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A/N: There was no way for me to get online over break so I'm sorry that it took so long to get this up. The chapters are longer now and there is a total of thirteen.

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VI. Rape

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"Mmm, Harry," Hermione moaned as lips moved up her jaw and onto her lips, kissing her with tenderness.

"Hermione," moaned a husky voice against her lips.

Hermione wrapped her arms about his neck and pulled him closer to her, bringing her body flush against his. "Make love to me?" she asked softly. "I've missed you."

If not for the name uttered out of her mouth when he first started kissing her, he probably would have done just that, but the fact that she automatically assumed it was her husband made Draco's heart squeeze within his chest.

"I can't," he said and slowly she opened her eyes and saw not emerald green but a stony, dusky grey with quicksilver around the edges.

"Draco!" she said, pushing him off of her and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, the effect the action had on Draco's heart was inclement. He lowered his gaze from her harsh stare. He walked back through the door to his own room and lay down on his bed looking utterly forlorn.

But Hermione stormed in after him. "Why would you do something like that? Take advantage of me in my sleep? You're worse than I thought, Malfoy, you nearly raped me! Gods, if Harry knew—"

"For one, you know the reason why I did. Two, I did not nearly rape you! You told me to take you and I did not. Third, I don't care if Harry bloody Potter finds out because he's already planning to do something behind your back," Draco said calmly, not looking at her.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"He told you not to floo him everyday, that means he wants his privacy. That means he doesn't want you to find out what he's been up to."

"Liar! I'm sure if I flooed him right now he would be—" She stopped and looked at her watch, accounted for the time difference, and, "—sleeping," she concluded.

"How can you be so sure?" he asked.

"Because Harry's my husband and I love him and he loves me," Hermione said simply and walked back into her room.

"Aren't you even going to check?"

"No!"

"Why?" he screamed across to the other room.

"Because I trust him!"

"Fine, be the naïve wife who stays at home with the kids and makes his tea and—"

"Shut up, Malfoy!"

"And kiss his arse at every step just because he's Harry Potter!"

"Shut up!"

"Mark my words, dearest. If you check you might see something you won't like but at least I'll be here to help you with it. If you find out later, I won't be."

"Consider them marked," she said in a soft tone that eluded danger.

"Good day," Draco said in a fiercely sarcastic tone, then strode to his door and slammed it shut behind him.

In her room, Hermione threw a handful of floo powder on the grate, stepped in and said the name of her destination clearly.

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"Harry?" Hermione called into the empty house. Not seeing him she invited herself to go upstairs to their bedroom.

She opened the door and saw her husband's face peeking out from the covers. She smiled. She had been positive that he would be sleeping; here was her proof. She was turning to leave when she heard the covers rustle.

She looked back to tell Harry to keep sleeping, but instead gasped loudly at the sight of a slender arm draped across her husband. The arm stirred at the gasp and Hermione instantly recognized her Husband's lover. A slow smirk slipped across Pansy's face as she realized that she had finally received the greatest revenge.

She hadn't known a few hours earlier that this fling with an old enemy could turn into something so perfect. Hermione Granger, Potter actually, was who Draco wanted and she knew it. Now she had stolen Hermione's husband, even if it was only for one night. As Hermione backed away from the room, Pansy laid back down, snuggling closer to Harry.

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When Hermione stepped through the fireplace she had to hold her tears in. Draco was standing there in front of her, obviously awaiting her return.

"I heard you floo over," he admitted. Hermione nodded. "So?"

"I was right," she said glumly.

"You were…?"

"He was sleeping, like I said he would be." She rubbed her eyes with the bases of her palms and smoothed her hair out. "Now, if you will excuse me, I need to get ready for the day."

Draco tried to apologize. "I shouldn't have said anything. It wasn't my place to decide if he was cheating on you or not."

"No, it wasn't," she said curtly.

"May I ask one thing though?"

"Hmnh?"

"Who was he sleeping with?"

Hermione spun around to face him. "Get out of my room, Malfoy."

"You'll feel horrible until you talk about it," he said.

"Out!"

"Hermione," he said as he got nearer. "Don't be naïve."

Hermione's lower lip wavered as she tried to tell him off again. One tear that slipped down her cheek was soon followed by a waterfall. Draco held her as she sobbed.

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"How did you know?" she asked later on when her eyes were dry.

"You were almost in tears the entire time. It wasn't a difficult emotion to decipher."

Hermione nodded. "I'm sorry for dragging you into this mess. I wouldn't even be this upset if she hadn't been so damn smug when she saw me standing there. It suddenly became personal."

Draco wrapped his arm around her middle. "Did you know her? Is that why it was worse?"

Hermione bit her lip. How could she tell him that his wife was with her husband? "Yes, I knew her a long time ago."

"Who?"

Hermione looked at Draco. She lowered her eyes. "Pansy."

"My wife?" he said in shock. Hermione nodded. Draco laughed shortly. "Wow. Pansy and Potter."

Hermione was unsure of how he felt. "Don't you care just a little bit?"

"I'm actually more in shock that she didn't take him to my manor and boast about how it all belongs to her."

Hermione stood up, furious. For a minute she had thought the could be caring. Now she saw that he only cared about himself. Damn the fact that his wife was sleeping around! Hell, he could even joke about it. And why should he be supportive of her when he had the same problem? It didn't seem to matter to him that she couldn't handle her souse messing around on the side.

Hermione stormed out of her room leaving a speechless Draco.

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