She paced across the floor he headed swimming. She couldn't believe she just did that! 'It's Malfoy !' she thought. 'He only did that to put me in this position, he cares nothing for me. Its purely lust!' She paced around the room some more. She was surprised she didn't already have track marks on the floor from where she had been pacing.
She sighed as she dramatically flopped herself over her bed. She grabbed her hair and screamed. "Ughhhh," she said angry with herself "Draco Malfoy I hate you."
"Of course you don't," said a silky voice. Hermione lifted her head up and looked over to the door frame. She didn't remeber hearing her door open.
"What do you want , Malfoy," she asked annoyed.
"Well I thought you already knew," he said rasing an eyebrow and smirking.
She threw her pillow at him in anger. "Get out you pervert!"
"I would but I haven't told you what I came here to tell you yet," he said walking over to the bed. He sat at the edge turning his body towards hers. "Well are you gonna tell me?" she asked bluntly.
She wanted him out of there as soon as he could be.It's not that she really hated because as she could tell from the kiss, there was no way that was possible. She just didn't want another repest of what had hapened half an hour ago.
"You need to find a nice dress for tonight. We have a special guest coming to talk with you," he said.
"A guest?For me?" she said warily. "Yes," he said as if she were stupid.
"But who wants to talk to me," she said curious.
"Oh I'm sure you can think of one person," he repiled. She sat for a second trying to think of who he was implying. 'Harrry, no, that's just stupid,' she thought some more 'Mother, of course not.' Then suddenly it hit her "No," she said out loud and astonished.
"I won't go," she said. "Of course you will." he said definantly. "No, I won't. You can't make me," she yelled at him and getting off her bed. "Why not? I'm a wizard!And you will listen to what he has to say."
"No I won't," she said walking away from him. Not really knowing where to go but she knew she didn't want to be by him anymore.
"Yes yo will ," he said following her "And you'll follow his orders!"
"Orders," she asked bemused "Orders, I must certainly will not!I am not one of his slimy followers, like you!"
"You'll do as I say," he said threatening her while grabbing her arm.
"And what are you going to do?" she said stepping up to his level.
"Do you really want to test my patience?" "Why not?Whats the worse you can do, kill me? That wouldn't hurt me but you," she retaliated.
"No, I would never that to you, but maybe ...Harry," he said. He immediately saw the fear in her eyes even though she wasn't going to back down. At this moment he decided to take advantage of her waryness.
He stepped close to her.His hot breath breathing down her neck, He placed a small kiss of her callorbone. He slowly brought his lips to her ears.She shivered as his breath tickled her ears. "Do I scare you," he asked huskily.
She shook her head no but replied "yes." He smirked at her before grabbing her chin. He pulled her face to his and grazed her lips with his. She didn't respond as he hoped she would. He captured her lips softly and slowly pushed her backwards. It took a few steps but eventually her back was against the wall. He hated that it always him doing the kissing.
He pulled away. He placed his hand on her cheek, she saw the pain in his eyes. She could care less. She hated him, for doing this to her. If he really loved her he could have courted her like Harry did. He was just a selfish ass.
"You're pathetic," she whispered to him.
She looked into his eyes. It hurt him but his hurt eyes suddenly turned into hatred. He shoved her harder against the wall. Her crushed her lips causing them to bleed. He didn't care. He licked the blood and let her taste her own blood. She wimpered as her back was cramed further into the wall.
He pulled away and gave his usual smirk.She touched her bruised and still bleeding lips. She looked up from the floor and glarred at him.
"Don't forget to wear soemthing nice," he said. Just as she was about to throw the vase at the door she stopped herself. 'No, lastime I did that I only hurt myself,' she thought she put it down.
She tried to take slow deep breaths. "1,2,3,4,5..." If he didn't kill her, her anxiety would. She hated him for doing this. If he wasn't so selfish everyone would be in better moods, and some people even alive."Urggghhhh!" she said only trying to release more stress.
She stalked over to the closet looking for a dress. Maybe if she wasn't in such a foul mood, then she would have liked doing this. She looked thourgh the same dresses over and over. She wasn't a big fan of any of these. They all looked to reveling to her, I mean she was going to see Voldemort! She didn't want to tempt him anymore than she did Draco.
She finally picked a simply purple dress. It barely went back her knees. It had a halter neck and was kind of frilly or puffy. She didn't know what to call it. She wasn't a designer.It wasn't formal but she didn't care. The Malfoys would get over it.
She got dressed. Applied a little make-up and pulled two pieces of her curls back with "bobby pins." She was satisfied with her look. She also decided to go barefoot.She was in a house, no use trying to kill herself going down a flight of stairs in a pair of heels.
Since there was nothing else to do, she decided to read a book while she waited for him to come get her. She wasn't going to go wandering around this huge house. Besides no telling who she'd run into.
Harry and Ron walked back in the castle. It smelt horrible. The bodies had been removed that morning by servants as they left but the smell still lingered. Ron and Harry both puled out their handkerchiefs and covered their noses.
"Where should we look first?" Ron asked. As he and Harry walked up stairs. The castle was dark and gloomy. Harry knew that it was one of the members of the Granger familt that was apart of it. It had to be. It was too easy for Malfoy to get in and out for it not to be!
"Marshall's study," he siad heading over towards the west wing.
"But why?" Ron asked confused.
"Look, one of them had to be apart of this. It was too easy for Malfoy," Harry stated.
"But Harry, Marshall," he asked bemused "He wouldn't hurt a fly unless it threatened Hermione or this country."
"Don't you think I know that!" Harry said angry "But we have to start somewhere!"
Ron followed Harry to the study. Ron went to his book shelves looking for any loose papers that might have clues. harry went to straught to the desk and searched ontop the desk. He only found old contracts though. He turned up just as empty when he looked through the draws. He knew he wouldn't find anyhting but he had to try.
"It just couldn't have been ,Herminoe. Could it ?" he asked Ron. He was starting to think about the love she had confessed to him. Was she just trying to play him? No she wouldn't do that. It couldn't be the Queen though. She was the sweetest person he knew, she wouldn't put herself before anyone let alone betray her husband and daughter.
"No, mate," Ron replied finally answering his question "She loved you way to much just to leave you one night for Malfoy."
"Thanks," Harry said feeling a little better. "We better go check Hermione's chamber," he said.
They walked across the hall towards her room. When he saw her bed , thought came flashing through his mind. He remembered the first time he met her. She was only 5 and had a cold. His aunt was coming to see her and she brought little Harry along. They didn't get along too well thoguh.
He made her mad by asking if she was sick. After a few years they became closer especially after going to the same tutor together. It was only a year ago that he started courting her, and they had only been engaged for about a month. Her parents didn't know about it though.
She was really getting into this bok. It was about how to curse people without a wand which she figured would prove helpful to her later on.The door opened though so she had to put the bok away. Draco stepped in. She sighed and placed her book on the bed.
She got up and walked towards him."Ready," he asked taking her hand.
"Yes," she said quitely. She wasn't in the mood for fighting. 'Just get this over with, its not like you have to listen to what he says. Just ignore them and eat your meal,' she thouight to herself.
It was a long walk to the dinning room. Neither of them talked. She didn't want to, and he didn't think it was the best time for an argument.
When the entered they were greated by Narcissia and Lucius. NArcissia in a plain black dress robe and the same for Lucius. Draco wore a grey robe. Voldemort hadn't arrived yet, but would be arriving soon.
There was a knock on the front door.
"Draco make use of yourself and go get the door and take her with you," Lucius bit out coldly.
"Yes sir," Malfoy drug her to the door and opened.
"Mr.Malfoy what a pleasant surprise," he answered before laying eyes on Hermione "Mrs.Granger how lovely to meet you I've been anticipating this for some time."
He smiled at her, showing his yellow and grimy teeth. She smiled back uncomfortable while tightening her grip on Draco's arm. He smirked at her, but she could careless.
"Come in, come in," Draco said standing aside so Voldemort could come in. They walked in and the formalties were once again spoken before they sat down and started dinner.
"So," Voldemort started "Let's get down to business."
"Of course," Lucius said causing him and Darco to smirk. Narcissia surprised Hermione she had been quite the whole night.
"Well Ms. Granger where would you like us to start," he said as a smile crept onto his face.
"With what?" she asked not knowing this whole it was going to be about her.
"Well lets start from the begining," he said. "I don't know if you know about this but there was a prophecy about a month or two ago that invovled you."
"And," she said not knowing about this.
"Well to shorten it for you it said You were to concieve the one who was going to take over the war," he said. She sat in thought for a secon as her brain connected the dots.
"So what you're saying is that you want me to concieve with one of your servants so my child will be on the Dark side," she said.
"Yes," he said. "Well you can't make me," she said flatly while crossing her arms over her chest.
"Oh but we can and we've already got wedding plans for next week."
"You can't make a prophecy out to fit your wills," she said "I figured you would have learned that from your first encounter with Harry."
She smiled widely when she saw the anger flare in his eyes."Besides I'll never sleep with this person," she said.
"You will conceive with Draco," Voldemort said his anger rising.
"Oh I should have guessed it was him you had chosen." she said standing up getting ready to leave.
Lucius raised this time "You will respect him you piece of filth and do as your lord commands you!"
"He's not my lord!" she flared as she went for the door.
Before she left as they all looked at her.Shoked she had stood up to him and that he didn't do anything.
She turned around as she was about to leave "Oh and I will not marry you Malfoy." She slammed the doors and walked up stairs.
She knew that wasn't the smartest thing to do but she could careless. They kidnapped her. She wasn't going to do what they said willingly.
She started reading her book after she calmed down a little but no use once she opened it Draco burst through the door.
"What the bloody hell is your problem," he asked tossing the book out her hand and onto the floor.
"My problem? You didn't actually think I'd go along with that, did you?" she asked screaming at himas she stood up to his level.
"You're in no position to talk to me like this," he hissed at her.
"Well get over it!" she said. He loved how she took control of situations. SHe didn't back down to anyone. It made him only want her more.
Before she knew it her lips came crashing down with her as he pushed her onto the bed. She didn't want this but she just couldn't deny those lips.