Summary: Hermione had fallen prey to a certain Slytherin at the beginning of her first year at Hogwarts. Now in her 4th year and broken up with Ron she sees Malfoy's actions become obsessive and even more hostile. She finds herself at the mercy of this 6th year pure-blooded Slytherin. Draco wants one thing and that's Hermione. A Malfoy always gets what they want...Willingly or not.

Warning: This story may contain rape, vulgar language, and displeasing views of women. Dark-fic.

Draco/Hermione

A/N: There will be new characters introduced in this fan fiction. I also changed the age of a few characters. I will try to note everything at the beginning of each chapter. This is my first fan-fiction. I also adopted parts of chapter one from another story I found which inspired me to write this. The rest is written by me. In this story, instead of Emma Watson portraying Hermione, I felt that Lilly Collins best fit her. The rest are the same as cast in the Harry Potter films.

Disclaimer: All characters and scenes belong to J. K. Rowling. I'm just twisting it for the pleasure of my own and others.

Ages(Class Years) Main Characters:

Draco Malfoy (Tom Felton)- 19, 6th year

Hermione Granger (Lilly Collins)- 15, 4th year

Harry Potter (Daniel Radcliffe)- 16, 4th year

Ron Weasley (Rupert Grint)- 16, 4th year

Hermione growled into the regal armchair as she peaked at Lavender and Won-Won, snogging their faces off. It disgusted her that he would go through so much just to prove that they were together. The PDA was something she had never taken part in. Harry took a glance of where she was glaring at and then looked back at her with a skeptical stare. Hermione felt her expression must have been an unpleasant one. Unsure if it was removable. Not caring if it had been or not during this situation, but she tried her best to not let it affect her. She was very unsuccessful in the process. The image of Ron and Lavender had been plastered into her mind since the beginning of this year and it irritated her to no end.

Coward. She thought scornfully. A bad taste had been created in her mouth as she thought of the two. As Ron had stated. 'He has needs' and that she wasn't fulfilling them. Her not being ready for the next step had ended their short romantic relationship. He then moved on to Lavender... known by all to be the Gryffindor slag.

"I have to... do... things!" She accused as she sat up from her place. Harry just continued to eye her with a suspicious stare. Ron managed to tear away from Lavenders lips. As if he cared of her whereabouts.

"Hermione!" Ron called after her as she grabbed her books and shoved them into her bag. Lavender crossed her arms and glared at Ron who was running up to Hermione. She sighed loudly as Ron stood in front of her.

"What is it, Ronald?" Hermione hissed. Ron handed her a notebook. A notebook? Seriously? She gritted her teeth and grabbed it from him. He noticed her look of frustration.

"Look, 'Mione..-

"Don't call me that... you don't get to call me that anymore..." He looked saddened at her words. He should feel terrible. Saying her name that way only reminded her of how things were with them when they were at their best. It wasn't right. It didn't feel right now that he was with HER. Though she didn't mean to sound so harsh it was simply how she felt.

"Look I was just giving you your notes. I know things between us are weird. You don't need to act this way whenever Lav is around. I wanted to remain friends and I meant that. Just please give things a chance... Hermione." He looked into her eyes. Her heart wrenched a bit in her chest. Why is he making her feel guilty for what he's done to her? SHE had been faithful, not him... Hermione looked away from his eyes.

"Notes... right. Ron, you don't get to do that; make me feel bad for what you did to me. I LOVED you and you broke me. You broke my heart. All because of sex, because I wasn't ready and you didn't respect that! So you moved onto being with that SLAG! I'm sorry but it would take more time." Hermione took hold of her charms homework and put it in her bag. She walked away from the situation. Never having to be the confrontational type of girl. He looked stunned as if speechless. Go back to snogging your slag girlfriend. Hermione wished to stay and point rashly at Lavender, she as well had looked shocked from the confrontation.

"I think Lavenders lips are getting cold." Hermione called back noticing that he stood there watching her leave.

"Come on don't be like that!" He yelled back. Hermione stopped in her tracks and turned to him.

"Be like what? I'm just saying." Hermione crossed her arms. She heard Lavender cry and run up into the dorms. Ron marched toward her, looking down into her eyes sadly.

"You know I don't like her. I never felt the same about her as I did with you." Ron purred. Hermione felt heat grow in her cheeks. Go purr to Lav.

"Hm. Could've fooled me." Hermione snapped quietly. Harry refused to engage himself in their business being a friend to both of them. A scent of butterscotch filled Hermione's nose. The scent of Lavenders cheap muggle store lip gloss that felt like a slap in the face as it came from Ron.

"Don't worry about it." Ron whispered.

"I'm not worried about anything I don't care about what you do with her." Hermione went to turn to the door, and be on her way, hoping Ron would do the same in the opposite direction. Ron caught hold on her wrist.

"Hermione, I know you better than that." Ron pulled her closer. She still glowered up at him. He's such a prat. A selfish, overly sexual prat. Hermione thought.

"Won-Won!" Lavender called from the dorms. Hermione snatched her wrist out of Ron's grasp. A grim glare in return. Ron frowned sadly.

"Have fun... Won-won." Hermione growled, avoiding his gaze of pity to leave the hall.