A/N: Well, I thought i'd add a new chappie buddie to go with the first chappie. Ok a lil bit of info. 'Pleatus Virginio' is a Dark Art spell that returns the person's virginity. In this case Hermione. Ok so you'll have to read to find out more. This is only going to continue if more people Read and Review.
Sunshine, Silk, Cream, and Pain.
Hermione awoke two days later. After getting up and dressed, she went to the window. The Curtains were a nice satin color, and it overlapped the window as if it had some type of Pride.
Looking out the window Hermione saw things she had never before seen. Seen thing's that should never have to be seen. The warmth of the sunny day was calling her name. A nice breeze to go with the sun.
Malfoy Manor was so beautiful. The way it rode it's extreme beauty on its own. The hills were Perfectly shaped, the grass was emerald green. The tree trunks were black and the leaves were a lime green with ruby apples on some of them.
Of course it wasn't really the gems. It was just how strikingly beautiful it all is. The color given to it all.
As Hermione made her way down the corridor's to get to the breakfast hall she kept wondering when she was going to be able to get back to Hogwarts. She missed Harry and Ron dearly. Even though they both could sometimes be so loud and immature.
Along the last corridor as she was going to the Breakfast Hall she heard two familiar voices. Though she knew this would be a chance for her to get back to Hogwarts, some small part of her was keeping her from doing so.
All this time that she spent at Malfoy Manor, she grew a real liking to it. She heard the voices rising.
"I don't care about any filthy mudblood. Get her out of my house you traitor." came the voice of a female. There was no mistaking it for someone else, it was Narcissa Malfoy. The most arrogant Bitch in the whole of the Magical world. It was obvious where Draco got his temper.
"Narcissa, don't you mistake me for yourself. I will not rid myself of a young girl and strip myself of pleasure. I am well aware that she is a mudblood but, by all means, So was Riddle and you still knew about him and your still following the new version of him. So as much as it can be forgotten about where and who he truly is, Miss Granger's past and who truly is can also be forgotten." said The voice of Lucius Malfoy. Who was growing more furious with his wife by the moment.
"LUCIUS MALFOY, IF YOU DO NOT get that mudblood out of my hou----" she was interrupted by Lucius' rage of thunder.
"YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER ME YOU FILTHY BITCH. WATCH YOUR TONGUE AND KEEP YOU HANDS TO YOURSELF OR SO HELP YOU MERLIN I WILL RIP EVERY PART OF YOU TO SHREDS." and with his anger rising Hermione her a body hit the floor and a cry of pain. It was Narcissa who flew across the floor and was face to face with Hermione, The filthy mudblood.
"Spying are you? Don't you have something better to do you tramp?" spat out Narcissa.
"Oh plenty. And what concern is it of yours?" Hermione calmly said in a matter of fact voice.
The look on the older woman's face was unbelievably evil. It was more than just disgust. It was murder. Hermione gave her a look of superiority and walked past her in a rush. She definitely had to keep herself by someone or by the look of Narcissa Malfoy she was a dead beet.
As soon as Ron was prepared Harry thrust into his anus making him moan loudly in pleasure. His moans was giving Harry so much pleasure and the feel of his anus around his hard cock. Harry caressed ron's thigh and kissed his back. Nibbling and licking, he felt his climax was coming. He stopped the thrusting and tied a hair tie around his nut sack and then thrust back into him.
Moans and pants filled the air and Ron screamed out "Harrrrry" forcing himself harder onto him. Ron's hand began to move fast on his own cock. Sweat was dripping from the both of them making it more warmer. Harry pulled the hair tie off and ron felt himself moan louder as he was filled with harry's come. Ron pulled himself off of Harry and moved to lay down.
The both of them lay there in a quiet manner. The only sound being the pants of trying to receive air.
"Harry.. I've been meaning to talk to you about something." said ron finally breathing normally.
"Yeah..?" replied Harry who was still catching his breath.
"I want you to know." Ron began to breath slightly heavy again but continued "How i feel about you."
Harry's eyes widened. He couldn't say he wasn't expecting this, But not for a while. He couldn't let Ron make a fool of himself.
"You know ron, I'm tired ok. Can we please just talk tomorrow?" said Harry a bit to quickly leaving ron struck dumbfounded.
Harry got up quickly and dressed himself with his wand. He left the room as quick as possible. Ron being a Prefect had his own room so Harry didn't have to stay in there with him. Leaving Ron in his room Harry quickly reached Gryffindor Tower and saw the fat lady in the portrait. He reached the portrait and said "Muff Buddie" and the portrait swung open. Harry climbed in and ran to his room. Once he got to his room he plopped on his bed.
The next morning Harry awoke with a start. He had a dream of Ron in a wedding dress. Him and Ron were going to get married until Snape broke it off singing ghostbusters to Harry and dropping to his knees proposing to him.
He was dreading seeing Ron today. As Harry got up he decided to just avoid him as best as he can. Getting ready he hurried to get his bags for class and went down to breakfast. As he was walking he heard ron shouting for him but harry pretended to not hear him.
After classes and again no sign of Hermione, Harry knew that he had to get to Ron and talk to him about whatever is going on.
Standing in the middle of the forest just outside of the Manor itself Hermione looked around not knowing exactly what to do next. She was outside, free to do whatever yet she didn't know what to do.
The forest was a very beautiful site of course. Much the same as all of the Malfoy's property. Everything was in a neat organized way. The blissful color to everything and the charming way everything stood out.
Hermione decided to sit down in a patch of beautiful periwinkle daisy's and Fuschia lilies. The sun was beaming down on her creamy skin. Beautiful brown hair placed neatly around her shoulders and a nice red robe that a house-elf named Blippy brought to her this morning. The birds were chirping in song tones and the trees were moving in sways that seemed as if they were dancing.
Hermione heard someone behind her. She immediately jumped up and turned toward the person. Draco Malfoy. Watching her as she sat outside of his manor. The look on his face was not a nice look. Hermione felt her heart beginning to beat in a rhythm. It felt as if she couldn't swallow nor could she breath.
He came closer to her but she moved backwards. Each step he took she took a step backwards. It kept going that way until finally Hermione backed into a tree and Draco so close she could feel his breath hard on her lips.
"Why are you here Mudblood?" said draco in a dangerously calm silky voice.
"I-I don't know." She stuttered out as he pushed his body against hers. She felt his warmth capture her warmth in a instant. His cold gray eyes weren't so cold but warm. Like melted mercury. Her body was melting in the sight of him. He was gorgeous, his soft pale skin, luscious lips.
"What do you mean you don't know?" said Draco in the same tone as the first. She was so close to him. The pressure of his body against his in a bed of flowers, it drove her insane on how beautiful he was to her. Draco had never been so close to her. Never.
"Just as i said Malfoy." and she pushed him away, but with no luck did she succeed. Still his body hard against hers.
"What are you doing here Granger?" Asked Draco once again.
"For your Father i suppose." she said wearily and continued "What is it of your concern?"
"Oh, It is a very high concern of mine considering he is my Father."
"He came to my room four nights ago and brought me here."
"Really? And are you sure it was him and not someone else?"
"Oh i am sure. Now if you don't mind releasing me"
"I do mind." Draco said while plunging his mouth against hers, Kissing her so passionately. Her body melted, His lips were so soft yet strong. They were Tenderly Strong. Amazing, She wanted him so badly. Him to touch her, to feel her. But all she received was this kiss and he walked away into the forest leaving her wet and flabbergasted.
