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Shrieking Shack

Draco leaned against a wall of Hogs Head two minutes before his father was suppose to arrive. He was wearing a green and silver scarf around his neck and his winter jacket. There was a severe wind and leaves blew violently around him. He crossed his arms in front of him trying to stop the wind from hitting him. Draco looked at his watch and stood up from the wall. He father would arrive in about 2 seconds. Literally.

Draco looked up from his watch and saw a tall lean blonde man dressed in all black, cape billowing behind him, walking towards him. Lucias Malfoy demanded respect, they way he walked, the way he smirked, power emitted from this man and most definitely not in a good way. His caned tapped quietly on the cobble road of Hogsmeade as he strode towards Draco.

"Draco." He said curtly, nodding his head towards the tavern door. He walked past Draco not even waiting for a reply and into Hogs Head. They sat in their usual table whenever they had meet for the last seven years. His father didn't order drinks this time he just got start down to what he wanted to say.

"Draco, as you know, you will return to the Manor for Christmas holidays," he said, not looking at him directly but outside the window behind him. Draco nodded. "Well you shall be accompanied by Pansy, Blaise, Gregory and Crabbe." Draco looked up at his father, his eyes widening. "You shall be learning all three unforgivable curses," his father continued. "However, my mother shall be staying with us for a majority of the time." Lucias sighed and Draco hid a smile from his lips. His grandmother Madeline was nothing like his father and he adored her nearly as much as he did his mother. "And I feel her present in the house will disrupt my teaching of you and your fellow students. I shall find a way to work this out."

"I'm sure you will father." Draco said sternly.

"You shall hear no more from me, only your mother. I will not be home for several days after you arrive home in December. We will commence our studies immediately on my arrival to the Manor. Goodbye Draco." He father stood and with a slight nod towards his son, he left the warmth of the pub. Draco breathed out and relaxed his muscles. He ordered a Butterbeer and looked at his watch. An hour before he meets Pansy and Blaise.

Hermione sat near the fire in the pub; she was oblivious to the noise and people around her. She has just picked up a book from the local bookstore. A muggle one she had ordered. 'The Rescue' by Nicholas Spark (A/N: Real book, great story and it's written by the guy who wrote the Notebook.). She finished the chapter and looked at her watch an hour before she had to meet up with Harry, Ginny and Ron. She sat up and put her book in the bag she carried. Hermione stretched her aching muscles before standing up and exiting the pub. 'A walk would be nice, maybe to the Shrieking Shack'

Hermione wrapped her jacket around her tighter. The wind had picked up since she had gone into the pub. The wind pushed against her, her hair flying. Hermoine sat down on a nearby rock and looked out to the hill where the Shrieking Shack stood. Years ago sight and rumours of that house scared her but not now, she had experienced and seen much worse things.

Flashback:

"Hermione Granger" he said surprised. She nodded shyly. "Mudblood Granger?" She head shot up immediately, Remus's words running through her head. Be shy but confident, be easy-going but stern, demand respect, show your worthy and you'll beat him.

"It's Hermione, just Hermione," she said bluntly staring into his eyes. He didn't lose eye contact as the back of his hand hit her face. Hermoine fell to the floor, hand on her cheek, she looked up at him. Half is face hidden by shadow, he was tall, taller than she had expected.

"I will address in whatever way I feel, Mudblood. Don't tell me otherwise." Hermione nodded as she stood up. "Now why have you come to me?" he asked demandingly. Hermione swallowed hard. She had to do this, for the Order. Hermione looked him straight in the eyes, she licked her lips seductively then looked away shyly.

"Because I have secretly admired you for years and I would really like to get to know you better in more ways than one." She rushed out as if nervous but she had practiced this a million times with Lupin. Hermione looked up slowly, looking for a reaction to her words. Nothing, she saw nothing. His face was stone hard, no emotion. Hermione panicked this was not how the suppose the plan was to go. 'Persuasion, convince him your serious.' Hermione mental nodded and kicked herself to for what she was about to do.

Hermione leapt into his arms and planted a rough lustful kiss on his lips. She moved her tongue across the bottom of his lips, asking for entry. She received none. She was pushed back strongly and landed against a table. Her back ached and her knees were scratched. Before she could even stand properly, a hand came across her face again. Knocking her back against the table. Her eyes watered but she held back the tears. She tried to move away from the table towards the door but two strong hands grabbed her shoulders and held her in place.

"Oh your not going anywhere." He said dangerously low. "You don't not do a thing like that to me and expect to just walk out." Hermione's eyes widened, her fear now taking control. He smirked before slithering a hand down her back to her waist. He pulled her tiny frame towards him. Hermoine shivered not out of lust but out of the pure fact that this man had was cold. She really hadn't expected him to be warm. He lips pressed hard against her, so roughly that it broke her lip. She could taste blood in her mouth. His tongue slipped in gently before moving forcibly around her mouth. She faked a moan, acting as if she wanted this. She lifted her arms and put them around his neck, digging her nails in as hard as she could. He broke the kiss and spat on the floor. He turned and looked at her. Murder in his eyes.

"Why did you do that?" he asked violently. Hermione just shrugged innocently.

"I thought you might like it." Before she could say anything else, a hand was around her neck, lifting her up. Hermione scratched and pulled and the hand but with no avail. She could feel her lungs burning.

"Thought I would like it? Don't ever try to hurt me unless I say so. Ok?" Hermoine tried to nod, her head spinning. He dropped her to the ground. Hermione gasped for air, breathing heavily. She looked up to find him standing by the door. "Leaky Cauldron, Saturday, 8 pm sharp. Go the farthest room, 9999" and he walked out.

Hermoine rubbed her throat and her whole body ached but she couldn't help but smile. It had begun.

End Flashback

Draco finished his Butterbeer, grabbed his coat that now lay on the seat next to him and followed Hermione out the door. He quickly shrugged on his jacket as he walked down the road after Hermione, she seemed to be heading towards the Shrieking Shack. He shouted her name but his yell being caught in the wind. He looked at his watch forty minutes till he had to meet Pansy and Blaise. Draco looked back up in search for Hermione she had disappeared, working on his gut instinct he walked towards the Shrieking Shack.

Draco walked through the trees into the clearing, there sat Hermione on a rock. He sighed happily but look of confusion crossed his face as he saw her shoulders shaking.

"Gr..Hermione?" He asked quietly. They were on first names bases since detention, yet there they had barely spoken, still hating each other but civil now.

Hermione looked up, before shaking her head. Draco walked slowly across the grass and placed a hand on her shoulder. She jumped slightly but didn't move, she looked up Draco and surprise crossed her face.

"Hermione, are you okay?" Draco asked softly. He moved his hand to her face and rubbed his finger across a stray tear. She smiled softly and nodded. Draco noticed a small scar across her cheek, one only you could see if you looked hard.

"Yes, I'm fine just remembering something." She said standing up and tugging her jacket around her.

"Where did you get that scar on your cheek?" he asked. Hermione's hand went quickly to her face.

"It doesn't really matter, I got it in the summer." She said looking away and walking towards the Shack.

"How did it happen?" Draco asked. Hermione walked past the fence and down the road towards the Shrieking Shack.

"Wanna go to the Shrieking Shack? Or are you scared?" Hermione said as if talking to a little boy before smiling. Draco walked over to her and grabbed her waist, pulling her closer.

"Malfoy?" she said surprised. He let go of her immediately.

"Malfoy?" he said confused, "When did I become Malfoy again?"

"Sorry, I forgot, I am just not used to saying your name." She said softly, smiling. Draco stepped forward again, leaning his face towards hers.

"Say my name." He said softly but demandingly.

"Draco" she said nearly whispering. Before stepping away from him and walking down the path, further. Draco straightened.

"Say it again." He requested. Hermoine looked behind her and judged the distance. Draco looked at her puzzled. She looked at the Shack then back at him.

"RACE YOU!" she yelled before sprinting towards the Shack. Draco reacted quickly sprinting after.

Hermione giggled as she ran, she could feel Draco catching her. Her lungs burned and her legs hurt but she didn't take notice. She quickened her pace if that was possible and kept running towards the Shack.

Hermione reached the back door, grabbed the doorknob and ran inside. The shack shrieked and moved with the wind, the floorboards creaked as Hermione as stepped over them. Hermoine panted heavily as she as tiptoed of the floorboards and up the stairs.

"Hermione, Hermoine? Where are you?" Draco yelled through the house. Hermoine head spun around, she looked down over the wooden railing and saw a mop of blond hair walk into the kitchen. She giggled loudly, purposely to attract his attention. She stepped back quickly to stand against the wall as he shot out of the kitchen.

"Where are you? I heard you. You can't get away from me." He said laughing happily. Hermione leaned forward to look at him. A large grin had formed on his face. The first real smile she had seen Draco. He shot up the stairs, Hermione moving into the closet room leaving the door slightly ajar. She stuck her wand out and muttered a spell making the last door slam loudly.

Draco ran past the door and Hermione suppressed a giggle. She was giggling more at the fact that two seventeen year olds were playing hide and seek.

"I have you now, bet you regret slamming the door don't you." She saw Draco grab the doorknob and thrust the door open quickly. 'HA got you!" Draco stepped into the room. Hermione saw this as her chance to run. She shot out of the room and down the stairs and waited at the bottom. Draco appeared at the top a moments later.

"Obviously you haven't got me." Hermoine said smirking.

"All in good time." He smirked back. Before Hermione could even blink, Draco was in front of her. He grabbed her waist and pulled her in, Hermione made no struggle feeling the warmth of his body was comforting to her. "No look, no comment, you're just going to let me do this." Hermione looked up at him and smiled.

"Don't see the point in resist you, you're going to do it anyway." She said sadly.

"I won't do anything you don't want ok?" he whispered into her ear. Hermione looked up quickly. Draco looked into her eyes. "She is so beautiful." Hermoine's mouthed dropped quickly and at him aghast. Draco could feel his cheeks reddening. He let go of Hermione and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Draco?" she said gently. He looked over at her, standing there, hands by her side. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her lips meet tenderly on his. Draco kissed back passionately enclosing his arms around her waist. Draco opened their mouths and slid his tongue in. He slipped his hands down to her arse and lifted her up. Hermoine instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Draco pushed he into the closest wall. Draco kissed and nipped down Hermione's neck. She moaned loudly, running her hand through his hair. Draco stopped and looked at her. She looked back at him. Draco quickly kissed her and let Hermione go.

"What?" Hermione asked looking confused. "Why did you stop?" He just shrugged. Hermione stood there with her hands on her hips. "Fine don't say anything." Hermione walked away from him towards the tunnel that lead to Hogwarts. She quickened her pace, before running trying to get away from the terrible mistake, she had just made.

"Hermione, wait." Draco yelled from behind her. She ignored him and kept running, this time it wasn't a game. She didn't want to be found. Hermoine breathed deeply as she reached the light and fresh air. She walked slowly across the field towards Hogwarts. She didn't hear the Whomping Willow, rustle its leaves and move it limbs. Nor did she see the giant limb swing towards her.

A/N: Cliff Hanger, haven't done one of those in awhile. Reviews please? Would be much appreciated or I shall wait till after Christmas to post next chapter. Till next time xoxo