A/N: Okay, so here's the long awaited chapter! Sorry for the wait, I suck I know -is ashamed- lol. Anyways to answer some reviews, sorry I'm not using names cuz I didn't look to remember who wrote what!
1. Draco kept Hermione's bra and undies cuz he's a horndog like that. You know how guys are...they'll keep anything sexual if they could. And he just wanted to be mean. P
2. Hermione did not turn into Evil! Hermione because people used her for homework help. My Hermione is not stupid like that. It's about alot more than just being used for homework that this is all about. If you can't see that, maybe you should reread the story eh? Plus, we all know there's a little bit of Evil! Hermione in the canon character somewhere. -wink- D
Chapter Nine
Training for Hermione was a godsend. She was still confined to her cell at nights, but even that didn't seem so bad anymore. She was learning curses she had never heard of before, and lots that she had. Hermione was on cloud nine. As many books as she wanted, she had her wand again, and she was happy. It was almost hard for her to believe she had even been friends with Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived.
Even being with Draco was a guaranteed good time. They always laughed and joked about different things, and it was good for Hermione to have a friend again.
She still thought of him as good looking. She was starting to see what all the other girls were talking about. When she thought he wasn't looking she would sneak looks at him, but oh, he noticed all right. He didn't even mind, he thought it was somewhat cute. She kept herself clean now that she was in training and allowed to take baths.
Hermione was practicing on small animals, because there were no other prisoners at the time. Right now she was practicing a blood boil curse that made huge painful boils pop up all over your body and then burst, steaming hot blood pouring out. So far, she had managed to make the boils appear on the pig she was aiming at, but had not yet made them erupt.
Draco was watching her with an appraising eye. He had to admit, she was good. Even he hadn't gone so fast through training, and he was the best one there. Finally, he stopped her. "No no Granger, you've got to put feeling into it." He stepped forward and said the spell, making the pig erupt into boils, which then burst, causing the pig to squeal and faint. Draco smirked at her.
"Oh well lovely demonstration Malfoy, really." Hermione said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
Draco walked towards her. "And you can do better?" He asked her.
Hermione was flustered at his close presence. Over the weeks, she had developed feelings for him. Now she was just nervous being so close to him. "I…uh…well…damn it Malfoy, I can't think while you're so close!" She yelled, confused because of her feelings.
Draco stepped even closer, right in front of her. "Is this better?" He asked softly.
Hermione nodded, not realizing she had also moved closer. She looked up at him, into his eyes. She found herself leaning toward him, and he was doing the same.
Their lips touched, a soft and gentle kiss. His arms moved to wrap her waist and she put her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Their tongues wrestled with each other, hands were grabbing a hold of what they could get. Hermione's hands were entwined in Draco's hair, whose hands were rubbing up and down her back, occasionally grabbing her ass and giving it a squeeze.
They finally stopped and looked at each other, breathing hard. "Wow…" Hermione said.
"Yeah. Very wow." Draco said, smiling.
Somebody knocked at the door, startling them out of their moment. Crabbe entered. "The Dark Lord requested the presence of you both." He said, and then left.
Hermione looked at Draco, worried. "He's not going to kill me is he? I haven't even done anything!" She cried.
Draco put his hands on her shoulders. "Calm down. He probably just wants to see how training's going."
Hermione nodded, and they headed toward the door. Draco led them through a maze of hallways and they stopped once they reached a pair of dark brown wood doors with silver doorknobs. Draco knocked on the door.
"Enter." Somebody inside said.
Draco turned the doorknob and they both stepped inside. It was a small square room, a desk with two empty chairs in front of it stood in the middle. Two bookcases ran beside another door right behind the desk. Lord Voldemort sat at the desk and motioned for them to sit in the two empty seats.
They did and sat there, waiting. Finally, Voldemort looked up at Hermione, who shrank away.
"How has your training been going Granger? Draco here tells me you're a fast learner."
Hermione was stunned. Was he complimenting her? She nodded and said, "Training has been very good. I'm learning a lot."
Voldemort nodded. "I can see that. Moreover, I know that you're not lying to me. I think it's time for you to take the Dark Mark."
Hermione gasped. She looked at Draco, who slightly nodded. "Wow." She said. "I would be honoured, my Lord."
"Good. It will be tonight in the Meeting Hall. Eight o'clock. Do not be late." With that, Voldemort motioned for them to leave.
Draco and Hermione stepped outside and shut the door, where Hermione promptly swung her arms around Draco in a big hug.
"Can you believe it? My very own Dark Mark!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly.
Draco returned the hug. "Well why don't we go back to my room and celebrate?"
Hermione stared at him with raised eyebrows.
"I was thinking along the lines of ice cream Granger. But hey, if you want something else…" He trailed off, grinning at her.
Hermione smiled and shook her head. "No no. Ice c ream is just fine for now." She started walking down the hall.
Draco started after her. "For now." He repeated, slapping her on the ass before moving on ahead.
