Life Of Exile
By: furtherseemsforever
Chapter Two
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Harry Potter.
A/N: Wow
ffjunkie: Whoa...I'm really, REALLY glad you liked my story that much!! Talk about an ego booster, lol. Whoa...I'm still wicked happy...I'm soooo happy that you decided to finish my first chapter, and i hope this one is just as good!!
Fiery Slut: I'm glad you enjoyed it...i hope i dont let you down..and i feel bad for Hermione too, and i'm writing it...lol...but dont worry. my mind works in nice little ways. she's going to find a way...>: )
*: I know you were an anonymous review, but hello...i got to give you props to the whole tom thing..though i feel silly cause i'm 16...lol.! oh well, one year doesn't hurt anyone...er...i think...!
Verna Lata: Wow, thank you soo much...lol, you made me blush...:o)....lol..i dont get too many people telling me i'm talented often. and it feels good, so you made my day! And i do really like going into detail with my writing, so emotion portrayal will be heavy in this story!
Shannon: Thank you...especially for the whole spelling help thing, and boy do i need it! lol...Well, here is your entertainment for now!
Ernie: I'm glad you like the way I write. i like the way you review, lol!
Anonymous: I'd like to thank you for being honest with the other reviewer...i think it was cool that people these days still have compassion, like you. cause where i'm from...eh....lets just save this for a rainy day..lol
Fallen Angel of Darkness: First off, I'd like to thank you for reviewing...but the thing is, i dont understand how you perceived Hermione as being "Mary Sue-ish"...not meaning sounds for lack of a better word, bitchy, but where i come from, looking mousy isn't a good thing...to me it seems like they need to grow into their looks, because they seem too petite.
Jasini: Whoa... did i seriously make you cry? Oh boy...lol...i've only made one person cry, and that was this kid when i kicked him in the balls in 6th grade...lol...change of subject here....YAY!! YOU WERE MY FIRST REVIEWER!! i hope i make you proud!, and here, my friend, is your update!!
Onward!
Students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry joyously celebrated, yet mourned the last two days of school. Hermione Granger was not one of those people. The last few weeks for the ex-bubbly optimistic Gryffindor had been a living Hell. Harry and Ron were utterly disgusted, which Ron portrayed quite hastily, by calling her Malfoy's "Left Hand Slut".
She didn't know why, but all she learned to love at Hogwarts seem to frown upon her, making her last stay at Hogwarts rather unenjoyable. Every single one of her house members would cast disapproving looks on her, before moving far away, as if she were a pile of dung threatening to be stepped into. The Head Girl was supposed to be respected, and even the Head Boy, Justin Finch-Fletchy, refrained himself from any casual conversation with her.
Everything she had worked for in her life got violently pushed down the drain. And all because she fell into love. The supposed one-sided love. Hermione's fists balled up just thinking of him. Of how he had hurt her, of how he had humiliated her in front of the entire school. Of how he made her still love him.
Sitting lonely in her quarters, feeling pity for herself, she glanced down at her hand. Standing out against her creamy white skin was a silver ring, with diamonds and emeralds and rubies encrusted to make a rose twist around the entire ring. She sighed, as she thought back to when she had gotten this ring. And what a lie it told.
Flashback New Years Eve, 7th Year
Hermione sat in her private Head Girl quarters, in the embrace of Draco Malfoy. His arms snaked around her waist, comforting her subtle mood. Sighing, Hermione leaned her head against the hallow of his neck. The way they fit together so perfectly, Hermione never wanted to let go. She wanted to be his forever. She felt so safe in his arms, so comforted, so loved. It was bliss, pure ecstasy.
It had almost been a year since Draco and Hermione started secretly dating, but nothing had progressed very far. Hermione had begun to wonder if it was meant to be. Bringing her gaze to Draco, she saw him contemplating something in his mind. He looked a little nervous, and quite anxious.
"Draco..." Hermione said softly, his meaningful gaze sweeping over her own.
"Yeah," he replied in a deep throaty whisper. His eyes were burning intense holes into hers, making her feel like she had no worries, not one problem in the world. It was things like that that made Hermione fall deeper and deeper for Draco Malfoy.
"I think, that I'm ready," she said, her voice low, but never wavering. She knew she was, she just didn't want to make herself look like a fool. Draco's eyes instantly flicked up to hers.
"Are you sure?" he asked. With no warning, Hermione leaned in and caught him in a sweet kiss. It started out soft, gentle, sweet. A loving, tender kiss. But the kiss grew more aggressive as the seconds past, as the desire for each other grew. Draco's hand had found itself up Hermione's shirt, gently rubbing her waist.
Draco gently unbuttoned her crisp white blouse, revealing creamy skin, and a light pink lace bra. She was beautiful beyond belief. Thoughts flooded his mind as he began kissing his way to her navel. Her back arched to him, as he quickly flicked his tongue into her belly button and pressed with some strength.
Draco moved up and began kissing her neck, moving down to her collarbone. Her chest was heaving up and down, and her eyes were closed in a heavenly bliss. Hermione opened her eyes slowly, as she took her hands and placed them on Draco's firm chest. She began working the buttons on his black shirt, exposing a flawless, muscular chest. Draco shuddered with the quick exposure of cold air.
Hermione trailed her fingers along his bare chest, as she kissed him softly and teasingly on the lips. Her hands went down to the zipper on his trousers. Her hands lingered there for a few moments, before Draco's hands accompanied her and helped unzip and unbutton.
Now it was Draco's turn. He slowly moved his hands from Hermione's waist to her back, to find the small zipper to the back of her skirt. He pulled the zipper down, making the skirt baggy. He pulled it down and off her slim legs, leaving her exposed in only her undergarments. He laid himself down on top of her, and began kissing her with a passion newly unleashed within him. He had never felt this way with any other girl.
Hermione's hands found their way to the back of his head, and began toying with the hair that hung loosely at the nape of his neck. It sent erotic tingles throughout Draco, down to his groin, which was growing increasingly warmer by the minute.
Hermione brought her feeble hands down to the waistline of Draco's slacks, and gradually brought them down, her warm fingers massaging the newly exposed skin. Once his pants were at his ankles, he kicked them of, only to be remaining in his boxers.
She took that opportunity to turn Draco over, so he was partially sitting up, his back resting on the headboard of her bed. She swung her legs over each side of him, straddling him just below his groin. Sliding down ever so slowly, she lay down on top of him, to feel his heat pulsating below her own. She moved up slowly, and moved her hips back down, creating friction that made Draco moan.
"Hermione..." he said. His breathing was heavy, and he looked in a pure state of bliss. His arms snaked around Hermione's back and his fingers found the clasp to her bra. Soon, the clasp was left undone, and he saw her slowly pulling the bra off her arms, off her breasts. Holding his hands behind her back to support her, he slowly began sucking on her breasts, which caused her to moan loudly at first. His tongue was gently stroking her now erect nipples, as her back arched farther.
"Oh...Draco..." she moaned as he continued his tongue massaging. To Hermione's great displeasure, he removed his mouth from her skin, and leaned forward, so his lips hovered directly above hers.
"You're sure?..." he asked between ragged breaths. Hermione's eyes shone to him, as though they were inviting. She nodded as she leaned forward and kissed his neck softly. Draco began removing his boxers as Hermione continued kissing his neck, leaving little wet spots trailing his Adam's apple.
Draco settled himself on top of her, and he leaned down to kiss her lips with such passion and such fire. The tip of his penis was resting at her opening, and very slowly he settled himself into her. Hermione's mouth opened wide and the pain that overtook her as Draco entered her was immense. Yet, the pain dissipated into a slight throb, then to nothing after a few seconds.
With her approval, Draco began rocking himself in and out of her, speed gradually increasing, their moans and gasps for breath getting louder and more needy. As Draco began moving faster within her, Hermione began following him with his rhythm. She could feel herself begin to start her orgasm. It was such a wonderful feeling. All the muscles in Hermione's body seemed to be pleasurably tensing, and without warning, they all relaxed, spreading a heavenly sensation throughout every limb. Few seconds after that, she heard Draco let out a long moan, and she felt him fill into her. Draco collapsed next to her, both breathing heavy.
"Hermione..." Draco said, his breath shaky. Hermione looked up to him, his eyes filled with an emotion she had never seen before. "Hermione, I love you." His eyes were filled with love.
Hermione's eyes clouded over, and she nuzzled her head into the hollow of his neck. "I love you, Draco Malfoy."
The two could not be happier. They sat together in pure bliss, in love. The Draco thought about something. Something resting in his pocket of his slacks on the floor. Wrapping a thin blanket around his bottom half, he reached down to the floor and grabbed his slacks and took something out.
"Hermione Ann Granger, I have something I want to give you," he said, his hand still cupping the object. His free hand took Hermione's left hand, and he slowly slid a beautiful ring onto her finger. It was a silver band, with diamonds, rubies and emeralds encrusted all the way around, forming a glamorous rose.
"Draco, it's beautiful..." she said, holding her hand up, examining the ring on her finger.
"Hermione, as long as you wear this, you will know I love you. Never take this ring off Hermione, for it represents our love."
Hermione's eyes clouded over and a single tear ran down her cheek, but Draco was their to kiss it away.
End Flashback
Hermione toyed with the ring on her finger, yet she couldn't bring herself to take it off. Taking it off would only remind her of how it was truly over...
A/N: PLEASE review!!!! SORRY FOR THE LOOONNG TIME TO UPDATE!! >br>
XOXO carmen furtherseemsforever
By: furtherseemsforever
Chapter Two
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Harry Potter.
A/N: Wow
ffjunkie: Whoa...I'm really, REALLY glad you liked my story that much!! Talk about an ego booster, lol. Whoa...I'm still wicked happy...I'm soooo happy that you decided to finish my first chapter, and i hope this one is just as good!!
Fiery Slut: I'm glad you enjoyed it...i hope i dont let you down..and i feel bad for Hermione too, and i'm writing it...lol...but dont worry. my mind works in nice little ways. she's going to find a way...>: )
*: I know you were an anonymous review, but hello...i got to give you props to the whole tom thing..though i feel silly cause i'm 16...lol.! oh well, one year doesn't hurt anyone...er...i think...!
Verna Lata: Wow, thank you soo much...lol, you made me blush...:o)....lol..i dont get too many people telling me i'm talented often. and it feels good, so you made my day! And i do really like going into detail with my writing, so emotion portrayal will be heavy in this story!
Shannon: Thank you...especially for the whole spelling help thing, and boy do i need it! lol...Well, here is your entertainment for now!
Ernie: I'm glad you like the way I write. i like the way you review, lol!
Anonymous: I'd like to thank you for being honest with the other reviewer...i think it was cool that people these days still have compassion, like you. cause where i'm from...eh....lets just save this for a rainy day..lol
Fallen Angel of Darkness: First off, I'd like to thank you for reviewing...but the thing is, i dont understand how you perceived Hermione as being "Mary Sue-ish"...not meaning sounds for lack of a better word, bitchy, but where i come from, looking mousy isn't a good thing...to me it seems like they need to grow into their looks, because they seem too petite.
Jasini: Whoa... did i seriously make you cry? Oh boy...lol...i've only made one person cry, and that was this kid when i kicked him in the balls in 6th grade...lol...change of subject here....YAY!! YOU WERE MY FIRST REVIEWER!! i hope i make you proud!, and here, my friend, is your update!!
Onward!
Students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry joyously celebrated, yet mourned the last two days of school. Hermione Granger was not one of those people. The last few weeks for the ex-bubbly optimistic Gryffindor had been a living Hell. Harry and Ron were utterly disgusted, which Ron portrayed quite hastily, by calling her Malfoy's "Left Hand Slut".
She didn't know why, but all she learned to love at Hogwarts seem to frown upon her, making her last stay at Hogwarts rather unenjoyable. Every single one of her house members would cast disapproving looks on her, before moving far away, as if she were a pile of dung threatening to be stepped into. The Head Girl was supposed to be respected, and even the Head Boy, Justin Finch-Fletchy, refrained himself from any casual conversation with her.
Everything she had worked for in her life got violently pushed down the drain. And all because she fell into love. The supposed one-sided love. Hermione's fists balled up just thinking of him. Of how he had hurt her, of how he had humiliated her in front of the entire school. Of how he made her still love him.
Sitting lonely in her quarters, feeling pity for herself, she glanced down at her hand. Standing out against her creamy white skin was a silver ring, with diamonds and emeralds and rubies encrusted to make a rose twist around the entire ring. She sighed, as she thought back to when she had gotten this ring. And what a lie it told.
Flashback New Years Eve, 7th Year
Hermione sat in her private Head Girl quarters, in the embrace of Draco Malfoy. His arms snaked around her waist, comforting her subtle mood. Sighing, Hermione leaned her head against the hallow of his neck. The way they fit together so perfectly, Hermione never wanted to let go. She wanted to be his forever. She felt so safe in his arms, so comforted, so loved. It was bliss, pure ecstasy.
It had almost been a year since Draco and Hermione started secretly dating, but nothing had progressed very far. Hermione had begun to wonder if it was meant to be. Bringing her gaze to Draco, she saw him contemplating something in his mind. He looked a little nervous, and quite anxious.
"Draco..." Hermione said softly, his meaningful gaze sweeping over her own.
"Yeah," he replied in a deep throaty whisper. His eyes were burning intense holes into hers, making her feel like she had no worries, not one problem in the world. It was things like that that made Hermione fall deeper and deeper for Draco Malfoy.
"I think, that I'm ready," she said, her voice low, but never wavering. She knew she was, she just didn't want to make herself look like a fool. Draco's eyes instantly flicked up to hers.
"Are you sure?" he asked. With no warning, Hermione leaned in and caught him in a sweet kiss. It started out soft, gentle, sweet. A loving, tender kiss. But the kiss grew more aggressive as the seconds past, as the desire for each other grew. Draco's hand had found itself up Hermione's shirt, gently rubbing her waist.
Draco gently unbuttoned her crisp white blouse, revealing creamy skin, and a light pink lace bra. She was beautiful beyond belief. Thoughts flooded his mind as he began kissing his way to her navel. Her back arched to him, as he quickly flicked his tongue into her belly button and pressed with some strength.
Draco moved up and began kissing her neck, moving down to her collarbone. Her chest was heaving up and down, and her eyes were closed in a heavenly bliss. Hermione opened her eyes slowly, as she took her hands and placed them on Draco's firm chest. She began working the buttons on his black shirt, exposing a flawless, muscular chest. Draco shuddered with the quick exposure of cold air.
Hermione trailed her fingers along his bare chest, as she kissed him softly and teasingly on the lips. Her hands went down to the zipper on his trousers. Her hands lingered there for a few moments, before Draco's hands accompanied her and helped unzip and unbutton.
Now it was Draco's turn. He slowly moved his hands from Hermione's waist to her back, to find the small zipper to the back of her skirt. He pulled the zipper down, making the skirt baggy. He pulled it down and off her slim legs, leaving her exposed in only her undergarments. He laid himself down on top of her, and began kissing her with a passion newly unleashed within him. He had never felt this way with any other girl.
Hermione's hands found their way to the back of his head, and began toying with the hair that hung loosely at the nape of his neck. It sent erotic tingles throughout Draco, down to his groin, which was growing increasingly warmer by the minute.
Hermione brought her feeble hands down to the waistline of Draco's slacks, and gradually brought them down, her warm fingers massaging the newly exposed skin. Once his pants were at his ankles, he kicked them of, only to be remaining in his boxers.
She took that opportunity to turn Draco over, so he was partially sitting up, his back resting on the headboard of her bed. She swung her legs over each side of him, straddling him just below his groin. Sliding down ever so slowly, she lay down on top of him, to feel his heat pulsating below her own. She moved up slowly, and moved her hips back down, creating friction that made Draco moan.
"Hermione..." he said. His breathing was heavy, and he looked in a pure state of bliss. His arms snaked around Hermione's back and his fingers found the clasp to her bra. Soon, the clasp was left undone, and he saw her slowly pulling the bra off her arms, off her breasts. Holding his hands behind her back to support her, he slowly began sucking on her breasts, which caused her to moan loudly at first. His tongue was gently stroking her now erect nipples, as her back arched farther.
"Oh...Draco..." she moaned as he continued his tongue massaging. To Hermione's great displeasure, he removed his mouth from her skin, and leaned forward, so his lips hovered directly above hers.
"You're sure?..." he asked between ragged breaths. Hermione's eyes shone to him, as though they were inviting. She nodded as she leaned forward and kissed his neck softly. Draco began removing his boxers as Hermione continued kissing his neck, leaving little wet spots trailing his Adam's apple.
Draco settled himself on top of her, and he leaned down to kiss her lips with such passion and such fire. The tip of his penis was resting at her opening, and very slowly he settled himself into her. Hermione's mouth opened wide and the pain that overtook her as Draco entered her was immense. Yet, the pain dissipated into a slight throb, then to nothing after a few seconds.
With her approval, Draco began rocking himself in and out of her, speed gradually increasing, their moans and gasps for breath getting louder and more needy. As Draco began moving faster within her, Hermione began following him with his rhythm. She could feel herself begin to start her orgasm. It was such a wonderful feeling. All the muscles in Hermione's body seemed to be pleasurably tensing, and without warning, they all relaxed, spreading a heavenly sensation throughout every limb. Few seconds after that, she heard Draco let out a long moan, and she felt him fill into her. Draco collapsed next to her, both breathing heavy.
"Hermione..." Draco said, his breath shaky. Hermione looked up to him, his eyes filled with an emotion she had never seen before. "Hermione, I love you." His eyes were filled with love.
Hermione's eyes clouded over, and she nuzzled her head into the hollow of his neck. "I love you, Draco Malfoy."
The two could not be happier. They sat together in pure bliss, in love. The Draco thought about something. Something resting in his pocket of his slacks on the floor. Wrapping a thin blanket around his bottom half, he reached down to the floor and grabbed his slacks and took something out.
"Hermione Ann Granger, I have something I want to give you," he said, his hand still cupping the object. His free hand took Hermione's left hand, and he slowly slid a beautiful ring onto her finger. It was a silver band, with diamonds, rubies and emeralds encrusted all the way around, forming a glamorous rose.
"Draco, it's beautiful..." she said, holding her hand up, examining the ring on her finger.
"Hermione, as long as you wear this, you will know I love you. Never take this ring off Hermione, for it represents our love."
Hermione's eyes clouded over and a single tear ran down her cheek, but Draco was their to kiss it away.
End Flashback
Hermione toyed with the ring on her finger, yet she couldn't bring herself to take it off. Taking it off would only remind her of how it was truly over...
A/N: PLEASE review!!!! SORRY FOR THE LOOONNG TIME TO UPDATE!! >br>
XOXO carmen furtherseemsforever
