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A/N: YAY! I'm so excited about all of the great feedback on my one-shot. Almost everyone wanted me to continue it so I've decided to write one more chapter to wrap it up. I hope you like it! Please review and let me know.

Chapter 2 - Choices

I sat on my bed at my parent's house wondering how the hell it had escalated to this. I had shooed Draco out telling him I'd let him know my decision soon and not to contact me, I would contact him. I'd left a note to Ron telling him I was going to visit my parents to think some things over and had quickly Apparated there. I needed some advice. I needed to talk to someone about this. Ginny was out of the question being Ron's sister and all, and I couldn't talk to my parents about it, discussing the difference between the passionate raging sex with Draco and the unfulfilling Ron didn't exactly sound like it would go down too well with them. There was only one other option: Harry.

I grabbed a quill and a piece of parchment and sat down trying to figure out how to word a letter to him.

Dear Harry,

I've been having this problem. I'd really like your advice on it. Let's just say I want to decide which ice cream flavor to choose. Now I look and I see chocolate immediately. It's been there with me through everything. It is plain and dependable and normal. I'm used to it. I grew up with it. I really like it. But do I love it? Is it everything I could want? So I look to the rocky road. It's new and fun and sounds like it could be everything I want. But like the name says, its rocky. It might not be as good as it sounds. But just looking at it makes me drool. It sounds delectable and mouthwateringly good, and exciting and sexy I scratch out the sexy hurriedly. I don't know what to choose and it's killing me. Please reply soon!

Love Always,

Hermione

P.S. I miss you!

Quickly I rolled up the parchment and handed it to my waiting owl Athena that my parents had bought me as a graduation gift. Slowly I turned to look at the nightstand near my bed and looked at the two rings there. One was gaudy, bought by a proud man used to having nothing and reveling in his ability to buy anything he wanted due to his new position as Keeper on the Chudley Cannons. The other was elegant and sophisticated but simple, something I would have chosen for myself. It was bought for me by a man who was used to fine things and was just as poised as the ring itself.

I laid on my bed in my room that my parents had kept just the way it was when I was a child, despite the fact I had moved out a long time ago. Unless one of them had been listening carefully and heard me Apparate, they probably wouldn't know I was here at all, which was fine by me, now did not seem like a good time to explain and I couldn't think up a plausible excuse for being there.

I curled up into a ball trying to think and decide. I didn't think I would but apparently I had because I was woken up by a tapping on my forehead. It was Hedwig.

"Hey girl, thanks so much! Give my love to Harry!" I cooed at the overly perceptive owl and she took off.

I unread the scroll he had sent me back

Dear Hermione,

Great to hear from you! I've missed you so much. I was a little puzzled by your question and now I have to go grocery shopping, you made me hungry. Well, I'm not sure exactly how to answer it, I'd go for some treacle tarts personally. I know you're a perfectionist Hermione, but really, it's only ice cream. It's not like it's a life changing decision or anything. Anyways, come see me soon, I've been dying to see you.

Love Always

Harry

I sighed deeply. I should have known. Hedwig was more perceptive than Harry. Granted, he wasn't nearly as bad as Ron.

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Ron. If only he were gay, then I wouldn't be having this problem. I absolutely adore him: as a brother. That was it. That was the answer to all of my questions. The only reason I was having this inner war was because I didn't want to hurt him. But if I stayed with him it would only end up hurting him more later when we didn't work out. I was scared, very scared, but I was determined. And no one, absolutely no one wants to mess with me when I have my mind set on something.

With those thoughts in mind I Apparated to Malfoy's manor, right into his bedroom. Surprisingly he was there, sipping a brandy in front of a roaring fire sitting with only pants on. He looked so pensive and almost fragile, sitting there gazing into the fire. He hadn't even heard me arrive. That was going to change. There were a few things we needed to get straight.

"Draco!" I practically shouted.

His neck whipped around and he went to stand up and say something.

"No! I'm the one who's going to be talking here. Leaving Ron would be the meanest thing I've ever done in my life. He loves me completely and I love him. He would be devastated and I would destroy all of my friendships."

His face fell at this remark and it hit me like a ton of bricks. He looked so upset. I knew then what I was doing was right.

"BUT! I'm willing to do that, if I can hear it from you. If I can know this isn't another stupid fling. I want to be sure I'm not just some floozy or the flavor of the month that you're going to drop when you get sick of her. I need to know…" I took a deep shuddering breath, terrified of what he was going to say.

Some of the spark seemed to return to his eyes and he stood up slowly, reminding me of a cobra unraveling majestically.

"Look Hermione, I'm not one to make long eloquent speeches professing my undying love. I'm not good with things like that. It's hard for me to be sweet and romantic and all of those things.. I know that no matter what, no matter how much we fight or scream at each other I will always be there. I know I have never felt this way before in my life. When we started this it was just for a good lay, but I really got to know you. I woke up one morning after we spent a night together and you were gone. There was a stabbing in my chest, worse than Crucio. I felt like I was shattered into a million pieces. All I wanted was to wake up with you. Then I realized that that was all I ever wanted to do. I want to fall asleep and wake up with you everyday. I want to know everything about you. I was shocked and scared. I didn't want to see you again, yet I wanted to see you all of the time. I was…afraid…that my feelings wouldn't be reciprocated. What I'm trying to say Hermione..."

I knew he was going to say he loved me but I didn't want to force him into it so I cut him off with my finger to his lips, "I'm pretty sure that that was a long eloquent speech professing your undying love."

An impish grin spread across my face and soon I saw it mirrored on his, along with a look in his eyes I had seen many times.

He grabbed my shoulders viciously and passionately and crashed his lips down onto mine. He pushed me roughly onto his bed, and I loved it. Loved how hot it was. He knew I liked it rough.

I had thrown on a buttoned sundress before I ran out of my flat with Ron and he ripped it open viciously, buttons flying everywhere. He kissed my neck and down my chest across my breasts, nipping and biting. He was leaving his marks all over me, marks to show that I was his, forever.

He ripped my panties open as well, throwing them randomly. I expected him to undo his pants and take me right then, so I let out a gasp of surprise and pleasure when I felt his warm tongue on my already wet folds. Just seeing him had gotten me wet and just from one touch of his tongue I was soaking. He licked and sucked, occasionally nibbling gently. I was going crazy, my hips were bucking and my hands went down to pull his head away it was too much I was going to explode.

He grabbed my wrists with his free hands roughly and held them down. I was shrieking and moaning lightly trying to contain myself and he was loving every minute. I could tell he was smirking. He kept going, and stuck his tongue rapidly in and out of my core. I screamed his name in ecstasy.

He held both of my wrists with one hand and brought the other to my center. Quickly he inserted two fingers into me and did a scissor motion to open me up. Slowly he moved his fingers in and out as my hips went towards his face a silent beg for him to go deeper. Suddenly he curled his fingers to hit my g-spot and sucked hard on my clit. I screamed louder than ever and exploded. Fireworks burst behind my eyes as my body shook from the extreme orgasm. He licked up my juices and brought his mouth back to my neck, skillfully undoing and kicking off his pants.

I was still panting from the orgasm when he thrust into me suddenly, making me moan once again. He was so hard, and he skipped teasing me again to pound into me quickly. My hips met his with each thrust and I clawed at his back and ran my hands thru his hair, screaming his name all the while. After about 5 minutes I had stopped shaking and with a great effort I pushed him over and rolled him so he was on the bottom and I was on top, keeping him inside of me all through the switch.

His eyes lit up with surprise, I had never taken control like this before. I squatted and held onto his shoulders for balance as I bounced up and down faster and harder. The penetration this way was intense, and I could barely control myself again. He grabbed my breasts which had been bouncing around with me and squeezed tightly, massaging them. I started to go faster and I could see his eyes begin to roll he was going to come any minute. I wanted him to go out with a bang. He grabbed my ass and bounced me harder, pushing him inside even deeper and faster.

I moaned out his name as he reached a spot I had never felt before and as my second orgasm started my muscles clenched around his member and he moaned out my name and came inside of me. It was heaven it made me orgasm even more just to feel him pouring his warm seed into me. I screamed and collapsed on him exhausted. It had never ever been that good before.

We were both panting heavily and sweaty. I just lay on his bare chest, my breasts against it and he was still inside of me.

I heard him give a huge sigh and say, "Promise me you'll be here in the morning. Every morning."

"I promise."

"Good…because I love you."

A/N: Well a bunch of people wanted me to write an ending so there it is! Now it's a 2shot I guess? Is that what you call it? Anyways, I know it was quite graphic…but what can I say. Tell me what you thought please, reviews make me happy!

Much Love CiCi