Everlast

Author's note..um... this fic is now abot to end... Two ore three more chappies to go and its finished...

I just want to take this opportunity to thank all of you guys.... for lending me your time... I'm so sorry if i kept you guys waiting... but this is it this long but short fic is now about to end... will start a new one when the new year comes along...

again thank you very much.... i placed this in R just to be sure... its because i kinda think that the relationship a 40 man a 18 year old girl.. could be placed as an abuse...Because admit it.... its more than just an age difference... right?

Disclaimer: nope not mine

"Honey, will you get that door for me?" Mrs.Granger cried out from the kitchen.

Hermione toned down the volume of the television and stood up.

"Hi! I'm Al." Hermione looked at the salesman in front of her. A short and plump man was standing in front of her her. His beam from ear to ear. "Would you like to look at our new line of kitchen wares, Ms..."

"Granger, Hermione." she said, as the man opened his rather large suitcase and presented it to her.

We found her.

Draco looked at the telegram again, he turned the paper over, and there, on the back was her parent's house address.

Hermione raised her finger and another shot glass slid it way down to her. The bartender winked at her and she felt the corner of her lips twitch. She looked at the drink intently then drowned the drink in one gulp. She winced as the feiry hot liquid hit her throat.

She looked around the throbbing nightclub. Sweaty bodies clung to each other as they bounced the steady beat.

Tying her see-through jacket to her bare stomach, she pushed her way to the center of the floor. The alchohol was already numbing her brain, she didn't bother as she felt a hand on her inner thigh, slowly inching its way to her to her crotch. She laughed and threw her head back, placing her head on the shoulder of the man dancing with her. She moaned and ran a tongue on the man's neck as she felt the hand rub the fimsy fabric of her knickers.

Encouraged, the stranger ran a hand to her chest and slipped it under her halter top. "Let's break this joint." He whispered heavily. Hermione smiled and followed as the man pushed his way out of the throng.

The next thing she knew she felt her back slam to the brick wall of a dark alleyway. She smiled dazedly at the man standing in front of her. She giggled as she felt his eyes and hands roam her body. She didn't undersatnd any of those things he was whispering to her ear.

The alchohol was seeping into the tissues of her brain. She couldn't even form a complete thought in her head.

"Draco." hissed Harry as he struggled to pull the man back. The lights inside the house flared open, making Harry wince. "Come...on!"

"HERMIONE!" Draco shouted again. The front door creaked open and out came two elderly coouple. Staring at the two struggling figure in their front lawn.

"Sir, what seems to be the problem?" inquired the old man.

"Mr. Granger," started Harry as he held fast to Draco, dragging him backwards. "I'm truly very sorry for causing you trouble, We..." Draco elbowed Harry and pried himself off his friend's death hug.

"Where's your daughter?" asked Malfoy, walking towards the old couple. "I want to see her, please."

"She's not here." said the man stiffly.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S NOT HERE?" Draco bellowed.

"SIR! Will you please calm down! You'll wake all the neighbors."

"Let them wake up for all I care. Just let me see your daughter."

"She went out, dear." Mrs. Granger answered. As soon as he heard this he punched the garden wall, eliciting an "oh my" from Mrs. Granger, before turning back.

"Malfoy, You can't just." Draco held his hand up, " I don't want to hear anything from you, Potter." Then disapparated.

The man stopped at the hollow of the brunette's neck, were a half heart pendant rested. What's this? He stopped his ministration and touched the pendant.

At this touch, all the alchohol in her brain washed out. leaving it clean and clear. Making her aware of her current situation.

"Who are you? What are you doing to me?" she asked.

"Relax, baby." he answered, kissing her neck. She pushed him off and stuggled to right her outfit before bolting off.

A/N: added a lame scene.... had to have somepne touch the pendant...