AN: the first two chapters weren't supposed to go together, but I'm not going to fix it. just expect insanely long chapters from now on. But now to the important part, that I love every freaking one of you who reviewed, I almost started crying that's how much I luv ya.
Chapter 3
Hermione sat in front of the window constantly feeling herself being pushed and pulled in different directions. What she had with Snape wasn't serious, it was basically a distraction on her side. Sometimes though she didn't know what he really wanted out of it from her. Now here was Draco, a werewolf, who needed her as his mate and planned on hiding her out here forever probably even if he was caught as a traitor at the end of the war by the Ministry.
She got up at noon and went to the door to see if it would open, when it did she walked outside and immediately a house elf appeared bowing deeply.
"Master told me to help miss once she decided to get up," she said cheerfully.
"Is that exactly what he said?" Hermione asked.
"Yes miss, would you like to go to the library? Master had many books added to the collection specifically for you," she said even more cheerfully.
"What's your name?" Hermione asked.
"Bubbly miss. Would you like lunch instead and have Bubbly take you to the library later?" she asked intent on doing something for the miss that master had taken such a shine to.
"Um, just show me where the library is and you can bring me lunch there," Hermione said. She hadn't moved past her house elf convictions but only expressed them when she came upon an elf that wanted to be free. Bubbly walked ahead of her quickly to show her where the library was and opened the door with her small body disappearing inside. Hermione walked in and took one look before she closed her eyes.
"Bastard," she muttered.
"Miss is not pleased," Bubbly said springing forward with tears in her eyes.
"No this is amazing, he's a complete asshole for trying to win me over with more books then I could read in ten years," she said walking in and caressing the spines tenderly.
"So miss is mad at master? Okay, I'll go get lunch and leave you to your reading," Bubbly said leaving Hermione there and laughing slightly.
"Weird elf," she muttered and pulled a good looking book off the shelf. She ate when Bubbly brought her food and kept reading till her eyes started closing without her permission. Bubbly came in and tsked at her before taking her back to Draco's room.
"Miss needs rest, go change and then straight to bed with you," Bubbly said hands on her tiny hips and Hermione smiled wearily before changing into pajama's and falling asleep.
In the morning she followed Bubbly straight to the library and stayed there all day again and walking back to Draco's room when she felt tired. This pattern continued for all the time that Draco was gone though occasionally she went to the kitchen with Bubbly to make her own food just to get out of the pattern. After two weeks she was sitting in his room brushing her hair out when the door opened and she turned to see him walk in looking ecstatic as he walked toward her.
"Don't touch me," she ordered when he was steps away from her. He disregarded her instructions and pulled her against his chest and held her tight as he took a deep breath of her scent while she pounded on his chest. "Let me go."
"Just give me a minute," he said moving one of his hands down her back to rub her bum while she fought harder. "Oh sweet Merlin I was going insane without you."
"I'll make sure you lose a lot more body parts if you don't take your hands off of me," she said managing to get out of him arms. She grabbed her brush off the floor and pulled it through her hair then braided it back while she continued moving away from him and finally threw the brush at him hitting him squarely in the head.
"That's it," he growled springing forward and grabbing her arms and pulling her toward his bed. "I'm gone for two weeks and you start attacking me."
"You can't have been so stupid as to think I would be all warm and fuzzy after what you did," she screamed at him.
"I just need you!" he screamed back at her and she flinched at that raw emotion. She felt a little of his anger and hurt rolling through her as he backed away from her. She suddenly wanted to comfort him but backed up to the bed and sat on the edge looking at him hanging his head.
"I didn't want to hurt you, but you don't understand how I feel right now or how I felt all the time you weren't with me," he said sitting down in a chair facing her.
"That's not an apology," she said pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.
"I'm sorry for hurting your feelings, but I'm not sorry that I took you," he said. She felt a hollow feeling of all the longing he felt when she wasn't there and the desire to melt into her totally and it stunned her.
"Why am I feeling your emotions?" she asked.
"We're spending more time together and I'm letting you feel them, though in a while you'll be able to do it at will," he said
"I never read about that," Hermione said.
"Werewolves don't make it common knowledge," he said starting to get undressed. She watched him warily but he only stripped down to his boxers before he walked toward the bathroom. "Go to sleep, I won't touch you again."
"How do I know your telling the truth?" she called.
"Search my feelings. Am I trying to be a selfish, narcissistic, manipulative bastard?" he asked. She searched through the emotions he had and shook her head.
"That doesn't mean I trust you though," she said.
"If it did then I wouldn't love you so much," he said going into the bathroom and throwing his boxers out the bathroom making her scoff. She climbed under the covers and wrapped herself tight in the sheet to know if he tried to touch her while she was sleeping. When he came out she was fast asleep and he could make out that her dream was about him hanging by a chain as she read in the library silencing his screams. Sighing he got into bed as far away as possible but facing her and taking deep breaths of her scent surrounding him.
He fell asleep away from her but in the morning he was right behind her his nose in her hair and his arm over her waist. He hastily retreated before she woke up and started yelling at him for touching her. She woke up when he moved away however and didn't get mad if he knew she wanted her space and respected that. She went back to sleep until he came out of the shower again and got dressed. She dragged herself in and washed quickly planning to go to the library and grab some books and if he followed her she would go to the kitchen sure he didn't know where it was. When she walked into his room again though he was sitting there waiting for her.
"What's up Malfoy?" she asked walking past him to find her standard tshirt and jeans.
"We're going to go outside for a while," he said.
"Why?" she asked.
"You've been inside for two weeks and you don't want any fresh air?" he said leaning back in his chair.
"Yes, but you don't want me to go inside that massive bribe down the hall today?" she asked poking her head out of the closet.
"I want to make sure you don't go insane just reading all the time, though I'm sure your brain has an unlimited amount of space left to process and store everything in the library," he joked smirking when he heard her muttering he was a bastard again. She came out pulling her hair free from her shirt.
"Are you going to put me on a leash?" she asked.
"No, but you can put me in one any time you want," he said smiling as he stood up.
"You can't keep your head out of the gutter for more then a minute can you?" she asked.
"Not when your around Granger," he said opening the door for her. She walked out to the hallway and walked behind him to the front door some distance from his room.
"The walk to Hogsmeade is shorter than that," she complained.
"Well I would have loved to apparated here but I remember you telling me not to touch you," he said opening the door for her again.
"Then give me my wand back," she said blinking as her eyes adjusted to the sunlight coming down harshly on her.
"If I did that you might manage to escape, no one's magic is infallible," he said walking around her stretching up towards the sky and then down to touch his toes before turning toward her. "What would you like to do outside today?"
"To be left alone," she said holding her hands behind her back and walking away from him. He rolled his eyes and watched her walk away thinking about all the flowers, their true names, potions qualities, and special meanings all at once as she passed them.
"Giant encyclopedia," he muttered.
"I heard that," she called.
She kept walking and finally found a small shaded pond and sat next to it laying back and watching the clouds move above without thinking about it. The constant motion made her sleepy her eyes drifting shut slowly. Once she was under Draco crept up and sat next to her touching the stray hairs flared out around her on the ground. Deciding to push his luck he laid down next to her and slowly traced his fingers over the small line of skin between the bottom of her shirt and the top of her jeans. She slept on not feeling it in her dreamless sleep. He moved his hand up her shirt gently moving toward her breast and just touching the skin exposed and she only moved her head to the side still deep asleep. Getting cocky he moved his hand into her jeans and felt her through her underwear and realized she was soaking wet.
"What the hell has you so turned on Granger?" he thought and tried to enter her mind to see what she was really dreaming but he was blocked out. Moving around her barrier he found a small opening and looked in. She was definitely in his bed and having loud raucous sex. She was riding whoever she was fucking hard looking like a wanton sex goddess to him, he moved closer to see who she was fucking feeling extremely jealous when he saw himself under totally under her control and loving it. Draco pulled out quickly finding himself harder then ever knowing she had such an dirty imagination. He chuckled out loud when she whined slightly as he removed his hand from her jeans.
"Granger, wake up," he said sitting a foot away and watching her jump up looking guilty as hell. "Good dreams?"
"Piss off Malfoy," she said getting up and running away but he caught up with her and walked as close as possible without touching her.
"What's the matter? Have a naughty dream and all you can think of now is me?" he asked watching her blush furiously.
"Go away," she said running faster but he kept up barely jogging next to her before she tripped and he caught her feeling how hot her skin was under his fingers.
"Come on Granger, don't you want the real thing?" he said silkily and her eyes clouded over in shame and lust.
"I was just dreaming," she said closing her eyes.
"About the only cock you have left to be with because trust me if I see you with anyone else I'll tear them apart and make love to you just to get them out of your system, because your mine," he said pulling her closer and while her body got more heated.
"I want to hate you," she said pushing weakly against him.
"There sounds like there should be a but at the end," he said still pulling her closer.
"But I don't know how to describe how I felt those two weeks you were gone, all I though about was that sex and how possessive you got. It turned me on though I don't really want to admit that," she said opening her eyes a little and looking at him.
"I saw your dream though, you want the control this time," he said.
"Only so I don't feel forced, and I shouldn't be so gung ho about sleeping with you," she said again trying to pull him closer now.
"Is this consent to let me ravish you now?" he asked.
"If you can get me back to your room in the next three seconds before I change my mind," she said wrapping her fingers in his hair as he apparated them to his room and landing on the bed. In a flurry of hands Draco managed to rip off her shirt and get her pants open while she got his open and the belt on his trousers off. Letting her push him back on the bed she took off her bra and threw it to the floor and moaned when Draco cupped them massaging them gently. She pulled his trousers open and pulled them down leaving him in his boxers before she kicked off her jeans and he looked at her hungrily as she teased him by pulling her panties off slowly and then not taking off his boxers.
"Oh you're being such a tease," he whined sexily making her smile.
"I'm in control unless your going to take control and force me," she said.
"I can't, that dream can't get out of my head and I want to experience it," he said. She closed her eyes rubbing herself against his erection a little making him wiggle beneath her trying to slip out of his boxers. She opened her eyes and reached down to pull his boxers down completely and throwing them on the floor with their other clothes. She lined up with him and then impaled herself on him both of them moaning loudly. Draco cupped her breast again and moved his hips up to go inside her deeper. She closed her eyes and started riding him hard constantly making sure he hit her sensitive spot and she was almost screaming when she came. He was still hard inside of her not letting go to make this last longer.
"I can't-" she started when he flipped them over and started pounding into her while she whimpered. He latched onto one of her breast and pulling at the nipple on the other. She wrapped her legs tighter around his waist and suddenly realized that she was horribly loud and tried to muffle her cries into his shoulder when he pulled back but kept moving inside of her.
"Don't get quiet, get loud," he growled and she screamed out his name as she came again right after that. "Oh sweet merlin," he said clenching his teeth and then growling possessively as he came as deep inside her as he could go.
"That was-," she said weakly
"Mind blowing, much better then last time," he said wrapping his arms around her stomach and resting his head between her breasts. She laughed weakly too before he got concerned.
"What's the matter Hermione?" he asked sitting up and pulling her into his lap and looking at her worriedly.
"I don't know, after we stopped I just started feeling woozy," she said lifting her hand to her forehead and feeling the skin burning there. "I think I'm sick."
"I can't take you anywhere," he mumbled at himself thinking quickly.
"Get- Snape," she mumbled before she fell asleep and he pushed aside his jealousy and put her down and wandlessly put clothes back on her and himself before he ran across the hallway to his study and threw his head into the fire and calling spinner's lane. He looked into the dark study of Snape's house and saw his former professor stone cold drunk.
"Professor," he shouted, Snape looked at him calmly.
"What do you want Draco?" he asked taking another swig of his firewhiskey.
"I need your help," Draco said fighting back tears. "I have Hermione Granger and she's just passed out on me."
"You mean you're the lousy son of a bitch that kidnapped her, I'm coming through," Snape said seeming to forget that Draco said he needed help not an ass kicking. When he came through he tried to hit Draco drunkenly but Draco dodged it and pinned Snape to the floor easily.
"Professor, listen to me. Hermione is sick and she needs your help, please stop trying to attack me," Draco said getting up slowly then going to his desk and finding the hang over potion he kept around for a while when he was depressed at becoming a werewolf. He gave it to Snape who took it quickly regaining his senses.
"Where is she?" he demanded.
"Across the hall," Draco said following Snape when he quickly moved toward Draco's room. Snape almost flew to the bed and looked down at Hermione with such concern that Draco for an instant wanted to rip him apart because he knew there was longing behind it.
"What happened before she became unconscious?" Snape asked opening Hermione's eyes and examining her pupils.
"We had mind blowing sex and then she started sounding weak and I got concerned and then she passed out after telling me to get you," Draco said smirking inwardly when Snape looked angry at the sex part.
"I remember you being bitten by a werewolf, is she your mate?" Snape asked looking at Draco.
"Yes," Draco said proudly.
"Have you claimed her yet?" Snape asked.
"She hasn't consented to that yet," Draco said.
"Her body hasn't adapted to you and if you used no protection she might be dying because your seed is trying to impregnate her," Snape said pulling out his wand and tapping her stomach saying a brief incantation over it.
"Will she be okay now?" Draco asked.
"As long as you keep your hands off of her for the next few days and use protection if she ever let's you touch her again before you claim her. Though why she hasn't let you die I have no idea," Snape said standing back to conjure cold water and a cloth. Draco took both of them when he realized Snape was going to try and do it himself. She opened her eyes slightly and looked at both of them.
"What happened?" she asked sounding horrible.
"That's what I would love to hear him explain to you," Snape said crossing his arms and looking at Draco angrily. Draco sighed and kept washing her face calming himself to tell her.
AN: I have to stop here, I am so freaking tired. Please review.