Night of bliss

Hermione's pupils dilated as she saw him lean closer to her before placing his lips on hers. It was a smooth and gentle caress as if trying to soothe the pain he had inflicted on her.

Her sound sent his mind into a frenzy- there was no denying. He wanted to hear more of them.

"This wouldn't do" He muttered under his breath,hermione opened her eyes, as she was confused. And the next thing he did was to lift her in his arms.

Hermione softly gasped as she placed her hands on his shoulders while looking down into his eyes. He was heading for the bed.

Her heart continued to thump in her chest, not like they weren't before, but louder. She believed the bed was a place where the main deed was to be perpetrated. And they were heading there.

Was she truly ready? Hermione questioned herself.

Hermione was dropped on the bed. Her eyes searched him nervously as she began to fumble with her dress.