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Draco finally walks up to me and I can smell his cologne. It's an enticing, a mix of spices and dark coffee. He is a breath away and I have to tilt my head fully up to stare at his six-foot frame. I'm caught off guard as Malfoy quietly stares at my lazy golden swirls, my magic was content so they swayed like petals in a summer breeze. He then follows his gaze to my serpent collar, the scaled gold and emerald eyes glinted in warning... finally his clouded eyes find my golden orbs. There his grey eyes investigate me... fear and anger are shown in his depths
"Does he hurt you, Granger?" He whispers softly, his eyes soften at my shock.
My mouth opens and closes like some bizarre fish. I continue to stare at Malfoy and he stares at me.
I was prepared for verbal sparring, maybe something about me still being a mud blood in his book, or perhaps a crude joke about Harry and Ron... but not a true concern for my wellbeing.
Draco just stares with clouded grey eyes.
I'm staring speechlessly. Does he care what I’m going through? Everything I’ve dealt with since the unbreakable vow, I’ve dealt with alone, I was so used to being a trio, ever since stepping into this magical world. Harry and Ron were by my side and now? I was alone to deal with this nightmare. No Ronald here to be the heart and the spirit of the group, Ronald who pulled us back up when we were just about ready to give up…No Harry here to hold tightly, whispering lies that it was going to get better...Could Draco be a friend I could confide in? I hardly doubt Tom would allow such things. I bite my lip fiercely and look away from Draco’s eyes. I can’t seem to will away the tears at the brim of falling. Get it together I think furiously.
Before I know it I’m tugged into a tight embrace from Malfoy. My eyes go wide in alarm. What the?
“Come here Granger”, growls Malfoy, before apparating us away.

We materialize into Hogwarts library behind a tiny alcove desk. It’s hardly noticed when passed by due to a big statue of Wilfred the Wistful, I use to hide in the library for hours in this very spot. I stare at Draco as if he’s the one that grew two heads. He has let me go by now and is silencing the small area.
“Are you trying to get us killed Malfoy!?” I furiously wipe the tears from my eyes.
“Same old Granger…” Malfoy mutters before hopping on top of the small desk. His broad shoulders would not fit in the tiny space, so he leaned forward his silver hair falling forward, as fine as spider silk I notice.
“You know its Heartland now, Malfoy,” I say as I throw up my magic for extra protection around our nook. I’m getting quite good at controlling it. I stare at Malfoy, this close to him makes my heart flutter and I notice that he’s back to staring at me like I might disappear at any moment.
“You’ll always be Granger to me,” Draco says stoically.
“Oh right, I assume because I was raised by muggles?” I ask angrily.
Draco just stares before laughing.
“You know what Malfoy? You are a still pompous idi-” I began on one of my infamous rants.
“ Whoa Whoa I didn’t mean because of you being raised muggle, your highness” He adds sarcastically.
I roll my eyes and furrow my eyebrows.
“I meant because your just Granger… Sweet, stubborn, fiery Granger and you don’t …”, Draco trails off as he starts to look away from my eyes.
“ I don’t what, Draco?” I ask quietly. I stare at him, my features have softened at his kind words.
“ You don’t bloody deserve this all this stuff that’s happening to you!”, Draco says loudly. Thankfully we set up silencing charms.
“ I can handle myself just fine thank you ver-” I retort before Draco interrupts
“ Potter can't even save his fucking girlfriend and now you’re here to suffer at the hands that monster”, says Draco angrily.
“ Harry did try to protect me he-“
“ But he’s not here now, is he? but you are and…uugggh… look, Granger, I didn’t come here to hear your razor tongue verbally assault me… I just… I can’t do much Hermione…My mother would be targeted… but I can be here for you… to you know cry and to talk about what he …until you know, you find a way to get from under his grasp… It’s not like they don’t call you the brightest… Bloody hell Granger I just realized that since your immortal you're going to be the brightest witch of well ever! Humph!”
I hug Draco fiercely. I just needed someone to hug and Draco was so familiar, and he understands what I’m going through… having dealt with this seventh year. I cry hard. I just let all the tears and mental exhaustion out. We stand there for what seems like twenty minutes and I just cry. Draco holds me and just rubs my head and lets me cry. He smells good and I realize how close we are. I move back quickly before looking away sheepishly.
“ I apologize for the outburst Malfoy”
“ Merlin, If I knew all a hug took from you was a few kind words in a small library alcove. I would have tried fourth year!- Ow hey!” Draco chuckles as he brings forth a green handkerchief and hands it over for me to wipe my tears.
“Thank you Draco,” I say softly, still embarrassed that I just let everything out…but I felt calmer and ready to kick Riddle’s ass. I feel my magic perk at the challenge.
“ No problem Hermione, Now let's continue to tour the rest of the castle before were caught and I’m murdered.” Says Draco as he hops off the desk and begins removing the wards.
“ Oh! If you don’t mind, I wanted to grab a few books, you know light reading.”
“ Same old Granger...”
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“ My Lord, Lucius, What do I owe this pleasure?” , drawls the headmaster of Hogwarts.
“ Severus I came because I was curious about how your little experiment is going?, I care to see the results,” I say casually, I slowly walk around Severus office. The foolish man has decided to keep his same living quarters as when he was a mere potion master. Old habits die hard I presume, at that, I briefly think of my lioness and her simmered anger. I don’t need to read her mind when I can feel her magic.
Lucius sits down in the black armchair and orders tea from a severely timid house elf.
“Yes, my Lord. However, I am unhappy to report that certain materials needed for the potion will not be harvestable until three moons from now. The cold frost is needed.” Severus bows in apology.
I stare at my two most loyal, opposite in all ways, but valued for my reign. So I allow them some discrepancies.
“How unfortunate… Lucius, how are we faring financially in America? I do hope you have good news, I’m not feeling too particularly lenient today.” I say while leaning on the desk.
Lucius sips his tea before setting it down, he then flicks his wand and shows three magical charts that highlighted our very profitable incline.
“It does seems I will be saving our skin again Severus… yes as you can see from the charts we have established a fine network of trading between the goblins banks. In fact, the prospective incline should be double what we projected.”, drawls Lucius while smirking at the Head Master.
Severus, the ever-sour sport glares at Malfoy while grabbing two glasses and filling them with Fire Whiskey, he hands one to me, pours whiskey straight into Lucius’ raised teacup, while taking the last glass straight back and refiling his glass for a second.
“ Excellent Malfoy,” I say, before long I shall be able to tackle American soil, I just needed a stronger foundation.
“Thank you, my Lord, we Malfoys breathe money.” He sips his tea and grips his silvered cane.
Severus rolls his eyes before starting up his potion cauldron. There we sit and discuss tactics and tonight’s revelry.
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Alas, I must get going gentlemen. Narcissa will have my hide if I do not return and help with the preparations. I ensure you tonight will be extremely wicked.” Malfoy smiles, and for once the façade of his proper demeanor is cracked apart, a glimpse of the depraved monster lurked.
“Ahh yes that reminds, I must return Hermione to prepare, I’m assuming dinner first as usual?”
“ Of course My Lord, We would be so honored” Says Lucius, He begins to start fastening his long black cloak on. “My Lord if you don’t mind me being so bold as to ask how Miss Heartland has been acclimating to her new position?”
I finish my glass. I do enjoy the burning feel the scorched drink leaves down my throat.
“She is adjusting just fine now, I just had to show her where her place was. Although the little lioness has been acting too well behaved lately, so I’m sure something defiant will arise from the cunning minx”, I smirk as I think about the way her anger swells. She’s quite magnificent in rage.
Lucius chuckles while Severus stares in thought.
“ My Lord, does Hermione know what she will be stepping into tonight?” ask Severus.
“Of course not, I do enjoy seeing the look of fright on her lovely face… as if there’s no way it could keep possibly getting worse, It’s quite adorable really.” I motion for another refill.

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“ You call this light reading Granger?”I ask playfully as I charm about eleven books to follow as we travel back towards the Great Entrance. We pass many students and they respectfully move aside, bowing their heads. Thankfully we do not pass the new muggle born class system, they were easily viewed by their plain grey robes. I can imagine the ruckus she would commit when she saw them. They weren’t abused, no Severus Snape was not a cruel Headmaster, they were however, ostracized from all events and Quidditch games, but still Miss Goody two SPEW will exclaim the injustices. I stare down at Hermione as she jabs on about some theory about transfiguration and potions being combined to open new branches of magical blah blah, seriously did she ever take a breath? Her mouth just keeps going, is this how Potter and Weasel feel? I stare at her lips... they were quite full and a warm pink. I start to think about her pink lips wrapped around my dick…what is wrong with you Malfoy? Merlin the girl was just crying about that monster…I’m dead oh my gods I’m dead. I remember what Lord Voldemort threatened me about before I apparated away with Granger.
I highly recommend keeping your filthy thoughts inside the recesses of your mind or face my wrath…
I’m dead…. I’m soooo dead. I automatically go back to earlier in the Chamber of Secrets where I couldn’t help but have a nasty day dream of bending Hermione over a library desk and fucking her golden brains out, while she read from Hogwarts, A History… I’ve had that same daydream ever since I saw Hermione Granger reappear from four years of hiding… I mean Lord Voldemort shouldn’t have her exposed like that if he didn’t want any wizard not blind to ogle… But in all actuality Lord Voldemort could not have read my mind, I had my shields up strong. He must have just assumed it was better to place the threat… right, that’s it. I try and relieve myself.
I stare up from Hermione’s educational rant to almost run smack dab into the Dark Lord. Lord Voldemort quickly takes in our appearance with cold calculating eyes.
Crap I think.
“ Ah there they are, Hermione I hope you had a nice tour, however, you should go get ready my dear, I presume Draco kept his mouth shut about the festivities tonight?” Lord Voldemort ask while slowly assessing Hermione and her…books. Gulp…shields up Draco shields up.
“ Honestly I had so much fun touring the castle that I totally forgot about tonight, I do suppose that we did stop at the library for a while too long, but I mean libraries and me, right? Anyways I found this fascinating series of novels on the trials and errors of Alchemy. A quite interesting read really…,”

Lord Voldemort slowly stares up from Granger's chattering to and gaze at me with an absolute blank mask. His eyes as black as death. Hermione is too busy chattering about the different books she’s encumbered to even notice the change in atmosphere.
Oh, Merlin, he was talking about that dream in the Chamber of Secrets...

“ Hello Earth to Draco?”
I look down to see Hermione staring at me with concern.
“ I’m sorry your majesty” I bow deeply. Okay, way to overdo it Draco…
“ Uh okaaay… I just wanted to know whether you were going to be at this mysterious event or not?” Hermione asks as she continues to read her book.
Bloody hell witch! I’m about to be murdered and you cant even unglue your eyes from the page!
“ I uhm I don’t know actually”, I look at the Dark Lord as I say this.
“ Oh well, I guess I’ll see you around then, thanks for the tour, I’m going to go get ready.” , She smiles as she magically takes the books with …well I’m assuming her new Fae powers? wandless?
I slowly turn around and quickly bow to the Dark Lord. He continues to stare and I know it’s the calm before the storm. Time to go.
“ Well my Lord I must get going, thank you once again for allowing me in your wonderful home… castle…er… goodbye”, I turn around with slow baited breaths and began the walk towards the Entrance Hall’s heavy oak doors. Almost there…
“ Malfoy,” Says Lord Voldemort, right when my hand touches the smoothed wood.
Fuck.
“ Yes my Lord?” I try my hardest to keep my voice steady.
“ Would you please follow me to the library?" Lord Voldemort smiles as he leads the way.
Yup I’m a goner, I think glumly as I death march to the library.
I should of snogged her senseless…
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