Not What You Think
Chapter 6
As I watch the stone sink my heart breaks. I am not in much pain, which is good. I've a very high pain tolerance. The stone was something good, perfect, so unlike me. I wanted to keep it.
But whatever. It no longer matters. I am free. He is finished hurting me. Finished forever. Finally I can do things without the fear that once so plagued me. Never again will I need to hurt myself. Never again!
Hermione. This is an entirely new fear. I cannot let her know about this. Her mile long fuse has been burnt down to the last. Okay… um, must think of a plausible reason to avoid her.
Think… think… thin- I have it! Need to get to my room.
In the house, running up the stairs. My door is closed. I left it open. I open it a crack. Harry in my room…………….. Oh Goddess Hermione. I listen.
"So Hermione … you're not seeing anyone." I want to scream. She is seeing someone! More pressing matters. I can practically HEAR Hermione pale. She can't tell him about me.
"Err, no I'm not seeing anyone." Even though I know it is a complete lie it still stings. I want to be able to climb ton top of the world and scream that I belong to her. It speaks again.
"So I was wondering if you might want to go to Diagon Ally with me." She has to lie again.
"Um, Harry aren't you seeing Ginny?" NO!! I want to yell, but I contain myself, this is almost over, just a little longer.
"No we broke up earlier today. She was to immature for me." I explode. I mean I EXPLODE. I am no longer in control of my actions. My anger takes the wheel and steers. I swing the door so hard that it hits the wall so hard that there is now a doorknob-sized hole in the wall. Both of the people in the room turn to me. I am completely psycho right now.
My wand in my hand. Every curse and hex that I have any knowledge of running through my head. There are so many things that I could do for my revenge. So many things that I could make come off of him.
But in my rage and slight stupidity I simply yell "Petrificus Totalus." I don't understand it at first, but I get an explanation. I hear a female voice yelling in this morbid, almost evil voice.
"You ever loving Stupid son of a bitch. Pointless waste of space your mother ought to have swallowed you. For two years you have beaten me, you have raped me. For TWO YEARS. And now you want to say that I'm immature?!?!?! I WISH I were immature. But you took that from me didn't you? Her-" I point at Hermione. "She is mine. MINE!! Rot you piece of shit, ROT."
I look at Hermione. She is staring at me in awe. I have been holding that inside myself for so long. I am back in control now. I- oh my cock! What have I done? I was far too loud.
Hermione turns to our dresser. She opens all of the drawers. I pull our suitcases out of the closet and leave It open. She points at everything and yells "pack" at it. It does, quite quickly and neatly.
I hear my family coming from all corners of the house. We look at each other. She looks past me to the door.
I hear Fred and George. I hold the door closed with my wand. Hermione pulls me to her away from the door just before it is knocked open with great force. Well that might have hurt.
The door is open, all of my family are staring into my room. Looking at Hermione and I. She lowers her face to mine and I feel this sensation in my lower abdomen. We are apparating. I am being pulled along with her.
I have no fucking clue where in mother fuck we are. I look around and recognize nothing. Hermione walks away from me. I stand alone in this unfamiliar place. I look around again. The room is large, dark green. There is very little light. It's depressing… it's perfect.
Hermione walks back into the room followed by… MALFOY??? My mouth is open, I'm sure of it. She brought me to Malfoy's house. SHE is in Malfoy's house. WTF? She comes over to me and shuts my mouth.
Give her a look that positively screams 'Have you gone off your rocker?!?!' She returns a look that says 'no'. I believe her.
Malfoy walks over to me and he holds out his hand. I look at it. I continue look at it. Hermione rolls her eyes at me. "It isn't poison." She says to me.
I feel foolish. I firmly take hold of his hand. It burns a little. I don't pull away, not until I feel him pull away. I look at my hand. There is a small cut and my blood is slowly pouring out. Crimson filth, tainted by my past.
I feel a little better as I watch the blood pour out. This has always been a solace for me. It comforts me, tells me that I am still alive. Sometimes I cut just to see if I still bleed.
Malfoy and Hermione exchange a look. Though I can't tell what they mean by it- their faces are blank- I know that I just passed some sort of test. They start walking through the manor. We pass a kitchen.
Malfoy turns to me. "Are you hungry?" I shake my head, I am not hungry for food, knowledge of what is going on, yes that I want. We continue walking. After a while we are outside an door with intricate engravings on it. The is a D written inside the tangles and an M as well. Malfoy traces them with smooth movements. For a moment it seems as though his forefinger is one with the door. And then it opens.
I find myself inside Draco Malfoy's personal library. Holy shit it is marvelous. If I were to have a nervous breakdown this would be a lovely place to have it. So many books, so many. This place makes Hogwarts' library look like a bookshelf. And on top of it all the whole thing is like a restricted section.
Books that I had never before been permitted to read now sit comfortably before me inside their shelves. Hermione looks at me and smiles. The 'I knew you'd like this' type of smile. Malfoy sits in a tall backed chair. Hermione sits in one next to his.
They both look at me and then to the third chair across a small table from them. I take the hint and sit down. The first one to speak is Malfoy. "I suppose you would like to know exactly what is going on." I look him in the eye. "Yes." I reply.
"Well, Voldemort is dead." That is how the beginning of the rest of my life began. "Hermione and I killed him a little over four months ago. Now all that is left is for us to find a fourth." At this a Slytherin girl from my year walks in and takes the seat next to mine. "One would assume that a smart girl like you know of the prophesy that contradicts Potter's." He continues. I nod my head. I had read about it last year.
"Well you see we are the people in that prophesy. Hermione befriended me in our fifth year. Together we started planning. That prophesy- if fulfilled- could change the course of our world. In a good way. Muggleborns and purebloods and halfbloods working together to make the wizarding world what it should be."
Hermione stands and pulls a book off a shelf. She brings it over to the table. She opens to page 693. She looks to Malfoy, who nods to her. She reads aloud. "An allegiance of four. Two snakes and two lions. Three females, one male. And arrogant Pureblood snake. A kind halfblood snake. A fiery pureblood lion. An amazing mudblood lion. These four will change the world. No more will there be good and evil. The will be one almighty. An ultimate unity in all of wizarding kind. These four will be the ones to end the war. They will rule the world in peace. In perfect love and perfect trust."
Malfoy looks to me. "As you see our destiny has begun to run its course. Hermione and I killed the Dark leader. Harry Potter has turned. He cannot survive our cause. What he has done to you will not go unpunished. Hermione and Moira have already started to see to that. And now if I may stop being so formal… Welcome to your life." Hew stands and envelopes me in his arms.
Hermione stands. She too covers me in her warmth and then Moira does. I am stressed. Very stressed. My nerves are shot. Surprise! I am one of the four Alitees. That was the prophesy. The Alitees. I pick the book up. I continue to read to myself where Hermione left off.
'The leader of the Dark world will be defeated by the Mudblood Lion and the Pureblood Snake. The leader of the light world will turn into something horrible. He will turn on the pureblood Lion and he will fall. The Halfblood Snake will be found in a state of near-mortis. She will turn away from her muggle Father and to the Alitee. The mudblood Lion befriends the pureblood snake when she finds him mangled by his malicious father. Together they turn away from their roots and begin the Alitee.'
Hermione walks over to me. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" I turn into her shoulder and cry. I was destined for this pain. I was destined to find her. I am destined to tame my family and get revenge. I cannot take it. It hurts so badly. Everything that I have been suppressing for so long is coming out now in my tears.
Hermione's breath on my ear is all I can think of. All I can focus on for fear of passing out. I hold her as tightly as I can. She is my rock. She is in my life forever. The two lions are meant to live as one. As well as the two snakes. I have found my only. I have found my purpose. I am now in my life.
She takes my hand and leads me to her… our room. It has the same cold and comfort as the rest of the house. I fall in love with our room. I fall in love with her again. She leads me to our bed. Our bed, it sounds so right. I fall into the most restful sleep of my life in the arms of my love. Tomorrow is a big day. Tomorrow we have to prepare for Hogwarts. For a new year, filled with lies and deceit and revenge and reform.
I wake at three in the morning and she is looking at me. My cuts are gone. My past cleansed. I turn over.
I want to get back to sleep, I cannot do that looking at her. All that happens to me when I look at her is well, I just get turned on. I already had a nice graphic... dream about her. I need no help getting worked up.
"One would wonder ,since you just had a very nice dream about us, why you would turn away from me when I am the one who can make you feel it for real." Her hand is on my thigh. Tracing small circles.
A sharp intake of breath and a triumphant smirk from my lover. I am on my back now. She is on top of me. She nuzzles my neck and then sucks and bites, making sure to leave marks in her wake.
She smirks at me and moves her entire body downward. She pulls my blaxk tee over my head and stares at my breasts. "Lovley." She says. She looks into my eye one last time and then she puts her hand down onto my right breast.
She rolls it around in small circles. She looks at my nipple, seemingly not satisfied. She runs one finger in circles, touching everywherebut where i long for her.She takes my breast in her mouth onlywhenI whimper, begging her to.
She sucks on my nipple and then pulls back and blows on it. She smiles triumphantly."S'more like it." she mumbles. I smile at her and she runs her thumb along my lower lip. She bites down on it.
Ipull hertounge into my mouth and massage it. She takes time to study what it's like in there. She is herself in everything she does. Attentive to a fault.
She trails wet kisses down my shect, my stomach, my lower abdomen. Her fingers slip into the waistbacd of my pajama pants. She pulls themoff of me. She smirks at me. I know what that is about. I don't wear underwear when i sleep. She finds it cute.
She carreses me. I moan. She comes up to my face. She whispers in my ear. "Are you verywet for me?" she asks. I nod and moan. Her words are tormenting me, turning me on further if you can believe it.
"Tell me."She says.
"I'm wet for you."
"Close. But not quite. I want you to tell me how wet you are for me." I smirk at her.
"I Generva Weasley am very, very wet for you Hermione Granger.." I take this opportunity to even the clothes situation out. I pull her tee shirt over her head. I pull her pajama pants down and off of her. She is not wearing anything underweareither. I believe I have begun to rub off on her.
"Are you very satisfied?"
"Yes." She says and literally jumps on me. She crushes her face against mine in a fierce almost desperate kiss. Lips bruising, teeth scraping, the type of kiss I've only ever dreamed of before now.
She moves down, she strokes my nub. I moan. I am dizzy, so dizzy. But in the good way. My eyes are half closed. My entire body convulsing in pleasure. She slids two of her long piano playing fingers inside me.
Against my will I scream. My hips buck against her hand violently. She removes them and i whimper, Goddess when did I become the type to beg? Duh, when you started shagging her!A moment later i feel her tounge inside me.
A series of thrusts and i feel it coming on. She can tell as well. She puts her fingers back inside of me. She looks at my face. She increases her pace. I amlosing control. I feel it coming closer, closer.
I climax likeI never have before. My vision backs out completely. I feel my walls tighten around herhand over and over and over. I let out such a scream. She covers my mouth withhers to muffle the sound. Iget a sharp taste of myself in that kiss.
I wait for my body to calm. For my chest to stop heaving, for my heart to slow it's pace. Whenall of this happens I open my eyes. I see her looking at me with pride. As though that gave her even more pleasure than it did me, like that's possible.
I smirk at her and turn her onto her back and return the favor... all night.
Chapter 6. My brain hurts. That took too much thinking. And now my libido is a little worn.Gimme a while for the next one. It'll be out though.