She regrets it. I could tell by the "oh shit what have I done?" look on her face. She regrets sleeping with me. I really shouldn't be surprised, of course she is, why wouldn't she be? We were both blindly drunk. We shouldn't have done it. I know we shouldn't have, but I'm glad we did.
"Yeah...." I trail off, not looking at her eyes. I couldn't look at those big brown eyes after what I had done to her last night.
She sat quietly and fidgeted with the edge of the sheet she had wrapped around her. She was wearing my shirt, it looked good on her.
It was killing me, I needed to know. "Do you regret it? I have to ask, I thought you would. I knew you would. No. Don't even answer it!" I talked quickly in a strained voice. I was stammering, being very unlike myself. What has this woman done to me?
She went even quieter. She looked down as she played with the sheet, rolling the edge between her fingers. No. Of course she did? Why wouldn't she? I suck as a person, I'm terrible, and I just made her cheat on her fiance. Things would be easier if he just didn't exist. Though secretly, in the very back of my mind, I was hoping that last night would have planted seeds of doubt in marrying him. Maybe it would show her what she's missing. Surely though I was just deluding myself. "I.....I wish I did."She whispered softly.
I was momentarily stunned. "What?" I looked at her.
She finally looked up, meeting my gaze."I don't. I regret that I cheated on Ron." My face fell. What was she saying? She was saying two different things. She continued, "but I don't regret that it was with you, that I had sex with you.” She bit her lip. “ I don't even regret enjoying it as much as I did. "
I smiled brightly at her. "Really?" I felt pretty proud of myself. I was glad she liked it. I mean, I knew she would. I knew I was good in bed, always have been.
"Really." she returned the smile, but it was a sad one like she was ashamed that she was smiling.
She didn't regret it. She didn't regret it!
I tried lightening the mood, my arrogant self returning after the confidence boost. "So you enjoyed yourself, huh?" I smirked at her.
She went wide eyed. "Draco!" She playfully hit my arm, but smiled none the less.
I continued,"I am very aware that you did. And may I say, that you looked very good as you.....enjoyed yourself." I smirked again, and then winked at her.
Hermione's eyes went even wider and then she blushed, pink creeping up onto her delicate cheek bones and over her nose.
"Do you want some breakfast?" I smiled, trying to ease her blush, even though I found it cute as hell.
She seemed uncomfortable again. "Uh...I better not."
I shrugged at her. "You sure? I could make you something while you took a shower." I wanted her to stay, but I didn't want to force her. I couldn't force her.
"Shower?" She looked confused and I chuckled at her.
"You don't want to go home like this." I stated, eying her over. She was a mess. Her hair was huge and wild, cascading all over her back in odd directions. She looked bad, but in a kind of sweet way. It made me want to take care of her, to protect her.
She looked down at herself. "Ahh do I really look that bad?" Her hands went to her hair.
"No" I smiled "I can deal with it, it's kind of adorable." I brushed some of her wild hair out of her face. "But I don't think Weasel would like you coming in looking like this. He might think you did something inappropriate last night." I smirked at her and she winced. Ouch, I should not have brought him up.
"Oh no. I really should be getting home....but I do need a shower." She looked at the door to my room, like she wanted to leave and stay at the same time.
I laughed at her, trying to make her smile again. "You're already so late, honestly what's another hour?
She had a contemplating look on her face. "I guess you're right..." She trailed off.
"I always am." I smirked at her again. I really was though, I never allowed anyone to prove me wrong. Ever.
"Fine, I'll shower, and take you up on that offer of you making me breakfast." She said, getting up off the bed and standing awkwardly. She only had my shirt, nothing underneath. It looked good, too good. Thoughts of the things I did to her last night crept into my mind.
Her breathing was shallow. "I want you." She mewed from under me. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, she looked too damn sexy like this. Her eyes filled with lust. Leaning down I kiss her, softly at first but we both let it grow to more. It became demanding and needy. She squirmed underneath me, she wanted me. I needed her.
I tangle my one hand in her hair, while the other caresses her neck. She whimpers against my lips. "Now, please." She begged.
"Oh Hermione." I groan as I give her what she was begging for.
She cleared her throat and that pulled me out of my daydreams. "I thought you would."
"Well apparently you're always right." She rolled her eyes at me. "So where's the bathroom?"
I pointed toward the little door on my one wall. "Right through that door. There's towels in the cabinet and there are robes under them. I'll see you in the
I quickly left her to shower and headed towards my kitchen. I decided to make waffles, because who doesn't like waffles?
She had seemed to have warmed up towards me. I sincerely hoped that she would be okay with this. I don't know what will come of this but I was still happy go lucky on the high it had given me.
My thoughts drifted again.
“Wow.” She whispered, her head on my chest.
I chuckled at her and nuzzled her hair. “Good?”
“Very.” She murmured, her eyes closing. She had this wonderfully contented look on her face. She clung close to me, snuggling up to me like a young child with a teddy bear. How anyone could hurt her was beyond me.
“Go to sleep.” I said softly, my hands trailing up and down her back, easing her to sleep.
She leaned up and kissed me gently, her soft lips just barely brushing mine, before putting her head back down on my chest. “ Night Draco.” She slurred in an sleepy, innocent voice.
“Sweet dreams darling.” I smiled and kissed her fore head. She was asleep within seconds. I watched her body rise and fall slowly with her breathing. She was beautiful, how hadn’t I seen that all those years that I had teased her? What was wrong with me? How was I so oblivious? I closed my eyes and fell into one of the most peaceful night's sleep I've had in a long time.
Warmth spread over me as the water did. It felt so good to be in the shower. My muscles were sore, probably from the ....activities that went on last night. As much as I hate to admit it I did enjoy myself. He was good, so good. I finally understand the whole Slytherin sex god nickname he had all through
Hogwarts. It left me aching in places I haven't ached in a while. I wasn't use to it being that good, or long. Ron was nothing like that in bed.
Oh....Ron.... I sighed, I don't know what to do. I can't keep doing this to him. I needed to stop this. Surely this was only a one time thing right? I
couldn't help but feel a little disappointed thinking that. Do I want it to only be a one time thing? No. I mean yes. Yes. I need the answer to be yes.
So much for us going to that thing as "just friends." We're a bit pass friendship. We're more friends with benefits. Ew, that sounds horrible. What ever was I going to do?
I used Draco's body wash and shampoo. It smelled so delicious, like him. It was a comforting smell. I finished showering and turned it off. Damn, should have grabbed a towel before getting in the shower. I walked over to the cabinet where Draco had told me the towels and robes were in. I slowly dried off and slide on a robe. It was white and fluffy, it also had a large D. M. monogram on it. I rolled my eyes at that.
I did a quick drying spell on my hair and walked out back to his bedroom.
"Hermione?" I heard his voice from the side of the room. It surprised me and I jumped, which caused me to end up falling to my left, right into him.
"Ah!" My robe fell open and off, due to the fact I hadn't expected him to be there so I hadn't tied the robe shut. My very naked body landing in his arms.
"Well hello there. I came up to get a different shirt, I didn't think you'd be out yet."He smiled at me as I hurried to put the robe back to how it had been, covering myself. "Hermione, I've seen you naked."
I belted the robe tighter around my waist. I wish I had other clothes with me, but I only had the dress, so I was stuck wearing the robe throughout
breakfast. "Well you don't need to see it again." I snapped.
"Maybe I want to." He winked at me, which made my stomach flutter.
I rolled my eyes at him. "So what did you make for breakfast?" I say, changing the subject.
"Waffles! I cheated though....I used magic." He looked at me like a child who had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Oh Draco, you are too adorable.
I just laughed at him and followed him to the kitchen.
He had two waffles waiting on a plate set for me. There were fresh strawberries and orange juice there as well. "Hmm never pictured you as the kind that made women breakfast in the morning, I'm a little surprised."
"I'm quite a shocking person." He smirked, sitting at his place across from me.
We chitchatted a bit as I devoured, yes I mean devoured, my waffles. They were delicious.
He kept looking up at me and smiling. It was nice just being here with him, peaceful, but I knew I had to have a serious talk with Draco.
I took a deep breath and started, "Draco....I can't keep doing this."
He gave me a questioning look.
"I have to pick between the two of you. I can't just keep seeing both of you. It's you or Ron, not you and Ron." I said in a low voice, looking at my
He said nothing for a long time. "Are you sure you have to pick right now? It's not very fair. You've been with him so long that of course you'll pick him. You'll never see what I can do for you. I could show you the world Hermione, the world you deserve. I'm not going to sit her and tear him down, even if I easily could, because right now he's winning." He stared into my eyes once I looked up at him.
"Winning?" I murmured. What did he mean winning?
"You. He won you. He has you." He continued with that same sad voice.
"I'm not some trophy, I'm a person. I can't be won." I was a little angry at the way he was objectifying me.
"NO! No, silly sweet Hermione." He smiled at me sadly. "I mean he just has what I want, he won your heart while I couldn't. I wish I had the chance to win
it, but I guess I'll never get that chance will I?"
"Yes. You will." I couldn't believe what I was saying. "You have a month. I won't make my choice for a month. We can continue seeing each other for a month."
"Really?" His eyes gleamed with hope. "Are you really okay with that?"
"What you said was right, it's not fair." I don't know if I actually even believed that. I think I just wanted to be able to justify this. "I'll give you a month. Are you alright with this? You know it may screw up any chance of friendship we still have. I don't think there is any going back."
He gave me an award winning smile."Yes. I'm positive a month is all I need to make you fall in love with me."