Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy
Date: 17 April 2000
Location: Les Quatre Cordes in Kent, Draco's Flat
Warnings/Status: Love Making [Mature] / Private
Summary: Hermione and Draco spend an evening dancing.
Completion: Complete
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If you'd surrender just for a tender kiss or two, you might discover that I'm the lover meant for you )
When the music stopped, he raised Hermione's hand to his mouth and laid a flutter of a kiss across the backs of her knuckles. "W.H. is a smart fellow. I'd be more than happy to take a walk." He nodded off the dance floor, glancing for just a heartbeat at a middle-aged witch who was smiling at them with a twinkle in her eyes. He returned the smile and squeezed Hermione's fingers. "Shall we?"
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"Draco, I think you should tell her simply because this is an important step and I think she would be hurt not to know beforehand. That's why I told my parents already. It's also why I told Harry." She didn't want Harry to find out as she was packing up her things. "I wouldn't answer the door in nothing but your shirt or pyjamas. I'd go dress while Cookoo got the door, silly. Just like you would, I suspect." Draco didn't like exposing his scar to public view, even if he didn't fuss over it around her.
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"Oh, god, you already told Potter?" Draco pretended to shiver. "Well, he hasn't come to kill me again yet, so he must have been all right with it. And I'm supposing that your parents didn't object." He laughed at her teasing and nodded, acknowledging the point. "Yeah, I would. You're the only person I let see me that way. Probably wouldn't let you see that much if you weren't so damned convincing. And special." He winked at her with a grin.
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Hermione smiled smugly. "I like convincing you about things." He didn't just roll over and agree with her even though she often ended up getting her way. "Do you think I could convince you to take me home now? This is lovely and the sky is beautiful but without boots covering my legs, they're a little cold. The breeze is seeping under my cloak. Besides, I'd like to kiss you properly, Malfoy. I don't want to be interrupted."
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Draco loved that smile she'd made right then. She looked so proud of herself, he couldn't help but like it. "I think you could. Take you home and get you warmed up." He raised an eyebrow at her request and muttered half to himself, already looking for a good place to Disapparate. "Looks like I might be getting a little warmed myself."
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Hermione motioned off to the side where there was a sheltered place to Disapparate. Just in case any Muggles made it out this far, she didn't want to simply disappear.
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"I'm planning to order the birthday boots tomorrow. I have another errand to run in Hogsmeade, so I thought I'd take care of that too. If there are any adjustments you'd like to make, tonight would be the time to tell me," she told him as they make their way upstairs.
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He led her upstairs and opened the flat's door, taking her cloak with his to hand them to Cookoo. "Nope, haven't thought of any adjustments. What we talked about before will work fine for me." He shut the door and leaned against it, watching her with a smile. "Make an excellent birthday present, I think."
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