Chapter 2

Hermione sat on the corner of Draco's bed tied with her hands around a pole behind her. He had tied her up tightly but not enough for her skin to chaff in the time he took his shower. He had been scowling as he tied her like he was disappointed she didn't want to be near him. She had wanted to cringe under that longing look he sent her before he went into the bathroom keeping the bathroom open so that she caught a glimpse of him undressing before she turned her head specifically to tick him off.

Now she was feeling the knot trying to find out how he did it so if he did it again and she had an opportunity to get away she could without letting him know. Felt like a boa knot, fairly easy to get out of once she found the end. He seemed too focused on keeping her to make it easy on her but she found it and then redid it to look exactly the way he did.

She leaned back against the pole and closed her eyes listening for the shower to know when he got out but trying to concentrate on her magic. Trying to feel it and control it so that if she needed it for anything, she didn't want him thinking she was easy to control. If anything she was going to make it hard for him to do anything with her willingly.

When he came out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel she didn't notice because of the semi trance she was in trying to control her magic. He came up behind her and undid her bindings before rubbing her wrist to get circulation flowing better. That snapped her out of it and she snatched her wrist away.

"I don't want you touching me Malfoy. I'm sure everyone's wondering why you have the most hated mudblood in your room like a toy," she said moving away but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back easily. Pinning her down onto the bed face down despite her kicks and an elbow almost connecting with his face he pressed his chest against her back and almost moaned.

"Your no one's toy Kitten, and yes everyone will be wondering why I have you but they'll find out in a matter of hours," he breathed against her neck, taking the chance to smell her hair. He was tempted to lick her neck and she if she reacted but he didn't want to risk her getting more feisty with him, despite the pleasurable sensations running through him right now as she moved underneath him.

"What's going to happen to Harry?" she asked.

"I have no plans on leaving this room for a week so I won't know till I do," he said moving away from her quickly before he was tempted beyond reason and she found a way to hurt him.

"So we're going to stay in here for a week fighting, cause I don't plan on doing anything else with you Malfoy," she said crossing her arms over her chest as she sat on the bed watching him. He reached down to fix his towel and she turned away when he opened it.

"I don't want to fight Kitten," he said moving toward her again. The way he said it would have made any other woman melt slightly, she however stayed cold as ice to him. "Can't we have fun?"

"I don't think our ideas of fun are the same thing," she hissed getting off the bed and away from him when he climbed onto it. He laid down propping his head up on one hand to watch her sit on one of his many green leather couches and sat stiffly. He sighed and got up to get dressed. Once he was done picking his clothes he dropped the towel and watched out of the corner of his eyes as she looked away again unaffected. He dressed slowly for bed to make her curious but his body didn't seem to affect her.

"Do you need to clean up Kitten?" he asked.

"Not if your going to be in the bathroom watching me, I'm already creeped out as it is," she said never turning her head to look at him.

"I've made it so that you can't escape or harm yourself if you stay in the bathroom, I won't watch," he said. 'Much' he thought.

"Somehow I don't trust that last part," she said glancing at him finally to clearly show her distrust of his hospitality.

"Kitten, just go take a bath," he said walking toward her and she jumped up. She held her head high and glared at him.

"I don't have to listen to you," she said and he nodded in agreement surprising her for a moment.

"But I can stun, undress, and clean you while your unconscious to get you that way without your cooperation," he said watching anger spark through her eyes quickly.

"If you ever touch me-," she said.

"I've already told you that I don't want to force you into anything that you don't want to do with me. However I do need to make sure that you stay healthy, and keeping you clean is one of them. We can do this where you walk in peacefully or I take you in unconscious. Guess which ones my favorite choice," he said watching her growl before she spun on her heel and walked into the bathroom. She slammed the door and locked it from the inside but he easily undid it and waited for the shower or bath to start before he would look in.

Once he heard the shower turn on he cracked open the door and looked in. Instead of seeing Hermione totally naked she was standing there waiting for him and cracked him over the head with the towel rack. He saw stars and Hermione run past him to his door which was locked. He glared at her as he got up and grabbed her roughly around her waist.

"What do you think your doing Granger?" he growled at her as she thrashed in his arms furious at him and herself.

"I thought that was obvious Malfoy," she said scratching at his arms but he pinned her to his door with a thud and held her arms over her head and she winced when his body pushed her harder into the wood.

"You will not leave me," he hissed at her.

"For someone claiming to not be a typical Death Eater your acting like one!" she said angrily. He shoved her harder and heard her wince, but it didn't stop him from shoving her hair to the side and licked her neck. He always noticed her neck first since she always had her head held high, even when he was tormenting her in school. She bucked against him harder and almost dislodged him but he bit her neck a little and she stopped for a second.

"If you keep fighting me then I'll have to act like one, won't I?" he asked against her throat.

"Don't give me that crap. You can do what you want and choose how to act. Me being defiant isn't a factor in that," she hissed at him. "You choose your side and you've lived up to every expectation that they set you. There's no way your innocent in this."

"So true Granger, I've tainted myself in ways that wouldn't be in your nightmares. And I've done it all to fulfill one goal and I can't let you jeopardize me losing that," he said putting both of her wrist in one hand and the other around her waist before he dragged her to the bathroom. The shower was still going and she expected him to just dump her in but he turned it off and filled the tub instead by magic, with bubbles and everything. He let go of her and drew his wand before she could attack him again.

"Strip," he said calmly. She stared at him like he was mentally insane and delusional as well.

"No," she said flat out crossing her arms defiantly. His eyes had a weirdly blank look and that scared her more then when he was angry, at least then she knew what he was feeling.

"If you don't I can force you. I've had enough with fighting you tonight," he said quietly.

"At least leave," she said.

"No, start or I'll do it for you," he said pointing his wand at her clothes. She turned and walked into the tub and went under the bubbles and stared at him. He was looking at her with one eyebrow raised and she just peeled off her clothes under the water and threw them at him. She kept her bra and panties in the tub with her knowing he would only enjoy getting his hands on them. She went around the edges and got what she needed to get clean always aware that his eyes were almost trying to see through the bubbles to her body.

"Could you be a little less obvious about your ogling?" she asked him.

He didn't answer her and just kept watching her like a hawk eyeing the mouse it wanted to devour. She washed her hair quickly when she realized the bubbles were fading fast now. After that she went to edge and looked around for a towel to wrap around herself but he was holding the only one in sight.

"Give it here Malfoy," she said watching his trademark smirk appear.

"Come and get it Kitten, consider this payback for hitting me with the towel rack," he said smirking wider as she narrowed her eyes at him.

"You want to see me naked that badly Malfoy," she said toying with him slightly by lifting slightly out of the tub before she sank down as far she could go without drowning. "Try in another life. Please drop it and leave the room."

"I can't trust you at all now Kitten, your going to have to come to me," he said holding it in front of him. She wasn't perfect at wandless magic but she got angry enough that the towel flew out of his hands and landed on the edge of the tub. She grabbed it before he could and climbed out with it pressed against her chest and wrapped it around herself securely.

"That wasn't so hard, was it ferret?" she asked walking up to him. He had a hard glint in his eye like he was furious but refused to take it out on her. "Do I have to put my clothes back on?"

"Check the closet, I'm sure there's something you'll wear," he said making her walk in front of him to his room and toward the closet on the far side of his room. She opened it and was almost impressed that it instantly went from clothes for him to clothes for her. She pulled out the unattractive grey turtle neck that hung down to her thighs and the ugliest(but most comfortable) pair of jogging pants out along with the underwear she found and almost started getting dressed until she remembered Draco was her own personal hell guard and wanted to see her naked.

"Can you turn around?" she asked.

"Are you going to choke me with a hanger?" he replied.

"Can I go back to the bathroom and get dressed?" she asked holding the clothes close to her chest.

"Why? So you can find another weapon to hit me with. No Kitten I'm keeping you in sight for all of the time we're together," he said. Turning toward the closet she pulled on her panties before she dropped the towel and slipped on the bra quickly making sure Draco saw nothing that she didn't want him to see. However before she could pull on the turtle neck his hand slipped onto her waist and she was about to yell at him when his fingers hit her wound. She had forgotten all about it and it was bruising her side badly.

"Let me heal that," he said quietly.

"Why do you want to help?" she asked.

"Because I need to take care of you and not healing this isn't an option," he said. She lifted her arm and let him get access to it. The cooling sensation made her relax comfortably for a second till she felt him stroking her skin gently in an almost loving manner. She moved away from him and watched him lower his and slowly, obviously reluctant to break his contact with her.

"Thank you, but it won't make me complacent," she said pulling on her clothes quickly and curling up on a couch far away from him. She ran her fingers through her hair to get out the tangles until Draco handed her a brush and a rubber band. She took it feeling to tame for this situation. She brushed her hair out quickly and Draco watched her noticing her bushy hair had tamed down to shimmering curls that were easily managed with the brush he had given her. She braided her hair and threw it over her shoulder before curling up tightly into a corner and staring at the wall listlessly as she thought of her friends. After twenty minutes of her not saying anything Draco felt the day wearing on him.

"Kitten, I need to go to sleep. I don't want to die in my sleep so you have to be tied up again to the bed," he said standing up from his armchair next to the bed.

"So your going to tie me to the post again while you sleep? No thank you, tie me up and throw me on a couch. I'll be fine," she said figuring that she could slip out of his knot and slip out hopefully when he was defenseless.

"No can do Kitten, you have to sleep in bed with me," he said drawing his wand and tying her up magically so there was no way she could get it undone.

He noticed when he came out of the shower that the knot he tied was better then the one he did before, no doubt her handiwork instead of his. This time she wouldn't just slip out while he was unaware. She wiggled like a worm away from him but he threw her over his shoulder and carried her to bed and set her down in the middle before curling up behind her comfortably. She fought to get away from him but his grip around her waist wouldn't slack at all. He went to sleep quickly before she could start yelling at him to let her go.

Hermione laid there in his grasp feeling angry that he could just out-advantage her. For more then a year she managed to slip out of slime fingered Death Eaters like him. She knew what he wanted, she had no idea what he was waiting for. Probably wanted her to start trusting him and then take her before shoving it in her face that she gave in. She stiffened when she heard him mumble her name in his sleep like it was a prayer. Coming from him that was the single most creepy thing she had ever heard, and she heard the basilik speak before it petrified her in second year. It had been so terrifying to hear the disembodied voice speak that Harry had been hearing all year and she never figured out how she got that ability. Her parents were her parents and they were muggle and so were the fifteen generations before them, she made sure. It made absolutely no sense but it came in handy during camping when she found one hanging around and needed venom for a potion or spell.

"Mm, Hermione," Draco whispered against her throat. He nuzzled his nose into her neck and kissed at her neck before she started wiggling away from him. He woke up with a start and looked at her confused.

"Where are you going?" he asked sleepily.

"Away from you. I don't want to be pawed on when your asleep," she said managing to collapse on her stomach a few inches away from him.

"Why weren't you asleep?" he asked rubbing his eyes before reaching over and pulling her against his chest.

"You think I can sleep in the arms of a Death Eater?" she asked sarcastically.

"What do you want me to do? I can't trust you as far as I can throw you, and that's far Kitten," he said starting to fall asleep again.

"Tie me to the headboard on the other side and let me sleep by myself," she said. He groaned and searched for his wand on the night stand and did as she suggested making sure one of her legs was tied to the bottom and she was hooked to the headboard so she could lay down but not get off the bed. Helping her get a pillow under her head he laid back down facing her with his arm over her stomach in a casual position but there to make sure she didn't run away. Grudgingly she fell asleep facing him to make sure she could try and bite him if he made more moves on her, dreaming or awake.

She couldn't find any peace from him in her dreams either. She was back at the fight and everything was going well until he showed up with lust in his eyes. She ran away after defeating her opponents and to tell Harry to hurry up when she saw Draco already fighting Harry and winning. She ran forward to tackle him but before she reached him Harry fell and Draco caught her in his arms. Forcing her chin up he smirked at her scared expression. She tried to look at Harry but his grip on her chin wouldn't let her.

"Mine," he whispered before he moved in to kiss her.

Hermione sat up in bed and screamed, feeling like her heart was going to come out of her chest from the adrenaline pumping through her veins. Draco ran in from the hallway where he was speaking to someone and looked around for a potential threat.

"What happened? Screaming around here isn't a good idea," he said walking up to the bed. He still looked concerned as she pulled her knees up to her chest and closed her eyes to calm down.

"I had a nightmare, that's all," she said. She looked at him confused because she was untied. "Why did you untie me?"

"Because I woke up and you looked uncomfortable," he said starting to walk back toward the door. "Stay there, a house elf will bring you breakfast in a minute."

Draco closed the door behind him and apologized for leaving Voldemort standing there.

"What was wrong with her?" he asked.

"A nightmare, milord, nothing more," Draco answered.

"I take it that you've slept with her by now," Voldemort said and watched Draco shake his head.

"I don't want to force her," Draco said.

"Good boy. Now as I said last night you may have a week off, but I need you to go on one more mission for me before it starts. Shouldn't be too hard to find a book at Hermione's parents house now would it?" Voldemort asked.

"What book am I going to look for milord?" Draco asked.

"Simple diary that her mother has in her possession. Red cover and no writing inside. Leave Hermione here," Voldemort said looking at the door for a second before he left in a blink of an eye.

Draco sighed in frustration and went back into his room catching Hermione as she tried to run past him out the door. Dragging her to the breakfast that had been delivered for her he made her sit down and then sat across from her. She picked at her food not really wanting it or to be across from him.

"What was your nightmare about?" he asked.

"The fight," she said not wanting to know it was actually the thought of kissing him that made her scream in terror.

"Hm," he said simply not believing her at the moment. He finished his breakfast and watched her pick at hers but not eating much. "I have to leave for a while. Do I have to make someone watch you while I'm gone?"

"I don't need a guard," she said.

"If I come back will everything be destroyed and you hurt?" he asked.

"No, the only thing I want to destroy is you," she said crossing her arms and watching him sigh.

"Alright then Kitten, I'll be back in three hours tops. Have fun alone," he said disappearing in his Death Eater garb. Hermione looked at her breakfast and then at his empty space.

"Trust me, I will," she said starting to eat her food.

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