Beginning at the End ⏃ Dramione

Chapter 14: Confessions

Hermione woke to find Draco still in bed with her, but wearing a different set of clothes. Deciding he must have got up already, she turned toward him to determine if he was up. Though his eyes were closed, they opened when he sensed her movement.

"Morning, Granger, how you feeling?"

Realizing she still was not wearing a top, she pulled up on the blanket to cover herself.

"Oh, now you're shy? I'll have you remember, you took my shirt off last night and your own."

Blushing, she merely shrugged. Something about a good night's sleep now had her wondering if yesterday had actually been real. "You had it coming, Malfoy."

Wrinkling his nose, he crawled over her body and placed his hands on each of her wrists, dragging them above her head to playfully pin her down.

"Yeah? Well, maybe I'll decide to hold out on you next time, Granger. I mean, if you're going to get this excited by my presence... it really can't be good for your condition."

He leaned in to kiss her lips, but purposely shifted when he saw her reaching up to receive it. Instead, he dipped down to kiss her neck.

While Hermione was no expert in foreplay, she decided this was a great start. Testing out her legs to determine if they were working, she found that they were and wrapped them around his waist, pressing her hips up into his. With a smirk, she teased, "Dear sir, I do believe it is your condition that becomes altered due to my presence."

As a result of her body pressing against his, Draco moaned into her ear before whispering, "Can you feel my condition now?"

Hermione answered, more or less, with her heightened breathing. There was no way she could miss the feeling of Draco's arousal against her leg. Slowly slipping one of his hands down her arm, Draco ran it down her exposed side and under her bum to pull her closer to him.

With a sudden clarity, he sensed Hermione's nervousness and recognized that they probably should take things a bit slower. "One day, Granger, you can have this... but it will not be this day."

With that, he gave her a quick peck on the lips, climbed off of her, and exited her bed area. Hermione was left stunned. Did he just tease me and then leave?

From somewhere in the tent, he shouted, "Get up, Granger! I know your legs are working. You can count this as day one... unless all this excitement has altered your condition!"

Recognizing he had won that war, she quickly attempted to win the battle, "In more ways than one, Malfoy, but I guess you'll never find out!"

Pleased with her comeback, she grabbed her purse so she could get dressed.

Draco smiled to himself, pretending her feisty banter did not turn him on more than he already was. He really had not wanted to leave her in the first place, but was curious how experienced she was in such matters while also accepting that she needed to get better. In an attempt to settle himself, he chose to start making breakfast.

After a brief shower, Hermione stepped back to see Draco setting the table with plates of eggs and sausage, plus tea for her and coffee for him.

Astonished, she queried, "You made breakfast?"

Knowing she meant without magic, he grinned sheepishly, "Look, I don't know how to do this without my wand-"

She snapped back, "You said to avoid using magic! I made dinner without it!"

He retorted, "I thought it very important that you get fed. Besides, you're a master chef and I'm useless without my wand..."

Grinning, Hermione began to suspect Draco's character was rubbing off on her. "I wouldn't say you're completely useless. You seem to be able to conjure up magic frequently enough in my bed..."