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The Blood Letter
Chapter I: Welcoming sensation.
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The Astronomy Tower had become his favorite place. He knew why: He could see everything from up there. He could see everyone as a simple ant, a simple slave. And he liked it. He liked it very much. Because that made him feel like he had the complete control over all those little wizards.
Oh, yes. It was a very welcoming sensation.
It was like picturing himself in a near future: Voldemort would be dead and he would conquer England and soon the entire world. And most importantly, he would conquer Hermione Granger.
His lips drew something really close to a smile: Ah, yes. His Hermione. His sweet and innocent Hermione. Whenever he saw her smile he thought he felt love… And whenever he saw her with those two idiots he thought he felt obsession.
Just, how could he distinguish between one thing and the other?
He smirked to himself with certain arrogance. He wouldn't have to distinguish between that much longer. Because he already had his masterpiece prepared. He only needed to put it into practice, and then…
…Hermione Granger would be his.
It was just a matter of time.
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Hermione Granger cursed under her breath… again.
She had tried to begin with that conversation four times already, but had failed at it every single time.
The reason? Brown. Lavender Brown.
It seemed to be that that silly girl didn't exactly notice when people didn't wish for her to be there: Even though people politely coughed for her to leave, she seemed to choose to ignore them and be totally focused on Ron: Whenever he spoke, whenever he smiled, whenever he laughed and even whenever he ate, he had her fully attention. And for the love of God, she even looked at him whenever he blurted!
Ugh! Disgusting, really!
But that was not really the thing that bothered Hermione most. It was rather the fact that the Golden Trio was talking about something important. And Ron wasn't even concentrated on that because Lavender was there. And she was cuddling with him, and kissing him, and…!
And he was responding!
Ugh, ugh, ugh!
She stood up abruptly, picked her things up, glared at the couple and made her way to leave the Great Hall. If Ron couldn't contain himself from cuddling with Lavender while they were discussing some important matters, then she also didn't have to take things seriously.
"Hermione, where are you going?" Harry asked, "We're in the middle of a-"
Hermione huffed. In the middle of 'a conversation'.
Seriously?
"Harry, we're in the middle of nothing." She spat, "Don't you see Ron and Lavender are busy with eating each other mouths?"
Harry looked at them shortly and made a face. Ron and Lavender were not eating each other's mouths; they were more likely eating each other's faces.
'Couldn't they just pick a room, or something?' he thought in disgust. 'Yuck!'
He cleared his throat as he looked back at Hermione, who had her arms crossed upon her chest and was frowning.
"Well, but I'm sure he was listening and-"
She sighed out of exasperation.
"Harry, please. Ron, listening? I bet he can't enlist you the last few things we´ve been talking about for these last fifteen minutes."
"Hermione-"
"-No! He's actually here to cooperate, but he's not even paying attention to what we're saying! I fail to see what's the point in continuing this talk in here, where people that have nothing to do about this can hear us, while we eat and while he's making out in front of everybody!" She almost yelled, "So, Harry, I'm really sorry, but if he's not willing to cooperate, then fine! Me neither. It's as simple as that."
"Her-"
"I'll see you later, Harry."
Hermione turned her back to Harry, took a few angry steps towards the door and suddenly slowed her pace, somehow waiting for Ron to react. Waiting for him to push Lavender aside, call her name, go after her and hug her tightly.
She turned around and bitterly chuckled. Nothing had changed: Ron was hugging Lavender even tighter and kissing her neck, leaving a hickey in there. She giggled and laughed, and stupidly said 'Oh, Won-Won, that tickles!'. Hermione looked back to the exit door, sighed and felt her eyes go all watery; they even threatened to shed a tear. But she shook her head, took up with her quick steps again and finally left the Great Hall.
'You're not jealous, Hermione.' She thought, 'You know you're not.'
But deeply inside, Hermione knew she was. And she was furious with herself for that. Because she liked Ron and she didn't want to like him that way. She wanted to like him like she always had: She wanted to like him as his best friend and as his kind of older brother, but nothing more. And still, her heart and her feelings played with her and made her like him, almost love him.
And boy, it wasn't fair.
…Because she liked him. Very much, even. And he… Well, he didn't seem to like her back that way. And it hurt. It hurt badly. Because she cared so much and he didn't even see it. He didn't care.
He was completely blind.
And she sometimes just wished she was as well.
And with that thought, she shed a tear.
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Draco was twirling his wand between his long, pale fingers. He was thinking about what the Dark Lord had said… It was quite interesting, considering he was his heir.
'The Unforgivable Potion', the Dark Lord had told him with his icy voice. It seemed to be that a part from not having any kind of smell, taste or color, that potion apparently accorded to the maker's wishes and no one else's.
Interesting. Hooking, really.
An evil smile crossed his face, revealing his bad intentions.
So, that meant… He could just brew it, think of a wish, and then use it on someone? That sounded ridiculously perfect. He just had to let Potter drink the potion and wish for him to be his little, harmless pet for a while. And then, when the moment had come, he would kill him as painfully as it went.
Because, he had already stated it: Draco Malfoy would not be Harry Potter's shadow. Draco Malfoy would be Harry Potter's murderer.
And there was that welcoming sensation once again.
It was like a kind of a satisfaction he felt. It was like he had reached something he had longed for a long, long time. And yes, it did feel warm, in a way. Warm and ticklish, it was a pleasant feeling.
Just as pleasant as the feeling he would feel once he held Hermione in his strong arms.
Ah, his Hermione. His beautiful, belle Hermione. He could already picture her naked, kissing him hotly and passionately and moving under his body, screaming his name with her sweetest voice over and over again.
Draco, oh Draco!
He could already feel the warmth and the softness of her delicate skin as he touched her. And he would make sure her skin burned just as if someone had set fire on it. He would make sure she screamed his name and only his, he would make sure he was the only man on her mind.
DRACO!
His eyelids closed, his lips opened up, letting his tongue caress them gently. It was such a delicious image: He saw her curls; they were covering the whole pillow. He saw her facial expression; her features were lost in the hottest passion: Her chocolate eyes were shut; unable to open because of the wave of pleasure she was feeling. Her round mouth was wide open; unable to close because she had to moan and scream his name, she had to express the unbelievable pleasure she was feeling. She had to beg.
FUCK, DRACO, PLEASE! MORE, MORE! FASTER! HARDER!
He felt a shiver running down his spine as he felt his erection grow. His eyes popped open and so the picture of his naked Hermione disappeared. He looked down at his trousers: There was a big lump between his legs that threatened to come out if he didn't do something about it. He smirked. His hand would take care of it that time, but he knew Hermione would be the one taking care of it soon enough.
He left the Astronomy Tower, knowing he would come back the day after. Just to feel that overwhelming sensation of control, of power over the others. Because it was so damn…
Welcoming.
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