Left Behind 3: Curses

Beautiful Hands

**STEAM WARNING**:

There is a little light steam amid conversation in the first half, should be good for most readers.

More potent/ descriptive Lemons hit later. IF you don't want Lemons stop reading when you see *** and then go to the next chapter. (everything after  *** this chapter is steamy)

Also this is a nice long chapter, so settle in and I hope you enjoy.

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Hermione sat up in bed as Draco returned, pulling the sheet up higher over her breasts to cover more skin.

Draco, for his part, was sad for the lack of a view while still understanding her being shy. He was happy in his choice to cover her before going downstairs.

"Where did you go?" she asked quietly.

Why did she sound worried?

You'd be worried if you woke up to her not there, he reminded himself.

She cares, he thought quietly.

I love her.

Draco cleared his throat, which felt oddly tight.

"I got us some food," he said setting down the tray.

Better just say it and get it over with, While he didn't particularly want to talk about his mother with Hermione right now he knew that there was a good chance that the lovely brain housed beneath those chaotic curls would be worrying about the altercation that had transpired between the three of them earlier.

He didn't want to be cuddling and have it come up.

"I also talked with my mother."

Not surprisingly the words fell like a heavy stone.

He watched Hermione's face fall and saw her pull the sheet tighter around herself.

Way to kill the mood Malfoy, he told himself.

You knew that was coming and it's important that she knows, you don't need her worrying.

He knew she would.

And Hermione wouldn't have been wrong to worry.

Narcissa was a scary mother bear when it came to her son and anyone who dared come between them or tried to harm her cub.

While Draco would have done anything to keep Hermione safe from his mother, it would have been a shadow hanging over them forever.

"How is she?" asked Hermione, her voice hesitant. 

"She has decided that she will support my decision," said Draco.

"Your decision?" asked Hermione eyebrows knitting.

"My decision to be with you," said Draco.

"Oh...."colour flushed Hermione's skin and then a  small hopeful smile pulled at her lips "Really?"

"Yes," said Draco. He was very happy to know that his mother's approval was a positive thing in Hermione's eyes. After everything that had happened he was worried that Hermione might have held Narcissa in the same regard as the other more sinister people from the manor.

"I'm glad," said Hermione. "I know she loves you very much."

"You two apparently have that in common," said Draco a little teasingly and then because he really wanted to hear it he asked. "Will you say it again please?"