Draco slowly blinked his eyes open as he waited for his surroundings to come into focus. He was laying in some sort of cave and although he was in the stone structure, he was very warm. He was covered in some sort of down blanket and his back was pressed against something very warm. The events of the botched Quidditch practice muddled his thoughts, and flexed his limps to see if he could feel the pain of the breaks. When he felt nothing, he let out a small whoop of joy. He felt something move behind him and he became rigid as he searched his pockets for his wand. He felt contentment wash over him as a deep purring barely registered in his addled mind.
"Mine, mine, mine. All mine. Gonna be all mine." In the back of his mind, Draco registered that it was Hermione behind him, but all he could think about was her warm body pressed against his as it vibrated as she purred. Her small delicate hand roamed up from its unnoticed place against his abdomen and ran up and down his chest. He could feel his pants tenting and his breathing speeding up. He shivered when his plump lips made contact with the juncture between his neck and shoulder.
Her tongue darted out and lapped at the skin and he couldn't contain the moan that escaped his lips. Rolling over so they were facing each other, Draco captured her lips in a searing kiss. Her fingers twisted themselves into his hair as she pulled him closer and his hips gave an involuntary jerk when she pulled at his bottom lip with her teeth. Their kissing slowed down to just a few pecks until they were left panting and looking into each other's eyes.
"How did I get healed?" Once Draco regained his breath, his clouded mind started to clear up and he was able to think again.
"I did it. Fools. Break what's mine. Vengeance is in their future." Hermione's voice had an almost ethereal quality to it. Her face hardened and her eyes glowed a deep violet. If it had been any other person, they would be wetting themselves at the hatred in her voice. It was almost like she was a completely different person right now.
"Hermione, its uh, it was just an accident, I should've been paying more attention. Stuff like that happens all the time in Quidditch. But we really need to head back. The professors are probably worried." Hermione seemed to shake herself out of her stupor and nodded her head. "Now, how are we supposed to get back? I don't even know where we are." He finally took in his surrounding and noted they seemed to be in a cave of some sort.
"We're in a cave in the Forbidden Forrest, this is where the Veela brought us. If I can remember correctly, I can fly us out of here."
"You talk like you're two different people. Why is that?"
"Its hard to explain. It's almost like we are. I don't know what Professor Snape did, but he didn't give me the right potion yesterday and she came through. Like on the train and in the library, when the Veela comes out, I don't have a lot of control, it's almost like I'm in the passenger seat or something, just along for the ride." Draco thought about what she had said and it made sense. "She's very strong, I can feel the magic in her, and I think I have an idea on how to make us whole, I just have to do some more research. Sadly, the Hogwarts' library doesn't have very much in the way of knowledge on the subject, it's very disheartening. The books your mother sent were more helpful, however, they still left more questions unanswered."
Draco nodded and stood up. His sinewy body stretched as he reached his hands towards the roof of the cave. Several audible cracks were heard and he let out a sigh of contentment. He looked over at Hermione sitting on a makeshift bed of sorts. His breath hitched in his throat at the sight of her white glowing eyes. His ears were then filled with her purring once again. "Hermione?"
She shook her head and closed her eyes. "Sorry, she popped back in again." She stood up with a sigh and offered him her hand. The two walked out of the cave and into the bright light of the forest. Hermione looked back up a Draco before she faced forward and rolled her shoulders. Draco let out a yelp as great white wings burst from her back.
"Bloody hell Hermione! Warn me before you do that again!" Her musical laughter filled his ears and he felt his lips turn up in a small smile. He took her offered hand once again and stepped into her embrace. Her wings flapped and with a whoosh, they were off.
