Sleeping in a golden cage
Hermione woke up, feeling dizzy. When she could see sharp again, she startled. Where was she? She lay on a four-poster in a magnificent room. The floor was covered with expensive tapistries. On the other side of the large room was an oak desk and she could see a bathroom through an open door that only seemed to exist out of marble and gold. When she looked through the window, she coudn't see anything, because it was too dark. She wanted to take out her wand, but she couldn't find it. Hermione sighed, thinking that she must've dropped it when she was attacked in the library. Then she went to the large desk, interested in the leather-bounded books that lay on it. One book held the golden letters D.M.
Realisation came dawning on Hermione, but she wasn't sure until she saw a broom in the corner of the room. "No!" she thought, the only person, she knew for sure, who had a Nimbus 2001 was..."
"Hermione?!?" She turned around and she looked in the eyes of Malfoy.
"Malfoy?!?" she said shocked, "Where am I?"
"You're at my home." he said, as shocked as she was.
"Malfoy Manor?!?" she started to scream, "What the hell did you do to me? why am I here?!?"
"I don't know!" Malfoy almost shouted.
At that moment Hermione lost her temper: "Don't lie to me, you rotten ferret, why did you kidnap me? And to think that I put my trust in you!!!" She wanted to grab him by his throat, but he was faster again. He grabbed her wrists and pushed her hard on his desk, she felt backwards when he shouted: "Calm down!"
"Ah, it looks like our Draco has found his 'gift'." a cold voice drawled.
Both Draco and Hermione looked at the door, Lucius Malfoy had entered.
Draco let go of Hermione and said politely: "Yes, thank you father."
"Good," Lucius said coldly, "I'm still a bit disappointed about your inauguration, son. Luckely, Lord Voldemort has informed me that you'll get a second chance soon. So, I thought it would be necessary to give you something to practice your Curses on, to prevent that you would fail again. I took the first thing that crossed my path: our little mudblood, Hermione Granger."
He looked at her with cold grey eyes and continued: "You don't have to kill her right away, I suggest you enjoy yourself first."
"Of course, father, I'll make her suffer as much as I can." Draco said.
Hermione swallowed hard when she looked at Draco, she saw the old Malfoy she once knew.
Lucius laughed coldly and clapped his hands: "Now, there's the promising Death Eater I want. Oh yes, I almost forgot: I'm holding a feast for the Death eaters to celebrate your second chance. You can take her with you, if you like."
He looked at Hermione again and his upper lip curled up in a cold smile: "I have some Death Eaters who are dying to meet her." He nodded to Draco and then left his room.
Fear had taken over Hermione and she crept in a corner of the room when Draco turned to her. "Oh please, Malfoy, don't hurt me." she cried.
Suddenly, it seemed like a mask disappeared from Draco's face. "I would never hurt you." he said quietly, "I just had to play the Death Eater's role in front of my father. Otherwise, we both wouldn't leave this house alive. He knows more curses than you can imagine."
He looked at her for a moment and said: "I'll bring you to the nearest guest room."
"I have to spend the night here?" Hermione said anxiously.
"I'm afraid so, you have to go to the feast with me." Draco replied.
"I don't want to go to that stupid feast of yours!" Hermione yelled.
"I understand you, but I can't free you until my father's gone back to work. That's the day after the feast. In meanwhile, we have to make the best of it. If you'll please follow me." He replied calmly and left the room.
Hermione followed him into the corridor. Maybe Malfoy Manor was the House of Evil, but it sure was beautiful. They entered a guest room at the end of the corridor.
She observed the room and then asked: "Why are you here, anyway? Shouldn't you be at school?"
Draco snorted: "No. Dumbledore has suspended me for a week. After I almost cursed you, for which I apologize, Gryffindor wanted to knock me to the hospital wing. After Slytherin won the Quidditch Match, Gryffindor wanted to see me dead. So, Dumbledore thought it would be wise to send me home for a few days."
Hermione looked shocked that fair Gryffindor could be this bloodthirsty. Draco sighed: "The whole school is searching you at this moment. If they would know you're here, who knows what they would do to me."
He wanted to leave, but Hermione grabbed his arm. "Are you going to leave me alone here?" she asked horrified.
"I can't possibly sleep on the floor, can I?" he said.
"What about your father?" she asked anxiously.
"He sleeps in the other wing of this house, he won't come here." Draco said.
When he saw the fear in her eyes, he took a step towards her, then he changed his mind and said: "Don't worry, I won't let him get near you."
That seemed to calm Hermione down a little.
"Goodnight." she said.
"Goodnight, Hermione." Draco said and he left the room.
It wasn't until Hermione fell asleep, that she realised that Malfoy had called her by her first name.
Author's note: Sorry to those who hate fluff, but it's not that far away anymore. But guess what, I put it in the romance list for a reason. I would like to let them fight a hundred times more, I like it when they fight, but an author has to know his line. And besides, there's Lucius. The devil himself if you ask me. It's possible that this story will move to the PG-13 page, I'll let you know when that happens. Keep R&R, it's cool, it helps. Ravenklauw.
Hermione woke up, feeling dizzy. When she could see sharp again, she startled. Where was she? She lay on a four-poster in a magnificent room. The floor was covered with expensive tapistries. On the other side of the large room was an oak desk and she could see a bathroom through an open door that only seemed to exist out of marble and gold. When she looked through the window, she coudn't see anything, because it was too dark. She wanted to take out her wand, but she couldn't find it. Hermione sighed, thinking that she must've dropped it when she was attacked in the library. Then she went to the large desk, interested in the leather-bounded books that lay on it. One book held the golden letters D.M.
Realisation came dawning on Hermione, but she wasn't sure until she saw a broom in the corner of the room. "No!" she thought, the only person, she knew for sure, who had a Nimbus 2001 was..."
"Hermione?!?" She turned around and she looked in the eyes of Malfoy.
"Malfoy?!?" she said shocked, "Where am I?"
"You're at my home." he said, as shocked as she was.
"Malfoy Manor?!?" she started to scream, "What the hell did you do to me? why am I here?!?"
"I don't know!" Malfoy almost shouted.
At that moment Hermione lost her temper: "Don't lie to me, you rotten ferret, why did you kidnap me? And to think that I put my trust in you!!!" She wanted to grab him by his throat, but he was faster again. He grabbed her wrists and pushed her hard on his desk, she felt backwards when he shouted: "Calm down!"
"Ah, it looks like our Draco has found his 'gift'." a cold voice drawled.
Both Draco and Hermione looked at the door, Lucius Malfoy had entered.
Draco let go of Hermione and said politely: "Yes, thank you father."
"Good," Lucius said coldly, "I'm still a bit disappointed about your inauguration, son. Luckely, Lord Voldemort has informed me that you'll get a second chance soon. So, I thought it would be necessary to give you something to practice your Curses on, to prevent that you would fail again. I took the first thing that crossed my path: our little mudblood, Hermione Granger."
He looked at her with cold grey eyes and continued: "You don't have to kill her right away, I suggest you enjoy yourself first."
"Of course, father, I'll make her suffer as much as I can." Draco said.
Hermione swallowed hard when she looked at Draco, she saw the old Malfoy she once knew.
Lucius laughed coldly and clapped his hands: "Now, there's the promising Death Eater I want. Oh yes, I almost forgot: I'm holding a feast for the Death eaters to celebrate your second chance. You can take her with you, if you like."
He looked at Hermione again and his upper lip curled up in a cold smile: "I have some Death Eaters who are dying to meet her." He nodded to Draco and then left his room.
Fear had taken over Hermione and she crept in a corner of the room when Draco turned to her. "Oh please, Malfoy, don't hurt me." she cried.
Suddenly, it seemed like a mask disappeared from Draco's face. "I would never hurt you." he said quietly, "I just had to play the Death Eater's role in front of my father. Otherwise, we both wouldn't leave this house alive. He knows more curses than you can imagine."
He looked at her for a moment and said: "I'll bring you to the nearest guest room."
"I have to spend the night here?" Hermione said anxiously.
"I'm afraid so, you have to go to the feast with me." Draco replied.
"I don't want to go to that stupid feast of yours!" Hermione yelled.
"I understand you, but I can't free you until my father's gone back to work. That's the day after the feast. In meanwhile, we have to make the best of it. If you'll please follow me." He replied calmly and left the room.
Hermione followed him into the corridor. Maybe Malfoy Manor was the House of Evil, but it sure was beautiful. They entered a guest room at the end of the corridor.
She observed the room and then asked: "Why are you here, anyway? Shouldn't you be at school?"
Draco snorted: "No. Dumbledore has suspended me for a week. After I almost cursed you, for which I apologize, Gryffindor wanted to knock me to the hospital wing. After Slytherin won the Quidditch Match, Gryffindor wanted to see me dead. So, Dumbledore thought it would be wise to send me home for a few days."
Hermione looked shocked that fair Gryffindor could be this bloodthirsty. Draco sighed: "The whole school is searching you at this moment. If they would know you're here, who knows what they would do to me."
He wanted to leave, but Hermione grabbed his arm. "Are you going to leave me alone here?" she asked horrified.
"I can't possibly sleep on the floor, can I?" he said.
"What about your father?" she asked anxiously.
"He sleeps in the other wing of this house, he won't come here." Draco said.
When he saw the fear in her eyes, he took a step towards her, then he changed his mind and said: "Don't worry, I won't let him get near you."
That seemed to calm Hermione down a little.
"Goodnight." she said.
"Goodnight, Hermione." Draco said and he left the room.
It wasn't until Hermione fell asleep, that she realised that Malfoy had called her by her first name.
Author's note: Sorry to those who hate fluff, but it's not that far away anymore. But guess what, I put it in the romance list for a reason. I would like to let them fight a hundred times more, I like it when they fight, but an author has to know his line. And besides, there's Lucius. The devil himself if you ask me. It's possible that this story will move to the PG-13 page, I'll let you know when that happens. Keep R&R, it's cool, it helps. Ravenklauw.