Chapter Fifteen
Hermione and Draco arrived at the manor and went inside, running up to his room. Draco shut the door as Hermione twirled around giggling. She whirled to face him and threw her arms around him.
"Thank you. I don't know what I would've done had you not been there." She said with her face pressing against his shirt.
Draco pushed her back gently and looked into her eyes. "I'm just glad I got there when I did."
Hermione smiled softly at him and rose onto her toes to kiss him. He pressed back, gently at first, and then making the kiss more urgent, more passionate.
He maneuvered them to the bed and she sat on it, scooting backwards to give him room. She lay down and he crawled on top of her, resuming their kiss. His hands roamed her body, stopping to squeeze a breast or caress a hip.
He broke apart from their kiss, and Hermione whimpered at the loss of contact, but was soon moaning as Draco kissed his way down her neck to her shirt.
He frowned at it. "This simply won't do." He said, a devilish smirk on his face.
He unbuttoned her shirt, kissing every spot of skin that appeared underneath. He dipped his tongue into her navel and she wriggled underneath him. He moved his attention to her skirt. That could be kinky, but right now he wanted to see all of her.
Hermione lifted her hips as he pulled her skirt off. Now all that was left was her bra and panties. Draco moved his hand between her legs and started rubbing her through it, making her close her eyes and moan softly. He pulled his hand back and she opened her eyes, darkened with lust and anticipation.
She sat up and moved towards Draco, forcing him to lie down. "Mister Malfoy, we're a bit overdressed for the occasion aren't we?" She murmured into his ear.
She undid his shirt, pulling it off. Next, her hands went to undo his pants and pulled them down. His obvious erection was straining against the confines of his boxers.
Draco reached up behind her back, unclasping her bra. It came off easily and Draco had to stop for a moment to look at them. Her breasts were round, but not too big. Her pink nipples hardening even more as he watched. He lifted his head up and took one into his mouth, flicking his tongue against it, causing Hermione to moan and push herself against him.
Almost unconsciously, her body was working of its own accord as she pushed herself against Draco's erection, trying to quell the ache that was down there. Draco groaned at the contact, bucking his hips up. He reached down to take off Hermione's panties and then moved his hand between her legs, rubbing her in circles. Hermione tossed her head back and arched her back, gasping.
Draco watched her reaction and he shook his boxers off, ready to go. He kept rubbing her with his thumb, and stuck two fingers up inside her, pulling in and out. He felt a barrier and freaked for a second. Obviously, she was still new to this. He pulled his hand away and flipped them over so he was on top.
He looked at her closely. "You're sure you want to do this? It will hurt a little bit." He asked her.
Hermione bit her lip and nodded. "More sure than I've been of anything." She whispered, closing the distance between them and kissing him.
Draco positioned himself at her entrance and slowly entered, letting her get used to the feeling. She wiggled her hips wit ha frown on her face and Draco had to use some serious self-control not to come right then and there.
Finally Hermione relaxed, and Draco pushed in further until he touched the barrier. He paused, and then with one swift jerk of his hips, he broke it and was inside her all the way. He paused again, not moving until he knew she was comfortable.
He started to rock his hips, and Hermione would lift her's up to meet his. She pulled her legs up and crossed her ankles up behind his back and they both groaned as Draco went in deeper than before.
Draco started to move faster and he could feel he was almost at his breaking point. He wanted Hermione to come when he did and reached down between them to rub her in fast circles.
Hermione gasped and then moaned when Draco started rubbing her. She could feel little tingles start at the base of her spine. Her breath started coming fast and Draco rubbed harder, sensing she was close.
Hermione's breath hitched as those little tingles of pleasure turned into waves and rushed all over her body. Draco gave one last thrust and came with a grunt.
He rested his weight on top of her trying to catch his breath, until he felt her hands poking at him to get off.
He rolled over and looked at her to see that she was smiling sleepily at him. He smiled back. He reached over and pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her; hearing her breathing even out.
He put his mouth towards her ear. "Hermione." He whispered. She didn't stir. "I think…I think I love you." He wasn't sure if he was ready to admit it to her face.
Hermione moved a little and Draco froze. "I love you too Draco." Came the mumbled reply down below before she burrowed closer to him and went to sleep.
Draco relaxed. Okay, so it wasn't near as bad as what he thought it would be. He closed his eyes and let sleep take him over.
A few hours and a few, er, romps later, Draco and Hermione were sitting in her room talking, when they felt their Dark Marks burning on their arms. They left the room and started down the hall, joining all the other Death Eaters filing down the hall. They made it to the stone meeting room and stood near the back.
Soon enough, Voldemort came into the room through the side door on the stage. Silence filled the room as everyone bowed down to him.
"Stand, my faithful followers." He said. "I was very pleased with how the attack turned out. We were very successful and even caught a key member of the Order."
With a flourish, he waved his hand to the back of the stage, and two Death Eaters came out, carrying Lupin between them. They set him in a chair that was conjured up and magically tied him to it.
The Death Eaters cheered when they saw him; brandishing their wands, hoping to take a go at him. Voldemort held u his hand for silence.
"Now, I was told that Granger was responsible for his capture. Come up here Granger." He commanded.
With one last look towards Draco, she stepped forward and made her way to the stage. Once there, she bowed again to Voldemort.
"Take off your mask and hood girl. I want this man to see everything." Voldemort said.
She did as she was told, and Lupin –who had been a little out of it- looked up at her. When he recognized her, he jerked against his bindings. "Hermione?" He whispered. "What…?"
Hermione just ignored him and looked to Voldemort for what to do next.
"I want you to torture him." He said, an evil gleam in his eye. "Do to him whatever I tell you."
Hermione took off her cloak so it wouldn't get in the way, and turned to face Lupin.
Without her cloak in the way, he could clearly see her Dark Mark. "Oh Hermione, no. What have you done? Why Hermione?" He pleaded with her.
Hermione rolled her eyes at him and yelled, "Crucio!" without waiting for Voldemort's command. She let up on it almost immediately. "I'm sorry, my Lord. I didn't mean to do that. He was getting on my nerves though."
Voldemort chuckled, making everyone in the room cringe at the sound. "Not to worry. Have you tried this one?" He asked, waving his wand while yelling a spell.
And on it went for two more hours, Voldemort himself teaching Hermione new Dark magic. She was a quick study though, usually getting it right after one or two tries. Finally, they stopped, with Lupin only half-conscious.
"Finish him off, my dear." Voldemort said, turning to her.
Hermione took a deep breath and looked at Lupin, who was shaking his head at her. She raised her wand and pointed it at him. "Avada Kedavra!" She yelled loudly.
Lupin's eyes widened, and then it was over, the life had gone out of him; leaving him slumped over in his seat.
"Good." Voldemort told her. "Go join your fellow Death Eaters." As she did this, he turned to the crowd and addressed them. "It is time for the Final Battle! I am now at my strongest and believe we can win this."
The Death Eaters threw up their hands and cheered.
"While the enemy is still recovering from this attack, we will attack again! They will have no way of knowing. Tomorrow night, we will invade Hogwarts and attack all who are inside!"
Another cheer went up at this, and then died down as Voldemort gave them instructions and details of the plan.
Back at Hogwarts, the Order was having an emergency meeting. Dumbledore was standing at the head of a long table, addressing the members.
"I know we have just suffered a loss, with Lupin being taken-" He was cut off by a sob from Tonks, who was being comforted by Mrs. Weasley. "-However, since he was not the Secret Keeper, there is nothing that Voldemort can gain from him.
Everybody that was gathered there nodded. "Another thing I wish to discuss is Hermione Granger's deflection to the other side. I am not sure what has made her do it. The only thing I can think of is that something happened to her while she was their prisoner."
Harry looked up at him. "Well I don't think she was under the Imperius Professor. She didn't have the look of someone who was bewitched."
Dumbledore nodded at him. "Thank you Harry. Although that is not good for us. We have all seen demonstrations of Hermione's talent. We all know just what she is capable of. Now, my thinking is that Voldemort will want to strike again – fast and hard. We must be ready for him when he does. I will need everybody's help in setting up stronger wards around the castle. We will begin immediately."
Everybody nodded their assent and started to get up and leave. Dumbledore walked up to Harry and Ginny.
"I would like the two of you to go back to your dormitories, gather anything you might need; Harry, your invisibility cloak will be useful. Once you have done that, I want you to meet the rest of the Order outside my office."
Harry nodded. "Yes sir." He started to walk away, but turned back around. "Sir? About Hermione? Do you think…I mean…will she come back to us?"
Dumbledore sighed, and shook his head. "I do not know Harry, I do not know. But I hope so."
Harry nodded sadly. "Let's go Gin." He said to her, and they made their way back to the dormitories, lost in their own thoughts.