The Abduction of Draco Malfoy

Chapter 1: Willingly

Her red hair tickles his chest as she leans forward with her hands on his pectoral muscles. He licks his lips as he listens to her groans. His hands go to her hips as he begins to help her ride him. She begins to ride harder at the feel of his hands on her. Her groans become louder when he flips their bodies over so he is on top and begins to pound harder into her. She spreads her legs further apart so he can fit more of his erection into her. He grunts with each thrust knowing that the end is coming soon for the both of them.

Harder and harder, he thrusts until her orgasm and he quickly follows. They meet in a passionate kiss and then he collapses atop her. Harry wakes up from his dream with a smile on his face.

He reaches for his glasses and finds them on a wood nightstand. He puts then on and looks to the left of the bed. Harry frowns when he sees Ron lying next to him ` not exactly, the redhead he wants to see when he wakes.

Ginny has always been anxious to please him in bed and he certainly will not share that information with Ron since Ron still believes her to be a virgin. Harry does not waste a moment when she reaches down into his pants. In fact, he lets her do whatever she pleases to him.

Harry remembers the fight in the ring that happened earlier and begins to wonder what has happened to Hermione since she is obviously not with them. If he and Ron are together then that means that Ron lost as well. He also notices that Malfoy is not around and Harry worries that the Slytherin Slime ball fought and won.

Harry does not like the idea that Hermione in some way owes Malfoy. He grunts when he sits up realizing how sore his stomach is. The Gryffindor clutches his stomach as he sits up further in the bed. He looks over at Ron again and grimaces from the large bruise covering a portion of Ron's face. Harry is not sure how bad Ron was beat, but if he looks that bad, Harry wonders what he himself looks like.

He begins to shake Ron awake, `I want to sleep in, Mum,' grumbles Ron.

Harry shakes his head at Ron. Ron has always been difficult to wake up.

`I'm not your mother,' replies Harry with another shove.

Ron, frowning, quickly wakes up with a stretch. He continues to look around the room knowing something is missing, but cannot quite place it.

`Do you see anything missing?' asks Harry waiting for Ron to come up with the same deduction that Malfoy probably won his fight. Ron shakes his head in agreement, but does not say anything.

`Hermione and Malfoy,' says Harry answering his own question.

`That's right,' says Ron sitting up. `Where do you suppose they are?'

`Maybe some place arguing,' says Harry, hoping that he is right with that comment rather than the latter.

He hates the idea of Malfoy putting one hand on Hermione. Harry recalls when Hermione saw Malfoy naked and said that he is `perfect'. He will not put it pass Malfoy to manipulate Hermione into giving him her virginity. If Malfoy has placed a finger on Hermione,

he will have the ass kicking of a lifetime.

Hermione can tell that Draco is avoiding her. She knows that he is near because the Unbreakable Vow only allows him to be only ten feet away from her, however, but she wishes he were closer.

The Gryffindor has already eaten lunch and is on her way to see Harry and Ron. She figures she will tell them about her and Draco's marriage. After all, lying about it makes no sense. If they make any complaints, she can make them feel guilty for not winning. She is positive that the guilt trip will shut them up and then she can continue to pursue her husband.

Hermione smiles when calling Draco her husband. Granted, she wanted to be married when she was much older, but she has Draco Malfoy and that is something she thought would be impossible. She, Hermione Granger, Gryffindor bookworm, is married to Draco Malfoy,

Slytherin extraordinaire, and most importantly, he wants her.

Her memory continues to flood her with images of him on top her. She remembers the ecstasy she felt when he was pounding into her. Her stomach begins to tighten and she becomes wet when the memory of her first orgasm resurfaces. `Why can't he just admit he wants me?' Hermione asks herself aching for his body to be on hers again.

She makes it to the dwelling where Harry and Ron are resting. Hermione takes a deep breath and enters. Harry and Ron avoid eye contact with Hermione when they see her enter. She can only assume that they are embarrassed that they failed at saving her. Her memory recalls Draco saying that things would be better if Ron or Harry won; however, she knows how wrong Draco was.

Hermione sees Ron and Harry more as brothers than she would a spouse or a lover. She is married to the man that she wants.

`Harry, Ron, how are you both feeling?' asks Hermione approaching the bed.

`Sore,' replies Harry. Hermione sheepishly smiles at her friends when she realizes how badly bruised they are from the fight.

`Thank you, for all that you two did,' says Hermione. Though they did not win, she is thankful to have friends like them.

`So what happened?' asks Harry curious to hear what happened after he passed out.

Ron, embarrassed, slouches in the bed covering his face with his hand.

`Ron fought the same guy as you-,' says Hermione trailing off.

`I take it he lost, too.'

`Yes.'

`So what happened with Malfoy?'

`He was forced to fight-,' trails off Hermione again not finding the courage to tell her friends what had happened afterward. Harry looks Hermione in the eyes for the first time since she entered and he notices something different about her.

`She's positively glowing,' thinks Harry. `That's what Ginny looks like after-' His thoughts trail away as he realizes Hermione had sex. `Malfoy,' thinks Harry.

`Hermione, I want to know what happened,' says Harry not satisfied with what Hermione has already told him.

`Fine, I'll just come out and say it.' Harry and Ron exchange nervous glances. The news is obviously something they are not going to be happy about, `Malfoy and I are married.' Harry and Ron begin to laugh, but stop when they see her glowering at them.

`You're serious!' exclaims Ron.

`Yes, that goblet binds marriages.'

`I bet you told him off, Hermione,' says Ron. Harry looks at Hermione and can tell by her countenance that quite the opposite occurred. Harry clenches his jaw not happy that one of his best friends has slept with his enemy.

`Ron, I-,' trails off Hermione not knowing the right words. Her caramel eyes look at Ron and see him frowning. He knows what happened. Ron is angry that she refuted him only to sleep with Malfoy.

`Once we get back to Hogwarts you can get an annulment,' says Harry trying not to be angry, after all, he and Ron had an opportunity to fight also and lost.

Hermione looks at Harry not knowing how to tell him that she does not want an annulment.

She wants to stay with Malfoy. Strangely enough, she feels safe with him and she cannot imagine going through the rest of her life not being touched by him. The Gryffindor adores his smile and integrity. Hermione never thought it possible, but she thinks she is falling in love with Draco.

`First, I have to find out if an annulment is possible. He and I are magically bound, Harry,

and from my understanding being magically bound to someone is permanent.'

Ron looks away knowing that Hermione is right. He had hoped that he might still have a chance with her, but Draco Sodding Malfoy has stolen her away. Harry can tell that Hermione is only saying that to appease him. He does not know what Malfoy does in bed, but Malfoy has Hermione hooked.

`So what did Malfoy do that won him the fight?' asks Harry.

`He used dark magic,' says Hermione, not going into detail about the dragon serpent tattoo.

Harry does not like this situation one bit, and can tell that Ron feels the same way. Ron gives a yawn, `I better go so you two can get ready. We should leave soon.' Harry and Ron shake their heads in agreement. Hermione gives them one last glance as she exits the dwelling.

`I'm going to kill bloody Malfoy, Harry!' Ron says as he gets out of the bed.

`Stand in line, Ron,' replies Harry slowly rising out of the bed. Harry figures they both can intimidate Malfoy to stay away from Hermione.

Hermione steps away from the dwelling thankful that it went better than what she expected.

Harry and Ron did not say much when she expected them to yell their displeasure. She continues walking when she feels a hand grab her and drag her behind a large tree. Hermione smiles, Draco has finally admitted to himself that he wants her. However, Hermione frowns when she sees Garrick standing before her. She tries to get away from him, but he grabs her by the arm and slams her against the trunk of a tree. She is about to scream when Garrick places the blade of a knife against her throat.

Draco walks around the sanctuary keeping to the shadows. He is testing the boundaries of the Unbreakable Vow and has found that he is able to go further than ten feet while in the sanctuary, however, when he is not within the confines of the sanctuary he is limited.

He can only assume it has to do with the fact that there is a barrier. The Slytherin continues to walk. He does not trust Reece and he is tired of all the glares coming from the other wizards.

In addition, he has a certain Gryffindor on his mind He calls himself a fool to be denying Granger-err-Hermione. There is no getting out of this binding so he may as well make the most it. The Slytherin pauses walking as he hears a few voices approaching.

`They'll be leaving soon,' says Reece to five wizards walking with him. One wizard stops walking and faces Reece.

`We didn't expect them to win her, surely you're not going to let her just leave.'

`I didn't expect the blond to fight, what's his name-,' asks Reece trailing off.

`I've heard the girl call him Draco.'

`Yes, that's it ` Draco. Draco surprised me that's for sure, but I do have a plan.' Draco continues to listen to their conversation anxious to hear Reece's plan.

`Well, let's hear it,' says another Wizard.

`We're going to let them leave, but we're going to follow them. When they're tired and resting, we will attack them killing the blond first. The other two boys will cause problems in the long run so we'll kill them also.'

Draco quirks an eyebrow at Reece's plan ` it is a good plan ` worthy of Slytherin himself. However, Draco has a better plan and Reece will never see it coming. He gets distracted from his thoughts when he feels an aching pain on his left arm. The Slytherin rolls up his sleeves and notices thorns begin to sprout from the golden olive vine that spirals up his left arm from his binding with Granger and knows Hermione is in danger.

`Not a fucking word, bitch, or I'll kill you,' threatens Garrick. Hermione's lips tremble as tears roll down her cheeks. She shuts her eyes and looks away when Garrick puts his hands up her skirt and begins to fondle her. Hermione tries to silence her sobs when Garrick roughly pulls down her undergarments, `You're about to experience the best shag in a lifetime. Do you have any idea as to how long it's been since I shagged a girl?' Hermione hears Garrick gag and she quickly opens her eyes. Her vision is blurred from the tears so she wipes them away to find Draco holding Garrick in a chokehold.

`You're going to have to wait a while longer,' says Draco. Hermione smiles, this is the second time he has saved her. She knows that a majority of his actions is due to duty, but that is what she is falling in love with. No matter what he says or thinks, he will never falter from his duty to her ` his new family. `Granger, get out of here,' orders Draco as he tightens his arm around Garrick's neck.

`What are you going to do, Draco?'

`I don't have to explain myself to you. Now get the bloody hell out of here.'

`Merlin, Draco, you're going to kill him, aren't you?' Hermione sees Garrick's face light up with fear. He tries to plea for his life, but his words are unintelligible due to the pressure Draco his applying with his arm around Garrick's neck. Draco makes no reply. `Draco, I think...,' says Hermione when Draco interrupts her.

`There's the whole problem, Granger, you're thinking. Now get the bloody hell out of here.'

`No.'

Draco glares at Hermione for her disobedience. He makes a quick movement with his arm and Hermione jumps from the snapping of Garrick's neck. The Slytherin releases his grip on Garrick and the body falls with a thud. Silent tears begin to run down her face and she wipes them away.

`Don't you dare cry for him,' says Draco stepping closer to Hermione. `The bloody bastard wouldn't have thought twice about using you, Granger.'

`It's Hermione, and what makes you think I'm crying for him?' Draco scowls at her question, `I was crying because I realized how weak I am without magic. If I had my wand working I could have protected myself.'

`Magic did protect you, Grang-Hermione, I knew you were in danger because we're connected through the bonding.' Draco kneels down in front of Hermione and pulls up her undergarments.

Her hands begin to shake and her stomach tightens at the feel of his fingers going up her legs.

Draco stands up once he is done. The Slytherin curses himself for touching her. He wants to believe that the aphrodisiac is somehow still in his system, but he knows it is not true. Her skin is as smooth as he remembers and her thighs are just as welcoming. Hermione longs for him to touch her again. She wants to forget what just happened with Garrick and be with Draco. He goes to walk away, but Hermione grabs the front of his robes and pulls him toward her.

He wants to pull away from away her, but he knows that she should not exert herself in her condition. True he is not ready to admit that his child is going to be a half-blood, but it is his duty to protect what is his. Hermione leans against the tree and furrows her eyebrows when Draco places a palm on her stomach momentarily. They catch eyes and Hermione can see lust in his gray eyes. The Slytherin hates that she has this control over him. He scowls at her and eases his robes out of her grasp. Draco begins to walk away, but stops and faces her.

`You shouldn't walk alone anymore. Let's go,' orders Draco.

Hermione steps over Garrick's body and begins to follow her husband. Hermione then comes to understand what the problem has been all along. Draco likes to be dominating. Every time she makes a move on him, he either scowls or insults her. Yet, when he makes the advances, he follows through with his actions.

They approach the dwelling that Ron and Harry were resting in when the two Gryffindors step out. Ron and Harry immediately grab Draco and slam him up against the wall of the dwelling.

`I don't know what game you think you're playing with Hermione, but the moment we get back to Hogwarts you're ending this sham of a marriage,' says Harry.

`You keep your bloody hands off Hermione! You understand, Malfoy, if I catch you touching her I'll kill you,' says Ron.

`Well, at least now I know why neither of you made into Ravenclaw. Exactly what kind of game would I be playing with Granger? If you two weren't losers one of you would be married to her not me.' Draco looks to Ron, `If you recall I said that I didn't want to get involved in the fight that it would be better if you or Potter won, remember, or did that buffoon knock out what was left your brains?'

Harry looks to Ron for confirmation. Ron gives a sheepish smile and backs away from Malfoy.

Harry does the same and Draco straightens out his robes, `Potter, just so you know magical bonding is permanent there will be no annulment.' Harry glares at Draco. Malfoy steps away from the wall.

`We better get going,' says Hermione changing the subject.

Harry and Ron turn around to see Hermione glaring at them. She is furious with them for doing that. They never once asked her how she felt about the marriage and they attack her husband without provocation. Hermione comes to understand that Ron and Harry will never accept Draco as her husband and who can really blame them. After all, he is Death Eater. Perhaps, with some unconditional love Draco will change.

The quartet quietly exits the sanctuary and begins to walk back the way they came the night before, `I think Darcie gave us the wrong directions,' says Hermione.

`What gave you the first clue?' asks Draco sarcastically. Hermione scowls at Draco's comment.

`Shut up, Draco!' orders Hermione.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron continue walking, but then a force prevents them from continuing.

The Gryffindor's turn around to see Draco with his back to them, facing the sanctuary, and a red mist radiating from his body.

`What the bloody hell,' mumbles Harry.

Slowly they approach the Slytherin wondering what he is doing. Hermione faces Draco and sees his left hand clutching the blade of the knife that was used in her attack. She steps back when she looks into his eyes and sees red flames dancing in his once gray eyes.

Draco puts the knife in the folds of his cloak. He walks toward the gate of the sanctuary and touches it with his bloody hand. Quickly fire begins to spread along the outer rim of the sanctuary. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Draco all step away from the heat radiating from the

fire that is now engulfing the sanctuary.

`Draco, what have you done!' shouts Hermione in tears. Draco looks from Hermione to the fire and then back to Hermione.

`I'd say that's rather obvious,' says Draco matter-of-factly with his gray eyes back.

Hermione slaps him across the face with tears streaming down her face. She begins to sob when she hears men screaming from within the sanctuary. Draco lightly grabs Hermione by the arm and begins to walk away with her.

`You don't touch her like that!' yells Ron. Draco turns and faces Ron.

`I'm having a private conversation with my-err-wife so sod off!' yells Draco. Ron looks at Harry knowing the he has been trumped. When Draco and Hermione are out of listening distance,

he stops walking and releases his grasp on her arm, `Don't you ever hit me again! Do understand, Granger!'

`It's Hermione! Merlin, Draco, I can't believe you just did that!' Draco takes a step toward Hermione and she steps away still wiping away tears. Rather than taking another step Draco reaches his hands out, grabs her by the shoulders, and pulls her closer to him.

`Grang-Hermione, though I deny it I know that I'm bound to you. Those bloody bastards wanted me to pass you around like a common whore. Any man who has the audacity to look at you the wrong way will share the same fate. I protect what is mine and I kill the rest. So you better start bloody believing.'

`I-,' trails off Hermione not knowing what to say. She knows he is a Slytherin and will do things she finds wrong, after all, he is a Death Eater so these actions should not be too surprising.

However, if he continues with these actions in the Wizarding world he will end up in Azkaban.

`What, Granger?' Hermione glares at him for calling her Granger again.

`I don't want you doing things like this again,' says Hermione avoiding eye contact.

`Hermione, I overheard Reece talking about how he was going to follow us - kill Potter, Weasel, and myself to get you back,' explains Draco. Hermione shakes her head in understanding. He did this to protect her. She also realizes that Draco said she is his, and he is right.

`Draco, I had no idea,' says Hermione.

`No, shit.' Draco is still grasping her shoulders and she looks up to his face and grimaces at the red handprint on his cheek. She goes to caress his cheek and he releases his grip on her shoulders then steps away from her hand. `I've never raised my hand to you. I expect the same courtesy.'

He turns his back on her before she is able to reply and reproaches Harry and Ron with her quickly behind him. Hermione seeing the glares coming from Ron and Harry decides to explain to them what Draco told her about Reece.

`Don't say a word I know what you're thinking,' says Hermione.

`That Draco is a sick bastard and will be going to Azkaban once we get back to

the Wizarding world,' replies Harry. Draco scowls at Harry retort.

`Reece was going to have us followed, kill you three, and bring me back here at his will.' Harry and Ron exchange glances and come to a silent agreement that it sounds like a logical explanation.

`Fine, it makes sense. I was thinking they were letting us go to easily.' Harry looks to Draco, `Next time you tell us before you do anything.'

`That's not in the agreement with the Unbreakable Vow so you can kiss my Slytherin ass,' says Draco.

They silently begin to walk back the way the came the previous day. The walk seems slower with Harry clenching his ribs and Ron moping because of the humidity. Hermione's hair, much to her dismay, has frizzed out. Harry and Ron have gone shirtless after two hours of walking.

Hermione has already taken off her robes and vest. Draco observes the sweat running down her forehead and the exhausted look she is wearing on her face. She continually licks her lips and he knows she is thirsty.

He walks up beside her, pulls out a piece of fruit, and hands it to her. Her eyes light up like its Christmas and she begins to eat the fruit. She only eats a portion of it and then shares the rest with Harry and Ron. The Slytherin shakes his head at her willingness to share. Hermione, grinning, glances at Draco. She can sense things are changing between the two of them and she likes it.

Another hour passes and Hermione can no longer stand the heat. She begins to unbutton her white oxford shirt. Draco sees her proceeding to take off her shirt and stops her.

`Put that back on,' orders Draco. Harry and Ron hear him and they turn around finding Hermione in her skirt and bra. Ron stares at her body longingly.

`No, Draco, I'm hot,' disputes Hermione.

Draco quickly steps toward her, grabs her oxford shirt out of her hands, and begins redressing her. Hermione tries to struggle with him, but it is a losing battle and he gets the shirt back on her.

She goes to remove it again, but stops when Draco removes his charmed cloak and wraps it around her shoulders. Hermione sighs from the cool relief that the cloak gives her. Harry quirks his eyebrows surprised at Malfoys actions of kindness.

The Slytherin does not want to take any chances with Hermione. If she were to get too exhausted, she can collapse and that will not be good for the baby.

Draco steps in front of Hermione and scoops her up onto his back. She remains speechless as well as Harry and Ron. He begins to walk carrying Hermione piggyback style. Hermione knows that he must be hot carrying her while exposed to the elements so she fixes the cloak so it hangs over Draco as well. She rests her chin on his shoulder and closes her eyes enjoying the feel of her

husbands' hands on her knees and her womanhood rubbing against his back as he carries her.

The Slytherin curses himself for being daft. He should have minded his own business and let her strip down. His gray eyes glare at Ron's back. Draco does not trust the Gryffindor and aims to kill Ron for gawking at Hermione once they are back at Hogwarts. His thoughts stray back to Hermione as he feels her breasts rub against his

back and her breath caressing his neck. `Merlin, I want her,' thinks Draco.

`We need to stop,' says Harry wiping his brow. Ron shakes his head in agreement. Draco sets Hermione down and stretches his six-foot form.

`Harry, Ron, why don't you two check to see if there's any vegetation.' They both shake their heads in agreement knowing that once Hermione begins to give orders it is useless to dispute. Hermione takes off Draco's cloak and rests it on the ground where they are going to build camp.

Harry and Ron disappear into the jungle while Hermione begins to look for vegetation as well and bends over to inspect a root causing her skirt to rise showing more of her legs. Draco notices her legs and cannot bring himself to look away. Hermione glances back at him to ask him a question and notices him observing her legs. She mischievously grins and begins to raise her skirt higher and higher. The Gryffindor resists a chuckle as Draco's gray eyes skim higher and higher with the hem of her skirt.

The hem finally reaches her white knickers. Draco frowns when his eyes see the white.

He had not realized Hermione was pulling up the skirt deliberately. She stands up and faces Draco with a seductive smile. The Slytherin scowls at her searching for something hurtful to say.

`Fucking, Mudblood,' spats Draco. He does not mean it, but he hates the fact that Hermione caught him lustfully looking at her. Hermione's smile broadens knowing he is angry with her for noticing his stares.

`You're absolutely right, Draco, I am a mud-blood. How about you give me a demonstration at what it's like to have some pure-blood in me.'

His heart begins to pound and he begins to harden as realizes he likes it when Hermione talks dirty. He begins to stalk toward Hermione and she feels her heart racing. The last time he stalked toward her like that, he sandwiched her body between his body and the trunk of a tree.

Draco gets closer not losing eye contact with her once. Hermione wants to rush to him and feel his lips on hers, however, she tells herself not to. She must let him dominate this situation.

The Gryffindor knows that if he touches her once she can honestly say that he is hers. He will have willingly given himself to her and that is all she can ask for.

Draco stops walking when they are inches apart. His hands reach up her skirt and grasp her hips.

Hermione gasps from his touch, but remains silent. He lightly pushes her to walk backward further into the jungle until they are in the shadows. Once they are hidden, he begins to kiss her and she does not hesitate kissing him back.

She opens her mouth and he takes the invitation willingly as his tongue delves into her waiting mouth. He leans her body against a tree and pulls down her undergarments. Hermione goes to reach into his pants, but stops when he presses his body against hers and she can feel his erection

against her stomach. Draco pulls out of the kiss.

`Merlin, Grang-Hermione,' whispers Draco, panting. He seeks her mouth once again and she accepts his advances. His attentions become more fervent with each moan Hermione gives.

His kisses trail down her neck as his hands begin to wonder up her shirt. Hermione following his lead pulls out his tucked shirt and her hands begin to roam his torso.

`He's mine,' thinks Hermione.

Hermione knows that her body is ready for him ` she can feel the dampness between her legs and it is not from the humidity in the air. She decides to take a chance and reaches for his zipper.

Hermione feels his body tense up when she unzips his pants and reaches into his boxers.

She wants to feel his naked body against hers, but she knows that Harry and Ron may be back soon and they will not have time to dress and that will run a risk of being caught.

Hermione feels that she is doing nothing wrong, but she does not want any further trouble between Draco and her two friends.

Her hand pulls out his erection and grips it. She begins to motion up and down slowly earning her a moan from Draco. Draco's lips return to her mouth and Hermione smiles into their kisses pleased at hearing the first moan coming from the stubborn Slytherin. His hands comb through her hair sending a chill down her spine. He lifts her up effortlessly so she can wrap her legs around his waist and she releases his member as he does this.

Once he is in position, he spreads her legs further apart so he can have better access. She hisses in pain because she is still tender from their first time hours earlier.

Draco stops what he is doing and looks curiously at her, `I'm still sore.' Hermione says grimacing concerned he will stop. She wants this to continue though she knows there may be some pain from the tenderness.

He can see the concern in her eyes. He is not sure if she wants to continue, but he has come this far and he intends to finish it. The Slytherin takes Hermione off his waist and she scowls knowing that she blew it. `Finally, he was going to give himself to me without the excuse of an

aphrodisiac and I have to be sore,' thinks Hermione.

Her thoughts are quickly forgotten when Draco takes her into another embrace kissing her passionately. He slowly lies her down on her back and turns her legs to the side. She gets an idea of what he is doing and slightly pulls her knees up so she is partially in fetal position while lying on her back. Draco lifts up her skirt, positions himself, and then enters hers. She feels a slight pain then it gradually turns to pleasure as Draco rhythmically pumps into her. He eases himself in and out of her loving and hating every movement remembering how he had disregarded her as if she were trash, but now he cannot go a minute without thinking about her.

He loves the feel of her lips and the contour of her body that fits perfectly with his; however, he hates how her moans, sighs, and gasps turn him on even more. He should not feel this way yet he does.

He begins to thrust faster adoring Hermione's tightness around his erection, but becomes alert when he hears twigs snapping - Harry and Ron are approaching the campsite. Hermione's eyes light up with worry because she does not want to stop, but she does not want them to find her this way. Draco continues to pump into her relentlessly. Hermione moans and Draco covers her mouth muffling her pleasure. He tightens his own mouth and breaths heavily through his nose and he feels the end coming.

`Where did they go?' asks Ron.

`Maybe they went looking for food, too,' answers Harry as he settles down eating a piece of fruit that he found. Ron joins him as they wait for Draco and Hermione to return.

Hermione hears nothing of their conversation only the deep breathing of her partner and the pounding of her own heart. She can feel herself coming close to orgasm. The Gryffindor hopes that this is the first of many times with Draco. He continues pounding into her until her body shudders underneath him reaching her orgasm and he quickly follows.

Draco still has his hand covering her mouth as he tries to catch his breath. Hermione pulls his hand from her mouth. She can see the regret in his gray eyes understanding that he feels as though he is showing weakness in doing this. However, she does not see it that way. Draco giving himself to her willingly makes her love him even more. Her hand caresses the cheek that she had slapped earlier and she says the worst thing that can possibly come out of her mouth this very moment.

`Draco, I love you.'

The Slytherins body stiffens as his eyes widen in shock and horror. He quickly gets off her and begins to fix himself. Hermione stands up and collects her knickers. She shakes her head at her own stupidity.

`Why did I have to say that?' Hermione asks herself. Her caramel eyes look over to Draco who is now avoiding eye contact.

`Draco-,' says Hermione trailing off as she straightens out her appearance. `I should have left his hand covering my mouth,' thinks Hermione.

`Why did you bloody have to say that, Merlin, Hermione? I'm just beginning to accept the nightmare that has become my life and you had to bloody fuck it up more by saying that.'

`Is it so wrong to have someone loving you?' asks Hermione.

`It is when the love is coming from you,' says Draco brushing dirt and leaves off his slacks. His own mother never said such a thing to him. ˜Love' is a foreign word and one he avoids.

`I didn't understand it myself at first, Draco, but it's true.'

`Always making a statement, aren't you? If it's not SPEW-' Hermione cuts him off.

`It's S.P.E.W.!' corrects Hermione.

`Who gives a bloody fuck! My point is this shouldn't have happened and it never will again ` not after that. I can't and I won't love you back,' says Draco matter-of-factly.

`I'm not asking you to,' says Hermione. She ruined their perfect moment and now she may never get another one. Hermione has come to the realization that she needs to learn when to keep her mouth shut. Draco is nothing like Harry and Ron ` the sooner she learns that the better

their marriage will be. `Bloody, Slytherins,' curses Hermione to herself.

`Granger, I hate you,' says Draco without as much contempt as there had been in the past. Hermione realizes this and decides to call his bluff, pulls him down to her with the use of his tie, and kisses him. Draco unable to resist her lips begins to kiss her back as he wraps his arms around her. Hermione triumphantly pulls out of the kiss and his embrace.

`Draco, there's a thin line between love and hate. You go ahead and continue to hate Granger,' says Hermione pulling him into another kiss with his tie and then pulls out. `I just hope you reconsider and come to love Hermione.' Hermione walks away from him as she fights away tears. Draco glares at her retreating back.

`Bloody, Gryffindor, know-it-all, always has to make bloody a statement,' grumbles Draco aggravated that Hermione can shut down his defenses with just one kiss. He makes a mental note to discard all ties when he gets back to Hogwarts. Hermione obviously uses them to her advantage and she already has too much control.

Meredith stands in her cool bedchamber staring through her window at the black

cloud of smoke hovering over the jungle. Her hazel eyes remain transfixed on the black cloud knowing that is where the Wizards find sanctuary. The leader steps away from the window not liking what she is hearing about the recruits. Another tribe has kidnapped their pure-blood

and to make matters worse all the recruits have miscarried. The pure-blood obviously has connections to dark magic how strong that power is she is not sure.

`Darcie,' shouts Meredith as she sits at her vanity. Darcie quickly enters the chamber knowing she is there due to Keaira's recommendation.

`Yes, Meredith,' says Darcie anxious to please Meredith. Meredith is the new leader of the Amalgamation and will decide if she is initiated.

`I want you to owl Keaira. Inform her that it appears the Wizards sanctuary has been attacked.

She might want to investigate in case the pure-blood was there.'

`Of course, Meredith,' replies Darcie quickly exiting.

Meredith turns to the mirror on her vanity and inspects her appearance. She grabs a brush and begins to comb her long dark hair anxious to meet the pure-blood that her initiates are desperate to find.

Desperate they should be, after all, they only have two days left before initiation is over.

If a child is not born within that time, a generation will be skipped and that is unacceptable.

Meredith believes she has found a way to cancel out the spell protecting the pure-blood and this guarantees that the next group of initiates will not miscarry. If he is as good looking as she has heard perhaps she will have a go with him.

Keaira counts herself lucky that Meredith had owled her with the information on the sanctuary.

She and other Initiates have been searching for the pure-blood and have had no luck tracking him. The rain from the day before washed away the his tracks and they have no idea which way he went so once she received the owl she and the other initiates disapparate to the sanctuary to find it burned down. The initiates search the sanctuary to find no survivors. Kennice begins to investigate the trail around the sanctuary and smiles when she finds fresh tracks leading into the jungle.

She pulls out her wand and chants a spell and a pair of tracks light up - they found their pure-blood.

`Keaira!' shouts Kennice. Keaira hearing her name being called approaches Kennice and smiles when she sees the tracks.

`Come on, girls, we found him,' says Keaira as she begins to follow the fresh tracks.

The initiates follow the tracks that light up one at a time as the girls walk. This way the pure-blood will not be alerted. They continue walking until they come across two boys they have never seen before resting along the trail with their eyes closed. Keaira recognizes them as the two boys Darcie described traveling with the pure-blood. They put silencing charms on the two boys and then cast full body binding charms on them.

Twigs are heard breaking in the jungle and Hermione exits wiping away a silent tear. Keaira immediately chants the same spells immobilizing Hermione. She sees a cloak lying on the ground and instantly recognizes the Slytherin badge. She picks up the cloak and sniffs it expecting to smell the aroma of the pure-blood. Instead, she smells green apples and glares at Hermione knowing that Hermione has crossed the line.

Draco remains in the jungle contemplating what just happened with Hermione when he feels the familiar sensation of thorns on his left arm, `What now?' thinks Draco. His question is answered when Kennice chants the `Petrificus Totalus' curse at his back and he falls to the ground stiff as a board. She levitates Draco back to the modest campsite. Keaira smiles when she sees his platinum blond hair. She nods to Kennice and the girls' disapparate with their prisoners only to

reappear in the cell that Draco escaped from the day before.

If Ron could smile ` he would for he is getting his own cell with the hopes that he will be thoroughly spanked. Harry is placed in a separate cell as well. However, Hermione is taken out of the dungeon area where the boys cannot see her. The girls search all of them only to find assorted fruits in their pockets and the knife. Once the search is over the counter curse to the full body-binding curse is chanted and the boys are quickly chained to the walls of their cells.

Draco scowls at his surroundings with one word repeating in his head, `Fuck.'

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