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a/n---well, here I am again! Seems as though you like the story so far! I'm debating on whether or not to change the rating on this and give a little 'detail' on what might happen later. I'm gonna ask you guys to tell me what to do, though, since you've all been so wonderful so far! Thanks!

Part Seven

The shop she had run into did not have a fire place, much to Hermione's annoyance. She hid herself as best she could near a window in the shop and waited until both Malfoys had disappeared back down Knockturn Alley before allowing herself a sigh of any kind. She leaned against the wall for a moment and then ventured out into the street, eyes peeled for white-blonde hair of any kind. She made her way to Flourish and Blotts, anxcious to get home.

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Draco looked around the Granger house with a grimice. Everything was up-to-date, muggle wise, but he still found it uncontrollably cozy. Lots of comfy things lying around, waiting to be sat on. It made him sick! Lucius had the decency to not look at anything that might make him loose his breakfast.

"Why don't you go and find the mudblood's room and pack some things for her. I'll write a note to her parents." Lucius said, turning towards the kitchen.

Draco sighed in irritation, but did as he was told, still wondering how many gods hated him. He made his way up the stairs, hoping he was on the right track. He spent ten minutes just exploring the upper rooms. When he found her room, all he minaturized and stashed in his pockets was underware, school robes, and a picture of her and her family. Unlike his betrothed believed, he wasn't completely heartless. He looked around for her cat, but couldn't find him. Not that he minded. He didn't like cats much anyways. He dragged himself back down the stairs and into the living room just as Hermione stumbled out of the fireplace. He caught her before she fell and couldn't help but smirk.

"Clumsy mudblood." he said quietly, and Hermione gasped. Lucius appeared above them with a sour expression.

"Imobulize her and lets' go."

Hermione instantly pushed out of Draco's arms and ran out of the room. "Aw, c'mon, Granger! Not this again!" Draco called after her. She didn't respond. "Granger! Merlin, this is getting stupid!"

Draco got to his feet and pulled out his wand. "Don't take all day, Draco. I've got to meet the Dark Lord and inform him of this occurance. Lock her in a room until I return."

"Fine. Can I have some fun with her?"

"She's your betrothed, not mine."

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She couldn't believe her ears. It was obvious they were going to kidnap her, but Draco want to have 'some fun' with her? He hated her for the love of god! Why on earth would he want to have some fun with her? Lucius aparated away and left her alone with ferret jr. It made her feel better, knowing that she wouldn't have to deal with a real death eater, but still, this was Draco. The very definition of trouble.

She gluped and drew her wand. This really wasn't her day.

"C'mon, Granger, my place is much better suited to this game of hide and seek." She frowned and judged the distance between herself and the stairs. If only she could get up...

"One, two, three on Granger." She whirled around and saw Draco's wand right in front of her nose. He was smirking wickedly at her. She backed up against the wall. "Going to come nicely, Granger? Or do I really need to carry you?"

"If you don't want to carry me, you chould just leave me behind, Ferret!"

He sighed. "Clearly you don't know what it's like to be curcioed to any degree. If I don't please my father, that's the punishment. You're lucky I'm against harming women, or it'd be the same for you."

"Oh, I'm glad you're such a kind person." she said sarcasticly, making him frown.

"You're not making this easy on either of us."

Her tattoo chose then to fire up. She gasped and slid to the floor. It was much, much hotter than it had been last time. Draco's frown changed from irritation to confusion as he glanced at his feet. A purple velvet pouch was there, with it's contents spilt on the floor. It was a necklace of some kind, though Hermione couldn't see of exactly what becasue of the haze of pain that had consumed her mind. Draco cursed and droped down to put the necklace back in the bag, but the second he touched the pendant he jumped back with a loud yelp.

"Damn is that ever hot!"He picked it up carefully this time and placed it the bag, causing the burnin in Hermione's body to instantly disapate, but the fog in her mind remained. She groaned and leaned her head back, eyes closed, trying to think straight again. "You okay, Granger?"

She opened her eyes and found Draco's face right above her own. She would have jumped and slaped him if her body had been working properly. Instead, all she could manage was another groan. Draco sighed and started to pick her up.

"Looks loke I'm carrying you anyways."

a/n---that was a horrible chapter! You may not think so, but as the writter, I know it took way too much thought! I hope you liked it, though.

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