D/C: JKR Owns Harry Potter People!
D/C 2: I probably don't need this, but I added it anyway. I got the idea for this story from the movies Saw and Cry Wolf.
Warning:Sex references, Language, Dark, A few scenes that would make small children squick. In other words, Read at your own risk, and it's your fault if you read it so Don't Flame Me!
Anywhoo. Enjoy!
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Hermione didn't understand. She didn't understand at all. But after a while, she didn't care. She was dating Draco Malfoy and she didn't care. She at first though he was trying to get at Harry. She then thought he would use her to get at Ron or even just to take out another Mudblood. But the lust in his eyes showed her that he was just a boy. Just a boy who was head over heels for her. She eventually had given in after he had pestered her daily at her favourite bookshop. He had begged to take her out to lunch. She finally gave in, deciding it safe to venture with him in a muggle restaurant. After that day, she began to fall for his charms and looks, and he wasn't being a jerk to her. It all seemed to work out.
Every day, she would meet him at the bookshop, and every day he would take her out and talk to her. Her honey eyes would melt with his steel ones, and they seemed the perfect fit. At the end of the date, he would bow politely and kiss her hand. She'd smile and leave, and come back the next day. This seemed perfect. Every day, there was something to look forward to. It was definitely a routine.
That's when she started writing her letters to Harry and Ron. They knew every time she went out with Malfoy and she told them everything that happened. They always told her that they'd be there if he tried anything, but he never did. Eventually, her two best friends grudgingly accepted that she was just dating and he wasn't pressuring her into anything. But still, in every letter, they'd threaten him and show their true friendship to her. So, she always wrote to them.
However, on her last date, Draco had kissed her. Nothing forceful, it hadn't gone anywhere, and this had to be at least their tenth time out. It was about time. But, Hermione thought maybe the boys didn't need to know about this. So she didn't write that night. She felt guilty about not telling them and told Draco this the next day, but he only held her close and comforted her. He told her that they didn't need to know every aspect of her life. From there she felt some strange closeness to him. They kissed that night, and every day and night after that. She didn't tell the boys, and it didn't bother her.
Hermione had been changing. Slowly and surely. Draco would gently and politely request she do things and she'd do it in a heartbeat, because she trusted him. Hermione had stopped writing to her friends and stopped speaking and listening to her parents. She spoke only to Draco and did only what he said. So one day, he told her to meet at his mansion, and she went that night like she had before. Instead of leading her to the bedroom as she had expected, as he normally did, he sat beside her on the couch.
"I have an idea..." He said darkly. And so it started. Draco had slowly rooted his way into her mind, and she was following him as though on Imperious. She was no longer innocent, clean, pure. He had changed her and tainted her. She now thought differently. Her mind wheeled in the direction of mischief. She no longer cared about trouble, instead, she wanted to have fun. So when Draco introduced his new idea to her, she was on it in an instant. Before she even knew about the game, she was playing it. And now that it had been introduced to her face, as far as she was concerned, The game had begun.
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Hey, Please read the next few chapters before judging it. They'll be short, and I think they'll draw you in more. Unless you already like it, in which case, please review and continue enjoying it :)