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Late Night Wandering	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 34930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Monday Morning
Hermione made it to breakfast at 7:30 and found her friends were already there. Harry still wasn't looking at her, much less talking to her. She sat down next to Ginny and Ginny shrugged.
After a few bites of toast, Hermione whispered to Ginny, "Did you owl Fred and George? About a recording device?"
Ginny nodded and whispered back, "yeah. Hopefully, they'll send something."
Ginny turned to Hermione and studied her friend's face. Something was different. "What's up, Mione? Everything ok?"
Hermione grinned. "I'll tell you later." Hermione looked around the table. Ron and Lavender were talking quietly amongst themselves across the table from her and Dean was on her right talking to Neville. Harry was sitting on the other side of Ginny and was staring at his plate with a frown.
Hermione decided enough was enough. She stood up and stepped a couple steps around Ginny and leaned between Ginny and Harry. She said quietly but firmly, "Harry James Potter, you are going to come talk to me right now."
He turned to her and shot back, "Oh I am, am I?" He made no move to stand.
She said more softly, "Well, if my friendship means anything to you, anything at all, you'll come with me so we can talk through this." He had turned away again and wasn't looking at her. She added, her voice sounding defeated. "I miss you, Harry." She turned and walked out of the Great Hall.
Draco was watching his witch with great interest from across the Great Hall. He could tell that Harry wasn't talking to her. This was all going perfectly. He had won his witch and soon enough she would be his completely. Another week and he would be fucking her regularly. His cock twitched at the thought. Then he would use influence and manipulation to keep her away from her friends. She didn't need them.
He had been thinking about how his parents would react to him fucking a mudblood. It was unfortunate that she wasn't a pureblood, or even a halfblood for that matter. But it was no matter. He would marry Pansy or Astoria, or whomever his parents deemed appropriate, but Hermione would be in his heart. She would be his mistress and he would take good care of her. She would want for nothing. Once she realized just how much she loved him and needed him, she wouldn't mind being the spoiled mistress of a Malfoy. Being the mistress of a Malfoy was a step up from being married to another mudblood or halfblood. Hell, it was a step up from being married to most purebloods for that matter.
His interest was peaked when he noticed Hermione stand and then lean down and whisper something to Potter. Draco felt the anger rising within him. Why was she speaking to him? She had no business having anything to do him. His anger escalated further when he saw Potter stand and then race out of the Great Hall after her.
Hermione couldn't help the tears that were forming as she dashed out the Great Hall. Was Harry really dumping her as his friend? She had just made it to the steps leading upstairs when Harry caught up with her.
"Mione, wait!" She turned back to him and he saw the tears in her eyes. "Oh, Moine." He grabbed her and hugged her. "I'm sorry." He pulled back. "But, Draco is scum, Hermione. How can you believe I would hit him? He's manipulating you! You need to stay away from him!" Harry was adamant. His face was turning red and Hermione was becoming very wary of his temper.
She wanted to calm him down. "Ok, Harry. I'll stay on my guard around him, ok? Just calm down. Let's go get our books for potions."
This seemed to placate him a little bit. As they were walking up the stairs, he continued. "I can't believe you're his potions partner. Maybe Snape will reassign partners with everything that happened. Theo was Ron and Daphne's third. Maybe, maybe he'll put the four of you together."
Hermione secretly hoped this wasn't true. She liked working with Draco. They worked well together and both worked hard. Ron was not very good at potions and she hated herself for feeling this way, but she felt Ron would hold them back, as would Daphne. Daphne wasn't a good student and only got average grades. From what Hermione knew about Daphne, she had no aspirations for a career. She was engaged and would probably be spitting out little wizards and witches within a year of marriage. Hermione just didn't understand witches who felt that way. Hermione wanted a career when she graduated. She would think about marriage in another 20 years...maybe.
As Harry, Ron and Hermione headed to potions, Harry tried to pry information out of her about her relationship with Draco.
She felt it would just anger him too much if she told him anything. She tried to reassure him. "Harry, I don't really know yet, ok? I really like him, but I'm not going to jump into anything and I'm going to be on my guard as you asked. I don't think he attacked me but I'll be smart, I promise."
"Hermione, I don't want to fight with you anymore about him. But, I wish you would snap out of whatever spell he has you under." His voice sounded defeated.
Ron was being unusually quiet and didn't say much until right before they walked into potions. He looked at Harry and then at her. He grabbed her arm and she stopped walking, turning back to him. He said quietly and determinedly, "Mione, we love you. We'll always love you and be your friend. Just, please trust us and think long and hard about what you're doing." He looked at Harry and added. "We'll stop fighting you on this, because we don't want our friendship to suffer...and frankly, Draco isn't worth losing your friendship over."
Hermione looked at her two best friends and pulled them each into a hug. "I love you both, and I appreciate your concern. And I'll be careful.. I promise." They nodded at her in acknowledgment and the three headed into the potions classroom.
Draco was already there when they arrived. He was smiling at her as she walked over to their table. "Hi Hermione." He took her hand and held it under the table. He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "I can't stop thinking about this morning. That was amazing, Hermione. You're amazing."
Hermione felt the irritation she had toward him ebb away. He was finally saying the words she had wanted to hear earlier.
She bit her lip and smiled shyly. Hermione didn't normally fish for compliments, but she really wanted to know if he enjoyed it. "Really? I was worried you weren't, I don't know, maybe I didn't..."
He interrupted her, leaning in. "Oh stop it right now. You were amazing." He grinned devilishly, "but, I mean, if you feel the need to practice, I'm happy to help out. You know, whatever you need."
His devilish smirk made her laugh. "Well, if I can fit it into my study schedule maybe I'll do just that."
Draco clutched his hand over his heart and leaned back in his chair. "Oh, I think I've died and gone to heaven." He then sat up and beamed at her, surprising her when he leaned in and kissed her cheek.
The kiss on her cheek had not gone unnoticed and the catcalls started up again. Hermione turned pink as she looked around the room. Her smile faltered and her face paled at the look of disgust on Harrys face. What she didn't see was Draco giving Harry an evil stare and then a smirk before leaning in to kiss her cheek a second time. When he gave her the second kiss, she turned back to find him giving her a warm smile. She smiled back.
Just then Professor Snape walked into the class room. "Quiet down, quiet down." He paced through the tables and continued. "In light of recent...events. I realize the groupings in the class may be...unfair." He turned to Ron and Daphne and then Draco and Hermione. "Grow up. Life isn't fair. You will continue in your groups as assigned." He walked towards his desk. "Get to work."
Hermione and Draco exchanged looks of relief and started working on their most current recipe. Three hours later, they had made progress. They had ruled out several ingredients and had started 2 cauldrons of two different recipes. Both were simmering and coming along nicely. Draco had volunteered to come by and check on them daily as he was in the dungeons regularly and it would be easy for him to swing by. Hermione felt that was unfair as more responsibility was placed on his shoulders than hers, but he insisted it was easy for him and he didn't want her worrying about having to find a hall buddy to accompany her.
They were packing up their books when Professor Snape approached them. "Miss Granger. Please stay behind class for a minute. I wish to speak with you." He looked at Draco. "Draco, please wait at the the back of the classroom, you may then accompany Miss Granger to the Great Hall for lunch."
"Certainly, Professor." As Draco sat, watching Hermione follow the Professor to his desk, he found hmself curious why Snape would want to talk to her. He contemplated his Godfather. Perhaps he would confide to Snape his usage of the potion on Granger. Draco knew Severus wouldn't care if he used the potion. Severus even helped him develop it. But, then he thought better of it. His Godfather had come and gotten him the night Blaise was arrested and had been less than pleased that Blaise had been abusing the potion and whoring out witches. Severus would advise him that now was not the time to be using it in light of recent events. And the fact was, he probably wouldn't be using it to much anyway, now that Hermione was his and would be meeting his needs willingly. Although, the potion did have its appeal. He internally acknowledged there would likely be times he would would still want to potion her. He was crazy about Hermione, but Princess had her appeal as well.
Hermione didn't want to be alone with the Professor. She was glad Draco would be in the room, but wasn't sure if that actually helped or not. Snape would probably just obliviate Draco as well. She hesitantly followed her Professor to his desk.
He turned to her and said soothingly and quietly, so Draco couldn't hear. "I just wanted to be sure you are alright, Miss Granger. I'll admit I was quite surprised to see you alone with Draco in Hogsmeade on Saturday." He looked over her shoulder towards Draco and then back at her.
Hermione would not show fear but she also would not show her hand. "Thank you, Professor. I appreciate your concern. I no longer suspect Draco. I don't know who's still attacking witches, but I don't think it's him." She looked up at him and unable to stop herself added, "It could be anyone, Professor. It's probably someone whom no one would ever suspect would do such a thing."
Snape studied her face. She had a certain look of defiance about her and it peaked his interest. It seemed like she wasn't being entirely forthcoming. "Well, my offer stands, Miss Granger. If you wish to talk, my door is always open." He really wanted her to confide in him. He gave her as earnest a face as he could muster and it shocked him when she seemed to cringe a little.
Hermione was disgusted with her Professor. She was more convinced than ever he was involved in all this. He wanted her to confide in him. She could picture the chain of events perfectly. He would lure her into his study, encourage her to confide all her memories and pretend to care and act like he was on her side. Then he would rape her, and then obliviate her, as he likely had, at least a couple times before. Snape and Blaise...Those were her two attackers, and of course any others they might have whored her out to. She hated this wizard in front of her. She would see him suffer for what he had done. She tried to keep her expression neutral as these thoughts rushed through her mind.
"Well, I should probably go. I don't want to hold Draco up."
"Of course. Good day, Miss Granger." He watched as she walked away and took Draco's hand before walking out of the classroom. Snape sat as his desk staring at the now vacant door frame. Something was afoot and he needed to find out what it was.
"So, what did he want?" Draco asked Hermione curiously as they headed towards the Great Hall.
"He just wanted to be sure I was ok. He knows I was attacked."
This was news to Draco. "Oh." Draco was trailing through his memories. He couldn't recall any discussions between himself and his Godfather about Hermione, other than discussions about the potion he was working on with her for class. Draco realized there would be no real reason for Snape to discuss with him the fact that Hermione had been attacked, other than for just gossips sake, and Snape wasn't a gossip.
As he held Hermione's hand and walked beside her, he started remembering the morning in the prefects bath, then he remembered the thrill of the first time he had fucked her. While it was regrettable she didn't have the memories of their many times together, it was probably for the best. He recalled, with a twinge of guilt, how rough he had been with her the first time when he took her virginity.
"So, you wanna study after dinner? I could meet you in the library," Draco offered.
"Actually, yeah. That sounds good." She smiled at him and he smiled back.
When they walked into the Great Hall for lunch, he kissed her on the cheek and headed to his table as she headed to hers. They were drawing less attention now as it was no longer breaking news that they were together.
She walked over to Harry, Ron, Lavendar and Ginny at the table and sat beside Ginny. Ginny had an excited look on her face and whispered, "Fred and George sent me a recording device."
"Brilliant, Ginny." The wheels started spinning. "What's your next class?"
"Um, I actually have a free period." Ginny responded.
"Well, I have History of Magic, but I'll claim a headache so that we can work on our plan. Does that work for you?"
Ginny nodded eagerly, "yeah, let's do it."
The girls inhaled lunch and dashed up to Ginny's dorm, eager to get started.
Ginny shut the door to her dorm and pulled out another sneak-o-scope."This is what they sent, with their blessing," she giggled. "They said they were proud their little sister was developing an interest in mischief and trickery."
"Wait, you didn't tell them why you needed this, did you?"
"No! I just told them I had a mischievous scheme at play and asked if they had a recording device I could borrow."
Hermione smiled, "perfect, Ginny. They would have never said no to that."
Ginny and Hermione copied the recording of Snape from the original sneak-o-scope onto the extra.
Hermione tucked the extra sneak-o-scope into her school bag. "Best if I keep this one, just in case Dumbledore comes looking for anything."
Ginny shook her head at her friend. "I still don't think Dumbledore will obliviate me."
Hermione ignored her. "So, I told Draco I'd meet him at the library tonight."
"Does that mean you want to set the trap tonight?" Ginny asked.
Hermione contemplated. "I think I'll lay the groundwork tonight." She thought for a minute. "I'll tell Draco I can't see him tomorrow night because you and I got permission to work late in the library. I'll then add that you are actually going to run off with Harry for some alone time, but that I told McGonigall you'd be with me so that she would give permission. I'll tell him that I'll be perfectly safe as everyone will be in their dorms after 7 and that I won't stay in the library past 9. I'll tell him I need to use a couple references that can't be checked out." She paced. 'You'll be with me under the cloak and will follow close with the sneak-o-scope, ready to record if anything happens."
Ginny thought for a minute. "What about Harry?"
Hermione considered. "I think it would be better to lay the trap for one wizard at a time. We'll do Harry the next night.
Ginny added, "in fairness, one or both of them might show up just to walk you back to Gryffindor out of concern for your well being."
Hermone smiled. "Well, that would be really nice if they did that." She sat on Ginny's bed. "The truth is, even if neither attacks me, it doesn't mean they haven't in the past. Really, the only way we get a definitive answer is if one of them tries to attack me."
Ginny sighed, "that's true." She layed back on her bed and stared up at her canopy. "So, when do I go to Dumbledore?"
"How about tonight. Right after curfew?"
Ginny looked nervous. "Ok. I really hope he doesn't obliviate me."
Hermione put her arm around her friend. "Don't worry, if he does, I'll give you some headache potion and bring you back to speed."
Ginny nodded and rethought through their plan, suddenly remembering breakfast when Hermione had seemed distracted.
"So, Mione. You told me at breakfast you'd tell me why you seemed distracted. What was up with that?"
Hermione felt the familiar rush of warmth to her face and neck as she blushed from the memory.
"Umm, I um, ran into Draco in the prefects bath this morning."
Ginny didn't find this odd. "And?"
"Well, it was really early..like 5:30 and apparently I didn't shut the door all the way and he walked in on me in the bath." Hermione said the last part really fast and collapsed back on the bed.
"He what?" Ginny shrieked.
"He was a perfect gentleman and covered his eyes. It was an accident. Obviously, I hadn't closed the door all the way or he wouldn't have been able to walk in. You know how the charm works!"
"So, what happened? Something happened, right?"
Hermione turned beat red. "Um, we uh, we gave each other oral sex."
Ginny's eye grew huge. "Mione!" Ginny's mouth was hanging open in shock. "Wait, at the same time, like 69?"
Hermione looked at her friend confused. "69?" Then she got it. "Oh Merlin, no. He did it to me and then I did it to him."
Ginny grinned. "How'd you like it?"
Hermione grinned back. "It was amazing."
Ginny nodded at her friend. "It is, isn't it? Harry has this little trick he does with his tongue where.."
Hermione threw her hands over her ears, "Stop! Don't tell me. Dear Merlin stop!" Hermione shook her head. "Too late. You've planted a visual.. oh make it go away!"
Ginny laughed and then a look of surprise came over her face. "Wait, you went down there alone?'
Hermione just shrugged. "I went down at 5am. I knew no one would be up that early."
Ginny gave her friend a reprimanding look. "Well, clearly you were wrong since Malfoy was up."
"Yes, he ran into me ALONE in the bath and didn't attack me. It would have been the perfect opportunity. I'm telling you, he's innocent. "
Ginny shot her friend a smirk, "I wonder what he would have done if you hadn't given him that blow job?"
Hermione had to concede the point.
And, I'll concede that I hate this chapter! It's why it took me almost a week to post it. I just can't get it right. But, I'm ready to move on to the events that are unfolding, so I went ahead and posted it. I'll try to do better next chapter!
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