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Chapter 2

My eyes darted around the room trying to find an escape. I saw the door we entered through yesterday and ran to it. When I tried to open it I found it locked so I couldn't get out this way. Frustrated I kicked it.

I turned round and for the first time saw the room. It was very large and it had all the true Slytherin colors: green and silver. In the right wall was a big fireplace with a large painting above it.

Not very surprisingly the painting was him. He wore a suit with his hands in his pockets. His eyes were looking very intently back at you. You couldn't see if he were smiling or not, kind of like the Mona Lisa.

The painting was very pretty but I was very frightened of him and I shivered because of it, bile rose in my throat and I ran to a door yanking it open to find a toilet and I threw up.

After I was done I looked in the mirror and saw I looked awful. My eyes were wide with fear, I had dark circles under them. My lips were swollen and my body had all sorts of bite marks on them. I realized then I was still naked and I ran to the other door in the room and it was the closet.

I chose some baggy sports clothes and realized they were all mine. He must have packed my clothes somehow and let them be brought here.

I went back to the bathroom and drank some water to clean my mouth. After I was done I took a look around the room and saw it was very elegant but also a bit sinister. It was black with silver snakes and dragons curled around the feet of the tub and on the walls. I quickly left again.

At my left was a big balcony and on the right of it was a desk. The desk was made of dark wood and neatly arranged. On the other side of the balcony was a large bookcase filled with schoolbooks and novels.

I kept the bed to look at last. My throat tightened as I took it in. I couldn't look at the place my innocence was taken so brutally but I did it anyway. It stood in the center of the room and it was very big. There was enough place to fit ten people. The sheets were made of black and green satin with silver snakes embroiled in them. I knew the bed was soft and quite nice so now I knew that if I ever get home I will have to buy a new bed that would be hard and uncomfortable so I wouldn't be reminded of this one.

Other than that the room was bare… cold.

I walked to the balcony but didn't open the doors. I just stood there looking outside over the beautiful garden. There was lots of green life and there was a large square pond. It was twice the size of a pool. The house and garden were surrounded by woods and a iron gate stood between it.

The weather was nice and the sun reflected in the large pond.

As I looked outside I wondered if I would ever be outside again. Smell the fresh air, walk in the rain or the sun or swim in a lake or pond like they have and mostly if I'd ever see Harry and Ron again.. probably not.

I wondered if they were ok. Are they still alive or are they already have been killed? I felt a tear slip down my cheek and hastily wiped it away.

As I was thinking about what a disaster my life had become I heard a door open and close behind me. Footsteps came closer and soon two muscular arms encircled my waist. I stiffened but he didn't seem to notice and if he did he didn't care.

"Good morning love." he breathed in my hair. "Last night was amazing, wasn't it? It was such a good thing I found you." he turned me around and started kissing my neck.

I was shaking with anger and fear now. HOW DARE HE? I pushed him away and hit him on his chest. "Last night was not amazing!" I yelled. "You raped me! HOW DARE YOU?" his face turned dark and he grabbed my wrist and hold my hands still against his chest. He uncurled my hands.

"Hermione you have no idea what you're talking about. I tried to be gentle but it had to be done" he growled.

Tears were slipping from my eyes like a waterfall. "What-what do y-you mean? You al-always have a-a choice in the-these sort o-of things." I sobbed.

"No I didn't have one. Without you I'll die." he kissed me on the cheek, turned around and walked back to the door. When he got there he turned back to me. "The bathroom is over there…" he pointed to the door with the bathroom, but of course I already knew that, "… if you need it and that is the closet stocked with our clothes but I can see you already knew that." he pointedly looked at my clothes. "Hermione you are never going to leave here and leave me so get used to this." he walked out slamming the door. Apparently he is still angry with me.

Dpov

Why doesn't she understand? I had to do this. I need her. Without her, my mate, I would die. Maybe you should explain what happened to you and maybe forcing yourself on her was not your brightest idea either. A voice in my head said.

If I tell her she'll run away screaming… well she would try. She would be disgusted with me, a werewolf. I had been waiting to really be with her since it happened.

And she is amazing, so beautiful and she felt so nice, so warm and tight. I can't think of anything else. I know it must have hurt a little since she was a virgin and all but she must have enjoyed herself at least a little, right?

Tonight I will quiet my hunger for her again. I will be more gentle though. It had to be done.

My whole body was already shaking a little in excitement.

You should go back and take her to your library, the voice said. For this once the voice was right. So I turned around and walked back to our room to show her the library. She would love that.

Hpov

After he left I walked to the bathroom to take a shower. First I grabbed some clean clothes and a towel. I went to a cabinet that hung in the bathroom and looked for some shampoo and shower gel. I saw they were all I used at home and some of his. There was also a toothbrush so I brushed my teeth first. After I was done I saw there was also a razor. I took it with me in the shower and shaved my legs.

After I was done they were soft again.

The door busted open "Hermione I want to sh…" I dropped the bottle of shampoo I was holding and looked at the face of Draco Malfoy who stood shell shocked, eyes wide. Then I saw his face change. His eyes turned black again just like when he… no don't think of that. But it scared me a lot. I tried to cover myself up with my hands but that didn't help much.

He stepped forward and doing so came closer to me.

"No Malfoy please don't." I pleaded with him. But it was like he didn't hear me. He grabbed my wrist again and pulled them away from my body.

"Don't cover yourself. You. Are. So. Beautiful." he said. He stood with me under the spray now and he got all wet. I was quivering in fear again and decided I did not like that at all, it made me feel weak. Which I was compared to him.

He gently pushed me up against the wall and we stood chest to chest now. His eyes were returning a bit to his own color but they were still darker and then he kissed me. Very soft and he had my face in his hands.

He did nothing with his tongue… yet. His right hand lowered from my face to my waist and he let it there, drawing little circles. I tried to break free and suddenly both his hands were at my waist holding me still. No pleas not again. With my hands I pounded on his chest again but it was like he didn't feel it just like when he dragged me up the stairs. His body felt harder somehow. Harder then any other body like it was made out of stone.

What was he? Or what happened to him? Or is this just the body of a Malfoy? Do all Malfoys have bodies like these?

Then I started thinking I know at a horrible time, I mean I still felt everything what was going on but he was just kissing me and my thoughts were going really fast now.

Last night when he pulled his shirt off but before I closed my eyes I saw something I at the time didn't give much thought. I saw a long silver scar running from his neck to his shoulder. How did that happen and what or who caused that? just to thank that person of course.

And he stopped kissing me, just like that… he stopped? "I'm sorry but I wanted to show you something." he said with great difficulty. He then stepped back grabbed the towel and draped it over me to cover my naked form.

I looked him in the eye and saw a conflicting emotion there. Apparently he didn't really want to stop but forced himself to because he wanted to show me something. It looked like this caused him actual physical pain.

He dragged me out of the bathroom and tore the towel off my body and for a frightening 5 seconds I thought he had changed his mind but apparently he hadn't because he grabbed my clothes and put them on my body with great care. I tried to stop with a "Really this is not necessary." but he ignored me. After he was done I saw that his eyes were somewhat darker again but they turned back rather quickly. He swallowed hard, grabbed my arm and guided me out of the room and into the hallways.

The halls were not lit which I found very strange because I couldn't see a thing so how did he find his way? Or he must have memorized his house by now or he has more than an excellent eyesight. We didn't bump into anything and when I almost did he quickly pulled me out of the way.

So he's strong, hard as stone and must have and excellent eyesight. That almost looks like a vampire except that there eyes are very red and his aren't. So what is he? I kept repeating that question but I still didn't get an answer. Were there other creatures I have not been thinking of? The answer to that was: no.

Suddenly he stopped walking and I bumped into him. He stood me on my feet again and opened the doors. Inside the room, behind the door, I couldn't see a thing. It was very dark inside. I was about to point that out when he pulled out his want. (I looked at it longingly because I missed mine and if I could steal his I could get out of here.) With a flick of his wrist the room was lit. the room itself was far bigger than I would have imagined. And it was a library! It was bigger than the one in Hogwarts and styled in a modern way with black velvet chairs and big lamps. A little muggle style I see, what would there Dark Lord say?

I wondered why he showed me this. Was he being nice?

"This is our library and you can use it if you want. I thought it might be a good way of passing the time." he said with a smile. So he was being nice and I saw that his eyes were a normal color again.

Without thinking I blurted out: "What are you, Malfoy?" he looked shocked and upset I asked that.

"What do you mean?" A panicked look crossed his eyes and I wondered if I had struck a nerve. "I'm a wizard"