco. Ron may be okay with us, However, Harry is not going to except us,” she said softly.

He glared, “I don’t give a shit what Potter thinks!” Draco reached for Hermione’s hands.

When she yanked her hands away, he knew he said the wrong thing.

“You may not give a shit but I do! He’s my friend Draco and what he thinks matters to me,” she snapped.

He sighed, “So if he says he doesn’t want us to be together, you’ll end this,” he said sharply.

“We aren’t together Draco not officially,” she said, throwing back another drink.

He wanted to scream.

“We may not have said that were boyfriend and girlfriend. However you can not deny we have feelings for each other Hermione,” he growled.

She shook her head, “I don’t know. If you have feelings for me you shouldn’t have let another girl suck your cock,” she shot back clearly irritated.

He threw his hands up in the air in annoyance.

“I said I was sorry. It will never happen again," he pleaded.

"You better not," she snapped throwing back another drink.

"It was a mistake. I was sloshed you know about making mistakes while drunk,” he argued.

Hermione sulked childishly. He had her. She could not retort he had a point.

Draco wanted to laugh at the pout on her face. She looked quite adorable. However, he knew if he laughed, it would piss her off more.

“That was low,” she snapped.

Hermione stood to walk away. However, his hand stopped her pulling her back down to the bed.

He sighed placing his head on her legs he begged, “I don’t want to fight I want us to start again. I know it will be difficult but I know we can make it work. Please Hermione give me another chance.”

Hermione smiled she was staring at a sight she would have never thought in a million years she would ever see. Draco Malfoy was on his knees begging for her forgiveness.

She brought his palm to her lips lightly kissing it.

“Please don’t hurt me again I don’t think my heart could take it Draco.”

“I promise,” he said.

Hermione sat with him with her legs crossed she took a swig of her drink.

She put her head down not wanting to look at him as she gave her heart to him. It was time for the truth.

“I love you,” she whispered.

Draco’s eyes went wide looking at her.

“What?” he whispered.

He was unsure if he heard her right. His heart pounded into his chest pleading with his brain that he had heard her correctly.

Hermione lifted her head tears falling down her face.

“I know it’s a little soon. I cannot help how I feel. I love you Draco.”

Draco beamed at the brown haired goddess in front of him. Stroking her cheek, He leaned in kissing her lips gently tasting the fire whiskey on her breath.

“I love you Hermione I‘m sorry,” he said lovingly.

Hermione cried into her hands at the words she wanted to hear. She cried harder when she felt Draco wrap his arms around her.

“I love you,” he whispered into her ear.

Hermione snuggled into the crook of his neck wrapping her arms around him. They fell onto the bed the fire whiskey spilling yet forgotten as they held one another.

Hermione sniffed, "Don't think this is over, you are still in trouble mister."

He chuckled kissing her cheek, "I know I wouldn't expect anything less from you. I will make it up to you I promise."

"You better," She said playfully.

He held her as he whispered how much he loved her she did the same.

There was no hanky panky and no sex. They just held each other, and for them just laying there holding each other was more intimate than sex.

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Draco woke the next morning to the smell of fire whiskey. His head was on fire.

“Ow!” he mumbled.

He turned his head it was killing him and yet all pain disappeared when he looked at the woman beside him holding him.

His eyes were bright, and he smiled at her in the light she looked like an angel. Her honey brown hair shimmered in the daylight. His fingers of its own accord ran it through her hair expecting his fingers to be stuck in her curls; it did not his fingers slid through her soft curls with ease.

He inhaled loving the smell of her. He chuckled she smelled of fire whiskey but he could smell the hint of her strawberries.

Draco leaned into her wrapping his arms around her as she did the same in her sleep. She mewed like a cat wrapping her leg almost completely over his.

Tears dropped from his eyes looking at her face he felt complete. He smiled she was the woman he loved; she made him feel safe and whole.

He pulled away when she stirred. Her eyes fluttered open slowly her eyes focused on him. He was scared in her sober state she would tell him to fuck off and he could go to hell.

He frowned when she moaned in pain.

“Oh bloody hell my head hurts,” she whined.

Draco reached for his wand saying a sobering spell. His eyes shined at her when she smiled a grateful smile at him.

“Morning,” she whispered stretching her arms over her head.

“Morning love did you have a good sleep?” he asked.

She mumbled, “Yes I slept wonderfully. You?”

He nodded stroking her face, “Do you remember last night?”

He hoped she remembered his hope faded when she pouted.

“Last night well I remember a few things. Not a lot everything is still fuzzy.”

Draco turned his head not wanting her to see the pain in his face. He sat up grabbing his shirt hastily throwing it on.

“I think I’m going to take a shower.”

“Okay I’ll join you.”

“No” he almost sneered, “I just want to be quick about it.”

She frowned at his attitude.

“Okay I’ll make us breakfast.”

He nodded walking to the bathroom.

Hermione shook her head trying to remember last night. She stood grabbing her robe when it hit her she looked at the bed gasping; she remembered them having a fight, him having his cock sucked. Hermione's heart sank at this but it stirred when she remembered his explanation.

Her heart swelled as she recalled the ending of their talk they had told each other they loved one another. She smiled weakly that is why he looked hurt when he asked did she remember anything.

Hermione quickly walked to the door disrobing. She quietly walked to the shower. She opened the shower door making sure not to make a sound. She felt her breath hitch at the sight of him.

He looked like Michelangelo's David only very well endowed. She mused internally at this thought. Draco currently had his head against the wall, his hands was placed above his head supporting himself, letting the water beat down his chiselled body.

Hermione slid into the shower; he never stirred until she wrapped her arms around him.

He jumped at her warm hands “I thought you were going to make us breakfast.”

She smiled against his back “I changed my mind.”

He sighed he wasn‘t in the mood he was too depressed.

“Hermione I’m not in the mood this morning okay, maybe some other time we can play in the shower.”

She nodded kissing his back, making Draco shiver at the feel of her soft wet lips.

She got out of the shower wrapping her body in her robe.

She was half way out the door when she said, “I love you too Draco.”

She closed the door smiling happily, when she heard him scream, “What?”

She giggled when seconds later the door was violently ripped open, a dripping wet Draco stood there with a towel hastily wrapped around his waist.

“What did you say?” he asked pushing his wet hair from his face.

She smiled leaning up kissing his lips lightly he went to deepen it but she pulled away.

“I’m sorry I didn’t remember right away, and it took me a minute to remember everything.”

He looked at her with hope shining in his eyes.

“You remember?” he asked.

She nodded looking at him with such love it made his heart race.

“Yes I remember I love you,” she said.

He lifted her into his arms the towel dropping in a heap at their feet.

“I love you Hermione Jean Granger.”

Hermione smiled a gleam of mischief lighting her eyes, “So we are boyfriend and girlfriend right?”

He chuckled, “Yes, I know in a normal relationship first comes the commitment than the sex, sorry we got it backwards”

She giggled wrapping her legs around his body.

“It’s alright we aren’t actually in a normal relationship.”

Draco nodded kissing her lips, “It makes things more interesting,” he said wiggling his brows at her suggestively.

She moaned as he kissed her. When he cupped her ass she gasped they had work to do they could not play.

She pulled away gasping for much needed air.

“Draco we can’t not right now.”

He growled in disappointment, “Why the bloody hell not?”

She smiled, “You have to meet and visit your mother and I have to get to work.”

“But it’s Sunday?”

“I know but I thought I’d go to the office and see if I can copy some of the other files.”

He reluctantly pulled away she blushed as he stood before her with nothing on his cock jutting out.

He smirked at her, “Fine, now if you excuse me before I start my day I am going to have a wank.”

She giggled looking at him he stalked to the bathroom slamming the door. She shook her head walking into the kitchen.

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In the Kitchen

Hermione stood cooking some eggs. She happily hummed a jaunty tune when her cell phone rang. She quickly took the eggs off the stove grabbing her phone.

“Hello,” she rested it on her shoulder near her ear.

“Hello Hermione its Ron.”

“Hi Ron what’s going on?”

“I came to your flat and you weren’t there.”

“Ron I’m not at my flat.”

“Hermione I want to talk to you.”

She laughed knowing he was being protective.

“Liar, you want to check up on me, so you can make sure he‘s not torturing me.”

He chuckled, “They don’t call you the brightest witch of our age for nothing. Can I come over or not?”

She smiled she would love company.

“Sure promise me that you won’t tell anyone about this cottage.”

“Cottage Hermione you have a cottage?”

“Yes promise me.”

“I promise.”

“Arlight you can use my floo here’s the address.”

Ron put it in his memory and said, “I’ll see you in a few.”

“Okay.”

Hermione hung up the phone; she opened the floo so Ron could come in through her floo. She finished off the eggs quickly.

Ron came coughing through the floo she put back up the halting floo spell after he came through.

Ron patted his robes when he looked up he gasped looking at her cottage.

“Wow this place is nice. When did you get this?”

“Thank you Ron. A few years ago Sirius let me have it before he---”

Ron smiled, clutching her hand his face told her she did not have to continue.

Ron walked to her hugging her she returned it.

Ron had a huge smile on his face as he looked at the food on the table.

“Did you know I was coming or what?” he said.

Hermione smiled playfully slapping him.

“Sit down I’ll make you a plate Draco should be out in a few.”

Ron eagerly sat down grabbing the fork and knife. Hermione slid a plate to him he smiled cutting a piece of bacon, shoving it into his mouth.

Hermione sat down lifting a cup of coffee to her lips. She unravelled the Daily Prophet to have a bit of news; she wanted the latest on Draco.

She smiled at her best friend; she winced at him he looked as if he was inhaling the food into his mouth.

“Honestly Ron don’t you ever chew,” she said with a disgusted tone.

He looked at her in confusion “What?”

A booming voice awakened them out of their thoughts, “Bloody hell why is Weasley eating my food?”

Hermione turned smirking at the annoyed look on Draco’s face.

Ron glared “She made this for me Malfoy,” he mumbled around his fork.

He was gripping the plate as if someone would steal it from him.

Hermione chuckled at Ron’s possessiveness over his food.

Draco shook his head looking at Hermione “I’m hungry,” he pouted.

She pulled a napkin off a plate of food he smiled walking to her he kissed her lips gently.

“My girl knows how to please me.”

Hermione gave him a wink “You know it.”

He smirked sitting down, and enjoying his meal.

For five minutes, they ate in silence until Ron spoke up.

“My dad told me about your theory.”

Hermione looked at him in interest.

“He believes you Hermione and he wants to help.”

“How did---when did he tell you?”

"I overheard him and Harry talking about it when you left. I was somewhat bloody angry with them; they did not even put a silencing spell on the walls. They told me everything, I didn't tell them you told me everything, because if I did I would have to explain you know."

Hermione nodded around her coffee.

“I want to help Hermione I know I’m no Auror and I am just a keeper but you’re my friend and if Malfoy means this much to you I want to help you.”

Malfoy’s fork froze in mid air at his words. He could not believe that Weasley was going to help him.

The smile that Hermione gave her friend radiated the room.

“Really? Merlin Ron do you mean it do you really want to help?”

Ron nodded around his food, “Yes I am not completely sure about Malfoy being innocent. However I trust you and if you say that there is evidence that may prove his innocent I want to see it to believe it.”

Hermione smiled things were working out.

“Thank you Ron you will see I will prove it.”

Ron looked at her with hope “I truly hope so Mione.”

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After an hour Ron stood he had to get to the floo to he had practice.

“Is it okay I come here when I want to visit you?”

Hermione nodded, “My floo will be open for you.”

He smiled hugging his friend.

He looked at Draco he said in his best polite voice, “I guess I’ll be seeing you.”

“Yes you will,” Draco said matter of factly.

Ron nodded floo-ing out of the cottage.

Hermione smiled at Draco wrapping her arms around him.

“Well at least someone knows about us.”

Draco nodded, “Yup better him than Potter I say.”

Hermione looked at him she knew he was still jealous of Harry. Hermione looked at him her eyes sparkling with humour.

Draco quirked his brow at her smile, “What are you smiling at love?”

Hermione grabbed his hand “Come with me.”

Draco was curious to what she wanted as she pulled him into the living room.

“Hermione we have to get,” however his words were cut off when Hermione pushed him onto the couch.

“Hermione?” he was about to stand.

His body froze as Hermione dropped to her knees. Draco’s cock instantly became rock hard. His brain tried to clear as he looked at Hermione who was now on her knees looking at him with her big brown eyes. He was enthralled by the image in front of him he did not hear her words, however when he saw her lips move he asked, “What?”

Hermione looked at him a blush spreading across her face, “I want to suck your cock.”

Draco gripped the couch; he feared he would pass out.

“Hermione you don’t have to love.”

He shuddered when she reached for his belt, unbuckling his jeans. Draco gulped at the thought of his brown haired goddess sucking him off.

Draco covered her hands stopping her.

“Hermione you don’t have to do this I mean it.”

She did not halt her actions she un-zipped his pants reaching into his pants pulling him out. Releasing him his dick sprung free.

Draco gasped at the feel of her warm hands.

“Hermione I am trying to be a gentleman,” he rasped out.

Hermione lovingly placed a kiss on the tip, licking the bit of precum leaking from his member. Draco’s cock twitched at the feel of her tongue.

Hermione looked into his eyes, she licked her wet lips wantonly “Why start now.”

She pushed him back, “Lean back, enjoy it.”

Draco nodded leaning back his head looking up at the ceiling waiting for the treat that was about to come. He nearly jumped when she took the tip of his cock into her mouth sucking it lightly.

Hermione pulled away licking her palm wrapping her hand around him giving him a few pumps he was now ready for her. His cock was standing hard and proud.

Hermione placed her lips around his thick cock taking him as far as she could go. She gagged when he moved pushing himself to the back of her throat.

“Sorry,” he said stroking her hair.

She shook her head around his cock telling him it was okay. She moved her mouth up and down, taking a little more of him each time. Her tongue ran over his hard flesh, her honey curls brushing against his thighs and lower stomach as she moved her hot lips against him.

She delighted as his moans filled her ears. It made her wet knowing the sounds of pleasure coming from his lips was because of her.

“Oh God,” he rasped clutching the sofa, “…so….good,” he wheezed out.

Draco eyes bugged out at the sight of her head bobbing up and down; of his own free will, he wrapped his fingers in her hair urging her on.

“Suck me,” he panted, “suck…fuck me with your pretty mouth,” he almost choked when he felt her deep throat him.

“Oh God …Oh Fuck!” he screamed.

Draco’s head moved back and forth, as she took him deep into her, Draco clenched his eyes tightly closed as her mouth increased its suction and pace.

Hermione giggled around his cock sending vibrations through his body. She moaned pulling him out of her mouth slapping his tip against her juicy lips.

Teasing him she said, “Not God names Hermione.”

Draco growled at her teasing, gripping her hair, he forced out “Suck it.”

She felt herself wet her knickers at the sound of his voice. She took him again doing as he ordered. Draco’s fingers were painfully holding her hair as she fucked his cock with her mouth.

Draco was going crazy she sucked cock like a vacuum not that he ever tried that.

Draco looked at her and he wanted to cum at the sight of her robe-covered ass sticking out like two luscious globes. He groaned moving forward rubbing her robe-covered ass. Draco lifted her robe gasping at the thong she was wearing; the thong framed her ass perfectly.

Hermione squealed around his cock when she felt his hand spank her ass.

“Suck it,” he growled.

He spanked her again making her moan. He was moving against her mouth trying to urge her to suck hard.

“Suck it like a good girl,” he said.

Giving her another playful spank.

After another five spanks he he nearly screamed when she kneaded his balls. He felt it he was going to explode.

“Oh shit…Hermione…I’m…going…to…come,” he rasped out in short pants.

Hermione sucked with abandon at his words. Hermione felt his body jerking knowing she would have his delicious spunk fill her throat; his body spasmed uncontrollably as he came his seed filled her throat.

“Hermione!” Draco screamed as his orgasm hit him hard that he felt as if he was exploding.

She heard Draco scream her name in ecstasy. Hermione swallowed as much as possible loving the taste of him.

She wanted to bask in the flavour of him in her mouth, of course someone had to ruin it… someone always fucking did.

“Hermione I dropped my wand--- Bloody Fuck!” Ron screamed in horror looking at the scene before him.

Hermione pulled Draco’s cock from her mouth.

She looked at him flushing bright red.

“Ron what are you doing here?” she choked out.

“My eyes, my eyes. Oh bloody hell my eyes!” Ron shrieked turning around in horror.

Hermione stood wiping her mouth.

“Hermione… Malfoy…fucking ferret…” Ron wheezed out. He felt like he was going to faint.

Draco was panting not giving a damn about Weasley catching them he already caught them fucking why should they care.

“Fuck Hermione who knew you were so good at sucking cock. You are the best,” he dreamily spoke.

“Draco!” Hermione shrieked in embarrassment.

Ron growled into his hands “I so did not need to bloody hear that Malfoy!”

Hermione straightened herself out jabbing Draco who was still on the couch with a goofy smile spread across his face.

“Draco tuck yourself in.”

Draco nodded he carefully tucked his satisfied dick back into his pants. He licked his lips running his eyes over the beauty in front of him. He snickered at her wanting to pinch her bum he leaned in giving it a squeeze.

“Draco stop that!” she shrieked slapping his hands.

Draco laughed falling back into the couch this was a good day.

Hermione glared at Ron “I thought you had to go.”

“I did but I dropped my bloody wand,” he said.

Ron walked slowly to the kitchen still with his hands covering half of his face.

Hermione smirked at her flustered friend. He held his wand up showing them he was telling the truth.

Draco stood running a hand through his locks.

“You know none of this would have happened if you didn’t come here unannounced,” Draco growled.

Ron glared, “None of this would have happened if you did not seduce her into sucking your prick, you prick.”

Draco laughed hard at what Weasley said. He turned to Hermione who was the colour of Weasley’s hair which made him laugh harder.

“What are you laughing at Malfoy it’s not funny--- How could you?”

Hermione walked up to Ron, “Ron, oh Ron you keep coming at a bad time.”

Draco laughed again snorting.

“Coming,” he croaked out as he laughed.

Hermione glowered at her boyfriend he was not helping things.

“Draco shut up!” she yelled.

Draco snorted trying to stop himself from laughing.

“What do you mean?” Ron asked glaring at Malfoy.

“Ron he didn’t seduce me to do it. In fact I sort of made---” she trailed off clearly embarrassed.

Ron’s eyes went wide, he made a cut sign with his hands.

“Oh my god please do not finish that sentence,” he croaked.

Hermione smiled, “Next time you visit please call, you have my cell.”

Ron gulped nodding, “Yes I will be sure to call you before I visit.”

Ron walked to the floo; he disappeared into a cloud of green smoke.

Hermione turned to Draco glaring, “I am going to get ready you can go see your mother.”

“Don’t I get a kiss,” he pouted.

Hermione pointed, “You made things worse for that no kiss,” she stomped away hearing Draco grumble and floo away.

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Malfoy Manor

Narcissa was in a happy mood. She looked at the time Draco would be arriving any minute. She went to the door placing a silencing and locking charm on it.

She sat with a cup of tea waiting for Draco. She cried out in happiness when Draco fell through the floo. Draco smiled rushing to his mother hugging her fiercely. Narcissa pulled away looking at the floo waiting for Hermione.

Draco shook his head, “She’s at the Ministry she wants to get a few more files than she’ll be here.”

She nodded clutching her son’s hands, “Can you stay tonight my dear?”

Draco frowned, “Hermione will have to be here with me and you will have to put up wards on this entire property mum and you will have to tell the house elves.”

Narcissa nodded, “I trust our house elves they can keep a secret.”

Draco nodded with agreement.

“One person steps on this property without your permission and I am back to the cottage Mum.”

She agreed.

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Ministry of Magic

Hermione sat in her she had copied the last of files; she looked at her watch she had promised Draco she would be home in four hours. It was now going on five. She shrunk the files placing it in her pocket.

Hermione shrieked when a voice boomed, “Miss Granger.”

She looked up her heart beating into her chest there standing in her office door was the Minister.

“Hello Sir,” Hermione said getting to her feet.

“Miss Granger I was wondering if you could accompany me to my office?”

“Of course sir,” Hermione responded, she stood walking with him to his office her mind raced with dread.

The minister ushered her into the room where Percy sat.

Hermione’s mind was screaming ‘I’m so fucked.’

Percy smiled, “Hello Hermione.”

“Hello Percy,” she said in a calm tone.

“Please sit Miss Granger,” Shacklebolt said.

The Minister motioned for her to take a seat. Hermione did graciously.

Hermione sat there in silence until the Minister spoke up, “Miss Granger do you know there is video spells through out Azkaban.”

Hermione internally smirked she was not stupid she knew of them, and before she even reached the prison on the night of the break she had taken the video out.

“Yes sir, May I ask what this is about?”

“There is no video of the escape. Minutes before the escape the spells were torn down however we do have this bit of video.”

The minister pointed the wand in the air and Hermione gaped there was video of the day Hermione visited Draco in Azkaban.

‘Oh shit, I forgot how could I been so stupid and not remember’ she thought.

“May I ask what you were talking about and why you were visiting Malfoy?”

Hermione sighed she told him the truth, “I wanted to know his side of the story, I know the ministry thinks he is guilty, but he was about to be kissed so I wanted him to confess.”

“You were talking a while with him.”

“Yes we had normal chatter first he wanted to know about my life and friends.”

Kingsley nodded believing her words. The Minister made the video pause with his wand the video showed Draco screaming at her.

“What is he saying here?”

“That he is innocent that he did not care about the proof he did not kill Dumbledore.”

Kinglsey started the video again but paused at Hermione looking at him with sad eyes.

“What are you saying?”

“That I believe him,” the video continued, “That even when he is kissed I would find out the truth, he thanked me for believing him when he was pulled away.”

Kingsley frowned, “He touched you and you kissed him.”

Hermione sighed, “He was going to be kissed he wanted one last touch and I thought what would it hurt so I kissed his cheek. What’s the big deal?”

Kingsley stood looking at his colleague.

.

“It is a big deal Miss Granger we think your little speech in believing in him put in motion for him to break out of Azkaban.”

“What?” she whispered.

“He had two surprise visitors after you left Marcus Flint and Adrian Pucey we think maybe they are involved with his break.”

Hermione gasped shaking her head at the Minister, “Marcus and Adrian would never do this.”

Percy looked at her, “How would you know?”

She glared at Percy “You know them as well as I do. Ron is their mate they would never do something like this. They are good men they would not do this.”

Kingsley sighed, “I know that they are fantastic quidditch players. Flint and Pucey are two of the world’s best Chasers. However that does not mean they could not have done this.”

“It’s not just about quidditch I know these men. I know what they are capable of they would never do this.”

Percy shook his head, “I remember very well what they are capable of Hermione I remember in school they would cheat during quidditch.”

Hermione shook her head trying to make them listen, she was pacing now she had to stop them from thinking they were involved or two innocent men sent to Azkaban.

“That is not the same thing Percy and you know it. He was overzealous at playing quidditch in school I admit that. However he’s changed he’s one of the most honourable players in the world.”

“Miss Granger please sit down,” Shaklebolt ordered.

“No you are not going to do this again convict someone on flimsy evidence.”

Kingsley glared, “Miss Granger you will watch your tongue with me we had more than enough evidence to convict Mr. Malfoy.”

She shook her head, “You should have never put in that pensive, it was wrong you convicted him with evidence that was not creditable.”

The Minister stood glaring at the woman before him.

“I will not sit here and explain or defend myself we did what we had to. For the protection of this world, as you well know Malfoy was no innocent he was a death eater Miss Granger.”

Hermione glared, “Fine you convicted him with the evidence you had, but you will not ruin Marcus and Adrian’s life they weren’t even near the North Sea when he supposedly escaped.”

“How do you know?” Percy asked.

“Because I know for a fact Wimbourne Wasps was playing Tutshill Tornados in a Quidditch exhibition and Adrian was there to cheer him on.”

“Can you prove that?” Kingsley asked.

“Yes just read the Quidditch Quibbler there is an article on his participation, there is even a picture of the two of them smiling for a picture.”

Kingsley pushed a button asking his receptionist to bring Quidditch Quibbler of the specific date he needed. Hermione sat there her knuckles turning white from anger. Percy patted her hand trying to calm her.

The receptionist walked in handing the Minister Quidditch Quibbler. He sighed looking at it she was telling the truth.

“I am very sorry I doubted you Miss Granger.”

“Can I go now or are you going to accuse me of wrong doing next,” She growled.

Percy spoke, “Hermione please calm down,” Percy turned to the Minister, “She answered your questions we know why she went to visit him is that enough?”

He nodded, “Yes I am satisfied.”

The Minister looked at Hermione, “May I ask is there any updates on the case? Are you closer to finding out if he is alive or dead?”

Hermione nodded “We are still looking but there is evidence that he may be dead.”

Kinglsey smirked “Oh yes the shirt well that is air tight evidence that he is dead. Would you agree Mr. Weasley?”

Hermione sneered he was mocking her she almost snapped, “I mean the fact that it’s thousands of feet from his cell to the water, no one could have survived that, but if he did we are still looking into it.”

The Minster nodded, “Good I am happy despite your feelings on the case you are following through with it.”

Hermione held her head high “I may have differences with you on Malfoy’s case but I do my job.”

The Minister nodded, “That will be all you may leave.”

Hermione turned and left the room, she was pissed she had to get the files and get the hell out of there; she was right by her office door when Percy caught up with her.

“Hermione I need to talk to you,” he pulled her into her room he said a silencing spell and looked at her.

“Hermione tell me you did not help Malfoy,” he asked.

Hermione tried to make her face look confused “What are you talking about?”

“I know you Hermione, we dated remember,” he reminded her.

Hermione blushed remembering their short courtship during her first year at the ministry.

“There is nothing you would not do for your friends, please tell me you did not do this.”

Hermione hated to lie but she had to.

“I did not do it Percy; I would not sacrifice my life for Malfoy.”

Percy nodded not entirely believing her.

“Just be careful you are right they should have never convicted Malfoy on the evidence they had. You might be opening a can of worms Hermione.”

Hermione now was interested, “Why did they do it?”

“They were pressured after the fall of you-know-who the families of the victims wanted blood. They hounded the ministry relentlessly, and they tried and punished the people on what they had.”

“But why Malfoy I mean?”

“Hermione you know as well as I that just the name Malfoy sparks hate in the wizarding world. Lucius stepped on too many toes and he was one of the most vicious death eaters.”

“Pecry he was under the imperious curse.”

“It does not matter to the families. You were right about one thing people wanted vengeance and since Lucius was kissed they took their vengeance on Draco.”

Hermione nodded understanding.

“Hermione just do your job, stop looking into the case.”

“I’m not,” she said.

Percy laughed, “Hermione you may be brilliant, however I am in no way stupid.”

Hermione smiled, “I have to keep looking if he is dead than maybe I can vindicate him for his mother.”

Percy smiled at the woman in front of him, “How could I have let you go?”

She giggled, “You wanted to concentrate on your career remember.”

He frowned nodding, “I have to get back to work I will see you later Hermione.”

“Bye Percy.”

Hermione went to sit at her desk but Percy stopped her and said, “There is going to be a surprise scan of the Malfoy’s residence.”

Hermione gaped, “What?”

Percy smiled, “I thought you should know. They want to make sure Narcissa is no way hiding her son. Goodbye Mione,” Pecry walked away.

Hermione quickly gathered her things rushing to the floo network.

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Malfoy Manor

Draco was having a wonderful time catching up with his mother. The house elves cried with happiness when Narcissa had revealed the man in front of them. They helped put up alarm wards around the house. Draco knew that when Hermione would get here she would strengthen the wards.

So excited to see his mother he left his wand at the cottage.

Narcissa laughed at her son’s story of Hermione and he having a flour fight when to their shock Hermione came falling through the floo. Hermione put up a halting spell so no one could get in. Hermione stood her face said it all something was wrong.

“Hermione what’s---” Draco words were cut off as Hermione rushed into his arms shaking.

“Their coming the Ministry is coming we have to get you out of here.”

“What?” Narcissa gripped her son’s hand in fear.

“They are going to do a scan of your property’s to make sure you aren’t hiding Draco.”

Narcissa gasped, “Get him back to the cottage.”

However, before she could alarms went off.

“Their here!” Hermione yelled in fright.

Draco held Hermione kissing her head.

“We can’t floo now they might find out where you live,” Draco said fear radiated off him.

He knew if they were to catch him than his mother and Hermione would be in trouble.

Hermione agreed as banging on the doors and the sound of people trying to come through the floos rang in their ears.

"We can use his glamour spell Narcissa."

"No, I want him out of the house."

"Mum Hermione and I could---shit I forgot my wand."

"Great of all the times to forget your wand," snapped Hermione.

"I didn't do it on purpose."

"Stop, now is not the time for this," Narcissa growled.

"I can do disillusionment charm to hide Draco," Hermione offered.

"No, they can track any type of magic on one's property by any witch or wizard."

"How?" asked Draco in confusion.

Hermione explained her face beet red at forgetting this procedure of the Ministry.

"Any type of spell leaves some sort of residue. It's like short term memory."

"Maybe the elves can do a disillusionment charm."

"No Draco," said Hermione, "They will know your mother is hiding you for sure."

Narcissa gave her a nod, "They can do a cloaking spell."

"But wouldn't they---"

"No, they know I desire my privacy. The elves have been doing cloaking spells on the manor for years."

"Mum, I already did a glamour spell last time I was here."

"Oh shit," gasped Hermione.

With her heart, pounding Narcissa understood they could be in big trouble.

"Now is not the time to think of that."

"The elves will have to do the cloaking spell. Maybe they do other spells to keep them off our scent."

"Hermione it won't last long," Draco said nearly screaming at the sound of the pounding against the floo.

"But it will give us time to get out."

Smiling Narcissa understood why the girl in front of her is called the brightest witch of her age.

Narcissa stroked her son’s face, “You will be okay son just keep out of sight.”

Draco nodded taking Hermione’s hand running up the stairs.

Narcissa barked orders at her elves.

“Do a cloaking spell for Draco. Hermione get him upstairs do whatever spell is necessary to hide him as long as you can.”

Bugger went running after his master and Hermione to protect them.

Narcissa turned to the frightened house elf by her side.

Holding her hand Narcissa said, “Peggy calm down.”

The house elf teared “I’m scared for Master, Mistress.”

“I know Peggy you have to calm down remember the master’s life depends on us.”

The house elf stood straight up as she stood next to her mistress.

“Ready?” Narcissa asked.

“I’m ready Mistress.”

Narcissa let the wards and the halting spell down.

Shacklebolt and over a dozen aurors stood in her living room in a matter of seconds.

“Mrs. Malfoy I am sorry for the surprise visit but may we come in,” The Minster said in a demanding voice.

She nodded, “Please sirs do come in,” she motioned for them to enter.

Narcissa looked at the stairs praying to Merlin that everything would be okay.

Tbc…dun dun duuuuun!!!

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