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My Princess - Chapter One
"Hey, Hermione, want some drink?"
"Sure," Hermione Granger said, not really paying attention to the glass Parvati Patil was giving her. It wasn't typical for Hermione, not to look at what she was drinking, but her mind was busy with her new boyfriend, Draco Malfoy.
They had gotten together only a month before, and this relationship was entirely new for the two of them. Draco had changed. He treated her completely different now. He didn't call her mudblood anymore. He was nicer to Harry and Ron, too. Hermione knew that this change was caused by the long time he had spent with his mother after his father had been killed in the war. His mother affected his behavior tremendously, and Draco was quite different.
So when he asked her out, she was quite surprised at first. She had noticed the change, but didn't think about dating him at all. However, before she could even think about it, she heard herself saying yes - and so it began.
They dated a few times, and Hermione found herself falling more and more in love with him. Harry and Ron learned to deal with it, and although they were quite upset at first, they learned to deal with it.
Now it was the prom - end of 7th year, just two weeks after the NEWTs. Their very last evening at Hogwarts. Everybody looked sad, yet happy, to leave school. The lights of the Great Hall were dim. Some of the students were dancing, some were sitting and some were just standing.
Hermione was standing and talking with Draco, as a few of their friends joined them. Hermione finished her first glass and took another, not even noticing what she was doing.
"Hermione, what are you planning to study after school?" asked Lavender Brown.
"Well," said Hermione, taking a sip from her glass, "I've been thinking about becoming an Auror."
"Really?" Lavender was quite impressed. "Wow. It's supposed to be quite difficult to be accepted there, isn't it?"
"Well," Harry interrupted, "I intend becoming an Auror too. Hermione and I will work together."
"And you?" Lavender asked Ron, who had just joined them.
"I want to be a Healer," Ron answered, "and work in St. Mungo's. I've been there a few times, and the job looks quite awesome to me, you know. And as long as I don't meet Lockhart there, I have nothing to worry about."
At that moment, Professor McGonagall went up to the stage. Everybody fell silent as she started to speak.
"Dear students, this is your very last night at Hogwarts. All of us here sincerely hope that you shall succeed in your life after school, and find everything that you have studied here useful and helpful..."
Just as Hermione had finished her third glass, Draco whispered to her: "This is so bo-ring! Let's go somewhere else and have some real fun!"
Had Hermione been sober, she would have noticed immediately that Draco was drunk; however, she was just as intoxicated without realizing it, so she just nodded excitedly and they both sneaked out quietly without anyone noticing them, as McGonagall kept on talking.
"Wanna go to my room?" asked Draco.
"OK," Hermione giggled, not knowing why she was giggling, not realizing Draco's room was in the Slytherin common room, which was forbidden for students from other houses. Hand in hand, they went down the stairs towards the Dungeons.
"Won't we meet anyone?" asked Hermione loudly, her voice echoing from the stone walls.
"No," said Draco. "All the teachers are up in the Hall, and the younger students have some kind of ball upstairs, so we won't be bothered."
He winked at her. Hermione smiled at him and they stopped in front of a stone wall.
"Rats' Skulls," said Draco, and a secret door that was hidden in the wall opened. Hermione and Draco entered.
"Come on upstairs," said Draco, holding her hand and dragging her towards his room. They entered and he locked the door magically.
He turned around and kissed her deeply. Hermione, not really aware of what she was doing, kissed him back. She felt his arms wrapping around her as her hands played with his hair. Suddenly she felt his hands beginning to unclasp her robes. Instead of objecting, she took them off and hurried to pull his robes off too. As his hands began to unbutton her blouse, Hermione started kissing him again and they both fell on the bed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione woke up at 6:00 A.M., feeling her head was made of iron and stone. "Oh God," she murmured, holding it and sitting up. The room was not totally dark, so Hermione noticed two things that alarmed her - first, she was in an unfamiliar room, in the same bed with the sleeping Draco; and second, she was totally naked.
"Oh God!" she murmured again. She noticed her clothes thrown on the floor, so she made sure Draco was still asleep, got out of bed and dressed as quickly as she could.
She crept out of the bedroom. Her headache was so bad, she almost fainted. She forced herself to think as she got out of the dark, empty common room and walk up the stairs. What had happened the night before? Why did she find herself naked in Draco's bed with such a horrible pain in her head?
"Oh, no!" she suddenly stopped at the top of the stairs as the realization came over her. She had gotten drunk and slept with Draco Malfoy. That was the only explanation.
"I don't believe it - " Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room, went up to her own bedroom and threw herself on the bed. "Why did I do that?" she asked herself, beginning to cry softly. She had lost her virginity exactly in the way she had always promised herself she wouldn't do - unconciously, rashly, with someone she barely knew.
Hermione buried her face in the pillow. What a nightmare, she told herself. I was so stupid... I mustn't tell anyone about that. EVER.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
On the train back to King's Cross, Hermione barely talked. She was sitting with Harry, Ron and Ginny, who were all talking excitedy, but she just stared out of the window.
"Hermione?" said Ginny gently.
"Yes?" said Hermione, not looking at her.
"Is anything wrong?"
"No. Why?"
"You're not talking... you look really sad." Ginny's eyes examined Hermione carefully.
"Well..." Hermione swallowed hard. "I'm just thinking about not seeing Hogwarts ever again."
"But you're going to become an Auror!" said Harry. "It's going to be fantastic. Just what we always wanted. Isn't it?"
"I guess," Hermione mumbled, not really convinced.
"What is Draco going to do?" asked Ron.
"He wants to work for Gringotts," said Hermione. "He likes Arithmancy."
"Really? I didn't know that. Is he going to work abroad?"
"Maybe. He doesn't know yet, because he has to be accepted there first, and he can't be accepted before he gets the results of his NEWTs."
Just as she finished the sentence, the door was opened and Draco stepped in. He looked tired and nervous, but he smiled to all of them and they smiled back.
"Sit down, Draco," said Harry.
Draco sat next to Hermione. He looked at her nervously, but she refused to look at him back.
"Harry and I decided to leave home and rent an apartment near St. Mungo's," said Harry suddenly.
Hermione gazed at him, surprised. "Really? Why?"
"Are you gays or something?" asked Draco playfully. As Harry and Ron glared at him, he added, "I'm kidding! I know you two have girlfriends."
Ginny smiled at Harry.
"So why aren't you moving in with Ginny?" asked Hermione.
"Ginny doesn't want to leave home yet," answered Harry, "she says she has at least another year. But I can't wait a whole year to leave the Dursleys. And you know, now that Voldemort is dead, I'm not protected in their house more than anywhere else, so I assure you they'll be just thrilled to see me go away."
"And on the other hand, I, too, want to leave home," said Ron. "I really feel it's time, you know. All of my older brothers have left."
"How about you two?" Ginny asked Hermione and Draco, apparantely too loudly.
"Oh my God!" Hermione and Draco both pressed their hands on their ears. "Why do you have to shout?"
"I have a headache already," Draco added, frowning.
Harry, Ron and Ginny stared at them.
Hermione took a deep breath, overcame the throbbing pain in her head and said: "Sorry. What did you say, again?"
"I asked what about the two of you," said Ginny, still staring at them. "Are you moving in together or something?"
"No," said Hermione. "My parents bought me a small house, not very far away from their house. At first they wanted me to stay and live with them, but I really need some privacy."
"I'm staying for a while with my mother," said Draco. "I don't really want to leave her. And I also have privacy, because out house is quite big."
They continued to talk for a while. Suddenly Draco rose up. "Hermione, can I see you for a second?"
"Sure," said Hermione, got to her feet and they both went out.
"Are you angry with me?" Draco asked the moment the two of them were alone.
"Why would I?" said Hermione coldly.
"Because of what happened last night."
Hermione bit her lip and gazed angrily at the wall.
"Look, Hermione, I'm sorry. We were both drunk and we made a mistake. It won't happen again, I will never get drunk again, I promise you."
"It's OK," Hermione murmured. "It's my fault just as it's yours. I'm more angry with myself, though."
"Why?"
"Because I've always thought that when I lose my virginity, I will at least be able to remember it."
Draco moved closer and wrapped his arms around her. "Hermione, you know I love you," he said and kissed her cheek. "Always remember that. Someday, when you are ready, we will do it again, and this time, you will remember every wonderful detail."
Hermione smiled. "Thank you, Draco." She felt much better.
Little did she know that this mistake was not going to end so well.
My Princess - Chapter One
"Hey, Hermione, want some drink?"
"Sure," Hermione Granger said, not really paying attention to the glass Parvati Patil was giving her. It wasn't typical for Hermione, not to look at what she was drinking, but her mind was busy with her new boyfriend, Draco Malfoy.
They had gotten together only a month before, and this relationship was entirely new for the two of them. Draco had changed. He treated her completely different now. He didn't call her mudblood anymore. He was nicer to Harry and Ron, too. Hermione knew that this change was caused by the long time he had spent with his mother after his father had been killed in the war. His mother affected his behavior tremendously, and Draco was quite different.
So when he asked her out, she was quite surprised at first. She had noticed the change, but didn't think about dating him at all. However, before she could even think about it, she heard herself saying yes - and so it began.
They dated a few times, and Hermione found herself falling more and more in love with him. Harry and Ron learned to deal with it, and although they were quite upset at first, they learned to deal with it.
Now it was the prom - end of 7th year, just two weeks after the NEWTs. Their very last evening at Hogwarts. Everybody looked sad, yet happy, to leave school. The lights of the Great Hall were dim. Some of the students were dancing, some were sitting and some were just standing.
Hermione was standing and talking with Draco, as a few of their friends joined them. Hermione finished her first glass and took another, not even noticing what she was doing.
"Hermione, what are you planning to study after school?" asked Lavender Brown.
"Well," said Hermione, taking a sip from her glass, "I've been thinking about becoming an Auror."
"Really?" Lavender was quite impressed. "Wow. It's supposed to be quite difficult to be accepted there, isn't it?"
"Well," Harry interrupted, "I intend becoming an Auror too. Hermione and I will work together."
"And you?" Lavender asked Ron, who had just joined them.
"I want to be a Healer," Ron answered, "and work in St. Mungo's. I've been there a few times, and the job looks quite awesome to me, you know. And as long as I don't meet Lockhart there, I have nothing to worry about."
At that moment, Professor McGonagall went up to the stage. Everybody fell silent as she started to speak.
"Dear students, this is your very last night at Hogwarts. All of us here sincerely hope that you shall succeed in your life after school, and find everything that you have studied here useful and helpful..."
Just as Hermione had finished her third glass, Draco whispered to her: "This is so bo-ring! Let's go somewhere else and have some real fun!"
Had Hermione been sober, she would have noticed immediately that Draco was drunk; however, she was just as intoxicated without realizing it, so she just nodded excitedly and they both sneaked out quietly without anyone noticing them, as McGonagall kept on talking.
"Wanna go to my room?" asked Draco.
"OK," Hermione giggled, not knowing why she was giggling, not realizing Draco's room was in the Slytherin common room, which was forbidden for students from other houses. Hand in hand, they went down the stairs towards the Dungeons.
"Won't we meet anyone?" asked Hermione loudly, her voice echoing from the stone walls.
"No," said Draco. "All the teachers are up in the Hall, and the younger students have some kind of ball upstairs, so we won't be bothered."
He winked at her. Hermione smiled at him and they stopped in front of a stone wall.
"Rats' Skulls," said Draco, and a secret door that was hidden in the wall opened. Hermione and Draco entered.
"Come on upstairs," said Draco, holding her hand and dragging her towards his room. They entered and he locked the door magically.
He turned around and kissed her deeply. Hermione, not really aware of what she was doing, kissed him back. She felt his arms wrapping around her as her hands played with his hair. Suddenly she felt his hands beginning to unclasp her robes. Instead of objecting, she took them off and hurried to pull his robes off too. As his hands began to unbutton her blouse, Hermione started kissing him again and they both fell on the bed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione woke up at 6:00 A.M., feeling her head was made of iron and stone. "Oh God," she murmured, holding it and sitting up. The room was not totally dark, so Hermione noticed two things that alarmed her - first, she was in an unfamiliar room, in the same bed with the sleeping Draco; and second, she was totally naked.
"Oh God!" she murmured again. She noticed her clothes thrown on the floor, so she made sure Draco was still asleep, got out of bed and dressed as quickly as she could.
She crept out of the bedroom. Her headache was so bad, she almost fainted. She forced herself to think as she got out of the dark, empty common room and walk up the stairs. What had happened the night before? Why did she find herself naked in Draco's bed with such a horrible pain in her head?
"Oh, no!" she suddenly stopped at the top of the stairs as the realization came over her. She had gotten drunk and slept with Draco Malfoy. That was the only explanation.
"I don't believe it - " Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room, went up to her own bedroom and threw herself on the bed. "Why did I do that?" she asked herself, beginning to cry softly. She had lost her virginity exactly in the way she had always promised herself she wouldn't do - unconciously, rashly, with someone she barely knew.
Hermione buried her face in the pillow. What a nightmare, she told herself. I was so stupid... I mustn't tell anyone about that. EVER.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
On the train back to King's Cross, Hermione barely talked. She was sitting with Harry, Ron and Ginny, who were all talking excitedy, but she just stared out of the window.
"Hermione?" said Ginny gently.
"Yes?" said Hermione, not looking at her.
"Is anything wrong?"
"No. Why?"
"You're not talking... you look really sad." Ginny's eyes examined Hermione carefully.
"Well..." Hermione swallowed hard. "I'm just thinking about not seeing Hogwarts ever again."
"But you're going to become an Auror!" said Harry. "It's going to be fantastic. Just what we always wanted. Isn't it?"
"I guess," Hermione mumbled, not really convinced.
"What is Draco going to do?" asked Ron.
"He wants to work for Gringotts," said Hermione. "He likes Arithmancy."
"Really? I didn't know that. Is he going to work abroad?"
"Maybe. He doesn't know yet, because he has to be accepted there first, and he can't be accepted before he gets the results of his NEWTs."
Just as she finished the sentence, the door was opened and Draco stepped in. He looked tired and nervous, but he smiled to all of them and they smiled back.
"Sit down, Draco," said Harry.
Draco sat next to Hermione. He looked at her nervously, but she refused to look at him back.
"Harry and I decided to leave home and rent an apartment near St. Mungo's," said Harry suddenly.
Hermione gazed at him, surprised. "Really? Why?"
"Are you gays or something?" asked Draco playfully. As Harry and Ron glared at him, he added, "I'm kidding! I know you two have girlfriends."
Ginny smiled at Harry.
"So why aren't you moving in with Ginny?" asked Hermione.
"Ginny doesn't want to leave home yet," answered Harry, "she says she has at least another year. But I can't wait a whole year to leave the Dursleys. And you know, now that Voldemort is dead, I'm not protected in their house more than anywhere else, so I assure you they'll be just thrilled to see me go away."
"And on the other hand, I, too, want to leave home," said Ron. "I really feel it's time, you know. All of my older brothers have left."
"How about you two?" Ginny asked Hermione and Draco, apparantely too loudly.
"Oh my God!" Hermione and Draco both pressed their hands on their ears. "Why do you have to shout?"
"I have a headache already," Draco added, frowning.
Harry, Ron and Ginny stared at them.
Hermione took a deep breath, overcame the throbbing pain in her head and said: "Sorry. What did you say, again?"
"I asked what about the two of you," said Ginny, still staring at them. "Are you moving in together or something?"
"No," said Hermione. "My parents bought me a small house, not very far away from their house. At first they wanted me to stay and live with them, but I really need some privacy."
"I'm staying for a while with my mother," said Draco. "I don't really want to leave her. And I also have privacy, because out house is quite big."
They continued to talk for a while. Suddenly Draco rose up. "Hermione, can I see you for a second?"
"Sure," said Hermione, got to her feet and they both went out.
"Are you angry with me?" Draco asked the moment the two of them were alone.
"Why would I?" said Hermione coldly.
"Because of what happened last night."
Hermione bit her lip and gazed angrily at the wall.
"Look, Hermione, I'm sorry. We were both drunk and we made a mistake. It won't happen again, I will never get drunk again, I promise you."
"It's OK," Hermione murmured. "It's my fault just as it's yours. I'm more angry with myself, though."
"Why?"
"Because I've always thought that when I lose my virginity, I will at least be able to remember it."
Draco moved closer and wrapped his arms around her. "Hermione, you know I love you," he said and kissed her cheek. "Always remember that. Someday, when you are ready, we will do it again, and this time, you will remember every wonderful detail."
Hermione smiled. "Thank you, Draco." She felt much better.
Little did she know that this mistake was not going to end so well.