A/N: This is actually my first fic, co-written with 'La. I'm posting it here because I'm weeding out my other account that I haven't updated in ages. And regarding the prologue...read the whole thing! The end makes sense.
Disclaimer: We don't own ze Potter characters! Or ze world! We own nothing! Except Nork and plot…
Prologue:
Hermione Granger gasped as Draco Malfoy ran a hand over her breasts. "Please, no, I don't want this…" she screamed, panic in her eyes.
"Sure you do, you filthy little Mudblood slut. You want it so bad," Draco murmured, ripping off the scared witch's robes. Hermione tried lashing out, scratching his face. "Whore!" he yelled, striking her across the face.
Hermione was stunned and lacked the energy to push Draco away when he forced his lips against hers. Tears ran down her face, and Draco's flesh started to morph. His skin turned jet black and grew coarse hair, which rubbed painfully against Hermione's naked flesh. His abdomen thrust onto her stomach as he sprouted six more legs. Draco clicked menacingly at her, and Hermione passed out.
Ron jolted awake. Bloody hell, that was some dream. I dunno what's worse, Malfoy as a human or Malfoy as a spider. The moonlight reflected off of the orange Chudley Cannons memorabilia in the room, comforting Ron back to sleep. It's okay, I'll see her on the Hogwarts Express tomorrow. Slowly he drifted back into sleep.
A/N: Giggle. Well, some dream, eh? This is one of my favorite fanfics, so please treat it nicely and REVIEW! I have quitea few chapters pre-written, so I'll try and update this at least once a week. :-D (Er...and no, the rest is nothing like the prologue.)