AN: Well, chapter 1 seems liked. And here is Chapter 2!

Dedicated to: The moose's butt, my boyfriend who I frequently enjoy abusing and cheating on. BUT YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU MOOSSY-POO!!!!

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Dark Fantasies

Bright, glaring sunlight shone through a certain Hermonie's window, and gently coaxing, nuzzled her out of her troubled sleep.

Hermonie groaned as the sun blinded her for a moment as she struggled to open sleep laden eyes. Finally succeeding, she gazed up at her canopy and thought back to yesterday night's conversation. Krum, Viktor Krum, had proposed. Was she really that old? Hermonie mused. It seems like only a few days ago when Harry, Ron, and her were out playing by the old well, when a messenger ran out to tell the three children the terrible news. That their parents were dead, that they were orphans, and for Harry and Ron, that they were the new rulers.

It had been 10 years already though, she thought wonderingly. She was only 5 at the time, and didn't really understand what had happened. She only knew she was with her brothers, Harry 10, Ron 8, and they would always take care of her.

Hermonie sighed. She was 15 now, and according to the laws, she would officially marry as soon as she turned 16. Her birthday would come up in a few months.

Groaning, she pulled herself out of bed. This was too much thinking. There should be a law against thinking too much in the morning. In fact, why isn't there one? Am I the only one who thinks too much in the mornings? Hermonie cleaned and dressed herself, and headed down to the great hall, for breakfast.

Guarding the great hall, were two guards. Hermonie knew them , their names were Seamus and Dean.

"Good morning, Lady Hermonie!" They greeted her cheerfully.

"Morning!" She called to them, before going in.

In the Great Hall, Hermonie was greeted by the sight of her brothers eating breakfast. She hurried and joined them, desperately hoping Ron didn't already eat all of the grape jam.

"Morning Hermycrab!" Harry said enthusiastically.

"Nourine Ernygad!" Ron struggled to speak though a mouth full of grape jelly.

Hermonie glanced disgustedly at Ron. She knew it. He had eaten all the grape jelly, and now she would have to use strawberry jam on her bread. She hated strawberry…

"Here Hermycrab!" Harry smiled at her jokingly as he handed her a full jar of grape jam.

Hermonie smiled gratefully at Harry. At least she could count on her oldest brother not to eat all her grape jam.

As she spread jam thickly over her bread, Harry asked her,

"So Hermycrab, what do you plan to do today?"

Hermonie gulped down her food in an unprincess-like manner before replying,

"Mmmm… I was planning on going to the market to get some more thread. I'm almost done with mine."

"Why don't you ask Ginny to go?"

"Because it's a really nice day today, and I haven't been outside the palace walls for a week!"

Harry sighed as he gave in.

"Just don't be gone for too long. Don't for get King Viktor is coming to see you today."

Choking on her milk, Hermonie suddenly realized that in the excitement of finding some grape jelly, she had forgotten all about last night.

"Oh…of course… I'll do my…best…to…hurry up…" She said, with as much enthusiasm as she could muster.

As soon as the table was cleared away, Harry and Ron went into a private chamber to discuss sate matters with their advisors, leaving Hermonie to do as she wished.

Gathering up a basket and some spare coins, she headed out the castle gates and sated to walk to town.

It really was a most beautiful day. The sun was streaming through the leaves, making them look like glittering emeralds, and the path she was walking on was well shaded too. The birds were chirping, the flowers were all in full bloom, and there was a gently playful breeze that twirled around her as she walked. All in all, it was quite a lovely day, too bad Hermonie was too occupied with her thoughts to really take notice of it.

'Why dies HE have to come here? I can make my own decisions, and in fact, I'd rather do that. It would be easier without outside distractions. I'll tell him yes in my own time too. There's no need to rush me. I don't like being rushed. Wait a minute! When did I decide that I will marry him? Why should I? I've got a long life in front of me, there's no need to settle down so soon.' Her thoughts whirled in her mind, like a depressingly foggy day.

'But…truth be told, it would be a great help to Harry and Ron if I did. Ever since the cursed vampyres started to raid us, our land has grown poorer and poorer. Krum has a great kingdom, five times larger than ours, so if I did get married to him, our people would also prosper. We would have powerful allies against the vampyres and fewer people would die.'

'Still, though… I want to marry a person because I really love them, not just for politics. But then again, that would be selfish of me. If I married him, I could save so many lives…'

BAM

Hermonie groaned as she laid on the path. This is what happens when a person thinks too much. They run into low branches and hurt themselves. She knew she should have talked to Harry and Ron about that law…

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Draco's eyes glittered, as he long fangs glistened, poised to pierce through human flesh. He had not planned on feeding today, especially during day light hours, but with the ceremony coming up, he would need extra strength. And not feeding for 5 days had put him at a major set back.

He had found this human wretch with her lover in an abandoned hut. One look from his icy silver eyes had sent the male running, forgetting about his 'dear I-will-never-abandon-you sweetheart'.

A few seductive words, and the girl was in the palm of his hands. Draco preferred female blood, over male blood. It tasted sweeter, and it was always fun to "play" with his food before he sucked it dry. And female blood tasted best when given willingly, like this one.

After the body had been sucked dry, Draco looked down at the corpse and with a twitch of his fingers, burned it.

Leaving the hut, he took flight, and with another gesture, the hut burned as well. Draco left the scene and began to look for the human girl.

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"Will you be alright, Princess?" A worried farmer and his wife looked down at Hermonie.

Smiling cheerfully, Hermonie replied,

"Thank you very much! Please don't worry about me. I'll be fine, its only a small scratch."

The "small scratch" throbbed painfully with every word she said, but it was worth the pain just to see the relieved faces.

The farmer and his wife were on their way home from visiting relatives in the next town, when they came upon a bleeding Hermonie lying in the middle of the road. Being kind and caring, they had taken her up to their home and stopped her bleeding.

"Mommy! Mommy! Bitaka hit me again!"

A small 3 year old child came running in, clutching at her mother's skirt.

The wife sighed as she heard the child. Hermonie was confused. Didn't most farming families have an older child to help out?

"Um…Excuse me miss?"

The wife turned to her. "Yes?"

"Don't most families have an older child to help out?"

The wife's eyes saddened as she heard Hermonie's question.

"Yes, Selire here has an older brother, but he went to fight the vampyres and died."

Hermonie stayed silent. After all, what could you say to this sort of thing? Thanking the family once again for helping her, she continued on her way.

At the bustling market square, she bought her thread, blood red, light gold, and silver. Then she bought a small piece of bread with some cider and sat down to her lunch.

While eating, Hermonie's mind kept flashing back to what the old wife had said. If she agreed to marry Krum, then perhaps she could prevent more children from being killed.

On her home, Hermonie noticed a beautiful little clearing. Stopping to rest, she placed her basket on the ground and sat down on a warm rock. Smiling, she giggled as the flowers tickled her feet. If only life could always be so peaceful.

Shattering the calm, a cold clammy hand wrapped itself around Hermonie. She gave a little scream of surprise, as she spun around and looked right into the face of Viktor Krum.

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Draco started as he heard a woman scream. It wasn't just any woman, it was his human prey. She was either very scared or very surprised, or both. Spinning around in mid air, he flew towards her voice.

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Hermonie stared up at Viktor Krum's face. Up close, he was even worse than she remembered. Not that he was bad looking. Viktor Krum had dark eyes, and thick dark hair. He was tall and had an air of authority around him. Hermonie hated him.

But at the present moment, there wasn't much she could do to avoid him.

"Why, hello, my dear Princess Hermonie. Its been a while since our last meeting."

His voice was like smooth oil.

Hermonie replied, as politely as she possibly could, remembering everything her etiquette teacher ever taught her.

"It is an honor to meet again, King."

Viktor Krum smiled. Hermonie hadn't changed a bit. In fact, she had grown even more lovely since he'd last seen her. He had been on his way to the castle, when he happened to pass a clearing, and lo and behold, there she was, sitting there, like she didn't have a single care in the world.

Hermonie got off the rock and made to move away, but before she had even realized what happened, she was caught up in Viktor's arms, and pushed roughly against a tree. She was caught, like a scared little rabbit.

Viktor grinned as he leaned down, and whispered seductively into her ear,

"I missed you very much when you left me, so I came to get you, to bring you back."

Hermonie's insides boiled. How dare he! Thinking she was some object that belonged to him! But she couldn't do anything against him. Years of war had toughened his muscles and she was a fly, struggling in a web.

Viktor Krum's mouth came closer and closer to hers, when at that moment, he gave a wheezed gasp and collapsed on her.

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AN: I finally finished Chapter 2! I'm so proud of myself! I've never written such a long chapter! I also know its sorta a cliffie, but not really because most of you can pretty much guess what happened. Please read and review! The more reviews, the more updates too!