A/n: Hey read and review. I hope you like, and I'm sorry I haven't updated, but I like couldn't log in to fanfiction.net for the longest time. Well goodbye! r&r
Draco floo'd into the gigantic manor he knew has his home. It felt strange to Draco that he was actually attending the dark rituals he never wanted to witness. He had been a Death Eater for about two months and he already hated it, and now even more since Hermione knew about it. He knew she was sad about it as he thought back to the event that occurred two days ago. He hated for her to find out that way. Draco stepped quietly onto the marble flooring and saw his father, Voldemorts right hand man, standing next to Voldemort, who was performing the familiar marking ritual on a young woman. Draco stood staring, his throat went dry and he fought to keep his cool. Draco regained his composure as he sat in a chair; he wanted to scream how could she do this! Draco told himself there were plenty of girls who had his Hermione's hair. He sat waiting and when the figure turned to face him he just about fainted. Hermione walked sexily over to him, her white teeth glowing as she smiled.
"How do I look?" Hermione purred. It did not sound like Hermione at all. Her eyes glinted as if she was trying to tell him something. Draco who had never been good at reading expressions, could tell she had know idea what she had just got herself into.
"Ahh, my Dragon." Voldemort called from his high backed black chair that had green velvet cushons. Voldemort smirked as he beckoned him forward. Draco reluctantly walked over to him, blood was pounding in his ears and he hoped Voldemort couldn't here. Draco bent over Voldemorts pale white feet and kissed them carefully. He tried to think of how much he loved the Dark Lord, in case he was reading his thoughts, so he couldn't detect his enormous feelings of hate towards him. Draco stood up to face Voldemort and gave him an evil grin.
"Hello my lord, a pleasure seeing you on this fine night." Draco said smoothly, he had learned from other Death Eaters mistakes, that Voldemort hated stupidity, and liked proper English.
"Hello Draco. I am so glad you could make it, we will be feasting on muggle blood tonight, but I'm glad you arrived early to witness your fiances marking," he said as if he had a plan for her.
"Yes, I can hardly contain my excitement, she will be a fine Death Eater." Draco said laughing and smiling evilly.
"Yes, Dragon, but I do hope you are more than willing to share your beautiful prize." He said eyeing Hermione. She was wearing a black lacey spaghetti strap top, a leather mini skirt with fishnets and stiletto's.
"I will be more than happy to make an exception for you, My Lord." Draco said frowning at Hermione as she came over and fawned over Voldemort. Hermione kissed her fingers and placed them on Draco's lips as about 19 or more Death Eaters appeared into the large room. Everyone stood still as the Dark Lord rose to him feet and started to speak.
"Welcome everybody, I am pleased you have finally arrived to our wonderful rendezvous, please let the blood bath begin!" Voldemort said laughing maniacally as two large doors swung open and about 30 bewildered muggle, men and women crept in.
"I...I don't have to kill them do I?" Hermione said shakily to Draco who had grasped her hand.
"No, come one." Draco said pulling her over to his father, who was taking pleasure in brutally raping a poor redheaded girl. Draco thought his father was lucky that his mother was in Hawaii with another Death Eaters wife.
"Father, I'm taking Hermione to my room." He said smiling devilishly to him. Lucius smiled and nodded. Draco pulled Hermione towards the exit and paused before going to bid Voldemort goodnight, hoping he'd get the idea Hermione and him would go do the nasty.
"As you wish." Voldemort said pulling Hermione close to him. He slid his finger down her cheek and a slim line of blood trickled down her cheek, Hermione giggled foolishly and kissed Voldemort. Voldemort patiently licked her cheek and released her to Draco. "Have fun." He said as Hermione and Draco slipped out of the room.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Draco shouted when they got up to his room.
"I don't know!" Hermione said wiping the blood off her cheek and wiping it on the leather of her skirt.
"Do you parents know?" Draco said pacing the room.
"No!" Hermione exclaimed. "Never!"
"Why did you do this?" Draco said grabbing her wrists and looking at the at the greenish mark of the skull and snake on her forearm.
"I don't know what came over me, I went searching for your father and he took me here and I eagerly excepted!" Hermione said as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Hermione please don't cry!" Draco said wiping her tears away. Hermione turned to Draco's desk and picked up a silver letter opener. Before Draco could think about what she was doing Hermione had blood dripping onto the white carpet. Draco pulled the sharp object away from her and grabbed her arm. She had apparently attempted to cut the mark out of her skin.
"I have to tell him I can't do this!" Hermione said as Draco healed the injury, where the mark still stained her skin.
"You can't Hermione, you already took the oath, and If you do he'll kill you!" Draco said hoping she wouldn't be stupid again and go to Voldemort.
"No, no, no, you don't understand." Hermione said touching his face delicately. Draco didn't know why but this made him very aroused. Draco ran his hands under Hermione's blouse and around to her back, where he unfastened her bra. Hermione and Draco tumbled onto the bed where Hermione stopped suddenly.
"I can't!" Hermione cried lying on top of Draco.
"It's okay, I understand." Draco said hugging her. The truth was, Draco didn't understand, he had never ever been rejected. Hermione fastened her bra and laid down next to him, Draco found her hand and she snuggled up next to him. He looked down at Hermione she had fell asleep within 10 minutes. Draco looked at her pale white skin and her full pink lips. Draco laid back and stared at the dark vaulted ceiling above him, his father had enchanted it long ago to resemble the outside sky, it wasn't as magnificent as the Hogwarts ceiling though. Draco slipped into a light sleep and was awakened by a rapping on the door. Draco gently lifted Hermione off his chest and took off his shirt to look like they were up to something.
"What are you doing?" Hermione said sitting up and looking at him.
"Hermione take your clothes off, so it looks like we were up to something." Draco hissed back. Hermione took off clothes and wrapped the blanked on Draco's bed around her. She smeared her make up a bit and tousled her hair, which made it slightly frizzy.
"Hello My Lord" Draco said smiling. Draco had an itching feeling that Voldemort wanted to screw his fiance.
"Draco, you may go, I'm taking up you offer" He said stepping inside the room as Draco shut the door and pulled on his robes. Hermione looked up at him pleadingly and quickly snapped into her Death Eater mood. Draco smiled and walked over to the giant fireplace across from the bed.
"Please My Lord, don't hurt her." Draco said picking up some floo powder.
"Draco, I would never hurt her, but your father wants to see you down at the feast," He said slyly as he unbuttoned his robes slowly, after shooing Draco away. Draco stood outside the door and winced at a loud moan. Draco got away from that door so quick that a few drunk Death Eaters wondered what he was running from. Draco quickly found his father, one of the few sober men, dueling some pissed man Draco knew as Crispeneen.
"Father, you wanted to see me?" Draco asked as his father used a body binding curse and left the man trapped on the floor. "Why not kill him?" Draco asked stumped.
"Yes, Draco, I did want to see you, and I cannot kill him because we need all the Death Eaters we can get for the Second War. I also cannot but help notice you and Miss V. were very quiet, why so?" Lucius said frowning.
"Silencing Charm." Draco said to quickly for his fathers liking.
"Oh, all right, you can return to your school now Draco." Draco's father said as he moved on to another muggle who was huddled in the corner crying. Draco stepped into the large fireplace as he dodged a curse from a pair of drunk wizards dueling. Draco pointed his wand quickly at the muggle his father was attacking and whispered the killing curse before his father could know what happened.
Draco sat up in his room that night, he waited and waited for Hermione, but she never came to him. Draco sat swigging fire whiskey and was on the verge of vomiting when he became so frustrated he threw the bottle in the fire and watched it make a small explosion. Draco got up, pissed as hell and laid in his bed and before he knew it, it was morning and he felt completely horrible. Draco lie in bed that morning, having a feeling it was later than 11 am. Draco stood up and looked at the clock, he groaned as it only said 8:04 am. Draco kicked the door foolishly and received the doors defense back with a shot of pain in his big toe. Draco staggered into his bathroom and cleaned himself up quickly and made his way down to the Great Hall.
Draco sat down next to his usual place next to Crabbe and Goyle, Draco had ignored the two of them for a while and finally gave into there pleading because he kind of missed there company, even if they were completely stupid. Draco didn't eat anything because he was to preoccupied to see where Hermione was. Draco kept eyeing the spot were Potty and Weasel were but the seat Hermione usually sat in remained vacant for a long time until a pretty Gryffindor sat down next to Harry and they fooled around childishly.
Draco watched as cliques of three and four left the Great Hall and soon it was just him and about 11 other girls and boys who were sitting around chatting until McGonagal shooed them all out. Draco slowly sagged out of the Great Hall in bewilderment of where Hermione could be. Draco walked quickly to the first spot he could think of, the library. Sure enough as Draco searched the library he finally found Hermione surrounded by about 75 books and when he got a closer look they were all on dark things like the dark mark, dark magic, and a lot of other dark things.
"Hermione?" Draco said sitting in the empty seat next to her.
"Hi." Hermione said smiling, she had a cheerful facade on but he didn't buy it.
"What's the matter?" Draco said looking at the page number of her book and closing it.
"What do you mean, what is the matter?" Hermione said choking back tears.
"Oh gosh, I knew he would do this." Draco said not knowing really what to say.
"Yeah, I knew him for about an hour and I had sex with him, I knew you for a few months and yet we've only seen each other stark naked very briefly." Hermione said sort of laughing as a tear fell down her face.
"I... I don't know what to say. What are you reading?" Draco said trying to change the subject. A little 4th year silently walked by and sat at a table near them. Draco stopped talking and stared at her.
"Scram." Draco said as the little girl got up and started to run away.
"Git." She called at him.
"Slag." He called back.
"Draco! I guess you really have to get to know you in order for you to actually be part way decent." Hermione said smiling at him.
"Hey! So I'm not really decent?" Draco said grabbing her arm and kissing her hand. "My Lady, please let me escort you back to my dormitory," He said pulling her up and waving his wand and muttering an incantation, making all the books disappear to there rightful spots. Hermione giggled sexily and trotted among behind him.
"Get to class kids." The librarian called to them as they ran past the checkout desk.
Hermione and Draco arrived in Draco's dormitory and Draco pulled off his robes and shirt and laid Hermione down on his bed, kissing her neck, making her way down to her chest. Hermione pulled her robes off and the shirt and bra that were underneath it. Draco kissed Hermione lovingly and cherished her scent. Draco and Hermione lay heated and ready.
"Can I?" Draco said lying atop of Hermione.
"Yes, I'm ready." Hermione said.
A/n: Hey hoped you liked his chapter! I am going to have every other chapter Draco then Hermione if I can, so yeah hope you don't mind. Well, review! Sorry for my horrible grammar