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Chapter Two: Blood

Draco's gleaming boots echoed eerily off the cold stone of the hallways.

Click, click, click

His silver hair just brushed is collar in the stubby ponytail he had tied this morning with a black ribbon.

From head to food he was immaculate.

His boots shone

His wizard robes flowed gently over his black pants and a wrinkles white dress shirt,

Which made the appearance of the woman he was carrying bridal style in his arms even more shocking.

Her reddish-brown hair fell from where her head lay limp over his arm almost to the floor.

The skin on her pale, thin body was marred by paper thin scars made by numerous whips, and the skin that wasn't scarred was covered in bruises ranging from the purple color of a new bruise to the pale greenish yellow of an old one.

What was left of her clothes were dirty and ripped

Though her body appeared unconscious her eyes were wide open and fixed on Draco's face. Wariness and hatred evident in her features.

'Why did he do that…I know we were enemies, but…NEVER LIKE THAT' her eyes welled up at the words still reverberating through her skull.

"'You weren't enough.'"

"' He didn't love you enough'"

"'The man you loved kill himself'"

            It wasn't true! She shook her head. Harry can't be dead. She saw him turn the wand on himself but…how could Harry, the boy who had been one of her first friends, the boy that she had been in love with since the very first time he smiled at her. She sighed. The boy who carried the fate of the world around on his shoulders. She gave a little whimper. How could he be dead?

A tear escaped her tightly shut eyes.

But he was.

 Harry was gone.

She was alone.

Or was she?

Draco was here. Draco who had teased her mercilessly at school. Draco who had hated Harry. Who said he hated her.

Well he was getting his revenge on know-it-all-Granger wasn't he?

Draco continued down the hall. Watching the play of emotion's on Hermione's face.

'I wonder what she's thinking' Draco grimaced 'Not that I care or anything…its GRANGER!!!'

His footsteps slowed and then came to a stop in front of gleaming wood doors that stood over ten times his size. The door of the great hall. (AN ~your going "what the hell?" right now aren't you?) Draco gave a little smirk at his Lord's sense of humor. After so many years of being unable to breach Hogwarts' walls he now "lived" in Hogwarts. Draco's smirk turned into a frown. Just another petty slap at Dumbledore. He had now been dead for 3 years and Voldemort still found it necessary to gloat about his success. Draco had been taught to be, if not a gracious winner, a winner that gloated only for a few minuets.

            He dropped Hermione on her feet keeping one of his pale hands in a vice like grip around her upper arm.

            "Chin up Granger! Your about to meet the man responsible for your lover's death." Draco sneered

            "Let go of my arm." Hermione said in a low voice meeting Draco's icy blue eyes head on

            "You'll fall over without my arm there Granger. You don't want to disgrace your self in front of the Dark Lord; he has an interesting sense of humor and a number of curses at his disposal. You will need to remain standing."

            "You blood prat! I don't need you for anything! And the Dark Lord can shove his interesting curses up his a-"

            "Shut your mouth Granger! I don't need you getting yourself killed" Draco hissed

            "What do you care if I am dead or not Malfoy?" Hermione hissed back "I would much rather be dead then have to go anywhere with you!"

            "That is completely up to you…well not completely because you're coming with me and I don't like my servants dead. Animated corpses are never big on conversations and I am looking foreword to our…conversations." (AN~oooh perverted Draco)Draco said in a calm tone hinted with humor.

            Hermione froze in her struggles to get out of his grip 'since when had Draco been so strong? He always looked kinda skinny.'

            "What do you mean I am going with you?" Hermione asked slowly turning her head to meat Draco'

            "Why my dear" Draco drawled "You are to be the newest addition to my bevy of slaves" He lifted one eyebrow sardonically "Got a problem with it Granger?"

            "Malfoy?" Hermione asked with a deadly calm

            "Granger?"

            "Die!" She said, her diction perfect

His head snapped back from the force of the right cross that had felt as if it had been delivered by a man twice Hermione's size.

            Hermione grinned at the resounding CRACK of her fist connecting solidly with Malfoy's jaw that still echoed through the hall.

            The grin disappeared when Draco turned his had back to face her, the red imprint on his jaw making the anger in his eyes even more threatening.

            Hermione gulped

Draco took a step foreword.

Hermione took a step back.

            "Oh Granger, you are going to get it."

Draco advanced another step

Hermione backed up into the wall.

            "N-now Draco, d-don't do anything rash." Hermione stuttered as Draco made a grab for Hermione.

"EEP!!!" Hermione shrieked as she ducked under his arm. As soon as she was free she took off running down the hall.

She didn't make it two steps before her legs gave out and left her a sitting duck in the middle of the hallway, where Draco was slowly advancing.

            Draco pulled her up by her arm. His rage carefully controlled. "Come on." He said through tightly clenched teeth

            Pulling her towards the doors of the great hall he threw open one side and dragged her into the massive hall.

            "Pedigrew!" Draco shouted

            The chubby bald man scuttled out from the shadows that the Great Hall was wreathed in. "Y-yes m-m-my l-lord?" Pedigerew stuttered his bald palette reflecting the glow of the candles spaced intermediately along the walls.

            "Please inform Lord Voldemort that I have arrived." Draco said his tone carrying the command of one used to giving orders and having them obeyed without hesitance.

Hermione sneered.

The prick probably couldn't get dressed without ordering someone to do it for him.

Pathetic.

Draco snorted

The stupid wench didn't know when to keep her mouth shut

She was going to get herself killed

Pathetic

Voldemort watched Draco and the girl his most loyal servant had taken an interest in from where he hid under his invisibility cloak.

He remembered this girl Granger.

As Harry had shared memories and thoughts with him, so had he shared memories and thoughts with Harry.

He could even now remember with painful clarity the slow, lazy tumble Harry had taken into love with this girl.

It disgusted him

The human weakness that even now creeped up on him when he was most vulnerable.

If he had his way he would kill the girl

But he had learned long ago not to make decisions based on feelings.

Draco Malfoy was a faithful servant that did good work.

He rewarded good work

If Draco wanted the girl then he would have her

And when he grew bored with her

Voldemort would have her

Voldemort knew the rewards of patience

He would wait

A/N~ MWHAHAHAHHAHAHAH look mom I updated! JK so this is Chapter 2 REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW. *clears throat* sorry tell your friends folks about my amazing wonderful stupendous story. Then tell them to review. AHAHsigh sorry. But do please. I AM BEGGING YOU!!! REVIEW!

Hermione: I shrieked? You made me shriek? WHAT ARE YOU ON?

Draco: I rather liked it.

Hermione: Shut up you bastard or I'll sock you again.

Draco: What did you call me you bitch?

Hermione: YOU HEARD ME!

AO: aren't they cute together?

Draco/Hermione: SHUT UP *simultaneous KO punch to AO*