Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling. Only this story plot is mine. It is recreational writing.No party is getting any profit from this, it's only for entertainment purposes.
Chapter-1
Two grey orbs stared at the way sunlight bounced off the dark curls. She was the only thing that kept him from going insane. She was the reminder of beauty and purity, a reminder that there is still a world of love and friendship apart from his darkness. She was his light.
"The muggle woman screamed in agony as the Cruciatus curse hit her. A sudden laughter bubbled in his chest. Finally!...finally he was one of them. It had taken him months to learn Cruciatus......seven long months of enduring torture. At this moment he felt no remorse. After all it's what he is...a monster. " Staring again at Potter mate?" Blaise smirked plopping himself beside Draco. "Shut up! Or I'll make you!"
"Oh don't start with the threats now. I'm your comorade remember?"
Draco grunted in displeasure. Oh! good! Now she is also leaving! What an example of good day!
"You should behave more properly to her or she'll reject you."
"That's my problem!" Draco scowled. "Oh! No Draco don't give me that look.If you keep up like that she'll hate you, if she already doesn't by now."
"You think I care! I'll win her. She's mine."
Blaise frowned "What do you mean?"
"I mean what I said. I'll win her before the end of this year."
"Are you you planning to take her with us?"
" Yes! That's the only way isn't it? I'll not be returning next year and it'll be the easiest opportunity." Draco took a bite of his apple.
"That's true!" Blaise said still a little bit irritated. He doubted Granger at any case would be going with him and he didn't like the idea of a screaming Granger on Draco's shoulder. "But how mate? Will Dark lord allow it?"
Draco looked at him incredulously. "Are you stupid? Granger is the the brain of golden trio.Potter would be broken with Granger's loss. He is particularly happy with me. He won't care!"
Yes! Draco knew she was brilliant. After the punch in fourth year, he would be stupid to deny it. From then he was in awe of her strength and passion. Yes! It would be difficult to get her. But he was much stronger than her. And it was proved when he single handedly busted her D.A army. Draco smirked, it was impressive. His little bird was smart too. Though, too smart for her own good sometimes. Who would have thought she could befool that old nanny Umbridge like that. It was brilliant and he admitted that. And soon she'll be his. A pride swelled in his chest.
Hermione shot a look of disgust at her partner as she sat down. It's insane! Snape was insane Merlin! Pairing his precious Slytherin prince with a mud blood! What more could be a sign of insanity. The sodding bastard didn't even looked at her. But the profound smirk on his lips clearly proved he was aware of the girl as well as her anger.
Hermione's hands shook as she measured the ingredients. He was staring at her again. She lifted her weight from one foot to other uncomfortably and risked a glance at him. Yes! The bastard was doing it again.
Since fifth year she knew , something in the boy had changed. At first he was pale as ghost, thin and there were dark bags under his eyes always. He even stopped eating. Even she had started to pity him. But then after the Christmas break, suddenly everything changed. He was back at himself again but a dangerous aura surrounded him. His muscled, lean figure looked too strong for his age and his sudden interest in her was unnerving.
Honestly, Hermione was afraid of him even if it was a little bit, after the day in Umbridge's office last year. When they were caught using the floo call and Malfoy and his goons had caught them , Malfoy was her captator. He had pressed his wand on her neck, magic sparks were leaking from it, burning her skin. At first she was too busy to notice anything. But when she calmed herself to formulate a plan of escapade, then she felt it. The hand which was on her waist in a vice like grip was slowly moving upwards...first stomach...then it rested under her chest. Hermione had panicked. Suddenly she was aware of his body pressed tightly against hers. His face was buried in her curls and he was inhaling her scent. Power radiated from his body. The most horrible thing was she had felt he was rock-hard that night. She could not describe how much it scared her...she never wanted to feel that helpless feeling again. Even when they escaped, it seemed like Malfoy didn't fight back. He was letting her go, though with great reluctance. Hermione could never forget the smirk as she had exited the room.
"Miss Granger! Put the ingredients on their right places and please lock the storeroom before leaving. And if anything went missing you'll be solely responsible remember that please!" - Snape ordered sternly as Hermione rolled her eyes. After she stole from his storeroom in second year, Snape was always like this.
As Hermione leaned to put the jar on the top rack, a firm body pressed behind her , caging her with the racks.
" Get off me Malfoy!" , Hermione snarled . She could catch him anywhere with his scent. His scent was like imprinted on her mind from that night .
"I'll when I'm done.", "What do you mean?" Hermione asked exasperatedly in confusion "What do you want from me?" . His touch was discerning, she couldn't why...why something in the corner of his mind nagging that it felt familiar.
"Are you afraid of me princess?" a dark chuckle bloomed in his voice.
"Afraid of you? Leave me or you'll be afraid of me, you bastard!" Hermione snarled, "and stop calling me princess."
"Don't get angry love! See you later at night in 'our' common room."
The pressure on her back released and Hermione sighed in relief lealeaning her forehead on the rack. Just now she has found a severe bad effect of being head girl, sharing common room with Draco Malfoy.
