Hermione led Draco into her room. “How can I help, Hermione?” he asked quietly.

“Well, you can start by not asking stupid questions.” She slid her arms around his neck and looked up into his eyes. She moved in to kiss him.

“Are you sure about this Hermione? I don’t want you to regret anything in the morning.” She was still looking at his eyes,

A solitary tear rolled down her face, “No I’m not sure but I know what I need right now and that is to forget today. You helped me downstairs now please help again. Make love to me, Draco.” She kissed him and revelled in the feeling in her belly when he responded vigorously. He led her to the bed and they lay down together. His fingers tracing slow patterns over her skin made her tingle all over. They lay facing each other their lips brushing lightly together, his hand moved down her back and under the waistband of her shorts caressing her backside and pulled her body tightly into his. She moaned into his mouth as she felt his arousal press into her midriff. He slowly eased her shorts off her body, encouraged she did the same for him, and then stripped off her tank top.

Draco rolled himself on top of her and heard her gasp in pleasure as their joining was completed. Time seemed to stand still for the couple as they lost themselves in each other. Nothing else existed for the duration of their act. There were only the two bodies conjoined in humanity’s most basic function, culminating in that moment of simultaneous release.

When it was over they lay side by side with her head on Draco’s shoulder and her arm across his waist.

“You’ve done that before, haven’t you?” she questioned cheekily.

“Once or twice. I must admit” he responded with a grin. “I hope you weren’t disappointed”

“No not at all. In fact it wasn’t half bad.” She smiled broadly but try as she might she couldn’t stop herself yawning.

“Sleep Hermione, I’m going to be right here. Sleep now, there’s nothing to worry about.” He was answered by a soft snore.


Hermione woke early and was showered and dressed by the time he woke. She made them breakfast and they sat and chatted amiably. No mention was made of the previous night’s activities, although Hermione was feeling comfortably warm and fuzzy inside. They cleared up the breakfast dishes and Hermione got ready to head for the Burrow.

She was ready to leave when Draco stopped her. “Hermione, it’s about last night.”

“What about it?”

“Well, I’m sure I’m worrying unnecessarily but we didn’t use a condom. Did you use the charm?”

“Relax Draco, I did. So unless you have filled me with super-sperm, we’ll be ok. A pregnancy now is the last thing I need.”

“Me too. So, have a good visit with the Weasley’s. I’ll see you in the office later OK?”

“OK, bye for now.” She kissed him briefly, softly on the mouth and apparated away to the Burrow.


Harry had arrived at the Burrow a few minutes before Hermione and was talking to Molly. She had not seen or heard from Ron for some time. “Hi Hermione, Molly was just saying that she hasn’t seen or heard from Ron. He hasn’t been here since two or three days after Grace was kidnapped.” He turned again to Molly, “Would you mind if we had a quick look in his room, Molly? You never know we might find a clue.”

“Yes Harry go ahead, I hope you find something.”

Hermione followed Harry up to Ron’s room and they began to search. A wave of Harry’s wand stripped the bed, he checked under the mattress but found nothing there. Meanwhile Hermione had been through the dressing table and had started on the chest of drawers. The second drawer down was Ron’s underwear drawer. She felt just a little uncomfortable going through his pants but, she decided, it had to be done. She just hoped they were all clean. She soon came across the sheet of parchment. In the top right corner was the single digit 4. It was the missing page from the file she had looked at. The letter from Mercado to Black.

“Harry, I’ve got something here,” he hurried to her side, “it’s the missing page from the file. Why would Ron have this hidden away here, what does he have to do with all this?”

“I don’t know Hermione, but we need to find out.”

“Can we keep this from Draco; he’ll go ballistic if he thinks Ron is involved in kidnapping his daughter.”

“I don’t know about that Hermione, if he finds out we’ve been keeping things from him he’s not going to be best pleased either. I mean he’s either on the investigation or not, I think we should tell him and deal with how he reacts.”

“I suppose you’re right.”

They completed searching the rest of the room and finding nothing else had gone back to Molly in the kitchen. “Anything useful there Harry?” Molly asked.

“I’m not sure, Molly, we need to check some things out. I’ll let you know. We have to be getting back now. Try not to worry Molly, I’ll keep in touch.”


Arriving back at Harry’s office they found Draco sitting at a second desk going through some documents. “I hope you don’t mind Harry, I thought it would be easier if I was close to the action. Hello, Hermione.” Hermione was taken aback at her reaction, Her breath hitched in her throat and her tummy fluttered when he spoke her name.

“Hi Draco, what are you doing?” she nearly added ‘to me’ but didn’t.

“I’m just going through some stuff we found yesterday, but it’s just papers, nothing of importance that I can see.” He indicated what looked like a polished piece of wood, about six inches square. “Then there’s this. It’s hollow and if you rattle it there’s something inside but I’m damned if I can find out how to open it.”

“Harry do you think this could be….”

The box of Carcano? It could well be; Hermione why don’t you work on that and see if you can open it.”

“I’ve already tried all the usual spells, as you can see, without success.” Draco said.

“I’ll see what I can do, leave it with me. What about the letter Harry?”

“Letter? What letter?” Draco asked. Hermione told him up front.

“We found the missing letter in Ron’s room at the Burrow. I don’t know why he would have taken it.”

“Weasley! If that bastard is involved with kidnapping my baby, I will make him regret the day he was born.”

“Easy Draco,” said Harry “He might have a perfectly good reason for taking the letter. We won’t know until we are able to find him.”

“So now we are looking for Grace and that wanker Weasley. It just gets better and better doesn’t it?” Hermione put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed gently.

“We will find them Draco, we will. We won’t give up until we do find them.” Harry noticed the familiarity in her touch. None of my business he decided.

“You are right, Hermione you are right. Now I’m going to read this letter and see how it connects to all this.” Harry settled himself at his desk, and suggested the two of them go to lunch and not to hurry back. He needed time to concentrate.

“OK Harry we’ll take the afternoon off and see you tomorrow.” Harry was already reading and so didn’t notice Draco take Hermione by the hand and lead her out of the office. Once the office door was closed he let go of her hand. He didn’t know why but it wouldn’t seem right strolling through the ministry like that. Hermione wondered why she felt a bit discomfited when he let go.

They headed for Gino’s and Draco had chuckled at her comment of “Who said there’s no such thing as a free lunch?” He took her hand again in the street,

“You can always pay if you’d rather Hermione.” She laughed.

“No thanks Draco. I know when I’m onto a good thing.”

In the restaurant she looked across the table at him. “Draco, can we talk about last night? I just want to be clear that while it did mean something to me it was a one-time thing. I needed to be comforted and it did the trick. I had a good night’s sleep and feel much better about the whole ‘I’m a killer’ business.”

“Is that all it was, Hermione? Comfort sex?”

“Well, I wouldn’t put it quite like that. I don’t mean that you were just a convenient erection. It was more than that. But I’m not sure that we should repeat the exercise.”

“For me it was special, you see I managed to get close to someone without feeling that I was betraying Amanda. That’s a big step for me. So it seems that we helped each other. Would I like it to happen again? Yes, of course I would but I respect your decision. I don’t even mind being just a ‘convenient erection.’ ”

Her eyes twinkled with a smile she couldn’t repress. “I’ll keep that in mind.” She almost gasped as a wave of desire swept over her. She wanted him, she wanted him physically. Her mind was racing with memories of the previous night and imaginings of future encounters of the same kind. They had the afternoon off; I could take him home for another round of lovemaking. She mentally chided herself. ‘Behave you stupid woman, you’re treading on thin ice here.’ His voice brought her back to the time and place.

“Are you alright, Hermione? You seem a bit distracted.”

“No I’m fine, really.” She was thankful that Tony brought their meals and they ate more or less in silence. The food took her mind off other matters.

“So what do you want to do this afternoon?” Draco asked as Hermione finished her Tiramisu dessert.

“I don’t mind, I have nothing pressing to attend to. What do you want to do? ‘You’ he thought to himself before stopping himself from vocalising the thought. They decided to return home where Draco made coffee and they sat outside in the sunshine. It was quiet; the silence soothed them both into a light sleep, unaware of the eyes watching them from the nearby trees.

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