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Two years of war changed everyone, changed everything. Relationships were no longer the same...They were not the same...
At the onset of the war, Hermione could never have imagined ending up with Draco Malfoy. Yet, now, he was the sole source of warmth in her life, both in her heart and in her bed every night.
She refused to acknowledge that there might be something more to her nights with Malfoy than just filling the void of loneliness.
They began as enemies with benefits, seeking solace in each other´s arms without the burden of expectations, much like many others around them. Amid war, their rooms became sanctuaries, and their beds shielded against the chaos outside.
After a steamy night in Draco´s bed, neither he nor she would meet each other´s gaze the following day. They never lingered in each other´s beds after such encounters, and when it came time to depart for dangerous missions, their eyes avoided any meaningful contact.
Even though he seemed distant, He always protected her from harm. He always shielded her body from dangerous attacks during the battle. He held her in his arms until her panic attacks passed.
Despite feeling deep within her bones that he cared for her, that she wasn't just another whore of his, she feared that if she dared to ask if he still cared about her blood status, he would just leave, regretting all that happened between them. It would be effortless for him to find another brunette companion to fill his nights. The mere thought of him kissing, embracing, and touching another as he had done to her shattered her soul into fragments. It only fueled her anger further that he appeared flawless in every situation-whether in bed, in the kitchen, or battling death eaters. He was so captivatingly beautiful that Hermione found it impossible to look away.
"Do you see something you like, Granger?" Draco´s voice jolted her from her thoughts, and she almost jumped out of her chair. She had stared at him for more than five minutes while he made a toast for them.
“I was just thinking. “ She took a bite of the toast Malfoy had just placed before her.
“ I am shocked."
“ What if I die in battle? " Draco just froze. His expression became utterly unreadable. Hermione realized he was likely using Occlumency.
“You won´t die." His voice almost cracked, but it never cracked. Maybe she misheard him, or perhaps it was part of her imagination. Then he added, “You...The immortal one and your dim-witted ex seem to have more luck than Felix Felicis. " Draco bit his toast.
“He is not my ex...we are just friends, Malfoy."
Draco smirked cynically
“Are we friends too, Granger? "
“ Are we? "
“ I hope not, " Malfoy said, sipping his favorite coffee.
“What is that supposed to mean? " She looked at him with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.
“I don´t fuck my friends, Granger, " another sip.
She fixed her gaze on his lips as she swallowed the last piece of her toast.
“ So Parkinson is not your friend, I guess." Hermione dropped a sugar cube into her tea.
“ She is...Now, " He responded indifferently.
“ Fleur Delacour ?"
“ She was lonely after her husband died; it´s not my fault she jumped at me like crazy; I couldn't say no...I am a gentleman...it was two years ago... "
Hermione´s face began to flush with anger.
“ What about Luna Lovegood? " A pang of pain shot through her heart. She realized she should have kept quiet, but the words had already escaped her lips. She knew he spoke with her often. She had seen them together frequently, sitting outside the house, but she never dared to eavesdrop on their conversations. She suspected something was happening between them, but Hermione and Draco´s relationship had no strings attached. She could only worry about what happened when she wasn't watching.
Draco´s smile only served to fuel her anger further.
“Jealous Granger? "
“ I´m worried about Luna...Does She know you sleep around? "
I could sense his anger simmering in his stormy grey eyes.
“ What the Fuck, Granger...I don´t sleep around, but I could consider starting if you suggest." He angrily dropped his plate into the sink and stormed out of the room in rage.
He had no reason to lie. It meant she had misunderstood something. She buried her face in her hands, feeling the weight of her mistake.
✳✳✳
An hour Later, She knocked on his door, not waiting for his response before entering his room. He was lying on his bed, engrossed in a muggle book about science.
He glanced at her with a blank expression. She knew...Occlumency again.
“Interesting book?"
Annoyed by her presence, he closed the book with a loud thud, leaving it on the bed. He rose abruptly and pressed her against the door, capturing her lips with his, pouring all his anger and rage into that one kiss. She let out a soft moan and parted her lips, inviting him in further. He was punishing her, and she felt it.
“I´m not gonna let you do it your way, Granger." Hermione gasped as he lifted and placed her in front of his working table. " Turn around and bow down " Son of a bitch she thought, but she did as he said, already too wet to say no. He lowered her Jeans with panties, performed a contraceptive charm, and, without any warning or cuddling, entered her fully. She screamed, but not from the pain. This was the first time he was that angry with her. She carefully maneuvered to avoid any bruises from the table she lay on. She attempted to lift her body slightly, but Draco started moving fast inside of her, and she just fell back on the table. He placed both his hands on her hips. She had never been with anyone before him; he taught her how to move and touch him. At that moment, she found herself immobilized and unable to do anything. He crushed into her over and over again. “Do you want me to fuck others, Granger?...Do you want me to do this to other women? “ she tried to scream, it was unbearable to handle this intensity, but they didn't cast a Muffliato charm, and there was a chance that anyone outside the room could hear their passionate encounter.
“ Draco, I´m close. “
“ Not...Granger, not yet...say it...“
“ I don´t... please...“ He pulled out and pulled back in again.
“You don´t want what? “
She couldn't breathe. She needed to finish. It was so hard to talk.
“ Only me...Fuck only me. “
“That´s what you want? “ He placed his left hand on her clit and started stimulating her from the outside.
“ Merlin...Yes!!! “
Her wall muscles just tightened around his cock, and he let out a gasp.
“Fuck Granger“
The Orgasm hit her like a giant wave, and in a couple of seconds, she felt how he filled her with his cum. She felt desperation when he left her body; she almost couldn't lift herself. It was painful, but feeling him between her legs was the best thing she ever experienced in her life. Yes, he was angry, but so sexy, so powerful. He removed all the fluids from her legs with a cleansing charm. Hermione quickly pulled her panties and jeans back on while he straightened his trousers. She looked at him, silently urging him to explain what had just happened.
“Anything else, granger? “ He crossed his hands and stood before her, raising one eyebrow inquisitively as he awaited her response.
“So nothing happened between you and Luna? “ Hermione couldn´t shut up.
“What about you and Longbottom? “
“ Neville is Gay Malfoy“
He glanced at Granger sideways, uncertain if he had heard correctly.
“ I always knew he had a thing for your numskulled ex. “
“ He is not my ex, and stop calling him Dumb. “
“ He is Dumb Granger, and you are just too generous to acknowledge it. “
“Are you still angry with me? “ Hermione´s large brown eyes gazed at him with hope. This was her moment of weakness.
“ I am always angry with you, Granger. “ Once again, she saw the storm brewing in his eyes as he glared at her, leaving her frozen, unable to move.
“ I...I Should go...it´s too late... “
“ Granger, They´re sending us on a mission tomorrow. I might not be back for a month. “
Her heart sank to the floor.
“ A month?... Where? “
“ Eleven of us are going...it´s a Horcrux Hunt. “
“ Is Harry going? “ He nodded, “ and Ron? “ He nodded again.
“ Then why am I not included in this list? “ her voice tinged with disappointment.
“You´re the only healer on this base. We can´t risk losing you. “He looked away as he said these last words.
“ But why so many people? Is it really that dangerous? “
“Are you worried about me, Granger? “ He edged closer to her.
“ I´m worried about everyone going on a dangerous mission, Malfoy. “
His face drew nearer to hers. She could feel his breath brushing against her lips.
“ Such a pity. “
She held her breath, overwhelmed by his scent, eyes, and beautiful, full lips so close to hers—it was too much to handle.
“ Draco I... “ Maybe telling him to be safe and return to her was not a bad idea. “...I have to go. “
She managed to tear herself away from his gaze and headed towards the door.
“ Granger...“ She turned back and met his eyes, finding a mix of unknown emotions reflected there. Was that hope? Pain? No, it was something else...They locked eyes for a full ten seconds, and then he looked away. “...Goodnight. “
“ Goodnight “
She closed his door behind her. She was in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks. She felt like screaming. She wanted to beg him not to go. The thought of not knowing if he was alive for a whole month was unbearable.
And when she opened her eyes the next morning, She knew...He was gone.