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Chapter 10 Some prison

Two treacherous months later, Draco and Blaise sat in a two story house filled with every wonder you could imagine. It was destined to be the house that Draco would move his soon to be wife, Astoria, into in a few weeks. Their wedding was only three weeks away and everything was falling into place perfectly, well almost perfectly. Everything except the bride, Draco thought.

"It's great mate, when you moving in?" Blaise's question cut into his head like a spear. They had been sitting on a couch staring at the walls of the house for the past twenty minutes. There were only three walls in this room because one side opened up to the kitchen area which he liked. He hated closed rooms; they always made him feel a little claustrophobic and caused him to be sick. The kitchen was a light grey and had a huge counter strip in the middle of it. Astoria loved to cook and bake so he knew she would love the space. The house had a library on the first floor which made him think of Hermione and how he wished he was here buying it for them instead. The upstairs consisted of four bedrooms and two baths. He wasn't sure why all the room was necessary; the place was only for himself and Astoria.

"Next week. Go ahead and pick a room why don't ya, there's plenty of 'em." He joked but failed to laugh; he was trying to seem happy but even the biggest and most expensive house couldn't make him smile right now. Everything he had ever imagined for himself was being stripped away from him as easily as stripping bark off a dying tree.

Blaise seemed to realize his effort and gave a snort of a chuckle. "Don't tempt me; I may take you up on it. Daphne's got me on a short leash. Some nights she gets a little cranky and makes me sleep on the couch, but hey now I can just crash here aye!" he smirked in an attempt to lighten the mood. But Draco knew that Blaise knew he couldn't do anything to help the situation. "Have you talked to her?" he asked.

With a sigh, "I write to her once a week but there's never any reply." It was true, for the past two months Draco had written Hermione eight letters and not a single letter was sent back, not one. His letters were simple, explaining that he wished things were different, that he was marrying her and not Astoria, that he still loved her, and that he missed being with her each second of every day. But it was obvious to how bad he had hurt her and he knew it. He didn't blame her for not replying, when he thought about it he decided that he probably wouldn't write back to himself either. The letters were just excuses for her anyway. She probably thought he was just being modest and trying to make her feel better about herself but that wasn't it. Everything he wrote to her was the Merlin's honor truth whether she believed him or not and he would keep writing to her until there was a letter telling him to give up because until then there was still something to fight for.

"Rotten luck mate, I'm sorry for how this turned out. I know Astoria's not the woman you wanted to marry…"

Draco cut him off, "No she's not." He stood up abruptly and fast paced himself to the kitchen and snagged a glass of water. He slowly tipped the glass into his mouth in order to pass up the seconds quickly before he'd have to reply to Blaise again.

"Astoria's beautiful mate. She graduated top of the seventh year class and is already becoming huge in the wizarding world, what is it she's doing again?"

He set his glass on the counter before saying, "Journalism, the future Rita Skeeter!" he mused. He never liked that woman he always thought she was very pushy and annoying and it just joyed him to think that his own wife was going to be doing something like that. He wasn't sure exactly of what Astoria was going to be writing about but it didn't matter to him.

"Well now she can write a piece about your family legacy! Make your name good again." Blaise's suggestion hit hard in Draco's chest and it made his skin hot with anger.

"Piss off! Why does everyone think I give a bloody hell what my name means around here anymore?" he rose his voice and Blaise flinched at the sound of it. "I'm doing this for my mother not for the sake of my father's name!" As soon as the last words left his mouth he gripped the clear glass of water and through it at the closest wall and watched it shatter. He fought to catch his breath as he pushed his hands through his hair and gripped the strands in frustration.

Blaise stood there for a couple seconds before bending over to pick up the shattered pieces of glass and setting them in the sink. He came up behind Draco and put a hand on his shoulder, "It'll be alright, I'll be there every step of the way mate. I'll even conjure you up a punching bag for times like this. I'm not sure Astoria will appreciate having to replace a glass every week," he let out a soft laugh.

Draco lifted his head to look at his mate, "Thanks," was all he said before walking out of the room and heading towards the bathroom.

Oo*oO

When Blaise walked through the door his girlfriend, Daphne Greengrass, was already in his face demanding to know where he had been for the last three hours. "I was with Malfoy, calm down woman!" He pushed past her and walked into the kitchen.

Their house was a decent size, two stories, three bedrooms and two baths. Daphne's mother had designed the whole thing. It wasn't as extraordinary as Draco's and Astoria's but Daphne wasn't her mother's pride and joy. Daphne had always gone against her parent's wishes and acted out. They had loved Blaise and his family and we're alright with the two being together but he knew that he wasn't their first choice. He also knew that Daphne was extremely jealous of all the attention that was on her sister and he guessed that was why she had wanted so much from him lately. He couldn't be with her all hours of the day and she couldn't stand it. She had to be the center of something and if it wasn't going to be within her family it was going to be in his life.

When he came back into their sitting room Daphne was still standing in the entree way looking disappointed and frustrated. "Babe," he said softly as he swiftly glided towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist and up her back gripping the backs of her shoulders. He kissed her forehead and inched her closer to him.

She finally caved and fell against his steady chest resting her head against it. She cuddled her face into him and sighed in relief. "I've been missing the feel of you."

"We can fix that," he whispered in her ear. He shifted their position in order to see her face. She was smiling and her cheeks were bright red as she nodded for him. He grabbed her hand and walked her into their master bedroom where he would show her every ounce of attention he knew she deserved.

Oo*oO

Hermione sat in her living with a friend from work, Sienna. They were both enrolled in an internship at the Ministry of Magic. They had clicked instantly because they had everything in common. Both were muggle borns, intelligent, and utterly heart broken. Sienna's boyfriend had cheated on her with an older wizard. Hermione didn't say anything on the fact that her boyfriend had changed sides of the dating game. She figured that was none of her business and that Sienna was distraught enough about it all. However after Sienna's break up Hermione had offered her a couch to sleep on until she got back up on her feet.

"Another letter came for you yesterday, you still haven't opened it." Sienna's voice was gentle and innocent, it reminded her of Ginny when she was younger and it made her miss the little red head. "Are you ever going to reply to him?" she asked.

Hermione pushed her legs up onto the couch with her and huddled them closed, "Yes." Sienna looked at her as if to say, Really? She sighed, "When I figure out what to say!"

Abruptly Sienna shifted in her spot on the couch and raised her hands as she talked, "Tell him no! He's obviously writing you all these letters for a reason! He wants you to tell him not to go through with the wedding!" Hermione just looked at her but said nothing so Sienna continued, "Hermione be brave! You love him don't you?"

And there it was, the only question that would matter in a time like this. Sienna knew she just hit the core of Hermione's existence. "Of course I love him! But I can't just stop a wedding planned by his mother in order to save their family! Draco loves him mother and couldn't hurt her just to be with me."

Sienna rolled her eyes, "Are you kidding? You are definitely underestimating the way this man feels about you. I've read every single letter and you've filled me in on your last year of that school. It sounds to me as if this man would do anything for you."

"Except refuse his mother's wishes," Hermione's head fell in-between her knees.

Her friend set one hand on her knee in comfort, "Even his refuse his mother's wishes. He just needs a push." Hermione looked at her, "Be that push Hermione."

Oo*oO

Draco watched from his bed as Astoria sat at his desk brushing her hair in a mirror that sat in front of it. He looked at the way her eyes glistened as she hummed a song he never heard of. He tilted his head as he watched her slowly brush her comb from the top to the bottom of her long dark brown hair. The way she was moving was elegant and intriguing. He thought about how soft her skin would be if he were to touch her but he quickly dismissed the thought and looked the other way.

Astoria laughed, "I know you were looking Draco." He didn't say anything in reply and refused to meet her eye. She got up from the chair and started pacing around the room. She fiddled with the hem of her night gown; the gown was black with white lace that laced the bust where her cleavage protruded from and the hem that lay just at the bottom of her bum. "It's okay to want me Draco." She sat gently on the corner of the bed and watched Draco sweat.

He looked at her for a brief moment and turned away, "You keep me like a prisoner." Again she laughed in a devilish tone and crawled up next him. She laid one hand on his knee and slowly stroked her fingers against his thigh seductively. "If I wanted to be a prisoner Astoria I would've confessed to being a true death eater at the trial," his tone was sharp and hateful.

"If I wanted to keep you prisoner Draco, I'd magically cuff you to this bed." Each time she laughed it was like a stab through the heart for him, "But at least in this prison you get to have a tad bit of fun…" she lifted the hem of her gown high enough to show her hip and the panties underneath. She grabbed his hand and put it on her thigh, desperate for his touch.

Draco didn't move his hand instead he grabbed Astoria by her hips with such a force and speed and threw her against the head board while he slammed his lips against hers. Her hands shot fiercely up and into his hair tangling her fingers into his blond locks. The kiss wasn't anything like how he remembered kissing Hermione. Kissing Hermione had been passionate and consuming of everything he felt for her. But kissing Astoria was adrenalizing and even violent. The kiss between them was eager, intense, and grew fiery. He grabbed her face in his palm and pressed his body against hers. He could hear her whimper underneath him but he didn't care, this was what she wanted and she proved it. She pushed back and Draco fell to his back while Astoria climbed on top of him.

It was her turn to show the fire and heat so she ripped off his shirt and kissed down his neck and torso roughly. He laid there and let her have her way until his pants were off as well. Then he rolled her over and violently pushed off her gown. "Some prison, huh?" Astoria whispered through her heavy breathing with a smirk on her face.

"Shut up," he muttered as he took the back of her head and pulled her up to kiss his mouth. Her lips opened under his and meshed between them causing a fierce battle with their tongues. She hadn't been wearing a bra so for him it was a free zone. After parting from her lips he immediately attached his lips to her left breast and teased her nipple while one of his hands rubbed the other and not in the gentlest manner. He could sense her body tense and push against the bed but he wasn't letting her move.

Instead of moving her body she decided to just use her hands to remove Draco's briefs which he let her do. He then took off her white laced panties and threw them across the room. Now that they were completely naked there was nothing stopping him from entering her. He didn't play, he didn't tease, he just jolted his length inside her as she cried out in pain or pleasure, he couldn't tell. He thrusted and shoved ferociously until she moaned his name. He felt her hand move to hold his neck. He opened his eyes and saw that she was enjoying every minute of what was happening. He exited and turned her around aggressively and entered her from behind. She was on her hands and knees moaning his name, sexual references, and even things that made Draco feel like he truly was her prisoner. His tension grew angry as he grabbed her hair and pulled as he thrusted harder into her. The familiar feeling of his normal ejaculation rushed over his body and he let go. He pulled out and left her in the position of a dog and pulled on his pants. He watched her as she fell over onto her back and sighed in complete pleasure, "No one has ever fucked me like that before." Her words shocked him; she had actually enjoyed their sex. In his opinion he had fucked her brutally; he would have never had acted the way he had with her with Hermione. Hermione. The one simple thought of her made him regret everything he had just done. He felt Astoria moving on the bed and felt her arms embracing him from behind. He quickly got to his feet, "I think I'm going to sleep on the couch."

"Excuse me?" she said harshly and clearly offended.

"I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry. Since neither of our mothers are here I think I'm going to take the opportunity of an empty house and sleep anywhere but with you." He snatched a pillow and walked out of the room leaving Astoria gazing after him with tears in her eyes.

Oo*oO

That same night Sienna and Hermione were huddled in Hermione's bed watching old muggle movies when Sienna had finally read Draco's letter to Hermione.

Dear Hermione,

Every day I think about you and the way our bodies used to feel against each other. I feel as if my whole world has shifted into some awful nightmare without you. I can't sleep at night. If I do, I dream of you and I can't bear the sight of you knowing I can't have you. Merlin knows I wish I could have you. Rescue me from this nightmare my love, I beg of you.

With all my love, Draco

"I told you! I told you he wanted you to come to him and stop the wedding!" Sienna was practically screaming in his face.

"It's a figure of speech Si." She ran her fingers across the letter; the letter had been dated for almost four days ago. She wondered what he was doing now and if he was happy. She missed him dearly and wished she had the courage to do everything that Sienna had been telling her to do for the past hours.

"Figure of speech on my arse! 'Rescue me Hermione from my horrid nightmares of that ugly hag faced troll!'" Sienna burst into a laugh and fell back.

Hermione laughed but not as hard, "He did not say that!"

"He should have." Sienna's face showed proof of how serious she was. "She's an ugly troll who prances around like little miss slut of the wizarding world."

This time Hermione did laugh, more than she had planned on. Her stomach was in knots as she gasped for air, "Somehow I don't think trolls can be sluts, do they even… you know?" She couldn't help but laugh at her reference towards the naughty deed.

Sienna gasped and laughed in her face, "Of course they do! Maybe not a lot but how do you think we get more of those nasty buggers!"

Hermione almost choked on her own spit as she coughed up more laughs, "Oh my! I can't even!" Her laughs were giving her a headache and stomach pains and she was pretty positive she had to pee.

"Honestly, he's dying for you to be his knight and shining armor!" her giggles made a squeal which made the two of them laugh even harder.

"Isn't that supposed to be the other way around?"

"You're not the one being married off to an ugly troll! He needs help! Run to the castle Hermione! 'Rapunzel Rapunzel, let down your hair!' Step on the princess frog and let 'em know who the real bride is!" Sienna flew back laughing.

"Those are two different stories Sienna." Hermione tried to be serious but it was impossible.

"Oh shut up! And give the merman his legs!" Sienna couldn't take it. She rolled off the bed and giggled her humor into the carpet.

Hermione stood up, "I'm going to write him."

Sienna sat up where she was and straightened her face, "You're ready for this?"

"Now or never."

Oo*oO

It's been hours since Draco left Astoria in his room crying and he just couldn't fall asleep. All of his thoughts were of his regret and sorrow. He was ashamed of what he did to Astoria and even worse what he did to Hermione. How he could do this? Eventually Hermione would find out about tonight somehow. Females always did; he'd learned that throughout watching Blaise cheat on every girlfriend he's ever had during school. And they were adults, graduated and on their own and now Blaise was doing better in relationships than he was.

He laid his head by on the arm of the couch and waited for his eyes to drift. Except they never did; he heard a tapping noise coming from the kitchen. He got up and walked into the dark room where he could just make out a small brown owl at the window sill. His heart began to race. He ran to the window and quickly opened it. The own hooted once and jumped in through the window, "settle down," he muttered to the bird. When he finally got the letter detached from the birds foot he sped up his pace to sit back on the couch.

He opened the envelope and unfolded the parchment. The writing was hers; he would know it anywhere.

Draco,

I should have written sooner. Please don't let this be too late. My love for you has never died. It has never lessened. It's only increased my yearning for you. The thought of losing you to someone else is unbearable. I've spent my days crying over you and trying to figure out how I was going to move on. I can't Draco. I can't move on. I need you. I need you to not marry Astoria. I want to run to you and never let go. Nothing matters to me but you. Not your name, not your legacy, and not what society will think of us. We can be happy, I promise you happiness. Be brave my love, run to me, be with me.

With all my love, Hermione

Xoxo

Draco dropped the letter to the floor letting a tear from his eye hit it on its way down.

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