Savior in a Strange Place
Hermione awoke with a throbbing head and basic bodily ache.
"What happened?"she thought as she took in her surroundings. She was in a small dingy narrow alley with garbage bags and old cardboard boxes littered throughout it. She slowly started to stand up and brush herself off. She winced for at every movement she made pain cursed through her body. Hermione plunged her hand into the secret pocket she had in her robes that only she could place her hand in. She smiled weakly, but quickly grimaced, as her hand touched a thin sleek piece of wood. She pulled out her wand and slowly began walking down the alley with a slight limp.
"Well well well what do we have here?" A voice came from the shadows beside a dumpster.
Hermione gulped as a tall muscular man with ebony hair and sea-green eyes stepped out of the shadows. Hermione could see it in his eyes that he had been drinking. Her father had looked at her the same way before. He stepped toward her and Hermione took a few steps back.
"Think, Hermione, think." She screamed in her head."Ouch it hurts to think."
Hermione just couldn't think her mind had fogged over
"What would a pretty young lady such as yourself be doing out here on her own." He licked his lips his eyes boring into her's. "It isn't safe for a young lady to be out on her own."
Hermione took a couple more steps back and ran into the wall.
"Well?" He demanded moving in so that he was only inches from her face.
She was silent except for a small whimper that escaped her lips. He slapped her across the face leaving a red mark on it. Hermione's head jerked back and hit the wall. Tears formed in her eyes but she willed herself not to cry.
"Got an answer yet?" He smirked whispering in her ear.
When she remained silent he slapped her again harder this time and leaned in.
Hermione quickly dodged him but he grabbed her wrists and effortlessly pulled her back to him.
"Your not going anywhere." He snarled pushing her back into the wall.
She tried to knee him in a not too pleasant place but he blocked himself with his knee. Hermione had to get away.
"Help." She thought her heart racing.
He held both of her hands above her head with one hand while his other hand explored her.
"No." She managed to mumble when his hand fumbled at the top button of her blouse.
"Would you rather me do this?" He moved his hand slowly down her front to her belt.
"No get away from me!" Hermione shrieked panicking slightly.
Hermione's honey brown eyes flitted around the alley. The man laughed out loudly and coldly.
"Ha you stupid girl no one is here to save you, your all alone." He snarled cruelly.
"He..." Hermione attempted to yell but was cut off by a hand covering her mouth.
"Shut the hell up." He snarled hitting her on the head.
Her head suddenly pounded unmercifully. He threw Hermione to the ground and sat straddling her. His hands moved to the buttons on her blouse and began to undo them.
"No." she barely whimpered
He grinned like a maniac at her.
"Help!"she screamed.
"Haven't I told you enough times to shut up." He snarled gripping her shoulders extrememly tightly.
Hermione whimpered in pain.He began to undo the middle button when...
"Expelliaramus!" a deep male voice echoed through the alleyway.
The man was blasted back into the wall and he slumped to the ground in a heap.hermione heard footsteps hurrying towards her.
"I hope he is a good wizard." Hermione thought as the footsteps neared her.
The man kneeled beside her and Hermione got a look of who it was.he was quite tall with white-blonde hair and steely gray blue eys that were full of concern.Hermione's eyes grew wide when she realized who the man was.
"M...Malfoy."she managed to stutter out.
"Shh." He put a finger to her lips.
He pulled off his cloak and wrapped it around her thin shoulders.Hermione fumbled with buttons of her blouse trying to close them quickly before Draco could see anything.Draco turned around so he couldn't see anything which surprised her greatly.
"Hmm you think he would have wanted to see as much as possible." Hermione thought.
Hermione was done and he turned around to look at her. He had changed and she knew it.His hair was no longer slicked back but fell into his eyes. He was wearing a dark green t-shirt and baggy black jeans with white phatfarms that were laced with white laces.
"Dang he got hott over the summer." Hermione thought looking him up and down. "And he actually seems to care about me...wait did I just say that about Malfoy?"
"Come on I'll take you home." He said kindly taking her hand.
"Just take me to Harry's,he lives at Number 4 Privet Drive Little Whinging Surrey." She told him.
"Umm Hermione you do know where you are right?" He asked turning to look at her.
"England, of course." Hermione said rather confused.
"No Hermione, you are in the United States New York City to be exact." Draco said looking at her licking his lips nervously.
"What!" Hermione screamed. "How the hell did I get here?"
"I don't know Hermione, I don't know." Draco said quietly putting his arm around her and leading her out of the alleyway.
Hermione didn't do anything about his arm he just kept walking with her. They were silent for a minute.
"I'm just gonna guess you don't have any place to go." Draco started.
"You think." Hermione muttered under her breath.
"Well you can just come to my apartment." He finished as if she hadn't said anything.
"You have a house in America?" Hermione asked in disbelief.
"Sorta." Draco said. "I share an apartment with my friend Jake and Blaise Zabini you know Blaise from school."
"Yes I do." she replied stiffly.
Blaise had been one of those Slytherin boys who had always teased her.
"But your parents..."Hermione began.
"Are in London and I don't give a damn what they think." Draco stated.
"But your only sixteen don't you need them for money?" Hermione knew how Draco liked to live the good life.
"I am quite aware that I am sixteen and all of us boys have jobs so we don't worry about money." They had arrived outside a pub.
Draco led Hermione inside. It was a small dimly lit pub. It was a circular room with tables and chairs squeezed in. A bar with about a dozen stools was to their right. To their left was a couple fireplaces and a staircase leading to the second floor. A few people were sitting around conversing with each other or reading the Nightly Prophet. Draco slipped his arm around Hermione and she blushed.
"Okay Hermione relax he just put his arm around your waist." Hermione told herself.
She looked up at him and saw him glaring at some people in the pub. She looked around and saw many men staring at her. Draco pulled her close and led her over to the fireplaces. He took a bit of floo powder from a flowerpot which was sitting on a small table while she waited by a fireplace. The men still hadn't broken their stares. Draco glowered at this.
"Ready to go home, honey." He said loudly enough so that the whole pub could hear him.
A few men rolled their eyes and looked away but some still seemed to be in a trance like state staring at Hermione. Hermione sighed at the blonde.
"Come on Draco, before I mess up your hair." Hermione teased.
His face turned very pale and he whispered "You wouldn't dare." In a appalled voice.
"Then you better hurry up." Hermione said testily tapping her foot on the ground.
Draco grinned as he walked over to her. He put his arm around her and they stepped into the fire.
"Apartment 109 Malsburry Apartments." Draco cried.
They began spinning and Hermione felt herself pulling away from Draco due to momentum. Draco pulled her in close and held her there against his body. They fell out of the fireplace onto a soft carpeted floor. Draco was on top of Hermione.
"Get off of me Draco." Hermione snapped at him.
"Nah I'm good right here." Draco said not moving.
Before Hermione could reply the door opened and a man stepped in.
"Whoa Draco could you at least take that to your room." The man snapped with a bit of laughter in his voice.
"Shut up." he muttered getting off of Hermione.
The man switched on the lights and Hermione gasped when she saw his face. He was a tall muscular man with ebony hair and sea-green eyes. Draco offered his hand to Hermione but she ignored it staring at the man. Draco looked from Hermione to the man and back again.
"Earth to Hermione you ok?" Draco asked.
"Hmm yeah I'm good." Hermione took his hand and he helped her up.
"Hermione this is Jake, Jake this is Hermione." Draco introduced them.
"Nice to meet you." Jake said shaking her hand.
"Same to you I'm sure." Hermione replied with a small smile.
"I'm gonna go get something to eat, Hermione you want anything?" Draco asked heading for a door on the left.
"Yeah sure." Hermione said glad for an excuse to get out of the room.
They both went into the kitchen. There was a door in the kitchen that seemed to lead to a bedroom. Draco got all the stuff to make sandwiches with out. Hermione went over to the counter to help Draco make the food. She was starved. When they were done with the food they went into the living room and sat down on a couch that was in front of a fireplace. Between the fireplace and couch was a small table. There were a couple armchairs spread out in the room. They ate in silence.
"Draco?" Hermione turned to face him.
"Hmm?" Draco murmured.
"How do you know Jake?" Hermione asked looking at the fire.
Draco opened his eyes and looked at her. "We met in a club called Moonlight Dreams."
"Oh that makes me feel better." she thought. "Oh." was all she said out loud.
Draco stared at her oddly. He stood up and stretched yawning.
"Well I'm going to bed my room's the one through the kitchen "he said with a wink walking towards the door. "Oh yeah and by the way I should warn you Jake has a tendency to come out in the middle of the night and sleep on the couch regardless of whether some one is there or not. Good-night."
He walked through the kitchen to his room and she heard a door close.
"Well lets see on one hand I could stay out here and risk the chance of having my attempted rapist try to sleep on the same couch with me or I can go in Draco's room and sleep in his bed." Hermione tried to sort out her thoughts. She sighed and got up deciding that sleeping in Draco's bed was much better than risking sleeping on the same couch with Jake. She walked through the kitchen and knocked on Draco's door before walking in.
He was propped up against his pillow facing her. He had nothing over his chest and Hermione could see the muscles easily even in the dark. He smiled at her as she walked over to his bed and slid under the covers.
"I knew you'd come in here." He said laying back down.
"Oh really and how exactly did you know that." Hermione said laying on her side looking at the side of his head.
"Because you can't resist me." He stated turning to look at her.
"Your full of yourself." Hermione snapped.
Draco smirked at her but remained silent. Hermione eventually drifted off to sleep. When he was positive she was asleep, Draco leaned over and kissed her softly on the top of her head.
"I love you Hermione." He whispered before falling off into a deep sleep.