Dramione- Back at Hogwarts (Hermione's 7th Year)

Chapter 30- A Good Night's Sleep

They left the pizza parlor after finishing their food and paying their bill. Draco lead her to the side alley they apparated from and disapparated with her to go to their hotel in Scotland.

They apparated inside a hotel living room, it was located at the penthouse of the hotel overviewing Scotland's beautiful scenery.

"I apparated us directly here in my room and office at the Grand Malfoy Hotel. I don't want people ogling at you," he told her. "Come, let's sit for awhile here," he invited her to sit beside him on the couch facing the fireplace.

She sat beside him, not too close since she did not know what she was doing with him. "Draco, owl your mother so she won't get worried about you," she told him.

"Alright, I'll just go to my desk and write her a note. How about you?" He agreed, standing up.

"I'll just send a patronus to Harry to tell him I'll be back at the Burrow sometime tomorrow," she replied.

Draco went inside his study while Hermione conjured her patronus to tell Harry and Ginny she's fine and will be coming back tomorrow.

Draco went out of his study after sending an owl to his mother telling her that he'll spend the night at their hotel. "You may use the bathroom first, there are clean towels and a bathrobe there," he told him.

"Alright," Hermione replied taking her purse with her. Fortunately, Narcissa gave her the clothes she had worn at the manor so she have something to wear tonight.

Hermione went out of the bathroom freshly showered, wearing the long-sleeved nightgown she charmed to be knee-length instead of being mid-thigh.

Draco was already lying on the couch, his eyes closed. Hermione went closer and leaned on him. "Draco, you may shower now," she said, patting his arm.

Draco opened his eyes and smiled at her. "Okay, wait for me here. I'll just take a quick shower," he told her, standing up.

While Draco was in the shower, she scanned the other rooms of the suite. There was the study Draco went to send his owl, it has a bookcase filled with books about business and such. The other room was the bedroom which has a huge bed and was decorated lavishly. She heard the bathroom door open so she was about to go back to the living room when she saw Draco enter the bedroom with only a towel on.

"Sorry, I forgot to get some clothes," he told her grinning. He went to the wardrobe to get his pajamas.

Hermione went out of the room so he could change, seeing in her mind's eye Draco's muscular upper body and feeling herself blush. She sat on the couch to wait for him, thinking about Ron and Draco, and what to do about them.

Draco found Hermione staring at the fireplace, the soft glow of the fire illuminating her beautiful face. He was now dressed in a thin, long-sleeved pajama top and trousers, he sat close beside her and started to play with her hair. It felt good on his fingers, her long, curly hair was so soft to the touch.

"Hey," Hermione said, looking at him, and making him remove his fingers tangled on her hair.

"I always wondered how it feels to touch your bushy, brown hair," he said thoughtfully, putting his hands on his knees.

"Really now?" She asked suspiciously, it was a weird thing to think about, especially coming from her former archenemy. She moved so she was facing him, her back on the armrest, her feet tucked under her (making sure her gown properly covers her legs).

"Yes, actually. I am just not sure when I first thought about that," he replied, smirking. He also moved so he was sitting on the other side of the couch facing her. He on the other hand extended his legs, his feet almost touching her legs. "This feels nice, don't you think?" He asked her.

"Hmmm," she replied, sliding her body so she was now lying down on the couch, her eyes closed. Their legs were touching now, and she could feel his legs caressing hers. "I'm sleepy, Draco," she said quietly, her eyes still closed.

Draco slowly stood up then to her surprise, lifted he up and carried her on his arms. "Let's go to bed," he told her.

"I could walk, you know," she replied pretending to be annoyed but was actually shivering in delight. His arm was touching her bare legs and it makes her want to touch him more.

Draco put her gently down the bed and lied down beside her, letting her head rest on his shoulder, his arm on her waist. He kissed her on her forehead, a long and sweet kiss he had never done in his life. "Goodnight, sweetheart," he whispered to her, his eyes already closed.

Hermione surprised herself by kissing him on the cheek, letting her lips linger on his cheek longer than necessary and inhaling his scent. "Goodnight, Draco," she whispered back, leaning her head on his shoulder and putting her arm on his chest. They were both comfortable to their closeness, as if they were meant to be this close. They both slept peacefully that night, no nightmares came to them.