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WARNING: Graphic sex scene coming in this chapter.

Next chapter will contain violence and dark themes, plus some torture.

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Chapter Nine

"So, what is the verdict? Guilty or not guilty?" Fred grinned down at me, our hands still entwined but suddenly behaving like this was meant to be was far harder than I had anticipated. Several minutes ago, in the safe confines of Dumbledore's office, this had all been just an elaborate plan to ensure my safety and to avoid suspicion.

Now I felt like a big, massive liar.

Which, I suppose, I was.

"Well, guilty yes but punished no. I think Dumbledore didn't see the point", I finished lamely.

"Why did he want to just talk to the two of you though?" said Fred thoughtfully.

"I think he knows that Pansy and I's fight was really to do with all the rumours going around about Malfoy and myself and he wanted us to set the record straight", I said continuing to walk all the while gripping Fred's hand tighter and tighter.

"And did you?"

"Well, Malfoy pulled his usual 'she's been obsessed with me from the start routine' and then Dumbledore called Snape to see what had really happened in the Potions class and of course Snape lied and said that nothing had happened but I'd been bothering Malfoy to the point of making Pansy incredibly jealous", I felt the lies roll off my tongue naturally and I inwardly screamed at Fred not to believe me.

But he did, and so easily too.

"Malfoy and Parkinson are welcome to each other, you're so much better than her and if he really is in love with you, then an eternity of that Pug-Face twit will be excruciating for...OWW", said Fred pulling the hand I had squeezed a little too hard from my grasp out of shock.

"I'm sorry, I...I was thinking about how the exams are so close and I haven't even started studying", I lied again, cursing myself for allowing my emotions to take a hold of me.

I gave him a quick, chaste kiss on the cheek before heading off to the Gryffindor dorm to collect my bag but before I could even get that far, here was a face I knew I would have to deal with eventually.

"Ron", I said startled that he was waiting for me at the head of the Grand Staircase.

"So you're going out with Fred now", he said his voice low and I guessed he was going for menacing but really it just came out a bit cartoon-like.

"We haven't defined anything but it seems like it could be heading that way", I smiled warmly at him and continued walking towards the Common Room.

"Well, I thought that since you had stopped patrolling with Malfoy something had happened between the two of you, you know we never really talked about what happened in Potions", he said and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I froze in my place, my back still to him.

"You know that after I got attacked Dumbledore relieved me of Prefect duties for the rest of the semester and we don't talk about what happened in Potions because there is nothing to talk about", I said firmly, keeping my back turned so I wouldn't have to see his face which I was sure I would slap.

"I'm starting to think there was more to it, I mean you go all weird not eating and barely talking, glancing at Slytherin table every second you get the chance, then you're attacked by Malfoy's friends, then you get into a fight with his girlfriend, really Hermione what is going on?" he stepped in front of me now blocking my path.

"Nothing is going on, since when have you watched me this closely?" I said eyeing him suspiciously.

He had the grace to look uncomfortable, "Lavender said..."

I laughed bitterly, "Please tell me what that genius said, I'm positively dying to hear about it".

He scowled but continued, "She said she heard you moaning in your sleep, something along the lines of Draco...please...don't stop".

I felt my blood run cold and I struggled to keep the composure on my face so I laughed, "And you believed her?"

He looked confused now so he shrugged, "She isn't a liar", he said.

Not like me, I thought.

"I'm sure she isn't, but don't you think she could just be trying to make you jealous? We do have history, everyone knows it and they expected us to get together and we didn't but she has to compete with that idea", I said patting his arm for reassurance and trying to get as much distance as I could between his mind and the Malfoy idea.

"But why would she use Malfoy to get me jealous?"

"Because of what happened in Potions, think about it Ron", I marvelled at my perfect lying skills at making him believe me so easily and then I figured it wasn't that much of a compliment; he wasn't exactly the brightest person I'd ever met.

He nodded, his face breaking into a smile, "What would I do without you Hermione", he pulled me into a bear hug and I smiled. It had been a long time since he had hugged me like this.

"How sentimental", came a sneering voice from behind me.

We broke apart and turned to see Malfoy heading up the stairs, he had obviously just come out of Dumbledore's office.

"Shove off Malfoy, you wouldn't know what it's like to have real friends", said Ron.

I said nothing, keeping my eyes trained on the floor, frightened that if I looked up and saw his face I would collapse.

How was I supposed to fall out of love with a boy who haunted my footsteps?

"Oh you're right Weaselby, I wouldn't because I don't have friends I have loyal followers", he smirked at the two of us, "What a handsome couple you do make".

I watched his eyes for any sign of jealousy or hurt in those beautiful silver eyes, but all I saw was pure anger.

"Come on Ron, he isn't worth it", I said pulling Ron away from him.

"Careful Granger, I might just get Pansy to blacken the other eye", he yelled after me.

"And I might just ask Fred, my boyfriend, to break both of your arms next time", I roared over my shoulder not turning to see the impact of the word boyfriend on his ears.

Ron was laughing, "When did you turn into a fighter as a matter of fact?" he said gesturing my still bruised face.

I laughed with him, "She was annoying me", I answered.

We walked into the common room and I saw Harry, Ginny and George playing exploding snap while Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan argued over a game of Wizard's Cheese. The fire roared with delight and the room was cosy and bright. I smiled, this was really where I belonged but then my smile faltered, if this was where I belonged then why did I want to be anywhere but here.

I picked up my book bag from the armchair next to the fire where I had left it this morning, "I'm going to the library, we have only a few more weeks until the exams and I haven't even started studying", I told the group, "I'll see you guys later, if you see Fred you can tell him where I am", I smiled.

"Oh are you guys finally together?", squealed Lavender as she came over and pounced onto Ron.

"Something like that", I smiled and left the room, suddenly feeling very alone.

The library was half-empty for which I was thankful and I found a nice nook at the back near the restricted section.

I settled down to work, glad for some distraction and that is exactly what the next three hours provided while I studied in absolute peace.

The library grew darker and as even more students got up and left for dinner, I decided to skip dinner and continue on in this solitary bliss. I could always get something from the kitchen later if I needed it and no doubt Fred would keep me something.

About half-way through an essay about Animagi, I realised I may need some more information.

The restricted section was wonderful for this kind of thing, especially when I wanted more detailed descriptions.

I found the shelf I was looking for right at the back, knowing this was where some students came to make-out since it was perfectly out of sight of Madam Pince's desk, thankfully it was empty.

I pulled several books down from the top shelf and flicked through them looking for anything that could help when I felt cool breath on my neck.

"Can't say I liked what I saw today", I melted inside when he spoke, his voice cold and as hard as ice made me shiver all over.

"I don't think you quite understand that you are mine, you belong to me", he said his fingers brushing the hair away from the nape of my neck, his other hand resting on my waist.

"I don't belong to anyone", I answered breathlessly.

"Oh but I think you do", his head lowered until I could feel his breath on my earlobe which he then flicked with his tongue.

I groaned and my eyes fluttered shut.

"I think you are mine", he said his fingers deftly tracing my collarbone before moving to cup my throat.

"Does it frighten you that I could strangle you right here and nobody would even hear you", his grip tightened but I wasn't afraid, I was aroused.

"You wouldn't do that to me", I whispered.

He pulled my neck back until my head was resting against his shoulder and pushed me into the bookcase so that I could feel his body pressing against my own.

"I don't think I would, not today anyway", he trailed kisses down my neck and around my jaw. I was trapped underneath him but somehow I found I didn't care. I lifted my hand and reached behind my head, tangling it into his messy blond hair.

He shoved himself harder into me and I could feel his erection growing and growing, bursting to be free of his trousers.

Suddenly, before I could draw breath he had turned me to face him, holding my head up by the throat so that I had no choice but to look into his eyes.

"You will never be Fred's", he growled, "You will always be mine, say it", his hand clenched tightly but I was unafraid.

"Make me", I replied, surprised at my boldness.

His hands clasped firmly around my buttocks as he lifted me up so I had to wrap my legs around his waist just to keep myself from falling and I felt his manhood pressed against me.

I moaned again.

He held me in place by keeping me firmly pushed against the bookcase with one hand, while the other started to explore.

He moved slowly up my thigh and under my skirt, fingering the underwear he found there.

"Say it", he said rubbing my inner thigh.

I shook my head, my back arching so my hips ground into his.

This time, he groaned, "Now, now Granger, this isn't about me".

His fingers pulled aside my underwear and he gently rubbed my core with his thumb, I bucked slightly and as the pressure from his thumb grew I started grinding my hips faster and faster.

He slipped a finger inside and I bit and sucked his neck to keep from screaming.

"Say it", he said.

"I'm yours", I gasped.

"Say 'I'm yours Draco'", he said through clenched teeth as his finger pounded furiously.

"I'm going to...", I gasped.

"Not until you say it", he slowed down.

I whimpered.

"Say it", he said speeding up again.

"I'm yours Draco", I was about to scream as my orgasm sent me over the edge but he crashed his lips onto mine, forcing his tongue deep into my mouth.

I was shaking from the orgasm but even as he removed his finger, he never stopped.

I grabbed his head and held him there while I could still feel his erection, hard as ever, as he ground his hips into mine.

I bucked against them and only then did he move away and let me down, cupping my face in his hands.

I placed my hands on his hips, brushing against his penis as I did so, he moaned into my mouth.

He pulled his lips away from mine and stared down at me, I was flushed from the orgasm and still shaking, my lips were swollen and pink from his ferocious kissing.

He grabbed my throat again and pushed me back against the wall roughly.

I gasped at the sudden change in his features.

"You are mine, don't forget it", he growled.

"I won't", I breathed.

"I know, because I won't let you", he said, "Anytime I think you're forgetting, you'll know about it".

He gave me one last look and turned to go.

"Malfoy?"

He turned and raised an eyebrow at me.

"Just tell me...are you...?" I pleaded with him silently.

"I've always been yours Granger, but like you I don't have to be happy about it", he smiled that arrogant smile I knew so well and with that he turned on his heel and I was left alone.

...

"Earth to Hermione, come in Hermione?" Fred waved his hand in front of my face.

I snapped out of my reverie, angry that he had interrupted my day-dream which had taken me right back to a certain aisle in the restricted section of the library.

"What is it?" I tried to smile but it came out more of a grimace.

"Harry was talking to you?" laughed Ginny.

"Exams tomorrow Hermione, are you ready for them?" he repeated his question slowly grinning at me.

"Of course I am", I answered turning back to my breakfast, "Are you?"

It had been three weeks since my encounter with Malfoy in the library and truth be told, I couldn't stop thinking about it, that boy would be the death of me possibly quite literally.

"Ugh, I'm trying to eat", said Ginny suddenly.

I followed her gaze across to the Slyterin table where Malfoy and Pansy were draped around each other, going at a very public display of tonsil tennis.

I grimaced, it still hurt even if I knew it was fake. What if she was a better kisser?

I knew I shouldn't have, but I couldn't help it I turned to Ron and Lavender, Harry and Ginny and Fred, "Well guys, there are three couples here I think we could give them a run for their money", I laughed.

Ginny grimaced, "I don't need to see Fred and Ron making out with people".

"That is why you keep your eyes closed Gin", I answered pulling Fred towards me and pressing my lips against his.

Surprisingly, he was a very good kisser. His mouth was tender and soft, not like Malfoy's cold and firm one.

I knew the others had joined in when everyone started cheering and whistling at us, pulling all attention away from Slytherin table.

After several seconds, I pulled away from Fred to see the others had all pulled away and our eyes immediately went to Draco and Pansy who were both looking at us with disgust. We laughed and cheered each other and just before I looked away, I caught Malfoy's eye.

Perhaps I was in for another round of 'Remember you're mine' later.

I smiled inwardly and then immediately felt guilt for using Fred but I pushed the thought away.

...

Unfortunately, I didn't see Malfoy for the next week and a half while the exams were going on, they took us right up to a few days before Christmas Eve.

I watched as Malfoy grew steadily more frustrated with Pansy and their arguments and flaming rows became more and more public as he struggled to maintain his composure until they had privacy.

I got caught in the middle of one, about two days before Christmas Eve and I think that this time it sealed my fate for what Pansy, Flint and Zabini would do to me.

"Will you just leave me alone for five minutes!" he roared causing several people to look up from where they were sitting having breakfast enjoying the last day before we were all to leave for home for Christmas. I had decided to join Fred at the burrow this year, heaven knew I needed a busy house to forget about the past few months and the Weasley's bustling house was the best place for that.

"Draco, you still haven't finalised the guest list yet and the wedding is in two days", she screeched at him and I dropped my porridge spoon as the deafening shrill burst my eardrums.

"I don't want to finalise, you've already sent out the invitations to a bunch of people I don't know and have never heard of", he shouted at her.

I saw him grab her arm and attempt to lead her out of the Great Hall which led them directly in front of the Gryffindor table; his back to us so that all we could see was her pug-face scrunched up and contorted in frustration.

"I will not be silenced", she roared pulling away from him.

He grabbed his wand, "Then I'll shut you up", he waved it and shouted "Capisculas" and I watched as a long gag suddenly covered her mouth, she narrowed her eyes but raised her wand anyway.

"He forgot about non-verbal spells, she's an expert", whispered Fred to me.

Sure enough she sent a jet of red light at him which I recognised as Stupefy, right before it missed him and hit me right in the chest, sending me flying from the Gryffindor table and smacking into the stone wall of the hall.

Malfoy roared running over to my crumpled body, "You stupid bitch look what you did, Granger...are you okay?"

He lifted me up and held me in his arms before realising just how this might look to everyone else, "What?" he shouted at the room, "Haven't you ever seen a bit of compassion?"

It was Flint who got up from the Slytherin table, undid the curse on Pansy and walked over to Malfoy,

"Mate, she's a mudblood, leave her to her friends", he said quietly, "You're making a scene".

Malfoy recovered himself before letting me slide back down to the floor gently.

"Potter, get her to Madam Pomfrey will you", he sneered at Harry before turning back to me, "I'm sorry".

"You're sorry!" screamed Pansy, "Sorry I hit a mudblood?"

"No, I'm sorry you missed me", he glowered at her before walking stiffly out of the Great Hall, every eye watching him go.

He had just revealed far too much and he knew it.

What neither of us guessed, was how much Pansy had really figured out and how what had just passed between us had possibly led me into more danger than either of us could have anticipated.

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