Bound

Chapter 32

They had melted together at that. Their lips becoming one and moving as one. Their hands moving and exploring as one. Their eyes fluttering open and close as one. They had molded together and created something that was so heavenly and divine and seraphic. They had created something celestial. They always created something when they both kissed. And that something was always out of the world.

When they arrived at Hogwarts, they had all skipped the Welcoming Feast and went straight to their common room. Draco and Hermione had wanted to go to their dorm room as fast as they could but Pansy and Ginny had stopped them.

"First party of the year tomorrow! Spread the word, seventh years!"

Hermione had sighed and tugged at Draco's hand. He didn't hesitate as he let Hermione lead him to their dorm room. When they arrived at their dorm room, Hermione had changed in the bathroom while Draco changed in the dorm. When they were both ready for bed, Draco had climbed into his bed and told Hermione to get in with him. Hermione had smiled and joined him. She had thrown her arms around him and he had engulfed her in his big frame, keeping her warm. She had felt him drop open mouthed kisses in her hair and on her forehead, and she retaliated by gently kissing his neck and collarbone. They had both fallen asleep in each other's arms.

There wasn't a place that would top this one. Them in each other's arms. Molding and fitting together like Clematis and Wisteria.

They both really loved it...

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Since they all arrived on Friday, their party was going to be on Saturday, which meant that it wasn't a school night. Which didn't leave any excuses for anyone to use if they wanted to skip the party.

Hermione had gotten ready with Daphne since Ginny and Pansy had both gotten ready earlier so they could spend some time getting everything ready for the party.

Daphne had chosen to wear a plum short dress that reached just above her knees. Surprisingly, she had curled her hair, and Hermione wished that her natural curls looked just as good. Hermione had chosen a black leather skirt with a black turtleneck and some black tights. She had chosen to wear some black boots as well. She had left her hair down. Draco had told her that he loves her natural hair when they were about to sleep last night, so she didn't use any spells to make it look more superficial.

Someone knocked on the door when they were both ready. Daphne was in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror, so Hermione opened the door.

Draco stood there, his hands in his pockets. Hermione smiled when she realized that they were matching. He was wearing a black cable-knit sweater and black slacks with black shoes. His hair was in his eyes and Hermione wanted to reach out and brush it away with her fingers. His cheeks were a little flushed, probably from the alcohol. His eyes trailed down her figure before resting on her face. He smiled slightly and reached down to kiss her softly on the lips. He pulled away slightly and whispered. "You look devilishly divine."

Hermione smiled cheekily. "That was my Intention."

He gave a little laugh. "Well then, little devil, let's get going."

She narrowed her eyes playfully at him before calling for Daphne. "Daph! You done yet?"

"Just a second! Go on without me, I'll be there! I'll close the door behind me." Daphne said, her voice loud enough for them to hear.

Hermione replied with a quick 'Okay' before taking Draco's extended hand and following him out of their dorm.

Black balloons were floating in the air, almost like the candles that were in the Great Hall. Hermione could see a table set for drinks in the corner. Black glitter was covering the floor and the leather couches. Most of the attendants were Slytherins and Gryffindors, but Hermione spotted some Ravenclaws sitting on the couches and even some Hufflepuffs who were stood in their own corner, drinking some firewhiskey and looking like loners. Hermione turned to Draco and whispered in his ear.