A/N guys im gunna use asterisks ( * ) instead of quote marks and
apostrophes, because there not working on the computer thing.. if anyone
knows how 2 fix that please tell me.
-Eclipse
Chloe Riddle - yeah I noticed that too, but I have no idea how 2 fix it. So im using the asterisks to cut down on the funny symbol - things..
And now. Chap. 5.
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For the next few days at the manner, Hermione just drifted about, like in a dream state. How many days had gone by exactly? She did not know. Things just flowed by and she flowed with them. Maybe it was because she feared this life, or maybe she had not accepted the reality. Or possibly worse, in her mind, would be that she had accepted it.
Draco had gone back home, though Lucius had remained for an extra day before leaving as well. Hermione looked on this both positively, and negatively. Draco was gone, good she thought, no more mixed feelings. But also, Draco was gone, and he had been her last piece of reality to hold on to.
So as she drifted about, you could almost say it was out of loss. Without another world to hold on to, you can simply exist, or hold on to what is around you. She seemed to be halfway through the two of those options.
But then one day, which day, she did not know, Voldemort called her down to breakfast in a different fashion then usual. They were not to hold a meeting, and usually she didn't have breakfast with him, but today she was told to.
So, Hermione was getting ready. But as she was about to put on a formal dress, a house elf came in.
* My Lady, * it said, * breakfast this morning is not to be formal, you may come down in regular clothing. *
Hermione felt relieved, and over thanked the house elf for coming. She still believed in s.p.e.w, as pathetic as it was.
She put the dress away and slipped on some plain, silvery-blue robes, brushed her hair, and then went down to breakfast.
When she arrived, her father, Lucius and Draco were all sitting down to eat. She was taken aback at the fact that Draco and his father were there, but she walked in to the room. As she did, Voldemort stood.
*My darling, how are you this morning* he asked
*Very well, how are you * she replied.
*I am doing quite well. Lucius has taken the liberty to fetch your Hogwarts letter from your home this morning as it was arriving. Lucius. *
With that, Lucius stood up, bowed to her, and then handed her the
letter.
She opened it up and found it was quite heavy this year. There was the usual school supply list, and introductory notice, but also, there was another short note, which read.
Ms Granger, We are delighted to inform you that you have been awarded the position of Head Girl this year. It is a high honor and we are sure you will not treat it lightly. You must arrive at platform 9 and ¾ a half an hour prior to its departure so that you and the Head Boy can be informed on your duties. Your badge is enclosed.
Best Regards, Professor Minerva McGonagall
Hermione was overjoyed. She was Head Girl!!! Of course, she knew she would be, but having it in writing was so much better. She pulled the badge out of the envelope and looked at it. In big letters it read HG, and underneath those it read, Hermione Granger. Hey, her initials were HG, just like head girl. funny.
*Im head girl! * She cried out, so happy, that she did not care for one moment who she was in the room with.
*Marvelous, you will be rooming with Draco then, * said Voldemort smiling.
*What? *
*Did you not know? Ah, of course you did not. Draco has landed himself the position of Head Boy, which of course means that you two will have your own quarters. The Heads live together to work, much like in your houses at Hogwarts. You get to share a common room and you each have your own bedrooms. * Voldemort responded.
Of course she knew this, but the idea of rooming with Draco? Oh god no.
*Oh yes, now I remember, * she responded, trying best to sound pleasant.
She sat down to eat her breakfast. When she was almost done he spoke again.
*Lucius is going to fetch your supplies for school. Draco, Hermione, you two shall remain here. I have business to attend to. So much to do, so little time. I have many new followers who must be taught. But I have said enough. *
He stood up, bowed to Hermione, and left. Lucius followed his example and followed him out the door.
Then Hermione and Draco were alone. Silence fell upon them once again.
*So, err, what do you want to do today? * Hermione asked.
Silence.
*I guess I could show you around * He finally said. Then he got up and she followed him out.
The manner was huge. She had never seen such a large house before. But, after a while, touring around the house finding random rooms and other such places got boring.
*What is there to do outside? * Hermione asked.
*We could go swimming, play quidditch, or just fly around, ride the winged horses, see the unicorns and other creatures, or whatever else you would want to do. He has it all. *
Wow. She thought.
So, the two of them went outside. Draco brought her over to a tree and told her to sit down. Then he sat next to her. But nothing happened.
*What are we doing? * She asked.
*Just wait, * was all he said.
So they sat there. And sat. And then finally he spoke again.
*Look over that way, * he said.
She looked, and then gasped. A herd of unicorns had just walked out of the forest on their right. They were so beautiful. She got up, walked over to them and started to pet them.
Draco followed. *I figured you would like them *
*Draco they are amazing! * Hermione said.
They spent the next 2 hours playing with the unicorns. Draco even convinced her to ride one, which took a LOT of convincing. But when she did, she had so much fun, that she wished it would never end. But soon she grew tired and went back to the tree. The unicorns moved on and began to eat. Draco sat down next to Hermione.
*Having fun? *he asked.
*Definitely *she replied.
Then she just stared at him. Her necklace grew warm on her neck. Draco was so hot. Why, out of all her years at Hogwarts, had she never realized? She sat closer to him. Then sat down right on his lap.
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What the hell was Granger doing? All of a sudden she was kissing him. He was about to push her away. But then a warmth started growing on his collarbone as well. It was his necklace again. The damn emerald. But he found himself kissing her back. She was a good kisser, he thought. And hot, too. She was definitely hot. And had such perfect curves. Kissing her was NOT good enough. He wanted to touch her, caress her, be with her.
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Hermione wanted Draco. She had not the slightest idea why. But she wanted him. She wanted to feel him against her. So, she pushed him down on the ground, pinning him. But she wasn't a match for his strength. He turned her over and pinned her on the ground, and started to kiss her neck. His hands grazed down her body and she moaned openly.
*Draco, I want you * she murmured through moans. She had to have him.
He started to unbutton his robes. And then hers. She felt his skin against her chest. It was what she wanted. Wasn't it? Wait a minute. Draco, on her, kissing, what was she doing?
She pulled away from him. What was she doing?
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It could have been the loss of contact. Or maybe just realization. Draco did not know. But he found himself getting off of her. He felt like he had been possessed, again. Maybe that's why the necklace got all hot? To warn him that something was going on? Maybe. This is so weird. What the hell is going on?
*Malfoy, what the hell were we just doing? *Hermione asked? *Why..?*
*I don't know, * was all Draco could manage to say.
Henceforth, the two of them sat there, not speaking, not moving, just sitting and thinking. They were so confused, so completely bewildered at their loss of control.
Then Draco completely lost it. He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. What was going on? He rarely ever smoked, even if he did carry them just in case. It was too much of a muggle thing to do. Even if there were wizard brands. But somewhere along the line he had picked it up out of anger. Usually due to his father.
He lit up the cigarette, walked away from Hermione, and went all the way down to the river on the far end of the mansion. He could just imagine what Hermione would say to him if she was in her usual mood, and if he had not walked away from her. It was funny to think about.
(Author Interruption * Sorry guys, cant help myself, but I just love bad boys. I had to throw that in there somewhere.. Should I make him do drugs too? LOL. You tell me. Review. Now back to the story.)
He sat at the river for a while, consumed by thought. Then he threw his finished cigarette in the river and laid down on the soft grass.
Draco never lost control of himself like he had today. Never. He was always completely in control of any situation. Hermiones presence, however, kept putting him into this state of mental chaos.
What is this girl doing to me? He thought. She even put him at a complete loss for words the other day when she cried on his shoulder. It was just NOT right. Shit, was he annoyed. But he couldn't help but feel drawn to her. Whatever, he said out loud and fell asleep on the fresh cool grass.
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And as the two of them were fighting the battles raging in their minds, Some many miles away Voldemort was laughing menacingly. It will be fulfilled in time. He knew it.
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I am so completely evil. :-D.. But you guys will find out what is going on. eventually. :-D.. I think im laughing just as completely menacingly as Voldemort. Well in my mind at least.
So what did you all think? Do I Suck? Do I rock? I want to know. And any ideas are welcome, just to let you all be aware of that.
-Eclipse
Chloe Riddle - yeah I noticed that too, but I have no idea how 2 fix it. So im using the asterisks to cut down on the funny symbol - things..
And now. Chap. 5.
*********************
For the next few days at the manner, Hermione just drifted about, like in a dream state. How many days had gone by exactly? She did not know. Things just flowed by and she flowed with them. Maybe it was because she feared this life, or maybe she had not accepted the reality. Or possibly worse, in her mind, would be that she had accepted it.
Draco had gone back home, though Lucius had remained for an extra day before leaving as well. Hermione looked on this both positively, and negatively. Draco was gone, good she thought, no more mixed feelings. But also, Draco was gone, and he had been her last piece of reality to hold on to.
So as she drifted about, you could almost say it was out of loss. Without another world to hold on to, you can simply exist, or hold on to what is around you. She seemed to be halfway through the two of those options.
But then one day, which day, she did not know, Voldemort called her down to breakfast in a different fashion then usual. They were not to hold a meeting, and usually she didn't have breakfast with him, but today she was told to.
So, Hermione was getting ready. But as she was about to put on a formal dress, a house elf came in.
* My Lady, * it said, * breakfast this morning is not to be formal, you may come down in regular clothing. *
Hermione felt relieved, and over thanked the house elf for coming. She still believed in s.p.e.w, as pathetic as it was.
She put the dress away and slipped on some plain, silvery-blue robes, brushed her hair, and then went down to breakfast.
When she arrived, her father, Lucius and Draco were all sitting down to eat. She was taken aback at the fact that Draco and his father were there, but she walked in to the room. As she did, Voldemort stood.
*My darling, how are you this morning* he asked
*Very well, how are you * she replied.
*I am doing quite well. Lucius has taken the liberty to fetch your Hogwarts letter from your home this morning as it was arriving. Lucius. *
With that, Lucius stood up, bowed to her, and then handed her the
letter.
She opened it up and found it was quite heavy this year. There was the usual school supply list, and introductory notice, but also, there was another short note, which read.
Ms Granger, We are delighted to inform you that you have been awarded the position of Head Girl this year. It is a high honor and we are sure you will not treat it lightly. You must arrive at platform 9 and ¾ a half an hour prior to its departure so that you and the Head Boy can be informed on your duties. Your badge is enclosed.
Best Regards, Professor Minerva McGonagall
Hermione was overjoyed. She was Head Girl!!! Of course, she knew she would be, but having it in writing was so much better. She pulled the badge out of the envelope and looked at it. In big letters it read HG, and underneath those it read, Hermione Granger. Hey, her initials were HG, just like head girl. funny.
*Im head girl! * She cried out, so happy, that she did not care for one moment who she was in the room with.
*Marvelous, you will be rooming with Draco then, * said Voldemort smiling.
*What? *
*Did you not know? Ah, of course you did not. Draco has landed himself the position of Head Boy, which of course means that you two will have your own quarters. The Heads live together to work, much like in your houses at Hogwarts. You get to share a common room and you each have your own bedrooms. * Voldemort responded.
Of course she knew this, but the idea of rooming with Draco? Oh god no.
*Oh yes, now I remember, * she responded, trying best to sound pleasant.
She sat down to eat her breakfast. When she was almost done he spoke again.
*Lucius is going to fetch your supplies for school. Draco, Hermione, you two shall remain here. I have business to attend to. So much to do, so little time. I have many new followers who must be taught. But I have said enough. *
He stood up, bowed to Hermione, and left. Lucius followed his example and followed him out the door.
Then Hermione and Draco were alone. Silence fell upon them once again.
*So, err, what do you want to do today? * Hermione asked.
Silence.
*I guess I could show you around * He finally said. Then he got up and she followed him out.
The manner was huge. She had never seen such a large house before. But, after a while, touring around the house finding random rooms and other such places got boring.
*What is there to do outside? * Hermione asked.
*We could go swimming, play quidditch, or just fly around, ride the winged horses, see the unicorns and other creatures, or whatever else you would want to do. He has it all. *
Wow. She thought.
So, the two of them went outside. Draco brought her over to a tree and told her to sit down. Then he sat next to her. But nothing happened.
*What are we doing? * She asked.
*Just wait, * was all he said.
So they sat there. And sat. And then finally he spoke again.
*Look over that way, * he said.
She looked, and then gasped. A herd of unicorns had just walked out of the forest on their right. They were so beautiful. She got up, walked over to them and started to pet them.
Draco followed. *I figured you would like them *
*Draco they are amazing! * Hermione said.
They spent the next 2 hours playing with the unicorns. Draco even convinced her to ride one, which took a LOT of convincing. But when she did, she had so much fun, that she wished it would never end. But soon she grew tired and went back to the tree. The unicorns moved on and began to eat. Draco sat down next to Hermione.
*Having fun? *he asked.
*Definitely *she replied.
Then she just stared at him. Her necklace grew warm on her neck. Draco was so hot. Why, out of all her years at Hogwarts, had she never realized? She sat closer to him. Then sat down right on his lap.
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What the hell was Granger doing? All of a sudden she was kissing him. He was about to push her away. But then a warmth started growing on his collarbone as well. It was his necklace again. The damn emerald. But he found himself kissing her back. She was a good kisser, he thought. And hot, too. She was definitely hot. And had such perfect curves. Kissing her was NOT good enough. He wanted to touch her, caress her, be with her.
*******************
Hermione wanted Draco. She had not the slightest idea why. But she wanted him. She wanted to feel him against her. So, she pushed him down on the ground, pinning him. But she wasn't a match for his strength. He turned her over and pinned her on the ground, and started to kiss her neck. His hands grazed down her body and she moaned openly.
*Draco, I want you * she murmured through moans. She had to have him.
He started to unbutton his robes. And then hers. She felt his skin against her chest. It was what she wanted. Wasn't it? Wait a minute. Draco, on her, kissing, what was she doing?
She pulled away from him. What was she doing?
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It could have been the loss of contact. Or maybe just realization. Draco did not know. But he found himself getting off of her. He felt like he had been possessed, again. Maybe that's why the necklace got all hot? To warn him that something was going on? Maybe. This is so weird. What the hell is going on?
*Malfoy, what the hell were we just doing? *Hermione asked? *Why..?*
*I don't know, * was all Draco could manage to say.
Henceforth, the two of them sat there, not speaking, not moving, just sitting and thinking. They were so confused, so completely bewildered at their loss of control.
Then Draco completely lost it. He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. What was going on? He rarely ever smoked, even if he did carry them just in case. It was too much of a muggle thing to do. Even if there were wizard brands. But somewhere along the line he had picked it up out of anger. Usually due to his father.
He lit up the cigarette, walked away from Hermione, and went all the way down to the river on the far end of the mansion. He could just imagine what Hermione would say to him if she was in her usual mood, and if he had not walked away from her. It was funny to think about.
(Author Interruption * Sorry guys, cant help myself, but I just love bad boys. I had to throw that in there somewhere.. Should I make him do drugs too? LOL. You tell me. Review. Now back to the story.)
He sat at the river for a while, consumed by thought. Then he threw his finished cigarette in the river and laid down on the soft grass.
Draco never lost control of himself like he had today. Never. He was always completely in control of any situation. Hermiones presence, however, kept putting him into this state of mental chaos.
What is this girl doing to me? He thought. She even put him at a complete loss for words the other day when she cried on his shoulder. It was just NOT right. Shit, was he annoyed. But he couldn't help but feel drawn to her. Whatever, he said out loud and fell asleep on the fresh cool grass.
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And as the two of them were fighting the battles raging in their minds, Some many miles away Voldemort was laughing menacingly. It will be fulfilled in time. He knew it.
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I am so completely evil. :-D.. But you guys will find out what is going on. eventually. :-D.. I think im laughing just as completely menacingly as Voldemort. Well in my mind at least.
So what did you all think? Do I Suck? Do I rock? I want to know. And any ideas are welcome, just to let you all be aware of that.