Authors Note: I'm so sorry it took awhile! But it's finally here for all
our fans! I really hope you like this chapter because it introduces an
important character. Now the moment you've all been waiting for!
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After Ron left Hermione, she quickly walked over to Neville and started tutoring him on the potions that they were studying in class. But, after a while, Hermione told Neville that she wasn't feeling well (which wasn't that much of a lie.) and left the library.
As she was walking back she felt an arm on her shoulder. "Ron you have to-" but she stopped when she saw who was holding her. "Hello Draco."
"Hello Hermione. You know what, I don't know why you don't get tired of the wearing the same clothes every day." Draco then ran his fingers down Hermione's shirt and started unbuttoning it.
Hermione pushed his hand away "Not now Draco, I don't feel so good."
"Oh, come on," Draco complained "Don't you want to have a bit of fun? If you're embarrassed we could always find a bathroom." He wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and started to bring her closer.
"Not now Draco!" Hermione said pushing away from him "I just had a fight with Ron."
"Well, they say love makes everything better. Come on Hermione just for a little while then you can go fix every thing with Weasley." He put his hands behind Hermione's head and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Draco I told you, not now!" she removed his hand from her hair and started to walk away but Draco grabbed her am.
Draco's eyes narrowed and turned cold. "You will make love with me." He ordered tightening his grip on her arm. "Even if I have to make you."
Hermione looked up at Draco and fear filled her face. She tried to escape from his hold, but it was no use.
"HELP-" She tried to scream but Draco pulled her close into a kiss and her sound stopped.
During this lip-lock Draco pulled out his wand and put a silencing curse on Hermione. "There now we won't have anymore interruptions,"
Draco then started to pull Hermione down the hallway, ignoring her many attempts to break free. He only stopped when a fairly round boy stepped out in front of him and blocked the hallway.
"Piss off, Longbottom." Draco spat at Neville.
"I'm sorry Draco, but I don't think Hermione wants to go with you,"
"Then why don't you ask her," Draco said as he threw Hermione in front of him, but still keeping a firm grip on her arm, "Hermione do you want to stay with me?"
Hermione shook her head violently in protest, as Draco smiled behind her. "Sorry Hermione but I can't seem to hear what you are saying. Too bad!" Draco then pushed past Neville and continued down the hall.
"PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!" the spell rang through the hall as a red streak hit Malfoy in the back.
As Draco's limp body fell to the floor, Hermione quickly removed her arm from his clutch.
Hermione took out her own wand and released her self from Draco's spell. "Thanks Neville. I didn't realize you had gotten so good at Defence Against the Dark Arts."
"I don't think I am, look!" Neville pointed at the once limp body that was now rising up onto its feet.
Draco's face was red with rage, "OH, THAT'S IT LONGBOTTOM! I AM GOING TO USE A CURSE THAT'LL MAKE YOU DANCE LIKE MY LITTLE SLAVE!" Draco then turned to Hermione, "AND THEN I'LL USE THE SAME CURSE ON YOU SO THAT YOU WILL DO AS I SAY!"
As Draco started to chant his spell, Neville got up and smiled, "You know what Draco? I have just realized that I am not so good with spells. So if you want to chant your little curse fine." Neville dropped his wand on the floor and started walking toward Draco.
Draco was starting to feel nervous as Neville neared him and started to chant faster, but before he could finish, a huge fist came flying at his face.
There was no time for Draco to duck and the fist was implanted in to his face. Draco fell to the floor, grabbed his face in pain and started to scream.
"You little faggot eating worm!" He yelled. Draco took his fist away from his face and spotted the blood from his bleeding nose. "I'm bleeding," He whimpered.
"Serves you right!" Hermione said kicking him in the ribs.
"Ms. Granger and Mr. Longbottom!" A frantic voice came from behind. A beautiful woman who was tall and thin was storming to the scene. She glanced at Draco with her piercing grey eyes then shifted her gaze to Hermione and Neville. Neville was looking at his shaking fist in disbelief.
"Oh shit," Hermione muttered under her breath.
"P-p-professor I can explain," Neville stuttered, "It's all Draco's fault! He tried to-"
"None of that Mr. Longbottom!" The woman said, bending down to help Draco. She brushed her silvery hair out of her eyes then fixated them on Hermione. "We all know who is responsible for this. attack."
"What?!" Hermione almost screamed, "Are you mad? It's called self defence! He tried to-"
"To what? Ms. Granger? Afraid to tell me?" The woman's thin scarlet lips stretched into a smirk. She grabbed Hermione's arm with her long pale fingers that had blood red nails and pulled her close. She looked down into Hermione's eyes. Suddenly all of her beauty was lost and there stood a horrific creature. A shadow had passed over the professor. It's eyes bulged and pus leaked from their corners. Veins of blue and red stuck out of the now bluish skin. Then. it spoke.
"You can't stop us Hermione. You have no one."
She let go of Hermione and returned to her normal beautiful self. Hermione stood there shaking, her arm cold from the professor's touch. She collapsed to her knees and started to breathe heavily.
"I'll take Draco to the Hospital Wing. You," the woman said pointing to Neville, "Stay here with Ms. Granger."
Neville gulped. "Yes, Professor Sprice."
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After Ron left Hermione, she quickly walked over to Neville and started tutoring him on the potions that they were studying in class. But, after a while, Hermione told Neville that she wasn't feeling well (which wasn't that much of a lie.) and left the library.
As she was walking back she felt an arm on her shoulder. "Ron you have to-" but she stopped when she saw who was holding her. "Hello Draco."
"Hello Hermione. You know what, I don't know why you don't get tired of the wearing the same clothes every day." Draco then ran his fingers down Hermione's shirt and started unbuttoning it.
Hermione pushed his hand away "Not now Draco, I don't feel so good."
"Oh, come on," Draco complained "Don't you want to have a bit of fun? If you're embarrassed we could always find a bathroom." He wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and started to bring her closer.
"Not now Draco!" Hermione said pushing away from him "I just had a fight with Ron."
"Well, they say love makes everything better. Come on Hermione just for a little while then you can go fix every thing with Weasley." He put his hands behind Hermione's head and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Draco I told you, not now!" she removed his hand from her hair and started to walk away but Draco grabbed her am.
Draco's eyes narrowed and turned cold. "You will make love with me." He ordered tightening his grip on her arm. "Even if I have to make you."
Hermione looked up at Draco and fear filled her face. She tried to escape from his hold, but it was no use.
"HELP-" She tried to scream but Draco pulled her close into a kiss and her sound stopped.
During this lip-lock Draco pulled out his wand and put a silencing curse on Hermione. "There now we won't have anymore interruptions,"
Draco then started to pull Hermione down the hallway, ignoring her many attempts to break free. He only stopped when a fairly round boy stepped out in front of him and blocked the hallway.
"Piss off, Longbottom." Draco spat at Neville.
"I'm sorry Draco, but I don't think Hermione wants to go with you,"
"Then why don't you ask her," Draco said as he threw Hermione in front of him, but still keeping a firm grip on her arm, "Hermione do you want to stay with me?"
Hermione shook her head violently in protest, as Draco smiled behind her. "Sorry Hermione but I can't seem to hear what you are saying. Too bad!" Draco then pushed past Neville and continued down the hall.
"PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!" the spell rang through the hall as a red streak hit Malfoy in the back.
As Draco's limp body fell to the floor, Hermione quickly removed her arm from his clutch.
Hermione took out her own wand and released her self from Draco's spell. "Thanks Neville. I didn't realize you had gotten so good at Defence Against the Dark Arts."
"I don't think I am, look!" Neville pointed at the once limp body that was now rising up onto its feet.
Draco's face was red with rage, "OH, THAT'S IT LONGBOTTOM! I AM GOING TO USE A CURSE THAT'LL MAKE YOU DANCE LIKE MY LITTLE SLAVE!" Draco then turned to Hermione, "AND THEN I'LL USE THE SAME CURSE ON YOU SO THAT YOU WILL DO AS I SAY!"
As Draco started to chant his spell, Neville got up and smiled, "You know what Draco? I have just realized that I am not so good with spells. So if you want to chant your little curse fine." Neville dropped his wand on the floor and started walking toward Draco.
Draco was starting to feel nervous as Neville neared him and started to chant faster, but before he could finish, a huge fist came flying at his face.
There was no time for Draco to duck and the fist was implanted in to his face. Draco fell to the floor, grabbed his face in pain and started to scream.
"You little faggot eating worm!" He yelled. Draco took his fist away from his face and spotted the blood from his bleeding nose. "I'm bleeding," He whimpered.
"Serves you right!" Hermione said kicking him in the ribs.
"Ms. Granger and Mr. Longbottom!" A frantic voice came from behind. A beautiful woman who was tall and thin was storming to the scene. She glanced at Draco with her piercing grey eyes then shifted her gaze to Hermione and Neville. Neville was looking at his shaking fist in disbelief.
"Oh shit," Hermione muttered under her breath.
"P-p-professor I can explain," Neville stuttered, "It's all Draco's fault! He tried to-"
"None of that Mr. Longbottom!" The woman said, bending down to help Draco. She brushed her silvery hair out of her eyes then fixated them on Hermione. "We all know who is responsible for this. attack."
"What?!" Hermione almost screamed, "Are you mad? It's called self defence! He tried to-"
"To what? Ms. Granger? Afraid to tell me?" The woman's thin scarlet lips stretched into a smirk. She grabbed Hermione's arm with her long pale fingers that had blood red nails and pulled her close. She looked down into Hermione's eyes. Suddenly all of her beauty was lost and there stood a horrific creature. A shadow had passed over the professor. It's eyes bulged and pus leaked from their corners. Veins of blue and red stuck out of the now bluish skin. Then. it spoke.
"You can't stop us Hermione. You have no one."
She let go of Hermione and returned to her normal beautiful self. Hermione stood there shaking, her arm cold from the professor's touch. She collapsed to her knees and started to breathe heavily.
"I'll take Draco to the Hospital Wing. You," the woman said pointing to Neville, "Stay here with Ms. Granger."
Neville gulped. "Yes, Professor Sprice."