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You Were My World	By : SweetHoney Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 17597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: All characters and invention of the world that is Harry Potter, belongs to J.K.Rowling. I am only borrowing it for my creative writing and in no way am profiting from it, only to help me practice my writing.

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"Nancy, cancel the rest of my appointments, except for the one after this one." Jim told his secretary over the intercom, and then proceeded to release the button. He leaned into his chair and made himself as comfortable as possible. This session was going to be a long one. "Please continue."

"I kissed him." Hermione repeated her confession, staring at the floor, her face burning with embarrassment. "We did more things, and it felt magnificent. Until the nurse came back. We almost… I…I felt like…my heart was going to jump out of my chest. I want him. Bad." She tore her gaze from the floor and looked at him. "Help me." she desperately pleaded.

Jim calmly stood up and went to his desk. Opening a drawer, he pulled out two leather bound books and returned to his seat. "I have been taking note of your symptoms and have discovered something."

Hermione nodded her head, looking at him and wondered what his discovery was.

"I'm sorry I hadn't informed you of my suspicions earlier, but I had to be certain. With what you've just told me…I must tell you now before you do something you'll regret." He took one of the books and gently flipped the pages of the ancient book to where a bookmark was placed and set it on the coffee table between them. "I believe you are under the influence of a love potion."

"A love potion?" Hermione gasped, her eyes moving to Jim, the book, and back.

"What you have been feeling are side-effects from the potion. Draco is also under the influence as well."

Hermione's mouth fell opened. "Draco too?"

A buzzing sound was heard, indicating that their time was up but Hermione made no move to leave. She was still in shock of what Jim had revealed to her.

"Please, stay. I have more to tell you."

"Your next appointment is here. Shall I let him in?"

Jim pressed the button, "Yes."

0o0

Draco stepped through the threshold, ready to confess to Jim about the kiss he had shared with Hermione. He stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Hermione. When his mind had finally registered that Hermione was really sitting in front of him and not an illusion, Draco turned to Jim. His mind screaming betrayal, Draco whipped out his wand and aimed it at him.

Jim held his hands up in surrender and coaxed him into lowering his wand. "I have something of great importance to tell you." his gaze wondered to Hermione. "It involves the both of you."

Draco lowered his wand, but held it firmly in his hand.

"I apologize for all this, but the both of you need to be here so we can find out the truth of the matter. I need both of your recollections of what happened, in detail."

"What is all this about?" Draco asked.

"Both of you are under the influence of a love potion."

Draco was taken aback by what he had said. "What?"

"A love potion." Hermione whispered.

Draco angled his head, getting a better look at Hermione. Her face was pale and her eyes haunted.

"Draco, please sit down. I have to show you this." Jim reached for a leather bound book on the coffee table between him and Hermione, and pushed it toward Draco.

Draco took the book and read the contents. "Amortentia causes powerful infatuation or obsession…" he stopped reading. He didn't have to keep going. He remembered the love potion Slughorn had told him about back in his sixth year. As the book slipped through his hand and dropped on to the floor, Draco's mouth followed its gravitational pull.

"Draco, you said you found Hermione in her lab after an explosion, and carried her to your penthouse." Under his professional code, Jim was not allowed to disclose client information to anyone, but they needed to know. They're lives could be in danger.

"Yes," Draco confirmed.

"Afterwards did you wash yourself off?"

"Of course. My robes were filthy and glass shards were stuck on them from her. I cut myself -"

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jim interjected. This was the very thing he was afraid of.

"It didn't seem important." Draco replied slowly, realizing now that it was important.

Jim shook his head. "The potion must've been on her clothing or skin and rubbed off on you when you were carrying her. You might have managed to wash some of it off, but it could have seeped into your skin through the cut and slowly began to manifest."

"I was in a coma." Draco stated. "There was a fog, faces, and…and her. I felt a pull."

"Your coma could've been a side-effect."

Dare he hope?

"But it's been about a year since then, shouldn't it have worn off already?" Draco asked. "And the…" He glanced at Hermione, "symptoms I've been having are different from the book. I don't smell anything from her!"

"The potion might've accidently got mixed with the ones she was concocting. I suspect there were some forms of contamination that caused it to mutate. Your reactions to on another are very strong. It hasn't seemed to weaver and I suspect it is connected to her memory lost." Jim turned to Hermione, who had shook off her daze and was listening closely to Draco and his conversation. "We have to find out what potions you were working on before the explosion."

0o0

"Are you relieved?" Hermione asked Draco once they were alone.

Jim had stepped out, giving them some privacy to discuss their situation.

"Yes." Draco answered without thinking it through, then immediately wanted to take it back.

The sad look on Hermione's face nearly killed him.

"So am I." Hermione agreed.

Draco didn't know if he could believe her words or not. She looked very hurt in hearing his answer and her eyes were glistening with unshed tears.

What did she want from him?

Did she want him to fall on his knees and declare his love for her?

He would do it if it would make her smile. Merlin, he would kill to see her smile. Just once. A genuine smile, just for him. Proof that she liked him.

But how would he know that it was real and if she meant it?

She would only have been nice to him, smile at him, because of the love potion. His feelings of love for her were because of it as well, which explained his sudden change in opinion of her. In the beginning of their tale he was detached and ready to enact his revenge. Now, he desired her and obsessed over her, all because of the potion. Everything he felt was a fabrication of his potion induced mind.

Curse you, who invented Amortentia! Curse you and your children and grandchildren! Which you probably conceived from drugging up some woman with your potion. How desperate could a person be to have created a potion that caused one to obsess over another?

An awkward silence filled the room as both were averting their eyes, wanting to look at anything else but each other.

Draco tapped his finger on the armrest impatiently, waiting for Jim or anyone to walk in and distract him from inching closer to Hermione.

Of all the places to sit, why did he choose to sit on the same couch as her?

He could very well stand up and move. She'll think he was intimidated by her, which he wasn't.

"Draco?"

Draco straightened when she said his name. "Yes?"

"Did you know what type of potions I was working on? Or have an idea of them?" Hermione asked.

Draco was glad to have the old Know – It –All Granger back, but was a little disappointed that she was no longer his sweet and innocent Hermione.

"No. We worked in different departments and floors. We rarely see each other unless we have to, even then we never really spoke. A polite greeting at the most."

A crease appeared between her eyebrows as she tilted her head, thinking hard. "If we rarely see each other, then what motivated you to lie to me?"

Draco knew this question was coming sooner or later. Frankly, he would rather have this discussion far off in the future or whenever he himself knew right the answer to it.

"I wanted revenge." He began, then stopped and thought over what he was saying. "Not on you. You see I…I was having a terrible day and…"

Where was he going with this?

How could he explain to her what his motivations were when he didn't know himself. If he was asked this same question, when he first brought her with him he would have said it was because of Potter and Weasely. How they treated him…well, they didn't treat him poorly or were unpleasant. Weasely gave him odd looks every now and then, and Potter was greeting him politely and trying to start some conversations with him.

Draco would cut them short because from day in to day out, he had nothing but paperwork to do. He supposed the stress from being inside a small space all day, with unending paperwork, was causing him to lose his mind and lack of sleep wasn't helping either. Even in his sleep, he was dreaming of doing paperwork.

"All this, because you were having a terrible day?" Hermione accused him.

"I hadn't slept for days. I kept running as best as I could, but I wasn't good enough." It was ridiculous to say anything more, but Draco felt that he needed to defend himself.

"I'm sorry you had a terrible day. Are you still running?"

"No. I tripped on my own feet and am crawling like the wretched I am, trying to reach a destination I cannot see." Draco didn't know why he was telling her this. Was it the potion working against him? Wouldn't be the first time.

He flinched when she placed her hand on his arm. It was a gentle touch, but it scorched his skin.

"Maybe if you stopped and rested for a while you could see where you're going."

Draco looked at Hermione and saw that her face was honest and full of sincerity. She had meant what she said.

The distance between them growing smaller and smaller, until their lips touched.

"Draco, Hermione!" Jim shouted from the other side of the door. "Are you two doing all right in there?"

Both pulled apart from the other, panting.

"W-we're fine!" Hermione shouted.

"Would you give us another minute or two? We still have a few more things to talk about." Draco added.

"All right."

Fishing a silver flask from his pocket, Draco tossed the drink back before offering it to Hermione.

Hermione took the offering and drank it. She cringed as hot liquid burned her throat. "Do you normally keep this with you?"

"Never know when you need it." He took the flask back and drank another generous amount.

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"You did it because of the love potion, right? The kiss." Although it hurt her to have to ask him this question, Hermione needed to hear his answer. She prayed it was a no.

Draco roughly coughed. "The potion?"

He stared at her. Many emotions displaying in his eyes, the one Hermione could see the most was hurt.

"Yes," he replied, his voice like a hiss, "the potion made me do it."

"I'm sorry -"

"Stop apologizing well you! Why are you sorry? I'm entirely at fault since the beginning. I started this."

Hermione shook her head in denial. "You were under the influence of the potion."

"Maybe." Draco said in frustration, not mentioning that he was not in contact with the potion when he had made the decision to kidnap her. "I don't know anymore."

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"I like you." Hermione said, her voice steady and strong, "And it's not because of the potion."

Before he realized what he was doing, Draco closed the distance between them and grabbed her face with both hands and pressed his lips on to hers. He couldn't control himself. Her words, simple as they were, unleashed something inside of him. His mouth devoured hers in need. She stiffened, surprised by his assault, but she seemed to have recovered as she kissed him back. The taste of her undid him. As he removed his hands from her face to tear free of his trousers, she made short work of shedding her jeans and underwear. Reaching between them, he grabbed her hips and pulled her against him.

Draco closed his eyes, moaning in her mouth as he came the second he was inside of her. When the sensation was over, he opened his eyes. Feeling something wet on his cheek, he pulled his mouth from Hermione. He didn't registered what he had done, until he saw the tears. Hermione's tears.

Pulling out of her, he righted himself and looked away from her. "I'm sorry." He choked out, hiding his face in shame. He cursed himself for taking her on a couch with all the skills of a…a…Who was he kidding. There was no skill.

He glanced at Hermione and wanted to hex himself for hurting her. She had been a virgin, for God's sake. A virgin! She deserved more. Better.

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Hermione stared at him blinking the stinging tears away from her eyes, righting her vision and swallowing the pain between her legs. Draco sat close to her ankle, his head in his hands. He stared at him knees, muttering incoherent words.

"That was…" Hermione paused, wincing as she sat up, thinking of a word to describe what had transpired. "Quick."

Draco cursed, "I'm sorry! I-I - this never happened to me before! I swear! Normally I'm not so – I'm great at this! I can last longer than that! It's just – it's been a while!"

Hermione put her underwear and jeans back on, after Draco used a charm to clean them both up and get rid of the blood stain on the couch. She stood up and wobbled. Sitting back on the couch, she pressed her legs together in an attempt to dull the discomfort she felt. "It hurts."

"I'm sorry," Draco said, searching for his flask and handling it to her without touching her. If he were to touch her soft skin, there was a chance that he'll jump on top of her and finish what he started.

"Are you drinking?" said Jim, walking into the room.

Draco and Hermione froze, like two first years caught breaking the rules.

Taking the flask from Hermione, he shook his head in disappointment. "There will be no drinking from now on. You two have been exposed to unidentified potions. If you drink loads of this -" he shook the flask to emphasize his point "There is a chance that the medicine you ingested from the clinic cause an imbalance in your system and influenced your behavior."

Hermione glanced at Draco. "Influenced behavior as in?"

"Irrational thinking, impulsive bouts of lust…"

Hermione didn't hear the rest of his sentence. The actions of her and Draco earlier indulgence had finally sunk in and she regretted it. Burying her face in her hands, she wept for her lost.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" asked Jim.

0o0

"She must be feeling bad for upsetting you." Draco said. "Can you leave us for a moment?"

Jim seemed reluctant by left them alone nonetheless.

"Hermione, I know these words are overused but I'm sorry I truly am. I should have done…I shouldn't have done anything. You probably had higher expectations…than-than me." Draco murmured the last part.

He was angry with himself for not having control over his body. For all he knew, Hermione was saving herself for marriage or something and he ruined it for her. Ruined her first time because he was so awful.

"Since I don't remember my past, I don't know what my expectations were. Why I was a virgin for so long?" Hermione asked softly, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

She was quiet for a few minutes before turning to him, she asked, "I'm not hideous am I? I saw photos of my school years and I was told I have no social life."

"No." Draco immediately replied.

Hermione gave him a skeptic stare, willing the answer out of him.

"You weren't much to look at," he admitted, "as for your social life. I've only ever seen you with Potter and the Weasleys."

A loud cry escaped Hermione's throat and she began sobbing once again.

"But – but…Bloody! – Why do you parents keep these photos? Honestly, they should've burned them a long time ago." Draco strained, trying to think of a compliment for her, but couldn't. He was too distracted by her sobbing to think of anything. His body reacted for him. He pulled her against him and kissed her.

"You always had nice skin." He said after they broke the kiss.

Hermione blinked before burst into laughter, followed by Draco.

"You won't believe this!" Jim shouted as he pushed the door opened and closed it shut behind him.

Draco and Hermione stopped laughing and turned to Jim.

Jim stopped short in front of both of them, seeming curious of what they've been up to, but didn't voice it. "I've just spoken to a friend of mine who works in the same lab as Hermione, casually asking him about the mess after the explosion. He knew nothing of it! It seems someone cleaned it up after you two left." His gaze on Hermione, "Don't you see? It was planned!"

"Someone purposely caused the explosion?" Draco exclaimed.

Jim nodded. "Everyone knows Hermione often worked late hours and solitary. It makes it perfectly convenient for someone to tamper with her potions and harm her."

"But if someone wants to harm me, then why haven't they attacked me yet?"

"Because they couldn't found you." supplied Draco. "They mustn't have counted on me being there and taking you."

"And you've rarely been alone since you've returned." finished Jim. "We have to go to your lab as soon as possible to investigate. There might be a clue there."

"Then let's go tonight, right now." suggested Hermione.

"No, we can't. We have to have special permission to access it." Jim informed her. "The wards must've been tampered with, that's how Draco got in. I will go to the Minister of Magic with the information I've gathered. He'll want to know of this and have the lab close off."

Draco took Hermione's hand to comfort her. She was trembling, shaken with fear.

Draco and Hermione bid Jim good night, since it was almost midnight. They didn't realize that much time had passed until they looked at the clock. Draco offered to escort Hermione home, which she agreed. Jim suggested she return home through the Floo network, but Hermione refused. Before they left Jim told Draco to be careful and keep an eye on his surroundings.

"It's all right if you're scared." Draco said to Hermione as they stood in the lift, waiting to get out.

Hermione shook her head. "I was frightened at first, but now…now I'm furious."

Draco was amazed in seeing a spark of old Hermione Granger creaking through the surface. She was panting, face flush with rage, clenching her hand in to fist. The sight made him smile. There she was. The famous Gryffindor, who fought the war against the vicious Death Eaters and their Dark Lord.

"We have to go to my lab." Hermione demanded. "If I was such a workaholic as everyone claims, then I should be able to sense what was there. What I was working on. Please, Draco we have to find a way to get in. It's the only place I haven't been."

When they got to the Ministry Headquarters, Draco was surprised to see that Hermione was able to get pass the wards and he was even more shocked that she could disarm the ward in the labs as well. She merely waved her wand and they were admitted.

Stepping into her labs, Hermione paused in front of a table with a cauldron simmering and other ingredients on it and stared at it for a long quiet moment. With eyes wide she screamed, "WHO TOUCHED MY WORKSTATION?"

Stomping, she went to her workstation and raised her wand, objects flew left and right. With everything put in the correct order, Hermione turned around and jumped when she saw Draco. As if she just realized he was standing there for the first time. "What are you doing down here, Malfoy?"

0o0

I'm still debating if I want Hermione to explode with anger or be so angry that she shuts everyone out... The only thing I can guarantee is that someone is going to die in the next chapter.
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