The door slammed and Hermione Granger came to the realization that the situation had very quickly gone from bad to worse. Draco Malfoy stood by the door, smirking, just staring at her, on his father's bed, naked, wrapped in a slytherin green comforter. Neither of them spoke for a while, Hermione not knowing what to say. She also noticed an odd look on Draco's face. If she hadn't known any better, she would have thought he looked... well... uncomfortable.
Draco walked across the room and picked up her clothes. He broke the silence. "Get dressed," he said, handing the pile to a very shocked looking Hermione.
She didn't move. "What part of get dressed don't you understand? I'll even look the other way."
She didn't know what game he was playing. Did he think it would be more fun to rip her clothes off and then rape her? She stopped for a moment and realized that as odd as this was, she shouldn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth so she took the pile of clothes and with Draco still looking the other way, she very quickly get dressed.
"You dressed Granger?"
"Yes."
"Good." Draco turned around to face her. He noticed that although she was now dressed she was still pale and shaking. He stood there not knowing what to say. "I'm not going to rape you." He hadn't meant it to sound as crude as that, but that was exactly what he meant to convey. He had bigger plans for her.
She stared at him, not sure what to say next. Although she was relieved, she was also quite perplexed. She reached into the pocket of her skirt, but as she had suspected, Lucius Malfoy had removed her wand earlier.
"My father has your wand. You're not going to need it right now. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Why should I trust you?"
Draco Malfoy thought for a moment. There really was no good reason. He had been nothing but a bully to her and her friends, and his father was a sadistic deatheater. "There is no reason for you to believe this, but I promise you, I'm not going to let him kill you or your mother."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I'm sick of my father. I realized a while ago that he is evil and sadistic. I'm not claiming to be a saint or anything, but I don't want to end up like him."
Hermione's head spun. Should she believe him? Looking at the situation realistically, she realized she had no choice at the moment but to trust him.
There was silence again, neither one of them knowing quite what to say next. The silence was broken a moment later when there was a knock at the door.
"Draco." The sound of Lucius's voice sent a shiver down Hermoine's spine. "Are you done with the mudblood yet?"
"Yes father. You may come in."
Lucius Malfoy entered and a look of shock ran over his face as he noticed she was not on the bed naked as he had expected, but dressed and standing next to his son.
"What is the meaning of this?" he shouted. "What are you playing at Draco?"
"I couldn't rape her father," said Draco in a very serious voice. A look of horror came over Lucius's face. "No father," added Draco quickly, "I'm not gay. Its just that unlike you, I don't get joy out of hurting people. I also like my women willing."
"Oh so do I Draco. And let me tell you. She was very willing..." said Lucius as he reached towards Hermione to stroke her chin and hair. Draco stepped between them.
"Don't you fucking touch her!" he shouted.
"So you defy me, by showing kindness to this mudblood whore!!??"
"I'm not defying you, father. I'm simply saying that I want no part in harming her or her mother." Draco took a deep breath. "And I won't let you harm them either."
"You insolent little brat! How dare you tell me what I can and cannot do! Do not stand in my way Draco." Lucius reached down for his wand. He moved to aim it at his son but Draco's reflexes were quick and he pulled his own wand and pointed it at his father.
"I said, you're not going to hurt them," said Draco with a solid determination in his voice.
"And you're going to stop me? Put that wand down this moment or you are no longer a Malfoy!" roared the elder Malfoy, his face bright red.
"Maybe I don't care!"
"Expilarmis!" shouted Lucius and Draco's wand flew from his hand as he went tumbling backwards. Hermione screamed.
"You will be very sorry you did that!!!! You are no longer my son!" Lucius walked to where Draco had fallen and spit on him. He stood there, with his wand pointed at his son. A look of rage on his face. "You shame the Malfoy name. I should kill you right now. No son of mine would ever choose a mudblood whore over his own flesh and blood!"
"Accio wand," whispered Draco, and Hermione's wand, which had been in Lucius's pocket, flew into his hand. Lucius didn't notice.
Lucius turned away from Draco and grabbed Hermione by the arm. "Come. It is time for you to say goodbye to your mother."
"No! Leave her alone!" shouted Draco getting to his feet.
Lucius ignored this and continued to drag Hermione toward the door.
"I said leave her the fuck alone!"
Again, Lucius ignored his son.
"I'm sorry father." Draco paused. "Adavera Kadevra!" and with a brilliant flash of green light, Lucius Malfoy was dead.
Hermione collapsed onto the bed in shock. Draco collapsed back onto the floor. Draco Malfoy had just saved her life! She walked over to him, and helped him up.
"Oh my god," he said disbelievingly. "I just killed my father..." And then, Hermione saw something she would have never thought possible. Draco Malfoy began to cry. Not knowing what to do, she sat down next to him, and held his hand like a friend, and simply let him cry.
"I don't want to go to Azkaban," he choked out.
"You won't," said Hermione in a calming voice. "It was self defense. I'll testify to that if it will help. You saved my life. And my mother's."
"Thank you. I feel like after all the times I've insulted you or Ron or Harry... I... I don't deserve this sort of kindness."
"You do. You're a good person and you proved it tonight. You're not your father. You have to remember that."
A few minutes later, the two walked downstairs to the basement to find her mother.
After a tearful reunion, Draco charmed portkeys so that Mrs. Granger could return home, and he and Hermione could return to Hogwarts.
~***~
This isn't the end... there's more plot twists coming up!!!
Draco walked across the room and picked up her clothes. He broke the silence. "Get dressed," he said, handing the pile to a very shocked looking Hermione.
She didn't move. "What part of get dressed don't you understand? I'll even look the other way."
She didn't know what game he was playing. Did he think it would be more fun to rip her clothes off and then rape her? She stopped for a moment and realized that as odd as this was, she shouldn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth so she took the pile of clothes and with Draco still looking the other way, she very quickly get dressed.
"You dressed Granger?"
"Yes."
"Good." Draco turned around to face her. He noticed that although she was now dressed she was still pale and shaking. He stood there not knowing what to say. "I'm not going to rape you." He hadn't meant it to sound as crude as that, but that was exactly what he meant to convey. He had bigger plans for her.
She stared at him, not sure what to say next. Although she was relieved, she was also quite perplexed. She reached into the pocket of her skirt, but as she had suspected, Lucius Malfoy had removed her wand earlier.
"My father has your wand. You're not going to need it right now. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Why should I trust you?"
Draco Malfoy thought for a moment. There really was no good reason. He had been nothing but a bully to her and her friends, and his father was a sadistic deatheater. "There is no reason for you to believe this, but I promise you, I'm not going to let him kill you or your mother."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I'm sick of my father. I realized a while ago that he is evil and sadistic. I'm not claiming to be a saint or anything, but I don't want to end up like him."
Hermione's head spun. Should she believe him? Looking at the situation realistically, she realized she had no choice at the moment but to trust him.
There was silence again, neither one of them knowing quite what to say next. The silence was broken a moment later when there was a knock at the door.
"Draco." The sound of Lucius's voice sent a shiver down Hermoine's spine. "Are you done with the mudblood yet?"
"Yes father. You may come in."
Lucius Malfoy entered and a look of shock ran over his face as he noticed she was not on the bed naked as he had expected, but dressed and standing next to his son.
"What is the meaning of this?" he shouted. "What are you playing at Draco?"
"I couldn't rape her father," said Draco in a very serious voice. A look of horror came over Lucius's face. "No father," added Draco quickly, "I'm not gay. Its just that unlike you, I don't get joy out of hurting people. I also like my women willing."
"Oh so do I Draco. And let me tell you. She was very willing..." said Lucius as he reached towards Hermione to stroke her chin and hair. Draco stepped between them.
"Don't you fucking touch her!" he shouted.
"So you defy me, by showing kindness to this mudblood whore!!??"
"I'm not defying you, father. I'm simply saying that I want no part in harming her or her mother." Draco took a deep breath. "And I won't let you harm them either."
"You insolent little brat! How dare you tell me what I can and cannot do! Do not stand in my way Draco." Lucius reached down for his wand. He moved to aim it at his son but Draco's reflexes were quick and he pulled his own wand and pointed it at his father.
"I said, you're not going to hurt them," said Draco with a solid determination in his voice.
"And you're going to stop me? Put that wand down this moment or you are no longer a Malfoy!" roared the elder Malfoy, his face bright red.
"Maybe I don't care!"
"Expilarmis!" shouted Lucius and Draco's wand flew from his hand as he went tumbling backwards. Hermione screamed.
"You will be very sorry you did that!!!! You are no longer my son!" Lucius walked to where Draco had fallen and spit on him. He stood there, with his wand pointed at his son. A look of rage on his face. "You shame the Malfoy name. I should kill you right now. No son of mine would ever choose a mudblood whore over his own flesh and blood!"
"Accio wand," whispered Draco, and Hermione's wand, which had been in Lucius's pocket, flew into his hand. Lucius didn't notice.
Lucius turned away from Draco and grabbed Hermione by the arm. "Come. It is time for you to say goodbye to your mother."
"No! Leave her alone!" shouted Draco getting to his feet.
Lucius ignored this and continued to drag Hermione toward the door.
"I said leave her the fuck alone!"
Again, Lucius ignored his son.
"I'm sorry father." Draco paused. "Adavera Kadevra!" and with a brilliant flash of green light, Lucius Malfoy was dead.
Hermione collapsed onto the bed in shock. Draco collapsed back onto the floor. Draco Malfoy had just saved her life! She walked over to him, and helped him up.
"Oh my god," he said disbelievingly. "I just killed my father..." And then, Hermione saw something she would have never thought possible. Draco Malfoy began to cry. Not knowing what to do, she sat down next to him, and held his hand like a friend, and simply let him cry.
"I don't want to go to Azkaban," he choked out.
"You won't," said Hermione in a calming voice. "It was self defense. I'll testify to that if it will help. You saved my life. And my mother's."
"Thank you. I feel like after all the times I've insulted you or Ron or Harry... I... I don't deserve this sort of kindness."
"You do. You're a good person and you proved it tonight. You're not your father. You have to remember that."
A few minutes later, the two walked downstairs to the basement to find her mother.
After a tearful reunion, Draco charmed portkeys so that Mrs. Granger could return home, and he and Hermione could return to Hogwarts.
~***~
This isn't the end... there's more plot twists coming up!!!