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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 Seventeen: The Yule Ball

The night of the Yule ball was upon Draco and Hermione, perhaps for a few hours it would allow them to forget their own inner turmoil.

"Malfoy I can do it myself!"snapped Hermione, her arms were crossed, a small shaking house elf stood shaking between the two bickering lovers.

"I don't think so, a house elf will do it a thousand times better than you ever could."

"I am a girl you know, I have some intelligence when it comes to make-up and hair."

"The fact that you put it that way means that you need a house elf intervention." His arms crossed now over his lean chest, and the necklace began to vibrate against her skin, she was going to have no say in this.

"Fine," she said irritably, letting her arms fall to her sides in defeat.

He smirked at her, his currently molten silver eyes gleamed with victory. "That's a good girl." He then turned to leave her room while he got ready himself.

Hermione turned to the small elf, which was shaking still, its knees knocked together as her brown eyes focused on it. "Don't be scared," she said, "The pushy, overbearing git, Malfoy is gone."

That did not seem to help the poor house elf's nerves. "Where is the dress misses would like to wear tonight ?" asked the elf.

Hermione went over to her wardrobe and took out the dress box that held the dress Draco had bought for her. She placed it on her bed, before she could open the box and take out the dress the elf had snapped its fingers and her bathrobe disappeared, it was replaced by the red gown, with another snap of its fingers the dress resized itself and form fitted to her body. Next the elf conjured a chair and told her to sit. It then set to work using different spells on her hair.

Soon she had loose wavy curls falling down her back. From her forehead to her middle of her head the hair was pulled straight and had been beaded with small diamonds and rubies, that glittered in the light. The rest of her hair fell down behind her shoulders and was held loosely together by a clasp of two snakes that were magically twisting together to form a type of infinity symbol. The bodies were made of white gold and the eyes were made of emerald.

After this the elf started on her makeup. With a few simple spells the elf gave her a smoky grey eye, with feathered eyelashes that made her eyes appear bigger than they actually were. Her cheek bones had been accentuated with blush to give them the illusion that they were more defined. To finish off the sexy but dramatic look the elf painted her lips with a bit of red lip gloss to give them a shimmer.

It conjured a mirror and gave it to her. Hermione could not believe her eyes, she looked like a completely different woman. Then she saw the back of her hair and the clasp of the interweaving snakes . She now understood why Draco fought so hard to let the elf do her hair and makeup, so he could sneak the hair clasp in.

"It was my grandmother's. My grandfather had given it to her as a betrothal gift, she then gave it to my father who gave it to my mother, who passed it down to me. Now I am giving it to you." Draco was leaning against the bathroom door frame to her room. He was already in his dress robes and dragon hide Italian boots, his hair was clean and fell loosely into his stormy grey eyes.

"How am I suppose to explain this to my friends, its so Slytherin ."

"Not my problem, but I do want you to wear it."His eyes traveled over her body, if it was not for the fact that they were Heads and had to appear at the Yule Ball, he would be throwing her on the bed and having his wicked way with her.

She just huffed at him. She could feel that seeing the clasp in her hair made him happy, and for some strange, possibly sick, reason she did not want to take that happiness away from him like she would have only a few weeks prior.

"You look acceptable enough to be on a Malfoy arm," he said.

She rolled her eyes, "am I supposed to take that as a compliment? You sure do know how to make a girl feel special."

"I know. We should go now, but when we get back I am tearing that dress off of you."

She grew wet at his words and almost had half a mind to tell him to forget the bloody ball and have his way with her right there, but she knew she could not do that while she was head girl. "Just a second, I have to get on my shoes."

She stepped into a pair of four inch strappy silver heels, "I will never understand how women wear things like this for more than special occasions." She took Draco's offered elbow, which she had to use to lean on him as they made their way down the stairs and out of the common room.

Luckily for Hermione's feet the Heads' corridors were centralized, it was equal distance to the great hall, library and Head Master's office. In no time at all, to the relief of Hermione's feet, they had reached the Great Hall. The giant double doors had already been opened, and people were mingling with each other. The band had yet to start playing, so the room was only filled with the chattering voice of students and professor already there. Once Hermione and Draco stepped into the room they let go each other. Dumbledore, who was sitting at the head table overlooking the ball with the other professors who were already in their formal dress robes, waved his hand and the band started playing a slow rock song unique only to the wizarding world.

"Hermione over here!" called Harry from one of the small white round tables. Hermione left Draco and went to her friends. Instead of Ron, however, it was Harry who greeted her first. He hugged her and whispered in her ear, "You look beautiful Hermione."

Hermione let go of him uneasily, "Thank you Harry, you look handsome yourself," she said, before she turned to look at Ron. He was just sitting there staring at one of the other tables; Hermione followed his line of sight he was staring at Pansy Parkinson. Hermione's eyes narrowed. Pansy was still playing her little game and whatever she was doing was getting Ron's full attention now. It was Hermione's fault really; she had not been paying attention to him like she should have since he had asked her to marry him. Between her head girl duties, Vox, and Malfoy, she had left him out and now she was paying for it. She should have listened to Ginny when she had warned her last week about Pansy being up to something. Maybe she should just give Ron the ring back and explain to him that she was just not the right girl for him. Over the past couple of days she had come to terms with the many lies that Number One, or Maverick Silverthorne had filled her head with. She realized she did not need Ron, even if one day she truly did want to be the Prime Minister for Magic, she did not need a submissive husband to do it. What had she been thinking? Two days ago she had went to Severus and told him that she wanted to be a part to take down Number One and the other corrupted Vox members. Vox was no longer what it had been when she had joined, or even what it had been like for thousands of years, since the time of the founders and the construction of Hogwarts. She no longer wanted to be a part of the greedy corrupt group it had become, Vox was now no better than Voldemort or his followers.

"Hi Ron," she said.

He took his off Pansy and looked at her, his eyes showed lust, but it was not for Hermione. "Hey, you look great." She turned in a circle so he could see all of her. "What is with the snake clasp in your hair, and you are still wearing that snake necklace." His nose scrunched up with Distaste at her accessories.

"I am wearing the necklace because my parents gave it to me, and I am wearing the clip to show interhouse unity at Dumbledore's request. The ferret refused to wear anything symbolizing Gryffindor, but I like to follow the rules of course, so I did. Where's Ginny?" she said, while looking around for her younger friend.

Ron had back to staring at Pansy who was now staring back at him with the same intensity.

"She's not here, most of the girls aren't, you got ready and here fast and you look absolutely incredible," said Harry, who was still staring at her like she was the last woman in the world.

Hermione was now really regretting putting on the little show that she did when Draco had her masturbate in class. He should not be acting like a hungry dog that had a steak dangling in front of him when Ginny would be out at any moment. "Harry quit staring at me like that, Ginny will be here soon!" she snapped at him, her tone hushed.

He blushed, "Sorry Hermione."

Hermione went to sit down at the table and rest her aching arches, when a tall shadow appeared over her. She looked behind her to see Severus Snape standing there looking down at her.

"Miss Granter, may I have a word with you in private?" he asked, his deep voice drawled and he appeared to be bored, though she knew that was not the case.

"Of course Professor." Now standing again, she followed him out of the Great Hall and down a long hallway to a spot where there would be no nosy students trying to listen in on their conversation.

"The Dark Lord knows that you and I are members of Vox." He said, once he was sure they were alone. Hermione was shocked to hear worry in his voice, "He also knows about the situation that is going on between you and Draco," he voice was once again grim.

Hermione backed up until she felt her back hit the stone wall and her hand went to her mouth. What did this mean for Draco? "He hasn't called Draco, what does that mean?" she asked.

"I don't know. With the Dark lord it could mean a number of things. It depends on whether he sees it as a threat or something he can benefit from. Anything can happen at this point."

"How did he find out?" she asked, as she stood from the wall and began to pace.

"At this point I don't know. I only found out because one of the idiots in the inner circle could not keep his mouth shut, while he talked to a friend in the Leaky Cauldron."

"Has he called you yet?" She stopped pacing to look at him.

"No," he said simply.

"Have you spoken to Dumbledore about what is occurring inside Vox yet?"

"Yes. Being a former Number One himself, he knows that what this Number One is doing goes against the morals the founded the circle. He has already spoken to Kingsley and informed him of the plan for his assassination."

Hermione let out a growl of frustration, "Why did I let that bastard get inside my head, manipulate me and feel my head with lies that I believed; all because I was to bloody heartbroken to fight back." She began to pace again.

"Don't be like that Granger. We all loved that man in some way. The fact that you were able to get him to love you was remarkable in itself. I hated the man for a good portion of my life, mainly because of the company he kept. However, when he met you, he changed completely. I respected him after he defended you and protected you from Silverthorne."

Hermione nodded and unshed tears of sadness for the man she loved glistened in her eyes. "I know. He used to talk about how he regretted the way he and his friends treated you."

"Tell me something Granger, do you love Draco?" He placed a gentle hand on her elbow in order to make her stop pacing, she looked at him.

"I truly don't know. I am confused. I don't know what are my real emotions and what are the ones caused by this necklace."

"That necklace only heightens emotions already there, it cannot create them, so if you feel affections for him that cannot not be contributed to lust. Then what you are feeling is real. We should be getting back to the ball now, before people begin to wonder what we are doing and come to find us."

"Yes, you're right," said Hermione. She left first.

Severus watched her. The painful memories of Lily entered his mind. He remembered the time when he had gotten the necklace of Snake Tears from Lucius and had her wear it. She had worn it for a month and he had been overjoyed when he felt their souls begin to connect. However, she soon figured out what he was doing and demanded he take it off her. He could never tell he no, and did as she asked. She had never felt the loss of his soul from hers like he had. There was not a day that passed that he did not feel the loss of her.

Hermione walked back to the ball down the hallway they had come down. This hallway was mainly dark, except for the moonlight that had shone through the tall windows. As she approached a small alcove she heard soft moans and grunts coming from it. As Head Girl, it was her duty to investigate it.

She took out her wand and whispered "Lumos." to light the tip. She gasped at what she saw. Ron had Pansy against the wall, he was slamming himself into her. "Ron what are you doing!" she said alarmed. However, it was as if he did not even heard her, for he continued to fuck the pug-nosed girl. Pansy grinned at Hermione from over Ron's shoulder, "He's mine now Mudblood," she said over Ron's now louder groans. Suddenly Ron let out a loud echoing groan as he came in the girl's cunt.

All Hermione could do was stare in shock, she was not in love with Ron, but it still hurt her to see him with a slut like Pansy Parkinson. Was this how he would feel if he ever caught her with Draco? She had to stop their engagement now; she could not bear putting Ron through what she was feeling when she knew it would be a thousand times worse for him. She could no longer use him for her own selfish gain.

"What the bloody hell is going on here?" Snapped Severus, who had come to stand next to Hermione.

Immediately Ron let go of Pansy at the sound of the menacing voice and started to come out of the fog he had been in for the past week. Pansy let out a whimper as she had been dropped on the cold stone floor. He pulled up his trousers and buttoned them. He then turned to look at Severus in fear, but horror fell over his face as his eyes fell on Hermione. "Hermione, I…I don't know—"

Hermione held up her hand to silence him, "Ron, I have thought about this for a while," she said as she slowly took off the extravagant ring that he had given her and took the few steps to stand directly in front of him. She took his hand and gently placed the ring in it. "Ron, we aren't good for each other, we have different desires and wants. You need a woman who can sit on a pedestal and let you fawn over her, I can't be that girl. We are also still so young…I just hope that one day when you find that person that makes you feel whole, you can forgive me and we can be friends again." She kissed him softly. "I will always love you as a best friend; I hope you understand that one day." She then turned and left, leaving Ronald Weasley standing in the alcove with tears in his eyes. He tired to follow after her, but Pansy and he had to be dealt with. Hermione had been unaware of the silver orbs that had watched the entire scene unfold or watched her as she went in the direction of the Heads common room.

Severus turned to face the shocked Ron and gloating Pansy. Ron no longer seemed like he was on the plain of the conscious or that he cared what happened to him. Severus could tell by the confused look that came on Ron's face after his orgasm that the boy had been drugged by an illegal slow acting lust potion infused with Pansy's pheromones. "Mister Weasley, 100 points from Gryffindor for prohibited sexual acts on school grounds and three months detention with me after the Holiday. Miss Parkinson, you will come with me to the Head Master's office and wait there for him until after the ball. From there he will decide what your punishment will be for drugging a fellow student with an illegal lust potion."

Pansy seemed shocked that she was even in trouble, but the look on the potion master's face told her not to fight him, the two left the shocked Ron there to be dealt with by Harry and Neville who had come out to see what had happened to their friend and had heard him sobbing against the wall.
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