-Eight


"To me, you're strange and you're beautiful. You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see." -Strange & Beautiful (I'll Put A Spell On You), Aqualung


I was rendered speechless. "H-how?"

Malfoy shrugged and tried to stand. He wavered slightly before crashing back onto the snow. I merely blinked, my jaw still slack. He coughed out a laugh. "I guess I'm not as strong as I thought."

I snorted as he tried to get up, yet again, and went crashing into the snow. Malfoy glared at me. Of course, I stood effortlessly while he tripped like he was drunk. With a cry of outrage, he gave up.

There was a pull that tried to drag me to Malfoy. It was urging me to help him up like that evil little voice in the back of my head. Help him, It drawled. He's your soul mate.

Then, I realized how screwed I was. From what Narcissia had explained, not only was I stuck with Malfoy, if I tried to stop it, I was dead. I felt dizzy suddenly and leaned against a tree.

This was incredible. How could this Fate person let us hate each other so much and then expect us to fall in love? I thought about what Malfoy said again:

"Even if I hadn't casted Matronum Una there would have still been a way that we were together."

My eyes went wide, a puff of steam coming out of my nose. "You knew!" I shrilled. My finger was pointing at Malfoy. He was lying on the ground on his stomach and staring blankly at me.

"What?" He snapped. "At least tell me what you're talking about before you start accusing me of something."

"You knew about the curse!" I marched towards him. He stood swiftly and I cursed. Of course at this moment he decided to feel all chipper again.

Malfoy's expression was still blank. "I cast it, Granger," He drawled. "It would be impossible if I didn't."

"Not that," I hissed, my finger still pointed at him. "The 'normquad' bullshit!"

Malfoy's lip twitched. "It's Nemquid Morte," He corrected. "And I might have heard a prophecy somewhere."

I grimaced. "When?" I sneered. "What?"

Malfoy shrugged slightly. "It was there when I turned ten," He said. "It said something about Fate punishing myself and a muggleborn if we did wrong against one another and well-"

I launched myself at him. We both landed with a thud on the ground. My fists were sailing into his chest as I spat every curse word I knew at him. "You bloody fucking dick!" I roared. "You knew that you'd be punished if you picked on me and you still did it! You are absolutely unbelievable!"

Malfoy caught my wrists swiftly before flipping us so that he was looming over me. I felt my breathing go rough as my body recognized the position. I was sure my whole body became flush as I squirmed around him.

The heat that washed through my body was killing me. My stomach was knotted. I looked up to see Malfoy's white blonde hair and his cold steel eyes. I could trace the lines of his face with my nose we were so close.

The heat surged through my body faster. My chest was heaving and touching his with every pant. His hands loosened on my wrists as his head dipped down to the crook of my neck.

His lips gently pressed against my neck. "Hermione," He breathed across my skin. I felt a low moan escape from the back of my throat. He was torturing me. I wanted to run my fingers through his locks and wrap them around his neck, rip at the tee shirt that clung to his skin.

Malfoy's lips dragged across my collarbone, leaving delicate little butterfly kisses across my flushed skin. I groaned and squirmed again him, which earned a hiss in return from Malfoy. The heat engulfed me and I let out a breathy sigh. "Draco,"

I needed him. It was too slow for me. His lips were just reaching the apex of my head and neck as the grip he held on my wrists lightened. I slipped them out of his grasp and snapped his face back up to peer into mine.

His eyes were dark with lust. His hot breath bore into my mouth and I was slowly going insane. I crashed his face against mine and moved with fury.

His reaction was that of a man without water for day. He crushed his body onto mine and began to pry my mouth open. Our tongues danced as he pulled my up and into his lap. I straddled him, our mouths never leaving the others.

My hands clawed at the shirt on his body. With an animalistic growl I didn't know I could even make, I ripped the shirt in two down the center. I shoved it off his arms and Malfoy threw it over his shoulder. He pried my own shirt off my and grabbed my chest through my bra. My gasp against his lips turned into a guttural groan as I threw my head back.

Malfoy's lips latched onto my neck and sucked their way down my chest into the valley of my chest. My nails raked over his back as I pressed my hips against his. We both moaned in appreciation as my swirling dragon hit his swimming otter.

Malfoy's hands lifted off of my waist to rip at the sports bra. My mouth returned to his as he ripped the bra slightly down the center with a force that dragged me to him.

As he went to rip it again we heard a loud "HOLY FUCK!" echo threw the forest. We both snapped our heads towards the source, Malfoy growling like some protective animal.

Standing there with wide eyes were two teenage boys, no older than sixteen. The one was lanky and tall with black hair that covered one eye whole, and a red knit hat that was barely on his head. He wore what my mother called "hood rat clothing," a purple sweatshirt and a white tee short underneath with some random band across it. His jeans were tighter than mine and left little for the imagination. He held a skateboard in one hand.

The other boy was short and stout. He had the same attire in different colors and had fingerless gloves on. "Dude," He said, in such an American accent I almost laughed. He smacked the taller one on the arm. "It's like live porno."

"Uh, yeah Drew," He replied as he kept staring at us. Malfoy growled besides me.

"What are you staring at?" He spat. The boys both got wide grins on their face.

"Woah!" The fat one, Drew, exclaimed. "You guys are from British!"

"England," I corrected. I was still pressed against Malfoy's chest. His whole front side was hard, even his lower region.

"Yeah, whatever," The tall one said. "I'm Ty and this is Drew."

Drew waved at us enthusiastically. "Why you guys here?" He inquired as he glanced us up and down. "And having sexy time?"

Malfoy pulled me tighter against his bare chest and I shivered slightly. "We're visiting," I replied as Malfoy continued to glare at them. "My mother lives here."

Ty nodded slightly. "Oh that's chill I guess," I blinked. Oh lord this would be fun.

"Uhm," I said quietly as I shifted against Malfoy. Our hips barely touched but it was enough to make me bite my lip to stifle the groan. Malfoy's head fell into my neck and I felt him hiss against my skin. I looked back the boy's with wide eyes to see them looking back at me with the same expression. "Could you maybe help us get back to our hotel?"

Drew nodded slowly and then turned to his friend. Ty looked down at us. "Which one?"

I stiffened. "The one in town," I answered vaguely. Both boys nodded, they obviously knew what I was talking about.

"The Victor Hampton Inn?" Ty inquired. I nodded before trying to push Malfoy off me. His arms stayed locked around my waist as he continued to breath heavily into my ear. Ty glanced at Malfoy before turning to Drew. "Uh, I guess we can wait around the corner for you to get dressed."

They almost ran out of the clearing we were in. I shoved Malfoy again. He didn't move an inch and growled into my ear when I tried again. "We will finish this," He hissed. His voice sent a jolt straight down my spine.

I shoved him again and he toppled off me. I stood up quickly and threw my tee shirt on. My bra was almost completely destroyed. Great, just great, another shopping trip.

"You didn't answer me," Malfoy whispered.

"Because it's not going to happen!" I yelled. I snapped to face him. He was kneeling on the ground, his chest bare and a large lump in his jeans. I felt my cheeks get hot before I turned my gaze back up to Malfoy. His eyebrow was raised, cocky prick.

"You know what I think?" He drawled as he stood up. He walked towards me and I quickly turned around to stalk away. Malfoy caught my wrist and I yelped as he yanked me back towards him.

"I think," He murmured huskily against my ear. "That we're going to get to that hotel and I'm going to ravish you until your begging for it."

My breath caught in my throat as his lips trailed down the back of bare neck. "I would never," I breathed.

Malfoy hummed, disappointed. "You know you will," He drawled. "You just almost did."

I turned around and shoved his chest. He went flying back and sailed softly into a tree. His face was twisted into a glare. "What part of 'I don't want this' do you not understand!" I shrieked.

"The part where we die if we try to avoid the inevitable," He gritted out through his teeth. "Dead, Granger. Did you forget what I said about magic and fate? This spell put us together. If it hadn't we'd be together by some other way. You will love me."

I felt my eyes become slightly wet. "I won't be forced to be with a man who tortured me for six years of my life then sat by and watched me wither on his rug!"

I turned again but Malfoy caught me. His hands were clasped tightly around my biceps. "Don't you ever think I didn't want to help you," He growled out. "I didn't tell them who you were, did I? Half of these lovely scars that cover my body are from the punishment I had to endure for trying to help you escape!"

My eyes went wide. "What?"

Malfoy dropped his grip and slowly backed away, his chin lifted high in the air. "Oh you don't remember?" He snapped. "You were on the verge of passing out. My parents and aunt left the room to talk to him. They left me to watch you. As soon as the door shut I was on my feet trying to wake you up. I sent Dobby to Potter and Weasley. I helped you get up. I let go of Potter and Weasley's wand when I could have killed them both on the spot. I-"

"STOP!" I wailed. Tears were stinging my eyes as I walked away from him. "It's that spell! It's making you do this! It. Isn't. Real!"

"Keep fighting it," Malfoy spat. He brushed by me and out of the meadow. His head snapped back to me. "I dare you to try."


Ty and Drew lead us down a clear trail through the woods and out on to a bigger trail. It wound down a hill and ended by a shabby little building they called "Mickey Finn's."

After offering to buy me dinner, Ty left and Drew was left to guide us into town. We walked down the main street of the town for about a mile until we came to a big intersection were three fast food places were located. Malfoy started to grumble about how fat Americans were only to be snapped back by Drew at how dirty the English were.

Drew lead us into the hotel before waving us off. He started to walk back out the door when he stopped abruptly. "Hey," He said. "What's your guys names?"

"Drac-"

"Anna and Charlie," I interrupted swiftly. Only god knows what trouble that kid could have been thrown into if he knew our actual names. "It was nice to meet you."

He gave me a wide grin before chuckling. "Oh and dude, Charlie?" Malfoy glanced at him with a raised eyebrow. "Try to fuck her in a better place next time."

Malfoy nodded curtly and I blushed furiously as he gave us another enthusiastic wave and took off. Malfoy left my side immediately and went to the front desk. It was effortless.

Soon enough, I was walking out of the bathroom after my shower and Malfoy was lounging on the king bed. He didn't even glance at me. "I'm going to get us dinner," I said. He remained silent, flipping through the TV stations as I had shown him before. "Do you want anything?"

"No," He bit out. I shook my head but walked out the door. The concierge had so wonderfully provided us with new clothing to replace our ripped ones. I still wore the same jeans and converse but had on a new tee shirt from some place that I had never heard of. The lady at the desk claimed it was all the rage.

It was simple and functional. A white long-sleeved shirt that was loose and billowy at the bottom. She has so kindly replaced my vintage jacket with the cheaper version. I took a few of the muggle-money-converting coins and walked over to the restaurant next to the hotel.

I sat down at the bar and let the buff bartender give me a random drink. I huffed and took the shot of whatever in three seconds, instantly pushing it forwards for more. "Rough night?" Came a gruff voice next to me.

I turned and nodded all at once. Sitting next to me was a tall man. He had to be around my age. His shorts had some crazy pattern on them that seemed to match with his light blue shirt. He wore a hat backwards on his head. His socks came up to his calf, some queer oxford-looking shoes on his feet.

"I'm Cade," He said and stuck out his freckled hand, his hair was a fiery red that was sticking up out of the hat.

I shook it slightly and smiled. He seemed nice enough. "I'm Anna," I said and then cringed. The contrast of our voices was so huge that it made me seem so out of place.

His eyes went wide. "You're from England?"

I nodded slightly and downed the second shot that the waitress had given me. Cade looked down at my glass. "I heard the English can hold their alcohol," He said with a smirk.

I snorted. "Where'd you here that?" My voice was already slightly slurred. I really didn't care though. I needed to get out of the situation at hand for a moment.

Cade shrugged. "Internet," He replied. "How about I make you a bet? If you can take more shots than I can and still be able to walk in a line, I'll do whatever I want."

I smirked slightly. "I'm assuming you get to do what you want if you win?"

"Yup!" He answered, his grin wide.


Seventeen shots later, and when I was absolutely pissed, I tripped over myself as I walked out to Cade's car with him. I was laughing uncontrollably and for no reason. I leaned my back against the car as I took of the bottle of tequila that I had snatched from the bartender.

"Okay babe," Cade said as he plucked the bottle from me. He laughed along with me, drunk as well but not as bad as me. "I won so now I get what I want."

I hummed in agreement and swung my arms lazily around his neck. "What e'er you want, love," I slurred. Cade smirked.

"I want to take you right here on this car," He whispered. I giggled hysterically.

"That's dirty!" I shrilled. "But ooookay!" His head went down to dip to capture my lips when a shot of pain surged in my lower stomach. I felt completely sober as I wailed and fell onto my knees on the snowy pavement. Hermione, The same voice from the meadow earlier that day hissed in my ear. Stay true to Draco! He's yours and you're his!

I don't want him! I thought back angrily. "Anna?" Cade asked from besides me. The pain in my stomach roared louder and I cried out again.

Don't do it! The voice hissed, slightly more demonic. He's calling you! I clenched my stomach as Cade rubbed my shoulders slightly.

"Are you okay?" He asked hurriedly. I nodded slightly through my clenched neck and jaw.

"I just need to go back to the hotel," I lied through my teeth. "I have somewhere to be tomorrow."

Cade frowned but nodded as he helped me up. The pain in my lower stomach was unbearable. My face twisted into a grimace as Cade helped me back over to the hotel. Good girl, The voice hissed. I almost yelled at it out loud.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" Cade asked as he turned to leave the entrance of the hotel. "Do you want me to stay?"

"NO!" I yelled just as the demon in my head hissed the same reply. Cade blinked slightly before opening and closing his mouth like a fish.

"Can I at least leave my number?" He inquired in a hushed tone. I nodded slightly before the pain in my stomach attacked me again. I groaned. No wise, The voice growled. Not wise at all. He's waiting.

"Are you sure-"

"I'm fine!" I snapped. I turned and ran up the stairs to the doorway to out hotel room. I fumbled with the key as I started to shake. The voice in my head started laughing hysterically and my breathing became ragged.

"Malfoy!" I shrieked as I flung the door open. "I'm scared there's-" I squeaked as I saw the sight in front of me.

Malfoy's ass was in the air for my viewing. His bare hips were grinding into the withering finger below him. The hip with my patronus on it was slapping against the slut who was below him. He immediately jerked around to look at me, his hair sticking up on all ends and slicked with sweat.

He pushed himself off of her and shoved the woman out of his bed. "I'm done," He hissed. The woman moaned and practically threw herself on top of my soul mate. I wanted to ground my fist against that face of hers.

"Drakey," She moaned. "I need help and it's not like she's going to help you."

He shoved her again before thawing her off the bed and pinning her against the wall. She whimpered. "I said get out," He growled. She took off from underneath his grasp and brought the sheets with her and her clothing, out of the room.

Malfoy simply flicked on the TV and started to watch whatever was on at two in the morning. He looked at me casually before turning back to the TV.

Claim him, my child, The voice hissed. He's yours for the taking.

I stalked towards Malfoy, my hips swaying as I followed the command of the voice. Malfoy sat up, in his full naked glory. I raised my hand, and swooping it across his face, an echoing crack spreading across the room.


A/N: I didn't know where to end it so Sworry :(

FYI: School starts soon :( it's going to be harder to get out new chapters with all the school work and that lovely shit. So Sworry :( again :(

Regarding the story, I have never written a lemony story. I think this story will have a lime. I'm not going full all out porno-ISH cause, bitch that ain't me. But I will start them up and you can use your kinky imagination to finish it ;)

Annnnyyyways, yes or no? Victor, NY is a real place, with people like that hahaha! Review my lovelies!

~The Lovely Zee