POV: Draco. Don't play the song until I tell you. 😘

I finished up my look for the Annoyingly Muggle filled evening, pulling on my black boots, when I glanced up at my Hermione... A vision of divine vamping of an eternal sex goddess, entering our bedroom from the midnight blue marbled bathroom...

Hermione's ensemble for the evening! 😍🖤

I felt my entire body pulsating and radiating in wanton heat to take her right here and now... I swaggered my sorcerer needs towards her, licking my lips still tasting her cherished sweetened essences on my tongue in my forever memories reserved for her in my continued existence of immemorial immortal thoughts, engraved into my brain.

"You are positively and endlessly grisly, Granger," I teased her in our playful repartee, wrapping my arms around her tiny waist as she smacked my arm leaning forward and narrowing her chocolate covered messenger eyes into my soul and kissing me with her candy coated red lips.

"Do we have to go? Can't we just stay here and..." I paused my words, snaking my wondering hands all around her delicious body and brought my lips to whisper into her ear, for only us to hear, "fuck each other until we're scathingly and blissfully unconscious?" I lingered and moaned into her neck, smelling her enrapturing perfume and getting lost in her magnetic wavy hair, taking in every inch of her seductive aromas.

"We can save that for later, Mr. Malfoy..." Hermione breathlessly confirmed, taking hold of my face with her soft dainty hands and kissing me in her enticing ways of hypnotizing me into obeying her.

We met our wonderful lot in our ritual meeting spot of the lobby and endured the Muggle night, as to which I was beginning to enjoy.

We had an over priced meal at a restaurant called Pump, of basically monotonous amounts of canapés and flowing tons of champagne that the girls enjoyed, and draft California beer for us blokes.

Then we made the midnight movie showing, that's what Hermione had referred to it as, and escorted our way inside the Muggle theatre, Grauman's Chinese Theater, to be exact. Potter offered to pay for our tickets. Nevertheless, I agreed with Hermione smiling at me to let him do so... I thanked him, even though it killed me. And ending with us strolling inside one of the many theatre's showing our chosen film and found a few empty seats in the middle of the rows of red velvet covered cushioned stadium seats...

To be honest, this all startled me a bit, never seeing anything even remotely possible to such an event as this, and I had my wand at the ready in my hand the entire time. Especially, when the humongous large parchment looking screen lit up with the moving picture before us. Hermione noticed me jump in my seat and kissed me in her comforting girlfriend ways, and never let go of my hand, that wasn't holding my wand... I'd never seen anything like it. And I was honored to have shared it with her. The movie was pretty entertaining, it was called 'Gladiator.' I had never heard of these legends before. I was thoroughly entertained.

The movie concluded, with us adjourning outside, and Potter and his orange squeeze, along with Blaise, were ready to attend the Muggle dancing clubs. I, however, had different arrangements for Hermione and I.

"You three go on... we will see you in the morning. You see, I have a surprise for Hermione," I announced with Hermione looking at me with wonderment and giving me her beautiful smile, that made me permanently weak for her. Ginger ale groaned in disappointment that we weren't going with them. Hermione hugged her friends goodbye for the night and Blaise glared at me as if he might kill me. I spoke to him in his mind, "Go on mate. You'll have fun with... them." I sarcastically drawled and laughed with him spewing back profanities inside of my thoughts and I ignored him, seeing their three figures disappearing down the sidewalk, gingerly making their way into a dance club...

"Where on earth are you taking me, Draco Malfoy?" She questioned me, circling her arms around my neck as I held her in my arms and told her,
"To the stars..." smirking into her plush pillowed crimsoned lips, wantonly touching them with mine waiting for onlooker Muggles to pass us by and safely disapparated us to her surprise.

Play the song! 😘

We landed in the direct spot, I longed and wanted for her to see. Nestled with our feet firmly planted on the creamed marble floor, under a million shining glittering stars of the supposed famous California Planetarium. At least, that's what I read from the Muggle Internet, and called the guy who owns this place, on Hermione's Muggle cell phone without her knowing, to plan our private evening...

"Draco! It's breathtaking! Are we at the Griffith Observatory?!" Hermione's brilliance shined, taking in her surroundings, proving once again in her insufferable intelligence, that I loved... I nodded yes, and smiled into her kisses I craved.

We were carried away with ourselves...

Getting lost in each other's bodies, snogging in fervent swirls of thirsting desires to have each other. I suddenly had to pause our events, pissing myself off frankly, but I had to do this... I had to bring her here, to an unknown place that would she love, to ease the news I was about to share with her.

"Hermione, there's more than one reason as to why I brought you here tonight," I stopped losing my train of thought, because of her abilities to freeze me in perpetual paradise, just by gazing into her eyes. And I found my courage and spoke again...

"First, was to show you this world, from another Muggle Point Of View. And to be alone..." I smirked kissing her again and continued.

"And second, was to explain what exactly was in that bag, that the wizard from Madame Dorinda's shop gave to us today."

She had a concerned look in her glistening cocoa eyes, watching me retrieving and revealing the substance from my pocket.

"This is an old hardened potion tonic, more commonly known as a Stepping Stone, that is used for dark magic entities. Voldemort used them to control his followers true devotion to him. Dorinda is testing her allies, to solidify our allegiances to her. This is a binding magical pledge that is used to manipulate her followers into anything she asks of them. It's also a hallucinogenic drug that makes you see your future, or what she wishes you to see. Some are made up visions controlled by the maker of this darkened magic charm. I have taken it before when..." I faded, seeing Hermione's eyes filling with tears and streaming down her cheeks.

"When you became a..." Hermione spoke through her sobs and I silently gazed at her nodding yes. Both of us knowing when I was forced into becoming a Death Eater. And know we were going to be forced into another Dark Magic world controlled by Madame Dorinda.

"Does the potion hurt? Can we figure out another way?" She exclaimed in her frets, crying onto my shoulder.

"No, it doesn't. You can have a bad blunder if you're in a place of fear or a place you despise. That's why it's best to have the drug in a venue that you've never been to before. A calming ethereal experience." I explained still holding her in my arms. When she suddenly raised up and spoke her worries to me once again...

"So we don't have a choice then, do we?!" She wailed in fear and I hugged her closely to my body. I then took hold of her precious face with my hands and secured to her, "I will never let anything happen to you. This is just the next step to getting on Madame Dorinda's side. And in the end, breaking this curse."

Hermione stepped back from my grips, looking down at my closed fist that was grasping the toxins in my palm. She then hazardously opened my hand to witnessing for the first time, the pearlescent colored and cubed acid drug.

"I love you, Hermione Granger. I swear to you everything is going to be fine," I promised her once again.

She opened her distressed quivering mouth with tears flowing down her cheeks further and further. Offering more of her angelic self to save me... I picked up one of the blasted drug's and anger quickly consumed me, that I was about to make her do this. She slowly closed her heavy eyelids, letting an inhaled gasp escaping her lips, and I stood still in vexing contemplation, gazing at her innocence. Hermione's anxious state overwhelmed her, as I watched her entire precious body beginning to shake and convulse in fear...

Hermione Granger truly loved me, and would do anything I asked of her.

Suddenly, I had a fast change of heart, coursing through my fuming veins. She wasn't going to be pressured into this life, that I was forced into just a few years prior, she was saving me, well bleeding hell, I was going to save her.

I was enraged. Tears swarmed in my eyes and I roared aloud making her jump and open her awe filling eyes at me...

"NO! Fuck this! I will not be controlled or corrupted again, by some mentally insane power hungry tosser! We will find another way! I'm not doing this to you, goddammit! You're the love of my life!"

I wrathfully snapped, throwing the drugs into the starry ceiling, as Hermione screamed for me not to do it... But I knew what had to do. I seized my wand from my pants pocket, pointing at the damnations and blew the poxy cack into smithereens, sprinkling its reminiscent residues onto us both, like a snowstorm falling onto our shoulders.

I snatched her into my arms, with us both still being in bewilderment of our former selves.

"Why did you do that Draco?! That was our only chance..." I covered her weeping bossy and haughty alluring mouth with my palm, to get her to shut the hell up for a minute, as such, was very hard for her to do.

"Yes, Hermione... yes, I rightfully so and fucking did. I did it for you, because I love you. I did that for us, because I love you... and I did it for the former teenage kid who was once me, who didn't have a choice. I have a choice now. And my choice is always and will forever be, you."

She sniffed through her cries, taking hold of my wrists with her hands, and slowly removing my hand from her covered mouth. Speaking in a hushing whisper to me and us alone...

"Thank you, Thank you loving me and protecting me, Draco Malfoy." She gasped through her breathless heartily tones.

"Thank you for loving me enough to sacrifice yourself to my former life, but I'm telling you right now, Hermione Granger, that that darkly proposition bollocks will never happen again... and also, my lovely impossible temptation," I paused teasing her with my malice gazes, continuing my heart to her, "thank you for being my everything," I completed in devoting myself to her and her only.

Hermione still having my wrists in her loving grips, wrapped my arms around her waist and followed with bringing her arms to rest and circle around my neck. Placing her hand on the back of my head, dancing her long fingers through my waxen hair and scratching her nails on my skull, and pulling me down into the lips I claimed as everlastingly mine.

I would figure a way for us to see and meet with Madame Dorinda. And it would be in a way, that would always protect Hermione from my former dark pasts. This venture was becoming more and more bothersome, maybe this curse was true? That I was so adamantly trying to convince myself it wasn't? After today's events however, my thoughts on the matter were beginning to becoming more serious.

Hermione and I, were lost in our love once again, ending up spending the night in the planetarium under the Muggle manmade stars. Feeling my love for her growing and growing in an uncontrollable force. She made me want to better myself for her, leaving my once tarnished life behind me... I was better, because of her. And I fucking loved it...

What did y'all think?!? Were you surprised he stopped her?!?😍😍😭😭😘😘 stay tuned to see what happens next?!?! Love y'all!! 😘😘