Isn't Peter Pan such an awesome movie? Anyhow please beware that this chapter is a tad bit graphic if you are of a delicate temperament. The R Rating is on.
Chapter Seventeen
"W-what?" Hermione sputtered. This was too much, was she hearing things? "I really do, ever since second year. And now you've changed so much, you're- you're beautiful." He said blushing furiously while staring at the worn smooth flagstones. "Ron." That was all she said. That was all she could manage to say she was so surprised. "I don't know what to say." She said while fidgeting with her hands in her lap. Ron turned around and faced her. "Don't say anything." He whispered while putting a finger on her lips; his whole body tingled by that one touch. He closed his eyes and hit his lips with hers. Hermione was taken aback it was so sudden. She was used to the expertise kissing of Blaise and Draco but Ron was a little sloppy and unpracticed. He had edged closer and was about to put his arms around her when she pulled away. "Ron I can't be doing this. I mean my life is so tangled up right now I need to kind of extricate myself and sort things out. And I need you as a friend right now more than ever." She got up and dusted off her robes. "But maybe someday I will return that kiss." She said and walked down the hallway to her dormitory. She could feel Ron's hurt gaze on her back as she uneasily edged out of the corridor. She entered the empty dormitory and went up to her room. She changed and fell into bed without brushing her teeth or anything. She just knew that she would have to ask Blaise tomorrow about what Malfoy had said. Hermione snoozed for an hour then got up to go to the bathroom. She stretched in front of the mirror and noticed the calendar she had tacked up next to it. It had Saturday circled in red. "Oh no the ball's tomorrow!" Hermione exclaimed stopping in mid yawn. She would have all day tomorrow looking her best for Blaise. She smiled, the first time in a few hours. She went to the bathroom then slept soundly.
Hermione awoke with the sun's rays tickling her face. No doubt Dumbledore was already halfway done with the preparations for the ball. She hoped he liked their ideas. The great hall would be eye candy by nightfall. Hermione changed into some comfortable sweatpants and a tank top then went to go down to the great hall. When she got downstairs to the door she decided against going to the Great Hall. I mean she would have to face Ron, Draco, and possibly Blaise. She wouldn't be able to take it let alone eat. Hermione cautiously opened the door and stepped out. She climbed down a staircase then took a left. She faced an oil painting of a bowl of juicy fruits. She reached up and tickled a pear resting on a banana and an apple. It let out a high pitched giggle and slightly quivered. The painting swung aside to reveal an enormous room filled with pots and pans and the clattering of dishes and the calls of the house elves. There were loaves of bread being baked, steaming pots of stew bubbling, and cups of tea being sent out to the various professors of Hogwarts castle. An elf with green tennis ball eyes and pointy ears scurried toward her. He was wearing a tea cozy and a pair of mismatched socks. It was Dobby.
"Miss Hermione! Where are the masters? How can Dobby help you?" He said delighted by her presence. "Hello Dobby, I'd just like a simple breakfast." She replied. Dobby took her by the hand and brought her to a table by a large flaming grate. Hermione recalled that it was the same spot Winky the house elf had gotten drunk with butter beer. Dobby graciously pulled a chair from a table and she took a seat. "Dobby will be right back!" He said. In a few minutes house elves arrived with platters of breakfast food, apparently Dobby hadn't heeded the word 'simple.' He came with a dish rag asking if she needed anything else. "No I'm fine this is wonderful thanks." Hermione replied. "How do you like it here?" "Oh!" Dobby said joy highlighting his large luminous eyes. "It's wonderful. Dumbledore is so good to me, and he even lets me have breaks!" He said almost jumping with joy. Another house elf appeared next to him. She wore a Hogwarts elf uniform. She smiled shyly at Hermione. Hermione recognized her as Winky and took her hands in hers. "It's so nice to see you both again!" She told them. She wolfed down her breakfast and went to leave. Dobby and Winky urged her to have a cup of tea but she told them she had to go. They bade her farewell and asked her to come again.
Hermione went back to her dormitory and opened up the oak chest in her room. She took out a box made of rosewood and sat on the bed. She opened it and on the silk cushion lay a glass rose. She picked it up feeling the smooth edges of the petals. Then she carefully placed it back and put it on her nightstand. She pulled her robe out of her transfigured novel and put it against her cheek. It was even more beautiful than she had remembered it. She held the robe in one hand and picked up the rose by its slender glass stem. She brought it up to her nose and sniffed it. Glitter flew up in a swirl and surrounded her; all she could see was a blur of red rose petals circling her, their sweet scent making her nostrils tingle. When it stopped she was in a slightly cluttered room with posters of celebrities tacked onto the wall, a closet bulging with clothes, and make up and nail polish scattered on the bed and dresser. She was in her muggle friend Lisa's room. Hermione happily walked around the room gazing at familiar surroundings. The rose was a special gift from Lisa on her birthday. It was a sort of best friends forever rose if you know what I mean. She had learned a few complicated spells from the library and had transformed it into a portkey to Lisa's room. It was very convenient, Lisa loved it. Hermione of course had told her all about magic, and had even proved it to her by sneaking her into Diagon Alley once.
She was looking at a poster on the wall when the bedroom door opened and Lisa entered bringing an aroma of her mother's famous chocolate chip pancakes. Lisa squealed and leapt on her giving her a bear hug. "O my god you're actually here, you're actually here!" She said jumping up and down in excitement. Lisa had a healthy tan complexion, dark wavy hair which framed her face, and crystal blue eyes. She was wearing pajamas with teddy bears on them and a t-shirt from the concert she and Hermione had gone to over the summer. She grabbed Hermione's hand and they sat on the bed. "How's school tell me everything!" She said eagerly. Hermione told her everything, her problems about Draco and Blaise...and Ron. "Wow! You've got three guys after you if I were you I'd love that!" Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes, typical Lisa. "So what should I do?" Hermione asked. "Hmmm..." She said scratching her chin. "I've got it. I think you should try 'em all out. Then you know who's best." Lisa said clearly satisfied with her two cents of wisdom. "That just doesn't seem fair...It's not me." Hermione said staring at the faded blue carpet. "Anyway, so how's everything here?" Hermione asked. "O my God you won't believe this! You know your neighbor Nathan? Well he keeps asking me like where you are because he doesn't see you around anymore." She and Hermione both giggled. "Anyway so what brings you here to my royal chamber?" Lisa asked twirling around her room. "Well we have this ball coming up, actually its today, and I was wondering if you could help me get ready!" Hermione said. "Oh that would be awesome! What are you going to wear?" Lisa exclaimed. Hermione picked up her robes and laid it out on the bed. "Oh this is so pretty...I'm jealous!" Lisa said. So first Hermione and Lisa went downstairs and ate some of her mother's pancakes (her mother was out tending to her beloved vegetable garden) and then they went back up to Lisa's room. "Ok let's see. How about we start with your nails and stuff?" They picked out a color that would match with dress robe from Lisa's vast collection of nail polish. Then Lisa set to work, as she was an expert at these things. She had a job at the local beauty parlor during the summer and after school in fall.
Then Lisa did Hermione's hair, following a hairstyle she had found in a magazine. Then she carefully applied Hermione's makeup. Hermione looked at the time and gasped it was already four o'clock! The day had passed so quickly, that was how it was when you were in Lisa's company. You had so much fun you didn't notice the time flying. After Lisa was done putting on her finishing touches Hermione thanked her and gave her a hug. "Thanks so much, if it wasn't for you I would look like a hag at the ball." Hermione said smiling from ear to ear. "I'm so jealous I wish I was a witch, you get hot guys and dances!" Lisa said wistfully. "My work here is done." She said in a mocking resigned tone. Hermione grabbed her robe off the bed and gave Lisa one last hug then picked up her glass rose. She sniffed it and the glitter once again spiraled around her with red rose petals. Hermione reappeared in her room. To kill time she picked up the book she had transfigured as a case for her dress robe and started reading. She didn't want to ruin all of Lisa's hard work the ball would be in a few hours.
Hermione looked up from her book a few hours later. She was on the last chapter and a few pages from the end. Hermione normally finished books in an hour or a half but this was a thick one that is why it was such a good case for her dress robe. She saw it was a quarter to seven so she hurriedly finished the last few pages then got up. She was really excited because by judging herself in the mirror she knew she looked beautiful. She slipped on her dress robe and looked at the effect in the mirror. It was marvelous. She slipped on some shoes she had borrowed from Lisa. They went perfectly with her robes. She admired herself in the mirror once more then opened the door. She stepped outside and went down the stairs. She was going to meet Blaise at the entrance to the great hall. Hermione saw Draco step out of his room looking sexy as ever. He was wearing green ink blot robes and his hair had a slightly ruffled and attractive look. Hermione shook her head and left the room. Apparently he hadn't seen her yet.
Around the castle everyone was walking and admiring each other and excited to go to the ball. Everywhere she went she had eyes staring at her. She looked better than she did at the yule ball three years ago. She saw Lavender Brown walking with Ron and Harry walking with Ginny. Ginny squealed when she saw her and Harry and Ron didn't recognize her at first. "You look great!" Ginny exclaimed catching a hold of her hands. Ron looked at her wistfully. Hermione waited by the entrance for Blaise, he arrived three minutes later. He was wearing deep maroon robes with his hair gelled. 'He looks so cute!' Hermione thought. She had forgotten all about the discussion she needed to have with Blaise regarding what Malfoy had said. They held hands after Blaise had commented on her dress and entered the great hall. It was abuzz with couples and professors. Hermione was delighted by the appearance of the ball, it had come out magnificent. There were trees with wood nymphs dancing on them, fluttering glittery faeries, and too much more to describe. Blaise led them to a table in the corner. The band that Draco had chosen started to play and a few couples moved out onto the dance floor. Blaise led her by the hand to the dance floor. "May I have this dance?" He asked charmingly. "Of course." Hermione said and they waltzed around the room being watched by the onlookers. Dumbledore said that the food was ready so they retreated to the table. It was the same as the yule ball. Dumbledore picked up a menu said what he wanted and it appeared on his plate. Blaise and Hermione ate and then went back to the dance floor. Hermione saw Draco staring at her slightly open mouthed glaring at Blaise. The lights dimmed and another band came up to play a slow song. Hermione lay in Blaise's arms while moving to the music. In a few minutes Malfoy appeared and said; "May I have a dance?" She looked at Blaise and he nodded while sneering at Malfoy. Hermione danced with him sort of avoiding too much close contact. "So you didn't believe me?" Draco whispered into her ear. She looked at him with fury in her eyes. "No. I could never trust a Malfoy." Hermione stopped then went back to Blaise.
They danced like that till midnight, sometimes to slow dances and sometimes to wild and fast ones. Hermione's feet ached she had been asked to dance from people like Colin Creevey, and even a few Slytherins. Ron had of course asked her and she had consented. Then people started leaving so Hermione and Blaise decided to leave too. Hermione limped up the stairs, a few people like Neville had accidentally stepped on her feet while they were dancing. "I can carry you to your room." Blaise suggested. "Oh no, that would be too much." Hermione said laughing the idea away but then Blaise suddenly picked her up and carried her all the way to their dormitory. Hermione quickly whispered the password when they reached the door and Blaise entered without even grunting under her weight and ran up the stairs to her dormitory. He gently dropped her on the bed and Hermione looked up at him at what she thought seducingly. Apparently it was the right look and she slowly got up and put her arms around Blaise. She licked his lips and when he opened slid her tongue through (she was an expert by now). They stood their making out and Blaise pressed her down on the bed. Hermione opened up Blaise's robes and threw them to the floor. Blaise did the same with hers. Hermione groaned because Blaise had started to massage her breasts while deepening his kiss. She was about to pull away to tell him to stop, to tell him all she wanted to do was kiss him but Blaise was on top of her. She stopped the kiss and put her head to the side and pushed lightly at his chest. "Blaise stop."
But he didn't. Hermione was a little frightened now all the things Malfoy had said were coming back to her now. "Blaise!" She shrieked. He got up and looked at her glaring. "What's your problem? You never want to do anything more than kiss. I'm your boyfriend." Hermione glared back. "I said no. And I am not ready." She got up. "I-I don't want to see you anymore." "Well that's not going to happen." Blaise said and pushed her back on the bed. He reached into his pockets and pulled out something that glinted in the dim light. A pair of handcuffs. He took Hermione's hands and locked them against the bed railing so that she couldn't move despite her struggle. She had left her wand in her dress robes which lay on the other side of the room. "B-blaise what are you d-doing?" Hermione asked sputtering with fright. Everything was going wrong.
"Well I suppose you know what I'm going to do to you know, whether you like it or not. But first I'd like you to know why." He sneered at her. Hermione's mind was too frightened to register anything. "As you know my dear old friend Draco was to be recruited as a death eater this year. He is the son of the Dark Lord's right hand man. Well apparently Draco refused and came up with a load of shit how didn't want to be a part of his father's evil doings anymore and that he was done. His father was furious, and he looked upon me for help. His father and mine are close friends and I was like the son to Lucius he always wanted. I didn't defend the muggles like Draco did. He changed over the past two years. So we concocted a plan to give an heir to the Dark Lord. Someone with powerful blood, who can continue his noble work. And the Dark Lord agreed. And this trip to Hogwarts was perfect. It was my idea to visit Hogwarts once again using the excuse of the Triwizard Tournament celebration. It was I who told it to Mirkanof. I had come to Hogwarts in my first year but left in the middle because Dumbledore was a muggle loving fool and Durmstrang was so much better." "Dumbledore is not a fool! It's you-" Hermione started but Blaise cut her off. "Silence!" "Coming back to the present, the Dark Lord said that the heir should have the blood of a brave rebellious gryffindor, and the cunning and slyness of a slytherin. He chose slytherin because it was his own house. And it is my duty to produce that heir." He stopped and a maniacal grin crossed his face. "I will be rewarded by the Dark Lord with power." Hermione was too weak to scream and her constant struggle against the handcuffs was wearing her out. "Don't think of screaming, it won't help. I had Crabbe and Goyle mix a special draught in the punch which everyone drank from. No one will hear you now. And I intend to fulfill my duties to the utmost."
He came closer to Hermione and she whimpered. "Please no... Please!" He stroked her cheek gently and then ripped off her clothes. Hermione shrieked and attempted to kick him but he was always out of reach. He had stripped her down to her bra and underwear and she was trying to cover herself, but you can't go far after having your hands chained. He squeezed her breasts with his icy hands and bit her lip. Her forced open her mouth and forced a kiss. Hermione spit on him and he slapped her. She whimpered hopelessly and he opened the clasp of her bra. Hermione was sobbing uncontrollably now. He sucked her breasts while Hermione furiously tried to kick him again and again. He deftly slid off her panties and opened her legs with one hand. He was touching her sensitive area and then he stood up. He unzipped his pants and said "to the Dark Lord." He launched himself at her and inserted himself into her. Hermione moaned and shrieked in pain and he thrust in and out of her as his seed fell inside of her. He licked her while doing this to cause her more disgust. Then it ended and he put on his clothes. Hermione was sobbing uncontrollably. "Blaise I thought you loved me but you're just a bastard." Hermione cried said over and over again.
The door suddenly opened at Hermione's entrance to the bathroom, and there standing in fury was Draco.
Chapter Seventeen
"W-what?" Hermione sputtered. This was too much, was she hearing things? "I really do, ever since second year. And now you've changed so much, you're- you're beautiful." He said blushing furiously while staring at the worn smooth flagstones. "Ron." That was all she said. That was all she could manage to say she was so surprised. "I don't know what to say." She said while fidgeting with her hands in her lap. Ron turned around and faced her. "Don't say anything." He whispered while putting a finger on her lips; his whole body tingled by that one touch. He closed his eyes and hit his lips with hers. Hermione was taken aback it was so sudden. She was used to the expertise kissing of Blaise and Draco but Ron was a little sloppy and unpracticed. He had edged closer and was about to put his arms around her when she pulled away. "Ron I can't be doing this. I mean my life is so tangled up right now I need to kind of extricate myself and sort things out. And I need you as a friend right now more than ever." She got up and dusted off her robes. "But maybe someday I will return that kiss." She said and walked down the hallway to her dormitory. She could feel Ron's hurt gaze on her back as she uneasily edged out of the corridor. She entered the empty dormitory and went up to her room. She changed and fell into bed without brushing her teeth or anything. She just knew that she would have to ask Blaise tomorrow about what Malfoy had said. Hermione snoozed for an hour then got up to go to the bathroom. She stretched in front of the mirror and noticed the calendar she had tacked up next to it. It had Saturday circled in red. "Oh no the ball's tomorrow!" Hermione exclaimed stopping in mid yawn. She would have all day tomorrow looking her best for Blaise. She smiled, the first time in a few hours. She went to the bathroom then slept soundly.
Hermione awoke with the sun's rays tickling her face. No doubt Dumbledore was already halfway done with the preparations for the ball. She hoped he liked their ideas. The great hall would be eye candy by nightfall. Hermione changed into some comfortable sweatpants and a tank top then went to go down to the great hall. When she got downstairs to the door she decided against going to the Great Hall. I mean she would have to face Ron, Draco, and possibly Blaise. She wouldn't be able to take it let alone eat. Hermione cautiously opened the door and stepped out. She climbed down a staircase then took a left. She faced an oil painting of a bowl of juicy fruits. She reached up and tickled a pear resting on a banana and an apple. It let out a high pitched giggle and slightly quivered. The painting swung aside to reveal an enormous room filled with pots and pans and the clattering of dishes and the calls of the house elves. There were loaves of bread being baked, steaming pots of stew bubbling, and cups of tea being sent out to the various professors of Hogwarts castle. An elf with green tennis ball eyes and pointy ears scurried toward her. He was wearing a tea cozy and a pair of mismatched socks. It was Dobby.
"Miss Hermione! Where are the masters? How can Dobby help you?" He said delighted by her presence. "Hello Dobby, I'd just like a simple breakfast." She replied. Dobby took her by the hand and brought her to a table by a large flaming grate. Hermione recalled that it was the same spot Winky the house elf had gotten drunk with butter beer. Dobby graciously pulled a chair from a table and she took a seat. "Dobby will be right back!" He said. In a few minutes house elves arrived with platters of breakfast food, apparently Dobby hadn't heeded the word 'simple.' He came with a dish rag asking if she needed anything else. "No I'm fine this is wonderful thanks." Hermione replied. "How do you like it here?" "Oh!" Dobby said joy highlighting his large luminous eyes. "It's wonderful. Dumbledore is so good to me, and he even lets me have breaks!" He said almost jumping with joy. Another house elf appeared next to him. She wore a Hogwarts elf uniform. She smiled shyly at Hermione. Hermione recognized her as Winky and took her hands in hers. "It's so nice to see you both again!" She told them. She wolfed down her breakfast and went to leave. Dobby and Winky urged her to have a cup of tea but she told them she had to go. They bade her farewell and asked her to come again.
Hermione went back to her dormitory and opened up the oak chest in her room. She took out a box made of rosewood and sat on the bed. She opened it and on the silk cushion lay a glass rose. She picked it up feeling the smooth edges of the petals. Then she carefully placed it back and put it on her nightstand. She pulled her robe out of her transfigured novel and put it against her cheek. It was even more beautiful than she had remembered it. She held the robe in one hand and picked up the rose by its slender glass stem. She brought it up to her nose and sniffed it. Glitter flew up in a swirl and surrounded her; all she could see was a blur of red rose petals circling her, their sweet scent making her nostrils tingle. When it stopped she was in a slightly cluttered room with posters of celebrities tacked onto the wall, a closet bulging with clothes, and make up and nail polish scattered on the bed and dresser. She was in her muggle friend Lisa's room. Hermione happily walked around the room gazing at familiar surroundings. The rose was a special gift from Lisa on her birthday. It was a sort of best friends forever rose if you know what I mean. She had learned a few complicated spells from the library and had transformed it into a portkey to Lisa's room. It was very convenient, Lisa loved it. Hermione of course had told her all about magic, and had even proved it to her by sneaking her into Diagon Alley once.
She was looking at a poster on the wall when the bedroom door opened and Lisa entered bringing an aroma of her mother's famous chocolate chip pancakes. Lisa squealed and leapt on her giving her a bear hug. "O my god you're actually here, you're actually here!" She said jumping up and down in excitement. Lisa had a healthy tan complexion, dark wavy hair which framed her face, and crystal blue eyes. She was wearing pajamas with teddy bears on them and a t-shirt from the concert she and Hermione had gone to over the summer. She grabbed Hermione's hand and they sat on the bed. "How's school tell me everything!" She said eagerly. Hermione told her everything, her problems about Draco and Blaise...and Ron. "Wow! You've got three guys after you if I were you I'd love that!" Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes, typical Lisa. "So what should I do?" Hermione asked. "Hmmm..." She said scratching her chin. "I've got it. I think you should try 'em all out. Then you know who's best." Lisa said clearly satisfied with her two cents of wisdom. "That just doesn't seem fair...It's not me." Hermione said staring at the faded blue carpet. "Anyway, so how's everything here?" Hermione asked. "O my God you won't believe this! You know your neighbor Nathan? Well he keeps asking me like where you are because he doesn't see you around anymore." She and Hermione both giggled. "Anyway so what brings you here to my royal chamber?" Lisa asked twirling around her room. "Well we have this ball coming up, actually its today, and I was wondering if you could help me get ready!" Hermione said. "Oh that would be awesome! What are you going to wear?" Lisa exclaimed. Hermione picked up her robes and laid it out on the bed. "Oh this is so pretty...I'm jealous!" Lisa said. So first Hermione and Lisa went downstairs and ate some of her mother's pancakes (her mother was out tending to her beloved vegetable garden) and then they went back up to Lisa's room. "Ok let's see. How about we start with your nails and stuff?" They picked out a color that would match with dress robe from Lisa's vast collection of nail polish. Then Lisa set to work, as she was an expert at these things. She had a job at the local beauty parlor during the summer and after school in fall.
Then Lisa did Hermione's hair, following a hairstyle she had found in a magazine. Then she carefully applied Hermione's makeup. Hermione looked at the time and gasped it was already four o'clock! The day had passed so quickly, that was how it was when you were in Lisa's company. You had so much fun you didn't notice the time flying. After Lisa was done putting on her finishing touches Hermione thanked her and gave her a hug. "Thanks so much, if it wasn't for you I would look like a hag at the ball." Hermione said smiling from ear to ear. "I'm so jealous I wish I was a witch, you get hot guys and dances!" Lisa said wistfully. "My work here is done." She said in a mocking resigned tone. Hermione grabbed her robe off the bed and gave Lisa one last hug then picked up her glass rose. She sniffed it and the glitter once again spiraled around her with red rose petals. Hermione reappeared in her room. To kill time she picked up the book she had transfigured as a case for her dress robe and started reading. She didn't want to ruin all of Lisa's hard work the ball would be in a few hours.
Hermione looked up from her book a few hours later. She was on the last chapter and a few pages from the end. Hermione normally finished books in an hour or a half but this was a thick one that is why it was such a good case for her dress robe. She saw it was a quarter to seven so she hurriedly finished the last few pages then got up. She was really excited because by judging herself in the mirror she knew she looked beautiful. She slipped on her dress robe and looked at the effect in the mirror. It was marvelous. She slipped on some shoes she had borrowed from Lisa. They went perfectly with her robes. She admired herself in the mirror once more then opened the door. She stepped outside and went down the stairs. She was going to meet Blaise at the entrance to the great hall. Hermione saw Draco step out of his room looking sexy as ever. He was wearing green ink blot robes and his hair had a slightly ruffled and attractive look. Hermione shook her head and left the room. Apparently he hadn't seen her yet.
Around the castle everyone was walking and admiring each other and excited to go to the ball. Everywhere she went she had eyes staring at her. She looked better than she did at the yule ball three years ago. She saw Lavender Brown walking with Ron and Harry walking with Ginny. Ginny squealed when she saw her and Harry and Ron didn't recognize her at first. "You look great!" Ginny exclaimed catching a hold of her hands. Ron looked at her wistfully. Hermione waited by the entrance for Blaise, he arrived three minutes later. He was wearing deep maroon robes with his hair gelled. 'He looks so cute!' Hermione thought. She had forgotten all about the discussion she needed to have with Blaise regarding what Malfoy had said. They held hands after Blaise had commented on her dress and entered the great hall. It was abuzz with couples and professors. Hermione was delighted by the appearance of the ball, it had come out magnificent. There were trees with wood nymphs dancing on them, fluttering glittery faeries, and too much more to describe. Blaise led them to a table in the corner. The band that Draco had chosen started to play and a few couples moved out onto the dance floor. Blaise led her by the hand to the dance floor. "May I have this dance?" He asked charmingly. "Of course." Hermione said and they waltzed around the room being watched by the onlookers. Dumbledore said that the food was ready so they retreated to the table. It was the same as the yule ball. Dumbledore picked up a menu said what he wanted and it appeared on his plate. Blaise and Hermione ate and then went back to the dance floor. Hermione saw Draco staring at her slightly open mouthed glaring at Blaise. The lights dimmed and another band came up to play a slow song. Hermione lay in Blaise's arms while moving to the music. In a few minutes Malfoy appeared and said; "May I have a dance?" She looked at Blaise and he nodded while sneering at Malfoy. Hermione danced with him sort of avoiding too much close contact. "So you didn't believe me?" Draco whispered into her ear. She looked at him with fury in her eyes. "No. I could never trust a Malfoy." Hermione stopped then went back to Blaise.
They danced like that till midnight, sometimes to slow dances and sometimes to wild and fast ones. Hermione's feet ached she had been asked to dance from people like Colin Creevey, and even a few Slytherins. Ron had of course asked her and she had consented. Then people started leaving so Hermione and Blaise decided to leave too. Hermione limped up the stairs, a few people like Neville had accidentally stepped on her feet while they were dancing. "I can carry you to your room." Blaise suggested. "Oh no, that would be too much." Hermione said laughing the idea away but then Blaise suddenly picked her up and carried her all the way to their dormitory. Hermione quickly whispered the password when they reached the door and Blaise entered without even grunting under her weight and ran up the stairs to her dormitory. He gently dropped her on the bed and Hermione looked up at him at what she thought seducingly. Apparently it was the right look and she slowly got up and put her arms around Blaise. She licked his lips and when he opened slid her tongue through (she was an expert by now). They stood their making out and Blaise pressed her down on the bed. Hermione opened up Blaise's robes and threw them to the floor. Blaise did the same with hers. Hermione groaned because Blaise had started to massage her breasts while deepening his kiss. She was about to pull away to tell him to stop, to tell him all she wanted to do was kiss him but Blaise was on top of her. She stopped the kiss and put her head to the side and pushed lightly at his chest. "Blaise stop."
But he didn't. Hermione was a little frightened now all the things Malfoy had said were coming back to her now. "Blaise!" She shrieked. He got up and looked at her glaring. "What's your problem? You never want to do anything more than kiss. I'm your boyfriend." Hermione glared back. "I said no. And I am not ready." She got up. "I-I don't want to see you anymore." "Well that's not going to happen." Blaise said and pushed her back on the bed. He reached into his pockets and pulled out something that glinted in the dim light. A pair of handcuffs. He took Hermione's hands and locked them against the bed railing so that she couldn't move despite her struggle. She had left her wand in her dress robes which lay on the other side of the room. "B-blaise what are you d-doing?" Hermione asked sputtering with fright. Everything was going wrong.
"Well I suppose you know what I'm going to do to you know, whether you like it or not. But first I'd like you to know why." He sneered at her. Hermione's mind was too frightened to register anything. "As you know my dear old friend Draco was to be recruited as a death eater this year. He is the son of the Dark Lord's right hand man. Well apparently Draco refused and came up with a load of shit how didn't want to be a part of his father's evil doings anymore and that he was done. His father was furious, and he looked upon me for help. His father and mine are close friends and I was like the son to Lucius he always wanted. I didn't defend the muggles like Draco did. He changed over the past two years. So we concocted a plan to give an heir to the Dark Lord. Someone with powerful blood, who can continue his noble work. And the Dark Lord agreed. And this trip to Hogwarts was perfect. It was my idea to visit Hogwarts once again using the excuse of the Triwizard Tournament celebration. It was I who told it to Mirkanof. I had come to Hogwarts in my first year but left in the middle because Dumbledore was a muggle loving fool and Durmstrang was so much better." "Dumbledore is not a fool! It's you-" Hermione started but Blaise cut her off. "Silence!" "Coming back to the present, the Dark Lord said that the heir should have the blood of a brave rebellious gryffindor, and the cunning and slyness of a slytherin. He chose slytherin because it was his own house. And it is my duty to produce that heir." He stopped and a maniacal grin crossed his face. "I will be rewarded by the Dark Lord with power." Hermione was too weak to scream and her constant struggle against the handcuffs was wearing her out. "Don't think of screaming, it won't help. I had Crabbe and Goyle mix a special draught in the punch which everyone drank from. No one will hear you now. And I intend to fulfill my duties to the utmost."
He came closer to Hermione and she whimpered. "Please no... Please!" He stroked her cheek gently and then ripped off her clothes. Hermione shrieked and attempted to kick him but he was always out of reach. He had stripped her down to her bra and underwear and she was trying to cover herself, but you can't go far after having your hands chained. He squeezed her breasts with his icy hands and bit her lip. Her forced open her mouth and forced a kiss. Hermione spit on him and he slapped her. She whimpered hopelessly and he opened the clasp of her bra. Hermione was sobbing uncontrollably now. He sucked her breasts while Hermione furiously tried to kick him again and again. He deftly slid off her panties and opened her legs with one hand. He was touching her sensitive area and then he stood up. He unzipped his pants and said "to the Dark Lord." He launched himself at her and inserted himself into her. Hermione moaned and shrieked in pain and he thrust in and out of her as his seed fell inside of her. He licked her while doing this to cause her more disgust. Then it ended and he put on his clothes. Hermione was sobbing uncontrollably. "Blaise I thought you loved me but you're just a bastard." Hermione cried said over and over again.
The door suddenly opened at Hermione's entrance to the bathroom, and there standing in fury was Draco.