Draco felt something was different about himself and he sprinted off in a direction that he had no idea about. He just followed his unconsciousness about something. Dean (Hermes) noticed this and ran after him but soon the dark cloak of his Uncle Draco was out of sight. Dean came to a halt, cocking his head to different sides listening for the sound of running. All was quiet and Dean took a careful step forward in a direction he chose hoping he would come across the god of the dead or the goddess of spring time. He much preferred that it was his cousin Hermione which he found.
Draco ran, the branches from the willows above him smacking him in the face. He knew that he would have red welts covering his face by the time he got back to the palace with Hermione. Hermione… he sighed… where was she? He burst through a patch of bushes and found himself in the orchard. Oh my gods, he thought, please don't tell me she is here… this would have explained why he had felt the pain in his chest.
Draco then saw a brown haired female sitting on a rock, a partially eaten pomegranate in her hand. His breathing became hard both from shock, fear, and arousal. Shock because he could not believe what he was seeing. Fear because he had many outcomes as to her eating the fruit running through his head. And arousal because of what would happen to her and then there was the way that her pink tongue came out of her mouth to lick the crimson juice which left a magenta stain on her chin. He just wanted to suck on that area until the whole area was pink and the fruit held no power over her skin nomore.
The pomegranate was now his favorite fruit, replacing the green apple he loved so much. That red fruit had brought him a queen though she did not know it yet. Draco smirked as he walked forward, let the courting ritual begin.
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She had placed the fifth seed on her tongue when she heard his voice.
"There you are," she chewed the seed as she looked up at him through hooded eyelashes.
She moaned as her tongue swept out of her mouth to lick up the stray juices, "My mother was right," Hermione said as she placed the sixth seed on her tongue.
"About what?" Draco (Hades) asked as he came to stand before her; the light breeze outside ruffling his black cloak slightly.
"These seeds are positively sinful," she said as she placed the seventh seed in her mouth.
"Glad you think so," Draco smirked, "But I'm sorry to disturb my lady-."
"I am not your lady," Hermione growled up at him placing the pomegranate on her lap, staining her white robe she still had on from earlier magenta.
"I'm sorry," Draco bowed low, "but Dean is here to bring you back to your mother."
Hermione smiled, "Really? Why should I believe you? Is this some sort of seduction art thingy," she waved her hand about as she said the word 'thingy.' The way she was acting it was almost as if she was drunk and Draco could not help but smirk, "Tell me, Draco! Are you planning on taking me to bed?"
Draco just chuckled, "No. I've played all my tricks and I would say that even Seamus (Dionysus) would have been proud at the game I play,"and if only you knew that it was still going on, he thought.
"Well then," Hermione stood up, the pomegranate clutched in her hand, "Lead on," and she felt dizzy when she stood up. Then there was darkness, the pomegranate rolling out of her hand.
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Draco rushed forward and caught her. He placed a hand on her forehead and felt her breathing on his palm. He calmed his heart; at least let's not start a war yet. He reached under her legs and her upper torso and lifted her up off the ground with him. Her head rolled against his chest near his heart and her hand tightened on his black tunic. He pursed his lips together and whistled loud and hard. The Underworld was silent for only a moment before the ground started to shake. He held Hermione tighter to him as the willow branches parted and a large black animal came through them.
Draco smiled up at his loyal hellhound, "Hey, Fluffy (Cerberus)."
The three headed Rottweiler dog wagged its tail at the god, all three tongues hanging out its mouth and slobber was a waterfall. Draco walked forward to the dog, "Can you carry me and Lady Hermione back to the palace?" the dog barked very loudly with all three heads.
Hermione stirred in Draco's arms. One hand wacked the center head in the nose and Hermione giggled, "Silly doggie," she sounded like a little girl and Draco smiled as her head rolled back against his chest, falling asleep.
Fluffy's center head licked her hand before looking back up at his master. Draco nodded to Fluffy who lowered itself to the ground, causing a large thump to echo across the landscape. Draco whistled again very loudly as he placed Hermione up near the three headed dogs collar. A shot of cold air brushed against him and he looked down at his feet. Two black grey hounds looked up at him. Draco smiled at his two pets, "Please go find Dean and bring him to the throne room," and his two pets were off like a lightning bolt. Draco jumped up behind Hermione and he patted Fluffy's side. Fluffy rose and ran off with the two immortals on his back.
