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Thank you J.K. Rowling for creating such wonderful characters and an extraordinary universe in which magic exists.
Be careful, there is an M rated scene in there. You have been warned.
* I would like to dedicate this chapter to my best friend. Per your request... Rebekah, this one is for you, I hope it exceeds your expectations.
Also, chapter 11… Eleven…. Stranger things… anyways, enjoy! :)
• Chapter 11 •
They all reunited at Nott Manor before the beginning of their 6th year at Hogwarts, which, quite frankly, they all dreaded. Draco had been on missions from the Dark One all summer and it was safe to say that he was completely drained. Voldemort sent him all over the country to recruit followers and form new Death-Eaters.
He remembered one of his failed missions rather vividly, for it had been a complete slaughter. People fought against Draco and his team, they weren't supposed to fight, they were supposed to yield and join the Dark side. The Lord's orders were clear, those who are unyielding are to be eliminated. Draco had no choice, so he followed directives, he eliminated. He hadn't expected the witches and wizards in that town, Framlingham, to resist, so he commanded his team of Death-Eaters to kill them all, quickly and if possible, painlessly, there was no need to drag it out, a simple Avada would solve the problem.
But it wasn't quick nor painless, no. It was a complete and utter massacre, people were screamed and crying for their lost ones, Unforgivables were flying about around them and bodies were dropping fast, innocents were dying.
Draco recalled seeing a little boy, probably 4 years old, standing in the middle of it all, completely still. It was eerie how he seemed at peace with chaos, with death. But Draco had a purpose, kill them all, he had to obey, or else…
So he did what Severus had taught him, he closed his mind off, hiding his conscience away, protecting his soul from the carnage that unravelled before him. He became a soulless Death-Eater, the perfect Death-Eater. He had outranked his father, making him proud and envious at the same time. Draco became the Death-Eater. Heartless, ruthless, and empty.
Voldemort had not punished him once. Though the same could not be said about Lucius Malfoy, who got crucioed nearly every week. He had become a sorry excuse of a man. He had become a ghost of his past self, roaming around and failing at everything. Good thing Draco was in The Lord's good graces, otherwise, he most likely would've killed Lucius by now, for the disappointment he had become.
Needless to say, Draco's summer had been restless and tiresome. He was tired of turning his mind off and following every sodding order that senseless half-blood was giving him. He was tired of being in this constant state of fear and anguish that something might go wrong and his family would be punished for his mistakes.
He felt his soul wither away piece by piece, leaving him in the dark, as all the light disappeared.
He hadn't seen his mates at all during the holidays, and it felt good to be with Theo and Blaise again. Blaise told them about his conquests in Italy, since he spent most of summer at the Zabini Mansion there. He had become quite the playboy, shagging witches left and right, but never sticking with one in particular. But Blaise seemed happy with how things were turning out for him and that brought a great deal of comfort to Draco, to see that his mates were alright.
Theo had nearly made them fall over when he bluntly explained what happened to him and what he'd been up to these past months. You see, Theodore Nott had somehow become… acquainted with one Luna Lovegood.
Yes, Looney Lovegood, the odd witch that chased imaginary creatures called Nurgles or something.
Zabini and Malfoy gaped at Theo, stuned, while he easily clarified that Luna had spent the holidays at Nott Manor, with Theo, and sometimes with Nott Senior when he came back from traveling (his own missions from Him). Theo told them how fond he had become of Luna and that he rather enjoyed her presence. He found she was like a ray of sunshine, shedding light on his perpetual darkness.
His friends looked completely gobsmacked as they listened to him talk about Luna. He warned them that if one of them said anything inappropriate to her, he would hex them into the next millennia, and then kill them.
Choking back his laughter, Blaise said, "Well isn't this quite the plot twist.", his arms to his chest while he smirked at Draco, then back at Theodore, who looked straight at him, annoyed.
"I swear i'm going to pound your arses to a pulp if you don't behave." he stated firmly, "She is coming back in a half hour from Diagon Alley. You sods better control yourselves." before reaching out to grab a scone.
Draco, slightly offended that his best mate would think so little of him, "I have to say, I did not expect this." he said smugly before pouring himself more tea.
"I mean, let's be honest for a second here." looking amused, "How can a damaged bastard like yourself befriend someone like Luna." he inquired honestly.
"I have no fucking clue, she just understands me better than anyone. The same way I understand her." he said unflinchingly.
Snickering, Draco stated, "You are just as fucked up as she is, no wonder you lot fit well together." seeing Theo's flushed cheeks.
"We're not together, Malfoy. She's just a friend." he added flatly.
Breaking out of his silence, Blaise finally spoke, "Right, a friend that you shag from time to time." delighted by the situation.
"Did I fucking stutter, Zabini? I said she is just a friend." Theodore ponctuated the last words coldly, looking as annoyed as he felt.
Blaise, amused as ever, kept pushing, "Yes, and I said she was a friend you shagged every-so-often." he said smugly.
Theodore, unable to hide his smirk any further, "Fuck off, Blaise." before turning his green eyes to Draco who started laughing out loud.
The Slytherin Triad was back.
OOOO
They were on the bed in Hermione's room at 12 Grimmauld Place. She and Ron had been quite open about their feelings for each other these past months. Surprisingly enough, Ron was the first to come forth with them, two months ago. They were sitting in the grass outside the Burrow, at night, looking up at the stars. She recalled how he told her that he had always felt something stronger than friendship for her, but he didn't realised it until recently. She felt that flutter in her chest just thinking about how soft his hands were when he touched her face, stroking her cheeks lovingly, before kissing her. It was soft, yet powerful, like he was trying to catch up for lost time and pour everything he had in that one kiss.
Drifting back to reality, she looked up at him, as he was looming over her naked form. A few minutes ago, they had stripped each other completely, reveling in the nakedness of the other, simply staring. She saw the size of his impossibly hard shaft and felt the wetness between her thighs. That wetness she had grown accustomed to, from all the snogging and lack of contact beyond touching over their clothes.
Ron was looking at her like it was the first time he saw her. Well, it kind of was, he had never seen her like this before. Hermione's curly hair was forming a halo around her as she lay on the bed. Her golden skin glowing with pre-coital sweat. Anticipation become overwhelming, she pulled his mouth to hers, kissing him passionately as she trailed her hand down his body, eliciting a sigh from him. Moaning lightly into his mouth as his tongue seeked hers, she latched onto his throbbing length, stroking him slowly.
Groaningat her touch, "Hermione, you-", interupted by another searing kiss. He traced the soft curves of her breasts with his free hand, while the other was next to her head, holding him up so he didn't suffocate her with his weight. Her soft sighs urging him on, he lowered his mouth to her neck, nipping and licking while she started pumping him harder, making him thrust in her hand. They both moaned loudly at his loss of control. As he keep his ministrations to her neck, his hand lowered to her core. Finding her sodden center, he growled as he thrust faster in her hand, feeling that tingling sensation in his lower abdomen. He slicked his fingers in her wet folds, making her gasp as she tightened her grip on his length. Tangled together, they both writhed quicker, faster, seeking their sweet release. As he rubbed her sensitive nub harder and faster with his thumb, he inserted one finger into her, making her moan and latch onto his hair as he sucked on her taut nipple. Finding one finger wasn't enough, he added a second one, stretching her out, preparing her for him.
She moaned, "Please!" needing more, so much more.
A deep groan escaped from him as he removed his fingers, making her gasp at the abrupt emptiness. She released her grip on him when he kissed her softly, positioning himself at her entrance.
Rubbing his tip between her silky slits, teasing her. Ron moaned at the feeling, then he looked down at her, "Ready?" he asked her one last time, his voice hoarse from the lust.
All she could do was nod quickly as the angled herself. With a loud growl, he finally slid into her wetness, making them both gasp at how different this feeling was. As he pushed deeper inside her, feeling her tight around him, he whispered something about how amazing she felt, though she didn't hear it because she was focused on the mind blowing sensations that stirred deep within her.
As he picked up the pace, pulling out slowly and pounding back in, hitting that perfect spot, their moans grew louder and louder. She felt closer to the edge, "Yes… Ron… Yes", she panted as she felt it nearing.
Just as he sped up, harder and faster, making her moan his name and clench around his cock, he felt it. The orgasm hit him like a Bludger as he groaned, "Shit, Hermione!". With a couple more thrust, he completely emptied his bodily fluids deep inside her as he collapsed on top of her chest.
She couldn't help but feel used. She hadn't come, she was so close, yet she didn't come. But it was okay, she loved Ron, and he had come, calling her name loudly.
She stroked his ruffled red hair soothingly, as he lay, planting loving kisses across her chest.
Hermione loved Ron. It was okay that she hadn't come, because he did.
OOOO
They both dressed hastily, feeling slightly awkward after their first time making love to each other. But Hermione guessed it was probably normal, seeing as they had just taken a massive step forward in their relationship.
She smiled as he walked over to her, pulling her into him and giving her a passionate kiss.
She sighed happily as they parted. "I love you, 'Mione." he whispered to her. His loving words sent shivers down her spine and made her chest swell.
Hermione felt the blush creep up on her cheek, "I love you too, Ron." as she kissed him briefly before pulling away and grabbing his hand as they headed downstairs, to meet with everyone.
OOOO
Taking a seat around the large wooden table, they heard Georges snicker, "What the bloody hell to you so long?" he inquired, feigning innocence.
Hermione winced harshly at his comment. The action didn't go unnoticed by Ron, who looked at her, confused by her reaction, she shook her head only enough for him to see, to assure him it was nothing. Thankfully, he understood.
They all sat silent, Harry watching his best friends with a knowing smirk. Even though Ron and Hermione hadn't been open about their relationship, Harry knew. Of course he knew, they were his best mates, and it was about bloody time that they cut the shit and got together.
He loved Hermione like a sister and he would do anything to see her happy.
See her happy. She didn't seem happy right now.
She seemed disappointed and sad, the complete opposite of Ron, who appeared utterly ecstatic and ready to jump up and down like a cackling school girl who had just been asked out by an older boy.
What was wrong? Wasn't this what Hermione had wanted for the last two years?
Harry couldn't shake the feeling that irked him, something was not right.
Someone finally spoke and it pushed him out of his daze. "So, the Order has contacted Andromeda, she said her house would be safe for us if need be, Tonks and I will be staying there." Harry recognised Lupin's familiar voice.
Confused, Harry asked, "I'm sorry, but who is this Andromeda person?", looking around the table at everyone.
"She's Tonks' mum, Harry." Hermione responded calmly. "You know, she used to be Andromeda Black, but then she married a Muggle and was disowned by her prejudiced family."
He remembered her name from the tapestry in one of the rooms, her name was burned off, as were many others'.
Kingsley Shacklebolt broke the silence for the first time, "I must say, we are glad you three joined the Order, you will be of great help to us, even from Hogwarts." he stated blankly as he looked at the Golden Trio.
As if on cue, a brown owl flew through the window and over to the table, in front of Hermione and Ronald.
Hermione pet the animal gently and took the letter tied to its feet.
It had the Hogwarts stamp, she turned it over, looking at Ronald, to see him equally as curious.
She tore open the letter and read its contents.
"Dear Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Granger,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected as the Head Prefects from Gryffindor.
Your fellow colleagues from Slytherin are Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson, from Ravenclaw are Anthony Goldstein and Padma Patil and finally, from Hufflepuff, are Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott.
Following the tradition, for the last two years of your education at Hogwarts, you will be paired with a Slytherin. In your case, Mrs. Granger, you will share dormitories with Mr. Malfoy, and Mr. Weasley, you will share yours with Mrs. Parkinson.
You will each have a common room and a shared bathroom, details of your situation will be clarified once you return.
I will see you at Hogwarts,
Minerva McGonagall "
Completely shell-shocked, Hermione sighed heavily, "Oh, Merlin help me."
OOOO
She said in her dreamy voice that made Theo calm instantly, "I find that people often think i'm odd." Locking eyes with him, "Do you think i'm odd, Theo?", she asked, in a daze.
Furrowing his eyebrows in bewilderment, "Yes Luna, you are odd, but so am I."
She smiled serenely, "Thank you, Theodore." she stated.
He stepped closer to her, "For what, Luna?" tucking a blonde lock behind her ear.
"For being you, and for accepting me." She quickly wrapped her arms around his chest and snuggled closer to his neck.
He pulled her closer, inhaling her calming scent, "Of course I accept you, Luna. How could I fucking not.", as he kissed the top of her head.
OOOO
They all ate for lunch when she came back. It went exceptionally well, much to Theodore's pleasure. Blaise and Luna had become friendly a few years ago, but it was all purely platonic now. As for Draco, well, he didn't know Luna at all, but was astounded by how wise she was, she had an interesting perception of the world, and he found himself fascinated by how her mere presence seemed to bring unfathomably large amounts of reassurance to not only Theodore, but to them all.
She was that sense of hope you have, even when you go through hell. She was that everlasting peace they all seeked.
An irritating noise came from the window, disturbing Draco from his thoughts. He saw the brown owl and went over to get the letter attached to its legs. Recognising the Hogwarts stamp and sighing in relief, -he thought it might be from Severus, informing him of his next mission-, he opened it rapidly and read it.
...You will share dormitories with for your last two years at Hogwarts. , you will do well to not cause any problems. Better get used to having each other around, you will be spending quite some time together.
Huffing in anger, "What. The. Fuck?" he snapped loudly at the void around him, crumpling up the letter.
Clearly, this was his punishment for tormenting her all these years.
Bloody karma.
A/N: Well, well, well. Aren't things getting interesting! Yes, yes they are. And they will be getting even more interesting in the next chapters.
As always, R&R, your words inspire me.
Thank you and till next time ;)
Mrs. Tudor
P.S. Rebekah, I hope you enjoyed the special scene, it will most likely be the last... lol
Love you,
K