Well Thanks for the reviews. yes I will explain things along the way. Sorry about all the spelling errors I was up until three in the morning finishing off that chapter. i was seriously out of it. No more three am writing for me! This chapter is full of stragne twists! Hope you like it.

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Chapter 5

Lucius quickly recovered and rushed over to the bed. He gently grabbed one of Hermione's wrists and tugged her partially into his lap. She was a strong woman, that he knew as a fact but seeing her with all her guards down as the nightmare plagued her, made him realize just how fragile she truly was. He made soft noises to try and calm her down. After a few moments she did. Tears streamed down her face and Lucius wiped them gently away with his thumb. He pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her shivering form. Her forehead rested against his neck and she curled up closer to his chest, seeking his warmth. He rubbed her back from neck to lower back then up again. Saying soft words of comfort. Soon the shivering stopped. He couldn't help but notice that she was extremely skinny. He could feel her backbone and most of her ribs. He sighed.

"Open your eyes, Hermione."

Hermione finally managed to push through the sleep induced fog and open her eyes. There was the velvet voice, warm hands, strong arms, sawdust, soap, and spice. The warm hands rubbed her back gently from her neck to her lower back and up again. The strong arms held her tightly in a comforting embrace. And the velvet voice telling her to open her eyes. She opened and closed her eyes a few times. She slowly pushed away from the solid chest and looked at who was comforting her. Lucius Malfoy stared back at her. Deep, dark silver eyes met her golden brown ones. She felt a slight pull towards them. They ensnared her, entranced her. A warm shiver went down her spine. But she still looked. They were locked in a wordless battle. Fighting for a reason they didn't even know. Fighting for something they didn't want to know. She felt herself leaning forward her face tilting up, her eyes still locked with his. He bent his down and their lips met. Hermione sighed and her arms wrapped around his neck. The kiss was intoxicating. It turned her mind to mush. Made it difficult to think, to breath. Ron had never kissed her like this. This was a kiss of a man who knew what to do. Not Ron's pathetic attempts at trying to snog her. His tongue gently teased her bottom lip demanding entrance. She complied, and sighed with content as he gently explored her mouth. His arm tightened around her waist and the kiss became more demanding as his hand held her close by cupping the back on her neck. She tangled her hands in his pale gold hair. Twisting the silken strands in her fingers. She found she was in a battle for control that she wasn't sure she even wanted to win but he pulled away slightly, breaking the kiss. It left them both breathless. Hermione touched her lips in wonder. Lucius planted a light kiss on her lips again leaving them tingling.

"I have a feeling that no one has ever kissed you like that before. Am I right?" She shook her head.

"I've only ever kissed Ron. And that was a performance I never wanted to repeat." Lucius smirked.

"Would you like a repeat performance?" Hermione looked down shyly but nodded. He gently lifted her chin and claimed her mouth once more.

Lucius felt his control waning. He truly didn't want to hurt her. She was so fragile. With her bones being so prominent but he pushed those thoughts away while he gently kissed her again. She tasted like a mountain spring, fresh and new. It was intoxicating. He found he couldn't get enough of her. His hand traveled down her arm savoring the smooth flesh. He kissed her neck and smiled at the low moan that came from her mouth. He kissed her down to her collar bone and then back up to her mouth. He gave her one more searing kiss before he stopped.

"We have to go to dinner, Ms. Granger." She looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"I think after that you can call me, Hermione." Lucius just shrugged.

"Feel free to call me, Lucius then." She gave a curt nod. She slid off his lap and went to walk around the bed when Lucius's hand went around her wrist.

"I am not a very nice man, Hermione. Take care to remember that." Hermione looked at his hand. Then back at him. She slowly grasped his wrist with her other hand brushing her thumb over his pulse. His heart quickened at the gesture. He watched her with hooded eyes. She met his gaze.

"I don't scare easy, Lucius. Take care to remember that." Was all she said before she gently removed his hand from around her wrist. He liked the way his name slid off her tongue. He stood up.

"I will leave you too it. I am going to get changed for dinner. I will see you down there." Hermione didn't turn around but merely nodded. He left to his quarters where an extremely distraught Mitzy sat wringing her hands.

"She is fine Mitzy. The nightmares are gone for now." The elf gave him a thankful smile.

"Oh tanks, Master! Misuss 'Ermes does not deserve tose bad tings to 'urt 'er." Lucius shrugged.

"Well, she's fine now so that is all I can do." Lucius stretched and grimaced at the tight clothes he was wearing. 'You did much more than just wake her from the nightmare, Lucius. I think you like her.' Lucius groaned, this was all he needed. His conscience to give him a lecture. 'Who said I was lecturing? I think you like her. You never did care about blood and what not. So why not.' Mitzy disappeared with a small pop, probably going to go check on 'Misuss 'Ermese'. Lucius grabbed a pair of dark jeans and a black t-shirt out of his closet.

"Go away." The voice chuckled at him and he ran his hand over his face in frustration. 'I can't just 'go away' I'm stuck here and you know it.' Lucius had to give it that one. "Maybe I just turned crazy in Azkaban and that is why you are here." That earned him another chuckle. 'Nope, I was here long before that. At least I'm not guilt. Now that would be annoying.' Lucius tugged on the jeans, reveling in the feeling of dressing into something of his. He threw off the jacket and inner shirt and pulled on the t-shirt.

"Just shut up and go away. At least for now." He scowled and took the small scrap of string out of his hair, so it would hang loose. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was paler than he had been but he had to smirk when he noticed the t-shirt, it was stretched tightly across his shoulders, arms and stomach. He defiantly needed a bigger shirt size. 'But bothering you is so much fun. Here's about a deal. You admit that you like her and I'll back off.'

"How about you piss off, instead." He growled as he walked out of his bedroom and down the stairs. Hermione wasn't in the dining room yet so Lucius sat down at the head of the table. Draco and Pansy came in. Lucius noticed that Draco had his hand on her stomach and his expression softened. He stood up and walked over to them. He picked up Pansy's hand and gave it a gentle kiss.

"It is nice to finally meet my daughter." Draco glared at him.

"Now you pour on the charm." Lucius chuckled.

"You know me Draco. A leopard never changes his spots. You could give it stripes but then it would cease to be a leopard." Draco was thought full for a second.

"You could give it stripes, yes but then it would be called a tiger, dad." Lucius threw his head back and laughed. He ruffled his son's hair and led Pansy to the table. He pulled out a chair and seated her at the table. Draco swat beside her and Lucius resumed sitting at the head of the table, waiting patiently for Hermione to make an appearance.

Hermione sat on the edge of the bed. Her thoughts whirling at top speed. She had just kissed Lucius Malfoy… and liked it, a lot! She touched her mouth again and gave a small smile. 'Be careful what you wish for Hermione. You just might get it.'

"Huh?" She stood up and walked over to the closet, picking out her most comfortable jeans and t-shirt. 'You wished for you dream man to be real. And it turns out he's Lucius Malfoy. He is a fine specimen but he is also known as Death Eater extraordinaire. Why are you even trying to get him out.' Hermione sighed.

"I have a feeling he's hiding something. That he might not be as he claims." Hermione pulled the dark blue jeans over her hips. 'Such as?' Hermione sighed once again and pulled the t-shirt over her head.

"Such as he might not be the willing Death Eater he claims. I have given him opportunities to take my wand or to over power me but he doesn't. I think he can't bring him self to harm a woman, muggle born or not." Hermione grabbed a pen off of her bedside table and put her hair up absently. 'You may just be right. A Death Eater would never kiss a muggle born like that.' She sat down on the bed again and fiddled with her nails.

"I don't know what I am going to do. I want him to get out. I have a life debt to him but he seems to want to stay in Azkaban." She was so distracted looking at her hands that she didn't notice the figure breaking off from the shadows.

"Well, a life debt that explains a lot. Although not that nasty snogging session I just witnessed." Hermione's head snapped up in shock. Ron was standing in her bedroom at Malfoy Manor.

Lucius looked at his clock. The hour was up five minutes ago. Draco looked around suspiciously.

"I should go check on, Herme-I mean Ms. Granger. She isn't usually this late." Lucius made a motion for him to sit down. Draco complied.

"She had been late for all our meetings. She might just have a lot on her mind right now." Draco scowled but at his supper any way. Lucius was beginning to get slightly worried. Draco was right Hermione was usually very punctual.

Hermione's heart jumped to her throat, her face went pale and her eyes were wide with fear and shock.

"What are you doing here?" The words were strangled but legible. Ron just laughed.

"I could ask you the same thing, but after what I just witnessed I would say you are here to shag both of the Malfoys." He walked closer and Hermione's breathing started to become more rapid.

"I'm not shagging any of the Malfoys." She fought to keep her voice even. "I am here to supervise Master Malfoy on his weekend home. Nothing more." Ron snorted his eyes narrowing.

"That isn't what I saw." Hermione closed her eyes then scrambled to the other side of the bed. Ron waved his wand and she was knocked to the floor.

"Just go away, Ronald! Don't make this worse for yourself!" Ron sneered, his face a slight red colour.

"What get sent to Azkaban for the rest of my life? Not likely. After you tell everyone that it was all a big misunderstanding and we get married. Life will be perfect." Ron shrugged. "Hell, I could even over look the fact that you are shagging the Malfoys." Hermione stood up slowly.

"I am not shagging the Malfoys." Her eyes narrowed. "I am doing my job, Ronald!"

"And its in your job description is to give Master Malfoy a snog?" Hermione glared at him.

"That wasn't supposed to happen." Hermione's eyes darted around the room looking for an escape, her eyes landed on the door. Ron noticed and laughed.

"I locked it. You are stuck here." She looked around once more. No escape. Her heart was beating frantically and her breathing was rapid.

"Just go home, Ron!" Ron walked closer to her, she backed up and her back hit the wall. Trapped.

"My home isn't there anymore because you aren't there. I will take you home, Hermione and you won't ever leave my sight again."

Lucius looked at the clock she was fifteen minutes late. Something didn't feel right. He shrugged off the feeling and looked around the room. It felt nice to be back in familiar surroundings. Not locked up in a prison cell in Azkaban. A knock on the door caught his attention.

"Mitzy, would you get the door please?" The little elf smiled and bowed.

"Yes, Master. Mitzy get the door." She returned a few moments with Severus. Lucius stood up.

"Severus. Its good to actually see you." Severus gave a quick nod.

"I would like to talk to you for a few moments." Lucius nodded and followed him out into the hall.

"What is it?" Severus frowned.

"Its not like you should worry. Its not like he's actually stupid enough to come here, with you in the house but-" Lucius cut him off.

"Worried about what?" Severus sighed.

"I have been keeping tabs on the youngest Weasley. He has a five o'clock curfew for him to go home. He didn't go home today. No one knows where he is. I'm just suggesting you put the wards up around your house to keep unwanted visitors out."

Hermione watched as he closed the distance between them. She bolted to the right, he grabbed her wrist and struck her across the face with the back of his hand. Her lip started bleeding. He struck her again but this time with a closed fist. She managed to get away from him.

"Mitzy!?" She called the first name that popped into her head. Ron cast a silence charm on her.

"No use you calling for help. No one is going to hear you." He reached for her but she struck out with her fist and caught him jaw. He stumbled backwards. She stood silently heaving her eyes narrowed. Ron aimed his wand at her.

"You bitch!" His eyes were wild. "You will pay for that. Crucio!" Okay that one surprised Hermione. She didn't know Ron knew anything let alone an Unforgivable. It had the desired effect though. She went to the floor, her body straining against the pain. She didn't open her mouth to scream. She knew that wouldn't do any good. He let the curse stop.

"Surprised I know that one, Mione?" He chuckled it was a horrible sound. Hermione lay panting on the ground her body trembling from the curse. "I learned it from Crabbe. He taught me. The feeling of power is incredible. I now know why wizards turn dark. There is nothing more addicting than using Dark magic. Oh and believe me, Hermione. They will rise again. And then they will finally rid the world of people like you. I thought mudbloods were nice, then I found out they are stupid, fucking whores. The Dark Lord was right all along. People like you shouldn't be alive."

Mitzy was sitting in the kitchen enlarging her Master's clothes. She hear the cry, it scared her. She needed to see what was making Misuss 'Ermes make that dreadful shout. She walked up the stairs and tried to open the door, it was locked. She frowned. Misuss 'Ermes never locked her door. Her big eyes moved slightly trying to solve this puzzle. Her ears picked up a sound. Talking. Some one was talking.

"…Oh and believe me, Hermione. They will rise again. And then they will finally rid the world of people like you. I thought mudbloods were nice, then I found out they are stupid, fucking whores. The Dark Lord was right all along. People like you shouldn't be alive."

Mitzy's eyes went wide. The bad man was here! He was attacking Misuss 'Ermes. She appeared where the Master was. He was talking to his friend. He didn't like it when she interrupted his conversations. She felt torn. He told her to never interrupt a conversation, but she needed to tell him about Misuss 'Ermes!

Hermione lay on the floor, Ron was ranting above her. He had kicked her a few times and she was soon slipping towards unconsciousness. She opened her eyes for a second and looked into the bright blue eyes of the little house elf Pots, who happened to be huddling under her bed at the moment. He looked so scared but he was Hermione's only hope. Ron turned around and Hermione reached out to the little creature.

"What do you think you are doing?!" Ron kicked her once again and lowered his wand at her. "This is courtesy of Professor Snape. What a wonderful curse, remind me to thank him the next time I see him. Sectumsempra!" The blue light only caught a part of Hermione as Pots reached out and touched the tips of her fingers. The familiar pulling sensation of apperating hit her but this time she didn't mind it. This was the feeling of hope. She held the small elf's hand and looked at him. She still couldn't talk but the little elf knew she was saying thank you. They landed in a dark room and Hermione had no idea where they were. Pots curled up in her lap and held onto her tightly. As if he was scared she would disappear. Her body ached she was bleeding, the sharp pain across her back told her that Ron had managed to hit her with the curse. She grabbed Pots.

"Find someone to help, Pots." Black spots danced before her eyes. "Take me to someone who will help." The little elf looked at her with wide eyes but did as he was told.

Lucius looked at Mitzy she was shaking her eyes were wide and tears streamed down her face. She seemed to be arguing with herself.

"What Mitzy? I'm in the middle of a conversation." She burst into wails.

"Mitzy no's! Mitzy no's but she could not go ta Master Drayco! His wife is delicate! Misuss 'Ermes is in 'er room! The bad man found 'er! 'E's with 'er right now! Yellin' and screamin' Misuss 'Ermes isn't sayin' anyting! Oh Master! 'E's 'urtin' 'er!" Lucius looked at the elf with a rather shocked expression.

"Who?" The elf pulled a rather crumpled picture out and handed it to him.

"This is 'im! Please Master! Mitzy tinks Misuss 'Ermes is getting' beatin' again!" Lucius looked at Snape the ran up the stairs taking three at a time. He reached the door Snape was right behind him. Snape lifted his wand.

"Expulso!" The door exploded and both men rushed in to find Ron crawling on his hands and knees. Hermione no where to be seen. Lucius strode over and pick the youngest Weasley up by the back of his shirt.

"What are you doing in my house?" His voice was deadly calm. Severus had heard this voice only a few times in the past but he never really wanted to hear it again.

"Bringing my fiancé home! Except she sort of disappeared. Now kindly remove your hands from my person!" Lucius stared at him coldly. He watched in slight amusement as Ron's face paled.

"You are in my house. Harming my guests. Tsk, tsk." He gave Ron a slight shake. "Not a good idea." Ron sneered.

"You are on probation. You can't touch me." Lucius stared at him then threw him to Severus.

"That may be, but he can." Ron looked up from where he was on the floor.

"You can kill me but you will never find out where she is. She will bleed to death, while you can't hear her scream." Ron laughed. Snape reached out lazily and curled his long fingers around the boy's throat.

"You better hope Ms. Granger is okay." He then proceeded to knock the boy out and throw him over his shoulder. He looked at Lucius. "I'm sure you will find her." Lucius looked at his friend.

"I don't know if I can. And the thought terrifies me."

Ooooh the the many things Snape could do to Ron. Heyyyy you guys could help with this part! oooh! Tell me you will help!