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All I Have To Give by dracos annie
Format: Short story
Chapter 4: Third Time Lucky
Third Time Lucky
That’s okay babe
Just tell me all your problems
Ill try my best to kiss them all away
I wish I could give the world to you
But love is all I have to give
A few days after his last encounter with Hermione, Draco was down at the Three Broomsticks having a meeting with one of his client and he heard a couple of people sit behind them.
“So Ron’s teammates dropped him home drunk and when he saw Hermione. Well, lets just say Hermione came off second best.” Draco could never forget that eminent voice. Harry was talking to some one and his voice was a little more hushed then was usual for privacy in the pubs loud noise.
“Well, is she okay?” It was a girl’s voice this time. Definitely a Weasley, it must be Ginny thought Draco.
“Yeah, after a few healing charms she was all back to normal. I think the owl I sent to Ron, telling him that I had seen Malfoy with Hermione, must have caused him to go a bit nuts.” Draco didn’t like that sound of that. It was a good thing his client was reading over a contract as Harry and Ginny were talking.
Ginny and Harry’s voice then became no more than a whisper and Draco couldn’t make out any of what they were saying. Even though, Draco had heard enough for him to make a mental note to go over to Hermione’s house and make sure he hadn’t caused too much trouble.
“Umm, what is this supposed to mean?” His client caught his attention and then pointed to a sentence on a page full of tiny writing.
The next day Draco had a nap after work and then decided to pay Hermione a visit. He wanted to make sure she was all right and that he had not caused any unwanted trouble between the couple.
One of his work colleagues had given him the address when Draco had told him that he had been invited to a party there and had lost the invitation that had the address written on it.
Draco apparated to the front of the house, walked up the path and knocked on the door. I hope she is home thought Draco when a minute passed and the door still hadn’t been answered. He knocked again, only a little louder, just in case she didn’t hear the first time.
“I’m coming,” came a woman’s voice from inside. Oh good, she is home Draco was relieved.
The door opened and Hermione greeted him with, “Oh…umm…what are you doing here?”
“I’m sorry,” Draco said as if he really meant it, “it’s just that, well… I overheard someone talking about Ron finding out I saw you again and him not being very happy.” Draco’s words were coming out rather quickly due to his nervousness. “I just wanted to know whether you were all right and apologise if I caused any trouble.”
“Would you like to come in?” Hermione gestured inside her home
“Okay” Draco stepped inside the doorway and Hermione closed the door behind him.
“Would you like a drink or anything?” she offered
“Ah, no thanks.” Draco was still a little nervous. He had this overwhelming feeling that he shouldn’t be here and this had been a bad idea.
“Hermione, I think I should go. You probably have a lot of things to do and I don’t want to keep you. I only came round to see if you were okay”
“Well I’m fine.”
As Hermione said this she reached up to a cupboard to get a mug so she could make herself a cuppa. When she did so, the sleeves of her shirt slide up to reveal a bruise on her upper arm.
“Hermione,” Draco walked over to stand next to her. “What is that on your arm?”
Hermione quickly pulled her arm down and covered the mark with her sleeve again. “What do you mean? There is nothing on my arm.” She turned away from him.
Draco gently put a hand on the place where he had seen the bruise. “Did Ron do that to you?”
“Don’t tell anyone, please.” Hermione looked at Draco with tears falling from her eyes. “He didn’t mean to, he was drunk and…” Hermione started to cry on Draco’s shoulder.
“It’s okay, its okay” Draco rubbed her back to try and calm her down. He felt the urge to wrap his arms around her but resisted. When her crying subsided Draco removed Hermione’s head from his shoulder. They looked into each other’s eyes and before either of them knew what was happening their lips were interlocked in a tender kiss.
Hermione’s instincts kicked in and she pushed away from Draco, looking in the other direction. I can’t do this. I have a husband. But you want this and Draco is a much better kisser than Ron. No, I can’t.
Even as Hermione thought this, she felt herself drawn to Draco. She didn’t know what it was but it felt so right. She turned back to face Draco and touched his mouth with her hand. His breath felt hot and the scent coming off him was intoxicating.
Hermione found her mouth over Draco’s once more. She let his tongue find its way over her teeth and over the roof of her mouth. Her hands wound their way into his hair and then one strayed down to his chest. Meanwhile Draco’s hands had a mind of their own as they moved up Hermione’s shirt and unclipping her bra.
What are you doing? Unclipping a beautiful girl’s bra. A girl that happens to be married. Fine, spoil my fun. Fun? Do I wanna live?
Draco suddenly pulled away from Hermione. “I’m sorry Hermione. We can’t do this; you’re married for goodness sake. I’ve got to go” and with that he turned around and walked out the front door.
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