The Snake :complete! Alternate Ending added: | By : ForgetfulLove Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 35130 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Chapter Thirteen: The Dream
Draco tried to open his eyes, but soon quickly realized that it would not be possible, he was blind folded. Where was he, what was going on? Suddenly he heard footsteps coming from his left, but he did not turn his head, in fact he found he did not have control over his body, someone else did, was he under the imperious curse? If so, how and when did that happen?
"How do you expect me to trust you Number Twelve, when you obviously do not trust me enough to tell the truth? You were with the Malfoy heir before you came here. I can smell him on you. Your cunt reeks of him. Do you have anything to say for yourself Number Twelve?"
Draco spoke, but it was not his voice that he heard, it was Hermione's, "I am sorry master. I will not come here ever smelling of him again."
He felt someone forcibly grab his face in their hand, "You are playing a dangerous game with me Number Twelve. Let me reiterate for you. He is just a school boy, he will never be able to give you the pleasure that I give you. As soon as you are finished with the little deal you made him, you will never see him again. You belong to me, do you understand me?"
"Yes master, after I am done with the Malfoy heir I will never speak to him again. I belong to you, for forever." Draco felt disgust and shame rush over him. He hated himself. No, these were Hermione's emotions. He also felt hatred sear in his stomach and he could tell Hermione did not like this man. She longed him to be someone else. Another man, but it was not himself as he found himself wishing it to be. No, the man he saw in her mind's eye was older, with brown grey hair and soft blue eyes. She saw him as her true master, and she would have done anything he asked without hesitation. Draco felt jealously rise in him after seeing the way she felt for this man, he wanted her to feel that way towards him as well. Suddenly, the man in the room voice brought him out of his own internal reverie.
"Clean yourself off me slut, and then you can go back to that school to tend to your new reminders, this time, I do not want to see that you have healed them completely, there must be scars."
"Yes master." He felt something being pushed against his lips and both his own revulsion and Hermione's came over him when he realized what it was and from Hermione's thoughts he could tell
that it had been in her arse and she did not want it anywhere near her mouth.
"Open your mouth Number Twelve, or I will make sure you do not leave here for two more days. Imagine what your friends would think if you suddenly appeared in the great hall with no clothes on, looking like you had been fucked within an inch of your life."
Hermione immediately opened her mouth, allowing the offensive thing to enter her mouth. The taste that touched her tongue was revolting; she had never tasted anything so disgusting in her life. She worked quickly to get him off, so she could get him out of her mouth and out of this place.
Soon Draco heard him moan and the bitter seed entered her throat, as she swallowed it as fast as her body would allow her. As soon as he was finished he pulled out of her mouth and waved his hand to release the blindfold around her eyes. Draco could see now through her eyes. He now knew what the man who had forced her to do things she did not want to do looked like. His pale skin and piercing blue eyes shook him to his core, he knew this man, he was the vice prime minister. How was it possible for Hermione to know him, was he part of Vox?
"Thank you Master for my lesson, I will not forget it."
"You may leave now Number Twelve. I will be calling you again sometime soon, make sure to be on time this time. Or you will pay for it worse than you did tonight."
Hermione crawled off the bed and out of the room, her arms and legs barely able to hold her up. Once she was fully out of sight of his chambers, she tried to stand, but her legs refused to hold the full force of her weight on them. Thus, she had to resume crawling all the way to the room of mirrors. She made her way to her mirror and stood just long enough to push herself through it. With no more strength left she collapsed on the bathroom floor with a loud thud.
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