Standard Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original Harry Potter characters and I am not J.K. Rowling. This will apply through all of the chapters.
HPOV
I am the equivalent of a muggle assassin. I am hired by powerful witches and wizards to kill their enemies. The other half of my job is to find their sons and daughters the most suitable spouse. For this I am paid over 500 galleons. For murder I am paid in bed, board and 300 galleons. It is more suitable. A Taker is usually a wanderer as well. It is harder to find us that way. I was once powerful out in the open. Now I am powerful in the shadows. I hold the wand that could take your life. I am Hermione Granger, Taker of Life and Giver of Marriage. Let me tell you my story.
Many of my kills scream and beg. They demand that I leave, tell them I will be punished, captured by their friends. More often than not, they have no friends. Money: Check. Families: Check. Friends: No. They have yet to figure out that one day they will die and nobody will grieve their death. They were not loved. In the world I grew up in from aged 11, there was a real possibility I would die. Dying at seventeen seemed more likely, but fifteen and sixteen were both close calls. After the war that took Fred, Lupin, Tonks and many more, all I wanted to do was die. I went home after the celebration dinner at Hogwarts and curled up. I went raging around my parents' apartment and grabbed a kitchen knife. I cut my wrists, arms, torso, legs, anywhere I could reach. If the neighbours hadn't heard my screams I would have bled to death: which was what I wanted. They took me to a muggle hospital and stitched me up. I apparated to St. Mungo's the next morning under the pretence of going to the toilet. They fixed my wounds and gave me some anti-depressants. Then they sent me home. I was on the tablets for about three months. Then I was off them and I wanted to kill. I'd heard of the Taker Academy; everybody had heard of it. I sent in an application and waited. I waited three days when I received a summons. I packed my bags, entrusted Harry with finding my parents and told him not to contact me. I left and Flooed right to the Academy.
Upon arrival at the Academy, I was pinned to a wall. I cried out and grabbed for my wand, kicking the guy in the balls, forcing him to let go. I grabbed my wand and cried "Petrificus Totalus!" The guy's muscles locked and he fell to the floor. From a distance I could hear a round of applause. A door opened and my wand was at the ready once more. "Put your wand down. I am Draco Malfoy, head of the Taker Academy. And you are?" The question was left hanging. I stared. Draco Malfoy, head of the Taker Academy. Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. The words echoed around my head. "Draco Malfoy. I'm surprised you don't recognise me. Have I really changed that much?" I asked. "Let me give you a couple of clues. Clue one: Gryffindor. Clue two: Harry Potter. Is that enough or do you do need another one?" He stopped and stared at me. I could see him trying to work it out. Seconds turned into minutes. Recognition dawned on his face then. "Well, well, well. Hermione Granger. Never thought I'd see you here. This is quite a surprise. What made you contact us? I have to say I'm intrigued," he sneered. I laughed then. His face was hilarious when he realized I was laughing at him. He probably thought I was insane. "Why doesn't it surprise me that you have your finger in this pie? Wouldn't you like to know how I came here? Well, I don't wish to discuss it. I guess you'll just have to wait and see if I tell you," I said sneering at him. He turned around sharply and said, "Follow me. I don't trust you, you'll be staying in my private quarters. Your own bedroom, bathroom and parlour. You won't disturb me at all, understand? You'll have your own library as well. All your training will be undertaken by me and my personal trainer." He turned another corner and muttered something under his breath. A door appeared and I smirked. That would be an easy spell to figure out. He opened the door and I stepped through. "Thank you so much, ferret. I feel privileged," I stated sarcastically.
DPOV
Staring at the woman in front of me it was hard to believe that this was Hermione Granger, bookworm and part of the Golden Trio. She was flying across the room on the assault course I'd had specially created for her. I wanted to see her fail at something. It hadn't happened yet. She excelled in knife training, sword fighting and even Avada Kedavra something I'd thought she would struggle on. Obviously not. She'd perfected her technique and improved the spell within hours. Now she had finished the course and was coming over to him with a smug smile. Her face was slightly flushed and she took deep breaths. "Give me a minute and I'll race you across," she said, bending over slightly. Her pert ass was in the air and her full breasts were clinging to her training shirt. Draco smiled slightly inside. I know what will humiliate her. I'll make her mine one night and then I'll send her out to her first job. See how it feels to be used and discarded, Granger. See how it feels. "Yeah sure, Granger. Shall we make a bet?" her face lit up.
HPOV
I could feel my face lighting up. It had been ages since I'd had a bet and one with Draco Malfoy should be fun. "What are we betting? Because I know one thing I'd love," I said seductively.
DPOV
I stared at her in shock as she turned away and sashayed to the start. Was she flirting with me? Or was she just playing me? I shook my head and walked over to her. "If I win, you have to spend one night with me. If you win..." I said, still in shock. I could see the shock on her face as I said what my prize would be. Then she grinned. "If I win, then you have to pleasure me to such an extent I orgasm, however you won't be allowed to orgasm," she said with an evil grin. Now it was my turn to be shocked. I stared and stared and stared. What the hell is she playing at? I turned around to stare at Blaise, my PT. He grinned and shrugged. I turned back to Hermione and nodded. "You're on!" Blaise sent up sparks saying that we could go. I had to win. If I didn't I'd have to... I stopped there and ran. She was already ahead of me, climbing across the ropes with surprising agility. I jumped across a gap and hit the floor running. I knew this course better than she did. I had designed it after all.
HPOV
When Blaise sent up the sparks I ran. Draco was still stood still and then he kicked off. I knew this because I heard the thump as he landed on the ground. I ran even faster, swinging across the ropes like a monkey