There were a few mistakes in the last chapter and I do apologize. I was rushed to finish so I could post it as well as get back to work and running on no sleep for over 24 hours. Please review and tell me what you think. I actually didn't see this going as far as it had, but I'm glad my sleep deprived mind worked it out so well. Anyway, please review so I know your thoughts and opinions on the story and I know what to do with it, though I am hoping some direction will be given to me this weekend. Yours Truly ~E.L.D.
Climbing back through the portrait to her common room she stopped dead when she came across Draco standing there in the middle of the room seemingly fuming. If she squinted she could almost just see the smoke come out of his ears. She tread cautiously as she stepped forward, looking about the room to see if anyone else was there. No one, which was good. She stepped up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder and he seemed to melt at her touch. His startled expression turned to her and the tension in his body dissipated and he seemed relaxed, as if the scene she'd walked into never had been.
"What's wrong?" He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"I went to Snape's portrait in the dungeons and he told me all he knew on the matter, and sent me to talk to Dumbledore's portrait in the Headmaster's Office. Neither know a way to reverse it and they only proved what I'd already thought. Though they don't know it's you, I wouldn't let either of us be singled out like that so soon." She noticed the light pink tinge to his cheeks after his explanation and she smiled. He gave a weak smile and slid his arm around her waist, pulling her into a one-armed hug. "We're stuck in this situation... Hermione." Her name on his tongue seemed to be foreign and he hesitated before saying it. At least, she conceded, that he's trying. She sniffled, trying hard not to cry. She didn't need to spill anymore tears over this, after all, she brought it on herself by getting so wrapped up in the anger, the touches and the pain. He sighed, let his arm drop and stepped away from to go to their little kitchenette.
"Her... Hermione, look. I have a plan about how to transition this into our everyday lives. That is... unless you'd rather keep it a secret till we graduate." She looked at the floor not even having moved once he took the wall of warmth she'd been leaning against. She wondered why it was suddenly assumed that they were a couple, when they in fact had not ever even talked about it, so in fact, they weren't a couple, yet. She frowned as she thought about the possibilities, and concluded the most that could happen is total exile from everyone she or he knew. Not like, at this point, she cared much. Since the war ended he was the only one that made her feel anything... anything at all, and sadly that's why she'd gotten stuck in this head first.
"Honestly, I couldn't care less." He looked at her for a moment and sighed. Already the bond between them was strong enough he could tell what line of thinking she was taking by her emotions. He stood in front of the sink and leaned against it, palms on the rim of the counter.
"I know. I know you don't care. Neither do I. Frankly they could all just go fuck themselves, but your reputation is too important for us to ruin it." She shrugged but he didn't see it."Look. I still don't like you, you still piss me the fuck off, but I am trying, we got ourselves into this situation and frankly, we might as well make the most of it." He turned and stalked back to her. "Our blood might be the same now, but you are still not worthy in my eyes. What we've done... what we did... that was a mistake, but one we have to now live with." She turned around for a moment once he stopped walking and talking. Once his words sunk in though she turned on him and slapped him.
"You know what? This, you, me. Not going to happen. I refuse to be treated as the dirt you refuse to even step upon while we are bonded! I will find a way around this and we will never be anything!" She screamed at him. He just watched her, one hand on the cheek she'd turned red from the force of her anger. The glint in his eyes matched hers but neither was going to make a move. "We can live separated from each other, we have our own lives. This was a set back, a hindrance, but we still don't need each other." She felt a pang of something and a slight frown appeared on his face, she knew it wasn't her feelings that were bothering her now, she was solid in what she was saying so the pang of hurt and betrayal weren't coming from her own chest. He glared at her and took another step toward her but she shook her head at him and stepped back, realizing too late she'd stepped too close to the wall. She didn't want to come off as scared so she stood her ground, if she had to fight her way out of this, she would, one way or another.
"I get it. You think that your the better one, that you don't need me-"
"I don't need you." She spoke over him affirming that statement, he kept talking as if she never opened her mouth.
"at all. Even though from now on I'll be the only one who can pleasure you," He stepped into her space and one hand cupped a breast and the other started rubbing over her middle, "I will be the only one who can make you shiver," He leaned down and nipped at her neck just over the pulse and goosebumps spread across her arms, down her body and through her legs. She did shiver, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that she was affected. She closed her mouth and leaned out of his touch as much as she could. The hand that was on her breast moved down to her waist and pulled her back to him. "I may not like you, but that doesn't mean I can't use you for my own pleasure." With that he kissed her and she bit his lip. She drew blood on her first bite and he growled but didn't pull away.
He continued to kiss her with fervor and as much as she continued to fight him off he would not let her go. She wasn't strong enough to keep him away and her resolve was diminishing quickly. After a long battle of the tongues he won and pushed her flush against the wall. She pulled away from the kiss to draw much needed air into her lungs and his hot wet kisses moved down her neck and over her pulse point where he nipped and suckled.
"Why... why are you even doing this? You've never liked me. I don't see why your being so compliant now of all times!" She tried again to push him off, her palms on his chest but he grabbed her hands, pulled them away and shoved them into the way, she let out a yelp from the slight pain that her hands received, and he pushed them up over her head. He looked her in the face a growl emitting from deep in his throat. He bared his teeth at her before clashing his mouth with hers for another heated battle. He put but of her wrists in one hand, holding her there and with his now free hand he ran it down her side and to her ass where he cupped it at first then lifted her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. He let go of her wrist and his hand slid down to the bottom of her back and he pushed off from the wall and made their way to his bedroom. She tangled her hands through his hair and tightened her grip, causing him to growl from the pain. He slammed the door shut with a foot once he got to the room. He still hadn't answered her one question, not having moved his mouth from hers.
"I..." He threw her onto the bed and she yelped, "am..." He rid himself of his shirt, "using..." His hands moved quickly and undid his pants, dropping his boxers along with them, "you." He finished and climbed onto the bed to rip her shirt off, then moved down her, kissing and nipping his way down to hook a finger in her skirt and pull it and her panties down and off her legs. She took this opportunity to scoot backwards and to the other side of the bed to try and escape. He pounced on her and grabbed her about the waist and threw her back to the middle, hastily he crawled on top of her and pinned her to the bed. "You aren't going anywhere you Bitch!" She smacked him across the face for the name, Mudblood would have been normal and she could have taken it, but Bitch? No, oh hell no. The claws were coming out now and after that thought she roughly ran her nails down any surface of his body she could. He growled and bit hard on her neck and drew blood, just like the night before, except tonight he knew what was happening and he licked the blood up.
He let out an animalistic growl and she knew what he'd done, she screwed her eyes shut, breathed in and moved forward fast and bit his neck, biting him just as hard, breaking skin and drawing blood as well. She licked the blood up and she felt something inside her stir and she moaned. She felt disgusted at herself for how they were acting, it was like they had inner animals and they wanted out to play. He jerked some at her bite, not expecting it but as he felt her licking the blood he couldn't help but groan from the pleasure it brought. Somehow, the pleasure they were giving each other was heightened and he wasn't sure how, wait, yes he was, it was the bond. He nearly threw her away from him before he reconsidered.
He figured he'd fuck her and leave her. He wrapped his arms around her and her legs automatically moved around his waist and he rolled them over so she was on top. As they flipped her core was centered on his and when they settled in the new position she slid down on him without realizing it because she was so wet he slid in with no resistance. She felt him though all the same and when she realized how the new position worked she dropped the rest of the way onto him and sat a moment letting the feelings center her. His grip tightening almost impossibly more so on her hips brought her back to what was going on and he started moving her, letting her pick up the motion and start her own rhythm.
After some getting used to it she started an almost barbaric ride atop him and he loved it, every moment that she was bucking her hips, picking them up, slamming them back down, rocking and repeating. It was driving him insane and he ran his hands up to her chest and borderline caustic movements against her breast as he felt them, learned them, committed them to memory. He was thoroughly enjoying her abandon and cut-loose actions above her and as she found her release he flipped them back over and drove himself into her, deep, fast and he filled her completely. It wasn't long before she was coming hard again and this time he let himself go, coming hard into her, several more thrusts and he was spent. He leaned over her for a few moments before he rolled onto his side next to her.
"Just remember this: I've used you as well." She said as she got up, grabbed her clothes and was out the door before he could even get off the bed to stop her. She made her way to her room and locked the door behind her. She was glad she had her own private bathroom. She made her way into the bathroom and stood in front of her mirror. She shook her head at what she saw, the bruises, the cuts and welts as well as the now 5 bite marks and a few random hickeys across her whole body. She pulled her wand out of the pocket it had in her shirt, poor thing was just shreds now, and pointed it to the bite marks to heal them. She stopped when she remembered Malfoy hadn't used a contraceptive charm on her this time. She closed her eyes and sighed, slowly calming herself down before she freaked out. She'd find a way to go get a potion from Madam Pomfrey later. She continued healing herself and she knew she couldn't do much more than use a glamor charm on her bruises and welts, but that would wait till after her shower. Which she turned on and climbed in letting the cold, but quickly warming water run over her.
There was something wrong with her, she knew it, but there wasn't anything she could do. Well, she could go to St. Mungo's, except that they didn't have a psych ward for helping people, just committing people. Maybe when she goes home she could go to a Muggle Shrink, that should work. She sighed and relaxed into the water, her head a mad mass of jumbled thoughts that were zooming around so fast she could barely keep a hold on any of them for more than a second or two. Once she stepped out of her shower she moved back in front of her steamed up mirror, wiped it off and grabbed her wand. She cast the glamor charms on everything abnormal on herself and then shook her head wondering yet again how she got herself into this mess. She dried her hair with her wand but for the first time this year didn't care about doing anything with it so it, per usual when she was younger, stuck out everywhere because of how frizzy it was. She knew she look unappealing now o anyone but frankly she couldn't care much at all. Making her way into her room she got dressed and left their room to go to the Gryffindor common room.
She was stopped by the Fat Lady, wondering why she was out so late at night, so she improvised and said she'd been sent by McGonagall to fetch Ginny Weasley for reason's that were left between the three. The Fat Lady didn't like not being included, because the chance of such a juice piece of gossip would out due any of the other portraits for awhile, but she let Hermione in. Once in she looked around the common room but didn't see Ginny so she went up to her room and found her laying on her bed reading something. She rushed over and nearly scared Ginny who's booklet flew from her hands and on to the edge of the bed where it proceeded to slide off to the floor and close. Hermione looked at it, read the cover 'Pregnant? Don't worry, here's all you need to know!' in flashy green and orange colors.
"Gin, I really, really need you to come stay with me tonight. I'll explain everything later but please, come." She pleaded with her friend and the look Ginny gave her could rival any news reporter figuring they could just have caught the wrong end of a report. Hermione made a 'come hither' motion and Ginny shrugged, got up, picked the booklet up, stowed it in her trunk and left with Hermione after grabbing some change of clothes. They didn't talk all the way to her common room and Hermione almost regretted having Ginny come with her once she stepped into the common room and Malfoy was there. He looked as if he was about to start in on her when he noticed Ginny and shut his mouth, turned on his heel and went back to his room. Ginny, shocked to see a half naked (only pants) Malfoy, with bite, claw marks and bruises all over his torso, his hair ruffled and the smell of sex coming off him in waves. The smell alone was enough to get to Hermione, then the sight of him, oh that just made her thoughts nearly leave her. Ginny put a hand on her arm and she snapped back to herself and lead them to her room, locking it behind and silencing it for good measure.
"What's going on 'Mione? Oh and did you see him? Wonder if he's hiding a vampire mistress in there." Hermione couldn't help but scoff at the idea of him even being able to handle a vampire. Ginny caught the roll of Hermione's eyes and gave her a questioning look. The brown-haired girl caught this and sighed.
"That's kind... of... uhm, well you see... what I wanted to... uhm, talk to you about" Hermione glanced at Ginny before looking anywhere and everywhere else than her friend.
"What do you mean? You're not suggesting that you know who gave him all those marks?" She nodded and Ginny grabbed the older one's chin, forcing Hermione to look at her. "Tell me what's going on then, out with it." Hermione sighed, shook off her hand and sat down on the edge of her bed.
"Well, honestly, I'm not even really sure about it myself. I mean it just kind of happened." She stopped and looked up at Ginny, tears in her eyes and Ginny, still not comprehending what is going on, walked over and hugged her friend.
"Tell me. I won't judge." Her friend took this piece of information and was overjoyed yet still highly distraught over it that the tears wouldn't stop coming and she ended up curled into her friend, bawling like a child. Soon enough there was banging on her door and she could her her name being called out by the one person she was crying over.
"Hermione! Open this Damned door before I blow it off it's hinges! Hermione! Gahd Damnit Granger do not make me force my way in there!" He wasn't expecting the door to open at the last to reveal a glowering Ginny.
"What is it you want Malfoy?" Her voice was dripping venom and he sneered at her.
"I want to know why she's crying and make her stop." Ginny raised a skeptical eyebrow and started to shut the door in his face but he pushed it open and stalked over to his witch. He knelt down in front of her and made her look at him. When she did she stopped crying and shook her head. Ginny wasn't able to comprehend what was happening, it was like they were communicating silently, or telepathically. How right she was on that deduction.
"What's wrong 'Mione? Tell me please." This is what she'd shook her head at, his words in her head causing her to stop crying from shock. They seemingly just stayed there staring at each other.
"I just needed someone to talk to about what's been going on and she just told me that I could trust her. It kind of made me really relieved. I'm sorry to make you come all the way over here." He sighed and shook his head in return.
"It's ok, I just felt your pain and relief and worry, it was a tad overwhelming even from across the way." He raised a hand to her cheek, forgetting about the other female in the room, and wiped at the tear marks on her face gently. "Calm down please. We could have talked about this you know. You didn't need to run off like that."
"Oh please, like it wouldn't have ended up in another argument and with us shagging ourselves breathless again. I know how this is turning out to be like. Please just leave now." He nodded and half stood, placing a kiss on her forehead before standing fully and leaving the room, glaring at the redhead the whole time once he'd caught sight of her again. He stopped at the doorway and turned back to look at Hermione.
"Just remember we are in this together, see how strong the bond is now? It'll only get stronger till it hit's its max and levels out with us. There is no getting around it. If we fight it, it ends up badly for the both of us. Goodnight My 'Mione." He left and Ginny shut the door behind him. She turned and looked at her friend who was now wiping at her eyes like there was no tomorrow. Ginny walked over and sat on the bed and Hermione froze for a moment.
"It's you then?" Hermione nodded and Ginny sighed before running a hand through her hair and laying back on the bed, pulling Hermione with her. "The boy's won't be happy now will they? Wanna tell me how it happened?"
"Well we were fighting yesterday. Gin, I don't know why but he makes me feel alive, feel things I didn't even know I could! On all ends of that peculiar rainbow." She sighed and turned on her side to face her friend who copied her action. "Well anyway, somehow he had me against the wall and started snogging me. It was incredible, but I fought him anyway. It all lead to us well..." She paused and took a shuddering breath before continuing. "We ended up having sex there, on the living area's floor. Hard, rough, and oh so fantastic!" They both blushed at this and Ginny nodded for her to continue. "He was my first, and honestly I don't think I could have asked for it to be any more perfect than it was. Sadly though, with how rough we got, we both ended up bleeding and he said that, with our blood combining, and the fact I'd been a virgin, caused us to become Blood Bonded.
It's horrible Gin! Just horrible! He's rotten, evil, rude and too damn arrogant for his own good." She closed her eyes to stop the tears from flowing so Draco wouldn't make another appearance. "I've turned into a masochist or something Gin, but I like it. I shouldn't, I should hate him and I should hex him and all those things, but honestly I don't want to. I want to be taken into his arms and held there, no matter how much we hate each other, this bond is fucking it all up. You saw how gentle he just was with me. He wouldn't have acted that way without the bond. I don't want a love forced by magic, I want to get it on my own." She had her eyes closed and her face buried in Ginny's shoulder by this point and half her words came out rushed or around the silent sobs that were racking her body. She got them out though, all she was feeling and everything about what was happening to her. She continued to tell Ginny for another ten minutes about the conflicting emotions and how she felt and Ginny just listened and nodded when was appropriate. When she'd slowed down and calmed some Ginny finally spoke.
"Blood Bonds are complex and not something you can undo at all. You try you die. Did you know Mum and Dad are Blood Bonded? They did that after they were married so that they would assure that their marriage would survive. A brilliant plan, but foolish one. They are lucky that they'd already loved each other, it just made the bond settle with them faster and made it easier for them to live their lives. If you try, though, to live without the bond, or keep fighting it, well, 'Mione, you are setting yourself up for heartache to the fullest. Malfoy seems to be able to embrace it better because he knows all this already. This is one of those many things that Muggle-born's grew up not knowing because those with magic in their family grew up being told this from a very young age. It was why he was able to tell what had happened so quickly, he had the knowledge there in his head already, the actions just had to match." She sighed and pulled Hermione away from her and the older witch just looked so distraught that she almost didn't keep going. "You need to accept it, learn to let it guide you, it will make Malfoy's and your life's so much easier. If you marry someone else the bond won't ever let you fully love them, nor will it let you have children with them, as well as it will keep you from being happy unless you are with your bonded." Hermione nodded and sighed. She just needed to sleep on it, her mind seemed to work better that way, once it's had sleep.
"Can we sleep now?" Ginny nodded and they moved under the covers, Ginny holding Hermione as she cried herself silently to sleep. Once the older girl was asleep the door opened and Ginny looked over to see Draco standing there motioning to her to follow him. She maneuvered Hermione off her and let her burrow deeper into her pillows and blankets and got up to follow the Head Boy out to the common room. She stood on the opposite side of the room from him, he leaned against the fireplace and when he turned to look at her she noticed he'd freshened up, no longer were there bruises, his hair looked still partly wet and the smell of sex was gone.
"I heard everything." Ginny nodded and sighed, moving to sit on the couch. "I was standing at the door since I'd left."
"I know, I heard you, you weren't entirely quiet, especially at certain time's, I think she nearly heard you swear once, but i caught her attention before she could get up and investigate." He nodded his thanks to her, that was the most she'd get from him and so she took it.
"I am accepting of this bond because it's irreversible and now she's the only one for me. My family won't be happy, your friends won't be happy either, but frankly, I don't give a damn." Here she nodded and he sat in the armchair not far from her and clasped his hands together. "I told her that I knew a way to let our relationship blossom into society this school year or that we could keep it a secret. I never got an answer, in fact I believe shortly after she slapped me and said that we weren't going to do anything." He sighed and hung his head. "I'm not proud to say that I instigated it and feel she's right. You're one of her closest friends, tell me how to go about dealing with her." He looked up and his commanding tone mixed with his pleading eyes left Ginny in a tight spot. She looked down at her lap and sighed, maybe getting this off her chest to someone else would help them as well.
"Draco, look, there might be something you need to know, and someone else who you can talk to about this a bit more. You see, you aren't the only one in this situation, I'm Blood Bonded as well. Unfortunately, things for he and I aren't going as well as we thought and right now... well, he just found out earlier, so it's ok to tell you, I'm pregnant with his kid. He can't run from this and neither can I. This is my last year and his as well, but I may have to drop out before the end because of the baby and repeat this year." She stood up and made her way back up and over to go to Hermione's room to go back to bed but stopped before she was completely out of the room. "Oh, we're also married, in secret of course." She chuckled and shook her head. "Go talk to Blaise Zabini, my husband, he'll help you." Draco looked at the spot she'd just been standing in too shocked to do much of anything else. He shook his head and stood to go down to the dungeons to talk to Blaise. He was running on hardly any sleep, but he needed to know what to do. He needed help and Blaise seemed to be just the perfect person to help him out.
Ok... Honestly, another few nights of hardly any sleep. Seems all the best idea's come when I'm mostly not there. So, please, review and tell me what you think and possibly give ideas of where to take this because I'm not even sure. Night. ~Elf.
