OK here's chapter 4 of a Real quick romance. Yep I got the title from how quick it turned into romance. To my pally Corky, u know who u r. I kept going because U liked it so much now I love it myself. So now, I'll keep going and please tell me if Hermione gets too slutty, but hey if I were a bookworm for 6 years then sprouted into beauty I'd act like that too! And Draco? Don't get me started! Well go on! READ!!!

Chapter 4 of A Real Quick Romance

Draco stood outside of his potion master's office door. In his right hand was a list of ingredients for his potions that dumbledore wanted him and Hermione to make. His lip curled at the potions he had to make. Looking at it once more he wanted to groan at the names. In Dumbledore's scrawly handwriting it said.

Draco (and Hermione if she gets it)
Here are some potioins I think you should keep on hand in YOUR office. Go to snape and tell him the ingredients and amounts. You do NOT have to tell him the potions I'm making you get:

Stamina potion:
10 mL of hazel leaf
20 lacewings
20 mL of ground dried beetle
5 mL of ground dried gillyweed
12 mL of horn of racerhog
9mL of ground Hippogriff beak
40 mL of mermiad's blood

Birth Control Potion:
13mL of ground dried flies
23mL of strawberry dust
31 mL of ground barely
18 mL of ground miz flower
13mL of rose essense
23mL of ginseng water

Beauty Potion: (to be used on Hermione or you)
12mL of dragon's tongue
14mL of Lacewing
20mL of putty fig
19mL of jolly sap
26mL of rose water
22mL of angel's grass
Go ask Severus and make these in your personal cauldrons in your rooms and keep on hand. And if you need any other potions just ask me or Professor Snape or Black.
Have fun! Profeesor Dumbledore
P.S. I've included instructions how to make the potions.

Draco glared at the note once more and stepped into the office of his potions teacher. Hemrione behind him in her robes and Hooters shirt, peeked from around his arm.
Snape looked up and put down his quill when the two stepped in.
"Yes?" He asked in his sneaking voice.
"Professor Dumbledore asked me to get," He looked at his list and began. "10 mL of hazel leaf, 34 mL of lacewings, " He didn't get to finish.
"I know what you need. Professor sent a list of items to me earlier. What do you plan to make?" he asked smirking.
"Potions." He began to flush. "Just, potions!" He voice squeaked. Hermione began to giggle.
"Let me see that note." She snatched to note from his hand. Malfoy tried to grab it but ot no avail.
"NO!" He flushed and tried to grab again but was pushed away by one of her hands.
Hermione scanned over it and then fell in a dead faint.
"Hermione!" He grabbed her as the parchment fluttered to the ground. "The ingredients?" He asked. Snape smiled as he handed over the bag of ingredients ot the flushing, angry teen.
"Best get started." He winked and Draco stormed out of the room with Hermione in his arms and the ingredients resting on her stomach.
Draco mumbled as he entered the suite. He set the passed out Hermione on the couch and the ingredients and letter on the desk. He walked back to his room to collect his large cauldron and beakers. Dragging the black hunk of metal to the fireplace in the common room, he lit the fire and hung the cauldron.
"Draco?" Hermione asked weakly. He didn't hear her. He grumbled as he read the directions. Hermione creeped up behind him and read over his shoulder.
"Damn old coot thinks I'm screwing the girl. Peh, I'm not that hormonally driven!" He hissed under his breath but Hermione heard, and flinched at the harshness of his voice. It was almost as if he found her unatractive. Tears welled up in her eyes, maybe he was just playing with her and only was seeing how much of a ladies man he was! Pulling back unnoticed she creeped out of the room unnoticed and run in a teary blurry to where ever her long legs would take her.
Draco chopped the gillyweed into shreds and added it to the concoction. Already finished with the Stamina potion wich sat in several labeled beakers on a shelf, the now bright purple potion bubbled at the added ingrediant. He looked expecting Hermione to be up and around by him, he turned to see no one.
"Hermione?" He yelled, hoping for an answer. "Hermione?" He yelled again. "Hm, must be out in the library." He assumed and went back to his poition making.
Hermione sat wet, cold, crying, and angry at her counter part. She was wet because the glory be English counrty side decided to have a shower. She sat in a field of flowers by the forbidden forest on the other half, away from Hagrid's hut. The lavender flowers tickled her nose. The wind blew pushing her hair into her face. Her sobs turned into hiccups, as she hugged her knees to her chest. She wanted to be in a coma when she heard from Dumbledore earlier that Draco slept by her to keep her safe. A new set of tears came on and her face was buried in her hands. All 4th years and younger were sent home due to the attack and only 5th, 6th, and 7th years were allowed to stay with Parent permission. All the classes were now combined and the criteria changed. Rules were more strict and even she could assign detentionis. Lights out were at 9 pm and anyone caught out of bed with out an escourt, was sent home.
Her white shirt was now seethrough and she picked the rain coated flowers and twirled them inbetween her fingers.
"How lucky you are little Lavender, never with out a companion and so carefree." Throwing the flower into the wind she wrung some of the water out of her hair and stood up. Wiping her face, which was no good, she turned only to be met by a slap from a metal claw hand. She was knocked out and 4 long scratch marks on her cheek began to bleed down her face and neck. The silver hand figure, cloaked in black, swept the slim figure into his arms and ran into the forest and apparated.
Draco, was beginning to worry. Hermione had not returned and he had finished all the potions on the list. He rushed out of the room extinguishing the fire and heading for Dumbledore's office, but not before stopping by Gryffindor House.
"Lionskin" He said as the Fat Lady portrait swung open revealing a shocked Gryffindor members.
"Draco?! What do you want?" A shocked and angry Ron Weasley yelled.
"Potter? May I speak with you?" He said calmly, but his eyes told him that he was worried.
"What?" Harry stepped forward. Draco motioned for the hall. He followed and they stopped right outside the entrance.
"It's Hemrione. I need your secret map. Don't ask how I know, Hermione let it slip one time. But I need to find her, I'm worried." His eyes spoke volumes and Harry motioned for one minute and ran inside with Draco to wait.
Hermione came to, in a small dank room that smelled of urine and blood. She winced from the smell and groaned from the pain in her cheek.
"Where am I? "She moaned. Trying to move her arms down, she found her arms shackled and then she tried to kick and also found her ankles chained as well.
"Looky what I caught, a little frightened girl." Out of the dark came a figure and the little light there was glinted off the silver hand. It came up and stroked her unmarked cheek." A valuble prize I must say." The hood fell and Hermione gasped as Peter's face was revealed. He was now bald and what little blond hair he had left was a ring around his head, his beaty little eyes narrowed at her. His beaky nose twitched at her and then out of it all, he smiled evily. "I think I shall have fun, before sending word to Dubledore of you." He smiled as one of his silver finger revealed a blade. "Nice shirt by the way." He said before running the blade down her shirt. It split and fully revealed her chest to the horrible man.
"No." She whimpered.
"Oh yes, and I think the young Malfoy shall like it very much." He smirked as he did the same to her pants. Hermione sobbed as she was violated.
"Why me?" Was the last thing she said before passing out, luckily before she was raped.
Draco, searched the whole map, looking for the dot labled, H. Granger, but it never showed. He cursed under his breath and shoved it back at Harry.
"She's gone. In trouble I believe. I'm going to Dumbledore." He hissed, marching toward the office.
"I'm coming with." He called, running after him.
Many things were running through Draco's head. 'Where could she be? Not Hagrid's it's pouring rain out side. Plus it would've shown up too.' He paled. 'She couldn't of heard me when I was mumbling. I did feel breath on my neck.'
"Oh my God!" Draco breathed. He had made her leave, she must've thought he was saying BAD stuff about her. CRIPES! He picked up the pace. Arriving at the Headmaster's office, he opened it with the password and breezed in. Dumbledore stood infront of his fire place looking grim. He looked up from the mantel when the who 18 year olds swept in. His eyes were grim and almost in tears.
"Draco, I have some bad news." He said quietly. There in the fireplace, was a floating hood. A silver hand waved and then dissapeared with a pop.
"Peter! What the hell was he doing, talking to you?" His voice rose. "Hermione's missing, where did she go? Did she go home and not tell me?" His voice was getting ragged from worry.
"She's been kidnapped. And Peter raped her as well." His eyes closed and he sighed with a shuddery breath. A single tear escaped his eye. "And he plans to kill her as well."
Draco fell into a chair, shocked he felt anger and hate well up inside his heart.
"I'm going after her and you're not going to stop me." He rose and swept out of the room to only be called back.
"Draco, you might need this." He held out a small glass ball. "Anytime you need me, just call into the ball." He handed him the ball. "Good luck."
"I'm coming with you." Harry stepped forward. "Hermione is my dear friend and I want Peter to pay for what he did to Sirius." Harry's fists clenched.
"You can follow, but don't expect me to be buddy, buddy with you. You fall, I'm not picking you up. I'm going for Hermione and don't expect me to let you play hero either." He glared and stalked out.
Harry looked to Albus.
"He is in love. Stay out of his way and you'll live."