A/N I hope you enjoy this story as much as I do. Pardon me for my many, many grammar mistakes.
Disclamer: Iam not the owner of Harry Potter this is simply a fan made story.
Hermione Granger known-it-all bookworm had a simple life until the day she became friend's with Harry James Potter and Ronald Bilius Weasly. She should had known they were trouble from the begining, but still she stuck with them year after year. Ofcourse she was the gryffindor Princess, the known-it-all to everyone's problems, The perfect student. It made her sick to be used by Harry and Ron, but still she helped both. It was tireing how they went to her with their problem's asking her to solve everything from a simple mistake in their essay's, to fixing broken noses, to helping defeat the dark Lord. After a long summer vavation to france, she decided that it was over, she would not be used anymore. The war had changed everyone and that gave her the chance she needed to change. To become something else other than the perfect friend, the perfect student, the innocent prude, the akward teenage girl. Yes Hermione Granger would be no more, and she knew the perfect person to help her become dark, confident, and seductive. An that person was Draco Lucius Malfoy.
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Hermione appared right outside the Malfoy's estate gates. She looked at the big dark wood gates with the malfoy crest in the middle and knew she made the right choice.
She grabed her wand and cautiously approched the gate, pressed her wand point to the dark wood and steped back. The gate dissapiered and she saw the malfoy's dark gothic castle. She straightend her back, Lifted her chin and walked to the grand stair case were Draco Malfoy was waiting for her.
"Good evening, Granger" ,said Malfoy.
" Hello Malfoy", She replyed.
" Well what are you waiting for? come inside it will start raining any second." He said while observeing the gray, flashing sky.
Hermione steped inside the castle while Malfoy held the door open for her. Hermione looked around, noticeing the decor had changed since the last time she had been here. The walls were painted a soft green color, with silver treamings. The furniture had been replaced with soft oak wood, the sofas were soft black leather. The painting's in the wall were no more.
"so umm what happened to the painting's? I asked.
" The were removed by my mother." He responded.
"I see, so um were Iam going to sleep?"
" My room ofcourse." He said smirking.
" What!" I exclamed, Thinking he lost his damn mind in the war.
" You heard me, you agreed to be mine, mine and mine alone." Said, Draco
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A/N well, I hope that was good. I will really appriciated it if you review and share your thoughts with me.