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For the Sake of Love
“Don´t you look handsome,” purred Pansy Parkinson adoringly, wrapping her skinny arms around Draco in a way she obviously found very seductive.
“Leave me alone, Pansy,” he told her irritably, pushing her away. “I´m not in the mood.”
Pansy folded her arms across her chest and glared at him.
“You were always in the mood before! What’s been happening to you lately?!” she said accusingly before storming out the room.
Draco twitched unwillingly. He couldn´t believe he used to date that girl… Shaking his head slightly, he strolled up to the mirror and examined himself. He wanted to look good tonight; he was supposed to meet with Hermione within the Room of Requirement in less than an hour.
After quit some time, he had settled with a grey sweater that perfectly matched his eyes, and black dress slacks. He wanted to get his hair just right, but there was a particularly stubborn lock of hair on the back of his head, which stuck out at an odd angle.
Frustrated, he decided to ignore it, and instead he begun to think about what he was going to say to Hermione.
”Hello darling,” he said to his reflection, smiling as he did so. ”You look beautiful.”
”Fantastic…!” he groaned quietly while slapping himself on the forehead. Couldn´t I have thought of something a little bit more cheesy?
He had to admit it: he was nervous. He, Draco Malfoy was nervous. But then again, it was not strange, Hermione was the first girl ever who he actually had developed feelings for. Every other girl he had dated earlier was nothing compared to her. None of them had made him feel this way, sure, he’d thought that they were beautiful, but that was always it. He got bored with them almost immediately.
But Hermione… Hermione was not only beautiful and intelligent, she was also caring and kind - everything he was not. But she made him want to become a better person, and he was determinate to change who he used to be. Draco would do anything to make up to what he had said and done in the past, Hermione deserved that.
Hermione wandered anxiously through one of the castles corridors towards the Room of Requirement. It was a good thing she was wearing Harry’s Invisibility Cloak; it was long after curfew, and you never knew where the Hogwarts caretaker and his wily cat could be.
She nervously looked down at her clothing, hoping she’d done right in following Ginny’s advice on wearing a dress. It was nothing special really, merely a simple emerald coloured dress with a black sating ribbon to bring out her waist. Her brown hair fell in soft curls around her face and over her back and shoulders, framing her face in a flattering way.
Hermione hoped Draco would appreciate her efforts, and she was not disappointed with his reaction. She pulled of the Invisibility Cloak upon reaching the entrance to the room where he was awaiting her, and Draco gazed at her.
“You look… stunning,” he said, a smile spreading over his features.
“Why thank you,” said Hermione, “you don´t look to bad yourself!” she joked and smiled back. “Should we go inside?”
As Draco held up the door for her, he couldn´t help to smirk when he said: ”I especially like the dress, love… how very… Slytherin of you.”
“Glad you are pleased with it Draco,” Hermione smiled over her shoulder.
When Draco closed the door behind them, she noticed how beautiful it was inside the room. An enormous fireplace was crackling, the flames dancing furiously in red and orange. An ornate wooden table, laid for two, was standing close to the fireplace, a chandelier filled with candles hanging from the ceiling above it. The magnificent fireplace and the candles, cast, along with the torches which were decorating the walls, a warm soft glow over the entire room. Hermione tuned to Draco, who was looking her straight in the eye.
“Do you like it?” he asked pulling her in for a kiss.
“I love it,” she whispered, her lips brushing over his as she did so.
As soon as they had settled at the table, Hermione looked questionably around the room, and then at Draco.
“But where’s the food?” she wondered.
“The house elves´ll bring it of course,” he explained cheerfully, snapping his fingers, and instantly an house elf appeared, providing them with food, Butter Beer, and Fire Whiskey.
“Is there something else Mr. Malfoy and the young lady wishes Twindelly to do?” the elf squeaked, as she bowed deeply.
“No thanks, Twindelly,” Draco said, “we´ll be fine now. You may go.”
The house elf, who obviously was called Twindelly, gave them another deep bow.
“Certainly sir… certainly…” she said, and one moment later, she had disappeared with a loud crack.
Hermione frowned. “I don´t like the way wizards are treating the house elves.” she told him, ”you shouldn’t use them like that Draco!”
The blonde gave her a reassuring smile. “It´s OK Hermione. Twindelly insisted I’d let her help me with something; I once helped her when a couple of younger students were giving her a rough time. Besides,” he grinned, “it was the only way to get us some food, unless you want me to poison you. I´m rubbish at cooking.” he finished.
Hermione giggled and raised her eyebrows in surprise. “You helped an house elf out of trouble?” she asked in disbelief.
“Indeed,” beamed Draco proudly.
Hermione watched him thoughtfully. “You know… It´s sad you don´t let this side of you show more often, Draco.” she said.
Draco got serious.
“Well… I don´t really like the image the most people have of me… anymore.” he admitted quietly. “But I am… I am glad that you know that it is more to me than what´s on the surface Hermione. I really am.”
“And I´m glad you decided to let me in. Imagine… imagine if we would have just continued like we did before,” Hermione said with a shudder. “It´s actually quit amazing how I loathed you Draco, and you me, for years without us really knowing each other,” she finished.
“I´ve also been thinking about that…” answered Draco thoughtfully. “But still, I think this… us… we were meant to be. I can´t picture myself with anyone else but you.”
The hours went by, and Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger were enjoying each others company - and the Fire Whiskey and the Butter Beer that Twindelly had so kindly provided them with.
“I… We should really leave soon, Draco…” said Hermione, stumbling over her words slightly. She got up from the table on rather unsteady legs, and Draco rose from his chair, too.
“We mustn’t leave just yet…” mumbled Draco as he placed a hand around her slim waist and pulled her towards him, her head resting at his chest.
Hermione sighed and let the warm feeling of reassurance fill her. Oh how safe she felt in his arms; as though nothing could ever harm her. She laughed softly and let her arms glide over his toned arms, locking them around his neck.
Hermione tiptoed slightly and Draco cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lips, first carefully, as though asking for permission. She responded happily, and she could feel him smiling into the kiss as his hands travelled over the small of her back to her stomach, letting his fingers make small patterns around her bellybutton.
Hermione´s hands were tangled in his white blonde hair, and when the Slytherin started to nibble playfully at her ear, she moaned quietly and began stroking his frame.
“I… I suppose we could stay awhile longer…” she whispered.
Draco said nothing; merely smirked slightly and grabbed her hand, pulling her onto a large bed she hadn’t noticed before. Quickly he positioned himself above her, kissing his way from her mouth over her cheek, her throat and down to her collarbone, earning small delicious moans from Hermione. But as Draco started to remove her dress, she stiffened, and he stopped.
“Too soon?” he asked gently.
Hermione bit her already swollen bottom lip. She knew that Draco was, well… experienced when it came to this, and she… The only thing she´d done with a boy was snogging. Sure, Viktor had wanted to take it further but she had been rather young at the time, and not at all interested in loosing her virginity to someone who lived in an entirely different country. But now… She was sixteen years old, and a lot more mature. Perhaps she and Draco could go all the way?
Not tonight though, she decided, not tonight.
“I think so,” she whispered, looking into his eyes, those eyes, that everybody thought were steely and grey but which were in fact a wonderful shade of blue.
“S´okey,” he whispered back, resting his forehead to hers and meeting her gaze. “I can wait forever if you want me to.”
“Will we last forever?”
“We will last forever, we will last beyond forever. ”
“How can you be so sure?” she asked, snuggling closer to him, and he wrapped his arms around her.
“Because I won´t let you go,” he whispered against her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.
They lay in silence for a bit, listening to each others heartbeats, breathing slowly.
“I love you, Hermione Granger.” Draco whispered, not really knowing weather she was asleep or not. He had almost decided she was, but then he heard her mumble something inaudible.
“What was that?” he asked quietly, stroking gently over her hair.
“I said… I said I love you too, Draco Malfoy.” came her soft reply.
Draco couldn´t see her face, but he could hear the smile in her voice. Soon, Hermione´s breath became deeper, her chest moving up and down slowly, peacefully. She was sleeping.
Draco didn´t sleep all night. He simply lay there, his arms around Hermione, protecting her, reassuring her that she was not on her own. He was there, he would always be there.
First when the sun rose over the Hogwarts grounds did he fall into a blissful, dreamless sleep.
The spring blossoms outside the window
The ground turns green again
Everything dead grows into life
So can we, as long as we breath
It is for us the sun is rising
Shines as gold for the sake of love
The sun is rising, so innocent
And shines for the sake of love
It is for the sky in you
And the earth in me
Shines as gold for the sake of love
Shines on us for the sake of love
AN: First off: Thank you, all my devoted readers. Thank you for sticking with my story, and reviewing, I appreciate your kind comments more than I can say. This chapter, For the Sake of Love, is written to deepen the relationship between Draco and Hermione, and to prepare them and their love for what is to come. This chapter was not very long, but, as I said, quiet important for their relationship. The poem at the end is written by me, with some inspiration from Ted Gärdestad, a Swedish songwriter, and this chapter is named after its title. Please, my dear readers, review!
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