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Bound To You by Iluvmlfy
Chapter 10 : Bullet Proof, Nothing to Lose, Fire Away, Fire Away.
 
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OK lovely readers, this is the LAST chapter, and then I will put up story number two in this trilogy, which is entitled, “Thinking of You.” Enjoy. =)



 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Hermione laughed as the camel she was riding lurched forward and threw her off balance. She was having the time of her life in Egypt. After her encounter with Draco at the ball she decided to leave earlier than planned and left for Egypt the next day. She had spent almost two blissful months in Egypt and she was due to go home the next day. She wasn’t as nervous as she thought she would be. She knew she wouldn’t run into Draco because according to her friends at the office he had gone back to England, and according to Ginny he had been photographed there in The Prophet.


 

 


 

 



 

 

She was ready to go home though. She missed her bed, her job, Ginny, her home….



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

And him.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

But she wasn’t allowing herself to think about him.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 


At least not while the wounds were still fresh.



 



 



 



 

 

                                                                                                                                                                   



 

 

Hermione walked into the condo and dropped her bags with an enthusiastic oomph. Ginny walked out of the kitchen and went to greet her friend.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I’m so happy you’re home! I’ve missed you!” She engulfed Hermione in a hug. Ginny squeezed her tight and Hermione had to fight the urge to puke. Ginny let go of her and saw that she was looking quite pale.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Are you ok Hermione? You look awful.” Hermione frowned and rubbed her upset stomach.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I think I’m just a bit under the weather. I started feeling off yesterday morning when I left Egypt. Must just be nerves about coming home.” She smiled at her friend and together they sat and Hermione told her about her adventures in Egypt and Ginny informed her of what she had been doing since Hermione had been gone. After an hour or so of talking Ginny looked at her watch and jumped up.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I need to get ready! Blaise will be here in fifteen minutes!” Hermione raised her eyebrow at her and Ginny blushed.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“We’ve sort of started…seeing each other while you were gone. Is that ok? I know it might be awkward because he’s friends with Draco but-“ Hermione cut her off.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Gin, it’s not a big deal. It’s not like we were in love or anything and Blaise is wonderful. I just want you to be happy.” Ginny grinned and gave Hermione another hug and then went back to her room to get ready for her date.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Hermione heard the door bell ring and she yelled out to Ginny.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Don’t worry Gin, I’ll get it! I’ll be sure to tell him my most embarrassing stories about you!” Laughing Hermione opened the door and she again felt like vomiting. There stood Blaise and Draco. Hermione sent Blaise a reproachful look. She started to walk away to her room when Draco walked through the door and grabbed her arm.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Hermione wait, we need to talk.” Hermione looked at him. He looked awful. It looked like he had lost a few pounds, his face was gaunt, and he had bags under his eyes.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Fine.” She walked down the hall to her room and Draco shut the door behind him.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Hermione turned to him and they both stared at each other awkwardly. After several minutes Hermione finally broke the silence.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Just say what you came to say Malfoy.” Draco leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. He looked down to the floor and then met her gaze.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I miss you.”



 

 

She nearly broke. She nearly ran to him and wrapped her arms around him. She couldn’t though she had to remember.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

He has a wife.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Draco, don’t say that. You miss the sex. Not me.” She saw the anger and hurt streak across his face.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“How can you say that Hermione? How can you say that I miss only that? You want me to deny that sex with you was amazing? That it was the most intimate I’ve ever felt with anyone? That being with you filled that gap inside of me that I didn’t know was there?” Her eyes began to fill with tears but she fought them back.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Draco we had an arrang-“



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I don’t care about our bloody arrangement! Yes I know we said we wouldn’t fall in love and that it was only sex but haven’t you seen? Haven’t you noticed? This WHOLE time you’ve had me wrapped around your finger. You’ve had me hooked since I locked eyes with you at the office. You’ve had me Hermione.”



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

She couldn’t stop the tears this time. They flowed freely. But she turned angry. She threw her hands into the air in frustration.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“What does that even mean Draco? We had sex that’s it.” Draco pushed a hand through his hair.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“It means Hermione, that I can’t stop thinking about you. When I lay in bed at night I think of you. It means that when I think about you I can’t breathe. It means every time I looked at you, you took my breath away. It means I can’t live without you. It means that this whole time I’ve been breaking our contract.”



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Hermione suddenly felt like she couldn’t breathe. Like the air had become thick as smoke.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

He looked at her, with pain, and sadness in his eyes. She shook her head.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“ We didn’t break anything Draco.”



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Maybe you didn’t but I did.” He yelled at her.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“What are you talking about?” She screamed back.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I fell in love with you!” He yelled with a hitch in his voice.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

He fell against the wall. “I’m in love with you. And it’s killing me.” Angry, Hermione lashed out.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Well maybe I love you too! But there isn’t anything we can do about it, you have a wife!” the tears falling down her face. Draco looked up at her and he closed the distance between them by striding across the room and grabbing her face between his hands and locking his lips on hers.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

She could feel everything in his kiss, the pain, desperation, and the love. She could taste the salt from his tears on her lips as his mouth rubbed over hers. Suddenly he broke their kiss, dropped to his knees, and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pushed his face into her stomach.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I’ll leave her, I’ll leave, I’ll divorce her, I’ll do anything I can’t live without you for one more minute.” Hermione dropped to her knees too. She put his face between her hands and kissed his cheeks.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“But what about your mother?” he looked up at her.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I’m bringing her here to America with me. She is tired of her life in Britain and her doctor said she needs to get away.”



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Hermione’s heart was so full of love at that moment. They could be together. She kissed him and he feverently kissed her back. For another hour or so they kissed and confessed their love. They decided to go pick up his mother together and bring her to America themselves. Draco left to go to his place and pack a few things. Hermione was in her room packing when she heard a *pop* she turned expecting to see Draco and instead Pansy stood in front of her.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Hermione stood and angrily stared her down.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“What are you doing here Pansy, this is my house. Get out.” Pansy took a step toward her and sneered.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“I know what you’re planning with my husband Granger, and let me just tell you there is no way in HELL he is going to leave me.”



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Hermione crossed her arms defensively.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“And how pray tell do you know that.” Pansy smirked at her.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Because he would never leave his child behind.”



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Hermione felt the floor drop from underneath her.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“You’re lying.” She said with a crack in her voice. Pansy pulled something out of her back pocket and handed it to Hermione. It was a sonogram picture, and Pansy’s name was in the corner. There in the picture was an unmistakable little white nugget. She couldn’t believe it. Pansy was having his child.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“H-How far along are you.”



 

 

“About a month and a half.”



 

 

Hermione felt as if she was going to faint. She felt as if she were going to get sick. She wanted Draco but she had to do the right thing.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

“Fine Pansy, I will write him, and inform him that I won’t be going anywhere with him. I will break it off. He should be with his family.” Pansy smirked and apparated. Hermione let herself fall to the floor and she began to cry. She went over to her desk, pulled out some parchment and a quill, and wrote him a letter.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Draco,



 

 

I won’t be able to go with you. Pansy was here, she told me (and proved) that she was pregnant with your child. I can’t bear the thought of tearing you away from your family. You have to be with them. We can’t be. We were just kidding ourselves. We knew what this was from the beginning. Please don’t contact me.



 

 

-Hermione



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 


Hermione put the letter in an envelope, fetched Ginny’s owl, and had him deliver the note. She then ran to the bathroom and proceeded to vomit into the toilet. She got up, and opened one of her drawers to look for a washcloth. She stood, frozen on the spot, staring at the little pink unopened box that she had bought over two months ago. She left the bathroom, grabbed her coat, and hurried out the door.



 



 



 



 

 

 



 

 

An hour later Hermione was sitting on the lip of her bathtub crying her eyes out, holding the little white stick.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

She looked at it again to make sure she read it right,



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

Pregnant.



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 


“Oh no, no, no, no, no ,no.”



 



 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 

There you have it readers! First story in the trilogy over! How was that cliffie? I know, you hate me. Don’t worry though, the first chapter of the second story is already awaiting validation, so make sure you keep a look out! I have much much more in store for Dramoine!



 

 

Love, S


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