Harry Potter....The Story That Never Happened....For Magical Fans to RP

Hermione tightened her own hold on him, so he could lean against her even more if he chose to. She lightly rested her head against his but her gaze was on his mother.

Peewee looked between them before she disappeared doing as she was told.

Draco gently brushed his claws to her skin

Hermione gave Peewee a soft smile and nod before she left, the touch of Draco's claws making her shiver in the best way.

Narcissa watched Draco everything seemed to be eager for her by touch and his claws gently travelled higher, eager to touch her. Narcissa seemed to have been right with the start of his heat he could not get enough of her touch

It was quite clear by the look on Hermione's own face that she already knew this to be true and that she didn't care in the least, she craved him as much as he craved her. She remained quiet however but she did nuzzle her head against his affectionately and pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder to let him know she was enjoying his touch. "If you have anything else to say of importance, now would be the best time to say it."

His claws carefully focussed on her breasts, a soft contented sigh left his lips, he was no longer paying attention to his mother just focussing on her and his slowly building need for her

Narcissa watched them before he tried to think of what else she had to say to them

This is what she wanted, for him to focus solely on her and relax again. "Since you have nothing else to say it seems.. I just want to clear things up here. I did nothing to him. He was poisoned this morning after one of our lessons and it nearly killed him.. all on orders for your precious Dark Lord." As she spoke she kept her tone calm like she was speaking of the weather, her fingertips trailing up and down Draco's scaled back.

He continued his touches and he moved to press a kiss to her neck.

Narcissa looked ti her. “I don’t appreciate your tone.”

She hummed softly at that, nuzzling him lovingly but her gaze never left Narcissa's. "It's not my fault I'm only speaking the truth."

Draco was just happy to continue his kisses and touches he seemed to have forgotten that his mother was in the room. He was happily kissing anywhere that he could reach especially paying close attention to her mark.

Narcissa scowled at them it was easy to see that watching her son be so compliant to her and also so needy for her touch.

Her arm tightened around him a little, bringing him against him more fully the more he came into contact with her mark. At some point she gave a happy little hum, turning her head to nudge his gentle for a proper kiss.

He kissed her back readily and needily, moving to pull her closer onto his lap a sound of content leaving his lips

Narcissa watched the scene before she stormed out

"Draco.." she hummed softly, giving a gentle laugh against his lips as she moved onto his lap.

He held her close. “I love you.” He whispered against her.

"I love you too, I'm all yours and yours alone," she whispered, pressing her lips back to his.

“Good.” He told her kissing her lips and neck and chest.

This time her moan was louder and she shifted herself over him.

He helped her to shift so that she was resting exactly over where they wanted her to be, and she was able to feel his physical pleasure through their clothes, his sweatpants not doing much to hide how he was feeling at the moment. "God I love the sounds you make." He told her with a soft moan.

Hermione purposely shifted her hips over his, loving how closely connected they were. "I love everything about you,"

He loved their connection, letting her feel how he was feeling through the bond, being 'in heat' as his mother put it made everything for him more pronounced, his feelings of love for her and the pleasure brought by her touches.

Regardless of what his mother thought of her and how she was going to be able to handle this, Hermione loved taking care of him anyway that he needed her to. Her touches still gentle but enough where everything she felt for him was shown.

Draco moved to press kisses to her neck and chest as his hand moved into her pants.

Once against she moved so that it was easier for him to touch her, but she still tried to kiss him back every chance that she got.

He groaned in plasure at the friction caused by her moving and he continued to kiss hr lips and nck.

She kissed him back deeply when their lips touched.