A New Kind of Enemy

Summary- The gang is seventeen now and in their seventh year at Hogwarts.  Voldemort is gone, along with the majority of the deatheaters, including Lucius Malfoy.  Hermione has been dating Victor Krum ever since the Yule Ball in their fourth year, and has fallen deeply in love with him.  But sometimes people surprise you, and arnt who you though they were.  Hermione discovers this about two people, two people she has known for the greater part of her life, and two people who will be working on two opposite extriemes, one trying to save her, and one trying to destroy her. 

Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, or anything related to the Harry Potter world.  Ms. Rowling has the pleasure of that.

Spoilers- Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone,

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets,

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Pairing- Hermione Granger / Victor Krum at first, but will be a Hermione Granger / Draco Malfoy

"Ginny! Where is my mascara?" Hermione's voice could be heard all through the heads dormitory, which, at this particular time, was a mess.

Lavender, Ginny, and Hermione where rushing around Hermione's room, grabbing small things, like shoes and tubes of lipstick, while over in Dracos room, Harry, Ron, and of course, Draco, where talking about their plans for the night.

"Draco," Harry said seriously, "You know that you have to protect Hermione tonight, Ron and I will help, but it's going to be mostly up to you."

 Draco nodded gravely. Ron, whose freckled face was usually red, was a very ghostly pale. It had just started to sink in that he and Harry had put their best friend in mortal danger. It was unintentional, but bad all the same.

Meanwhile, in Hermione's dorm.

"LAVENDER!!!" A panicked Ginny was yelling "Where's my midnight shimmer eye shadow?"

"Oh here." Lavender threw a little case of eye shadow at Ginny. Hermione called from the bathroom.

"Hey Lav? Gin? Could you tie up the back of my dress?" Before either girl could answer, Hermione heard a chorus of

"I Will!!!" from the other side of the bathroom door.

Hermione giggled, she felt at ease with all her friends around her.

"That's all right boys! Ginny's got it covered!" Hermione could have sworn she heard some grumbling, but decided to overlook it.

"Thanks Gin." Hermione said as Ginny finished lacing up her back. Then Lavender came over.

"Sit." She said simply, pointing to a chair.

"How come?" Hermione said

"Ginny and I are going to do your hair and makeup."

"But I was going to-" But Hermione never got to finish her sentence, in 5 seconds Lavender and Ginny where swooping around her, Lavender taking a magic insta-curler and was pulling and curling Hermione's hair, while Ginny was using A wide assortment of no fail, no smudge, no mess makeup products.

After about 10 minutes of not being allowed to more, Lavender and Ginny both said proudly, "Go look in your mirror."

Hermione did, and was amazed. Staring back at her was a true late century princess, and she was, in fact, the spitting image of Estella. Her Hair was flowing around her in wide silky curls, and they shown thanks to 'Madam Sparlies hair shine', according to Ginny. Each curl was accented with tiny shimmers of gold and silver. Hermione recognized it as a charm from a popular teenage witch magazine. Her eyes where soft and smoky, "bed eyes." Hermione mumbled. Her creamy complexion was glowing, and her lips where full and reddish color that matched her dress.

Ginny and Lavender stood in the doorway to the bathroom while Hermione was admiring herself, they looked extremely proud of themselves. Hermione could just sputter.

"Wow, wow guys, really, thanks o much, I never could do this myself, damn! I look just like Estella!"

"We know." Ginny said, grinning at her. "We had a lovely conversation with the two, and we decided you and Estella do look the same, just from other periods of time, so we decided to make you up just like her."

Lavender and Ginny smiled at Hermione, and Hermione hugged them.

"Thanks you guys, it means a lot to me to have friends like you." After another hug, the three girls left Hermione's room to go find their dates.



"Wow Draco, you look just like that Phillip guy from the painting." Harry was saying.

"Yea, I think that was the idea," Draco replied, feeling a little foolish, "But I look like an idiot. "Hey!" Ron replied indigently.

"At least you don't have to wear tights!" Ron, who was dressed in green as Robin Hood, stood in front of them with his arms crossed.

 "No, I suppose not," Draco smiled. "Vell come now, Ve do not Vant to keep our Vair ladies Vaiting." Harry said in a very poor Transylvanian accent, he was a vampire. Ron and Draco laughed, and headed out to the common room.

The two groups, coincidently, entered the room at the same time, and respectfully, gapped at each other.

"Mione!" Draco was the first to speak, "My lord, you look gorgeous!" Hermione blushed. Harry said,

"Well, I don't know Mione, I think Ron was better at proving his thoughts. Ron elbowed Harry and Hermione giggled while Draco looked confused.

"This is going to be a fun night." Hermione thought happily.

As the three couples walked into the dance, they immediately claimed a table. The music was blaring, and the girl Draco and Hermione was asked to sing was there, and even though she was working, she looked like she was having a fabulous time.

"Care to dance?" Draco asked devilishly, it was a very fast song.

"Sure thing, Draky boy." Hermione grinned at his surprise; clearly he hadn't expected Hermione to be much of a dancer.

"Draco! Quit looking at me like that! I have been taking Dance lessons since I could walk!" Draco laughed and continued dancing.

Half an hour later, Ginny, Harry, Draco, Hermione, Ron and Lavender, Parvati and her Ravenclaw date where all sitting at a table that was shaped like a pumpkin, drinking sparkling cider. Ginny and Harry seemed to be discussing something, and kept throwing looks at Hermione, and Ron and the Ravenclaw boy where talking about Quiddich. Lavender and Parvati where gossiping.

"Are you having a good time, Mione?" Draco asked, looking into her eyes.

"It's the most fun I have had in a long time Draco" Hermione answered him truthfully, hoping he didn't ask anymore questions around her friends. Draco nodded. Just then a song started that Hermione recognized, and she looked up, startled.

"Celestina sings muggle music too?"

"Of course, m'dear." Draco smiled at her, and offered his hand to dance."

Looking at Hermione and Draco, Ron and Harry gave each other knowing smiles Draco looking straight into Hermione's eyes, led their seamless dancing, and the song started-



I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure

Unknown to Hermione and Draco, they where the object of everyone's looks, as the song played on.

I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing


Hermione felt Draco bring her in closer, and, surprisingly, she didn't resist him, somehow, no matter what their past, she felt safe in his strong arms. Sighing, she laid her head on his shoulder, and the song played on..


Lying close to you feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
And I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever, forever and ever


Draco closed his eyes as he pulled Hermione closer. She smelled of Strawberries again. He remembered the first time he noticed that, how it seemed like such a long time ago, but it wasn't really. He thought about the past, but forced it out of his mind, the future is the only thing of importance, and the song played on..


I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing



Harry and Ron, who where still sitting down, looked at their best friend and former-emimy. Of course they where still on the lookout for Victor Krum, but all the same, still too involved with staring at the dancing couple. "Think she likes him, Ron?" Harry asked, almost too afraid for an answer." "No, Harry," Ron said, in an odd, sort of choked up voice. "I know she likes him." And the song played on...



I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
Well, I just wanna be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just wanna hold you close

Feel your heart so close to mine
And stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time


Hermione had her eyes closed, and her arms around Draco's neck. "There's no where on earth right now I would rather be." She said to herself, fully realizing what was happening to her. "How did this happen? How did I fall in love with Draco Malfoy?" And the song played on.


Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
'Cause I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing



While Draco and Hermione danced, Parvati and Lavender where whispering excitedly together. "Dracos eyes are closed Lav!" Parvati exclaimed in a soft whisper. "I know! And look at Hermione! Look how close they are? Aren't they a cute couple? Didn't I do a good job on her hair?" They continued discussing the scene in front of them, The Slytherin Prince, with his arms around the Gryffindor muggleborn. And the song played on...


I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing



Hermione and Draco danced like they where the only two people in the entire world, and Hogwarts was just a building that they decided to be in. They weren't at a school dance, they where just together. It was as though it was the simplest thing to anyone, it was meant to be. Hermione lifted her head as the song started to end. She looked up into Dracos slate grey eyes, that once held cold thoughts and resentment. She saw hope and love in his eyes. Draco looked into Hermione's honey brown eyes, and saw all the love he could ever need, it was just too much for him, so he did the most rational thing he could think of- He leaned down, and kissed her.

Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah
I don't wanna miss a thing


Hermione opened her eyes wide in surprise, but Draco's strong arms around her held her tight, and she relaxed, and found herself kissing him back. He held her tighter against him and she could feel the warmth of his body penitrating through her dress. For those few moments the world swirled around them, and nothing could hurt them.

When the song ended, they broke their kiss, and everything came back to them. Draco loosened his arms around Hermione and they looked at each other. Hermione was shocked, but yet, it felt good. She had waited for the immense pressure she had felt when Victor kissed her, but it never came, only Dracos lips, colliding with hers.

As the next song started, Hermione felt someone tap her back, It was Harry.

 "mind if I cut in?" Hermione smiled at him, and reluctantly let go of Draco, who, needing to muster all his charms, smiled and bowed. "Go right ahead." And Draco went off to get some punch.

Hermione was smiling as she and Harry danced.

"Well Hermione, I know I'm devilishly hansom, but really." Harry was teasing her, and Hermione snapped out of her daze.

"Oh Harry, tonight has been perfect!" Hermione was blushing, but because it was a very dimly lit room, Harry couldn't tell. "I am glad you're happy Hermione." Harry said truthfully.

 "I'm glad you found some happiness, Hermione, God knows, you need some." Hermione looked at Harry in surprise. "he couldn't possibly know, could he?" She asked herself.

"Thanks Harry, that means a lot to me."

"No prob Mione." Harry grinned. "Hey Harry? I'm going to go get some punch, I'll meet you guys back at the table."

"Sure Hermione." Harry said, waving her off.

Hermione wandered over to the punch table, it was indeed looking quite Halloween like. There where Punch bowls that had and orange drink in it, and another that had black. Hermione was sure that they where the same drink, but, just to be sure, she poured herself a cup of the orange drink.

Finishing up her glass, she started to head toward her friends table, when someone tapped her on the back. Hermione wirld around to see a person in a costume she recognized from the muggle production 'Phantom of the Opera'. The mysterious stranger held out his hand, asking for a dance. Suddenly Hermione clicked who it was. Seamus! Yes, she remembered him talking about a mask he wanted to buy for this occasion. Grinning, she took his hand and they started to dance.

"You and Draco Malfoy seem to have hit it off rather well, Hermione." The stranger said to a blushing Hermione.

"Well, yes I suppose we are." Hermione answered, looking over his shoulder for her friends. Abruptly, the man was steering her away from the punch table, and towards a corner, by the entrance hall door.

"You know, Seamus," Hermione said, impressed. "You're a rather good dancer. Where's Padma? I thought you came with her?"

"I'm not Seamus." The stranger replied, in an annoyed voice.

 "Oh really?" Hermione asked playfully. "Then am I going to have to guess? Alright then, um, Neville? No, you're too tall. Mmm, Justin? Are you Justin?" The Man had his arms firmly around Hermione's waist, and steered her out into the corridor outside the great hall. In one swift motion he grabbed onto her arms and pulled her so that she was just inches away from him, and he made her look him in the eyes. "Hey! What are you-" She cut off, seeing the familiar look in the strangers' eyes. Slowly she reached up and pulled the mask of, and gasped. "Victor!" Victor how did you get in here again? What are you doing? Let me go! I'll scream!" Victor slapped her.

"There will be no need for that, my dear Mione. But oh my, you have been such a bad girl. What did I tell you about that Malfoy bastard? Hmm? Is it the wealth Mione? Is mine not enough that you need to go after the Malfoy fortune too? Or maybe it's the name itself that's alluring? I don't see how you two have become so cozy, seeing as that he still sees you as a piece of mudblood trash, and he's right of course, you are."

Tears started to form in the corner of Hermione's eyes, white had grown remarkably darker in fright.

"Now Hermione." Victor was talking to her as though she where a child. "You are going to follow me, or rather, I will steer you in the right direction. We are going to take a little trip." Hermione looked at him, terrified. "Yes Hermione, do keep that expression, it really suites you." Victor sneered and led Hermione down an abandoned hallway.

Back in the great hall Harry was walking back to the table, where Ron and Draco where discussing the latest game of quiddich, between Ravenclaw and Hufflpuff. "Hiya Harry." Ron said looking up.

"Hello Harry." Draco said in his deep voice, not coming out like a drawl anymore.

"Hey guys, what are you talking about?" "How Hufflpuff actually beat Ravenclaw! 190 to 10!" Ron was looking as though he was ready to jump out of his seat.

"That's nice Ron." Harry said, trying not to sound bored. Honestly he had enough of quiddich for the week; He had Hermione on the mind.

"Hey Harry," Draco said, "Where's Hermione?" Ron and Harry both snapped to attention.

"Oh, she went to get some punch, she'll be over in a minute."

"Draco looked at him quickly. "What? Where is she right now?! Did you forget that we have a Bulgarian maniac on the loose?" Ron quickly stood up and scanned the room. Harry and Draco followed suite.

"Harry, I don't see her." Ron said quietly. Draco was already running out to the hall. Harry and Ron where close behind, and when they caught up to him, Harry said- "Draco! You take the dungeons! Ron! You take the ground floor; I'm going to go grab the marauders map! They each ran their separate directions, each with a feeling of dread.

Hermione was kicking against her kidnapper, he had put a silencing charm on her, and so screaming herself hoarse was out of the question. Kicking was doing no good either, however, as Krum was at least a foot taller then her. Finally they ended up in what Hermione recognized at an old transfiguration room. Krum closed the door behind them and locked it, in hopes of preventing anyone from entering while he was, ahem, taking care of business.

Krum pushed her against a far wall and started to punch her, then, remembering he was a wizard, he grabbed his wand. Hermione looked at him in freight, and he started to yell at her.

"Do you think I will let you get away with disgracing me, Hermione? Did you? did you think you could rub yourself against Draco Malfoy and get away with it? Of spend a week in another mans house? I told you you where not allowed to be with Potter and Weasly! I gave you warning and you rejected it! well now I am rejecting you Hermione, but I will not let you get away with this, your slutty ass will never be for that Malfoy bitch, and since you have decided I am not good enough for you, I have decided no one is!" Victor raised his wand and to Hermione's horror, he shouted "Crucio!"

Hermione's world was turned upside down in a searing pain that, in trying to describe accurately, felt like someone was lighting fire to every one of her individual organs. White hot pain flashed all around her, and Hermione became to see stars. She barely heard the words "Finite Incantatem." Hermione gasped, her lungs needing air, and she gladly gulped it in. "See what I can do to you, Hermione? See what power I have? You are worthless, a despicable excuse for a witch. You are-"

But victor didn't finish his sentence. The door to the old transfiguration room burst open, and through the door Hermione saw just who she needed to see- Harry and Draco!

Victor whirled around, and before Draco could do anything, Victor shouted "Crucio!" once more. Hermione waited for the pain to crumble Draco, but it never came. Victor looked just as shocked as Hermione felt, but as the curse wore on, all Draco did was flinch from time to time, with the ever present smirk on his face. Then, with a look of hatred that neither Harry nor Hermione had ever seen before, Draco shouted "CRUCIO!" A shock of reddish light appeared out of the tip of Draco's wand, and in an instant, Victor was on the floor, convulsing and shaking, just as Hermione had only five minutes before. Victor was thrashing around on the ground, and all Harry and Hermione could do was stare. First at the mass of a man on the floor, and finally at Draco, who was emitting a scence of power that reminded Harry strongly of what Dumbledore had been doing, the night Barty crouch/Mad eye Moody was captured. Finally, after what seemed like hours, but in fact, was only about a minute and a half, Malfoy said in a deadly low whisper

"Finite Incantatem."

Victor, who was now barely conscious, tried to grab for his wand, but Draco beat him yet again. "Expelliarmus!" and Victor was disarmed.

Draco started walking over to Hermione but then stopped, and a look crossed his face like he was having a second thought, and he said "Petrificus totalis" to the figure of Victor, who immediately went rigid.

"Hermione!" Draco and Harry where at her side, trying to help her up, but not succeeding.

"Draco.Harry." Hermione said simply. "Thank you." And Hermione's world went black.