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Breaking the Chain	By : RynStar15 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 42452 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, that belongs to the glorious J.K Rowling. I don't make any money off of this writing, I simply twist her world for my own pleasure.

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Draco smiled to himself. It was easy enough to use guilt to get the bleeding-heart witch to stop for the night. As soon as she drifted off to sleep he would steal the Time Turner and Aparate to London where he could find someone to fix it for him. Then he could return to the future, do his job and not have to worry about the pest whose tight little arse he had been watching all day.
He groaned inwardly as he found a dense bush in which to do his business. He was getting hard for the umpteenth time today. Having to watch her pert little bum their entire walk had taken a toll on him as his fantasies drifted to include him sneaking up behind her and sliding his rock hard cock into her hot pussy. He could only imagine the way her round bum would slap back against him as he slammed into her over and over making her scream his name…
Fuck, stop it! Look who you're thinking about! It's the Mudblood, the nasty know-it-all wench whose stupid little button nose has always been in your business. She's the bloody reason you're here!
Shaking his head at his musings he finished up, adjusted himself to fit back into his pants, thanking the gods his robe was large enough to cover his throbbing erection. It had been way too long since he'd been laid. The Dark Lord had been harder on them all as of late and there had been more raids, more battles, endless stakeouts. The madman had seemingly become unhinged as The Boy Who Lived continued to evade him. It had been a year and a half since Dumbledore had fallen and they were no closer to killing Potter than before.
Draco's stomach rumbled and he turned his morbid thoughts on finding something to eat. He hadn't been searching long when he heard Granger's shrill cry. Draco ran towards where he had heard her, whipping out his wand as he leapt over brush. He came to a very sudden halt in front of a distressed looking Granger. She was staring down at her wand in her hand in utter disbelief.
"What? What is it? What happened?" he gasped, looking around for an intruder.
"I-I can't…I can't…"
"What is it? Spit it out!"
She looked up at him, her eyes wide with fear. "I can't do magic."
Shocked, he stared at her blankly. "What?"
"I can't do it, I tried to light a fire but it wouldn't work. So then I tried to Summon some sticks to me and I couldn't do that either."
Was this some sort of sick joke? "Of course you can do magic, try it again."
"Accio sticks!" she shouted to a small pile of twigs. They didn't as much as stir. "Accio! Accio! Accio!" Nothing.
"Here let me try, Granger, as you're dim-witted arse can't even do the simplest of spells," he goaded, though he was forced to swallow back the unease he felt at the intelligent witch's demonstration. Figuring there must be something wrong with her wand, Draco pointed lazily to the pile of twigs. "Accio sticks!"
The wood remained steadfast.
Stunned, he stood up straighter. "Accio sticks!" he said, this time much more forcefully. But nothing happened. He tried again. And again. Then he turned to the small set-up Granger had constructed to be their fire and attempted to light it. Once again, nothing happened. By now he was starting to panic. What was wrong? Why couldn't they do magic? He tried to turn a tree blue, shoot sparks at a bird perched on a branch nearby and curse Granger with bat-bogies. The tree stayed green, the bird remained undisturbed, and the bushy haired witch was bogey-free.
"What the fuck are we supposed to do now?" he demanded staring down at the useless bit of wood in his hand. Granger just shook her head solemnly and sat down heavily, dropping her face into her hands.
"Don't you dare start the water-works Granger or I swear to Merlin-"
"I'm not crying, you git! Just leave me alone so I can think!"
Draco let out an exasperated yell, finally scaring the bird off its perch. He pounded off into the woods swatting at plants and kicking bushes. His toe caught a large rock under one and he cursed, hopping up and down on one foot waiting for the pain to ebb. He grumbled the unfairness of their situation away as he began his search for food again. The sun was falling rapidly and he knew he only had maybe a quarter hour of light left. After nearly ten minutes of his fruitless search he finally ran into a large mass of bushes with berries on them. He had no idea what they were so he licked one to see if they were poisonous. He nearly jumped for joy at the sweet flavor. Gathering as many as he could he hurried back towards the clearing the Mudblood had found. When he arrived he saw a small fire crackling. Ecstatic, he ran to her.
"You can do magic now?" he implored.
"What, this? No, I was a Girl Scout when I was younger so I know how to make a fire without magic."
"Girl Scout?" he asked incredulously.
"It's this thing young muggle girls do. They learn skills such as making a fire and how to survive in the wilderness. Cooking, manners, volunteering…"
"Alright, I get the point. You don't need to talk my whole damn ear off," he replied scathingly.
She gave him a withering look and went back to poking at the fire with a stick. Draco found a rock further away from Granger and leaned against it. He popped the berries in his mouth one by one drawing a longing look from the bushy haired freak. If she thought she was getting one, she was denser than he had thought. But she said nothing and eventually looked away to gaze into the flames once more. He finished off the last berry with a smacking of his lips earning a revolting glare from the lioness. He smirked his trademark smirk, highly enjoying himself. He felt much better now that he had something in his system.
"Well, I guess I'll just hit the sack then."
She didn't even look up. He was hoping she would get the hint and go to sleep as well, but she didn't seem inclined to.
"We'll be getting up early and I'm not going to wait on your arse. You should probably get some rest too."
Nothing. She didn't even blink. Shrugging his shoulders he decided he would rest a while and wait for her to fall asleep. Then he would make his move. His eyes grew heavy and closed and before he knew it, he was drifting off.
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Draco woke suddenly. Shite! He hadn't meant to actually fall asleep! His muscles were sore from the hard ground and dew had seeped through his robes making him shiver with cold. He lifted himself up to see if Granger was asleep. Yes! The dark haired girl was curled next to the dying embers of the fire, soot peppering her black robes.
He could see the sky starting to lighten and knew he had to make his move now. Moving silently, he crept over to her sleeping figure. She was curled in a tight ball, hugging herself for warmth. It was extremely chilly, frost was coating the ground. As he knelt over her he could see that she was shivering. He started to feel bad before he remembered it was her bloody fault they were here in the first place.
Moving slowly, Draco reached his hand into her robes pocket feeling like he was trying to poke a dragon in the eye to see if he minded. But she didn't stir and he could feel the broken necklace. He curled his hand around the pieces preparing for her to wake up and tackle him. But she didn't wake and now he was backing up, he was standing. Well, hell, he had done it!
Grinning like a fool Draco brought to mind the entrance to the Ministry and turned on the spot.
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Crack!
Hermione woke with a start, her heart racing. What was that noise? She looked over at Malfoy to see if he had heard it too. Her racing heart stopped. He was gone. And she had distinctly heard…
No, it couldn't be. He couldn't really be so daft as to…
But searching around their shoddy camp, she knew with a sinking feeling it was true.
The bastard had Apparated.
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Draco landed hard and hit something. Moaning in pain, he rolled and looked down at a roughly hewn table. A table? He looked around and groaned.
He was in a house. This wasn't the secret loo entrance he'd taken a dozen times at all. He heard yelling and turned around just as a man tackled him from the back. He had one fleeting thought that he wished he could use his wand before his world went black.
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Hermione quickly tread on the last of the embers, covering them with dirt. She didn't want to start a forest fire in her haste. It was still very dark, although from the sky she could tell that morning was on its way.
She shivered in the intense cold. Damn Malfoy! Why didn't he listen to her? Why did he have to be such a…a Slytherin?! He could be anywhere! Her heart hammered with fear. All they had seen so far were trees and grass. Not a cottage, a store, or any civilization. She had no idea what to expect when she got to London, which is where she figured he had gone. If not, well she had no idea what she was going to do. She would just have to leave without him. But she couldn't go without at least trying…
Jogging a little in her haste, Hermione started forward, muttering under her breath. She was exhausted, starving, her head was still throbbing from her fall. She'd tried to stay up as long as she could, knowing it wasn't smart to sleep with a concussion.
A cold breeze wracked through her thin robes and she shivered harshly. She stuck her hands inside her pockets to save them from the freezing air.
Hermione snapped to a halt so quickly her neck wrenched. The necklace! Had she dropped it? She searched all around but she didn't fool herself. She gave a cursory glance to just to make sure but she knew.
Malfoy had taken it.
Cursing him with every word she could think of she started running towards London.
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XOXO
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