Draco : The Return

Something quite beautiful

Hermione sighed and took off her oversized jumper, letting it sink on the bathroom floor. She unhooked her bra, and leaned over for her wand "Agumenti". The water filed out of the tap, flooding the pale bath tub. Hermione smiled and slipped off her briefs, chucking them to the side. She exhaled heavily as she descended into the boiling, hot bath. She was in there for what seemed like forever.

Knock knock

'Busy!' Hermione called. But the individual obviously was on a mission to annoy Hermione, or at least that's what she thought.

Knock knock

'Ugh!' Hermione yelled getting out of the bath, very angrily. Pulling her dressing gown over her, she unlocked the door 'What?!'

'Hello to you too' Harry said, innocently running his scar.

'Does it hurt, Harry?' She said moving his hand and observing the scar herself. Since the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry's scar had stopped burning red, but, now and again, it would twitch pain down his spine after a previous nightmare.

'Not yet' Hermione shot him a puzzled look 'Nightmare?'. He nodded. Hermione sighed 'Same one as the last?'

'Similar' He followed Hermione into her taking a place beside her bed on a small chair. 'He just stands there, mumbling the same thing The Green Hat will be worn, what does that even mean?'.

'You're going to make a bold fashion statement?'

Harry burst into hysterical laughter, along with Hermione. She wasn't one to make jokes, George did that. Maybe she's picked up a few tricks? She thought.

Harry settled down and pulled Hermione into his arms, hugging her tightly. 'Thanks, for everything' Hermione didn't reply, she just kissed his cheek and squeezed him tightly.

'Ok you two' The pair pulled apart to see the familiar three red heads.

Ginny jumped over to Hermione, which started her for a second 'Guess what!'

'What?'

'Harry's hired a log cabin for three days!' Ginny clapped her hands in excitement.

'Lucky you' Hermione smiled.

'Luck us, you mean!'

'Huh?'

'Me, you, Harry, George, Ron, Luna, Neville and Cho-'

'Cho?' Hermione said raising her eyebrows at Harry: Why invite the ex?

'I'm not too happy, either' Ginny said noticing Hermione's expression '-But Ron invited her'

'Why? She's engaged to-'

'Dean' Ron finished 'I invited both of them, but he is too busy at some court case...' He trailed on but Hermione had stopped listening, she was too busy being list in George's eyes. He smiled and came closer but was stopped by Ginny 'Hurry up Hermione! We leave in 2 hours!'

* * * * *

'Wow' They all gasped in unison. Hermione looked around the scene. Everything, from the wall to the floors were made from Oak Wood. The ceiling held a glass chandelier and tables were covered by purple tapestry's and pink orchids. In the kitchen was a large muggle room full of ordinarly-non-magical things.

'This seems so-'

'Weird' Ron says, shoving past Hermione. She didnt bother arguing with him, he didnt understand what it was like to see 'normal' homely things - like an oven. George notice her frown at his brother and grabbed her around the waist 'shall we go somewhere a bit more quiet?' he whispered in her ear, low enough for only her to hear.

'Um, Neville and I are just going to go unpack-'

'Oh no, thats fine, Luna' Ron says shoving a donught in his mouth 'Harry sent them all to the elves'

Luna looked disappointed, as did Neville. Ginny laughed 'They're off to have sex! Idiot!'. Hermione couldn't help but gigle as Ron's face grew red with embarrasment, along with Luna and Neville. Ginny giggled to Harry and he smirked 'We better go unpack aswell'. The room roared with laughter as Ron stormed off outside, disgusted by his sisters and bestfriends active sex life. Hermione felt Cho gazing at her and George, waiting for them to 'unpack' too.

'How's Dean, Cho?' Hermione said, pulling George over to the large velvet couch and sitting upon his lap. Cho seemed tense but followed to the lounge 'Away, work's very busy at the momment. I hardly see him anymore' She paused, and Hermione could see she was on the brim of tears 'Heard from Pavarati lately? Last I heard she was-'

'Seamus moved up to Scottland and inisisted she should stay with her family' Cho said miserably 'He has left her with their 4 month old son, Lucas'.

Hermione couldn't help but gasp. 'Was always an'old git' George whispered. She had always know he wasn't the most, well loyal chap. He continued through the whole of Hogwarts changing his team, with Harry or against, accusing or defending. But Hermione never thought he abandon his wife and son.

'If you don't mind I need to take a shower' Cho said standing up, smoothing her soft, shining black hair from her face. Hermione grabbed her wrist, quickly 'No one hates you, Cho. Dumbledoors army was soon to be found out and Ginny's just pissed at you because she knows you locked lips with Harry that year. She doesnt hate you, just jealous that you were his frist kiss'. Cho nodded and quickly paced out the door.

George squeezed Hermione tightly in his arms 'You look rather dashing in that outfit'. He kissed her neck softly, leaving a little trace of shivers sending down her spine. She fet his breathing rise a little, but hers seemed, quite, well, flat. He perched her on his knee and slowly followed his had up her thigh, edging closer and closer-

'I might go find Ron' Hermione said, quickly, pushing George's hand away and standing up. George sighed 'I wish you wouldn't think of my brother when I want to make love to you'

Hermione scoffed, loudly 'Make love? What is this the 1920's?' She covered her hand with her mouth 'Oh, I'm sorry'. He shook his head 'Its'alright. I just haven't felt you embrace in a while' He crawled over to Hermione and wrapped his arms around her waist, their foreheads resting on each other. Hermione breathed steadily, trying to reduce the laughter erupting. She cleared her throat and and kissed his lips, he passionatley returned the favour. He pressed his tongue against her lip, waiting for acess but she smiled, kissed him on the cheek and skipped out of the longue, grabbing her scarf on he way out. George stood there, slightly disappointed.

Hermione stepped down the large pathway. It was darkening quite quickly as the moon rose. 'Ron' Hermione yelled 'Ron, come on it's getting late'. Hermione sat down by a small tree and began to un wrap her scar around her neck, slowly tracing her finger along the little kisses that had been planted by George only momments ago. She smiled and relaxed, closing her eyes peacefully. She eard a crack of a twig beside her and she assumed it was Ron 'where have you been?' she sad, not opening her eyes.

'Planning for a little return, Miss Granger'

Hermione flashed opened her eyes. She couldn't believe who she was seeing. For that momment in time, she could feel her muscles tense as the man beside her was the man who vowed for revenge, and here he was, standing only a breath away.