Draco Malfoy stared at the girl with the beautiful brown locks and angelic pale face. Her eyes were closed in deep slumber, so Draco could not see their brilliant gold. She lay strapped across his bed; the only thing she was wearing was a thin white silk nightgown that stopped above her knees.

The blonde moved over to the side of the bed and ran his hand over the girl's flat abdomen. He couldn't wait until she was heavy with his child. He closed his eyes and imagined her swollen belly, her relying on him and him only.

"You better be right about this Draco." The Dark Lord emerged from the shadows. Draco hated the fact that Voldemort could see what only he was allowed to see.

"I know I am, my lord. Without her, the light side is nothing. Potter… Is nothing."

"How can you possibly ensure that Draco? How can you be sure she will be truly bonded to you?"

A dangerous smirk grew on the Malfoy heir's face.

"Soon she shall be with child. My child. She will be bonded with me for life. You know how it works."

A vicious grin appeared on his master's face.

"Yes. Once a Pure Blood male makes a female pregnant, their souls will be tied together for the rest of their lives… As long as the female does not abort." He gave Draco a stern look.

"She will not abort milord. She wouldn't dare. She is too soft hearted." He ran a pale finger over her cheekbone. " And of course I have her wand. Which is locked away in my office."

"She will have to be loyal to me, Draco. You must ensure she switches sides. That she will give information."

"She will my lord. She would do anything to protect life once it is inside her."

"Do not disappoint me."

"I will not my lord. She will not."

Voldemort looked at him for a moment before he gave a curt nod and left the room. Once he had left, Draco locked the door with a flick of his hand and disinfected his room with a cleaning spell. He didn't want his darling breathing in the same air as that vermin.

He pointed his wand a Hermione and whispered a reviving spell.

Said girl started moaning softly, her eyelids fluttering. Draco lowered his wand and approached her. Her chestnut eyes opened slowly, and the blonde could tell that her gaze was blurry.

She gave a little tug on her wrist cuffs, and straight away her eyes came into focus. She gasped and pulled at her bonds hard, struggling and yelping as the leather rubbed against her delicate wrist and ankles.

Her mouth formed an O as her eyes fell on Draco.

"Malfoy?" She croaked.

"Hello Darling."

"Darling? Malfoy what the hell! Help me!" Hermione's voice was hoarse and weak.

"I can't help you. Because I am the reason you are tied up." She blinked at him.

"Let me go!"

"No. You are mine now darling."

"Don't call me that!" She managed to growl.

She struggled harder as he started approaching, climbing onto the bed and straddling her. He reached down and lifted the tiny dress, reveling a pair of white cotton panties.

She yelped and struggled harder.

"Stop it! Let me go!"

"I will."

Hermione stopped struggling and stared at him.

"Y-you will?"

"Of course. Once I get you pregnant you'll be free to roam my room." The relief that had briefly flashed through her eyes disappeared as she paled.

"W-what? Y-your sick! Why would you want to…" Her voice trialed off.

"Because once your pregnant…"

"I'll be bonded to you!" Her eyes widened. "Oh no! Let me go! Let me go!"

"No."

"I'll kill whatever it is you put inside me as soon as you're not looking!"

"You wouldn't. You wouldn't kill your own child."

"I would!"

"Absolutely not." He leaned forwards and kissed her harshly. She struggled beneath him. He pulled away and ran his hungry eyes down her body, resting on her stomach. He reached down again to kiss her, and she moved her head to the side, so his lips hit her cheek.

Draco slapped Hermione hard across the face, and Hermione gasped. Her pale cheek went an angry red. Draco grasped her chin and forced her to look at him.

"Do that again sweet heart, and you'll really regret it. Your not with my child yet, I can still have my ways with you." He threatened, and Hermione whimpered at the fire in his eyes.

"Please don't do this Malfoy." She whispered. "You don't have to do this."

"Your right. I don't have too. I want too."

He placed his hands on her stomach and his eyes widened slightly when it rumbled. Now that he thought about it, she did look rather under weight.

"But first," He said. "We eat."