A/N – Hey! Thanks to all of you who have reviewed! I appreciate the feedback.
Chibidaima – I'm just wondering why you think my story is weird? I guess "weird" is just not a word that ever occurred to me to describe Dark Ecstasy. Just curious!
I know you all feel bad for Hermione…me too. But, this is an angst fiction and there are some really selfish, sadistic characters in the Harry Potter universe. I'm trying to make everyone as canon as possible. There will be some variations in character (i.e. Hermione under the influence of a drug and Severus falling in love) but I will keep them in character as much as possible. Unfortunately, this makes the Malfoys the ultimate villains. I hope no one is too disappointed, but it's going to get uglier before it gets better.
Warning! Scenes of coerced sex and drug use are contained in this chapter. If this offends you, please don't read.
Dark Ecstasy
by Chantal
Chapter Seven: Payment
"Whatever I want, huh?" Draco was reeling…this was too easy! He wondered how the Optare Potion made her feel to be so willing to do anything to get more. 'That potion must be like ecstasy running through her veins for her to be willing to give me anything for another dose. She has no ideas what she's agreeing to. Father is going to be so pleased with me…'
Hermione couldn't believe what she was saying. 'Why am I willing to give him anything? Why did I just say that and why do I feel like Draco is my savior all of a sudden? He's got that purple potion, that's why! I shouldn't even be taking that stuff! That's it…I've got to get out of here. Maybe Madame Pomfrey or Professor Snape has a medicinal potion that will calm my nerves. I don't even know what Draco's giving me! You've got to get out of here, Granger, before you get yourself in some serious trouble!'
"Um, yeah…well…Draco, I don't really know what you're talking about or why I'm here. I should go. I think I need some rest. Um, what do you think you're doing, Malfoy?" Hermione's eyes were blazing as she watched him slide her robe off her shoulders and begin unbuttoning her blouse. She was feeling conflicted. Part of her told her she should knee him in the groin and get the hell out of there; but another seductive part of her encouraged her to lie back and give in if that's what Draco wanted. She felt like she owed him something, but she wasn't sure why.
Hermione jumped up off the couch and began to button her blouse back up. She was backing away from Draco feeling for her wand. 'Shit! It's in my robe pocket! Now what?'
"Come now, 'Mione! I'm not going to hurt you. Don't you know how precious you are to me?" Draco stood and was advancing on Hermione. She didn't know it, but he had already removed her wand and hid it in his wand pocket. 'From this little display of defiance, I can tell she's starting to feel like her old self. Father warned me that she would, but soon after that she was feel the need for the Optare Potion again. She would have to have it. It's all she'll be able to think about. I just need to keep her here until that time comes. Maybe if I show her the potion bottle again, she'll change her attitude a little quicker…That seemed to work in the Divination classroom.'
Hermione was now backed against the wall searching for a doorknob or something to trigger the entrance, but she could find none. Suddenly she saw a flash of purple and her stomach began to do somersaults. 'There it is! Oh, that warm buttery liquid feels so wonderful! NO! You don't need it! Go to Snape…he's helping you for real. Oh, shut up, Granger! Just a little taste…it'll take the edge off and I can go to Snape calmly. He probably won't even talk to me in the state I'm in now. Yeah, just a taste, Mione.'
Hermione's silent battle within herself was being played out for Draco in her eyes. She had been staring at the purple bottle in his hand since he fished it out of his pocket. She didn't even seem to notice that he'd uncorked it and was bringing it up to her mouth.
"Just a little, Mione…it'll take the edge off. You seem distressed." Draco whispered his prompting as he cradled the back of her head and put the bottle to her lips. She took the nectar in without any hesitation. She was only given a little. It wasn't enough to quench the thirst her need for the potion caused. She was going to go straight into the need after that taste. The rest of her dose she'd have to earn.
"That's it, Draco? Oh, please…that was not enough! Give me some more!" Hermione was feeling desperate. Suddenly reason and rational thought had been vanquished.
Draco only smirked and turned to sit on the couch again.
Hermione frowned and began sweating. "You said you were going to help me! So help me!"
Draco laughed this time. "And you said you were going to give me whatever I wanted for that dose…so pay me!"
Hermione threw herself at him and kneeled in front of his lounging form. "You win, Draco…What do you want? I've got to have that potion!"
Draco cupped Hermione's cheek and lifted her chin so that she was looking him in the eyes. "You know part of what I want. I want you…I think that's obvious. But I want all of you…not just your body. I want your love. I want you to be devoted to me above anyone and anything else. I expect you to be with me when I want…and you will never defy me again! Oh, and your dimwitted friends are history. You will not spend any unnecessary time with them. They don't love you or understand you the way I do and they won't understand. You will be exclusively mine. Understand, love?"
Hermione's eyes were brimming with unshed tears. There was nothing she could do. She had to have that potion and he was the only way to do so. She would have to give him what he demanded. Everything else didn't matter. Her body was screaming at her! There was a throbbing ache everywhere…
"Why, Draco…why do you want me? I'm just a mudblood to you, remember? Don't you want me to do your homework for you or something else? Anything else? Why are you making me pay with my friends and my dignity? Please…" Hermione was desperate and this was her last feeble effort to make Draco see reason.
Just then, she felt the sting of Draco's hand striking the side of her face. The unshed tears sprang to life and fell over the lids of Hermione's eyes like a waterfall.
"You don't get to question me, Mudblood! Don't you get it? You've already lost your dignity…YOU ARE A SLAVE TO THE MALFOYS AND THE HOUSE OF SLYTHERIN! Make no mistake about it! Just because you can't see your bonds doesn't mean they're not there! The second you're off Hogwarts' grounds, you won't be able to control yourself. It'll be like you're under Imperio all the time when any Malfoy speaks to you. Hell, any Slytherin could get you to do whatever they wanted as soon as you're out of Hogwarts! You'd better thank the gods above that I even want you, because if I didn't you'd already be in my father's custody! Now stand up!" Draco's patience had reached its limit. He could only be soft with her for so long and he was done being nice about this.
Hermione now realized why she felt so drawn to Draco Malfoy. Not only had he been the source of the physical comfort she found in that potion of his, but he had a double hold on her with those bonds. Both bonds were controlled by him. If Snape could question her and make her feel actual loyalty to the House of Slytherin, what would it be like for her if those bonds were revealed and Draco knew the extent of which he could control her, even within the walls of Hogwarts? 'Dear Merlin, help me!' Hermione heard the echo of Draco ordering her again to stand. He then threatened to send her away and never give her any of the potion again…no matter how much she begged. That got her attention and it got her on her feet.
'That's better. Now disrobe…slowly. I'd like to enjoy this for as long as possible." Draco was bathing in a sea of victory.
Hermione closed her eyes in defeat and began unbuttoning her blouse. She opened her eyes when she was completely nude in front of him. She noticed that his shirt was already unbuttoned and he was starting on his pants. "Draco, can I please have some more of the potion? Please?! It hurts." She braced herself for the onslaught of abuse, but surprisingly found none.
"Of course, love, of course! Just a little, mind you, but I don't want my girl to be in any unnecessary pain!" He reached over and got the bottle. He stood before her and administered the potion in the same fashion he had earlier. Then he stepped back and let his eyes drink in the sight of a very naked, very beautiful Hermione Granger. 'To the victors go the spoils, as they say!'
"Feeling better?" Draco put the cork back in and put the bottle away.
"Yes. There's still a dull ache, but it's a lot better. Thank you, Draco."
"You're most welcome, love. Now come here." Draco took off his shirt and reached for Hermione's hand.
Draco's other hand rested on Hermione's breast. He played with the nipple until it was erect. Then he grabbed hold of the back of Hermione's head and brought her mouth to his in a passionate kiss. As they took a breath, Draco brought his mouth to Hermione's ear and whispered, "You're going to love this!"
His hands traveled down and touched Hermione in the most personal of places…the place where no one other that she had ever been granted access. "Spread your legs for me, Hermione," Draco ordered. Hermione obeyed. His hands roamed all over and Hermione's body betrayed her. She was physically reacting to his touch, much to her shame and disbelief.
Suddenly, she was lifted up into Draco's arms and brought to the bed in the far corner of the room. It was huge with emerald green curtains. Draco placed her gently on the bed, discarded the rest of his own clothes, and joined her. The curtains were relieved of their ties and closed leaving Draco and Hermione alone and hidden in a world of green silk.
Soon thereafter, Draco Malfoy took Hermione Granger's innocence. He tried to be gentle as he entered her, but with her being a virgin, it was going to hurt anyway. The feeling of finally conquering the great Hermione Granger was entirely euphoric for Draco. He wasn't able to last long before he felt his body tighten and begin to pulse. He knew this wasn't very satisfying for Hermione, but there was plenty of time for that. They had as long as he wanted. He collapsed on top of her as he went over the top and rested there keeping the union of their bodies intact. He didn't want to lose that control yet.
The tears eventually stopped when Hermione's heart turned her emotions off. She couldn't say he'd raped her. She went somewhat willingly just to get that potion. She was defeated. She couldn't blame it on the bonds because Snape and Dumbledore were going to get her out of that. She'd done it for that blessed potion and the longing it created in her for its provider. Whenever Hermione took that potion, she felt like she needed Draco too. She didn't really care why at this point. Harry and Ron would be disgusted with her if they knew what she'd done anyway, so she supposed losing their friendship was inevitable at this point.
After Draco and Hermione separated, Draco retrieved the Optare Potion and gave Hermione a rather large dose. Her body immediately relaxed and she wrapped herself around Draco in a mixture of emotions. She kissed him softly and nuzzled into the hollow of his neck. He had her…completely. They both fell asleep with Draco's arms possessively wrapped around her waist. They didn't wake until well after dinner had begun. They dressed in silence and then Draco told her they'd better be going before they missed dinner altogether.
"Just remember what I told you, Hermione. You can sit with them, because you're in the same house, but you make your conversations quick and to the point. Do not initiate any conversation. I will walk you back to your room when I'm done eating. Do not leave without me. Got it?"
Hermione nodded silently.
"Good! Let's go, love, I'm starving! I'd say we both worked up quite an appetite today!" He winked at her and held her hand with a firm grip. Hermione thought that food was the last thing she needed right now, but felt compelled to be with Draco.
They were nearly at the Great Hall when they came upon Ron and Harry. Her friends looked absolutely frantic. "Thank Merlin you're alright, Mione. We looked for you all day and…um, Mione?" Harry was talking so fast that it took him well into his speech to notice that Hermione was holding Draco Malfoy's hand!
Hermione stared at him with a faint glaze over her eyes. "Yes, Harry, I'm fine as you can see. So we'd like to go to dinner now. Excuse us." Hermione was so curt with them even Draco was surprised and smirked at the pair as they passed.
"HOLD IT! What the bloody hell is going on here Hermione?" Ron looked like he was going to explode at any moment. "Why are you holding that slimy ferret's hand? And where have you been?"
Hermione and Draco stopped walking and both of them drew their wands. Ron and Harry were shocked, but Ron kept on yelling. Horrible images were popping up in his mind.
"Malfoy, if you touched one hair on Hermione's head I'll…"
"You'll what exactly, Weasel? I'll tell you what…" Draco leaned in and whispered in Ron's ear.
"…I've tasted all that your sweet friend over there has to offer…I've taken her and ruined her for any other man. She only wants me…and if you don't believe me, just ask her! I dare you…" And with that, Malfoy left a stunned Ron Weasley and confused Harry Potter in his wake as he and Hermione strolled off to dinner hand-in-hand.
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Okay, guys, that was really difficult to write, so be gentle…don't flame me too much!