Dark Wind

*Chapter Three*

by Ashley



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The new lovers that were once enemies stayed up until the wee hours of the morning catching up on post-Hogwarts events before they fell asleep in each other`s arms.

It was Draco who awoke first by his room`s massive doors slamming shut. Hermione was awoken nearly a split second later by a very shrill and twice as loud, "DRACO!"

Both Draco and Hermione shot straight up in the bed. Draco muttered "Oh shit..." as Hermione spotted Pansy Parkinson by the door of Draco`s dormitory.

"DON`T YOU "OH SHIT" ME, YOU BASTARD!" Pansy barked. Hermione`s eyes darted between Pansy and Draco, extemely confused.

"HOW DARE YOU!" she continued as Malfoy got out of bed an changed into some new clothes. Hermione tried *really* hard not to stare at Draco`s body as he freely changed next to the bed. But she tried in vain for it seemed as though her eyes were magnetized to his magnificent structure. She snapped back to reality when Pansy`s shrill screams floated towards her ears.

"HOW DARE YOU BRING SOME GIRL INTO YOUR BED! I`M YOUR FIANCÉ FOR CHRIST`S SAKE!" Draco and Hermione froze. Hermione felt now terribly wretched...She was with Draco while he was engaged to someone else...

"Y-you...you're my...my WHAT?!" Draco stuttered.

"YOU HEARD ME!" she thundered. Draco jumped back a tad, surprised such a loud sound could come from such a tiny creature. She continued in the same ear-piercing tone, "F-I-A-N-C-E! FIANCÉ! WE WERE BETROTHED, YOU KNOW! JUST TWO DAYS AGO! UNFORTUNATELY, YOU WERE NOT THERE!" she then glared at Hermione and added maliciously, "And now I know why..."

Draco shook with rage. "DON`T YOU DARE PUT THIS ON HER!" he yelled furiously. Hermione covered her ears; Draco was by far louder than Pansy.

"EXPLAIN!!!" Pansy demanded, stomping her foot so harshly onto the black marble floor that the heel of her shoe broke, but she didn`t seem to notice.

"I DON`T WANT TO MARRY YOU, PARKINSON!" Draco yelled in a military-like voice. "YOU ARE NOT THE OBJECT OF MY AFFECTION. YOU NEVER WERE! AND YOU NEVER WILL BE!!!" he shouted angrily. Pansy began to cry while Hermione stared at the fighting in shock; she didn`t dare say a word.

But Malfoy wasn`t finshed. "YOU ARE THE BIGGEST DISGRACE OF MY LIFE NEXT TO MY FATHER! NO, YOU TWO ARE AN EVEN MATCH! To me, you are a MERE SHADOW in which I detest that follows me; HAUNTING ME WHEREVER I GO!"

Pansy began to cry even more hysterically, which Hermione found hard to believe since she was already a sobbing heap in the floor.

"I DON`T WANT YOU IN MY LIFE! I HATE YOU, PANSY PARKINSON! NOW, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE BEFORE I KILL YOU!" Draco finshed, then drawing a heavy breath from exhaustion.

Pansy knew that he seriously would kill her if she didn`t leave. But there was, of course, a revenge that would tear him so deeply that his soul would bleed; this Pansy knew. It was this that she would tell him. Something he was defenseless against...

"YOUR FATHER WILL KNOW OF THIS BY THIS TIME TOMORROW! Even I acn imagine what he`ll do! He will probably kill your little mudblood lover infront of you, make you eat her entirely like a human cannibal and throw you in the dungeons where the rats will slowly eat you alive! Or, perhaps, he`ll will leave your fate up to Voldemort; which would be far worse of a punishment that even I can`t begin to imagine!" she screeched. With that, she apparated out of the room with a POP, leaving the heel of her shoe behind on the floor`s marble surface. (That was kinda gory, wasn`t it?)

Hermione grimaced at the thought of any of those things happening. She notice Draco now sitting on his sofa, his face in his hands, softly crying.

She got out of the bed and went over to the sofa, sitting down next to him. She held him in her arms as he collapsed into her lap, still crying. Hermione ran her fingers through his soft, silvery-blond hair and sang a long- forgotten lullaby.

"A gentle breeze from Hushaby Mountain softly blows over Lullaby Bay. It fill the sails of boats that are waiting; waiting to sail you worries away. So close your eyes on Hushaby Mountain. Forget the sounds and tales of the day. And watch your boat from Hushaby Mountain sailing away from Lullaby Bay..."

Draco had calmed down now and was gently stroking the silk material of Hermione`s dress over her long legs. His eyes were now a stunning blue that made Hermione`s heart do a flip in it`s place. He gently reached his hand up to her face and softly stroked her jaw line with the tips of his fingers. " I just realized how much in love with you I am," he whispered.

She smiled warmly at him. "Me too. Amazing, isn`t it?"

"Mmhmm..." he hummed as he drew closer to her face. "Amazing," was the last thing her said before her pulled he into and even more amazing kiss than ever before...They were in love. Completely, head-over-heels in love.

Hermione began to unbutton Draco`s shirt as he kissed her neck. When the shirt was completely off and thrown to the floor, she marveled at his muscles. She never really was one for muscles, but she certainly was now. She smoothed her hands over his chest and stomach thinking this is going to be wonderful...

And it was... It really, really was. After hours of the best love-making in their lives, the held each other in Draco`s enormous bed. Draco looked down at the sleeping Hermione clung to his chest. He was in a very dazed state. He could hardly believe he had fallen in love and slept with his arch nemesis. He also thought that he would be a bit more sullen after sleeping with a muggle-born; but he was quite the opposite in fact. He was floating on cloud nine.

He now knew who he would marry. It would be Hermione. He tested her soon-to-be name on his lips, "Hermione Malfoy." He smiled to himself. It wwas truly wonderful, he decided as he stroked her curly hair. "Hermione Malfoy..." he nodded. "It`s absolutely perfect.

He now started to ponder over how many kids they should have. He had always wanted to be a father and have lots of kids. He would not, of course, be like his father was. He would be the fun dad who played games, took you neat places and taught you cool things. Draco would very much like to have a dozen or so children. However, most wives would never agree to that number. They did, after all, have to birth them. He decided that four little tots would be just perfect. Of course, he would have to verify it with Hermione before they began child rearing.

He carefully untangle himself from Hermione, avoiding waking her up. He did it successfully and crept out of the room.





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