Hey my loyal followers! (Sorry if I insult you some how by saying that) This is chapter 12! Nice to see you guys back! OH MY GOSH! GUESS WHAT!...My story has finally been added to a C2 Archive..I know that other people probably have like...10's and stuff but hey..I feel soooo special right now! Thanks for your reviews..I absolutely love them...hint hint...hmm? Well yes..thanks for your reviews..If you also have any questions or anything please don't hesitate to ask..

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Hermione stirred and slowly opened her eyes. She was lying on her side. At first she had no idea where she was, but then realised she was in her bedroom. She looked around the room. The sun was shinning through a n open balcony door and there was a warm breeze, she never opened it last night. Unless...somebody opened it. Then it all came back to Hermione. She had sex with Draco Malfoy. One of her sworn enemies! This was quite...awkward for Hermione. She looked forward..and there was the devil himself. He was also facing her, he was still asleep. He looked so...peaceful for once. Almost innocent..

Ugh! Hermione hated herself for thinking such a thing..Draco Malfoy was not innocent! Far from it actually..Hermione stared at Draco's expressionless face, then she thought about the previous night. She really did expect sex with Draco to be unbearable, but the more Hermione thought about it, she realised that she actually enjoyed it. It wasn't painful or horrible at all, Draco was perfect in every single way. He did everything correctly. If Hermione had the choice, and that nothing bad would come from it, she'd want to be with Draco. Not as a slave, but as a equal girl...As a girl friend. But that would take a miracle.

"So I now know why you are called the Slytherin Sex God.." murmured Hermione. She could feel Draco's soft warm breath on her face. She really just wanted to kiss him. Then she realised that she was naked. Well der Hermione, you did just have sex last night, why would you put clothes on just so you can go to sleep, thought Hermione. Then she also realised that the towel she was nurturing, was gone. Draco saw her naked, and she was still there. I mustn't look so bad after all, thought Hermione.

Then Draco started to move around slightly and Hermione decided that she should leave, if Draco woke up with Hermione staring at him, who knows what he'd do. But then another thought hit Hermione. Didn't he say that he had chosen for her to be hid slave, and for some reason Hermione was happy that the idea of leaving Draco left her completely. The got closer to Draco and put his arms over her so that he was holding her, and he squeezed slightly. Hermione felt something, warmth, comfort, safety...no...a boner.

Hermione squealed and sat up abruptly, she clutched the blanket to cover herself. She stared down at the stirring erected boy as he sat up slowly. He yawned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, the blanket covered him to his belly button. He peered at Hermione and snicked "You enjoyed yourself last night didn't you.." .

"Of course not..you..you were horrible...atrocious...bad!" replied Hermione.

"Yeah, right...And was I just imagining you screaming for me to go faster...screaming out my name in sheer plea-"

"You were!..And the only reason I did it was because I am your slave now!" said Hermione quickly, as she turned red. She remembered no such thing..Oh wait..Yes she did remember, it was just before she...um...climaxed, if you will. And judging by Draco's attitude, he had no idea of the...his..'happy little friend'.

"What does it matter anyway.." said Hermione, unable to stare at Draco's friend.

"I suppose you're right, it doesn't matter" replied Draco. Then he thought about what Hermione had said. Since he didn't mind her company all that much, does that mean that..Hermione would be his slave now? It wouldn't be so bad, to have her around. Then Draco kicked himself mentally, don't get mushy, you fucking pussy...

Then Draco realised that Hermione was staring at something below him and he looked, and he saw his erection. What the fuck! I..I..I didn't even notice...what does this mean! No..It doesn't mean that I like her...like that...it..she was probably touching me without noticing it..We are naked...and we were sleeping together in the same bed...naked...But I do that all the time with Pansy and other girls..But I've never had an unexpected one...Shit..Thought Draco. He possibly couldn't...like..Hermione..like that..could he?

Either way Draco didn't like the possibility. Then without notice Hermione got up with the blanket into the bathroom, then she shut the door. Draco sat there on Hermione's bed...Draco peered around the room. It was quite neat and tidy, rather nice actually. Draco could sort of see himself get use to this. In a way, that..only a master would...right? Draco sighed, was this going to be his new life? Having Hermione Granger his slave? To tell the truth, Draco didn't mind that possibility.

Hermione shut the bathroom door and locked it. She still had her blanket wrapped around her body. She leaned on the bathroom sink and turned on the tap and she splashed some cold water onto her face. "Oh Hermione, what have you just done..." she said to herself. But was this the beginning on her new life, the one that had been created from lies, deceit and murder? Did Hermione liked who she had become? She had been fooled so easily. Why? Why did she fold into Draco without much of a fight? It was..because she might have been a pure-blood. Yes, that's right. Though Hermione. But, she knew, down in the bottom of her heart and soul that, that was not the case. She was so easily wielded by Draco because...

There was a knock on the door, Hermione rushed over to the shower and turned it on, she only turned the hot water on.

"Unlock the door would you?.." said the voice on the other side of the door.

"Um...I'm er..Having a shower! Can't you hear!" replied Hermione pathetically.

Hermione heard somebody (obviously Draco) fidling with the door handle, then the door lock undid, and the door swung open.