POV: Hermione. August 2002.

The week of the Quidditch World Cup had finally arrived. We had had an interesting summer to say the least. And now ending it on a high note with the tournament will be wonderful, hopefully all going accordingly.

Today was the first day and the beginning of all the festivities we had been planning for over a year. It was the 423rd annual cup. The ministry didn't hold the event in 1998, because of the war. So this was a tremendous occasion for all of us, reuniting again since 1994.

The first match was between Bulgaria and Ireland tonight. Draco and I's portkey was taking off in five minutes from our copper tea kettle. I just finished packing looking inside my beaded bag in our bedroom still feeling like I was forgetting something?

I then felt the warmth of my sexy lover coming from behind me circling his arms around my waist and kissing my neck. Draco's touches were like an erotica of home.

He whispered in my ear. "Do you have everything you need baby? We've got to get going." Feeling his lips on my right ear lightly brushing against them ever so gently and traveling his hands down my lower stomach almost touching my...

"Well it's hard to concentrate when you are seducing me Malfoy." I teased him turning around wrapping my arms around his neck. And placed a sensual kiss on his lips.

"I can't help it Hermione, you make me want you every second of the day." He sexily moaned looking into my eyes. "Well, you'll just have to wait for round two of our sexual escapades. Our portkey is about to go off." I explained smiling as he rolled his eyes knowing I was right. As to which I was always right.

He picked up the tea pot by the handle, that was placed on the dresser and placed his backpack on his shoulder. I then picked up my belongings as well, as he lifted the kettle for me to take hold of.

I grabbed the nosil end and Draco got a dirty little smirk looking at me and winked. "Oh, for Merlin's sake! Draco Lucius Malfoy you are such a pervert." I protested shaking my head as he laughed and I couldn't help myself but to laugh at Draco's sexual insinuation. We jerked me forward landing into his kisses as we spun into oblivion landing smoothly from the sky to the ground at the Quidditch World Cup.

The event was already packed, which reminded me so much of how everything was seven years ago. Full of life and Quidditch fans all joining together to celebrate their countries and to enjoy each other's company with endless amounts of food and Wizarding alcohol.

Draco and I hurried to our tent to settle in before he had to leave to meet with Kingsley for the rest of the afternoon. We were saying our goodbyes as Draco wouldn't let go of me making him even more late than he already was.

"Hmmm, baby. I want you. Please... just really quick." Draco sexily drawled begging into my ear once again, while trying to unzip my pants. "Draco, we can't. You are already late. I promise before the tournament I'll let you relieve your stresses inside of me." I smiled at him licking my lips. As he squeezed me into him tighter. "You are a tease Malfoy and I love it when you talk dirty to me." Draco said to me with sex hungry eyes making it impossible for me to not want to rip his clothes off. But he had to get going. "Later, baby. I'll see you for dinner and dessert." I kissed him goodbye as he kissed me again to leave a bookmark in this escapade to return to later...

I walked around the grounds seeing the stadium to my right. It was glorious and even better than the stadium before in 1994. Draco did a wonderful job planning all of this.

I ran into Seamus and Dean, but Padma and Katie weren't with them? They said they needed some man time. The girls would be coming in a few days. I laughed and joined them for a couple of fire whiskey's. I was having so much fun catching up with the boys, the time had completely gotten away from me. I needed to get back to get ready for the match tonight.

I was on my way back to Draco and I's tent when I heard a strong Bulgarian accent coming from behind me calling my name.

I turned around to see, knowing who it already was. And, of course, it was Viktor Krum.

"Hermione!" He yelled my name again and picked me up like an effortless feather hugging me. I softly wiggled for him to let go of me. As he then placed me down on the ground.

"It's good to see you, Viktor." I humbly told him with a tone that read don't pick me up again and a look to match.

"It's alvays good to see you, Hermione." Viktor lingered his Bulgarian accent in a suggestive tone looking me up and down. Making me cringe and try to keep this as a friend zone only conversation.

"Are you excited about tonight? Is your team ready?" I asked him stepping back a little as he was very close to me still.

"Hell yes! There is no doubt in my mind ve vill beat the Irish." Viktor arrogantly bumped his chest with his fist like a gorilla. I laughed at him. "Confident our we Krum?" I expressed with a smile.

He looked at me while licking his lips making me realize more and more he has never lost his feelings for me. He changed the subject which didn't quite shock me from the way he was staring.

"So you married Malfoy? I hear." Krum asked me with agitation in his voice and eyes. "I thought I could have von you over from Veasley. But, looks like I've already lost my last chance." Viktor gave me a cunning grin that made me shake with anger.

"Viktor, I've always seen you as a friend. Thank you for thinking so highly of me. But, my soulmate and my love has and will always be Draco."

I noticed Viktor not paying attention to my devotions for Draco, when his eyes left mine, looking at someone that was coming up from behind me.

Draco had quickly joined us snaking his arm around my waist pulling me into his side, showing Viktor that I belonged to him. I could feel Draco's jealousy oozing out of his mind all the way through to his finger tips.

"Can I help you Viktor?" Draco darkly questioned him with his tone and a look that read, get the hell away from my wife.

"No. I vas just having a conversation vith your beautiful vife, Hermione." Viktor's daring words and over stepping his boundaries echoed aloud as he narrowed his eyes on Draco.

"Your team is looking for you. The match starts in an an hour. You should be getting your priorities straight, instead of blatantly searching for my wife and flirting with her." Draco returned the hate filled tension.

All of a sudden, Draco pushed me behind him darting closer to Viktor as they both were now nose to nose not speaking a word. Evidently, Draco read his mind and didn't like what he heard or witnessed.

Draco was fuming with anger as he poked Krum's chest with a warning. "Get. The. Fuck. Away. From. My. Wife. Before, I throw you out myself." He paused pushing Krum back as Draco walked him backwards with the two still glaring in hatred at each other. "If I ever, catch you even glancing at her, even out of your peripheral vision, you sick bloody munger. I will out you and your pitiful existence revealing what a sick mother fucker you really are." Draco threatened Viktor as he stared at him wanting to kill him. Viktor nodded and left without a word.

Draco wheeled around taking my hand, "Come on, baby." And walked us to our tent. Draco had embarrassed me again with his uncontrollable jealousy. I had had enough and was getting to the root of the problem.

We entered the tent as Draco let go of my hand and poured himself a fire whiskey. "Do you want one, baby?" He asked me without looking at me and I replied "No." Draco downed his glass of fire whiskey in one gulp which immediately turned me on. But, I just had to ask him what was this rage he had against Viktor before I lost my nerve.

"Draco why are you so jealous of my friendship with Viktor? What is this all about?!" I screamed in frustration as Draco turned around giving me a dark sadistic look in his eyes. It was frightening.

"I am not jealous of that Bulgarian arse." Draco coolly spoke in a low deep ominous tone.

"Then why do your actions prove to show that you are?!" I yelled questioning him again.

This time he lost it. "Hermione! I trust you. I do NOT trust that sick fucking Bulgarian monster!!! You DON'T KNOW what he THINKS about YOU!" He yelled at the top of his lungs with his neck turning red and veins popping out. "YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW!" Draco was beyond fury.

"Well maybe that would help me to understand! You are so over protective of me, especially with him! Why?! Tell me!!" I screamed with all of my might.

Draco pleaded with anger. "Hermione! God Dammit! Don't make me tell you this, it's revolting! It's unforgivable!" He paused taking a deep breath. "Why can't you just listen to me for once in your life!" He looked at me with heartache and tears in his eyes.

"Draco I just want to understand. Viktor was my first boyfriend. And now he is an acquaintance. I just don't think it's anything but a past rekindling when he sees me." I took a deep breath trying to express what I felt more. "I would never do anything to make Viktor feel as if there were still something between him and I. I told him we were married and I love you. That I am your soulmate!" I yelled for him to hear me.

"Hermione! Viktor is a fallacious piece of shit. He's sick! So you really wanna know?!" He grabbed the bottle of fire whiskey took a drink straight out of the bottle and slammed it on the table then returned his gaze at me to reveal the dark secret.

"I read his mind and saw the entire vision!! He wants to fuck you until you die, so that way no man can ever have you AGAIN!" Draco finished with tears in his eyes, as I felt my mouth drop from shock covering my hand over it.

Draco picked up his glass and threw it across the room hitting the stove breaking into a thousand pieces. Following with picking up the table chairs and chunking them across the tent yelling profanities profusely. He knocked over the table like a wild animal. I began crying seeing what I had done to him. I should've listened to him. His underlying intentions were so honorable and protective. I wanted to thank him and calm him down the best way I knew how.

He was staring at me breathing very hard and sweating. I slowly walked over to him placing my hands on his gorgeous face. "I am so sorry Draco." I paused looking deeply into his big bright aqua eyes.

"I should have listened to you. I had no idea Viktor felt or even thought that way. Please, forgive me. I will never talk to him again. I love you for protecting me. I love you for you and the wonderful man you are." I leaned in to kiss those delicious lips.

Draco kissed me back fiercely picking me up by my rump as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried us to the bed gently laying me down has he hovered above me.

He ripped off my blouse completely ruining it. And unzipped my jeans pulling them off and throwing them to the ground.

He kissed my body traveling the traces on top of my feminine flare, to placing his teeth around the right corner of my knickers where the lace band hung on my hip.

He pulled them all the way down with his teeth, driving my senses wild, as I was  gripping the comforter with my hands.

I followed with the ritual of ripping Draco's clothes off his incredible body.

Draco entered his strong protective empowering manhood inside of my warm, wet, and ready fume. He thrusted inside of me as I tightened my legs around him moaning in every mind blowing pleasure. "Drraaaco." I sexily lingered as he pushed deeper and harder inside of me.

"I love you baby." He breathlessly drawled into my ear. Lowering his body closer to mine as I scratched his shoulders with my nails moving them all the way down his muscular back to his rump and squeezing it. I left my hands there, feeling them go along with the back and forth movements of our sexcapade as he worked my body.

"Ooohh, Draco, there it is..." I somehow got out feeling my favorite experience in the world. As he hit and rubbed my honey dome of full fledged orgasmic ecstasy rushing out of me, with my back arched and him licking my neck. I could feel this mind numbing erotica from my head all the way down to my curling toes.

Draco soon followed releasing his succulent venomous warmth inside of me going deeper and harder moaning. "God dammit what you do to me..."

He gently fell on top of me kissing me. I looked into his eyes thinking, makeup sex was a much better sport than Quidditch.

Draco laughed and smiled at me having obviously read my thoughts. "I have to agree with you baby." He sexily whispered kissing me.

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Draco and I ate a quick dinner because for the past hour we'd been making up.

We hurried to dress in our Wizarding attire for the opening ceremony. We looked in the full length mirror as I frowned. "We look like your parents." I mocked and he laughed at me circling his arms around my waist from behind me, looking into my eyes through the mirror. "You are without a doubt, the most beautiful and sexiest witch in existence. There's no comparison." Draco sweetly complimented me as I turned my head leaning back to kiss him from behind. And soon we were making our way to the stadium.

We sat in the Minister's box as Draco began his speech addressing the crowd to start the tournament.

Draco placed his wand to his throat to amplify his voice for the enormous crowd to hear him. He softly spoke the charm. "Sonorus." And his voice echoed as the crowd watched.

"Welcome all to the four hundredth and twenty-third Quidditch World Cup!" Draco paused as the crowd roared with excitement. "It gives me great pleasure that you have come from around the world to enjoy in all of our wonderful festivities and to watch one hell of great tournament this year! Let the match begin!" He flung his wand off his throat as the snitch released itself from his wand onto the Bulgarian's and the Irish. The fans went insane from start to finish. The Irish won and Draco was exceedingly happy. I never thought that would happen. It was obviously because of Viktor.

We were in bed asleep later that night, as Draco had me wrapped in his arms when I awoke from a deep sleep full in panic.

I shot up in bed. "HUUUUHHH!" I let out loudly in one breath. "What's wrong baby?!" Draco asked me as I had awoken him from my loud gasping shock.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It was just a bad dream." I fibbed to Draco. He laid me back down next to him comforting me as he pulled me closer into him, spooning me from behind. "It's alright, baby. I'm here. Nothing is going to hurt you." He whispered falling back asleep from exhaustion.

I laid there still awake... remembering what I had forgotten.

I forgot to take my birth control pill this morning and I left the rest of the package at home. Draco and I had already had sex four times since this morning. But, I mean I've been on birth control for three years now. Surely, one week won't hurt. It's been in my system for so long.

Right...?

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