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Consequences	By : Aline Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 33796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: This story is based in characters owned by JK Rowling, so I have no claiming over them.

Author notes: This is a sequel to �The Last Resource�, also posted in Adultfanfiction, it was originally a one shoot, but I have
a friend harassing me for reasons unknown, she convinced me of writing more
about it, she hates to have to imagine what follows, so I changed the end a
little and started this. If you have not read �The Last Resource� the firsts
chapters would be a little strange. This may have some spelling and grammar
errors since I�m just trying to improve my English, but here it is, hope you
like it.

Words �like this� are thoughts.

Also, Anon
commented on the way I was writing the dialogs, and I must confess that I
haven't noticed, he, a little problem of being me, so I'm changing them, hope
it would make reading a little easier, Thanks for the comments, they really
help me to improve.

Thanks a
lot to Audrey and Shelly Ann too for helping me with this.

Chapter 01. Aftermath

The Great Hall was much too
crowded for her hurting head, she had stubbornly rejected the idea of going to
the hospital wing the previous night, she would have had to explain too many
things and she didn�t want to. Her muscles still ached a little but it was
slowly receding, thank God it was Saturday, no lessons today, she was only here
because the hunger was surprisingly too much to take and after skipping
breakfast her friends would began to wonder if she was alright. She made her way to the Gryffindor table and
took a seat, trying not to wince in discomfort. Ron Weasley immediately turned to
her.

�Hermione! Where have you been? Are you alright? You look a little pale.�

�I�m fine Ron, thanks; I just
spent the night studying.� Yeah, sure, and the soreness between her legs this
morning was for being in the chair too long. But Ron believed her and rolled
his eyes.

�For Merlin�s
sake �Mione! You changed
our last Halloween feast in Hogwarts for studying? You missed all the fun!�

�Really?�

Hermione started to eat, half
listening to Ron�s rambling about how Neville managed to get McGonagall
completely covered in pumpkin cream. Her gaze wandered over to the Slytherin
table. Malfoy was nowhere to be seen; she looked at the main table where only
half of the teachers were eating at the moment. Snape was there, he seemed
curiously proud for some reason. Harry�s voice interrupted her train of
thought.

�Would you look at that? The
bastard! I bet he's enjoying his newly acquired attention.�

The girl turned to look at the doors;
Malfoy was making his entrance to the Hall, surrounded by at least ten of the
Slytherins. She couldn't help but stare at the group as they walked to their
table. �I didn't think the Dark Mark had that many followers.� Harry muttered
darkly.

�What do you mean?� she asked.

�It had been like this since
breakfast, you should have seen it �Mione� Ron
answered her �They were even cheering him!�

�I don't know why he even
returned� said Harry disdainfully �He should have stayed with the rest of the
Death Eaters. Enjoy the new company!�

�How do you know he�s taken the
dark mark? Maybe there�s another reason...�

�Oh, come on Hermione! What else
would it be?� said Ron

�Besides,� said Harry, �he
disappeared from the feast early and no one saw him until this morning. He�s
been receiving congratulations from half the Slytherins, and glares from the
other half. It makes me sick.�

�It still can be for another
reason...�

�Stop defending the ferret �Mione! Sometimes you�re too naive.� said Ron in
exasperation, Harry continued.

�Yes �Mione,
you know as well as us that Malfoy�s deepest wish has always been following his
father�s footsteps. He�s going to use that dark mark proudly. You just wait �till
we�re out of school. He won�t be able to stop himself from rubbing it into our
noses.�

�And we�ll gladly wipe the floor
with him when he does! Right mate?�

�Right.�

�You'll see �Mione,
Harry and I can take care of the bastard in seconds!�

She looked intently at the blond
boy, who was now sitting between Crabbe and Goyle,
seemingly ignoring his house mates. She then turned again to her potion�s
professor. Yes, the proud look was still there. So, Snape really was happy that
his most powerful student hadn�t taken the mark. Because Hermione knew he hadn�t, her friends
didn�t know she had followed Malfoy last night, determined to stop him, and she
had succeeded... at a prize.

Suddenly she lost all her
appetite, feeling sick. Of course she wouldn�t tell anybody a thing of what
happened last night. Never! What would they think? She already felt like a
pervert; like a dirty thing. No matter how many hours she had spent in the Head
girl�s bathroom after coming back, she knew the feeling of filth wouldn�t go
away. Hermione was so ashamed of herself,
of having let him rape her. She knew she hadn�t asked for it, and that he hadn�t
asked her for consent. He had forced her! But the fact was that he took what
she would have freely offered, and that in some dark place of her soul, she had
welcomed it. What he�d done to her hadn�t mattered. It only mattered that it
had been him!

Hermione looked at the blond boy
again, he was not looking her way, he was altogether
averting looking at Gryffindor table. Of course he wouldn�t care of her well
being, why would he? She just stopped him from achieving his greatest desire!
She had left him stupefied in one of the classrooms and had charmed the door so
he couldn�t get out until morning. Of course he wouldn�t appreciate what she
had done, but she had had to do it. He had been ready to go to his death and,
for some unfathomable reason; she had not been able to let him. So she had
given him the opportunity to humiliate her, and now she was wishing he�d feel
something for her? How foolish! He had taken everything she had to give, her
body, her virginity... a mudblood�s virginity.

Of course he didn�t care.

She felt her tears swelling in
her eyes and stood abruptly, Ron watched her worriedly.

��Mione? Are you alright?�

�Incredible how you can judge a
person without knowing the facts.�

And she left in a hurry, leaving
a round eyed Ron and a scowling Harry behind.

�What�s gotten into her?� said
Ron, barely getting out from his shock. Harry looked back at the Slytherin
table and glared.

�I don�t know. She has been too
intent in defending Malfoy lately. I�ve been thinking that maybe she wishes he
was different.�

�Don�t be silly Harry, after all
the things the bastard has done to us! She�s just too sensible for her own
good. We�re going to have to keep the prat out of her
mind and she�ll be back to normal.�

�Well, we can try. No more
talking about Malfoy in front of her then, right?�

�Right.�

She ran through the castle�s
halls, finally getting to the dungeons, she took one of the many secret
passages that were scattered all over the place, and then she just stopped and
curled in a tight ball on the ground, crying. Why? Why was she so obsessed with
him? He never had been anything but a malicious prat!
He hated her! And still she couldn�t bear the idea of him being a Death Eater,
of him being murdered.

She didn�t know what to do. She
should hate him, loath him for what he did to her! She had wanted her first
time to be special. She had so wanted to see his eyes filled with passion, not
a huge blank, like she was nothing but a thing to use. Over the last months she had managed to
convince herself that it was only a crush; that the attraction she felt for
Malfoy would go away at the first insult he threw her way, but she still felt
the necessity to see him. Maybe she could manage to get him to be with her again,
even if he didn�t love her. After all why he would? She didn�t love him either,
she had just gotten an insane obsession that was tearing her apart, but then,
she had ceased to believe in love long ago, since she realized her infatuation
with Ron was only a child�s crush. And after what had happened with Malfoy, she
didn�t want anything to do with anyone, maybe she couldn�t love anymore. But
she still wanted him. Odd, he was the one man she should be swearing not to be
near to ever again. Yet here she was, wishing she could be with him. She felt
strangely owned in a way. She had
started to think she had gone insane, but couldn�t help it!

Her friends would never know
what a disgrace she was. She would try to forget that Halloween�s night ever
happened. She would try her damnedest to shoot it out of her mind. She�d
pretend to be just the normal, bossy Hermione. Malfoy had surely forgotten her
already.

She so hated herself.
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