Yes so Draco has finally come to claim his baby. Let us see if it goes according to plan...


One of the thoughts that entered Draco's mind as he watched his baby read was the idea of branding her with the Malfoy Crest. Not as punishment, but as a sense of ownership. Only when she was ready, and he'd have to learn spells to make it absolutely painless and safe. The idea of her having the Malfoy Crest on her body, physical proof that she was his it is...indescribable. Just the thought sent his dark twisted mind into a fantasy, his most violent one yet.

"Are you sure love?" Draco asked a moaning Hermione as she wrapped her arms around him.

"Yes, I want this. I want to be marked as yours." Hermione said pulling him closer still and his hands went up to wrap around her bushy hair. "Mark me as yours Draco. Make sure no one will ever dispute your claim on me." She whispered seductively.

"Okay, love, I will. No one will ever have you. NO ONE!" Draco graved her around the waist, panicking. Someone wants to take his baby from him? No, they will face the true wrath of the Malfoy Line if they do.

"No one would ever try to separate us, they know were meant to be. But still, I want to be marked as yours, my sweet, I love you."

"I love you to" Draco answered pulling her legs up to wrap around his waist and he carried her to their bedroom. Laying her down on the king sized Slytherin green bed. Lifting her shirt up, far father than he needed to, but he loved the smooth, pale, expanse of unblemished skin, one day it will hold his children-protecting and nourishing until they are ready to come out to the world and meet him.

Unbuttoning her pants and pulling the zipper Draco pulled them down till her hips were completely exposed. To him. "Are you ready kitten?" He took Hermione's moan as to say yes and he took the brander and whispered some spell to brand her. Pulling her head up Draco looked deep into her eyes, black with desire. "You are all mine now." He whispered before passionately kissing her.

Draco smirked, soon this would happen, but first he needed to get her to admit her love. Sure this would be an easy task, after all they are soul mates he began walking towards her, admiring her beauty. Pothead and Wesalbee leaving his princess had settled down for some reading. Hogwarts, A History. Draco flew several quick steps in her direction and stood above her looking at his sweet little kitten.

Feeling eyes on her, Hermione looked up and was met with Draco's stormy gray eyes. "Uh...hello?" Hermione asked watching as he looked at her like she was a choice cut of meat and he had been starving.

"Hello," Draco said seductively before sitting beside her. Hermione scooted over to give him some room and Draco frowned at that. Why was his beloved trying to get away from him? That just won't do. Defiantly Draco scooted over so that his thighs brushed his angel's when she looked up at him in surprise he took the moment to lose himself in her eyes.

Her eyes. They were impossibly beautiful shade of brown. They changed, they were always brown and always beautiful, but the shade would turn. When she is angry or sad they sometimes get a deep chocolate brown, when she's extremely happy or excited they get an amber brown color. When she concentrates her eyes turn a spice brown. So many different colors, every second a new color, a new emotion. Draco wanted to learn each emotion and the color it changes for.

Right now her eyes were a light spice color, almost the color of a hazelnut. That most likely meant not quiet just concentration but perhaps curiosity. Draco smiled lovingly at her. He fully expected her to smile back, perhaps cuddle into him.

She didn't.

Imagine his surprise when she instead looks at him with open confusion before sliding a bit farther away again and purposefully burying her face in her thick book. Draco growled, why was she doing this? It was her fault he felt such emotions. She will NOT shun him.

Draco, in his anger pulled the book from her hands and threw it on the ground before pushing Hermione down onto the soft grass. Holding both of her arms above her head with one hand and holding the other over her mouth to keep her from screaming Draco glares long and hard into her eyes. While thanking Merlin that they were behind a tree that was fairly well isolated Draco noticed something about his kitten's eyes.

They held fear, but the color was that of rich, melt on your mouth, milk chocolate. He...he-he liked them like this. It made that familiar part of his body that felt good and harden every time he thought of his baby harden even further. Draco threw one of his legs over her hips, straddling her, so that part of his body was lined up with that part of her body. Let her feel how she affects him!

She started to scream though the sound was muffled, so much so that only he could hear it. He liked it to. "You listen, and you listen now Hermione Jean Granger." Draco said accentuating each syllable of her name with a quick thrust. "You are mine. You completely and irrefutably belong to me. I utterly posses you." Draco snarled looking deeply into her eyes. She looked scared and Draco felt a moment of regret. Poor princess.

"Never think you can get away from me." He said before moving his hand and quickly kissing her. It felt better than he ever thought it could, he was euphoric with the feeling. Hermione's lips were impossibly soft and smooth and it felt so nice against his own. When he finished kissing her long and hard he pulled back. Hermione's eyes were opened wide with shock as she stared up at him. Draco smirked at her while his eyes alighted with his possessive love.

"Come along now, love, it's time." Before Hermione could ask what he was talking about he lifted her up and pointed his wand at her. "Silenceo!" And with that, Hermione was rendered speechless. "Don't worry, my sweet, your safe with me." Hermione tried to fight before Draco cupped her and she stopped in surprise. "Shh...don't worry love. Were going to live happily ever after-just like in your stories. I'll love you forever and ever, and I'll make you feel so good baby."

And with a quick "Accio Broom" Draco had her mounted on his top of the line broom. Checking to make sure the coast was clear he started off for the little recluse he had planned to take her to.


Okay, I've got a few qustions for you guys. First do you want this to end happily or sadly? I am kind of getting tired of all the diffrent pet names Draco has for Hermione so I'm going to choose one to stick with and if any of you have a faviort please tell me. I've got the general idea where he is taking her down and the general feel of the story. Lets see if Harry and Ron can save Hermione.

Oh, and just so you all know, I have not forgotten about Voldermort...