Thank you all for your lovely comments, even the ones who didn't send such nice ones. It's alright I can live with that. But like I said, I have classes these few days so the uploads will be sparing. The reason why I require reviews, you all must be wondering is because I need to see your, the readers reaction to characters and other aspects of the story. I don't need compliments (I love them though!) I require constructive criticism, don't be mean just tell me what you want me to change in the story and if I think it is a reasonable request and something that will improve the story I will do it. but otherwise, I am glad to see so many people respond to the chapter on Child Abuse and Bullying. Both of which have happened to me. This story is a way to show the detrimental affects it has on both the psyche and physical body of a child. As I said before in my country there are no laws to handle these major problems, but yours do. So if my message is helping children across the world from me, it's more than enough. I try what I can in my own country, but the stature of limitation is the fact that we have no laws to prevent it. So thank you all for responding with such fervor.

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This chapter is dedicated to all the victims of Bullying in the world. Hold on and think about a life where you can be happy.

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Para Amar Un Plebeo: When a God Loves a Commenor

Oh what a sight is a natural disaster! So tragic yet so rivetingly beautiful. The funnel of a tornado or the wave of a tsunami….

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Draconis was furious; he knew he couldn't blame everyone. But right now as he walked through the village all he could see were people who caused harm to an innocent girl. His long deep blue cloak swirled around him as he strode through town square. The young women stood still to gaze at him in awe, as he was a magnificent sight. But as handsome as he looked, the women were scared. His face looked like it was carved out of granite. His eyes were full of wrath and his clenched fists indicated his anger.

The elves had said her parents were shunned to the outskirts of town, so he walked along the rough stone roads, his dragon hide boots making no sound. The people in the town square had stopped to take In this stunning stranger, It was a small village. They hardly ever had such well dressed men among them. Today was market day and the entire village was in town square, some hawking their wares and others just out for the day. Draconis was furious; clearly the village was doing well. It didn't have the grimy look seen in other villages commonly. The crops were doing well and food was abundant.

But they couldn't spare one meal a day on a girl who was staving?!

He noticed a young woman surveying him from behind a stall. She was tall and rather good looking, her long red hair stopped just shy of her shoulder blades. What he didn't like about her was the coy smirk she was giving him; her dark brown eyes had a slumberous 'come hither' look in them. The moment she saw him looking at her, she walked forward swinging her generous hips in a slow hypnotic manner. Draconis raised his eyebrow; he wasn't as immune to her charms as he liked to believe but he had seen enough of women folk to know that this particular one wanted something.

But she was well dressed in muslin no less!

Was it money she wanted? Draconis had no clue. As she sauntered up to him Draconis leaned back against the wooden pole of a fruit shop. She was close, so close that he could smell the noxious perfume rolling of her waves. He crinkled his nose in disgust.

"My lord." Purred out Ginny Weasley, as she looked at the rich young man in front of her. She had never seen the likes of him before. His rich deep eyes regarded her with lazy insolence and large arms flexed under his cloak. Every few minutes his large hand would caress his tied back hair. Ginny had never seen a man with such blatant sexuality. He was not just attractive, he was raw. She could see his beastly urges, as fine as his clothes were she could see that they were restraining him, making him cage in his inner beast. A beast that would devour anything in its path. Ginny felt herself shiver, half in fear and half in arousal.

"Is there something you are looking for? Something I can help you find?" she asked him, batting her long ginger lashes in his direction, her voice had taken on a lower pitch, it came out husky as if she were asking him for something else altogether.

Draconis gave out a low growl; it was not of arousal but of impatiens. She was delaying him and if she didn't step aside in a second he would rip her apart, ever since finding Hermione in the forest his senses were on high alert.

He wanted to see Hermione, but how was he too just leave her here after getting almost killed? He needed to make sure she was safe when he brought her back. So he decided it was time to play the redheads game, she clearly wanted something and so did he. So he moved closer and ran is finger up her cheek, she looked at him with eyes glazed with lust.

"We can help each other can't we sweetness?" he asked his voice raspy.

"Help each other? I have no idea what you are talking about." She said flipping her hair and her eyes glittering with faux innocence.

"Don't play games with me darling, I know all about women like you." He drawled out to her and inside his head "And unfortunately I helped create you."

"So what is your price? Tell me money, jewels, what tell me?"

"I want both." She said her eyes glittering with greed.

"Not so fast." He said. "First you give me what I want."

"And exactly what is it that you want."

"Information. Tell me about Hermione."

Ginny burst into laughter, loud, cruel taunting laughter. "What would you want with the whore's daughter?"

Draconis leaned forward, his face covered with a savage look and pressed his large hand into the girl's neck and jerked her forward. "Do you see how easy it is for me to just snap your neck?" he asked her with a cold smile, laughing when her eyes bugged out of her head and slowly released the pressure.

"Not very nice is it, to be targeted by someone larger than you?" he asked her, his voice had grown cold and his eyes were icy. "You must be one of them, those people who think that just because you are born privileged that means that you are above every other mortal. What gives you the right to taunt her?" his eyes feral.

"She is a whore's daughter! An illegitimate child! Why in the world are you defending her? Walking around this place, reading poetry and talking about the position of stars and the functions of manure. She thinks she is better than us!"

"She may be a whore's daughter but you behave like a whore." Draconis said coldly as he shoved her aside. Ginny fell to the muddy road and watched Draconis walk by. Stopping just for a second he turned and threw her a pouch and in a loud voice called out. "Thank you for your services."

Ginny's face went as red as her hair as all the men looked at her in silent lust and the women is disgust.

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Draconis stood in front of a house, well if this shack could be called a house.

It was old and falling apart, wind and water damage was so severe that mould and green moss had begun to grow on the house, no wonder Hermione's inner functions were weak, she had inhaled enough mould spores to nearly kill a person. He walked up to the door and knocked….. as soon as his fist came in contact with the door it groaned and slid forward.

The house was empty, so he walked in. The place was stinking; old clothes and rags were in a corner, unwashed. Empty bottles of local whiskey and scotch were littered on the floor. Draconis could not believe she lived here! As he walked on he came upon the hearth where a large stain was covering the floor, he knew it was Hermione's blood, tiny shards of glass were all round the hearth.

No one had bothered to clean up the blood. She had been missing for over three days now and no one was concerned. Draconis walked through the house, it was disgusting water leaked through the roof and dirty smells were coming out of the walls it seemed. Draco wanted to see her room but as her parents were not here right now he couldn't stay any longer.

He wanted to get back to her. He had decided how he would kill them. Now he would come back to finish the job later. But the first thing on his list was never letting the girl come back here. As he walked out of the house, he whistled for Lume, who promptly flew down in front of the hose.

"Before we leave, burn the house down." Draconis said to his dragon who just nodded his great head and huffed.

"You better get back master." Said the dragon, Draconis climbed on to his back and watched as he opened his large mouth and blew out a jet of mushroom shaped fire in pure blue. The house caught fire immediately and Draconis could feel its heat from where he sat, he welcomed it.

Both the dragon and his master sat together as they watched the house burn and go up in flames. Draconis felt a malicious bolt of pleasure go through him. Hermione might never forgive him for burning down her parent's house but he simply didn't care. And seeing the house burning had given him pleasure, so he decided it was time for the other villager to pay.

"Lume fly into the sky, just low enough to burn down this village." Draconis said coldly,

The dragon gave his master an uncertain look, which Draconis just pushed it away and gave the command again. Slowly the large dragon flew into the air, "Spare the people. But show them how it is to live without food and proper housing." Draconis said coldly.

So the dragon set flame to everything, being careful not to hurt a human. And soon enough loud screams erupted from house to house as the people ran out and looked at their village burning into the ground right before their eyes. Draconis sat on the dragons back and looked down at the sobbing people with cold indifference. Let them now see how it has been for her.

"Take me to Latvia." Draconis said to Lume, who just nodded. He was afraid. Their master was gentle, this was the first time he had ever done something like that.

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Draconis walked into Augs cottage and greeted him.

"So did you mange to help her." Draconis asked him

"Old friend! I am shocked at the doubt I hear in your voice." Augs smirked at Draconis and led him to the bed where Hermione was lying down.

"I have to go gather some herbs." Augs said knowingly. "Be careful with her Draco."

Draconis smirked at him and bent next to the cot, as he heard the door slam behind him he ran his hands up her soft face. Her long lashes formed perfect crescents against her porcelain skin, her skin was translucent, she looked like she was constructed with the finest china. she was better now, her cheeks were flushed with color and soft lips were parted in a peaceful rest. Augs had braided her hair into a long plait, she looked like an angel. Draconis could feel his senses being wrapped by her scent, she smelled like oranges and spices. Delicate… so very-very delicate. He was afraid to touch her again in case he broke her.

Draconis sat down at the foot of her bed and rested his back against the wooden post, closing his eyes and contemplating what consequences his actions of today would have.

As he turned back to look at the girl he did all this for …..he found her beautiful golden eyes open.

"Hello Draco."

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That's all for today, thank you for reading folks