What chapter four...

Possibly the last chapter since this seems quite unpopular…well hey I know how it ends.

All belongs to j k r.

The man with the golden voice

…..

That stupid bitch hexed her and damn did it hurt.

Currently Malfoy was still licking to the large bloody gash left by Astoria (crazy bitch) Greengrass.

"Astoria was always a bit violent," Malfoy said now soothing Hermione's wound.

The gash was quite long, starting from the base of her neck and ending at her belly button.

Well at least now Malfoy won't bite her.

She didn't know how he got those healing powers, but it seemed his tongue and saliva where even better than dittany.

"This changes nothing," Hermione hissed.

He kissed her.

"Sure, love," he said. "Go ahead and believe that."

There they where those beautiful bloody and stormy eyes.

He kissed her again just now on her neck.

"You already have my mark," he whispered. "And as much as you deny it, you are mine."

Of course Hermione had already made up her mind but she wasn't going to give in to easily. She knew eventually she would succumb but for now she would only stay so she (or he) wouldn't feel like shit.

He chuckled, he was so damn sexy.

She knocked out.

…..

She was beyond pissed off.

Draco Malfoy was hers.

He wasn't some buck toothed hideous mud blooded bitchs Draco.

She was his.

"A pretty girl should never look so distressed," Astoria heard a voice say.

It wasn't an ordinary voice, no it sounded more like…more like.

Like the voice of a god.

Goodness, it was beautiful.

It was as if the angels gifted him with a harmonious voice of magic.

Astoria turned around to get a look of the man with the golden voice.

"I can help you," he whispered.

Astoria was too much in aw to say anything.

She simply nodded her pretty head.

….

She woke up being soothingly stroked on her back.

"Mmmm," she sighed.

Then it hit her.

What the hell was massaging her, wait no, who the hell was massaging her.

"Did you get a good night's sleep?" Draco yawned. "I did."

"Oh shut up Malfoy," she said.

She couldn't deny it, Dra-Malfoy is beautiful.

…

"So no sign of Astoria," Draco asked Blaise and Theo.

"Nope," Blaise replied.

Draco was spending the day with the guys trying to forget a fight with Granger.

"So let me get this straight," Theo said. "She used sectumsempra on your mud…. Muggle born mate."

Draco glared a teddy.

"Sorry," Theo said. "Old habit, you know I don't mean it."

"Yeah," Blaise added. "We all know teddy here has had a huge crush on the book worm since second year."

Malfoy raised an eyebrow, Theo blushed.

"Teddy," Draco laughed. "What would Daphne say?"

"She would slap me," Theo laughed. "That crush was a Hogwarts thing; it was a Childs crush, Daphs the one for me."

"Good answer," Draco laughed.

….

Hermione was finally at home, a little lonely but home.

She was able to convince Draco to letting her go home.

He was reluctant but 'allowed' her.

He thought he owned her and she was pissed about it.

Truth is they fought and it made her sad.

"Fine you ungrateful wench, leave then!"

It shouldn't have hurt her; she should have been used to it.

Yet, it hurt a lot.

"You pompous prat, how dare you!"

"Mudblood..."

She wanted to just forget it.

Her wards were just breached.

….

Draco felt really bad for yelling at her and calling her wench and mudblood.

She may have been his mate but Granger annoyed the fucking hell out of him.

There was a sharp knock at his door.

…..

Her wand was raised at the intruder.

"Greengrass," she said. "What do you want?"

She giggled.

Something wasn't right with Astoria; you could see it in her eyes.

"Draco," she snickered.

She sounded airy and drunk.

"What about Draco?" Hermione asked.

"You ruined everything you know?" she hissed.

"What do you mean?"

"Draco was my fiancé, granger. When he went missing I was heartbroken."

Tears streaked the doll faced woman.

"Astoria."

"Shut up!" she screamed. "Do not talk you filthy mudblood. You ruined everything."

Hermione, being the Gryffindor she is, approached the girl.

In a flash of a second Astoria pulled out a knife and slashed at Hermione's hand.

Hermione backed up and grabbed her bleeding hand.

Astorias eyes looked cloudy and fazed.

She was bewitched.

The knife, more like a dagger, was beautiful.

A platinum blade and jewel encrusted hilt.

Hermione could feel the dark magic radiate off it.

"Astoria," she said calmingly. "Astoria drops the dagger its making you acts strange."

Astoria scowled and Hermione grimaced.

"Stupe," Hermione tried yelling but before she could Astoria used her own wand to expel Hermione's.

"We were going to be a happy family," Astoria cried.

She pounced on Hermione and plunged the dagger right into Hermione's belly.

She gasped at the unbearable pain.

Astoria pulled it out rather roughly, blood flung off the dagger and spilled all over Hermione's beautiful white carpet.

"Then you had to be his mate," she yelled again combining the dagger with Hermione's flat stomach.

Hermione whimpered at the pain.

Blood trickled all over the two women.

"Stupid mudblood bitch," she laughed. "It's over."

She once again stabbed Hermione.

Hermione couldn't let Astoria kill her.

Without a wand she was practically hopeless. Still Hermione had a secret.

She first found about her special power the first time she was attacked by a vampire.

Hermione was telekinetic and could channel her energy into bursts of power.

She didn't use this power because it was energy eating.

Astoria grabbed onto her neck.

"Mudblood bitch," Astoria cried. "With you gone."

Hermione pushed her off of her.

Astoria hit the wall.

The dagger was still inside Hermione.

Blood flowed onto her floor.

Then it all went black.

Fainting was Hermione's new best friend. Wasn't it.