|Fic: Turning Point (1/1) *NC17* D/Hr
||[Jan. 11th, 2005|06:18 pm]
Quiet Ones Fic Exchange
Title: Turning Point|
Disclaimer: It all belongs to J.K. Rowling. I just like to play…
Author’s Note: Thank you to my beta, Schmoo999! Written as part of a Secret Santa Fic
Exchange for Its Always the Quiet Ones. Distribution is theirs as well as on my
LJ. If you’d like to post it anywhere else, please ask! The details for the request
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~*~*~*~*~Right after Christmas Break, Seventh Year~*~*~*~*~
It had been a strange seventh year for the golden trio. To everyone’s surprise, Blaise Zabini had been named Head Boy. The quiet Slytherin had achieved the honor that no one had even considered him for, except Dumbledore. As a result, he and Hermione had become friends, bonding in their shared common room. It was by sharing that common room that Blaise discovered the best kept secret in Hogwarts: Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy had been dating since their third year.
He had discovered their secret by accident. Only someone truly observant would have known. He arrived back to their common room early one night and heard them fighting in her room. At first, he had thought that Draco had come to see him. But, as time went on, it became obvious that Draco had come to see Hemione…
“Are you ashamed of me? We defeated Voldemort and still you feel the need to hide our love? There’s nothing keeping us apart now except for you! After everything we’ve been through, I can’t believe that you won’t go public with our relationship…”
“Of course I’m not ashamed of you! Would I have stayed with you since third year if I was? You’re just being paranoid, Malfoy. I just want to wait until we graduate and then we can tell the world, I promise. If you want, we can even take an advertisement out in the Daily Prophet! I will make you a promise. After we graduate, you will have control over what happens next. I just need to make a good showing on my newts! I won’t be able to do that if I am being pestered about being your girlfriend! You know I’m right!”
“I miss you during the day! We have to sneak around and pretend all of the time… My parents aren’t an obstacle anymore, because they love you! You aren’t even a muggle, Hermione!”
Silence blanketed out in the room. “What the bloody hell?” Blaise thought. “Hermione’s not a muggle?” Suddenly, it made sense. Her anger at Draco’s comments wasn’t because of the hurtful words. It was because they weren’t true! He had so many questions to ask, but he wasn’t supposed to be eavesdropping. Blaise was embarrassed and didn’t want to be caught, but it was just too delicious for him to leave now... His decision made, he cast a silencing spell on himself and a cushioning spell on his shoes, so that they wouldn’t make a sound.
Hermione finally found her voice. “Shut up, you git! That’s a secret! I can’t have people knowing that, either.” Her voice dropped lower, to almost a whisper. “My parents wouldn’t be safe, Draco. They need to be protected and this is the best way to do it.” She started to think of the danger her parents were in, being pure bloods who had refused to join Voldemort. Even though he had been defeated, there were still rogue death eaters who would like nothing more than to kill her family. Tears began to fill her eyes.
Draco looked at his crying girlfriend and felt horrible. He moved closer to her, wrapping his arms around her. “Shhh. I’m sorry, Mia. I didn’t mean to be insensitive. I love you and I hate hurting you. It’s so hard for me, to have you so close and yet not be able to be with you.” He gently lifted her chin and kissed her tears away.
She snuggled in his arms. “I know, Draco. I miss you, too. I hate to see Pansy all over you. I want to be able to do all of the normal things that couples do.” Her hands ran through his hair, feeling the blond silk against her fingers. She looked into his eyes as she whispered, “Even if I can’t say it in public yet, I really do love you, Draco. You mean everything to me.”
Draco was stunned. True, she had told him through his actions in a million different ways. But she had never said the words before. Suddenly, the passion that he had felt while they were arguing flared again. He looked down at his petite girlfriend, his stormy grey eyes smoldering. His mouth descended on hers, kissing her with all of the pent-up passion and frustration that he had been suffering recently. He took advantage of her body wrapping itself around him and moved her so that her back was against one of her bedroom walls.
Hermione couldn’t believe that she had told him that she loved him because they were fighting! As his lips met hers, all of her uncertainty melted away, along with her resistance. Her back was against a wall and she felt her robe being unfastened. She helped him remove it, moaning into his mouth as his hands found their way under her jumper. Hermione felt him tugging her sweater up, trying to get it over her head. Taking pity on him, she raised her arms, so that he could take it off of her body. She moaned as his hands brushed her breasts, rubbing against her nipples.
“No bra today, Hermione? You’re a naughty witch, aren’t you?” He murmured, his voice husky. Her reaction was causing him to harden and he rubbed himself against her. “See what you do to me, you vixen?”
She gasped as she felt him against her. It felt so good… “I wear that huge robe over my uniform, so no one can tell whether I wear a bra or not…” Her fingers sank back into his hair. “I haven’t worn a bra to classes since we started making love…”
He smirked at the thought of his prim and proper girlfriend not wearing a bra to classes for the past two years. “Now, Hermione… What would the rest of the students say? Imagine, the Head Girl going braless, hoping that her boyfriend would surprise her with a shag?” His voice grew rougher as he had a very wicked idea. “It makes me wonder if you’re even wearing knickers…” At her deepening blush, he looked surprised. “Are you wearing knickers you wicked witch?” He purred.
She smiled secretively, loving the fact that she was able to keep him guessing. “I guess that you’ll just have to do some exploring and find out…”
His smirk grew into a full blown smile, something that few had ever seen. “As you wish, Mia. I live to make you happy, my little mudblood.” His voice was full of love. No one knew that mudblood and ferret were actually their pet names for each other. It amused them to call those names out to each other during the day, everyone thinking that they were being insulting…
Instead of reaching under her skirt, like she thought that he would, he loosened her tie and unbuttoned her shirt. He tucked her tie inside shirt and slowly removed her shirt, a moan rising from his throat as he looked at her breasts with the tie lying between them. Her nipples hardened further under his gaze. Looking into her passion-glazed eyes, he couldn’t resist teasing her a bit. “Is there something you want, Mia?”
She groaned, meeting his gaze. “I want you to touch me, you prat. Please.” Hermione rubbed her aching body against him, desperately seeking his touch. Her hand unfastened his robe, pushing it off of his shoulders. He helped her by shrugging out of it. Nimble fingers rubbed against his erection, before unfastening his pants and unzipping them. Her voice was husky as she said, “I see that someone was a naughty man… No boxers, Malfoy? Perhaps you were also hoping for a shag somewhere?” Hermione drew him out of his pants, caressing his warm flesh.
“Merlin, Mia!” His breathing grew ragged as she touched him, making him even harder. His one hand slipped under her skirt, feeling her wetness against his fingers without any barriers. “I see great minds think alike, my love.”
“Please, Draco! I want to feel you inside me. I want you so much…” Her head fell back, resting against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him closer, trying to encourage him.
Draco smiled, kissing a path from her lips, down the curve of her neck, to her collar bone. Pausing at her collar bone, he nipped there and rubbed against her sex. With a waive of his wand and a murmured charm, they were both totally naked, nothing between them. He positioned himself at her entrance, while he kissed his way to her breasts. As he ran his tongue over her nipple, lightly sucking on it, as he thrust into her. They quickly established a rhythm, hard and pounding. She met him thrust for thrust, her back arching away from the wall, into his body. Their moans and cries filled the room. Draco’s hand slipped in between their bodies, caressing and applying a bit more friction to her clit. This was just enough to send her over the edge into her orgasm. He followed her, crying out her name, as he spilled his seed into her warm body.
Blaise leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, his own orgasm having hit him as well. He left the common room, going into his bathroom to take a shower and clean himself up.
Draco picked Hermione up in his arms and carried her over to her bed. He placed her on it, laying beside her, kissing and caressing her. “I hope that our time together isn’t over yet.” He whispered, huskily.
Hermione smiled. “No, I think that you can stay. Tomorrow is Saturday and Blaise has patrol duty tonight…”
Draco didn’t need to be told twice and set about making use of the little time that they had together.
~*~*~*~*~Breakfast, Graduation Day~*~*~*~*~
It was graduation day and everyone had passed, even Neville. The tables were crowded at breakfast, everyone trying to spend every last minute with their friends. The great hall was buzzing with conversations. Since their parents were arriving later, no one was expecting any owls. An owl swept in majestically, flying around for a moment, before landing in front of Hermione Granger. She untied the scroll from its leg and took the small box from it. Giving the owl a piece of toast, she opened the scroll, as smile blossoming on her face as she read it. Slowly, she opened the box, not aware that everyone had grown quiet and all eyes were upon her. Tears filled her eyes as she took out an engagement ring.
The whole hall was buzzing. Who would have sent Hermione Granger an engagement ring, especially one that beautiful? She wasn’t even seeing anyone! The golden trio had drifted apart during the past year, so it couldn’t be Harry or Ron…
Hermione looked at the ring, overcome with happiness. Draco had come to stand behind her. The whole hall waited to see how he would heckle her. Instead, to everyone’s surprise but one Slytherin, he wrapped his arms around her. Looking into her eyes, he said, “So, will you marry me, Mia? I love you so much…”
She met his gaze, before returning his hug. “Yes, I’d love to marry you, Draco! I love you, too!” Standing up, she kissed him, full of love and happiness. After they broke off the kiss, he took the ring and slipped it onto her finger. It magically sized itself, fitting her perfectly, sparkling in the light of the room.
Harry and Ron just looked at each other. In that moment, they knew that, even though they would always be friends, she would never be their Hermione again. They were happy for her, having found what she was looking for. Besides, they had pulled off a prank worthy of the Marauders! There was an empty chair at the head table. No one had noticed that Severus Snape was missing. He was locked in a closet, magically charmed not to open until the Hogwarts Express had pulled out of the station. There was a strong silencing charm on it as well. “Life is good,” Harry mused. He laughed at the thought of how angry Snape would be once he finally got out of that closet. Revenge was indeed sweet…
69. Name/Pen Name: Gravidy
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2. Torrid romance
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Harry bashing, femmeslash, incest, suicide/cutting, death of Draco or Hermione, House-Elf lovin', Voldemort or Dumbledore lovin', child abuse, unhappy ending, completely foul-mouthed or slut Hermione