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Chapter 12
Draco grinned and picked Hermione up bridal style to carry her out of the reception hall. She let out a small shriek and clung to his neck. He walked out behind the hall to where they could apparate without being seen. But when they got there they found Ron standing waiting for them, which confused Hermione. He was shuffling his feet nervously.
“I wanted to tell you something before you left.” Ron began, shoving his hands in his pocket, fumbling for wods. “I know I haven’t always been supportive of you two and I’m really sorry. You better treat her right Draco; she’s one in a million. Hermione, Mum always said you’re family, so I guess I just wanted-I just wanted to say welcome to the family Draco,”
Hermione’s eyes filled with tears again as she got up and walked over to Ron, enveloping him in a tight hug. Draco came up behind her and shook Ron’s hand. “Thanks, Ron.”
Hermione blinked as the morning sunlight poured in through the window, bathing her in warm light. She stretched lazily, the sheets covering her slipped down to her waist, leaving her chest bare. She looked to the side to find the bed empty.
Was it all a dream? No, the room and the view of the Italian countryside outside her window definitely proved it was not a dream. Hermione got off the bed, putting on the silk robe that was lying on the floor. “Draco?”
“In the kitchen. I’ll be right there. Don’t move.” Draco called. Hermione raised an eyebrow and climbed back on the bed, perching herself up comfortably on the pillows. Draco came walking into the room with two bowls in his hands. “Good morning.”
“What’s that?” Hermione asked, looking in the bowls, expecting to find cereal but instead finding strawberries and what looked to be chocolate. She looked at him curiously.
“Don’t worry you’re pretty little head about it. Just lie down and enjoy it.” He lightly shoved her down onto the pillows, kissing her on the lips lightly. Draco took a strawberry dipped it in chocolate and traced her neck with it, leaving a trail of chocolate which he then proceeded to lick up slowly.
He continued to move the strawberry down her body, drawing intricate patterns with the chocolate, licking it away as he went. Hermione gazed down at him as moved down to her legs, watching him with longing and interest. He made it to the inner thigh of her right leg, stopping just before her entrance, repeating the process on her left leg stopping just where her leg met her pelvis. Hermione let out a sigh of frustration, squirming a bit.
Draco chuckled as he watched her writhe before deciding to take mercy on her. He took the strawberry and ever so lightly ran it up and down her folds, watching as she squirmed even more, bucking her hips in attempt to ease the tension building inside her. Parting her lips, he lapped up the chocolate, savoring the flavor of that mixed with her own juices like it was Elixir of Life itself, pressing the tip of his tongue to her clit, the moan that emitted from her was music to his ears.
Hermione pulled him up, his face level with hers and crashed her lips to his, having had enough of the teasing. She wound her legs around his waist, after ridding him of his boxers, pulling him closer.
“I love you,” Draco whispered, wrapping his arms around her as she drifted off to sleep. He nuzzled his head into her shoulder, joining her in the realm of unconsciousness.
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