Hermione stared up at the clear blue sky and let out another long sigh. Hermione had thought that once they put their 'kidnap' plan into action things would move swiftly but she was discovering that patience was also required.
The previous morning Lucius had sent Hermione's book to the Order with Draco's owl. By lunchtime Severus had returned from the Order headquarters and announced the Order were attacking that night. The rest of the day was a long waiting game, and even then apart from a quick message late that night saying the first stage of the plan had worked perfectly, nothing else happened.
It was now the following day and as far as Hermione knew no real details of the previous night had emerged. Over breakfast Hermione had tried quizzing Lucius about the previous night but he knew the same as Hermione, very little. Lucius told Hermione that he was expecting news later that day and that she would be the first to know when he had more information for her.
Hermione let out another sigh, turning her head to see if Draco had even noticed. The two teenagers were currently lying on the roof of the Manor as it wasn't safe for Hermione to be wandering around the grounds in case the Order came to check the Manor and spotted her. Hermione had argued that it was too soon for the Order to check out the Manor but Lucius wasn't taking any chances and had banned Hermione from wandering the grounds. So instead of being in the large grounds of the Manor, Hermione had dragged Draco onto the roof. The roof where they were currently lying had multiple protective wards and even if the Order were somewhere near they wouldn't be able to see anyone on the roof.
Annoyed that she wasn't getting a response from her best friend Hermione rolled over so she was propped up on her elbow. Looking down at Draco she wondered if he had actually fallen asleep as he was paying her no attention whatsoever. Deciding to test her theory Hermione reached out and ran her finger down Draco's spine, he wasn't currently wearing his shirt as he was sunbathing. Hermione was always amazed that someone so pale could spend as much time in the sun as Draco did without burning. When Draco didn't respond to her first touch Hermione continued to run her fingers up and down his back until he slowly turned his head and looked at her.
"What?" He asked.
"Nothing, I'm just bored." Hermione shrugged.
"What do you fancy doing?" Draco asked, rolling over so he was propped up on his elbow the same as Hermione.
Hermione shrugged her shoulder a second time. "What do you fancy?" She asked.
"What do I fancy or what do I fancy doing?" Draco asked. "Those are really two different questions, although the answer to both is you. You're what, or more precisely who, I fancy. But then you know that already."
As he was speaking Draco had moved the hand that wasn't propping him up to rest on the bare skin between the waistband of Hermione's skirt and the bottom of her top. Draco smirked when he noticed Hermione's breath hitch at his confession, even though he wasn't telling her something she didn't already know she still reacted as though he was.
"I can think of dozens of things I want to do with you and there's plenty I want to do to you." Draco said, moving closer to Hermione.
"Like what?" Hermione whispered as she wrapped her own free arm around Draco's neck.
Draco grinned before dipping his head and pressing his lips against Hermione's. The kiss was short and sweet and Draco soon pulled back enough to look into Hermione's eyes. The couple stared at each other for a few seconds before Hermione smiled and pulled Draco back towards her. The second kiss was much more heated and within seconds they had collapsed back onto the floor, Draco lying partially on top of Hermione as their built-up sexual tension finally exploded.
A sudden crack interrupted the couple, pulling apart slightly they turned their heads to the source of their interruption. Hermione and Draco were both quite amused to find an obviously embarrassed house elf standing nervously beside them.
"What is it Dinky?" Draco asked his elf.
"Master Lucius wants to see you and Miss Hermione in his study." The elf said.
"Thanks Dinky." Hermione smiled at the elf. Hermione was quite fond of all the house elves in the Manor but Draco's personal elf had always been her favourite.
Dinky smiled toothily at Hermione before apparating away, leaving Hermione and Draco alone again.
"I suppose we should go and see what father wants." Draco said, making no effort to remove himself from Hermione.
"I guess so." Hermione said, reluctantly pushing Draco off her. "Lucius has the worst timing." She muttered as she stood up.
Draco laughed as he picked up his shirt and put it back on. He fully agreed about his father's timing but he found it funny quite how disappointed Hermione sounded at being interrupted. When he was fully clothed again Draco took hold of Hermione's hand and began to lead her down off the roof.
As they headed for Lucius's study Draco and Hermione discussed what he could want, both were hoping he would finally have some information for them regarding their plan. Both Hermione and Draco were confident that if Voldemort handled the Order right that Hermione's 'kidnapping' could be the beginning of the end of the war.
When they arrived at Lucius's study the door was already open and Lucius beckoned them straight inside. Hermione and Draco both noticed Lucius's eyes fall to their still entwined hands, a smirk on his face.
"It's about time." He muttered as the two teenagers rolled their eyes at him. "Come on lovebirds, we've got important matters to discuss."
Draco and Hermione both shot Lucius an un-amused glare as they walked passed him and settled into seats by the fire. It wasn't until Lucius had shut the door and joined them that Draco and Hermione noticed two figures hovering in the shadows.
"Draco, Hermione." Voldemort greeted as he stepped into the light and sat down next to Lucius. "I must admit your plan has worked excellently so far, I'm very impressed with you both."
"Thank you." Draco said. "We're both very pleased to help."
"And we'll both do anything more we can to help you triumph." Hermione added.
"I'm pleased to hear that." Voldemort smiled coldly. "I have big plans for the pair of you. I assume you both still wish to join me fully?"
For the last year both Draco and Hermione had expressed their interest in becoming Death Eaters. Voldemort was very keen on having them in his ranks but had first insisted they proved themselves, which was part of the reason they had devised the plan to 'kidnap' Hermione.
"Yes, it will be a great honour to serve you." Draco said as Hermione nodded in agreement.
"Good, I'll arrange your initiation ceremony in the next couple of days. Of course with Hermione's true loyalties still a secret, it'll be a private ceremony." Voldemort said. "But that's all in the future, right now we need your help to get the second message to the Order."
"Did the first one work as planned?" Hermione asked. She'd quickly learnt that Voldemort had no problems with either her or Draco asking questions as Lucius was one of his most trusted aides.
"It worked perfectly." Voldemort said. "Despite knowing it was a trap the Order still came underprepared. We killed at least two while several others were hurt."
Hermione smiled and nodded, she knew she could ask Lucius later who the casualties had been. "Will they fall for a second trap, though?" She asked. "If they lost people last night and more were hurt, they might not respond to another message."
"That's where I come in." A manic laugh sounded from the shadows before a woman with long, black hair stepped into the light.
"Bella." Hermione smiled and jumped up to hug the witch.
Bellatrix Lestrange was Narcissa's eldest sister and had only recently arrived back in the Malfoy's life after spending years in Azkaban. Hermione had initially been wary of meeting Bellatrix as she'd heard rumours the witch was mad, however when the time came she had formed an instant bond with Bellatrix. Bellatrix was thoroughly impressed by Hermione's undercover work while Hermione discovered most of Bellatrix's madness was an act.
"Should we get on with the plan?" Lucius sighed. "You two can catch up later."
"You're always so serious, Lucius." Bella huffed as she and Hermione sat down. "You should lighten up."
"I'll lighten up when we've won this bloody war." Lucius retorted.
"Anyway as I was saying, it's time for stage two." Voldemort quickly turned the meeting back to its real focus. "I want a picture of Hermione sent to the Order. They do know about Bella's house in Switzerland, don't they?" He asked Hermione.
Hermione nodded. "Yes, I can remember it being discussed."
"Anyway I want this picture of Hermione to show where she is, which will be Bella's house in Switzerland." Voldemort explained. "Obviously the Order will know it's a trap, that's why I also want Bella in the picture."
"Because even if it's a trap, they won't risk that I'm being held by Bella." Hermione said, understanding the logic. Given Bella's reputation amongst the Order a picture of the pair of them together would cause great worry and concern.
"Exactly." Voldemort said, impressed that Hermione immediately understood his reasoning without him having to explain it. "I want this done today, Draco you go with them and take the picture."
"What happens after that?" Draco asked. "We're not going to be able to lay traps for much longer, eventually they'll stop coming no matter what pictures we send."
"We're working on that." Lucius said. "Although in a few days' time the Order will be coming to check the wards around the Manor. We're thinking we should let them see Hermione, it'll be ultimate proof we do actually have her. After they've examined the wards they'll know there's no way of getting to her while she's in the Manor so they might be likely to still walk into traps a few more times."
"What happens if they don't?" Hermione questioned. "What happens if once they know I'm here and it's impossible to get to me they give up?"
"Hopefully that won't happen." Voldemort said. "Although if it does we might have to make a show of moving you and lure them into a final trap."
"Anyway we don't need to worry about that just yet." Lucius said. "Right now we need the picture."
"Okay you two, go and get ready." Bella ordered Draco and Hermione. "I'll meet you in the front room in ten minutes."
As Draco and Hermione left the room to get ready they didn't notice Lucius lean over and whisper something to his sister-in-law. They also didn't notice the look Bella shot their way before she turned back to Lucius and nodded.
Hermione stood at the window in Bella's house in the Swiss Alps, admiring the view. Bella had always promised her that she could visit it one day and Hermione couldn't help but wish she was staying for longer than an hour.
After dressing in the clothes she had worn when she was supposedly kidnapped, Hermione and Bella had had faked a hoard of pictures that seemingly showed the older witch holding her against her will. Bella and Draco were currently discussing the pictures, trying to decide whether they had enough choice or if they needed a few more options.
"I think this should be enough." Bella said, taking the camera from Draco. "The Dark Lord can easily get a good picture from this lot."
"I suppose that means it's time to go home then." Hermione sighed, turning away from the crisp snow outside the window.
"It's time for me to go home." Bella said. "Why don't you two stay here for the night? There's a pub down the road that's run by a friend of mine, the food is excellent and he won't mention Hermione's presence to anyone."
"What about mother and father?" Draco asked. "We can't just spend the night in Switzerland without telling them."
"They already know, it was Lucius who suggested I offered you the place for the night." Bella explained. "However Lucius did say that that you had to be back home for lunch tomorrow."
"Thanks Bella." Hermione beamed at the witch before turning to Draco. "We can stay can't we?" She asked with a smile.
"Of course we can." Draco replied, mentally reminding himself to thank his father. At least alone in Switzerland they wouldn't be disturbed just as things were getting interesting.
"Have fun you two." Bella said as she stepped into the fire, preparing to floo back to the Manor. "Don't get into too much trouble." She called as she disappeared in a whirl of green flames.
"Should we go and eat?" Draco asked once they were alone. "I'm starving and it's well past lunch time."
"Okay, but I want to change." Hermione said, relieved that she had just brought her clothes to change into rather than just wear them.
Hurrying into the bedroom Hermione redressed in jeans and a jumper before re-joining Draco in the front room. Draco gave her a quick kiss before they set off to find the pub Bella mentioned.
Ten minutes later they were tucked in the corner of the pub, steaming plates of casserole in front of them. Hermione and Draco stayed in the pub most of the afternoon, drinking butterbeer and talking. Despite the fact it was technically their first date there was no awkwardness as they knew each other so well, in fact they were both finding it a relief to finally be able to interact in a more than friendly way.
On the way back to Bella's house the couple stopped a few times to kiss and when they got back to the house they collapsed onto the sofa. Gradually the kissing got more passionate and as their hands started to wander under clothing they moved into the bedroom.
Once on the bed they began to slowly undress one another. The pile of discarded clothes grew at a snail's pace as both Hermione and Draco took their time exploring each other's bodies with their hands and mouths. What felt like hours later to the couple they were both finally naked and seconds from consummating their union.
"Are you sure about this, Hermione?" Draco asked, looking down at the witch underneath him.
Hermione smiled at Draco and gently reached up to kiss him. "Yes, I'm sure." She reassured him. "I've wanted this for a long time."
"So have I." Draco admitted before connecting their lips in a gentle kiss.
Draco pulled back to look at Hermione, who gave him a reassuring nod. With one smooth motion Draco moved his hips and buried himself deep in Hermione. Hermione's nails dug into Draco's shoulder at the sharp burst of pain, although it wasn't anywhere near as bad as she had feared. Draco whispered soothing words in Hermione's ear as he gently kissed her until she was ready to continue.
Draco slowly began making love to Hermione, their bodies moving in perfect unison with each other. As they continued to make love their pleasure increased gradually until they climaxed within minutes of each other. Collapsing onto the sheets Draco held Hermione in his arms until they had recovered enough for a second round.