Imperiused (Dramione)

December 1998 (Part 2)

This is for paigejunge for always voting :)

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It was not going the way he planned it. He doesn't know how to answer her questions because even he couldn't understand himself. So he just wrapped her in his strong arms, feeling her tremble as she sobbed.

Hermione cried in the arms of her enemy, draining her strength but felt an unusual comfort as he held her tightly.

Draco lifted her up slowly to carry her to her bed. She was still crying, but silently now, all her energy and anger has dissipated.

He laid her and himself on the bed, still holding her. He embraced her until both of them fell asleep, arms circling each other.

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Draco Malfoy woke up in the middle of the night from the trashing of the brunette in his arms.

Hermione was having her nightmares again, nightmares about the previous war which haunted her every now and then.

"Granger, wake up," Draco shook her lightly while he called her name.

After a few minutes, Hermione opened her eyes to see a pair of grey eyes staring at her. She was confused for a second, then remembered last night. "Malfoy?" She whispered quietly.

"Are you alright?" He asked uncertain on what he should do. He never thought that Granger would also have nightmares about the war, he knew it was about it since she let slip a few words while she trashed about.

"Yes, it was just a nightmare," she answered, feeling somewhat secured in his arms. She could feel his warmth on her body, thinking it most unusual that he will be this warm rather than be as cold as his personality.

They continued staring into each other's eyes, warm brown melting the cold grey, grey piercing through the brown.

Draco slowly leaned closer towards her, wanting to feel her lips on his. He was surprised when she met him halfway through, a breath away from each other's lips.

Hermione closed her eyes when her lips met his. He kissed her slowly and softly, and she kissed him back. Her mind was telling her to stop, but her heart and body wanted him so much.

Kissing Hermione this way was surprising, he never kissed anyone like this. He enjoyed her soft lips on his, her fingers playing with his hair, as he grasped her nape and lower back.

This was something unexpected, both of them feeling comfortable towards each other as if this was the way it should be.

Draco started kissing her passionately after they broke for air. Hermione obliged, letting her tongue battle with his. They kissed and kissed, only taking a few seconds break.

He gently caressed her back and side, feeling the curves of her body through her bathrobe. He heard her moan as he slipped his hand inside her robe, touching her bare thighs.

Hermione felt a strong desire flow through her body as he touched her bare skin. She could feel the warmth of his hand inside her robe, caressing her body.

Draco moved so he was hovering over her, using one of his arms as leverage so as not to put all his weight on her. He was surprised when she placed her legs on his backside, straddling him, and pulling him closer to her as they kissed again.