PractikalMagik: Point taken. Hermione and Draco fucking... well some couple will fuck soon enough. And there is sexual reference in this chapter. Hehehehe....

Shady: No I am wrong. Men can never have enough sex. Voldie/Snape or Dumbledore? Slash? Might kind of take the focus of the story away from Draco and Hermione. Malfoy organising it? Well it would be an idea. But not one I thought of........ well at least not this attack. Thanks shady for introducing Star to this story.

Frog: You didn't spell anything wrong in there. Sorry, but it was not Harry and Ron. But I promise some slash in future chapters.

Star: Good to hear from you again darling. I'm glad you like this story. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter Four

Darkened Night's Desires

Hermione collapsed behind a suit of armour. She was breathing heavily, she doubted she'd ever run that fast for that long in her life. She began coughing heavily. Footsteps. She froze, not moving, not breathing. "Dremae? Or is it Granger?" Malfoy's sarcastic tone drifted down the empty hallway. She let out a breath and rolled her eyes.

"Granger, Malferret."

"No need to talk to me like that. I thought we had something special." He walked into her view. He was wearing moderately tight black trousers and a half-open white shirt. On a more tanned body the outfit might have looked Spanish, but on him it looked like a scene from a vampire movie. Substituting the white blonde hair with black long hair. He was barely out of breath. Damn men.

Hermione looked away and sniffed, leaning her head back against the cold wall. She was shivering from fatigue and the cold but she still managed to speak. "There was something funny about last night. But it wasn't between you and me. I'll bet everyone felt a bit weird." Draco cocked an eyebrow and smirked.

"Yeah. Sure they did, princess." He was sneering in the Malfoy way. She couldn't bear it, so she pulled herself to her feat, ignoring the violent shaking.

"I'm going back to my common room." She announced, stalking passed him, ignoring the feeling of fear at being left alone with a rapist about. She would not beg for help. Malfoy would not give it anyway.

"Are you really?" Draco asked, tipping his head sideways. "Well have fun. I'm sure that you'll enjoy it there. With all the Slytherins." He smirked as Hermione stopped and swung round to face him, still violently trembling.

"What?" She asked furiously.

"Well I assumed you mean the Slytherin common room as that way leads to the Dungeons. And that way," He said pointing over his shoulder, "leads to Griffindor." He could see her inner debate about whether he was right or wrong. "If you want proof look at the classroom on your right." She looked. Draco knew it was the Transfiguration classroom and he knew she knew her way to her common from there. She looked back at him before storming off past him, bashing into his shoulder.

"Ow." He soundlessly mouthed before spinning on his heel and grabbing her hand. He had a sudden urge to play. Especially after that incident with Potter. He pulled her back into him and then backed her into a wall. "It seems your stuck between a rock and a hard place." He commented smiling like a normal person would, with no smirking no smugness.

Her face was outraged. "Let me go!" She ordered and he smiled pressing his body up against hers and looking down at her. "Put me down Malfoy!" She ordered indignant. He hadn't realised her feet were off the ground, but so they were. All the better.

"You can't really mean that? Can you? Darling Hermione." He simpered at her keeping up this 'natural' smile. He could feel her leg trying to get enough power to knee him in the balls, but he just pressed her too the wall harder.

"What have we here? Lovers meeting?" A raucous laugh echoed through the corridor. Draco dropped the girl, gently onto the floor, and turned to face the poltergeist. Peeves stopped spinning and laughing when he saw who it was. Malfoy saw out of the corner of his eye Hermione edging passed him in an attempt to run away. He grabbed her wrist and threw her back into the wall.

"Unless you wish for a visit from the Bloody Baron, Peeves I suggest you be on your way and bother Finch. I heard he has some Slytherin second year in detention tonight. You'd do the Baron a favour disrupting that detention. Might be benefits in it." Peeves eyes gleamed greedily and he floated off.

Draco turned back to his cowering girl. He pulled her up by the wrists from where she was crouching on the floor. He noticed the hair standing up on her arms and her quiet shivering. The girl was no fun to play with when she didn't put up a fight. He sighed.

He'd have to play with her some other time. He took her hand, kissed it then threw it over his shoulder. He smiled at her wide eyed shock as he bent over and picked her up, carrying her like a baby and started strolling placidly towards the Griffindor common room. "Malfoy?" A voice came from behind them. Malfoy spun on his heal, changing his right arm for the one supporting Hermione, using his left free holding his wand. When he saw who it was he snorted and put his wand away turning back to walking.

"Harry?" Hermione called slightly faintly from her position in Malfoy's arms. The sound of running feet echoed through the hallway as Harry caught up with them. Malfoy spared himself a sliding glance up and down the hero's body. Then he stopped at one body part, blinked and looked at Harry slightly surprised.

"Who've you been with Potter?" He asked not concealing his smirk and continuing walking smoothly.

"I found Lithliya. She told me why you ran." He spoke only to Hermione and ignored Malfoy's question but answered it anyway. Malfoy stopped again, glancing back down at that part of Harry's body.

"You bloody bastard." Malfoy swore loudly. "You absolute little shit." He couldn't believe he'd been so blindly stupid. Lithliya was attractive but she'd not dated anyone he knew of, as it made her have a weakness. And now Lithliya was on his list he wasn't having her anywhere near Potter.

"What?" Harry asked sounding confused. He had registered Malfoy's comments that time. "Why are you carrying her? Did anything happen to her?" He asked suddenly worried. Hermione rolled her eyes at him over Malfoy's shoulder.

"She got a little tired and cold." Was Malfoy's blunt explanation. They were getting closer to the Gryffindor common room.

"Do you know what happened with the Ravenclaw?" Harry said as he double-stepped to keep up with Malfoy. Malfoy stopped again and Harry had to hurriedly stop himself and turn round. "It was what they went to the meeting about." Hermione was straining her neck so she didn't have to look at either of them. Malfoy looked down amusedly at her, chuckling softly.

"Sounds quite interesting whatever it was." He commented looking expectantly at Harry. Harry's face was grim.

"She was raped. By a Death Eater." Malfoy let out a whistle.

"Now that is interesting isn't it?" Malfoy said to Hermione, who let out a sigh and blinked back tears. She also let out a squeal as she was tossed in the air a little as Malfoy rearranged her to be carried. Malfoy smiled and nodded at Harry before continuing up the corridor.

"He had some sort of invisibility spell or perhaps a cloak. He did it in broad daylight. During lunchtime." Harry pointedly said as they reached the final corridor. Harry abstractly wandered how Malfoy knew where the Gryffindor common room was.

Malfoy felt like he was being probed for information. He cast Harry a searching look before deciding to impart some of his knowledge as well as sarcasm. "And you'd know all about invisibility cloaks wouldn't you now Potter?" He stopped outside the portrait of the Fat Lady. "Death Eaters are using rape as a weapon of fear. They lost some of that when half their lot was sent to Azkaban. Proved they were only human. I doubt that this is an isolated incident. And I doubt he's alone. Take this." He passed Hermione to Harry, smiling as Hermione skirt hung down, revealing her.

"Night Malfoy." Malfoy started walking down the corridor.

"Oh and Potter." He turned and smirked at the hero. "I don't even want to hear of you looking at Dremae, got that?" He smirked once more before continuing down the corridor. Now why would a innocent, virginal head girl be wearing lacy red underwear?

-*-

Hermione rose from her bed. It was midnight and she still had got no closer to sleep than when Malfoy had pressed her up against that wall. Her mind was in turmoil and she was afraid to sleep. Her thoughts were occupied with a multitude visions of Death Eaters, of Malfoy laughing, of Harry shouting, of Ron dead, of Ginny screaming, of the Ravenclaw girl crying by the fire in the prefects common room.

Her room was white with red linen and gold coloured furnishings. As deputy head girl and the most studious student in Hogwarts, Hermione was given her own room. It was at the top of the tower which the girls dormitories were situated, looking over the Forbidden Forest. She gazed out at the blackened night for a little while her thoughts lost. She almost jumped as the rain spattered against the window. Short, sharp showers, the result of a warm weather front, had held the school captive for two and a half weeks so whenever the boys returned from Quidditch they came back covered in brown mud.

She sighed and stalked back to her dressing table, angrily putting a band in her hair before grabbing her dressing gown and opening her door. She snuck down the stairs and tiptoed across the common room. She spied Ginny in a far corner talking with a boy. The 'Veaslvy' was unmissable. Hermione did not think Ginny had seen her.

Hermione reached the far staircase and hurried up, making no sound. The boys' staircase had not been charmed against any girl climbing them. She reached the tip of the spiral staircase and knocked gently. A curious "Come in." Was the answer. It was an awake voice. She came in closing the door behind her. "Hermione?" Harry voice asked from where he sat, still in school shirt and trousers on his bed. Ron was opposite him sitting on a chest, they had evidently been having a discussion.

"Yeah. Sorry. I was just a little nervy. With the attack and everything." Harry held out his arm to her and she walked as slowly as she dared over to him, sliding onto the bed and leaning on his shoulder. Ron came and joined them.

"Harry was telling me what happened. What, in the name of Merlin, were you doing walking around the corridors at night alone?" He asked offering her a chocolate frog. She shook her head for a negative to the chocolate frog which he promptly opened and ate himself. "I men its 'addness." Ron said through the chocolate.

"I wasn't alone." Ron raised an eyebrow. "I was with Lithliya, the head girl." Hermione noticed Harry turn away from them both, and winked at Ron who blinked and looked confused. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"And that makes it so much better." Ron said swallowing the frog hastily. He had a little brown moustache. Hermione was about to retort when Harry cut her short.

"That's enough. We're tired, we need sleep. We can worry more about it in the morning. I've called a prefects meeting in the common room directly after lessons. We can all discuss it then, after the teachers have put their rules and advice down which they'll probably do tomorrow morning. I think Padma wants to play truth or dare again too." Ron grimaced and Hermione giggled. "You can stay here tonight Hermione, if you want. Though you're lucky I don't have a girlfriend."

"Thanks Harry." Hermione said flopping down on the bed. "Hey, do head boys get softer beds?" Harry chuckled and waved goodnight to Ron.

"Did that wanker do anything to you?" Harry asked rolling over to look her in the eye. Hermione looked at her wrists, which bore no mark of her earlier encounter.

"No. I don't think he's much of a wanker either. Anytime he wants any he's got the whole of Slytherin girls to pick from. It's not like he's not wanted. I don't think there's a girl in this school who'd say no. Except me." She contemplated sleepily. She was rambling. She knew it. Bugger it all, she thought staring up at Harry's red canopy. "Did you know canopy beds were invented to stop the cats, dogs and bugs falling from the attic onto the sleepers? They use to put the cats and dogs in the attic because heat rises and it was warmer... and the bugs went there for the same reason. But they often fell through the holes."

Harry looked down at her sleepily. "No I did not know that. Thank you for telling me." He smiled at her before getting up from the bed, causing it to spring up a little, and unbuttoned his shirt. "I don't think Lithliya would go to his bed." Hermione smiled to herself. "Or Ginny. Or you. And I don't think Millicent Blustrode would either. Though I'm sure even Malfoy wouldn't ask her. He'd probably shoot her if she tried anything. Actually one of the Unforgivables seeing as he's so anti-muggle." Harry turned back to Hermione and smiled. She looked very young when she slept. He pulled his shirt off himself and undid the buckle on his belt. He left his trousers on.

He walked back over to the bed where Hermione was sleeping and, trying not to disturb the bed too much, he climbed on and slept.

-*-

A silence fell upon the hall as Dumbledore rose to speak. "I have some bad news to tell. A student was attacked yesterday lunchtime by an unseen man. We believe him to be a Death Eater. He was using some sort of invisibility spell. We'd ask all students to be very aware and alert when walking the corridors and we ask nobody," Dumbledore glanced at Harry and Hermione before over to the Slytherin table where Malfoy continued to eat, regardless of the Headmaster, and Lithliya sat, "to go out alone. Please make sure you go about in groups of at least three. Thank you." Silence resounded the hall for seconds before people began talking again in worried fast tones.

Harry finished his breakfast early and travelled to the Hufflepuff table where he told the prefects about the meeting, then the Ravenclaws and last he braved himself for Malfoy. When he approached Malfoy stopped eating and rose to greet him, a cold blank look on his face. "There is a prefect meeting for all prefects tonight directly after class." He glanced down the table to Lithliya, who was watching him. He nodded to her, to which she raised an eyebrow and he felt like a fool. "I think we'll be continuing truth or dare afterwards for the 7th years and heads."

Malfoy smirked. "Good. It was my turn to ask somebody." Harry closed his eyes for a second and wondered how he would survive the day.

A scream interrupted that thought. Harry and Malfoy both looked up to see a girl, first year running towards them full tilt. She jumped forwards, Harry dodged backwards out her way as she charged into Malfoy sending him a couple of feet backwards. "What the fuck?" He heard the Slytherin King exclaim. There was hushed giggling about the hall.

"Isss innnn bllloooood!" The girl squeaked. Malfoy stood to his full height looking down at the girl. She goggled at him and hiccuped.

"Rowan, you're a Rowan aren't you?" Malfoy said. He looked down the line of Slytherin seats, but did not see the other corresponding mahogany coloured head. He snorted in disgust and turned to see Snape heading towards them from the teacher's table. "Where is it?" He asked the girl who was now clinging tightly to his leg. She pointed out the Great Hall and he rolled his eyes. "Show us." The girl whimpered and clung to him tighter. He growled and shook his leg.

The girl let go and, looking up at Malfoy with big eyes, she began walking, as if on a death march, back out the hall. She led them down a pretty maze of passages, an abstract way to the Slytherin common room one used when one was trying to loose someone following them. They eventually reached a wall that Harry had passed the night before with Lithliya.

There was blood on the floor from where it had dripped down from the wall. The wall's words were in neat script that was distorted by the excess blood used. The blood itself was shining a bright purple where the light hit it. It was the blood of a vampire. "I guess they ran out of human blood." Malfoy thought out loud.

The words read, through the dripping blood;

Their blood began this

Their blood will end this

Hardly poetic but it would do Draco thought lazily as he leant against the opposite wall. A few seconds later McGonagall, Granger and Lithliya joined them. Draco glanced over Lithliya as she examined the words. She looked back at him and her gaze dropped first. So she was hiding something. He felt his jaw tighten.

"I'll tell Professor Dumbledore. And I think I passed Finch on the way here. I'll tell him to come along and clean this mess up. None of you speak a word of this." McGonagall warned as she stormed off. Snape disappeared off in the other direction, his eyes watching the walls he passed.

"What are you hiding?" Draco asked her as soon as the Professor was out of sight. Lithliya turned and looked him dead in the eyes. He noticed that her gaze was not quite fixed and there were bags under her eyes.

"I saw him last night. I mean I heard him. We ran right into him." Lithliya explained looking Draco dead in the eye. He sighed and cocked his head.

"By we I suppose you mean yourself and Saint Potter?" He drawled looking over to the two Gryffindors. Harry was watching him with a dead stare whilst Hermione was staring shakily at the words. "Potter, shouldn't you be looking after your little friend?" That seemed to shake the hero who looked startled at Hermione who was glaring shakily at Draco. Draco smiled courteously at her before turning back to his girl. "And?" He prompted Lithliya.

"And I ran back to Harry. I told him about the attack. He walked me back to the common room." The guy really must get no sex life if that gives him a boner. He gave Lithliya a sarcastic, eye-rolling look before motioning for her to go on. "And we walked passed here on the way back." I'm sure you just walked back if he chose this spot to write.

"Now maybe I'm taking it out on a limb here, Potter." Malfoy coyly said as he walked over to the wall. "But I do believe the 'their' referred to in this might well be mudbloods and Muggle borns." Harry looked at Malfoy with a straight face. He was still hugging Hermione but able to look over her head to glare at Malfoy. Two birds, one stone. "But I do believe that the girl attacked yesterday was pureblood. The McKennels have been pureblooded Ravenclaws for many a year, I think." Harry shrugged.

"So you think that they are putting up a facade of going after Muggle borns and half bloods but really going after the general populous." Harry said calmly.

"Either that or..." Malfoy paused looking over his shoulder to Lithliya who moved up beside him. His gaze switched back to Harry. "It's two Death Eaters with their own ideas about their mission."

"We'll just have to tell everyone to be alert. Muggle born, half blood, pure blood, the lot of them." Lithliya said quietly. The boys nodded. Hermione was now standing on her own apart from Harry. She was quietly watching Lithliya and the boys had a small feeling they'd missed a silent conversation. "We'd better get to class." She said quietly slipping off in the direction of the Slytherin common room.

Malfoy was about to goad Harry some more but realised just in the nick of time the girl was going off on her own again. "LIYA!" he yelled down the corridor. It echoed back at him. The girl froze turned round on him angrily. "Don't you walk off without me. There's fucking Death Eaters about and you're walking off down a deserted corridor during lesson times?" Draco was pleased Lithliya had the decency to look embarrassed. He swaggered off to where she stood and they walked off together in silence leaving a confused girl and a brave boy behind.

-*-

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