POV: Hermione. September 19th.

Today was My twenty-first birthday. Harry and Ginny were throwing a small get together for us to celebrate tonight at their home in Godric's Hollow. Ron and I were meeting them after work.

Draco had been in my dreams every night taking advantage of me and my body for the past two weeks. I was physically and emotionally drained. I had been so exhaustingly tired trying to focus on work here at the ministry, keeping up with the planning of the Quidditch World Cup, and figuring out how Draco kept coming into my fantasy dream world keeping me up all hours of the night. Giving me multiple sexual pleasures making me loose my mind.

I tried sleeping draughts to try to make me sleep harder, to see if I could surpass the dreams. But that only intensified the fantasies between Draco and I making him even more sadistic and hungry for me.

Obviously, he was using Legilimency. But the intensity and realistic nature of these dreams were unlike any other magic I had ever heard of or studied. It must be dark magic...

I entered my office as I saw before me the most beautiful array of different colored exotic flowers of pink and orange effervescently radiating in a gorgeous ornate crystal vase. It was a magic I had never witnessed before and I could tell they would never die because of the spell placed upon them.

There was a pink card addressed to me floating in front of the vase. I thought to myself "Oh, Ronald this is just so sweet of you." Then I opened the card.

From Hatred to Love in a moments glance of kindred chance... may bring us together in a lasting lustrous must of eternal flame in forever fidelity.

Well this apparently wasn't from Ronald. He already gave me my present this morning. Who is this from? Then my body went cold realizing who it was from.

Draco.

Does he really know when my birthday is? Whatever. That is beside the point. Something is going on with him and I am putting an end to this foolishness. I am confronting him right now.

I took the lift to level 7 Department of Magical Games and Sports.

I walked directly to his office with his plaque bouncing his name in my face on the outside of his door and opened the it with fury without knocking.

Draco and Kingsley were speaking having a laugh and turned directly at me to see who so rudely interrupted their conversation, barging in. Kingsley looked at as if I had gone mad. But Draco, he gave me that desirable... infuriating smile.

"Hermione, good to see you. Can I help you with something?" Draco innocently asked me as if he didn't know why I was there.

"Forgive me, Minister. I just would like a word with Mr. Malfoy, please. If you will." I directed my point while glaring at Draco.

Draco and Kingsley shook hands finishing their conversation. Kingsley patted my shoulder leaving reminding me of our meeting at 2:00 today and to bring the scheduled portkey's list that was already being summoned in.

As soon as Kingsley left, I rushed over to Draco who was eyeing me up and down smirking at me with his arms folded across his chest. I pushed him against the stone wall making his back hit violently against it. He still had his devilish smirk and a look in his bright blue eyes that read, alright baby if you want to hurt me you can...

I placed my wand jabbing it against his toned six pack stomach that I knew he had through my dreams and also being able to see them through his crisp white expensive dress shirt.

Draco evilly grinned to the side of his right cheek, keeping his lips together and raising his right eyebrow at me. He wasn't in control here. I was.

"What are you playing at Malfoy?" I warningly interrogated him poking my wand deeper into his tight stomach.

"Granger, I don't have the slightest idea what you're getting at. What exactly are you implying?" Draco's guiltless sarcasm left his luscious wet tongue making me want to rip it out.

I pushed him again in aggravation in his demeanor. "I kicked your arse our third year Malfoy and I'll do it again!" I reminded him feeling the heat rise from my cheeks flowing out to my entire body.

"Oh, what I would do for you to rough me up again Granger..." Draco seductively admitted leaning further into me.

I slapped him across the face. "Stop interfering with my mind and my marriage! I know what you are doing..." I forcefully cautioned him.

"I'm not doing anything that you don't already want from me." Draco pruriently lingered.

"What are you using? Occlumency? What?!" I begged to make him stop this addicting sexual torture that was feverishly killing me.

He just stared into my eyes hypnotizing me and I broke free from his trans and hurried to leave.

But alas, he grabbed my arm pulling me back twisting into his body resting on top of him.

Draco placed his hand behind my neck massaging and intertwining my hair in his fingers. Looking at me with his aqua blue eyes dancing back and forth contemplating...

Then he rebelliously leaned in and pulled me forward planting a nefarious kiss on my lips.

I hit him in his muscular chest with my fist, as he pulled me in tighter not letting go of me and this moment.

Draco's lips were cadencing mine to open easing his venomous saturated tongue inside of my mouth.

I gave into his temptation. I circled my arms around his neck dropping my wand on the tile floor as he realized myself letting go. He kissed me ever more lecherously full of heated domination.

Draco was the best kisser I had ever experienced. His lust for me had been so elongated, he was taking it out on my body. His kisses were rogue, sadistic, and forbidden.

I brought myself back to reality as he started to lift my tucked coral silk blouse out of my pencil skirt. I grabbed hold of his wrist and instantly pulled away from him almost falling over feeling dizzy from this captivating and bewitching frenzied snogging.

Draco just stood their staring at me as if he were going to attack me again pushing himself off the hard wall.

"This never happened." I threatened him and called for my wand leaving fixing my blouse. "Accio wand." My wand flew into my hand and I slammed the door behind me.

Our meeting this afternoon came upon me faster than I expected.

I quickly found a seat in our usual meeting room and like a cool breeze came Draco waltzing in sitting directly in front of me. Again...

Kingsley began to speak as I tried to concentrate my focus on the Quidditch World Cup.

I could feel Draco fixating on me again completely disregarding his surroundings except for the focus of me right in front of him.

I decided to play his game and returned the glare to read his mind.

"I know you can hear me Hermione. And see..."

I quickly left not wanting to hear or see anything else he was about to say or show me. So it was obvious I wasn't loosing my mind with these extremely racy and vivid dreams. I just wish I knew how to stop them. Do I want them to stop? Maybe subconsciously I don't want them to stop that's why they keep happening?

"Halloween weekend, Draco, Hermione, and I as well as to whom ever chooses to accompany us, will be surveying the countryside of where the Cup will take place. We will be staying the entire weekend getting acquainted with the local muggles and preparing for what we have to further achieve to make this a legendary event. With no interferences." Kingsley smiled and looked at Draco as he nodded back smiling to assure nothing of the sort would occur.

Well thanks for springing this on me here, Minister. Great. A weekend alone with Malfoy trying to fight him off of me.

The meeting was over and I was about to leave as one of the witches who worked for the ministry came abruptly in carrying a cake with shiningly bright sparkling candles, singing "Happy Birthday to you..." I saw the cake was for me with big bright pink letters reading Happy Birthday Hermione!

I was so gleefully surprised as everyone joined in to sing to me. Even Draco.

I blew out my candles and thanked everyone.

The cake cut itself perfectly and placed individual pieces onto plates coming from the cabinet behind us hiding in the corner. The same witch who came in with my cake, brought us each a fork and some napkins.

We sat around chatting and eating our cake when Draco came up to me slithering his arm around my waist to give me a side hug.

I wanted to kill him.

"Happy Birthday Hermione." He told me aloud kissing my cheek and invaded my mind...

"I'll see you in our dreams."

Draco then dropped his hand lightly brushing against my rump invading my mind once more. "You're still the sexiest witch I've ever known in my life." And quietly left without eating a piece of my cake. As to which I was glad.

Why is Draco doing this to me? I just have to try blocking him more. But I think what was bothering me the most, is that deep down. I didn't want to block him...

YAAASSS!!! They kissed in real life!! Stay tuned to see what happens!! 😘😘😘 🐍