Disclaimer: My name is Brittany, not J.K. Rowling. Therefore, I do not own this stuff. I own the plot, I own a couple of characters, but I do not own any of the ones that are present in the Harry Potter books.

A/N: Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews. And to Louiebugooey, thank you for the review about Lemon Cookies, I just found the recipie and am making them tomorrow. Yea! I'll tell you how they are.

And to krystal, they aren't married yet, just engaged and I have never heard of the singer that you were talking about but maybe I'll google him and tell you what I think.

To everyone else, I hope you all like this chapter. There is some very big twists in it and I hope you all don't hate me by the end.

Enjoy!

Chapter 40

The Velvet Test and Surprising Dinner Guest

Hermione realized just how lucky she was to have a man—even if he was still much like a boy—like Draco Malfoy. Their relationship had accrued beautifully over the last couple of months, and she still couldn't stop being amazed at the thought that she was Draco's fiancé, no longer just his girlfriend.

But this was all a bilateral assumption. It was fine that they were going to be married, but when, how? What would they have to endure to get through the hard times before them? How would anyone else in Draco's family react to him being engaged to a Mudblood? And not just any Mudblood, no. He was engaged to Harry Potter's best friend, Order member Mudblood.

But she had gone through this argument many times in her head and become annoyed with it. She didn't care how they got through this, as long as they did get through it. She wanted more than ever to have the future that was laid out before her, one that was hopefully true. As long as she was with Draco, life would be perfect. She had already decided that shewould go to any extreme to do that.

But all of these thoughts left her mind with celerity as she felt Draco's breathing pattern change beside her. He was awake.

Draco awoke knowing that Hermione was already awake. When she found that he was awake, she subconsciously pulled the covers tighter around her body. Though they had already had sex on many occasions, she was still shy when it came to showing off parts of her anatomy. This made Draco grin as he hugged her closer to his body. She released her grip of the comforter and relaxed against his solid form.

"Good morning, love," Draco stated huskily into her ear. Hermione always loved listening to his voice in the morning.

"It is a wonderful morning," she said back to him.

"Do you want to make it a better morning?" he asked sultrily. Hermione loved his grandiloquence; he could weave a web with his words. Hermione was not as charismatic in this effect, and she knew that she never would be.

"Of course," Hermione said, wiggling out of his arms and lying on her back, looking up into his eyes.

"Then get up and throw something on," he said hastily, pulling the sheets off of them exposing their naked flesh to the frigid room, then he crossed the room to his wardrobe to get some pajama pants and a t-shirt on. Hermione walked quickly over to Draco's wardrobe and grabbed one of his shirts. Then she grabbed a new pair of knickers.

When she was ready—clad very scantily—they made their way down to the library to continue their heinous activities.

Draco and Hermione arrived in Draco's library no more than ten minutes later and Draco led her to one of the bookshelves in the back.

"You know, I've always wanted to shag in the library," Draco said.

"Really," Hermione said with a smile. "I've had a couple fantasies about that too."

"Have you now?" Draco said, pushing Hermione against one of the bookshelves and taking her mouth in a harsh kiss.

Draco moved his hands to the bottom of her—his—shirt and started to unbutton it. He got a view of her gorgeous breasts as he did so. He bent quickly to press kisses down her body and all over her tummy. Hermione moaned. It felt so good. She put her hands in his hair and dragged him back up to her for a long kiss. "I need you, now," Hermione whimpered after the kiss.

"As you wish, luv," Draco said, running his hands down her sides and slipping them into the sides of her knickers, beginning to pull them over her hips. "I love you," he said, giving her another long kiss.

"I love you, too," she moaned, only wanting him take her right now against this shelf, to fill the achy void between her thighs.

"Draco, I need to talk to you," a voice stated firmly in an irritated tone. Both Draco and Hermione hazily turned to see their disruption. Draco was amazed to see his father that he hadn't planned on seeing for a long while.

"Yes sir," Draco replied hastily as he stepped away from Hermione and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Hermione buttoned her—Draco's—shirt back up quickly to cover what had been revealed.

Draco nodded towards Hermione and she made to follow Draco and Lucius. Lucius did not oppose and so Hermione followed them until they arrived in Lucius' office.

"Draco, sit," he ordered, and his son did so. "You, sit," he said to Hermione, pointing to the other chair. She quickly took a residence up in the seat, she didn't want to admit it, but she was afraid. They had been caught and she knew that there was only one thing that she could do now. She had been planning on it for a while now. She didn't want to go back to the dungeon.

"Now. Care to explain?" Lucius asked sardonically.

"I know what this seems like but I…" Draco started.

"I want to become a Death Eater," Hermione interrupted, knowing what she had to do to get them both out of this situation.

Draco stared at her in horror and Lucius looked down on her with a smile. "But Hermione," Draco started.

Hermione put her hand on Draco's arm. "It's what I want, Draco."

"That is a very good thing to hear, Miss Granger," Lucius said smoothly.

"Yes, I have decided to fight against the Order in this war seeing as they have seemed to abandon me when I needed them most," Hermione stated, feeling with the words spoken that it actually was the truth.

"Then it shall be done, you will receive your mark in one week," Lucius said. "You are dismissed."

Draco and Hermione both got up from their seats without question and left Lucius' office. When he was sure that they were out of hearing range of the door, Draco turned on her.

"Why would you do that?" he asked accusingly.

"Do what?" Hermione asked innocently.

"Why would you say that you want to become a Death Eater, you know that there is no way that they are going to let you off. If you are supposed to get your mark in a week then there is no stopping it. You will get it or you will die."

"Draco, it's all right. I plan on getting it. I would do anything to be with you, even if it means being on the opposite side of the war. Plus, maybe with me on this side, I can convince people that muggle-borns are not all that bad. I can certainly prove myself," Hermione said this all very quickly and Draco's face of confusion turned to one of adoration.

"You are going to become a Death Eater just so you can be with me?" he asked.

"I already told you that I would do anything to be with you. Also, how else were we supposed to get out of that situation, that would not have been pretty," Hermione said happily.

Draco just stared at her in dumb shock.

"So, do you want to continue our…er…romp," she said, just now noticing that she was wearing no pants, she was only in knickers and a shirt. "Wow, I did not want to look this way when that happened," she said.

"I think you look stunningly beautiful like that," Draco said. "And yes, please let us continue our activities."

They grabbed each other's hands and walked away towards the library.

Lucius stood in the shadows watching their conversation. His son was in love. His son was in love with a Mudblood, one who just happened to be betraying her friends to be with him. One who just happened to be one of the most powerful witches in the world. One who was going to be a Death Eater in a week.

Maybe he could get used to the idea. He could oversee her heritage if she would do something like that for his son. They were in love, he could tell when they talked, when they held hands. He could practically see the sparks flying between them.

She certainly was a good choice for a daughter-in-law. At least she was powerful. The Dark Lord would like power.

He would have to put her through the Velvet test first.

"I love her," Velvet said automatically.

"You do?" Lucius asked.

"Yes, we have become really good friends over the last couple of weeks. I think Draco and her are perfect for each other," Velvet smiled, going back to her writing.

"Well, if you like her then I guess I must agree to this arrangement," Lucius said.

"You should really try talking to her. She has the most interesting things to say about everything. You would have some good conversations with her," Velvet said to her father, not looking up from her writing.

"I think I may do just that," Lucius said, leaving his daughter's drawing room and heading to his son's room, hoping that they would be finished with their library romp.

He stood outside the door of his son's room and knocked. There was a bit of shuffling about and Draco answered the door looking slightly ruffled.

He straightened out his newly acquired robes. "Sir?" he asked.

"I was wondering if I could have a word with your…friend," Lucius said.

Hermione appeared in the doorway, now wearing robes instead of just his son's shirt. "Yes sir," Hermione said with a smile. She bypassed Draco on her way out and walked down the hall with Lucius.

All the time that they walked to Lucius' study he was thinking about the smile that she had given him, it was a beautiful smile. She really was a very pretty girl. If she was smarter than his son in subjects at school then she could keep him in line. She would be perfect for Draco. Just like Narcissa—who was top of the class when they were in school—was perfect for himself.

He wondered if Narcissa had met their son's girl.

He realized that they were already to his study and he held the door open for the girl. He then walked in himself as Hermione stood in front of his desk.

"You can have a seat Miss Granger," Lucius said as he took a seat on his side of the desk. Hermione quickly deposited herself in on of the chairs.

"Miss Granger…" Lucius started.

"Please call me Hermione. I hate all the formal stuff," Hermione complained. "Sir," she added with a small smirk.

"All right," Lucius said with a smile. "Hermione, what are your intentions with my son?" he asked.

"I intend to marry your son," Hermione stated firmly, showing him the ring.

This Lucius was not expecting, he cocked his head a little and looked at her in surprise. Then he got a suspicious feeling in him. Was she only trying to get to his son for money and power? Was she using him?

"I am in love with Draco," Hermione said. "I have been for a while now, and he loves me also."

"That is good to hear, Miss—Hermione," Lucius said slowly. "Are you enjoying your stay here?" Lucius asked.

"I wasn't at first, but then again I was in a dungeon and was very cold most of the time. Then I sort of got sick, but then Draco got me potion and I got over that. Then after you left, we figured out how to get the chain off and I promised Mimsy that I would not leave the house, so here I am," Hermione said.

"So you are saying that if you had been able to leave the house, you would have?" Lucius asked.

"I probably would have, but you would too if you were captured by people while you were sleeping," Hermione stated, looking seriously upon her future father-in-law. "But now I am glad that I stayed because I have made a new friend in your daughter, I have gotten closer than ever with your son, and now I have met you. I also know that the Order is doing nothing to save me and leaving me to my own devices, so I am very angry at them right now."

"So you are willing to become a Death Eater?"

"I will do anything to be with your son. Even be on this side of the war, especially because it seems that no one is making any effort to save me."

"Very well, Hermione. You will get your mark next week and become a Death Eater. You will be able to stay with my son in his room. That is, unless you want a room of your own?" he asked expectantly.

"No, I like your son's room," Hermione said. Lucius admired her truthfulness.

"Well, I believe that settles matters then. Now if you will please excuse me, I need to see my wife," Lucius said. Hermione got up from her seat and opened the door with Lucius close behind. She strode off to the left towards Draco's room and Lucius went off to the right to his.

"How did it go?" Draco asked Hermione when she arrived back in his room.

"It went well; I'm still going to become a Death Eater, but anything to be with you. I love you," she said, walking up to him and tiptoeing to give him a kiss.

"I love you, too," Draco mumbled into the kiss.

"Do you think I should have told them that I'm pregnant," Hermione asked seriously when she broke the kiss.

"They'll know soon enough. Your already almost three months, doesn't it start to show after this?"

"You can see it a little, but I'm going to be getting huge in the next three months. And after six months we can't have sex anymore. It will hurt the baby."

"Well, then we just have to make complete use of the three more months that we have," Draco said with a smile.

"I think we have already made a very good use of that time. We've shagged at least twice a day, mostly more. You are just a horny little boy," Hermione scolded him with a smile.

"Well, I have to make up for the first two months that we dated that I didn't get to shag you," Draco said.

"I would've let you if you would've tried, but you always stopped," Hermione said ardently.

"You would've let me?"

"Well, at least after Halloween. I was ready after that and you just stopped every time," Hermione said.

"Well, if I would've known that you wanted to go further, then I would have."

"That doesn't matter now," Hermione said, giving him another kiss.

Mimsy appeared in the open doorway.

"Draco sir and Granger miss," Mimsy said.

"Yes Mimsy?" Draco asked, pulling Hermione against him and looking down on the elf.

"Lucius sir and Narcissa miss want you for dinner in twenty minutes," Mimsy relayed the message.

"You may tell them that we will be down there."

"Yes, Draco sir," Mimsy said as she left to tell Draco's parents the message.

"So, twenty minutes is enough time, right?" Draco asked.

"Of course it is, with you," Hermione joked.

"Hey," Draco said, pushing her back onto the bed and kissing her.

Twenty minutes later all of the four Malfoys and Hermione sat down to dinner. Hermione was between Draco and Velvet; Narcissa was next to her daughter and Lucius next to her. There was an extra place set between Lucius and Draco and Hermione wondered if someone would be filling it and if so, whom.

Her question was answered about fifteen minutes into dinner when Mimsy announced the arrival of the Dark Lord. Voldemort was here to have dinner with them, like they were old friends or something.

Voldemort took his seat between his right hand man—ironically sitting to his right—and his ever blossoming new Death Eater. When he noticed the new addition to the table, he inquired Lucius about her.

When Lucius had told him in a hushed voice about her situation, Riddle smiled. They had infiltrated the ranks of the good side. There would be someone that could be there to spy on the enemy, know their happenings.

This was a very good sign indeed.

Dinner went by quickly, everyone talking animatedly about myriad subjects. Hermione made sure she put a word in on every one. She also ended up having an argument about cauldron thickness with Riddle. Who would've thought, eh?

Voldemort got along with Hermione very well and decided that having a Mudblood as a supporter wouldn't be that bad. She was smart and witty. She had bested him in the conversation over cauldron thickness, and she was a friend of Harry Potter. Which means she could get to the inside. She could get into the inner workings of the Order.

He wasn't sure why, but his instincts told him to trust her. He believed that she was going to be a loyal Death Eater and not betray him to the Order. He had a feeling about this one. And according to Lucius, she was in love with Draco.

Tom decided that she would be a fantastic addition to his ever-growing support. Lucius, that she would be a great addition to the family. Narcissa, that she would be wonderful for her son. Velvet, that Hermione would need a little more help acting like the true Malfoy that she was going to become. Draco, that as soon as they got back to his room they were going to have to continue their scandalous activities…again.

And Hermione decided that this was the best that she had gotten along with any family in her entire life, they actually had intelligent conversations at dinner that had to do with magical things. Unlike what she had at home with her parents. Her parents never understood anything that she would talk about when she mentioned anything from the wizarding world. And any conversations that she had at school with Harry or Ron were always dominated by talk of quidditch.

She decided that she wanted to be a part of this family. She would do anything to be with Draco.

Anything to feel wanted.

A/N: Don't really know what to say about this chapter except that I bet you weren't expecting that! Muah ha ha. All right, I didn't know how else to go about it. Also, some new and weirder twists are coming in the next couple of chapters since the story is almost over. Yea! Only 10 chapters left...okay, so that's not almost done. Whatever.

Love and Lemons

Brittany