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Chapter Seven: Trust

To be trusted is a greater compliment than to be loved.

GeorgeMacDonald

Voldemort's POV

What if he could get Harry to take Hermione back completely on his own free will?

To follow his orders but still be himself

Voldemort's eyes narrowed glinting red in the small amount of moonlight he allowed in his study through the thick red drapes

All it would take would be a little…persuasion

…and a lot of planning

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When was he going to let her out?

Let her out of this damn-room-become-prison

Hermione sent a death glare at the door

She'd been in here damn near two weeks.

She growled

And Draco hadn't been back since he had bandaged her back

Since they had kissed

I mean she knew she wasn't that great of a kisser but she wasn't bad enough to drive somebody away for weeks at a time.

I mean her kissing could even be considered passably good under certain circumstances.

Granted Harry had never really said anything about her kissing…well at least nothing good anyways

But was that really her fault?

I mean Draco was the one that kissed her

It wasn't as if she had thrown herself at him or anything like that!

And if he didn't like the way she kissed then that was his problem

He didn't have to kiss her

'Besides' Hermione thought grumpily 'I thought it was a good kiss'

'From a completely unbiased stand point! I mean I would have thought it was a good kiss if it was with anyone!' Hermione added

Hermione stopped mid stride and growled

She was doing it again

Second guessing herself

She really needed to be more decisive

Hermione growled again

She was decisive…or she had been before Voldemort took over

She had very realistic goals, modest ones even

But nooooooo it couldn't just stay like that

Some evil dark force had to ruin it for her

Well she would practice being decisive after she got out of this stinking room

Hermione sat down on the bed and began to plan

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Draco paced from one end of his downstairs study to the other

Why was he so fidgety?

He should be perfectly content

He should be perfectly capable of settling down in that big leather chair behind that big oak desk and working on the books

He should have been

But he wasn't

And he did know why

It was because no matter how hard he tried to concentrate his mind wandered back to Hermione.

Or was it the guilt?

Maybe both

He sat down heavily in the chair

Really you'd think that being a full fledged Slytherin and having been a death eater for some time he'd have been able to get over the whole conscious thing.

Honestly he was a scupeless killer devoid of morals and values

Draco snorted

Bull shit

But as long as everybody else believed he was safe

Draco pillowed his head in hands

Keeping Hermione here was a bad idea

What had he been thinking?

He couldn't trust her out of the room

But leaving her locked up in the room wasn't fair

To her and to him

If only he could trust her

Or if she could trust him

It would make things so much easier

But how could she

How could she trust him?

By his own admission she believed he hated her

And why wouldn't she?

Why wouldn't she believe that he hated her?

The mask he put on in front of her was perfect

He had to make her trust him

Somehow

Draco looked up towards the ceiling

And the first step would be to let her out of that room

But he definitely wasn't going to let her out of his sight

Perhaps a nice voyeur like spell cast on her would be in order

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Hermione eyed the tasteful silver candelabra that adorned the wall with consideration

That might work but if it did get Draco's attention she didn't want to be in a robe when she finally confronted him.

Heading into the enormous walk in closet she headed over to where the boxers lay in neat rows and pulled them on over her hips then she reached over and pulled a silk dress shirt on over her head and then walked back out into the bedroom.

Shrugging her shoulders she wrapped her hands around it firmly and pulled with all her might.

It didn't budge and she stumbled back a step

Pushing her hair out of her face she aimed a perturbed look at the offending item

What she wouldn't give for a wand!

I mean you'd think after years of lugging heavy books around from class to class she'd be a whole helluva lot stronger.

Hermione again took the candelabra into a tight grasp but this time bracing her feet against the wall she gave a tremendous heave, pushing with her legs and pulling with her arms.

With a deafening CRACK the plaster in the wall gave way as the candelabra was ripped from the wall scattering white rubble everywhere.

Hermione flew back and landed with a THUMP on her rear

Hermione stood up rubbing the offended part of her body and eyed her prize with a grin.

If Draco did come back, she'd be ready.

Draco's head snapped up as the CRACK of the candelabra being ripped out of the wall reached his ears

"What the--?"

And then he was gone running up the stairs towards Hermione's room

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Hermione heard the pounding footsteps and took her position next to the door, and when it burst open she hefted the candelabra and brought it down on to Draco's head.

Draco staggered a step and then sank slowly to his knees, but he did not, as Hermione had expected, pass out.

Instead he checked the back of his head and stared at it when it came back bloody.

"You bitch!" he said as he reached for his wand "I'll teach you to mess with Draco Malfoy"

Hermione gulped and without another thought dove on him trying to wrestle the wand out of his surprisingly strong grip.

After a brief scuffle and a smatter of rather vehement cursing Hermione ended up sitting on Draco's chest with the wand she had ripped from his grip pointed squarely between his eyes.

Pushing her ginger color hair over her shoulder she grinned down at Draco's perturbed face.

"Well" she said "that worked surprisingly well"

"The only reason you got this far is because you caught me by surprise" Draco grumbled

"Sure" Hermione said, sarcasm dripping from her voice "Now. Back to business. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you and escape from this manor?"

Draco sighed "One, why would you want to kill me? Two, you can't kill me. Three, you can't escape from this manor."

Hermione's face grew redder and redder as Draco spoke "One," she said through gritted teeth "you kept me locked up in here for weeks. WEEKS! Two, I sure as hell can kill you and three, why the hell can I not escape from this manor?"

As she spoke Hermione made the fatal mistake of moving the wand in her hand away from where it was pointed. Draco, seeing she was distracted took advantage of it and flipped their positions so that he was on the top and she was on the bottom. With his one hand holding both her hands over her head and the other one holding the wand he had just snatched.

"I always did like being on the top" Draco grinned

Hermione shrieked and tried to knee him which he blocked by shifting his legs.

To keep Hermione from damaging anything he needed he pinned her legs with his.

"Damn it!" Hermione mumbled

Draco just kept grinning

Hermione stared at him

"Why are you smiling? I probably just gave you a concussion" Hermione pointed out

Draco's smile grew

"I haven't forgotten about that" He said "But I've been waiting a while to get you on your back"

Hermione reared up, ripping her hands from his grip and nailed him across the face with a solid fist.

Taking advantage of his surprise she once again stole the wand from Draco's grip

"You are such a pervert!" She spat at him

"And you need to have a little bit more faith in people" Draco said right back

Hermione blinked but this time kept the want trained on Draco's head

"What does my lack of faith have to do with you being a pervert?" Hermione asked skeptically

"Nothing" Draco replied and then right as she looked as if she was going to punch him he said "but it does have something to do with why you're sitting on my chest holding me at wand point, in my boxers and my favorite silk dress shirt."

Hermione look puzzled "I don't get it, the reason I'm holding you at wand point is so I can get out and I'm wearing your clothes because all you gave me was a robe."

"But" Draco said "it's the lack of trust that brought us here." His face took on a look of concentration." I didn't trust you to stay with me so I blood bonded you, locked you in my room and didn't give you any clothes. You on the other hand didn't trust me enough to take care of you and whacked me with a…" turning his head he looked at the fallen candelabra off to the side "silver candelabra" he said

Hermione glared at him.

"You honestly expect me to trust you? I mean you hate me. Why should I trust someone who hates me?"

Draco stared at her.

She though he hated her. She didn't say anything about her hating him.

He should try.

Try to make things right

"I don't hate you" Draco said quietly "I care about you quite a lot" he said looking very uncomfortable.

Or that could have been just the fact that Hermione was sitting on him and as small as she was it did tend to become uncomfortable after a while.

Although Hermione was looking every bit as uncomfortable and no one was sitting on top of her.

"Come off it Malfoy. You don't like me at all. You make it quite clear every time I talk to you." Hermione stated "and" she continued "if this is another one of your sick games I'll curse you into oblivion"

Draco gave a hurried glance at the wand.

"Look" Malfoy said calmly "I don't hate you and I want to let you out of this room." At Hermione's skeptical glance he continued "but, neither one of us can trust the others motives, and I don't think it would make the most fun of circumstances."

At Hermione's still skeptical look he elaborated "I'm proposing a truth. We both put a little more faith in each other. I'll let you out of this room and you won't knock me over the head with anymore blunt objects, deal?"

Hermione wasn't sure what made her agree

But somewhere deep inside her she knew he was telling her the truth.

Maybe it was the blood bonding

But she knew that she could rely on him.

"Fine" she said

And rolled off of Draco onto her feet.

Hermione walked resolutely towards the door and stood there expectantly

Draco rose gracefully to his feet and Hermione never would have guessed that he had a mild concussion except for the fact that she was the one who gave it to him.

Draco walked gracefully across the room to the door.

He reached to open the door but then hesitated and turned to Hermione holding out his hand expectantly.

"What?" Hermione queried

Draco quirked his eyebrow and kept his hand out

"Oh fine!" Hermione exclaimed pulling Draco's wand out of her sleeve and slapping it into his hand.

"Thank you" Draco said sarcasm hinting his words

He unspelled the door and he and Hermione left the room.

Voldemort drew the knife across his wrist and watched as his life blood welled up, a crimson line along his arm.

Twisting his wrist he watched as his blood fell onto the pile of fresh grave dirt

Mumbling under his breath he circled around the yawning mouth of the grave

If his timing wasn't exactly right it would ruin the whole process

Continuing to mumble he crouched next to the grave, spilling more of his blood into the grave.

The grave that held Harry

But not for much longer

A/N: Hey guys! What's up? dodges tomatoes A cliff Hanger I know I know.  I started a new story that you must go read. It's really good. To be honest I am actually giving some serious thought to taking the story down and rewriting it. Tell me whether or not you think I should. REVIEW!

Draco: My god woman! You wrote another one!

OA: Yes I did but you're not the ONLY love interest

Hermione: I hope you didn't make me a slut. You authors are always doing that. One boy kisses me and then in the next chapter I'm running around playing tonsil hockey with every other human with a penis.

OA: erm…no…your not a slut. You just have a lot of guys liking you…and stuff.

Draco: Jeez…maybe it's because you ARE a slut

Hermione: Oh PLEASE! Your just jealous because you didn't get anywhere near me in this chapter!

Draco: What are you talking about! You were all over me!

Hermione: I was trying to get away from you, you wanker!

OA: Hey you guys didn't hurt me this time!

Draco/Hermione: Oh ya drop kick author just for the hell of it

OA: REEEEEVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIEEWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!