"Draco you can't. You can't do this." I said to him.

The ones who heard laughed, and told the others. Under their laughter I whispered:

"Seriously, you have to get me out of here. We can fight our way out"

"There is no way out" He whispered back.

But then he laughed loudly and retorted:

"Now its Draco is it? After all those years of "Malfoy" you filthy mudblood. You make me sick"

The Death Eaters continued there laughing. He whispered carefully:

"You don't think I've tried to figure a way out of this. There isn't."

"There must be." I whispered back.

Catching on to his plan. I retorted loudly:

"That was just-just me pretending in front of Harry and Ron"

"Come off it, you must think me a fool. I'll show you who's a fool" He retorted loudly.

The Death Eaters laughed again. I whispered:

"You can't be serious about doing this?" I was beginning to actually get scared.

"Do you see another way out of it, without the instant Death of each of us and your friends?"

His voice got louder as he said:

"You should be grateful, Potter's getting much worse coming to him, from my family real friends over here" He said pointing to the Death Eaters.

They continued there laughing.

"Then… then…" I couldn't think of anything.

"Draco you can't, you just can't" I was in my normal voice, but now I was pleading for real.

"Ya hear that Draco, give it to her now, go on"

"Yeah"

The Death Eater's shouted from there positions against the wall. Draco looked at me. I knew he didn't want too. He was stuck… between a rock and a hard place.

The next thing I know he's pulling my shirt off. More like ripping since it couldn't get by the shackles. I was in a bra, in front of a half a dozen Death Eaters.

"Draco don't. This isn't you. It's not." I was saying anything to try and stop what might be about to happen.

Draco continued to undress me. Pants next. Again he ripped them as they got to my ankles. He did all this without looking at me of course. At least not looking at my face. I noticed he was looking at the rest of me.

"Don't fall Draco, I believe there is good left in you somewhere" I said to him, trying to catch his eye contact. He avoided it.

"Not bad for a mudblood"

"Can't wait till my turn"

The Death Eaters shouted from there spots. I was now laying in a bra and panties. I was freezing, and terrified. I started to cry. I couldn't help it. Draco finally caught eye contact with me. He looked caught off guard by the tears. He reached to undo the clasp on my bra, as he did so, he whispered:

"I'm sorry Hermione"

And I saw the moisture in his eyes. I suddenly remembered that this wasn't just happening to me, it was happening to him too. When the order let us, that is Harry, Ron, and I join, they said there would be moments when you would just have to go with what you got until something better comes along. My crying wasn't helping me, and it certainly wasn't helping Draco. He had to do this, which means so did I. You have to adapt in order to survive.

"Don't be sorry Ferret. I don't even know why I tried. You're sick. You're twisted." I shouted suddenly. Scaring him. I winked at him. He caught on.

He took my bra and waved over his head. The death eaters laughed. He took it, and twisted it.

"No Granger, you're bra's twisted" He yelled to them.

"You're a jerk Malfoy. A dark, evil jerk" I screamed.

Something in what I said, caught his attention, so I thought. But he continued:

"That's enough foreplay Granger. Let's get down to business. Light please" He drawled.

"Lights?"

"What lights?"

The words sounded through the room. Dark. That's what he caught. If the room was dark, no one would be able to tell the difference...

"Draco, my dear son, the lights stay on, how are we supposed to enjoy the fun?" I heard his father say.

"Well" he said as he started to undress himself shirt first. "I thought that was obvious"

"What's obvious?" Bellatrix said from somewhere to the far left.

"You're obvious" He said as he was now kicking off his shoes, and pulling down his pants. "How do you expect me to do this right with you here?" He drawled simply.

"What?" She screeched.

"You're my aunt." He said as he made his way over to me. "And you too father. I can't say that I'm all that comfortable with you two watching me. And Uncles Crabbe and Goyle are my godfather's. I know you all wanted to be here but I figured the lights would be off, and it might not make a difference."

I had to admit this was a Brilliant idea, even if it didn't work. Who could blame Draco? Who wants to have family members watching you… well you know. But would this work?

Nobody said anything for a minute. I continued to lie there silently. This seemed like a family thing after all. Finally Bellatrix spoke:

"I'll admit the boy has a point"

"Yes, he does, but if he is to join in future sessions, he will have to get over it" Lucius said.

"I know that, father. But this is… I mean… I'm still a-"

"Virgin?" Bellatrix finished.

"Yes" Draco said simply, as he looked at a far wall.

"My dear boy, you can't be serious? You were in your sixth year-" Lucius started.

"I was a little busy in sixth year, if you recall" Draco said quickly, interrupting him.

"Fine. You start in the dark, but the lights come on so we can be sure you are doing you're job." Bellatrix stated.

"Perhaps it would be better if he starts in the light and then we turn them off, this way we can leave without disturbing him." Lucius advised.

Most of the Death Eaters agreed with Lucius.

"I just really don't think I can-" Draco started.

"Nonsense. If you are not… ready, you can always get ready with a little help from Ms. Granger… or should I say Ms. Granger's mouth. As I told you earlier an open mouth has other uses."

"But-" Draco started.

"Places everyone. Draco will begin shortly. And by the way mudblood, if you attempt to do anything to 'hurt' my son, I will personally make sure you regret it." Lucius said interrupting Draco, and looking at me.

He turned away. I looked at Draco, and his silver eyes showed hast as his father walked back to his spot. He looked at me, I mouthed "Nice Try" and forced a smile. I knew he could tell I was trying, he nodded his head and stood back.

"After I feel you are sufficiently… enthralled I will shut the lights. Not a moment sooner" Lucius said.

Draco nodded his head in his father's direction. Draco began to step up to the table I was on.

"Come now son, force her too get on her knees and open wide. It shouldn't be too hard after all, she never shuts up." Lucius added.

"Right" Draco said uneasily.

He grabbed his wand from his pile of clothes. He flicks it at the machine, and the table I was just flat on, is now being turned vertically so that I'm face forward.

"Ouch" I let out.

The chains that were keeping me still are now keeping me from falling. They hurt. Draco flicks his wand again, and the chains loosen. I fall hard to the ground with a squeak. The Death Eaters laugh. I have enough room to rub each of my wrists. But then my arms are pulled back towards the table. Draco hadn't moved.

"Just didn't want her to make any sudden movements. She won't be needing her hands anyways." Lucius said.

The seriousness of the matter was taking it toll right now. As I realized what was about to happen, I kept hoping for a miracle.

"Imperio" Draco said waving his wand at me.

That annoying feeling of bliss swept over me.

"On your knees" Draco said.

My body complied. I was trying to fight it. I never had managed to shake off Mad Eye's curses in class, but that wasn't going to stop me from trying now.

"Crucio"

"Aaahhhh"

"Father what are you doing?"

The pain stopped. I fell back to the ground.

"She was trying to fight it. I thought-" Lucius started.

"I thought this was my session, but you seem to be doing more than enough" Draco screamed at him.

"He's right Lucius, leave him be" Bellatrix said.

"Fine. I just-" Lucius started.

"Nothing else father. I mean it. I'll decide when she should hurt and when she shouldn't." Draco said.

I was still gathering my bearings. I didn't hear Lucius reply, but I guess he nodded, because Draco continued.

"Imperio"

Bliss again.

"On your knees"

I wanted to fight it, but I just didn't have the energy. I don't know Harry survived so many of those things.

Draco walked over to where I was knelt. He pulled down his boxers. I closed my eyes. That was more than I ever wanted to see of Malfoy. He grabbed my face, He squeezed my cheeks together. I tried to keep them closed.

"That's right Draco, get her. Make her look at you. It hurts them more that way"

"Yeah the first time you see that terror does wonders for you"

I heard the twins shout. Does wonders for you? Disgusting. But he listened.

"Open" he said.

Not only did my eyes open, so did my mouth. He threw his wand back on the pile of clothes. And there, right in front of me, stood the tall, pale, silver eyed boy that had tormented me for all these years. But he wasn't a boy any longer. And I'm not talking about mentally either. That was apparent after sixth year. I mean body. He was toned, had a six pack, and was hung like a horse. And he was soft. I would've trembled if I wasn't under the Imperius curse. He was going to put that in my mouth? Where? I looked at him. I didn't mean to look at him. I'm used to rolling my eyes at situations that couldn't possibly happen. He caught my contact and closed his eyes and… slid in.

In my mind I wanted to gag. But unfortunately, my gag reflex seemed to be taking a break. And somehow, he fit. Not entirely but he pushed. And then slid out. He pushed forward again, this time I took in more of him. I guess my saliva served as an adequate lubricant. Each time it felt like he would go deeper. He started to go faster. And I could feel him change each time his member ran over my tongue. He was getting bigger. I tried to perhaps move to stop the constant hitting of his member against the back of my throat, but that just seemed to entice him more. I felt something sticky and warm inside my mouth.

Just because I had to keep my eyes open, doesn't mean I had to look. I had been keeping a tight focus on anything but Draco's face. But after a moan escaped him, I had inadvertently looked up. I thought he might be enjoying this way too much, too be acting. But what I saw was a face torn between happiness and despair.

"Feels good don't it Draco?"

"Don't worry about a thing"

"Concentrate"

The last yell was from Lucius. I knew he wouldn't turn the lights off until he was sure Draco was absolutely into it. But Draco was still trying to hold back. So I moved again. I met his thrust. I looked up at him, he had peeked opened his eyes to look at me. Probably wondering what I'm doing. I tried to imply that it was ok. I even tried to nod. He gave another curious expression. I don't know whether it was too say he understood, or was it because I had just stuck my tongue out and managed to touch one if his balls.

We continued like that. Him sliding in and out, me meeting him. I could feel spit, and god knows what else running down my chin. He started to moan louder. As he did so, I would move my tongue more. The Death Eaters were cheering in the background. And I found myself willing him to finish, trying anything that would get him to the point he seemed to be holding back from. And finally with one last dip, one last moan he… pulled out and shot off to the side.