A/N: Hello all! I've been dying for someone to make a story similar to this, but haven't seen any. Most stories Hermione was the innocent damsel and Draco the psycho. So i switched that and added more story to it. Any critique is accepted. Hope you guys like it!

Harry Potter is not mine. I just borrow them to play for a few ;D

There is some M material here...If you don't like don't read

Lost Innocence

Chapter 1

"Daddy! Look what I found!" She ran as fast as her dress would let her to her father and in her arms was an injured pigeon, white with little brown spots on its body.

Her father, Lucius Malfoy kneeled before his daughter and carefully checked the animal on her hands. The bird seemed young, didn't even doubt it still depended on its mother to eat, but its left wing seemed in a pretty bad shape, crooked and useless hanging from its body.

"Seems her wing is broken, princess" Lucius said putting his hand on her rubbing hair.

"But…but…but it's just a baby!" His daughter, Hermione wailed. Already tears where leaving her eyes in a fast rate and buggers showing. "She won't be able to eat, or walk or even fly with this leg! And it's just a baby! Her mother is probably worried about this baby! Maybe even his brothers! She is probably scared, daddy! Is she going to die, daddy? Please, please, PLEASE save her, daddy" after that speech she let herself feel on her bottom and gave a big wail that scared the already frightened animal who tried to escape and caused Hermione to hold to it tighter.

Bloody hell, she's getting all worked up just for a bird. Broken wing certainly won't kill it but maybe choking to death will. Her father thought trying to hold back his grin. "Hey, princess she won't die. She is just has a big bubu" he said taking his daughter on his hands to make her stand up.

"She won't die?" she said rubbing her tears away with her free hand.

"No, she won't. But now you have to be strong for her. Can you do that?" he asks getting his handkerchief to dry her face while she nodded. "Now let's go to the St's Mungo's for Animals ok?

Hermione had been crying hysterically after her dad told her they had to amputee the bird's wing. Apparently the bone of the bird's wing was dead which made the fall from his nest break his delicate bone. Lucius laughed openly with dark humor when the doctor suggested the bird to be put to sleep knowing she would never allow it. Hermione exploded kicking and screaming at him. After separating her from the doctor he made her wait outside.

"Listen princess, I know your upset but that was no reason to kick an adult" he said hiding his grin this time.

"I know daddy, still that doctor was mean! Don't let him put Agua to sleep!" her big unblinking hazel eyes stare at Lucius with some hint of red from all the crying.

"You named her." Lucius narrow his eyes a bit. The last thing he wanted was his daughter falling in love with a pet that would die soon it seemed.

"Of course I did! You can't call her Bird just because she is a bird" she states like it's the most obvious.

"Um Princess, the bird is different. It's unstable and cripple. He can't feed itself and won't even fly when she grows up. She will be lonely and not accepted by other birds. You want that?" he reasoned knowing this was a losing battle for him.

"No" she stares down to her small feet guilty. 1, 2 and 3… Lucius counts. "I know! I'll take care of it! Ill feed him, play, bath him and even show him how to fly again"

Lucius shakes his head groaning to himself, "You sure you up to this, princess?"

Hermione narrows her eyes with determination, "Yes, daddy. I'll do it, even if alone." At least I'm sure she is definitely mine, Lucius laugh to himself.

Three weeks had passed since Hermione rescued Agua and she still holds her word. After saying she would do it alone, Lucius teased her when she asked money to go buy some food for her. She bought everything a bird would need, from cage, bird feeder and a couple of toys. What would usually become a dog to a girl that bird was for her. Both would always be together with Agua on her shoulder, a lot more comfortable with her.

By this time Lucius got a letter. His dream was about to become reality. But it also becomes his torment when he realizes what would have to be done.

He locked himself in his room for a whole day, with his wife Narcissa banging on the door till he finally opened the door to revel his plan.

"By Merlin… She is just 6 years old! Are you mad? She is my child and I won't allow you do to this!" Narcissa yelled trying to equal Lucius height.

Hermione, by the worst of lucks, sneaked in by the door and witness the first time Lucius had ever hit his wife. This day would be the first of many that would torment Hermione; her mother would be broken.

"Protejo!"

"Expulso!"

A blast was heard as the defense spell was broken and the student shot back by the force of it. Hitting the stone wall then falling down had two professors and a couple of students flying to the rescue. He was moaning with no shame holding the back of his head as if it would help relieve the pain.

Awe so nice of them, Hermione thought sarcastically as she stared at the aid of her new victim, putting her wand back to her robe. She jumped down form the dueling stage and was immediately flanked by her house, Slytherin.

"Dang, Hermione you sure showed him!"

"He went straight flying"

"He probably cracked his head!"

Hermione smirked proudly. Why wouldn't she? She was the best duelist of her year, probably even of all years if they let her duel them. Not that she wanted try against them. Complete waste of my time… None yet had beaten her and almost none tried anymore. Unless they were idiots like that boy form Ravenclaw.

"Kind of a rough spell don't you think?" A voice interrupts her thoughts.

"That old one? Nop. Could have been a little worse" she smiles up at Blaise Zambini.

He crosses his arms and shakes a little his head trying to hide his grin from showing on his face. She never will change huh?

"What? You're not even going to check if I'm all right?" she walks up to him slowly.

"As if I had to. More like worried what's going to be your punishment after this" he stares down at her, knowing how tricky she is.

"Punishment? By who? Hopefully you right? I'll keep that in mind" she closes up to him enough to feel his breath on her face, smiling with her eyes.

"Hermione Malfoy" A low voice stops her in her tracks. "You know perfectly well intimate behavior in public at school hours is not permitted"

She turns to face the one and only Severus Snape. "I hadn't kiss him… yet"

Snape glares at her. "Want another detention for being intimate at school hours?"

She smiles only after making sure no one is listening, "It's unfair my partner never gets detention; it's only me always".

Snape closes his eyes and she can imagine on his mind counting to three to calmed himself "Not when it's you throwing yourself at others".

"Pff no fun" she turns to leave.

"Hermione" his voice is serious making her stop in her way out. "That was a risky spell you used. No more of that" he stops for a second carefully picking out his words "I can't cover for you if you keep this up. Your father will hear of this"

She turns and smiles at him. "Now that's something he wouldn't like huh?" she turns to walk away, making sure her hips are moving, winking to a second year that seemed friend of Hermione's victim. The guy blushed and seemed at loss for words. She heads to her common room, Blaise on her heels nearby.

Hermione was gorgeous. This she knew and took full advantage of it. She showed as much skin as she could, her school skirt being way shorter than it was supposed to be showing off her tanned legs she had worked out. She didn't particular liked the school robe, never using it till it was winter and leaving a few buttons off or just using the school tie. Her hair was a wavy caramel hair that gave her the look for a nice girl. She had a strong cheek bone with a small nose she didn't particular like. But her eyes were another thing, with or without eye liner she always had a stare some people found integrin. Big hazel unblinking eyes would stare at one with a smile you didn't know if she was laughing at you or with you. Of course she knew she was far from this image innocent she had.

"At least make me company if you're going to follow me around" she said loudly for Blaise to hear.

Immediately she could hear him hurrying his steps. "Tsk, tsk. Already in the first day of class and getting a warning. What does that say if your finally year?" Amusement was clear in his eyes.

"Best year to come?" She said tipping a nearby portrait of three men in which seem like a library. All three men yelp and tried to save as many books from falling without much success. Blaise put it right back where it should be after she pass, shaking his head as he went.

"More like most detentions in a year with all past put together".

She stops suddenly and steps in front of him. Her eyes were lowered staring at his tie a she slowly touched it. He glared, knowing her too well to know her act. He was a little taller than her making it possible to catch the sly smile she had. A moment she was staring down, next one her big hazel eyes stared unblinking to his capturing his stare while for others may seem intimidating.

He had seen her too many times doing this to other guys and to himself to get the reaction she wanted. He simply rolled his eyes and stared at her back with a bored expression. That isn't working Hermione. He let her know with his stare

The big eyes act stop when she did this and narrow her eyes at him. You prick… She answered back with her stare. Realization hit her with what to do next with big eyes. He glared at her when he notices this change, wary of what she would do next.

Hermione stared at his lips this time with same big eyes, then at his eyes again biting her own lips "Sounds fun".

His eyes widen at this new act. "You cheated" he accused her.

"Me?" Her eyes widen with innocent "How dare you" she sates faking shock. She laughed openly, stands on her tip toes and kisses his lips lightly. Smiles at him sweetly and rushes of to her common room giving him no chance to respond. He shakes his head yet again then follows off after her.

"Move it, Harry! We are going to be late on our first day!" A seventeen year old Draco Granger yelled up the stairs to the dormitories.

Already he was ready, heavy Arithmancy II in hand, heavy book bag on his back, a big H shinning form his already none-wrinkle robe and an annoying look on his face as he stared at the exit debating whether to leave them to be early in class. He looked like in his world is called "nerd", complete with blond hair with a style compared to a mushroom half hiding his eyes, what was missing were the monocular glasses.

"Blimey, Draco!" a none-believer of a comb Ron Wesley walked down the stairs. "We just ate lunch a few minutes ago! We aren't running to class! You do it".

"I'll probably end up doing just that, after I make sure you guys are leaving early" Draco stated.

Harry Potter appeared next to Ron also as a none-believer and with robes on his shoulders clearly not ready. Also his book bag was been dragged down the stairs giving it a guilty look when Draco saw its condition.

"So, what's your class now, Draco?" Harry quickly asked hoping to gets its attention off his book bag.

"Arithmancy and pick that up" Draco respond walking towards the exit.

Both hurried to catch up with him, Harry finishing to dress as he follow.

"10 points from Gryffindor" Draco said to a fellow sixth year throwing harmless spells at the feet of a terrified first year outside their common room. The first year couldn't seem more thankful for the intervention, quickly rushing to the safety of the common rooms.

"What the hell?" said the guy friend of Ginny he remembers. "You can't do that, only a…"

"Head Boy?" Draco finished for him pointing to his robes to eh big H on in. "Want a few detentions with those points?"

The boy mumbled a "no" and quickly escaped into the common room.

Ron whistled "Scary… Gonna take points from us too?"

"Who's the Head Girl?" Harry quickly interrupted an argument he knew was going to happen.

"Mandy Brocklehurst. I know; no idea who she is" Draco responded seeing the faces of his friends.

They talked bit more until they got separated to their classes, Draco to Arithmancy and they to Herbology. Harry and Ron groaning when they notice they wouldn't have the help of Draco on this class unless they beg and make promises to study more often. Draco chuckled at this and continued to his class.

Draco remembers he was supposed to be worried. Since yesterday he had forgotten all about Voldemort and the Death Eaters. He had been thinking of his duties as Head Boy, classes, professors and even homework. For two days he had felt normal. Hadn't been worries about Voldemort or even Harry's scar which had been silent for most of the summer. Everything was still the same after Harry had witness Voldemort come back to live and Cedric's death on their fourth year. Dumbledore had warned that anything can be expected any moment to all the community, even though they don't believe he is back and constantly make fun of him.

Draco is so deep in his thought he doesn't see Hermione with her tail Blaise on the next corridor. Hermione does and smirks.

"Filthy little mudblood all alone, not really smart for a Head Boy huh?" Hermione says loudly never taking her eyes of Draco.

Draco jumps a little and thinks first to his wand, but quickly dismisses the thought. He was Head Boy; maybe he could use that power to get her off his back finally.

"And here you are insulting one. Not very smart of you huh?" he tries to ignore her and continues for his class.

"What you going to do? Give me lines to write or take points off?" she smirks making sure he can hear her amusement.

"Maybe detentions if you continue" Draco responds but knows he will never do. He can barely stand 5 minutes with her let alone 1 hour.

"So, its detention and writing lines? You're not very creative are you, mudblood?" Hermione thinks about tripping him but sees McGonagall in front of her classroom watching their exchange.

Hermione glares at her and doesn't say another word as she enters the class room with Blaise, while Draco continues to his classroom. Not worth getting a detention on the first day of class for that mudblood… she thought.

McGonagall takes a deep breath and prepares for what will surely be a difficult year.

Later that night after all classes where done Hermione found herself in dinner ignoring stares from Snape while pretending to hear how Pansy Parkinson's summer was. Seems every summer she did the same things shopping, guys and more shopping.

Blaise was in front of her while Crabbe and Goyle were somewhere at his sides. Millicent was on Hermione sides, which also seem to be pretending to hear while giving secret glance to Blaise.

Really all Slytherin girls were after him smile. He was handsome, bright smile, straight short black hair that barely reached his eyes and serious dark eyes. His body was not skinny, definitely slim but one can clearly feel his muscles if you looked for them; Hermione would know. He was mostly silent but if he wanted something he was as charming as he could. What Blaise saw in Hermione that kept her company she didn't know, he clearly knew he was just someone to keep her distracted.

The sounds of owls with mail finally shuts ups Millicent. Most people seem to be getting package of forgotten things along with other stuff. Hermione herself was surprised at getting mail on their first day especially in dinner.

She opened it already recognizing the handwriting.

Hermione, your mother and I are thrilled for you on your finally year. Hopefully you finish it flawlessly as we expect of you. Know your place.

Father

Hermione's eyes narrow as this, quickly folded the letter into her bag. Finding herself not hungry any more, she stands to leave without making eye contact with anyone. Blaise stands to follows quietly, sensing the change on her.

She doesn't remember leaving the dinner place. She doesn't remember using the staircase or even people that passed her on her way. All she knew was the feeling on wanting to be alone. Doesn't even know how she made it to the abandon rooms of Herbology, only that darkness was her guide.

She could feel her breath coming faster and faster. She could feel the tightness on her throat, yet she refuse to act on it. She could feel her heartbeat faster and faster. Sweat quickly made it to the palms of her hands. It hurt to breath; her chest seemed to be closing her air passage. Dizziness over took her as she force herself to hold to a broken window long forgotten. Her breath got faster and faster.

It's what you are Hermione…

Blaise stood there watching her for a few moments. He was worried for her. She lost her posture in a way that even scares him. Finally Blaise reveals himself.

"Hermione…" he said it softly yet she snapped to it, doing a complete circle and faced him with wide frighten eyes he rarely saw.

She moved instantly when she saw who it was. It was exactly what she needed.

She close the space between them in three long strokes with an aggressive kiss after she took his face on her hands forcing him to back away a few steps. He responded with the same force after a few moments, forcing her mouth open and battling with their tongues for dominance, neither giving in. He released her mouth and attacked her neck, going for the pulse and sucking it till he could hear her give a small moan. This was all about her.

He feels her trying to get closer to him even after being chest to chest and takes the hint. With experience he switches to the other side of her neck while he lifts her up and puts her on top of an abandon chair, where she immediately closes her legs around his waist. She was really upset today.

She manages to open her blouse and move her bra away revealing her breast to him in the cold air. He takes her to his mouth, sucking her nipple lightly while his hand travels along her back slowly. She moans lightly again and pulls him closer to him, her hands on his hair making it to wild. He sucks harder and moves to the other breast, his tongue never leaving her skin but leaving a wet trail after it. He was what she needed.

"More" was the only word she said. He removes himself from her breast and quickly unzips his pants. After casting a quick spell on himself, he looked at her fully in her eyes and saw her annoyed look on hers glaring him with arousal. He kissed her fully letting her take control in it as she licked his tongue and bit it with a little force, making Blaise flitch a little. She needed more.

He lifted his skirt reveling her black underwear, moved it away and entered her with a quick movement. Already she was more than ready for him, moaning a little when she got what she wanted. He moved slowly at first, but she seemed annoyed pressed at his shoulders tighter. He quickened his speed and watched as Hermione's face showed true emotions he knew were so different to the fake ones she shows always. She was pleased; this way he knew she released all her tension. Like right now, she probably didn't know it but a few tears were escaping from her eyes. She never says a word.

Both of them could feel her getting tighter, giving the signal she was close. Blaise stopped holding back the moment she moaned loudly, both spent. She let herself fall to the chair knowing as tired as he was he wouldn't let her fall. He rested against her stomach for a few moments as they catch their breath.

"You know it's against the law following people around" her voice seemed normal as they hadn't just had sex. She was back to normal.

"I'll remember that next time" he removes himself from her and zips his pants back up, struggling to keep his voice even.

She does the same getting her underwear, blouse and skirt right. However both their hair was a mess neither tried much to get neat.

She gives him her famous smirk. "You getting interesting, minion".

He smirks at her hidden meaning. Whenever they are intimate she reminds him that they are nothing, just a way to make feel better. "Can say the same for you".

She didn't say another word as both left to their common room. No other word was exchange as they parted ways to their dormitories. It was the way they were. No emotional feelings or anything. It was always just what she needed. Had he tried for her to open about the letter she would have slash out at him. Only if she ever brought it would he offer any comfort; which was close to never.

She knew, even after a night like this, nightmares would still come and force her to remember moments she prefer forgotten.

I give up . Can anyone tell me how to separate paragrapfs... Im failling quite miserable lol Any thought on this chapter will be apreciated alot ^^ and yess Hermione and Blaise is just setting a little background. Still a Hermione and Draco story =)