Revenge Part II

Sequel to Revenge Part I

764 words

Rating M

For Ceylon

Hermione couldn't breathe. She was paralyzed. Body frozen in time. Eyes stuck. Stuck on his cold steel eyes.

Her body's need to breathe caused a painful drag of air into her lungs.

"D-Draco?" she asked numbly again.

He didn't reply. His face didn't change. There was no hint of any new emotion. Simply that smirk on his lips. A smirk that hinted at the cruelty to come.

"Y-You're alive?" she gasped.

Draco gave a cold bark of laughter before he moved to step around her. Hermione stiffened at his movements. She couldn't see him anymore. Her head careened around but he stayed out of sight.

"Come now Granger. I'm sure you can come up with something better than that."

His silky voice sounded as if he was stood right behind her. Fingers came to swirl patterns on her nape. Oh Merlin, he was.

Hermione shivered involuntarily, her head moving forward to get away from his fingers.

"Draco please." She pleaded. It came out a whisper.

"You knew very well that they wouldn't kill me." He continued smoothly, ignoring her entreaty. "I betrayed them Granger."

Hermione cried out as her hair was pulled back tightly.

"You remember what I told you on what happens to those foolish enough to betray them."

Hermione didn't know what to say. Her mind was racing and panic was beginning to overwhelm her thoughts.

He paused as if waiting for her response. Hermione realised that a moment too late and another frightened cry was wrenched from her throat as his fingers snared in her curls further.

"Do you remember? He asked strongly.

"Yes! I remember. Please."

Hermione froze as she felt Draco crouch down over her. His cheek grazed against hers. Once. Twice. And then he froze.

"I betrayed them for you love."

Hermione closed her eyes as his words swept over the two of them.

She tried to twist her head away from his lips. From the condemning words. His thin fingers moved to her cheek and dug in painfully, halting her movement.

"Draco. Please. You're hurting me."

His fingers dug in deeper.

"I'm hurting you? You don't know what pain is love."

"I didn't-"

"You didn't what? Know what you were doing? Know what they would do to me when they found out?"

Hermione let out another sob that she couldn't hold anymore. "I'm sorry."

The fingers in her hair pulled away. The heat from his body moved away. And all was silent.

The end is coming.

The words crept into Hermione's mind and she sobbed again. With renewed determination she scrabbled futilely against the rope binding her wrists.

Skin scraped and blood dripped to the cold floor.

After a few more seconds of pain, Hermione cried out before slumping in defeat. Her eyes stung with tears.

"Please. P-Please." She cried brokenly.

When she heard his footsteps move so he was back in front of her, Hermione squeezed her eyes shut. Inwardly she pleaded to Merlin, to God, to every deity she could think of to let her please get out of this.

She could faintly see a blurred hand reach forward. His wand touched the underside of her chin and her head was lifted by the thin piece of wood.

Hermione lifted her eyes and met his stare.

"I've waited for this moment for months. I've planned every hex. Every curse."

With each word he stepped closer until Hermione was forced to tilt her head as far back as she could to see his face.

His words were oddly mesmerizing. Hermione couldn't move her eyes away from his lips as they spoke her future.

"I've dreamt of every cut…Every kiss. Every cry from your innocent lips." His fingers ghosted lightly over her face and Hermione closed her eyes.

"Oh M-Merlin." Hermione couldn't breathe again.

"I did promise Blaise after all. Quid pro quo. Tant pour tant."

Remembering Blaise's words Hermione broke down further. "P-Please. Please d-don't do this." she pleaded.

She shook her head desperately to clear her vision so she could see him without tears blinding her. She looked into his eyes and begged.

"I loved you then." Both his words and features were soft.

Hermione dragged in a breath as she felt hope stirring in her chest.

Then his eyes went cold. His touch went cold. "I don't plan on making the same mistake again."

And then he swooped down for the first brutal smashing of lips and Hermione screamed as she felt the accompanying cut.

Her cry echoed around the cold room. It went unanswered.

Draco Malfoy had begun his revenge on Hermione Granger.

Author's Note: I really wasn't sure if it would be a good thing to write a sequel. In fact I was dead set on leaving well alone but then I wrote this last night and after much deliberation, here it is! I know dark Draco isn't everyone's cup of tea so sorry! Please review and let me know what you thought. Until next time, Curiositykils.