"Shut it, will you," Draco said, getting frustrated from her repeated hitting.
"Are you going to put me down?" she asked as she stopped for a second.
"No," he said as if she were stupid.
"Uhhhh," she sighed as her arms went limp and she just let him carry her the rest of the way. The rest of the way to ship, she guessed that was where they were going, was full of akward silence. She was scared out of her wits. Not only was she being kidnapped by the most foul, vile, and ugly creature she's ever met. Ok well maybe he wasn't ugly but his personalty ruined his good looks.
When they reached the boat he dropped her, where her unprepared feet fell beneath her. "Oww," she moaned as she tried to get get up. Quickly he grabbed her waist and pulled her up. " Thanks," she said quitely as she gained balance once more.
She looked around and noticed it was a ship full of men besides one other girl who had long black hair, and milky white skin. Hermione smiled weakly at her, she needed to make a friend out of one of these people. The girl didn't smile back at her though.
"This," said Draco, taking you from your thoughs "is Blaise Zabini." He pointed to the man standing next to the girl. He also had black hair and pale skin. "And thats his sister Skyla."
"Hi," you say not knowing what happened to your voice.
Draco laughed at you which gave you a scowl. "What's so funny," you say proud you still had your voice.
He quickly stopped laughing."I hate you," she whispered where he could only hear him. "Do you?" he asked where they could all hear.
She didn't answer she was infuriated with this...this... Beast.
"I guess thats a no," he said walking over to Blaise. "Take her down to my quaters ," he said to him "I'll be joining her as soon as we set off."
"Yes, my Lord," Blaise said before ruffly grabbing Hermione's arm and dragged her below deck.
"Arghhh!" she said kicking him and trying to escape. "Shut up, " he said swining a door open and tossing her inside. "What are we doing here," she asked scanning the room.
It was a big room for being on a ship. There was one widow, that let in very little light which would have made the room extremly dim if it weren't for the candles. The furniture she guessed was made of oak, she wasn't good with describing woods. The was one bed , a dresser, and a desk. The desk was covered in papers and wax, from obiviously previous candles.
After glancing over the room she gaze returned to Blaise. He sneered at her, then smirked. "I have to admit you may be intolerable and loud but it's worth the gold that comes with it."
She glarred at him befor replying "What is it with men and treasure?"
From a sudden jolt she fell onto the bed. He just laughed at her. "That's my cue, love.I'll see you later, Draco will be back in a minute."
She slapped her hands on the bed.'This is not happening to me!' she thought to herself. 'I a damsel in distress, no wait... according to them I'm the wench in distress.' She slumpped back in the bed and let thoughts rush through her head. 'Oh my poor father and mother..." she sobbed lightly till the door abruptly opened.
Draco glided in and sat at his desk not paying too much attention to her at the moment. She just watched as he looked through his papers. "What are you doing, " she asked quitely, not liking the silence.
"Nothing," he replied as he turned around to look at her "why do you care anyways?"
"I don't, I'm just bored," she sneered before turning around.
She heard him get up but didn't turn around to look at him. A tear slowly ran down her cheek , her life was ruined. She shivered when she felt his hands on her shoulders and pulled her hair away from her neck. "Don't," she said bitterly as she felt his breath on her neck. He didn't pay attention though. He lightly kissed her bare skin on her shoulder.
"Just let everything go," he whispered in her ear "it will make things so much easier."
"Go to hell," she said pulling away from him. She turned around to him. Her face was red and her eyes were puffy from all the crying. "When I kill you, remind me to tell that to your mother," she said.
"Oh so your going to kill me, are you?" he mocked. "Now how are you going to do that?"
She didn't answer, she couldn't she was once again speachless.This was not her normal self, but yet again it wasn't her normal state either.
"I hate you," she said to him.
"No you don't," he said looking her in the eye. "You hate yourself," she looked at him quizically "You hate yourself because you can't bring youself to truly hate me."
"Oh," she said as she started to snort "Your going to go all poetic now."
"It's the truth," he replied. "And how do you know this?" she asked.
"You haven't killed me yet, have you?" he asked.
She paused for a second, "The only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I haven't had the proper chance yet."
"I'm sick of this silly talk, " he said walking backto his desk and searching through his papers.
She walked back over to the bed and slumped on it .This was hell, she had no one to talk to .She sat down on the bed and suddenlty realised something. 'Harry!' she thought pulling her self up to a sitting position. 'Oh my sweet Harry will rescue me! He was in town when they attacked, he could still be alive!'
'Oh I hope he finds me before, Malfoy does something drastic.' she thought. She slung back down and tried to fall alseep. It was late, really late. She fell asleep after a few minutes of thinking. Her dreams though were not what she wanted.
She had hoped of dreams of her and Harry being together, but sadly it was of Her and Draco. One dream almost made her cry.It was her's and Draco's wedding. Harry burst through the door, to save her but instead was stabbed through the heart by Balise. she woke up with sweat dripping down her face. She looked over and saw Malfoy next to her sleeping.
He had apparently changed in to his night robes while she was sleeping. For second, seeing his hair fall in his face and him no longer sneering, she could almost fall for him.Though he would always be an asshole.
She couldn't take it anymore, she moved his hair from his face. She jumped though, when Malfoy's hand jumped up and grabbed hers. Her back slammed up against the wall from the shock. He opened his eyes and looked at her. A smirk came across his face. She scowled in anger.
He pulled her closer and before she knew it he was passionately kissing her. She tried to push him away but there was no use. After a few more pushes from Hermione he pulled away, but only because he was out of breath.
And just like that he went back to sleep. She was completely shocked by this. She sat there for few moments speechless, once agin.Growing tired she decided to ignore the incident and would worry about it in the morning. She slumpped back down and fell into a deep sleep.
Sorry it's so short, and took so long to make! I had chapter 2 in my head but then forgot what it was going to be!Don't worry though Ch.3 will be better!