Intro: It has been 5 years since the war ended, Draco hasn't spoke to Hermione when the world celebrated their victory after the battle of Hogwarts. He couldn't believe the first time he spoke to her again, he end up saving an intoxicated Hermione from being taken advantage by the Hermione obsessed Cormac. Passed out alone in his arm, he has no choice but to take her back to his apartment. This story is about love, triangles, betrayal, possession, kidnapped and more, How far would a person go to make a woman his own?
This story will start off slow and subtly but as the story goes on it will get dark extremely dark, I promise :P
The hall was decorated with floating candles and enchanted snowflakes hanging down from the bewitched ceiling. Soft jazz music playing at the side stage by the famous jazz band "Mister Magic Unicorn". It was the annual Christmas ball at the Ministry of Magic. Standing under the huge Christmas tree decorated with turquoise and pearl ornaments wearing a royal black velvet cloak with caramel leather shoes, holding a glass of white wine in his hand was Britain most desirable and eligible bachelor Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy a former death eater who had switched to the light side in the middle of the war. He has redeemed himself by being one of the biggest benefactor contributed in rebuilding after the war. He was talking to Fredrick Lumen from department of magical law having one of the usual unavoidable boring social conversations. Draco trying hard to put on his best "I am so interested" fake face on, at least the wine this year is decent he thought. Just as he took another sip from his glass, a flash of light reflected from an earring, the girl standing with her back against him had caught his attention. While he kept pretending to be interest in his conversation with Lumen, he couldn't help himself but to move his attention to that girl, there was just something special about this girl he couldn't figure what. Her long wavy chocolate brown hair was braided and resting on her waist. The dark jade colour dress she was wearing showing off her back complimenting on her soft radiant skin. As she spoke to the wizard next to her, he could see her divine jaw line. His eyes continued to move from her chin up and were fixated on her moving lips even in the dimmed candlelights her lips appeared to be very alluring and sexy. One would have the desire to taste. It was hard for him to figure the mystery identity of this lady from the darkness of the room.
"Oh, I am terribly sorry!" The mystery lady apologised to Lumen the wizard Draco was talking to when the waiter accidentally pumped into her and she to fall back and heavily stepped on the wizard feet.
"No worries, I am all good!" The wizard laughed patting the mystery lady on her head, clearly he was already drunk from the wine.
"Oh Miss Granger, I didn't realise you were standing right behind me all these time!"
"Oh Fredrick, hows your evening been? I thought I heard your voice before!" Hermione Granger who worked in the department of magical law with Fredrick Lumen replied politely, social events were never her favourite way to spend her time. She would most definitely preferred to tuck inside her blanket in her pyjamas with a warm cup of hot chocolate and get lost in reading.
"Miss Granger, I don't believe you have met Mr. Malfoy? I believe you both went to Hogwarts?" Lumen turned his attention back to Draco, introducing Hermione into their conversation.
"Miss. Granger." said Draco. He couldn't believe the woman he has been blindly starred for the part 10 minutes was once the girl who he had bullied mercilessly during his Hogwarts year. Not something he was completely proud of, maybe with a little bit of regrets. But he couldn't deny it was fun and he had enjoyed it.
"Malfoy." Hermione replied. Last time they spoke, they hated each other. Call this one of the most awkward moment in her life. This will definitely make it to the nomination list.
"It has been a while since we last spoke Miss Granger. I hope everything is well?" said Draco.
"Very well, Mr Malfoy. Thank you, life has been pleasant. Yourself?" Hermione questioned herself why they were speaking to each other so formal and civil, when what they used to do was exchanging smart comments and insults.
"Life has definitely changed for the better good since we last spoke. Although it will be rude for me to bore you with the detail." He noticed his rising heart beats. From where he was standing, he could see Hermione from her hair to the hem of her dress robe. Her rosy cheek matched her rosy lips. The long thick eyelashes complimented her amber colour almond shaped eyes perfectly. Unlike other witches he met, she was definitely not into over doing her make up and he liked how her make up was natural looking. From his height he could see the shadow revealing a hidden gap between her breast, judging from his expert experience with women, Hermione definitely has his favourite C cup. Everything about Hermione was just breathe taking, it took his memory back to the time when he saw her at the Christmas Yule ball in their fourth year. How flawless she was.
"Wow, AWKARD ! Why do you guys speak to each other like a stranger?" asked Lumen, clearly he failed to notice the subtle hints.
Just when both Draco and Hermione struggled how to response. The CM came up on stage and asked everyone to sit at their assigned seats. The minister of Magic was about to begin his speech. Timing was just perfect, as soon as the people cleared from the dance floor, hundreds of table appeared magically. They bided each other a good night and three of them headed towards to opposite directions.
Sitting down Draco noticed Hermione was just sitting two tables away from him. From his seat, he was getting the perfect view of Hermione.
"Draco, evening." Draco looked up and saw Blaise pulling the chair next to him out "Looks like the most exciting part of the night is about to start." Smiled sarcastically and he sat down.
"Blaise, I am surprise you didn't come with a date this year." Draco asked his best friend who genuinely get along well with him pre-Hogwart and post Hogwart, was also involved in a lot of businesses with Malfoy Inc.
"Ditched her yesterday, too clingy." Blaise had a sip of his wine, as an attractive man with incredible charm, he never had trouble with women. In fact he was now returning a smile at the witch sitting opposite on their table, who had been eye fucking him ever since he sat down.
The Minister of Magic Kingsley began his annual speech. As much as Draco likes Kingsley he has to admit he would rather sit through professor Binn's history of magic class than listening to his speech.
Slowly his eyes started to drift his attention from Kingsley to his 2 o'clock where Hermione was sitting. Like always Hermione was probably the only one in the room who could still sit up straight and actually listened attentively without falling asleep.
He could not recall seeing her at the Annual Christmas ball in the previous years. The dress looked so elegant on her, it really showed off her features well and made her looked amazingly beautiful and exquisite. Draco allowed his mind to drift off further wondered how would it feel to brush her skin with the back of his hand. How soft would her skin felt? Somehow the picture of him slowly pulling down the zipper of her dress with his teeth slowly merged into his mind while his hands stroked forward and backward along her long legs. He wondered what gorgeous view was hiding underneath that dress.
The night went on the Kingsley hanged out a few awards. With the amount of money Malfoy Inc has donated through the year to different charities and research institutes, there was no doubt Draco was honoured with the award of the greatest benefactor of the year – again. Hermione has won the peace and welfare witch award. People have left their seats to congratulate all the award winners, pouring drinks for each other. Everyone appeared to be drowned in this joyful atmosphere, whether they were all thankful the boring speeches were over or the amount of free alcohol the ministry had provided this year. Several wizards and witches went up to Hermione and congratulated her with more drinks.
"Congratulation Miss Granger! Would you mind to sign this?" A witch Hermione never met came up to her, asking her to sign an autograph.
"Oh Miss Granger Congratulations!" Another wizard walked towards to Hermione hanged her a glass of fire whiskey.
"Thanks, Erin. Oh no fire whiskey are way too strong for me especially I already had too much drinks tonight." Hermione tried to recline the fire whiskey the wizard handed to her. Honestly she couldn't remember when was the last time she had drunk so much. She was definitely feeling really dizzy right now, too dizzy she started to worry if she would be able to apparate home tonight.
"Well, make this your last one then! Miss Granger! You need this especially when you work 365 days a year."
"Alright, this is the absolutely the LAST ONE." Hermione took the drink knowing this won't be the last one for the night. After all when things didn't work out between her and Ron and he went off marrying his ex girl friend Lavender Brown, she has been numbing her feelings with work. Maybe drowning herself with a gallons of fire whiskey was exactly what she needed.
The night was still young but Hermione has already lost count of the drinks she had tonight. Feeling the need to get a bit of fresh air, she excused herself from the crowd and headed towards to the patio where it was deserted with no one but a nice night view to offer. What she didn't realize, she was followed by a wizard.
Out on the patio she looked up to the starry night sky where the stars were all sparkling and a chill breeze of wind blew gently on her blushed red cheek. She rested her arms and her weight on top of the rail of the Victorian balustrade, instantly made her felt so much better. Just as she was enjoying a bit of quietness, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned her head and found herself facing no other than Cormac McLaggen.
"McLaggen." Hermione greeted Cormac, feeling a bit uneasy. He has always expressed his interest for Hermione since her sixth years in Hogwarts. When he found out that Hermione and Ron were no longer together, he had been chasing after her tenaciously.
"Hermione, congratulations. And I must say you look absolutely stunning tonight, the dress you are wearing wow!" Cormac leaned closer to Hermione giving her a hug, which made her even more uncomfortable.
"Thanks McLaggen, look I don't mean to be rude, but I think I am going to head back in." said Hermione, like a rabbit running away from its prey.
"Hermione, why do you always make excuses to run away from me? I mean after all these time, shouldn't you appreciate my feelings toward you?" Cormac walked closer to Hermione, placing his hands on her waist trying to make her face towards him. " I mean my feelings towards you has been faithful all these time, unlike that ex boy friend of yours who cheated on you."
"Don't, McLaggen. Don't talk about Ron like that, thing just didn't work out between Ron and I that's all." Cormac's word has evidentially upset Hermione. She remembered the night she lied to Ron that she had to stay late at work on Valentines day. She had it all planned out to arrive home early and gave him a Valentines night surprise. Turn out instead of giving out a surprise she had received a surprise from Ron. Seeing Lavender Brown wearing pink lingerie and a fluffy bunny ear on her head moaning, while Ron thrusting her from the back on the sofa they had recently bought together was unforgettable. She tried so hard to hide her tears. But the alcohol she had consumed tonight was making her really emotional.
"Hermione why do you keep lying to yourself. Ron obviously doesn't deserve you. I just don't understand why you keep refusing to give me a chance?" Cormac now holding her more tightly despite she was struggling to free herself. "I don't understand. I am rich, well connected definitely so much better build and good looking than that red head freckles Ron. I have so much offer for you, any witch will just accept me straight away."
"McLaggen, let go of me! Just leave me alone." Hermione struggled to free herself from his arms, he held her tighter and tighter. She felt sick, something from her stomach grumbling, pushing up her throat. Cormac forcefully pushed himself onto her attempting to kiss her. Hermione was a strong witch but when you had drank so much alcohol in one night, strength was the last thing you have remained. "Your feeling towards me had turn into an obsession. Its not healthy, why don't you go and bother some other witches and just leave me alone!"
Hermione regretted to come out to the patio by herself. There were no one around to save her from this persistent Cormac attack. She knew that even screaming was not going help her, the alcohol was definitely making her dizzy and she felt like she was about to pass out.
"I believe the lady said no, Mclaggen. Sure a gentleman like yourself will always know to respect a lady's wish." A voice coming from the entrance of the patio, Hermione looked up and shocked by the sight of her saviour. Draco Malfoy who had placed his hand on Cormac's arm forcing him to let go of her. He had secretly followed her to the patio since he practically could not take his eyes off her the whole night.
"Malfoy, this is none of your business." Cormac eyeing on Draco furiously. Super pissed that Draco just ruined his best chance to take Hermione home tonight, he had been waiting for this opportunity for so long.
"Well believe me, McLaggen I just save you before Miss Granger can officially file an assault case against you. I think a thank you is in order." Draco stood firmly between Hermione and Cormac. At the very moment, Hermione could no longer hold on to her stomach battle and started vomiting on the floor and struggled to hold herself up. "Now get lost."
Cormac left with anger and a few complimentary curses, leaving Draco trying to hold up the vomiting Hermione alone.
"Granger, how you doing?" Draco handed her his handkerchief so she could wipe off the residue on her face from the massive vomiting and he let her held his arms for balance.
"Thanks, Malfoy. That is nice of you." said Hermione, still a little tipsy from the drinks but felt loads better after the vomit scene.
"Look I doubt you can apparate back home safely in your current condition. Why don't you tell me where you live and I can get you carriage home." Draco tried to hold her up but she was getting more heavy.
"That's an absolutely good idea! Malfoy! And now...tell me what is this nice sandalwood I am smelling? Is it you? " said Hermione sweetly, resting her head on his chest while he was wiping her vomit off her hair and chest.
"Granger just shut up and tell me where do you live because we both know you are about to pass out." And silence, there was no reply from Hermione. Draco looked down and found her sleeping soundlessly and peacefully in his arms.
Standing there with an unconscious Hermione in his arms was the last thing Draco had planned his evening would ended. He regretted his choice of acting hero of the night, he could be in his bed shagging some slag he picked up from the party. But no, he was stuck with an unconscious Hermione with his new robe stained with her vomit, standing like an idiot on his own in the patio. The night was late, most of the people had already left the party, he had no idea where did Hermione live and he could not leave her in the patio on her own like that. Which left him with the only choice. Letting out a sigh, he apparated back to his manor with Hermione in his arm.
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