"ohhhhhh..."
"It's all right, you're safe here."
"but where..."
"Malfoy Manor."
And with that, Hermione jerked up, and almost jumped up if she hadn't realized she was only wearing
a dressing gown in front of her old school arch-enemy, Draco Malfoy.
"What the Hell..."
"I found you 2 miles outside the manor's gates, you were unconcious and bleeding from the head."
"Why am I in a dressing gown, you didn't! Did you?!?!?!?!?!"
"No, I told the house elves their duties and they followed them."
"The last thing I remember is a bright green light..."
"It was Voldemort, the cruciatus curse."
He said this with more compassion than he had ever shown at Hogwarts. He looked different somehow, maybe it was the absence of that awful smirk.
She looks so different, so beautiful, he thought, my father thought it best to disown me before he was blown to shreds, so it didn't matter what he did anymore.
He could see her graceful outline under the sheets, her body was beautiful. He wanted her.He blushed at the thought of him with Granger. What if she thought he was a Death Eater? He would never stoop as low as his father, God forbid.
"Stay way from me." She said forcibly, only making Draco want her more and more. He advanced on her as she struggled to reach her wand, only laying a few feet away.
Sensibly sat down on the bed by her as she breathed a sigh of relief. What was she afraid of? She had been with other men before, after all, she was 21.
"It's all right, I'm not going to do anything, unless you want me to."
She caught his eye and smiled and said," maybe tommorow, could you leave me now so I can sleep?"
Draco exited the room with something called determination in the pit of his stomach.