More, More! MORE!
A Patronus erupted through the door of the room Ron was staying in. Lucius looked up briefly and then pulled back from Ron a little bit.
'Master, Draco has left his bed and vanished. The new playmate is loose and somewhere in the Castle grounds. Remus has just released the dogs,' said the Patronus using Snape's voice.
'Uh, coming!' groaned Lucius before setting back to work on Ron.
***
Meanwhile, Hermione had managed to escape the Ravenclaw Tower and arrived back in the Great Hall, hoping to find Ron. She burst through the heavy oak doors to the hall and found nothing. The tank and bed from the lab/dungeon had been moved there but apart from that the place was empty (but also very tidy).
'Oh this is hopeless!' Hermione muttered to herself, 'I'll never find Ron! He could be anywhere in the Castle and I can't search it all by myself!'
Suddenly, an idea sparked into her head, the problem was she didn't have a wand. She looked around the Hall, in the tank, around the bed, under the sheets and finally she got down on her hands and knees to look under it. There it was. Lucius's wand was hidden under the bed where it had fallen from his garter. Hermione picked it up and deftly performed a searching spell. When used, the spell would find whomever you wished to seek and show you where they were and what they were doing at the time.
After a few seconds, a 3D image appeared in-front of Hermione. She gasped in horror, tears springing up immediately as she witnessed the awful image of her fiancé with the wretched Lucius Malfoy. The fact that she had slept with the same person only moments ago seemed to fly out of Hermione's head.
'Ron how could you?' Hermione uttered through her sobs. She dropped the wand onto the floor and thus cancelled the image. For several seconds, Hermione stood by the tank sobbing her little heart out. When she finally calmed down enough to start thinking rationally, her thoughts were disturbed by a soft, slender hand resting on her shoulder.
'Quit snivelling Mudblood, you're giving me a headache,' said Draco with only a hint of his usual malice.
'Get off of me Malfoy,' Hermione tried to twist away from him but Draco only gripped her harder. 'I don't know what you're playing at but your father is sick, you are sick and I just want to find Ron and go home!'
Draco only stared at Hermione silently. She became unnerved under his scrutiny, wondering why he still had his hand on her shoulder. She looked back at him and to her surprise, she saw scratches and bites marring his perfect skin. Thoughts of hatred dissipated and changed into concern for the poor young man.
'What happened to you Draco? Did they do this to you?' Hermione asked with a hint of sorrow and sympathy shadowing her voice.
'Yes,' replied Draco, turning his head to the side, his face grimacing as memories of being chased through the forest by wild dogs re-emerged. Without saying anything, Hermione ripped a strip of fabric from her petticoat and proceeded to wipe away the trickles of blood off of Draco's face. He turned his head slowly towards her, allowing her to continue cleaning his face. Whatever had happened between them in the past seemed to not matter anymore. Hermione began to sing softly.
Verse 1
I was feeling done in, couldn't win
I'd only ever kissed before.
I thought there's no use getting into heavy petting
It only leads to trouble and seat wetting…
Draco watched as Hermione stopped cleaning his face and took hold of his hand, leading him into the tank.
Now all I want to know is how to go
I've tasted Malfoy and I want more
I'll put up no resistance, I want to stay the distance
I've got an itch to scratch, I need assistance:
This 'assistance' came in the form of Hermione grabbing both of Draco's hands and placing them on her breasts. Of course, naturally, Draco didn't care that he was touching a mudblood anymore and followed Hermione's whim.
Toucha toucha toucha touch me, I wanna be dirty
Thrill me chill me fulfil me
Creature of the night.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved closer to him. Draco smiled at her as she tipped her head back, allowing him to kiss her neck. She lifted her head back up and looked him straight in the eye.
Then if anything grows while you pose Toucha toucha toucha touch me, I wanna be dirty
I'll oil you up and rub you down
And that's just one small fraction of the main attraction
You need a friendly hand and I need action...
Thrill me chill me fulfil me
Creature of the night.
Draco pulled Hermione down with him into the tank and obeyed her wishes for him to 'thrill her, chill her and fulfil her' with as much enthusiasm as possible.
***
'How did it happen?!' screeched Lucius as he stormed down the corridors towards the Great Hall, kicking a passing house-elf on its way to the kitchen. Snape followed at his side with a blank expression on his face; Ron followed sheepishly behind.
'I was only away for a minute, Master. I'm sure he'll have returned to his bed by now,' Snape slurred in his deep velvet voice. The voice never failed to soothe Lucius, yet his rage was only dulled momentarily. A heavy thud, thud came from the direction of the entrance to the castle.
'Snape, get the door. Mr. Weasley and I will go to the Great Hall. I hope for your sake that Draco is safe in his bed,' Lucius warned and swept away with Ron at his heels.
Grumbling under his breath, Snape walked swiftly towards the door, his cloak billowing behind him. He arrived at the door and opened it about an inch wide in order to see who was there. His eyes widened a fraction as he saw who was there.
'Hello, Severus. How nice it is to see you again.'
Snape backed up quickly, allowing the man standing at the door through into the entrance hall. The man smiled widely at Snape and nodded for him to take him through to the Great Hall.
'Master…master! We have a visitor,' Snape said in a bored voice which hid his true glee at the visitors' presence. This was the only man who could rid Hogwarts of Lucius Malfoy. Lucius span around on his heel and nearly stumbled and fell as he looked at the visitor with shock on his face.
'You're meant to be dead!! Snape killed you on the Tower a few years back! How can you be here?' Lucius shouted angrily.
'T'is a wonderful trickery of the mind, my dear Lucius. I shall have to tell you sometime over tea; however now, I see that you have turned Hogwarts into a little orgy den; how lovely!' the One and Only Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore said with a glint in his eye.
'Professor! I'm so glad you're alive! Lucius has turned this place into an asylum for men with serious mental delusions. They dress up as women!' Ron explained. Lucius looked at him, whispering in his ear something that made Ron blush, his face turning the colour of a ripe beetroot.
'How exactly are you alive, Dumbledore?' Lucius leered.
'Well Severus and I planned it all out. He'd shoot me with a petrifying spell; I'd lie in a coffin pretending to be dead; lovely ceremony by the way, brought tears to my eyes. Then a few nights later, after you all thought I was dead, Severus here came and released me. It was the only way I could give Harry the motivation to find the Horcruxes and kill Voldemort.' Albus retold his story cheerfully, 'Speaking of Harry, where is he? I came here looking for him. I heard he had taken my spot as Headmaster and I hoped that I could tell him what I've told you.'
A gasp came from the tank and the four adults turned to look. Lucius stomped towards the tank and looked inside, moving a sheet to reveal the naked, and entangled, bodies of Hermione and Draco.
'Hermione,' beamed Albus.
'Professor!' squeaked Hermione.
'Hermione?!' yelled a shocked Ron.
'Ron!' blushed Hermione.
'Draco,' snarled Lucius.
'Hermione,' beamed Albus.
'Professor!' squeaked Hermione.
'Hermione?!' yelled a shocked Ron.
'Ron!' blushed Hermione.
'Draco,' snarled Lucius.
'Hermione,' beamed Albus.
'Professor!' squeaked Hermione.
'Hermione?!' yelled a shocked Ron.
'Ron!' blushed Hermione.
'Draco,' snarled Lucius, 'I made you! And I can break you just as easily!'
'Master! Dinner is prepared!' Remus squealed delightedly as he entered the room hitting a gong. Lucius glared at him, quelling the smile on Remus's face which angered Snape. Lucius turned to Remus.
'Excellent. I see that formal dress has been deemed optional by Miss. Granger and my son. You will all join me for dinner in the charms room down the corridor.' And with a click of his heels, Lucius swept out of the room leaving the servants and guests behind in a very awkward situation.