Lovers

Part 6: Astrological Incompatibility

Looking about the room, he is gone.

Vanished.

Aparated most likely- despite being told not too.

"Draco. This isn't funny." She states angrily as she checks his spare bedroom and his bathroom. "Come on! What is it with you and games today?"

She turns repeatedly and traces and retraces her steps, but she can not find the man who was in bed only seconds ago.

"Draco...."

"Hermione." Quickly turning around, she jumps out of her skin and screams when she finds him there.

"You are NOT funny!!" She slaps his chest twice and watches him laugh. The smile on his face growing wider as he takes her hands.

"Will you marry me?" He struggles, but he gets down on one knee and takes her hand in his. He holds up his Slytherin House Crest ring and she rolls her eyes.

"As if I'd wear that." She says with her arms crossed and Draco sighs and puts it away.

"Then I guess I'll just have to give you nothing at the moment." He struggles to get up and she helps him. Once on his feet, she examines his ring.

"It's ghastly for sure..."

"Well, you don't need to have it then."

"Give it here. Let's give it a go." She says plainly and he smirks, sliding the ring on her finger. "It's not bad...for a Slytherin ring."

"It's only until I get you a beautiful one."

"I'm only kidding. You don't have to get me a ring. It's not about the ring." She tries to be kind about it because she doesn't want him to think she's against their secret marriage or anything.

"Well I want to get you a beautiful ring- so I will. Besides your Gryffindor genes are going to rust it- so the sooner the better."

"Haha, well in that case- maybe I'll keep it even if you get me a pretty ring. Add a bit of character to this one from the dominant house."

"Woman- you are not the dominant house- you recessive gene." Stymied by his comment, she stares at him and his heart pounds.

Fuck! I shouldn't have said that.

"That's not what I meant, Hermione. I meant Gryffindors are submissive and..." Coming close to him, she grabs him by his cock and his eyes widen.
"Mmm...Mione... be...bbb...be kind darling."

"Are you sure I'm the submissive type?" Seductively asking, she slides her hand down his pants and strokes him a few times- eyes fluttering closed and mouth gaping open. It feels so good, until she stops. Eyes shooting open, he looks at her pleadingly.

"Mione...."

"You're too hurt to be having any of that. Wouldn't want to strain anything." She smizes and he grabs her hips. "You want it done- you can do it yourself."

"Darling...I didn't mean it. Please, don't be upset."

"You obviously still have your family's way of thinking." Taking off the ring, she throws it at him- hitting him in the chest and it falling to the floor. "Wouldn't want to ruin the long family line of great purebloods."

She begins to leave and he tries to catch her arm as she storms passed.

"No! Darling please!! Don't go!"

"Wouldn't want to leave you confused and feeling guilty from my presence."

"Hermione, stop!" As much as it pains him, he runs and gets in front of her, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her closer to his body.