Disclaimer: If I owned the characters, do you really think I would be writing this?
Summery: Tom Riddle has token over wizards everywhere, including Muggle-borns. Most are to work until they are useless, but if you're lucky, you are sold into slavery. And Hermione Granger is considered lucky. Hermione/Draco
Authors Note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed, sorry this one is slightly short, its not my fault! I swear! I've been busy shopping for school supplies and then on top of that my grandma wants me to visit her for a week so I wont have time to write all that much..
Lovers Hate.
Chapter two.
The dark remained embraced with the night, surrounding the lands with a painful laughter. Mocking people with its power, showering its pride among the weak. Ghostly winds rush along in a melodic patterns, whispering hateful screeches.
Hermione Granger rubbed her bare arms, hugging her shivering body, desperately tempting to keep her last bit of warmth within her. Her bare feet crunched among the lifeless leafs, the old leafs shattering like glass underneath her pale feet. Her eyes occupied by the man that walked before her. Her life is now devoted towards this man. The man that irritated her in her youth.
"How much longer to your manor?" Quivered Hermione, a shiver ran though her body at the thought. Draco Malfoy's sudden stop stunned her, he didn't dare to turn, but his voice recklessly echoed though the silent woods. "Just a little further."
Hermione's eyes remained quipped to Draco Malfoy, refusing to think that this Draco Malfoy has changed, unable to put everything he's done, in the past. Draco on the other hand, kept his eyes focused on the desert path of broken leafs, not once devoting any attention to the young woman that trailed behind him.
Hermione shivered, as a gassy wind swept across her bare arms and legs, her teeth lightly chattered from the painful chills. Her eyes became remarkably heavy, her slight soon turned hazy. She stumbled to the ground, feeling the cold, hard ground rush up before her, the leafs shattering at her force. Her eyes closed and darkness over came her chilled body.
Hermione Granger fainted.
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Hermione Granger's eye lids dully fluttered open, slowly temping to intake the new scenery, it was a dark room, its only light support was from two single candles that sat on separate side bed dressers, coal black lacing draped around the bed that she currently laid in, as if almost trapping her. Hermione Granger sat up vividly, when her eyes meet a pair of effulgent sliver orbs, captivating pools of violent grey.
Draco Malfoy.
He was standing aside the bed she was currently barely sitting on, wearing what looked like the same charcoal black robes, the robes drifting elegantly against his lean body. Draco Malfoy's dull, pale blonde hair remained a careless clutter, lurking shadowy against the dreary lit candles. His skin was pale, yet silky. And his delectable features were fine and chiselled, but held no emotion, yet it was sensual.
"Where am I?" Whispered Hermione Granger, her voice cracked from the previous lack of speaking. Draco, however, did not reply, his eyes laid upon Hermione, the candles burned enchantingly, sending overwhelming scents into her nose. The scent, light and drifty, flowed beautifully around the dimly lit room. While the silence carried on, it wasn't a intense silent, but smooth, tasteless silent, the kind Hermione enjoyed.
"You are at my manor, you fainted." Whispered Draco, after deadly moments of silence, not once taking his slivery gaze off the young woman.
Hermione stood up, dazed, and drunken from the light scents. Her eyes meet his for a brief second before she swiftly turned away. Draco Malfoy gently seized Hermione cheek in his embrace, his tender thumb lightly rubbed her cheek. Hermione quivered at his newly touched embrace, but she lingered closer, completely lost in his enchanting slivery pools. His breath flickered on her lips as he drew closer. His lips barely touched hers. Hermione trembled at how immediately close he had gotten, but loved the how secure she felt.
Draco's lips kissed the very corner of her lip, his small kisses traveled from her lip to her cheek, his weightless kisses were soft, smooth and silky, his tender lips barely hovered over her skin as he reached the silky skin beneath her earlobes, his soft cheeks purposely rubbed against hers. Hermione lightly panted at his weightless kisses, but stiffened at the realisation that this is Draco Malfoy.
Draco felt Hermione's small stiffen, and nibbled delicately on her skin, her stiffen loosened.
"You will be staying in this room for tonight, understand love?" Draco gracefully whispered in Hermione's ear. She nodded without thinking, relieved of his lusty touch.
Draco left the room without another word, leaving a dazed Hermione Granger in to think.
Hermione sighed in exasperation. "I cant believe this is happening to me!"
Beyond These Eyes
I don't usually write Hermione/Draco so tell me you're thoughts on my story so far, it would really help!
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