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I didn't know what to do. Honestly. I had never been so tightly wound up in my whole life. There he stood smirking at me, looking as if he knew exactly what the hell I was doing in his house. I wanted to slap the smirk of his face and at the same time I wanted to hug him and his it off.
But then the common sense kicked into me, and I remembered the little lighting show he had given me not too long ago. He wasn't Draco anymore but another manic Malfoy on the loose.
I looked at him now, beyond the beauty, and I could see it. I could see the coldness that had settled in his eyes, and the ice that had been set around his heart. He looked more dangerous now than I had ever seen. And I felt threatened just to be near him.
I took a step back.
His smile grew wilder as he took a step towards me.
"Are you scared Potter?" He asked hissing the last name of my husband. This cut through me like a knife as I remembered why the hell we had broken apart.
"Why should I be scared of you Malfoy? You're bound to protect me." I shot back at him crossing my elbows as a sign of indignance.
He took another step forward and was now very close to me, so close we were almost touching.
"You should know better Granger. Nobody controls this Malfoy."
"Not even the Voldemort?"
He laughed at this throwing his head back and eyes sparkling with amusement.
"I happen to know that you are aware of the fact that I am more powerful than even Lord Voldemort now." He said his face holding a very serious expression.
I gasped. How did he know that. I had failed my mission, he would surely kill me now.
"Oh now now dearest Hermione, don't worry. I won't tell if you won't." Another amused smirk.
He was toying with me now. I could tell. But instead of our old games, this was a dangerous new one. Where everything was at stake. Including my life. I had to think fast. Faster.
I stepped back from him.
"What are you going to do to me Malfoy?"
He stepped forward into my space once more and lowered his eyes to mine.
"You're a smart girl Hermione. What do you thing I mean to do with you?" He asked.
I held my breath as I realised what he meant to do with me now. He wanted me for amusement. You see that's all I ever really was to Draco Malfoy. The little mudblood girl he used to amuse himself with. I was a possession to him. For a while back then I had hoped otherwise but now I knew better.
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"You're late." An annoyed voice called out from the dark.
I turned to face the voice with a similar annoyed expression on m face.
"You have a problem with that Malfoy?" I asked.
He stepped out of the shadows, and walked towards me. His fair hair contrasting deeply with the darkness of the room.
"When I tell you to come at midnight you will be here at midnight understand?" He said to me vicously.
Of course I was furious at this. I wasn't someone he could order around.
" I am not one of your possessions Malfoy. I don't belong to you and you cannot order me around." I yelled to him, my voice echoing in the empty chamber.
I shook my head and turned to leave. I didn't take two steps before strong hands gripped my wrists and turned me back around.
I was about to yell at him again when he pushed me against a wall and proceeded to claim my mouth furiously.
I resisted for a little bit, but as always ended up giving in to him.
It was as we were kissing that he said it.
"You are mine Hermione. Your mine." He whispered the possessive words against my mouth before both of us completely lost all coherent thoughts.
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"Things have changed Malfoy. You have no hold over me." I said defiantly hoping that what I said was true.
"Absolutely nothing has changed Hermione. Except for the fact that you have soiled yourself with filth like Potter."
My hands itched to slap his face but I held back knowing that even that much of a physical contact with him would be dangerous to me.
"You're a bastard Malfoy. And if Dumbledore wasn't the great man that he was, I would never have volunteered to come see you."
"Ah yes.. Dumbledore asked you to come see me. To see me Hermione or to save me?"
He asked softly.
I blinked. Yes. He was clever. I had never once been able to forget that Malfoy was just as clever as me.
"It doesn't matter now. I see that this was a mistake."
"Oh come on Hermione. Are you giving up so easily?"
"I had hoped Malfoy that you weren't beyond saving. I had hoped that there was something inside of you that was still the old Draco. But he's gone now. I see that now." I turned away from him and stupidly attempted to leave.
He grabbed my wrists and pulled me towards him, my neck was craned to look into his face. His eyes glowered with anger. And I could feel heat radiating through his robes. So many times we were in this position. This time it was different. He was beyond angry. Beyond hurt.
"And what the hell do you think did this to me Granger? Huh. How do you think I became this way. You took away my heart, you took whatever was good in my soul and you left. You never gave me any of it back. Do you know what's inside of me now Granger? Nothing. You left me with nothing. Nothing but the heat Granger. Nothing but the desire I had for you. You took away my everything when you said I do to that bastard Potter. And now you wonder what can save me..." The question hung in the air.
At his words I felt tears stinging my eyes as I realised all the pain I had unknowingly caused him. All the pain that was still inside him. Tears streaming down my face I raised my lips to kiss his in comfort.
He took my offer and kissed me back heatedly. Hungrily devouring all that I had to offer. He had been starving for it all along. But he said it then before we lost our minds.
"Nothing."
End of Chapter
Thank you all for your reviews and for putting up with me. I just really have been busy. I haven't been home in a while, because I've gone to about six different camping trips in the last three weeks. I am tired, but I'm glad I got this chapter written. Enjoy and Review.
