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Chapter Six-In Which Hermione is Charmed
Hermione was the first to wake up from the dream and from the content look on Draco's face she knew he had been dreaming it as well. 'What was that?' she wondered, feeling fully satisfied to boot. It had felt so real, in fact she was almost willing to bet it was the future. But how far into the future? How much pain would they inflict upon each other before they finally gave in to destiny? And what about Prudence and Calamity? She had daughters with him in the future, they were married.
"It makes me think there might be hope for us yet."
She pulled on his shirt and a robe before brushing against him in a kiss far from chaste. She would have her man, and children, eventually she reminded herself. For now she would have to do as he asked and hope that her dreams had not been just that, dreams. //At least I will have my child come what may.// She sat for a moment trying to memorize every feature of his serious face. Would her baby, her Prudence, look as he did? Would she deny her feelings as her father did?
"Goodbye Draco, until we meet again."
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As she arrived in the common room she found Ron sitting in one of the chairs by the fire. She tried to trek past him coolly, but found it impossible. He had cornered her before she could even make it to the collapsing stairs. He was grinding his teeth together and the looks of ire and malice were evident. Weasley had something up his sleeve, she knew he did. 'But what?' she asked herself apprehensively. What was Ron planning?
"You know its funny Hermione that in the middle of bursting inside you I suddenly get thrown fifteen feet in the opposite direction. And its funny that I hear Malfoy whispering in my ear, and see you being lifted by just the air. I have never known you to levitate Hermione and it leads me to believe that perhaps Malfoy was in our room wearing an invisibility cloak. That in itself is suspicious, but how did he get into the tower? How did he know which room? And how did he know I was screwing you, why on earth would he care? Something's happened hasn't it. Did you two bond after screwing each other senseless? You must have, and then you gave him the password!"
Hermione felt him circling her like a vulture. Slowly he was getting to his point, and she was getting more horrified by every second. She didn't understand how he had pieced it all together, but he had. And now there was a price to pay. Hermione felt it coming, he was going to blackmail her into something.
"Oh go on Ron. Go ahead and tell me what your little plan is."
Ron pulled her hair back from her neck and began a trail of hot kisses that made her queasy. She couldn't cry out to him this time, she knew it, and he knew it too. He had set all of this up and now she had fallen into the trap. She should have never left Draco's embrace. She should have fought with him to let her stay another night.
"Every night you are going to come to my bed, put the silence charm up, and let me have my way with you. We will use no condoms and when you become heavy with child you will marry me as a good loving woman should. You will do all this without qualms and you will not alert Malfoy, and do you know why Hermione? Because not only have you been sleeping with him, you gave him access to Gryffindor house, and he tried to kill us all. If you talk to him bond or not, I will go to Dumbledore."
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The second he opened his eyes Hermione felt it. She felt him reach out for her and she saw the pained look when he realized she had gone. Of course that was what he had wanted all along, but she felt his regret. 'Please recognize something is seriously wrong. I wanted to stay all along, don't you think it's a bit strange that I left so quickly?' she found herself thinking. Of course Ron had placed all sorts of charms on her seconds after she had finished his required hand-job. He had found a spell in the restricted section, she would have to do whatever anyone asked of her, even if they asked her to kill herself. He had commanded her not to contact Malfoy or speak to him in the halls. She had wished Fred or George were there to order her to hurt him. 'So long as he is safe Hermione you will do what you must. Ron would be all to happy too send him to prison.'
The whole week went on like this and she felt him taking extra precautions not to catch her in the halls. 'Well at least he won't think you're ignoring him' she told herself bitterly. Dinner came quickly, perhaps because she was dreading going to Ron. She had just finished her portion of chicken when she felt a hand grope her breast. Her eyes flew to the Slytherin table where she found Draco staring in shock. //Hermione you left me this morning for that?! How could you betray me?// She glanced back down at her food praying she would be able to send her voice across. //Draco you have to believe . . . Ow!// Ron grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked hard again.
"I thought I told you not to communicate to him you little tramp!"
She glared at him and pulled away the arm he was tugging. She didn't want to go back to the common room, especially when the bedroom would be empty and he could beat her senseless. She glanced across the tables at Draco before she felt herself begin to feel dizzy. She didn't need to ask, he was using the spell.
"I command you to get up Hermione Granger. I command you to walk gracefully outside the Great Hall with me, now" he demanded imperiously.
There was no use in fighting it now. She would just have to deal with it, and the feeling of his betrayal. She could feel the sting of his anger, but what could she say? 'Absolutely nothing, not with Ron watching me like a hawk.' She placed a hand on her tummy where Draco's baby was stowed away. 'Will these beatings hurt my baby?' she thought anxiously. //Beatings? Baby? Is it mine?// She glanced back at him, the tears flowing down her face now evident to him. //Oh shit. Hermione?! Ron's controlling you somehow isn't he! Oh sweetheart I am so sorry, I didn't know!//
Ron glanced back as well, a glare piercing all that saw it. Draco was not concerned with his little plots at the moment. He had Hermione to worry about . . . and his baby girl. As soon as they had walked far enough Malfoy raced to Professor Snape and dragged him out the corridor.
"Professor, Weasley has cast a spell upon Granger! She is being forced to do his bidding and . . . and sir she is pregnant!"
Snape raised an eyebrow as he slowed down near the portrait hole. He had never seen his pupil so terrified at the thought of a spell. His behavior was peculiar also considering Granger was a know-it-all Mudblood. 'And a baby' he thought. He watched Malfoy argue with the Fat Lady hotly while he tried to figure out what was going on.
"Your baby" he breathed with bewilderment.
Draco simply nodded and motioned toward the portrait.
Chapter Six-In Which Hermione is Charmed
Hermione was the first to wake up from the dream and from the content look on Draco's face she knew he had been dreaming it as well. 'What was that?' she wondered, feeling fully satisfied to boot. It had felt so real, in fact she was almost willing to bet it was the future. But how far into the future? How much pain would they inflict upon each other before they finally gave in to destiny? And what about Prudence and Calamity? She had daughters with him in the future, they were married.
"It makes me think there might be hope for us yet."
She pulled on his shirt and a robe before brushing against him in a kiss far from chaste. She would have her man, and children, eventually she reminded herself. For now she would have to do as he asked and hope that her dreams had not been just that, dreams. //At least I will have my child come what may.// She sat for a moment trying to memorize every feature of his serious face. Would her baby, her Prudence, look as he did? Would she deny her feelings as her father did?
"Goodbye Draco, until we meet again."
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As she arrived in the common room she found Ron sitting in one of the chairs by the fire. She tried to trek past him coolly, but found it impossible. He had cornered her before she could even make it to the collapsing stairs. He was grinding his teeth together and the looks of ire and malice were evident. Weasley had something up his sleeve, she knew he did. 'But what?' she asked herself apprehensively. What was Ron planning?
"You know its funny Hermione that in the middle of bursting inside you I suddenly get thrown fifteen feet in the opposite direction. And its funny that I hear Malfoy whispering in my ear, and see you being lifted by just the air. I have never known you to levitate Hermione and it leads me to believe that perhaps Malfoy was in our room wearing an invisibility cloak. That in itself is suspicious, but how did he get into the tower? How did he know which room? And how did he know I was screwing you, why on earth would he care? Something's happened hasn't it. Did you two bond after screwing each other senseless? You must have, and then you gave him the password!"
Hermione felt him circling her like a vulture. Slowly he was getting to his point, and she was getting more horrified by every second. She didn't understand how he had pieced it all together, but he had. And now there was a price to pay. Hermione felt it coming, he was going to blackmail her into something.
"Oh go on Ron. Go ahead and tell me what your little plan is."
Ron pulled her hair back from her neck and began a trail of hot kisses that made her queasy. She couldn't cry out to him this time, she knew it, and he knew it too. He had set all of this up and now she had fallen into the trap. She should have never left Draco's embrace. She should have fought with him to let her stay another night.
"Every night you are going to come to my bed, put the silence charm up, and let me have my way with you. We will use no condoms and when you become heavy with child you will marry me as a good loving woman should. You will do all this without qualms and you will not alert Malfoy, and do you know why Hermione? Because not only have you been sleeping with him, you gave him access to Gryffindor house, and he tried to kill us all. If you talk to him bond or not, I will go to Dumbledore."
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The second he opened his eyes Hermione felt it. She felt him reach out for her and she saw the pained look when he realized she had gone. Of course that was what he had wanted all along, but she felt his regret. 'Please recognize something is seriously wrong. I wanted to stay all along, don't you think it's a bit strange that I left so quickly?' she found herself thinking. Of course Ron had placed all sorts of charms on her seconds after she had finished his required hand-job. He had found a spell in the restricted section, she would have to do whatever anyone asked of her, even if they asked her to kill herself. He had commanded her not to contact Malfoy or speak to him in the halls. She had wished Fred or George were there to order her to hurt him. 'So long as he is safe Hermione you will do what you must. Ron would be all to happy too send him to prison.'
The whole week went on like this and she felt him taking extra precautions not to catch her in the halls. 'Well at least he won't think you're ignoring him' she told herself bitterly. Dinner came quickly, perhaps because she was dreading going to Ron. She had just finished her portion of chicken when she felt a hand grope her breast. Her eyes flew to the Slytherin table where she found Draco staring in shock. //Hermione you left me this morning for that?! How could you betray me?// She glanced back down at her food praying she would be able to send her voice across. //Draco you have to believe . . . Ow!// Ron grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked hard again.
"I thought I told you not to communicate to him you little tramp!"
She glared at him and pulled away the arm he was tugging. She didn't want to go back to the common room, especially when the bedroom would be empty and he could beat her senseless. She glanced across the tables at Draco before she felt herself begin to feel dizzy. She didn't need to ask, he was using the spell.
"I command you to get up Hermione Granger. I command you to walk gracefully outside the Great Hall with me, now" he demanded imperiously.
There was no use in fighting it now. She would just have to deal with it, and the feeling of his betrayal. She could feel the sting of his anger, but what could she say? 'Absolutely nothing, not with Ron watching me like a hawk.' She placed a hand on her tummy where Draco's baby was stowed away. 'Will these beatings hurt my baby?' she thought anxiously. //Beatings? Baby? Is it mine?// She glanced back at him, the tears flowing down her face now evident to him. //Oh shit. Hermione?! Ron's controlling you somehow isn't he! Oh sweetheart I am so sorry, I didn't know!//
Ron glanced back as well, a glare piercing all that saw it. Draco was not concerned with his little plots at the moment. He had Hermione to worry about . . . and his baby girl. As soon as they had walked far enough Malfoy raced to Professor Snape and dragged him out the corridor.
"Professor, Weasley has cast a spell upon Granger! She is being forced to do his bidding and . . . and sir she is pregnant!"
Snape raised an eyebrow as he slowed down near the portrait hole. He had never seen his pupil so terrified at the thought of a spell. His behavior was peculiar also considering Granger was a know-it-all Mudblood. 'And a baby' he thought. He watched Malfoy argue with the Fat Lady hotly while he tried to figure out what was going on.
"Your baby" he breathed with bewilderment.
Draco simply nodded and motioned toward the portrait.