Saved by Malfoy*

Epilogue

Hermione's POV (five months later)

I was cuddled up to Draco, thinking. He was playing with my hair, his eyes closed. He was completely relaxed.

I was thinking though, not relaxed at all. I was thinking of the past few months. Of course, we were married only a week after the war ended, we were a couple. I twisted the ring on my finger as I thought about something we'd talked about before the war ended.

He wanted kids someday. I wanted kids someday. I just didn't know if I'd ever be able to face my fears. I couldn't give him a proper honeymoon. We did try, but I had a full - scale panic attack before we could do anything.

After that, he insisted that he wouldn't try until I knew I could. He said he didn't want to scare me again like before.

I wanted to try again. I could try again. I knew Draco loved me. I knew he would never hurt me like Ron did.

He shifted a little. I looked at him.

He had a bit of hair in his eyes, but he was ignoring it, staring at the ceiling. He looked so relaxed at this moment. Maybe if I caught him off guard he wouldn't be able to stop me.

"I love you," he whispered.

That gave me all the courage I needed.

In one swift moment, I was straddling him, and I pressed my lips to his. He gasped as the suddenness of my attack. He tried to push me back, but I gripped his hair and kissed him with all I had.

He forcefully pushed me back.

"Hermione, stop," he gasped.

I buried my face in his neck, embarrassed now.

"Love, what was that for?" He laughed.

"Can we try?" I mumbled on his neck.

"What?"

"I want to try. I love you. I know you love me. I can handle it this time. I promise," I stated, sitting up and staring into his eyes.

"I just -"

"I know, you don't want to scare me like last time. I want to do it. Please," I begged, prepared to be turned down.

"Do you really want to?" He asked me, sitting up.

"I do. I really want you. I want to, please."

"If you need to stop, you tell me, okay?" He whispered, his face so close, I could feel his breath on my lips.

"I promise."

He gently kissed me. I instantly tangled my fingers in his hair. I made a mental note that he needed a haircut.

He gently shifted us so he was hovering above me.

"Are you sure?" He asked one last time.

"I'm certain, now kiss me," I mumbled.

He went slow. He kissed me gently as he slipped my silky pajama shirt over my head. He was already shirtless, so I let my hands explore his chest like they had hundreds of times before.

My hands went to the button on his pants. I quickly undid his pants and pushed them down his legs with my feet.

He started kissing me just a little bit harder as he pulled my pants off. I was left in my lacy bra and panties.

"I love you, Hermione. I love you so much," he stated.

"I love you more," I replied.

"I doubt it," he said before kissing me again.