Author: Lee-SenRu or Ellaine
Summary: Hermione was being attacked by the ap Weasel and the shield they placed around the keep wouldn't hold much longer. Would her cry for help be answered by her guardian, the Black Dragon, or would she just be taken again by the weasel and taken to a forsaken place? DM/HG.
What inspired me to write this: I was reading a book by Johanna Lindsey called "Defy Not the Heart" and I thought of how great it would be to bring my favorite characters in my favorite book, Harry Potter, to the medieval times. I was also inspired by the song "Somewhere I Belong" by Linkin Park. I thought, 'why not put a sort of lonely soul and a strong-willed woman together in a world long ago and their journey in finding happiness with each other?'
Chapter 2
Inside Draco was somewhat worried of Hermione. He found it galling that the ap Weasel caused all these out of his greed. Ronald ap Weasel already had four wives before and they 'mysteriously die or disappear.' Another fact was that all of them were heiresses. They left him a fortune but it seems that the weasel already used them up and was now in need of a new heiress and a fortune that she might bring him. He has only one child, a daughter, which his second wife left him. He was able to impregnate his wife that still does not prove that he's truly a MAN. In fact he was the sort that practices and loves sodomy.
He looked about and caught sight of a beautiful lady by the window on the second floor. The lady was breathtakingly beautiful. But she somehow looked very fragile and she seemed to be so pale.
###Hermione's POV###
Hermione was looking down the window. She saw a huge man that she supposed was the on leading the army that Draco sent her as an answer for her cry for help. The man was really huge because his height would be more or less 6'5. He also had a dark aura around him that sent chills down your spine. The huge man was seating atop an equally huge and wonderfully black haired horse and it had a really great figure, one that an owner would really be proud of (In case you might get confused, we are talking about the horse, alright?). The man suddenly took his helmet off to reveal long golden locks that other women would envy. Looking down, she was surprised to see that the man had an extraordinary pair of eyes... one could never seem to define the color. It was a mysterious combination of blue and gray. AND those magnificently mystifying eyes were staring at her??? She couldn't do anything but stare back at him. Somehow, some unknown force was compelling her to. Then, she suddenly remembered that she has seen those eyes before... It was the eyes of Draco Malfoy (She is shocked because as was mentioned a while ago she assumed Draco wouldn't come...). But then out of the blue, a stone hit Draco on his temple and it caused him to fall off his mount.
A shout escaped from her lips. Without thought Hermione went to the foot of her bed and donned her robe. Painfully but quickly she ran out the room and practically flew down the stairs to get to Draco. Once there, Hermione bent down and carefully cradled Draco's head in her lap and proceeded to look at the gash on his temple to see if it was serious or not. She didn't notice the stares the people were giving her because of her scarceness of her clothing [especially the men... they had the day of their lives because they were given the treat of being able to see how shapely the body of their beautiful mistress was...].
***Draco's short POV***
Draco was looking at the vision and trying to recover from the shock when all of a sudden there was a burning heat on his temple and he fell down his mount. (It was a good thing that the horse didn't really panic or Draco would have been severely injured or worse...) Then, there was nothing and then again he saw the beauty hovering above him... and then he saw no more...
^^^When Draco woke up^^^
Draco woke up in a very comfortable bed. He turned his head and saw a gorgeous face resting on his pillow. He couldn't really remember the time when he bedded the wench. Remarkably, he didn't know her name(He made it a point to find out a striking woman he beds so that it will not be hard to look for the wench should he want to bed her again). It was also weird that the woman was still in his bed because he never spent a night with any woman he takes to his bed. Maybe he was just too drunk last night.
He started to get up but a blinding pain coursed through him and he ended up falling back to bed. This seemed to wake the beauty next to him because the eyes of the beautiful wench started to open revealing a pair of green eyes as lush as the hills of Malfoy castle.
[Draco was so immersed in looking at Hermione that he didn't notice her pallor.]
"Good morning my lord. How are you feeling?" said the beautiful face that was now hovering above him.
"I should ask you that same question." Draco answered. His voice came out hoarse and this surprised him.
"Hmmm?"
"Was I good?" Draco asked because he wanted to know for he couldn't remember what happened between them.
"I don't know... I guess, but you were so noisy..." the wench answered looking back at him.
"Oh, I'm sorry about that..."
"No problem...but I'd like to know if you're head is still paining you..." the woman said.
"What are you talking about?" Draco questioned. The wench was starting to really confuse him.
"Well, Baron Malfoy, as it happened, you were hit by a rock that knocked you out. It also left a hole in your head that needed to be stitched because I can't seem to close it with magic so I used the old ways." This statement brought the memory all flowing back.
"Oh... How long have I been out cold?" he asked her.
"Well, you were knocked down before dawn and dinner was long gone. We are now about to have supper. So more or less 10 hours." The pretty woman answered.
"That long? But you know, as I remember that wasn't the only thing that knocked me off my feet. If my memory serves me right, there was a lovely wench by the window that took the breath out of me. Her auburn hair was falling down her shoulders in lovely waves. She looked so innocent and sensuous at the same time wearing her virginal white night gown. Do you per chance know her name? If so could you tell me?" remarked Draco with a smirk. He deliberately eyed her for head to toe noting everything just so she could get the message. "By the way she also looks beautiful in green because it compliments her eyes."
Hermione didn't know if she should be offended or flattered. But at was all the same because she was still flustered. She felt her face heating up and she felt so shy. Anyways, she decided to go with the latter. "Umm... I happen to know her name my lord so you are in good luck... h-her... name is Hermione Granger my lord."
"You mean... you're..." Draco blurted out.
"Yes, Draco I am Hermione Granger..."
TO BE CONTINUED....
Author's note: So what do you think? Please review.
Summary: Hermione was being attacked by the ap Weasel and the shield they placed around the keep wouldn't hold much longer. Would her cry for help be answered by her guardian, the Black Dragon, or would she just be taken again by the weasel and taken to a forsaken place? DM/HG.
What inspired me to write this: I was reading a book by Johanna Lindsey called "Defy Not the Heart" and I thought of how great it would be to bring my favorite characters in my favorite book, Harry Potter, to the medieval times. I was also inspired by the song "Somewhere I Belong" by Linkin Park. I thought, 'why not put a sort of lonely soul and a strong-willed woman together in a world long ago and their journey in finding happiness with each other?'
Chapter 2
Inside Draco was somewhat worried of Hermione. He found it galling that the ap Weasel caused all these out of his greed. Ronald ap Weasel already had four wives before and they 'mysteriously die or disappear.' Another fact was that all of them were heiresses. They left him a fortune but it seems that the weasel already used them up and was now in need of a new heiress and a fortune that she might bring him. He has only one child, a daughter, which his second wife left him. He was able to impregnate his wife that still does not prove that he's truly a MAN. In fact he was the sort that practices and loves sodomy.
He looked about and caught sight of a beautiful lady by the window on the second floor. The lady was breathtakingly beautiful. But she somehow looked very fragile and she seemed to be so pale.
###Hermione's POV###
Hermione was looking down the window. She saw a huge man that she supposed was the on leading the army that Draco sent her as an answer for her cry for help. The man was really huge because his height would be more or less 6'5. He also had a dark aura around him that sent chills down your spine. The huge man was seating atop an equally huge and wonderfully black haired horse and it had a really great figure, one that an owner would really be proud of (In case you might get confused, we are talking about the horse, alright?). The man suddenly took his helmet off to reveal long golden locks that other women would envy. Looking down, she was surprised to see that the man had an extraordinary pair of eyes... one could never seem to define the color. It was a mysterious combination of blue and gray. AND those magnificently mystifying eyes were staring at her??? She couldn't do anything but stare back at him. Somehow, some unknown force was compelling her to. Then, she suddenly remembered that she has seen those eyes before... It was the eyes of Draco Malfoy (She is shocked because as was mentioned a while ago she assumed Draco wouldn't come...). But then out of the blue, a stone hit Draco on his temple and it caused him to fall off his mount.
A shout escaped from her lips. Without thought Hermione went to the foot of her bed and donned her robe. Painfully but quickly she ran out the room and practically flew down the stairs to get to Draco. Once there, Hermione bent down and carefully cradled Draco's head in her lap and proceeded to look at the gash on his temple to see if it was serious or not. She didn't notice the stares the people were giving her because of her scarceness of her clothing [especially the men... they had the day of their lives because they were given the treat of being able to see how shapely the body of their beautiful mistress was...].
***Draco's short POV***
Draco was looking at the vision and trying to recover from the shock when all of a sudden there was a burning heat on his temple and he fell down his mount. (It was a good thing that the horse didn't really panic or Draco would have been severely injured or worse...) Then, there was nothing and then again he saw the beauty hovering above him... and then he saw no more...
^^^When Draco woke up^^^
Draco woke up in a very comfortable bed. He turned his head and saw a gorgeous face resting on his pillow. He couldn't really remember the time when he bedded the wench. Remarkably, he didn't know her name(He made it a point to find out a striking woman he beds so that it will not be hard to look for the wench should he want to bed her again). It was also weird that the woman was still in his bed because he never spent a night with any woman he takes to his bed. Maybe he was just too drunk last night.
He started to get up but a blinding pain coursed through him and he ended up falling back to bed. This seemed to wake the beauty next to him because the eyes of the beautiful wench started to open revealing a pair of green eyes as lush as the hills of Malfoy castle.
[Draco was so immersed in looking at Hermione that he didn't notice her pallor.]
"Good morning my lord. How are you feeling?" said the beautiful face that was now hovering above him.
"I should ask you that same question." Draco answered. His voice came out hoarse and this surprised him.
"Hmmm?"
"Was I good?" Draco asked because he wanted to know for he couldn't remember what happened between them.
"I don't know... I guess, but you were so noisy..." the wench answered looking back at him.
"Oh, I'm sorry about that..."
"No problem...but I'd like to know if you're head is still paining you..." the woman said.
"What are you talking about?" Draco questioned. The wench was starting to really confuse him.
"Well, Baron Malfoy, as it happened, you were hit by a rock that knocked you out. It also left a hole in your head that needed to be stitched because I can't seem to close it with magic so I used the old ways." This statement brought the memory all flowing back.
"Oh... How long have I been out cold?" he asked her.
"Well, you were knocked down before dawn and dinner was long gone. We are now about to have supper. So more or less 10 hours." The pretty woman answered.
"That long? But you know, as I remember that wasn't the only thing that knocked me off my feet. If my memory serves me right, there was a lovely wench by the window that took the breath out of me. Her auburn hair was falling down her shoulders in lovely waves. She looked so innocent and sensuous at the same time wearing her virginal white night gown. Do you per chance know her name? If so could you tell me?" remarked Draco with a smirk. He deliberately eyed her for head to toe noting everything just so she could get the message. "By the way she also looks beautiful in green because it compliments her eyes."
Hermione didn't know if she should be offended or flattered. But at was all the same because she was still flustered. She felt her face heating up and she felt so shy. Anyways, she decided to go with the latter. "Umm... I happen to know her name my lord so you are in good luck... h-her... name is Hermione Granger my lord."
"You mean... you're..." Draco blurted out.
"Yes, Draco I am Hermione Granger..."
TO BE CONTINUED....
Author's note: So what do you think? Please review.