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A/N: I am really really sorry for taking so long to update this. I have had so many things going on. Besides my laptop crashing I also had finals and a funeral and a wedding and ACT test and I'm going to Florida in a week and I have to work my butt off to get the money for it. I know, a lot of excuses, but they are all true and I am truly sorry for taking almost two weeks to update this.

Can I take a bit more of your time? I just wanted to say some things to a couple of people.

Superuki: I'm sorry that you didn't like Velvet's name, I really did.

SexySlytherin2: Big house… silencing charms…equals NO!

Dracosgirl2515: I'm glad you liked it!

CalienteLover: Don't worry, you will.

Heather: She's not really that social and doesn't know that she's there.

Brightstar2: I am really big with dialogue, I enjoy it better than explaining.

Lizziegurl5: I'm happy that I make you happy.

Pippin1177: You shall see.

Samantha Cameron: I love you, you have been there for me since the beginning, you're the best.

The-Shadowed-one, Natty123, and Fallen Bystander: You always give me motivation for more chapters and more writing. And Emma, it's okay, we're all pervs.

SlytherinBeauty: I hope you get more ideas for 38.

Thank you so much for everybody else who reviewed.

One more thing, if any of you hated Harry's sexual preference, you might like this chapter a bit more.

Chapter 35

Mistakes and 'Breakfast'

He woke up with a pounding headache and had no idea where he was. He looked up and let his eyes focus, he was in his bed. He went to get up, but he couldn't move his arm, when he looked to see the reason, he saw that there was a girl lying on his arm.

He tried to think for a second, because his head was pounding, he needed to figure out what had happened…HE HAD SEX WITH A GIRL. The realization took a while to hit. Shit, how the fuck had that happened?

The dark haired girl next to him started to move. She realized that she was in someone else's room. She turned around and looked at Harry; both had a shocked expression on their faces. He not only got drunk and had sex with a GIRL, oh not just any girl; he had sex with Pansy Parkinson. Can you say what the fuck did I do last night?

"You…me…here….how?" Pansy screamed.

"I don't know!" Harry screamed back.

"Well, you and I didn't…did we?" she asked frantically.

He looked down on Pansy's naked form, "Yeah, I think we did."

"Fuck!" she screamed, jumping off the bed and getting some clothes on as quickly as possible.

"Why would I have sex with you? I'm gay! I must have been so pissed yesterday."

Pansy stopped her ranting a raving for a second, "You're gay?"

"Uh…yeah," Harry said as though it was obvious.

"I never knew that," she said nonchalantly before going back to redressing herself.

Harry jumped out of his bed and started to clothe himself, he didn't know what to do, but for the moment, he needed to figure out what happened. He needed to find Raymond.

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"Raymond, what the fuck happened to me last night?" Harry asked his friend when he arrived in his room.

"What ever do you mean?" Raymond asked coyly.

"You know what I mean, I'm not joking Ray, tell me what happened."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"YES YOU DO!" Harry yelled.

"Well, besides you getting wasted and leaving in the arms of that slut Parkinson. No, I have no idea what you are talking about," Raymond said.

"Why did you let me leave with her?"

"It sure seemed like you wanted to leave with her, and I wasn't going to stop you from trying to bring out the straightness in you," Raymond smiled.

"I DON'T WANT TO BE STRAIGHT!"

"But you are, Harry. Don't you realize that?"

"UGH!" Harry yelled before turning and leaving the room.

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Harry was fuming as he walked down the hall; he wasn't even sure where he was going. He rounded a corner and ran straight into the one person that he really didn't want to see right now.

"Ugh, why do I keep seeing you?" Harry yelled.

"I don't know, can you just leave me alone? I'm trying to cope with this," Pansy screamed back.

"You're trying to cope with this? How do you think I feel?"

"What do you mean, nothing can be worse than a death eater's daughter being caught bedding the boy who lived!" Pansy almost screamed.

"I…well…YOU TURNED ME STRAIGHT!" Harry yelled.

"GOOD!" Pansy yelled before walking away towards the library.

Harry ran all the way back to Gryffindor Tower, where he sat down on his bed. He had no one to talk to, everyone was gone. Ron, who was his best friend, was gone. Hermione was missing and no one knew where she was. Raymond he was pissed beyond all reason at. Blaise, well, you know what happened there. And Ginny, oh, she was going to pay.

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Hermione awoke the next morning when the light from the window was shining in her face. She was exhausted, but she felt very sated. Last night had been the best thing that had ever happened to her. She thought that after being raped as much as she had that she could never fully enjoy sex ever again. But Draco had proved that wrong.

When Hermione got up and looked around, she noticed that Draco wasn't there. Her stomach dropped. Had she not been pleasurable? Had he decided that he didn't want to be with her after all? Was she not what he was expecting?

She looked around some more until she heard the sound of the shower running. He was in the shower. Hermione's stomach elevated once more and she got up and walked towards that bathroom.

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Draco was washing himself off, he needed it badly after the night that him and Hermione had had. She was much better than he had expected. For not being experienced in the arts of pleasuring a man, she sure did a good job. She did have a bit of devil in her, that one.

God that woman was a menace. If he wasn't so in love with her, he didn't know what he would have done. But they had had an incredible night. Finally, for once, they had not been interrupted. Draco had made sure of that. He had put silencing and locking charms on the door.

He had wanted to go slow the first time, but with all of his need that he had been building up for so long, he had taken her fast the first time, then once more slower. After that they had fallen asleep. But in the night Draco had woken her up and made love to her again.

He still had every intention of going back in there when he was done with his shower and making love to her again before breakfast. He couldn't get enough of her. She was his and he was hers.

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Hermione walked into the bathroom, wearing only one of Draco's shirts. She could see Draco silhouetted in the shower through the glass. She slowly and silently went over to the shower so that Draco wouldn't see her. Then she heard the water turn off, and Draco stepped out of the shower, completely naked and wet.

"Hello," he said happily to Hermione when he noticed her.

"H-Hello," she said breathlessly.

"So, how are you feeling this morning?" he asked.

"I'm g-good. You?" she asked, still trying to catch her breath.

"I'm feeling very good," he said with a smile.

"So, do you w-want some breakfast?" Hermione asked, feeling suddenly hungry.

"If that's what you want to call it," Draco smirked, before bending down to give her a possessive kiss, pushing her against the cold bathroom wall and starting to strip her body of his shirt.

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After 'breakfast,' they went down to the dining room. Velvet was already sitting at the table eating some oatmeal and orange juice.

Hermione got a plum and some cheerios. Draco had an orange and some frosted flakes.

Velvet smiled at the pair.

"So, I hope you two had a fun night," she said.

"Yes, what's it to you?" Draco asked.

"Nothing," she said, smirking. She was definitely a Malfoy.

Long moments passed.

"Yes, we had sex last night!" Draco yelled, sick of the uncomfortable silence.

"I didn't mean that, but thank you for the information," Velvet said.

"What did you mean then, Velvet?" Hermione asked nicely.

"Nothing…" she said with a smile.

"You are insufferable," Draco said to his sister.

"I try," she said scathingly, sounding exactly like Draco.

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After breakfast, they took a walk around the manor. It made Hermione sad that she couldn't go outside. She wanted to more than anything, but she couldn't. It was still cold outside and it was only a little while before Christmas.

What was she going to get Draco? She couldn't leave the house, and she couldn't go shopping, she didn't have any money. She didn't have anything that she could give him because she was, well, sort of kidnapped. She couldn't go anywhere to get him anything. She couldn't even send a letter to Harry and ask him to send something for Draco.

This wasn't good.

Oh God, Harry. She hadn't even thought about Harry. What must he think is going on. What if he thinks that she is dead? Oh Merlin, he must think that she is as good as dead. And with Ron gone, he doesn't really have anyone to talk to. What must he think?

"Draco?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, love?" he asked, looking down on her.

"Do you think…I mean, what must Harry think about what is going on?"

"I have sent a couple of letters to Blaise, and hopefully he's telling Potter what is going on, but I haven't sent one in a couple of weeks, and they are probably getting worried."

"Do you think I could send Harry a letter?" she asked.

"If you want to, you can write it and I'll send it off with Nikolai," he said.

"Ok, I just think that he has been worried about me, and I want to know what is going on with him."

"I'm sure that with my dad gone, he will be able to send a letter without it being intercepted, so long as he does it soon," Draco smiled.

"Thank you Draco, I need to know what is going on in the real world," she said.

"Me too," he said.

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Hermione finished her letter to Harry. She subliminally put in there that she needed a present for Draco and she hoped that he would get it, but knowing him, he probably wouldn't.

Draco closed the letter with the Malfoy crest wax seal and sent it off with his eagle owl.

Hermione just hoped that Harry would get the message.

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"Hello!" Harry said to the owl that tapped on his window.

He grabbed the letter from the owl and noticed the crest, it was from Malfoy. Maybe it had something to do with Hermione!

He opened the letter and read it.

Harry,

I'm sorry that I have not been able to talk to you in these past few weeks, I have been held captive by the death eaters. I am fine though. I am being taken care of by Draco and I will hopefully be home soon. I'm sorry that I will not be back for Christmas; I know that you are alone. I will not be able to leave and can't even get a present for you or anyone else that I would like to. I love you Harry, I just want you know that I am still alive and I am well, I am not hurt. I hope you and Blaise are fine and if you want to send me a letter back you can, but only if you do so soon. Please tell me everything that you can and send back your letter with Nikolai. Good-bye Harry.

Hermione

Harry read through the letter again and again, it was from Hermione, she was fine, and she was going to be Ok. He needed to send her a letter back, tell her everything that has gone on in the last couple of weeks that she has been gone.

"Wait right there," Harry said to the owl, before sitting down at his desk and scribbling a note to his best friend.

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Hermione was sitting in the library reading a book when Nikolai came to the window and started knocking. She pulled the window open and let the owl in.

She didn't open the letter, just walked out of the library, and went to Draco's bedroom where he was taking a nap. She woke him up with a gentle shove.

"What? What do you want?" he asked frantically.

"Draco, it's me," she said in a soft voice.

"Oh, good morning. What do you want?"

"I got a letter back from Harry, I thought I might read it to you," she said softly.

"Sure, go ahead, I'm awake," he said sleepily, pushing the covers off of him and sitting up against his pillows.

Hermione stopped for a second to look at his naked torso. She caught her breath, shook her head and opened the letter and started reading it.

"Harry says that he's fine. He and Blaise broke up because he caught him and Ginny in a room together,"

"Yeah, I can see that."

"He's lonely because there's no one there. He's glad that I'm okay. He slept with Pansy…"

"WHAT!" Draco yelled.

"I don't know, he said that he got drunk and accidentally slept with her."

"It wasn't an accident, Pansy probably did that on purpose," Draco smiled.

"Why would she want to sleep with Harry?"

"Wait, isn't Potter gay?" Draco said, changing the subject beautifully.

"Yeah, why would Harry sleep with Pansy?"

"They must have been really drunk," Draco laughed.

"Yeah," Hermione giggled.

"So, does it say anything else?" Draco asked.

"No, not much."

"Well, that was great. I think I'm going to go back to sleep now," Draco smirked. "Join me?"

"If I get under those sheets, were not sleeping," she laughed.

"I wasn't planning on it," Draco said, pulling up the covers for her to crawl under.

A/N: I hope you liked it and I will try to get the next chapter up before I go to Florida, if I get the time to get to the library again. I once again am sorry for the long wait.

I promise that the story gets much better in the next couple of chapters.

And what do you think about the Harry/Pansy thing eh?

Much love and Lemons to all.

Brittany