Chapter: 3
Title: Bubble Baths, flashbacks and apologies
This chapter is the chapter that is "R" rated for a reason. For those of you who don't think you can handle the seriousness of the situation, please skip this chapter and when the next on is posted, read that one! For those of you who are still with me, let's continue!
Disclaimer: I own nothing (characters, settings, etc) only the ones I make up myself. Don't sue!! Dedications: LILKATE212
Lynne
Jake
Rachel
Riffinton
AllySweet
Gwenyvere
Meg
Madame Plot Bunnie
VBPLAYER85
Miss Metallic
Yokoshima-na-Neko
Alexandra who is helping me write this chapter!
All of those people responded to my first chapter.
On with the story.
Draco watched his crush run up the stairs with sadness. He never meant to hurt her. She has always been so smart and kind. Not to me of course but to everyone else. I never knew that it would feel like it does. It feels like someone has just slapped me in the face and said that I am a horrible, horrible person. I do know that almost everyone in the world thinks that I am disgusting and perverted. That might hold true to my family's reputation but I swear, ever since my father attacked me, I swore I would never try to be like him or Lord Voldemort.
Flashback
"Come here Draco," a slimy voice whispered.
"No, please father," Draco responded.
"I will etch the Dark Mark into your arm, just as my father did at your age." He smirked.
Draco tried to move away, but his father's grip on him was too strong. He struggled and finally got away, but not quickly enough. His father threw the steel knife at Draco. He tried to turn, but it didn't work. The blade sliced a long gash into his abdomen, and started bleeding heavily. The last he remembered was his father's laugh. The next morning, he awoke in a pool of his own warm blood.
End Flashback
I will always remember that day and morning. I passed out and in the morning one of the house-elves found me. I survived but just barely, because I had lost a lot of blood. I still have the scar.
I have waited for an extremely long time to tell Hermione that I love her. It is not safe at the Malfoy Manor so I had to bring her here. I had hoped, even prayed to Merlin, that Hermione would understand. Maybe in time she will.
Hermione's POV (more or less)
I stopped crying and went into the bathroom to take a bubble bath. I thought that it would calm me down to logically think about everything Malfoy said and to accept it. I turned on the water and to my surprise it gushed purple water and smelled like lavender. I was surprised. Thinking back to all of my magical experiences, I knew that this was bewitched to know who the bath or shower-taker was. I was, however, surprised to see that it knew my favorite scent was lavender. I put down a bathmat and grabbed a towel. I undressed quickly and stepped in once the water was to a desired level.
I reached for the shampoo. I lathered my hair and rinsed with the water and, I did the same with the conditioner, but left it in until after I shaved my legs. It was a stupid thing to do when I didn't need to worry about anyone seeing my legs, but it calmed me down and let me think. I suddenly got a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach and a horrible memory returned. *********************
"Ron, I don't think we should be doing this." Hermione said.
"No one is home, so we have all the privacy we want." Ron replied.
"Oka-," Hermione was cut off by a kiss with so much passion and energy, but something didn't feel right.
The couple kissed and Ron slid his hand up her skirt and ran his fingers over her thigh and flat tummy. She moaned, so Ron took this as a sign to go farther. He did. He undid the clasp of her skirt and slid it down to her ankles. He also took the initiative to undo her shirt buttons. He did and he started working with her bra and underwear. She said,"Ron, come on, please stop; this is taking it too far."
"Come on `Mione. We have waited so long for this moment and here is the opportunity." Ron urged her.
"Ron, this may be the great opportunity of a lifetime for you, but I don't feel that this is the right time."
"But we love each other and so this is the next step."
"Ronald Weasley, do you not hear me? I said to stop it!" Hermione argued as she put her top back on.
"You don't get away that fast." He grabbed her by the waist and put the Imperius Curse on her. "Imperio!" He shouted. He pulled down his trousers and slid off his boxers. He took off Hermione's underwear and put his cock at her entrance. He thrust into her and entered and exited her quickly, wanting to hear her scream. She moaned with pleasure, but all because of Ron. He heard her crying and he was doing all he could to not have her cry. He was trying, but with Hermione being as powerful witch as she was, she broke the curse and was trying to get Ron out of her.
End Flashback ************************************
I gasped and rid myself of that memory quickly. That was only a couple of days ago. When I was at the Burrow, Ron raped me. It was a dirty feeling, but she knew that it wasn't her fault. Ron and Hermione loved each other, but Hermione wasn't ready to have sex with him. He was. There lies the problem. I rinsed and stepped out of the tub. I reached down into the bathtub to pull the plug. When I did that I heard a whisper. It sounded like a male's voice, so I thought it must be a house-elf. I turned around and saw Malfoy standing there, staring at me. "Malfoy, just who do you think you are, standing there undressing me with your eyes?" Hermione demanded. "Draco Malfoy, at your service. No, I was NOT undressing you, like you might've thought. I thought that I might have a word with you downstairs?" He replied. "I will give you fifteen minutes to explain everything you have to say, and then I am leaving. I will be down in a couple minutes, since I have to get dressed." She said coldly. "Fine by me," he left with a pop, Apparating downstairs.
She dressed hurriedly, wanting to know what Malfoy had to say. She, once they started talking, would ask him if she could owl or phone the Weasley's.
She slid down the banister and landed smoothly on her feet once at the bottom. She called to Draco and he told her to come into the parlor. She went and sat down on the couch.
"Go - I am counting, and my interruptions don't count." She said, looking down at her watch.
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Yea, I know now all of you Ron lovers HATE me now, but I had to think of some way for another character to appear in the story. I won't do that again (maybe, once more with Draco) but I have a tad bit of writer's block so could ya'll review my story (PLEASE!) and leave a plot idea in there???!!! Thank you all so much! For whomever said the chapter needed to be longer, was 5 pages long enough??
This chapter is the chapter that is "R" rated for a reason. For those of you who don't think you can handle the seriousness of the situation, please skip this chapter and when the next on is posted, read that one! For those of you who are still with me, let's continue!
Disclaimer: I own nothing (characters, settings, etc) only the ones I make up myself. Don't sue!! Dedications: LILKATE212
Lynne
Jake
Rachel
Riffinton
AllySweet
Gwenyvere
Meg
Madame Plot Bunnie
VBPLAYER85
Miss Metallic
Yokoshima-na-Neko
Alexandra who is helping me write this chapter!
All of those people responded to my first chapter.
On with the story.
Draco watched his crush run up the stairs with sadness. He never meant to hurt her. She has always been so smart and kind. Not to me of course but to everyone else. I never knew that it would feel like it does. It feels like someone has just slapped me in the face and said that I am a horrible, horrible person. I do know that almost everyone in the world thinks that I am disgusting and perverted. That might hold true to my family's reputation but I swear, ever since my father attacked me, I swore I would never try to be like him or Lord Voldemort.
Flashback
"Come here Draco," a slimy voice whispered.
"No, please father," Draco responded.
"I will etch the Dark Mark into your arm, just as my father did at your age." He smirked.
Draco tried to move away, but his father's grip on him was too strong. He struggled and finally got away, but not quickly enough. His father threw the steel knife at Draco. He tried to turn, but it didn't work. The blade sliced a long gash into his abdomen, and started bleeding heavily. The last he remembered was his father's laugh. The next morning, he awoke in a pool of his own warm blood.
End Flashback
I will always remember that day and morning. I passed out and in the morning one of the house-elves found me. I survived but just barely, because I had lost a lot of blood. I still have the scar.
I have waited for an extremely long time to tell Hermione that I love her. It is not safe at the Malfoy Manor so I had to bring her here. I had hoped, even prayed to Merlin, that Hermione would understand. Maybe in time she will.
Hermione's POV (more or less)
I stopped crying and went into the bathroom to take a bubble bath. I thought that it would calm me down to logically think about everything Malfoy said and to accept it. I turned on the water and to my surprise it gushed purple water and smelled like lavender. I was surprised. Thinking back to all of my magical experiences, I knew that this was bewitched to know who the bath or shower-taker was. I was, however, surprised to see that it knew my favorite scent was lavender. I put down a bathmat and grabbed a towel. I undressed quickly and stepped in once the water was to a desired level.
I reached for the shampoo. I lathered my hair and rinsed with the water and, I did the same with the conditioner, but left it in until after I shaved my legs. It was a stupid thing to do when I didn't need to worry about anyone seeing my legs, but it calmed me down and let me think. I suddenly got a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach and a horrible memory returned. *********************
"Ron, I don't think we should be doing this." Hermione said.
"No one is home, so we have all the privacy we want." Ron replied.
"Oka-," Hermione was cut off by a kiss with so much passion and energy, but something didn't feel right.
The couple kissed and Ron slid his hand up her skirt and ran his fingers over her thigh and flat tummy. She moaned, so Ron took this as a sign to go farther. He did. He undid the clasp of her skirt and slid it down to her ankles. He also took the initiative to undo her shirt buttons. He did and he started working with her bra and underwear. She said,"Ron, come on, please stop; this is taking it too far."
"Come on `Mione. We have waited so long for this moment and here is the opportunity." Ron urged her.
"Ron, this may be the great opportunity of a lifetime for you, but I don't feel that this is the right time."
"But we love each other and so this is the next step."
"Ronald Weasley, do you not hear me? I said to stop it!" Hermione argued as she put her top back on.
"You don't get away that fast." He grabbed her by the waist and put the Imperius Curse on her. "Imperio!" He shouted. He pulled down his trousers and slid off his boxers. He took off Hermione's underwear and put his cock at her entrance. He thrust into her and entered and exited her quickly, wanting to hear her scream. She moaned with pleasure, but all because of Ron. He heard her crying and he was doing all he could to not have her cry. He was trying, but with Hermione being as powerful witch as she was, she broke the curse and was trying to get Ron out of her.
End Flashback ************************************
I gasped and rid myself of that memory quickly. That was only a couple of days ago. When I was at the Burrow, Ron raped me. It was a dirty feeling, but she knew that it wasn't her fault. Ron and Hermione loved each other, but Hermione wasn't ready to have sex with him. He was. There lies the problem. I rinsed and stepped out of the tub. I reached down into the bathtub to pull the plug. When I did that I heard a whisper. It sounded like a male's voice, so I thought it must be a house-elf. I turned around and saw Malfoy standing there, staring at me. "Malfoy, just who do you think you are, standing there undressing me with your eyes?" Hermione demanded. "Draco Malfoy, at your service. No, I was NOT undressing you, like you might've thought. I thought that I might have a word with you downstairs?" He replied. "I will give you fifteen minutes to explain everything you have to say, and then I am leaving. I will be down in a couple minutes, since I have to get dressed." She said coldly. "Fine by me," he left with a pop, Apparating downstairs.
She dressed hurriedly, wanting to know what Malfoy had to say. She, once they started talking, would ask him if she could owl or phone the Weasley's.
She slid down the banister and landed smoothly on her feet once at the bottom. She called to Draco and he told her to come into the parlor. She went and sat down on the couch.
"Go - I am counting, and my interruptions don't count." She said, looking down at her watch.
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Yea, I know now all of you Ron lovers HATE me now, but I had to think of some way for another character to appear in the story. I won't do that again (maybe, once more with Draco) but I have a tad bit of writer's block so could ya'll review my story (PLEASE!) and leave a plot idea in there???!!! Thank you all so much! For whomever said the chapter needed to be longer, was 5 pages long enough??