POV: Hermione. Halloween Weekend. Don't play the song until I tell you. 😘

I was packing my trusty beaded bag for the weekend away, to survey the land Draco and Kingsley had decided to have the Quidditch World Cup this August.

I took my time packing because I didn't want to be the first one there to our undisclosed location in England. Everything was very secretive to protect us from the outside muggle world. I couldn't even tell Ron where the cup was being held this year. As well as not telling him I'd be spending the weekend with Draco Malfoy.

"Crookshanks please get off my peacoat darling! You're going to get cat hair all over my coat! Come on now off, off." Crookshanks knew I was leaving and was busy pouting. He jumped off and meowed in his usual peevish attitude.

I shook out my coat and put it on, tying the strap around my waist as I heard Ronald coming into our bedroom. He circled his arms around my waist kissing my neck while rocking us from side to side.

"I'm going to miss you so much 'Mione. Are you sure I can't go?" Ronald pleaded and asked me again for the hundredth time.

"I'm sorry, Ron. Kingsley said no outside visitors, friends, or spouses. You'll see everything in August." I turned around and kissed his lips to comfort him.

"But 'Mione, this will be the longest we've been apart since we've been married." Ronald whined. His other favorite sport besides Quidditch was whining in my opinion.

"I know darling. But it's only for one night. You'll survive. I'll be back Sunday afternoon. Alright?" I assured him turning around to face him with a smile.

"Ron, I've got to go, I'm really running behind." I tried to leave but Ronald began to untie the strap of my coat.

"Rooonn!" I annoyingly drawled knowing I had to leave. "Please, 'Mione, really quick." Ron begged me and I obliged.

Ron and I quickly undressed as we fell on top of our bed kissing. Quick was Ron's only speed for intimacy.

Ronald finished his usual five minutes of pumping. Then gave me a sweet subtle kiss goodbye helping me off the bed. "I love you 'Mione." "I love you too, Ron."

The Undisclosed Location for the Quidditch World Cup.

I disapparated to where the stadium was being built and as luck would have it, Draco was already there.

Thank Merlin, he was in deep conversation with Kingsley and the wizard foreman constructing the stadium, to notice I had arrived. I walked up behind them quietly not trying to be intrusive.

"This is the perfect spot isn't it Kingsley? Not too many curious muggles and it's far away from the mainland. We met with the owner of the land yesterday and he was a very welcoming muggle. Plus, which is another important aspect we can't forget, there's plenty of ample room for the tents." Draco was explaining his location and I hated to admit he was right.

I stepped on a twig and they all three turned around to see who was sneaking up behind them.

"Wonderful! Hermione we're so glad you made it!" Kingsley warmly invented me to join them. As Draco smiled with cool excitement behind his blue eyes. "Good to see you, Hermione." Draco spoke my name with anguish and winked at me.

We were overloaded with planning all day, from giving the foreman the okay to start the construction, to taking inventories, and as well as setting the zones for the tents.

Kingsley already set up our three different tents and supplies we needed, for us to have our own individual places for the weekend. I picked the furthest one away from the other two.

We were exhausted and Kingsley bid us goodnight and we would see him in the morning. We each entered our own tents and I didn't dare to look in the direction of Draco's tent.

I entered mine and I immediately felt right at home reminding me of all the moments I spent with the only other tent I'd ever been in, that I shared with the boys. It seems like such a long time ago now...

I turned on the radio. Made myself a grilled cheese sandwich and settled down at the small kitchen table for two, with a glass of wine and a book about Ghost Stories: Hauntings in the U.K.

"Granger?" Draco called for me opening the entrance flap to my tent and helped himself inside, without me telling him he could do so.

"Sure Malfoy, come on in." I expressed with sarcasm and bothersome in one gesture.

"Oh come on. I come baring gifts. I promise to behave." Draco walked towards me trying to sound reassuring. But I knew him all too well. And with that saying, how he'd been invading my dreams and our kiss we shared in his office we hadn't discussed since.

Draco placed two bottles of wine on my kitchen table and pulled out a brand new package of muggle playing cards out of his front jeans pocket.

"Will you play with me?" He suggestively asked winking at me while pealing the plastic wrapper off the box with his teeth and finished pulling it off with his hands.

"Try to control yourself Malfoy." I grinned somewhat looking into his dreamy aqua eyes trying to control my heart rate seeing him in his tight long sleeve black shirt showing the indentions of his perfect muscular body. I set my book inside of my beaded bag sitting beside me and opened one of his bottle's of wine with my wand pouring us each a glass. Draco sat down to join me.

He had the muggle playing cards out and was shuffling them in his enticing hands. Stop it Hermione.

"Do you know how to play Blackjack?" Draco asked placing a few cards in front of each of us.

"Blackjack?! That's a muggle game isn't it?! I don't know how to play and I'm even more shocked you know how!" I laughed and teased the Draco I thought I knew.

"Granger, I've matured from that prejudice narrow minded young wizard you once knew. I'm not that same person." He informed me with vulnerability behind his eyes and it proved to me maybe he had changed. Well not all of him because he was still up to his dark tricks with me at least.

"I hope so Malfoy." I smiled and he changed to a lighter subject. Blackjack.

"Blackjack. The idea is to beat the other player. In this case just two. You don't want to get a number higher than twenty-one. Or you'll bust." Draco continued explaining the rules to me and we played for hours and drank through his two bottles of wine. It was the best time I'd honestly had in a long time.

"Hit me!" I yelled at him laughing pointing at the cards.

"Granger, you've got a seventeen. You don't hit on a seventeen!" He mocked my confidence laughing.

"Hit. Me." I sexily demanded raising my right eyebrow.

He flipped the card over. I had an ace and it was the perfect match.

"Blackjack!" I screamed in laughter at beating Draco three times in a row.

"Dammit!" He breathlessly laughed and lightly threw the cards at me.

I was hysterically laughing and I almost fell out of my chair. I was giddy in gratification of beating Draco Malfoy. I hiccuped and realized how drunk I was. I'd only ever been drunk one other time in my life and this was by far the strongest I'd ever been intoxicated.

"I think you cheated or this was just plain beginners luck!" Draco chuckled in his teasing insult. He was a sore loser but I could tell he was enjoying watching me have a good time.

I then snorted through one of my bellowing laughs and hiccuped again trying to not turn red from embarrassment.

"You're drunk Granger." Draco accused me smiling.

"No I am most certainly not. I am in full control, thank you very much, Malfoy." I lingered his name and hiccuped again.

Play The Song And Come Back! 😘

A muggle woman was singing on the radio named Brandy.

Draco suddenly stood up reaching his hand for mine.

"Will you care to dance with me Granger?" He asked in our usual banter.

"Draco..." I felt nerves of caution rising from my stomach.

He didn't listen and pulled me up out of my chair and twirled me around under his arm gently pushing me into his body.

We moved and felt the music together as one. Listening to the words of this song was extremely way too convenient.

We stared into each other's eyes in a longing immortality.

"Hermione." Draco whispered my first name and it was perhaps the first time I ever really heard him use it without a deviant context. He said my name with love leaving his luscious lips.

He snaked his hand up my spine cupping around the back of my neck pulling me into his kisses. I pulled away from him.

"No. No. Draco. I can't do this. We can't do this. I'm married to..." I forgot my husband's name crying aloud while Draco removed his shirt revealing his half naked body that I'd been dreaming about for almost two months was now a reality. His muscular body was now calling my name.

I saw the Dark Mark on his left forearm that I now understand he was forced into by his family. It made me realize for the first time that we weren't the only ones going through hardships during our sixth and seventh years at Hogwarts.

He glided over to me, taking my face into his hands and wiping my tears with his thumbs.

I held his wrists and gave into his temptations again.

Our kissing was a deeply affectionate enchanting moment of wetted pulsating bliss. He held onto me reminding me of how he did the first time in his office. Never wanting to let me go.

My inner hidden desires for him, I never knew existed, were like lightning bolts taking over my entire body screaming to have Draco.

I stopped kissing him and found the courage, liquid courage. To tell him what I was thinking... needing.

"I want you Draco. Please don't judge me, taunt me, or hurt me." I expressed my lustful heart with tears shining down my cheeks, to the man before me I never knew I always wanted.

Draco whispered to me. "I only teased you because I've wanted you for more than half of my life. I tried to push you away to get you to hate me. My mind was poisoned with false hatred because of my family. I knew they were wrong and I didn't take a stand against them until it was too late. I was a dodgy little tosser. Please. Please, forgive me. I am not that Draco Malfoy anymore. I will never hurt you again." He finished placing his irresistible lips on mine lifting me into the air straddling my legs around his waist to carry me to the bed.

He laid me down hovering over my body. Draco ripped open my plaid shirt making the buttons fly all over the room.

I pulled my arms out of my shirt while he studied my breasts in my black lace bra. Next, he unbuttoned my jeans slowly removing them off my bare legs.

I was half naked before him, in my black lace bra and black lace knickers.

He caressed my breasts, fluently kissing and licking my neck feeling his body heat radiating off of mine. He pulled my knickers off as well as unhooking my bra.

I was now completely naked... and I felt extremely nervous with him hovering above me, taking in every inch of me. Then he spoke... "You are even more beautiful in reality, than in my dreams." And kissed my lips placing his fingers inside of my feminine flare, causing me to gasp in undeniable pleasure.

His fingers were magnetic in every motion hitting spots I never even knew were there. I wanted more and more of him so badly that I couldn't stand it.

"Make love to me, Draco." I moaned aloud in his ear as he looked back to face me and smiled.

I helped him unbutton his pants as he teasingly and slowly removed them making me yearn for him even more.

He finally removed his boxers revealing his incredible naked body and his sublimely statuesque brute erect and wanting.

Draco climbed on top of me again opening my thighs to invite his infringing large hard virility inside of my feverish fume.

Draco took the initiative to make this a lasting shag we would want for the rest of our lives. We were lavishly taking advantage of each other in something we've both longed for. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist traveling my feet down the back of his legs.

He held onto me not leaving my carnal fume to turn onto his back and I gasped in the sudden intensity of felling paralyzed on his brute straddling his waist clawing at his chest.

"Are you okay baby?" Draco sweetly asked me.

"Yes," I breathlessly moaned moving and feeling better with each push on his delicious manhood. He held onto my rump pushing me forward, rubbing his head on the top of my fume with a hidden savory zealous spasm releasing like a hot spring. I screamed in heated mouthwatering warm addiction never feeling this before but in my dreams with him, and never with my husband, and it being even better in reality.

Draco moaned my name "Heerrmmiioonne," squeezing my hips tighter and releasing his pulsating succulents of cream inside of my body.

I collapsed on top of him as he hugged my body.

"Hermione. This is the greatest night of my life. My dreams have finally come true." I leaned up as he brushed my hair out of my face and I sweetly kissed him.

Not wanting to face my other reality. I wanted this night to last forever so I wouldn't have to face tomorrow.

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