Author: DanseDeLaMort

Title: Undercover

Word Count: 3171

Beta: None as of yet! (Is beginning to give up on finding one... Nobody ever responds to Josie's messages. *sad face*)


Ship: Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger

Year: Fifth

Plot: Dumbledore needs an uncover agent in Slytherin, and who better than the intelligent Hermione? Using a Polyjuice potion to appear as her cousin Melody Harrem, Hermione enters the dungeons to find not only a world full of sex, lies, and money, but love in the most unexpected of places.

Rating: M for sexual content and language


Chapter Four

By the time five o'clock had rolled around, Hermione had already been pacing in Blaise's dormitory for about an hour. "I can't do this, I can't do this, I can't do this." She anxiously tried to yank off the ring, but just as Blaise had told her before, it refused to even twist around her finger.

Blaise simply watched her walk back and forward with an impassive face. "I don't see what the big deal is," He said, laying down on his bed. "I mean, you've done this before, so just pretend I'm someone else."

Hermione didn't say anything and instead just gave him a wide eyed look as she paced.

Blaise snapped back up into a sitting position. "What was that look for, Hermione? You told me you had."

She smiled pathetically at him, "Technically, you asked if I had ever kissed anybody."

"Please, for the love of Merlin, tell me that you did not answer that question by referring to your mum."

Hermione stopped her pacing to glare at him, "No, it Victor Krum, from last year. But," Her hands twisted nervously, "We didn't actually do anything. He just kissed me good night. He was very respectful." She gave a halfhearted shrug.

Blaise closed his eyes. Why did Hermione have to make everything so bloody difficult for him? "Are you telling me that when we go out there at six, that the Proof will be the first time that you have done absolutely anything?" His voice was barely above a whisper.

Hermione just nodded.

Standing up, Blaise grabbed her hand and dragged her to the bed. "Will you please sit down already? I'm getting dizzy just from watching you and you are starting to wear a whole in the floor." He said, getting more and more exasperated by the moment.

Hermione reluctantly gave in and laid down on his bed. Staring up at the ceiling, she said, "It sounds horrible, doesn't it?" She gave a short laugh, "I'm nearly sixteen years old and I have about as much experience as a twelve year old. I'm pathetic."

Blaise laid back down next to her and rolled on his side so he look at her. "You're not pathetic Hermione. There are loads of other students who haven't done anything."

"Yeah, but that has always been by their choice. Even if I wanted to date somebody, who would go out with the Gryffindor bookworm, mudblood extraordinaire." She let of a harsh laugh, "Oh Merlin, and now I'm complaining about my sex life to a Slytherin."

"Hermione," Blaise said, "I'm sure lots of people would want to go to out with you. Slytherin is just more," He paused, trying to find the right word, "Blunt. All of the other Houses tend to beat around the bush when it comes to asking people out." He frowned, "It's quite sad, actually."

"You're just saying that, Blaise. I know the truth, the only thing I have got going for me is my brains, and even then–" She was cut off by Blaise capturing her lips in a kiss. Immediately pushing him off, she asked, "What the bloody hell are you doing, Zabini?"

"Well, Granger, you were speaking absolute rubbish, so I figured our time would be better spent getting you ready for the Proof." He gave a cursory glance down at his watch, "Which is in half an hour, I might add." Blaise shrugged.

"What do you mean, 'Getting me ready?' How could somebody possibly prep–" He caught her lips again, silencing her.

Hermione stiffened, but she allowed him to kiss her. He maneuvered himself over her easily and whispered, "Relax Hermione, just let yourself feel."

Nodding, Hermione nervously wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him down for another kiss. He smiled against her lips as he kissed her. He squeezed her bottom lip between his teeth causing her to gasp. Taking advantage of the moment, he slipped his tongue in and beckoned hers to join him in play.

Blaise moved his mouth to her neck and began to suck and nibble, expertly marking her as his for all the world to see. Hermione tilted her head back into his bed and breathed heavily, enjoying the feeling of his mouth on her body. Raising her body to meet his, Hermione brought his mouth back to her own. Blaise turned on his back and pulled Hermione over so she was straddling his waist.

Rubbing her thighs up and down, he slowly edged his way under her skirt and up to the edge of her panties. Hermione stiffened and started to pull away. Blaise removed his hands and brought them up to her waist. "Shhh," He whispered. "It's ok."

Hermione pulled away completely and her eyes widened as she realized exactly what she was doing. Jumping off of him, she forced herself off the bed and moved to sit down on a separate bed. Clearing her throat, she said "I, erm, think I can understand the basics now." She blushed, "Uh, thanks for the run through." She looked everywhere except at him.

Blaise raised an eyebrow, but sat up to lean against the wall. "If you're sure."

Hermione just nodded, breathless. "Yeah, positive." She glanced down at her watch. "Only a few more minutes until we have to go out and, uh, repeat that." She fiddled with the edge of her skirt for a few moments, then pulled her cloak around her tighter. "OK, so Slytherin Proof. It requires an embarrassing display of PDA, a family ring, and–"

"A pair of your underwear for display. Preferably a pair that matches your bra." Blaise just smirked at her, "Which I was attempting to retrieve before you decided to run to the opposite side of the room and avoid looking at me."

Hermione blushed again. "Oh, uh, I think I can manage to remove them myself. In fact," She stood up, "If you'll just turn around or close your eyes. . ."

Blaise rolled his eyes, but twisted to face the wall nonetheless. "It's nothing I haven't seen before, you know." Honestly, she was such a prude at times. But, he thought with a smirk, she most definitely had potential.

"Ok, you can turn around." Hermione held up a pair of lacy, Gryffindor Red panties on the tip of her forefinger.

Blaise scowled. "Red? Honestly, you are such a Gryffindor."

Hermione frowned, "No, I just happen to like the colour red." She crossed her arms, "And you can't tell me that all of your undergarments are green."

"No, but they aren't red, blue, or yellow either."

"Well, I happen to own all of the House colours, even Slytherin Green." She glared at him, "I would have worn the green pair, but you said that I should wear a matching set, and red was the only set I owned."

She was supposed to be the most brilliant witch of the age, he thought bitterly, surely that was a joke. "Haven't you ever heard of transfiguration? Colour changing, we learned that in third year." His voice was beginning to reach a pitch that only women ever used.

"Perhaps I wanted it to be red?" Hermione clenched her teeth.

"Perhaps you should learn to not be such a Gryf–" Blaise was interrupted by the alarms on both of their watches going off. "Oh bugger." He stood up and held out his hand.

Hermione swallowed deeply and stared at his hand for a few moments before grasping it with her own hand. "All of this trouble just to avoid sex. It is absolutely ridiculous." She shook her head, "I hate this House, I really do."

Blaise ignored her and opened up the dormitory door. As they neared the bottom of the stairs, Hermione gasped. The Slytherin common room was packed full. More so even than the largest of Gryffindor parties.

"Shh," Said Blaise under his breath. Right, Hermione thought, think Slytherin, think Slytherin. They (somehow) made their way to the one empty couch, where DeGras was standing with his arms crossed. Together they sat down and waited for the eldest Slytherin prefect to start.

Draco moved his way over to the due and said loudly in a formal tone, "Does anyone, excluding Louis DeGras, believe that the Slytherin Proof should be forgotten and forfeited?"

Silence.

"Then let us begin. In first order of the tradition, a ring with the Zabini family crest should have been placed on Melody Harrem's left ring ringer. Please hold up the Proof."

Hermione lifted her hand, where the sapphire glinted in the candlelight.

Draco nodded. "Next in the order of business, a pair of underwear belonging to Melody Harrem should be in the possession of Blaise Zabini. Please hand over the Proof so we may properly identify the owner."

Blaise tossed over the red panties. Holding them aloft in one hand, Draco muttered a spell and tap them with his wand. The underwear floated up and to Hermione. Draco nodded again. Blaise quickly grabbed them and stuffed them into his pocket, glaring at DeGras who had been eyeing them and slowly reaching out.

"And finally, the remaining Proof. Melody Harrem and Blaise Zabini must, for minimum of ten minutes, sh–"

A voice interrupted Draco from behind the couch, "I, Pansy Parkinson, believe that the Slytherin Proof should be forgotten and forfeited."

The already silent room seemed to reach a whole new level of quiet as everyone turned to gawk at Pansy.

Draco frowned, "Pans, you had your time to speak up."

Pansy huffed, "Snape kept me after. Besides, this is complete lunacy. Louis is just jealous that he didn't get the new girl first." She pushed her way through the crowd until she was standing next to Hermione and said, "When have we ever known Blaise fall in love and give a girl his ring? Or even show any interest in a girl other than the unspeakable?" She shook her head, "Slytherin Proof shouldn't be needed in this situation, not when Blaise has never been known for doing this on a mere whim. Come on guys, get some common sense in you."

Hermione stared at her for a few moments, was Pansy honestly trying to help her or was she still trying to get on her good side?

Blaise gripped her hand tighter, and they both looked up at Draco as he contemplated.

DeGras knocked Pansy onto the ground and moved to where she had been standing, "No matter the circumstances, I have every right to call Slytherin Proof. Either that, or I get my date."

Hermione edged closer to Blaise and he wrapped a protective arm around her.

Draco grabbed DeGras by the collar and said under his breath, "Never shove around my fiancee like that again, do you understand me?" DeGras nodded, turning white. Shoving him to the side, Draco helped Pansy up before turning to the crowd and saying, "Due to the circumstances, the Slytherin Proof will be terminated under the agreement that the couple Blaise Zabini and Melody Harrem stay engaged for a minimum of two months."

Blaise stood up and pulled Hermione along with him, "We agree."

The crowd grumbled and began to disperse. Slytherin Proof was one of the most exciting occurrences all year long and now somebody had to go and cancel it. Soon, only Pansy, Draco, Blaise, Hermione, and DeGras were still in the room.

DeGras sidled up to Hermione and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I will get my date with you, gorgeous, I swear I will." Then he kissed her on the lips and shoved his tongue down her throat. Hermione shoved him off and Blaise quickly let off some frustration on DeGras' face while Hermione rubbed at her mouth with her sleeve.

Hermione went next to Pansy and said, "Thank you, Pansy."

Pansy smiled, "Anytime, Melody."

Blaise stood next to her and smiled weakly, "Come on," He said, and led her back to his room.

Sitting down on his bed, she let out a gust of air. "All of that worry for nothing, huh?"

He shook his head, "Naw, we just got lucky. But we both have to keep our noses clean, because DeGras will be keeping an eye on us, or rather you." He sat down next to her and leaned against a pillow.

"I just don't understand what the big deal is. I mean there are plenty of other girls here, not only in Slytherin, but the other Houses as well." Hermione frowned, "It's ridiculous."

Blaise laughed at her confused expression. "Have you looked in the mirror, Hermione? Your cousin is extremely attractive. Add the looks to the fact that you are technically fresh meat and," He paused, "You've basically become the object of desire for nearly every male here at Hogwarts." Smirking, he added, "Perhaps even a few of the females?"

Hermione scoffed, "That could possibly be the stupidest thing I have ever heard of." She frowned, "But it sadly explains a lot of things that I had been questioning since my transition." Sigh. Glancing down at her watch, she said, "It's almost eight, I better go meet Umbridge and her damn quill of torture." She stood up and walked to the door.

"Wait." Blaise stood up and squeezed himself between her and the door, "We need to talk before you go. You'll get back late and this can't wait until morning."

Hermione nodded and moved back to the bed. "Well, let's have it then." She glanced at her watch again. Only five minutes until eight, Umbridge was going to slaughter her.

Sitting down next to her, Blaise stared at her for a few moments before saying, "We need to go over a couple of rules." He paused. "First of all, since the minimum is two months, we need to go through this engagement for at least three. If, at the two month marker, we separate, then the Slytherins will be after us like a rabid werewolf after an injured rabbit."

Hermione nodded once more, "Of course." She moved to stand up, but Blaise put a hand on her leg, making her pause.

"Secondly, we have to keep up appearances all around Hogwarts. Therefore we have to act just like a real engaged couple would." Blaise raised at his eyebrows at Hermione, expecting her to start complaining, but instead she just nodded.

"And finally, while you should already know this, I felt the need to warn you since you accepted a date with DeGras so easily." He paused to lick his lips, "I know how you Gryffindors are. Falling in love with one another at every whim. Well, you can't do that here. Never, ever fall in love or earnestly date a Slytherin. Doing so will only mean that you will be used."

Hermione shook her head, "I'm not stupid enough to do that Blaise," She laughed, "Honestly, I'm not here to fall in love with the first Slytherin that throws me a bone. I'm here for one reason and one reason only. You know that."

He looked at her unsure, "If you say so, but there are other people like Louis DeGras out there." He let go of her leg and gestured at the door. "You better go before Umbridge has a conniption fit."

Hermione smiled weakly and kissed him on the cheek, "Thanks for everything, Blaise." Glancing down at her watch, she cursed and ran at the door. Not only was she ten minutes late for her detention, but she had to go to Snape's office first to gulp down some more Polyjuice potion.


"You're late," Said the hag as Hermione walked into the office. A blank piece of parchment and the blasted quill were already waiting for her on a desk in front of Umbridge's desk.

"Sorry, Professor. Professor Snape gave me a note explaining my tardiness." Hermione held out the note toward the hag.

She disregarded the note and said, "I do not appreciate waiting on errant minded students. For everyday that you are late, you will have three more days of detention added." She smiled innocently at Hermione. "Starting today."

Hermione put on a fake smile and said, "I understand ma'am." She sat down at the desk and picked up the quill, "What lines would you like me to write today?"

"Today, for your lines, you should write, hmm. . ." The hag paused, thinking. "How about, 'I must not be a loud mouth.'" She tapped her chin with a quill, "Yes, that's perfect. I'll let you know when to stop."

Hermione half smiled, half glared at the hag before picking up the quill.


Six hours later, Hermione was holding the sleeve of her cloak against the back of her hand as wandered down to the dungeons. Hissing, she glanced down at the words engraved into her hand and attempted to staunch the flow. For some reason, the bleeding refused to stop. The walls, statues, and portraits began to blur together, slowly ebbing to darkness

Knowing she wouldn't make it to the common room, Hermione headed for Professor Snape's office. Her robes were completely soaked with blood as she weakly banged her fist against his door. The moment the door opened, Hermione collapsed into Snape's arms.


Fife, Scotland

A searing pain woke up Melody Harrem. Her once white sheets were stained with blood. Gazing at her hand and her sheets in distress, she screamed waking up her family and the neighbors.


Hogwarts

Madam Pomphrey performed spell after spell. "It's not working, Severus. What ever curse caused those wounds are deflecting my spells."

"I'll go get Dumbledore." Snape left without another word.


Fife, Scotland

Doctors flurried around the unconscious Melody Harrem. No matter how many times they stitched up her hand and added skin grafts, the bleeding refused to stop and the stitches and skin grafts seemed to just dissolved.


Hogwarts

Professor Dumbledore poured a potion down Hermione's throat. Her body melted back into it's original form. The effect was immediate and the words in her hand disappeared completely, fading along with Melody Harrem's body.


Fife, Scotland

A long, steady beep filled the hospital room. "Time of death," Said one of the doctors, "Two thirty-eight AM." A nurse covered the pale face of Melody Harrem with a sheet. The doctor shook his head, "Take her to the morgue, I need to inform the parents."


Late, late, late, late, late! I am so so so sorry. This chapter should have gone up days ago. And I have plenty excuses why it didn't go up and took forever to write (Despite it's lack of length). 1- I got laid off (Stress), 2- My birthday was yesterday (Lazy), 3- THIS CHAPTER WAS HARD TO WRITE! (Main reason)

Pathetic reasons, yes, but logical and efficient reasons nonetheless. I can't be bothered to thank anyone individually at the moment, so I'll go ahead and thank everyone in the next chapter. However, I would still like to note my appreciation for all of the reviews, alerts, and favourites. It really, really means a lot to me.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll see you soon!