Chapter 14
Hermione boarded the train to go home for Christmas Break. She never wanted to go back to that school after this holiday. She never wanted to see Draco after this. There was too much sorrow in her life now. But for some reason, she still loved Draco. Draco was everything she needed to balance out her life, but he was maybe a little too much.
"Hermione!" Hermione turned around and saw Ginny and Maura giggling. She also saw Amy and Ron making out.
"Hermione, where do you think your going?" Maura asked.
"I'm going home and never coming back to this place. I hate it here."
"Hermione, Kyan wants to tell you something before you leave. Come on, wonderful 'Mione." Ginny said pulling on her hand, but Hermione's legs locked. Ginny pulled again being more serious.
"Ginny, let go of my hand." Ginny didn't let go but kept pulling with a smile. "Now,"
"Hermione I don't know what's gotten into you, but-" Hermione slapped Ginny across the face, dragging some of her nails across, drawing blood. Ginny let go and backed away. She touched her cheek and looked at her fingertips. Maura grabbed Ginny's coat with a wide mouth and pushed her out of the train.
"Hermione, you've changed and it's all because of Draco raping you!" Maura yelled. Hermione looked at Ron rushing up to Ginny. Hermione grabbed her wand from inside her coat and pointed it at Maura.
"Don't ever talk like that again, Maura. I'm not about to break in front of you, I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna kill you, Maura, but watch what you say because your not the top bitch now. Matt's not top dog either so don't expect him to come rushing by your side anymore because if he does I could kill him like that." Hermione snapped her fingers. Everyone was staring at her. "Show's over!" she yelled and got back onto the train. She walked down the aisle till she found Harry sitting alone.
"Can I sit down?"
"Yeah, but why would you need to ask, you are top dog now. Sit down, Hermione." Hermione sat next to Harry. He was her only friend now.........the only friend that listened and understood what Hermione was going through. They talked for hours about love and life and the generals. After the thing with Draco had happened, Harry told Hermione that people had started talking about her. They called her a "dirty cunt" and a "whore who had no intention of having a real life and only wanted sex now" and that "she had already gotten pregnant but had fallen down the stairs on purpose." Hermione didn't care because she was never going back to that school and if she was, it was only to see Harry.
It started raining halfway there and somehow Hermione felt like all her emotions were coming out into the raindrops and falling onto everyone, crashing their dreams. She wished it would.
Hermione arrived home later that evening and instantly got a letter from someone. It was from Hogwarts. Hermione went up to her room where she found her muggle sister, Gisela sitting on her bed with many letters in her hands. It looked like she had read them all. She let them drop to the ground and ran up to Hermione and hugged her. She started crying and Hermione didn't know why.
"Hermione, these came a long time ago but I never sent them to you. I kept them. They're from Draco Malfoy, Kyan Dunlap, Brad Harrison, Matt Harkins, Maura Farrell, Amy Brooker, Ron, Harry. I don't know why they came here. They were supposed to come to you, but they came here. I read them all, they were all letters about stuff I never thought you would do. Why did you do it?"
"This year was different, Gisela. Draco and I fell in love and it was unstoppable, but I bet your wondering what happened." Hermione sat on the bed with her sister. She told the whole story to Gisela.
"And that's what happened. And now my only friend is Harry now. Gisela please don't tell mum or dad this. I don't want them to know."
"I won't, I'm gonna go help with dinner now. I love you Hermione." Gisela left the dismaying room and left Hermione with her letters. She opened the first one she had gotten all year.
Dear Hermione, Things have changed between us and I know that you don't want to hear this, but somehow my father found out about us. I'm staying in school because my father would shoot me if he found out anymore. I'm pretty sure Pansy told him. She's been snooping around me room lately. I have to go now, but I am
sorry for what I did. I still love you, Hermione.
Love, Draco
Hermione got up with the letter and went into her parents room where there was an ever burning fire, she threw it into the fire and watched it burn. She went back into her room and shoved the letters under her bed. Hermione took off her coat and threw it on her bed, she rushed into her bathroom. She looked into the mirror and saw all the make up on her face. What did she turn into?
Slytherin Common Room, 5:55
Draco sat in a chair untying little boxes with presents in them that weren't his. He threw the ones he didn't like in a waste basket and kept the other ones for himself. He thought of Hermione, wishing he hadn't done those things to her. Pansy walked in with a black, silk night gown on that went above her knees. Her hair was everywhere. She walked up to Draco and sat down in front of him. She leaned up and whispered, "I want you tonight, Draco." Her hands clutched at the waist of his pants and her fingertips made her way over to the button and zipper.
"I don't want you, Pansy." Draco pushed her away. Pansy reached up and unbuttoned his pants she then unzipped them, making Draco very uncomfortable. Pansy snapped the lining of his boxers. She stood up and put her legs on each side of Draco's own. She grabbed his collar and pulled him closer to her. She stuck her tongue in his mouth as she reached down near his crotch. Draco gave in a little bit and ran his hands up her sides and onto her chest. She pulled his length out and slowly started sinking down on top of him. Draco grabbed her breasts and pushed her off of him. He pulled his boxers back up and buttoned his pants up. He then walked out of the room leaving Pansy in tears.
Draco walked out of the Slytherin common room and went into the drippy halls. He heard the voice of his father and mother talking to Snape.
"Yes, we believe that he's been with that mudblood Hermione Granger." His mother said. "Pansy Parkinson sent us a letter saying that they are sexual partners."
"Shit," Draco whispered, banging his fist against the wall. He heard his parents walking closer. He went back into the common room and into the boy's dormitories. He ran into the bathroom and hid in one of the stalls. 15 minutes later footsteps came into the bathroom. Draco unzipped his pants quietly and then zipped them up loudly. He flushed the privy and then walked out of the stall to see his parents and Snape staring at him.
"Hi Mum," Draco smiled and walked up to her to give her a hug. She accepted it. Draco tried to do the same for Lucius, but got a punch in the stomach in stead. He coughed and looked up.
"What the hell, Dad." Draco said.
"Severus, please give us a moment with our son." Snape left the bathroom. Lucius went up to Draco again and pushed him against the bathroom wall.
"You know what the hell is going on, Draco, don't pretend. We know you've been with that mudblood, Granger. Your flesh even smells of mudblood." Draco pushed his father off of him.
"So what, at least I didn't rape Lily Evans."
"Draco, do not use that tone with your father."
"I can use whatever tone I want to, I'm 16."
"Draco, you've made too many mistakes in your life and this will be the last one." Lucius yelled.
"The last mistake I made was kissing Pansy Parkinson. Hermione wasn't a mistake, Hermione was better than both of you two being in my life. She changed me and I hope you know that." Draco walked out of the bathroom but his father was right behind him. He kicked Draco in the back. Draco fell to the ground as hot tears sprang to his eyes.
"Lucius!" Narcissa yelled. She pulled him back and Draco got up. Blood filled his mouth. He spit it out and pushed his mother aside. Draco took Lucius by the collar and dragged his body up the wall and slammed his fist into Lucius' jaw. He brought Lucius back down and punched him in the ribs this time.
Blaise Zabini walked into the room with Theodore Nott. They ran up to Draco and tried to pry him off, but considering the fact that he was 6 feet tall they could not.
Draco punched him for the last time and watched him fall to the ground, lifeless. He wiped the blood from his mouth. Blaise looked from Draco to Lucius.
"My God, Draco." Draco looked at Blaise and spit the blood from his mouth. "Look at what you did to your father!" Blaise yelled. Draco walked over to Blaise and held his robes in a tight clutch.
"Don't tell me to look at that worthless piece of shit, Blaise. If you tell anyone what I did, Blaise and Theodore, I'll do the same thing to you that I did to him. I'm not fucking scared of anyone anymore." Blaise's face had turned pale.
"I can see that, Draco." Draco could hear his mother crying in the background. He let go of Blaise and looked at Narcsissa.
"Look at you, Mum! You couldn't cry over me and I'm your only son, you couldn't cry when he was beating me, could you? I guess the man who raped you and Lily Evans is more important than your son." Draco walked out of the room and saw Millicent Bullstrode sitting on the couch. Pansy was gone.
She got up and stood in front of Draco. Millicent's parents (for their own reason) had chosen to get her face done over the summer before her 6th year and her size had slimmed down, making her look like a regular girl. She took his shirt in her hands and looked up at him.
"What happened in there?" she whispered. Millicent and Draco had never shared a kiss but Draco often had his moments when he was very attracted to her and he was now. She cared for Draco and that was one of Draco's favorite qualities. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Millicent. It's alright." Draco pulled away from the girl and ran out of the common room and into the halls where Dementors were waiting for him. Draco felt his memories of Hermione draining from him already. He ran faster than ever before, he ran out of the school and stopped at the gates. He banged his fist on the cold gates.
"No!" Draco yelled. He had one ever lasting memory of Hermione, the night that they kissed in the moon light. "No," Draco felt tears running down his face. "No, fuck no." He shook and leaned on the gates all night shivering in the cold wishing Hermione was there with him.
Granger's, 11:21 P.M.
Hermione stared at the moon thinking of Draco. She missed him but didn't want to miss him. She knew that even the memories of her and him, the good ones, wouldn't do her any good because they were in the past.
An owl flew to her window. She opened it and took the note from the Owl's leg. She let it come in and dry its feathers from the snow. The letter was from Draco.
Dear Hermione,
I don't know what to do anymore. I need you more than anything else. I don't know how I am writing this, but I am. I'm outside and I could very well being going to Azkaban, I don't know if I killed my father or not. I wish I was with you and your innocent curls, your honey eyes, milky skin.
Hermione, I miss you more than anything.
Love,
Draco
Hermione set the letter down and went over to her desk. She pulled out a drawer and went through it. There were many keys Dumbledore had given her over the years and had trusted her with. This year was much different though with keys; he had given her a master key with much magic in it. Hermione sat down and started writing a letter to him.
Dear Draco, This is the master key to the school. Use it with the gates and then I'm pretty sure you know what to do after. You will find my parents number I'm sure when you reach London. It will be under Jane and Alexander Granger. Our address is also there. When you get to my house, go to the very back
and I will be waiting for you.
Love,
Hermione
Hermione stood at the back door later that night waiting for someone to appear. It was almost 2 in the morning and there was no sign of Draco. She hoped he hadn't taken his broom, but there was no other way he could have gotten to the house unless he knew how to apparate and Hermione didn't have any faith in him knowing how to. But he did know how to. The owl had arrived late, however.
Hermione turned around and grabbed her cup of coffee, although she didn't drink it. She had given up on Draco now and was about to turn around when she heard a quiet crash. She turned around and opened the door. There was Draco shivering in the cold. She stood there, but Draco moved towards her. He wrapped his arms around her body and nuzzled his face into her hair.
She looked up into Draco's beautiful gray eyes. His lips slowly came intact with hers, sliding his tongue into her warm mouth making him feel warmer that night. He could still taste the cherry lip gloss that had faded away on her chapped lips. Hermione grabbed his hands as she pulled away. She pulled him into the living room and he shut the door behind himself.
"What happened?"
"He said you were worthless, so I think I might have killed him." Draco said. He didn't need much explaining to do because he knew Hermione was the type of person who knew what you were talking about with little information. Hermione could smell his cologne which smelt of an ice berg and he was exactly that; cold and sharp.
Hermione led him into her bedroom and locked the door. Draco looked at her as she sat down on her bed. He sat next to her and stared into her eyes. Hermione leaned over and started unbuttoning his shirt. He grabbed her hands with his cold ones.
"Are you sure, Hermione?"
"Draco, you can't trust me with your body, but I can trust you with mine?" Draco considered this was a yes. Hermione leaned into Draco and kissed him forcefully. He fell onto her bed feeling her body heat against his, feeling the pressure in her lips against his, feeling how badly she wanted this.
Hermione ran her hands up his shirt, feeling his rugged abs and the buttons on his shirt came undone. Draco slipped the spaghetti straps off of Hermione's shoulder and slid the white nighty away from her longing breasts. Hermione kicked off the nighty and threw it on the side of the bed. Draco slipped off her black pair of underwear and rolled on top of her. He kissed her neck and went down to her cleavage. Chills spread across her body.
Hermione unbuttoned his pants and slid them off of his waist. Draco put his lips back onto hers as she slid his boxers off. His tongue battled with hers and finally he glided inside her. Hermione felt like she was in heaven with the man she loved. She moaned lovingly into his ear. Her hot breath made Draco's hips move more rapidly on top of Hermione.
"Draco," she breathed out. "Draco, I love you." Hermione pulled on his hair lightly as he ran his hand down her hips and back up again to her neck.
Draco responded very well to her affectionate words by sucking on her nipple. He looked up and said the three little words that Hermione had waited for such a long time. "Hermione, I love you." Draco watched tears fall from her eyes and he didn't need to wonder why because he knew. He kissed the spots where the tears had drifted to on her face, but his lips always went back to her own.
Draco laid down on Hermione, trying to catch his breath. Hermione ran her hands through his sweaty hair and slowly fell asleep with Draco.
Hermione and Draco woke up the next morning with a loud knock at the door. "Hermione, wake up. Don't you want to see Delaney? She's downstairs waiting for you." Delaney was one of her muggle friends that lived across the street.
Draco looked at her while he got up and put on his boxers and summoned some muggle basketball shorts to put on. He hid his clothes into Hermione's drawers. Hermione quickly put on some flannel pajamas and slid the other clothes from last night into her closet.
"Hold on, mum." Hermione pushed Draco into the closet and smiled as he kissed her on the lips. He brought her into the closet with her and kissed her all over the face; she giggled as she left him and shut the closet door. She opened the door and saw Jane.
"Who are you laughing with?" Jane asked.
"Oh I slipped on the floor, it's okay, mum." Hermione shut the door behind her as she walked out of the room. Jane stared at her as if she had 5 heads.
Hermione rushed down the stairs and saw that Delaney too had changed. Her hair was curls and all before the summer, but now it was very straight. She had her nose pierced and had about a pound of lip gloss on. She had a present too.
"Hi, Delaney. Come upstairs with me, I have something to show you." She grabbed Delaney's hand and dragged her upstairs. Delaney was smiling as she walked into Hermione's room. Hermione told her to be quiet with the finger to her mouth gesture. She opened the closet door and Draco pulled her in for a make out session and he got in one kiss before realizing another girl was in the room. He looked at Hermione and started laughing with pink cheeks.
"Who's this?" Delaney asked.
"Draco Malfoy," Hermione said proudly. Delaney became wide mouthed. She had heard all about the infamous Draco Malfoy along the years and never would expect to see the two as lovers.
"Well, you must have changed because before I met you now, Hermione said you were pretty mean." Delaney stared at his nice stomach and her beautiful face, his long hair, his strong legs and his large hands. Draco stared back at her.
"I'm gonna go get something for us to eat and drink. I'll be back soon." Hermione left the room, seeing that she was the only one who could really go downstairs.
"So, uh, you've heard a lot about my bad side."
"Yeah, but you seem pretty nice now." Delaney said biting her lower lip. "So are you and Hermione going out?"
"I think we are, I'm not quite sure though because I've never asked her and she has never asked me." Draco paused. "Are you a muggle?"
"Actually, I'm a squib along with my twin sister. The rest of our family went to Durmstrang which was 5 other people."
"Oh, that's cool. I'm a pureblood."
"I know," Delaney said. "Are you coming back for the summer?"
"Her parents don't know I'm here and I don't know if I'm even going back to school yet."
"Why?"
"My parents are having some social issues with me and it's just kind of hard."
"Oh, that's okay. I've had a bunch of issues with my parents before."
"Yeah, but did you ever beat up your dad."
"Oh, never mind then." Delaney sat down on the bed and Draco sat next to her.
"What'd you get Hermione?" Draco asked.
"I got her a belly button ring and some thongs; you know the whole deal I'm guessing."
"Do you have your belly button pierced?" Draco asked.
"Yeah," She giggled as she lifted her shirt to show him a tan stomach and her belly button had a pink play boy bunny earring on. He lifted it up to look at it.
"Did you get Hermione one of those?"
"Yeah, I got her a blue one."
"She'll look sexy with that on." For some reason Delaney started blushing. She licked her lips and looked into his gray eyes.
"You have really pretty eyes for a guy."
"You have really pretty eyes for a girl." Draco laughed a little looking into her green ones. "For some reason you remind me so much of Hermione but you two are so different." Draco whispered leaning in. He didn't know why she was leaning in though because he had no intention to kiss her. Their lips met in a weird way. Her lips tasted of grape. She slid her tongue in and he felt a tongue ring gliding in his mouth. He pulled away.
"Do we kiss alike?"
"No, not really." Draco stood up and went over to her jewellery box. Hermione came into the room with a smile on her face and a platter of pancakes and sausage. She knew something awkward was going on.
Draco looked at Hermione and grabbed the platter and then set it down on her desk. Hermione was surprised in some ways because Draco had never acted like this. Hermione looked at Delaney. She got up and handed Hermione the box of girly things. Hermione sat down on her messy bed and opened the box. She saw a box of assorted belly button rings and some thongs. She blushed and looked at Delaney.
"Thanks," she paused wishing she had gotten Delaney something. "I got you something too." Hermione mumbled a few words and a diamond necklace that said "Delaney" on it appeared.
"It's beautiful, thanks, Hermione. How could you ever afford it?" Delaney had that look in her eyes like she knew that Hermione had just stolen it from a store and summoned it to her room.
"I work around Hogwarts sometimes." Hermione lied.
"Oh, wow, it's gorgeous. I love it. But I have to go to chorus right now. I'll come visit later." Delaney got up, hugged Hermione, waved to Draco with a twinkle in her eyes and then left. Hermione looked at Draco.
"Did she kiss you?" Hermione asked.
"Are you going to get mad at me if I say yes?"
"Kind of," she retorted.
"Well maybe she did then. But it wasn't my fault."
"She's the type of person who does that, Draco. I'm hoping you pulled away quickly though."
"Yeah, the tongue ring was a little too weird for me." Hermione laughed a little and realized that once again they were alone.
Hermione and Draco moved closer and Hermione felt his hard stomach. He grabbed her hands and put them behind her back along with his. He closed his eyes and so did she and kissed her. She looked up and said, "I think I need a shower." Draco smiled.
Her hands slid up his wet back as she kissed him passionately. His hands played with her hair and then her back skimmed the shower's wall and she fell to the ground slowly. She moaned softly as he went inside of her. The heavy breathing that escaped her made him happier than he was. His rough hands touched her breasts and massaged them equally. She opened her eyes and looked up into his closed ones. She could tell that he was in love with her.
A loud knocking came from her bedroom door. Draco turned his head and looked at the bathroom door. He then looked back at Hermione. He stood up with her and released himself from her.
"Stay here and be quiet." Hermione said wrapping a towel around her wet body. She walked opened the door and saw her mother.
"Do you want to go shopping today by any chance, get some clothes that you actually fit in? You got about 3 inches taller this year and packed on some winter weight." Hermione wanted to so badly but didn't know what she was going to do with Draco. She couldn't just leave him there.
"Sure, can we go at about noon, when you and Gisela and dad get back from her little food drive thing." Jane smiled and nodded.
"Well, you go get dressed and we're gonna leave in a few minutes. We'll see you at noon I guess." Hermione shut the door then locked it after her mother walked downstairs.
"I have a friend across the street who is a witch and she can hide you there for today." Hermione told Draco while getting dressed. "She's really quite like you; mean, a jerk, someone who thinks that she's all that." She joked.
"Then we'll get along just great." Hermione pulled on a black sweat shirt that had Judy Garland on the front saying, "Somewhere over the rainbow, witches and wizards fly on their broom sticks." It was Hermione's favorite shirt for some reason. It wasn't all that great, but it suited her and it was comfortable.
"Actually she's very nice but she's really strict sometimes, so be nice to her." There was silence for a while. Draco was staring at Hermione as she put on her clothes. His mind wandered away from his body. What were people saying about him at Hogwarts? What were they saying about Hermione? What did they think of the two being lovers?
"I'm not going back to Hogwarts." Draco said. Hermione turned around.
"I'm not either. That school is so fucking messed up."
"We'll be drop outs and run away to the states where nobody considers us a bad couple." Draco said grinning. "We can have 10 kids,"
"And a big house."
"And lots of hunting dogs."
"Don't forget, Draco, we're gonna be famous and we're gonna rule the world."
"And nobody is going to tell us that we can't love each other." Hermione smiled.
"You'll be a Quidditch player and then you'll be the king of the world."
"And you, Hermione, we'll be a headmaster and then my queen."
"Draco, do you think it's possible to go crazy and be put in a hospital for loving someone so much?" Hermione asked. "Do you think it's possible to be so in love with someone that you cry every second you're away from them? Do you think it's possible for a 16 year old girl to know a 16 year old's body language by heart?"
"Of course I do." Hermione walked over to Draco and kissed him. She put her knees on the sides of his legs and sunk down on top of him. Draco pulled away.
"We're so complete, Hermione." He whispered.
"I knew we would be this complete some day. I knew this day would come. I knew it before this stupid school year even started. After you said those words to me last night, I knew that everything could be perfect between us now and I knew that you were always going to be mine, Draco." Draco looked into her eyes and kissed her once more. Hermione put her hands on his face and smiled. How could such a wonderful thing have sprouted from hatred? They didn't know, but they would find out.
Later on, Draco sat in Trisa Akerbunt's kitchen spinning pots. Trisa was skilled in this art it seemed but she only did it for fun and never sold any of them.
"So, what's going on with Hermione and you? She's hiding you and you guys came up holding each other's hands."
"Oh, well, you know, she's at that age where I dunno, I just kind of like her." Draco responded nervously.
"Like her! That's the biggest lie I've ever heard before. You frenched her goodbye!" Draco had a feeling this middle aged woman knew more that he had thought.
"Well you know we're at that age where we just become attracted to each other for certain reasons and you know things happen."
"You mean love making, sex, boy-on-top-of-girl-while-passionately-kissing- and-maybe-a-little-bit-more?" She took a minute to breathe seeing that she had said that all in one breath.
"Yeah,"
"Oh, well don't expect to stay at her place all vacation because her parents have sharp eyes and don't want plaque around their place."
"What?" Draco asked.
"Her parents are dentists."
"Oh,"
"How's your pot going on over there?" Draco choked, trying not to laugh.
"Good I suppose." He finally said.
Malfoy Manor, 2:11 P.M.
"Have you traced where that God forbidden boy is?" Lucius asked his wife. He was lying in his bed with many ice packs and band aids and patches.
"No, not yet, Lucius, they're trying as hard as they can."
"Well when they do find him, they better bring him home alive so I can kill him. That boy has no right living with us if he underestimates me. He has no right living at all, actually, Narcsissa."
"I can't believe our own pureblooded son would go behind our backs and make love to that mudblood."
"Exactly, Narcsissa, you are exactly right."
"But why do we have to kill him, Lucius? It's not right."
"It is right; Voldemort does not want any intertwining with mudbloods and Draco has crossed those lines. He is to be killed in front of Voldemort, Narcsissa."
"This is our only son, Lucius, and he will fight for what he loves and needs if he has to."
"Narcsissa, he almost killed me and has shagged a fucking mudblood!"
"So what! You can't kill your only son and if you do, I will do something about it." Narcissa left the room and went downstairs where she would begin to cry. Remembering how serious and physical Draco and Lucius' relationship had gotten over the years was heart breaking. And now their family was torn apart because Draco was in love with a person he wasn't aloud to be in love with.
A/N: Yes Hermione does have a sister and it says it at The Lexicon . Ten pages of words and two love making scenes, hope you likes the chapter!
-Steph