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A Bit of Light Stalking	By : LovelessHope Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 25083 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: This is a Dramione Fan Fiction (I do not own the Dramione (Draco/Hermione) Fandom or the Harry Potter fandom or books, I do not make any money from this work. This is a work of fiction.

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Hermione woke the next morning with a start. She was drenched in sweat, and her hands were coiled into fists. She'd dreamed about Ron again. How she'd just barely escaped from the bed she was tied to. Her bed! She could still feel the cold blade of the knife as he stroked her cheek with it, not hard enough to draw blood. He had wanted to see her squirm, see as she fought him. He really was out of his mind.
She just breathed, she knew he couldn't harm her now, Draco wouldn't let it. Wait where did that thought come from? Of course Draco would let it. Hermione shook her head and slided out of her covers onto the floor. She was still panting when she heard Draco Knocking
"Is it safe to come in?" His smooth voice chimed
"Yes" she said, still in a heap on the floor.
Draco strided over to Hermione, giving her a sarcastic look of pity
"Well if you are going to be staying here, you'll need some clothes. Why don't we quickly swing by your house and pick up some of the rubble. Hmm" Draco appeared lost in thought
"Actually" He continued "I would rather buy you new things, if you are going to be around me, I am going to need you to look socially acceptable"
Hermione scowled at him "I am perfectly fine with getting my own clothes!"
Draco pulled Hermione up by the arms forcefully, making her look him in the eyes
"Remember, I am housing you by the goodness of my heart, don't you go forgetting that!"
Hermione whimpered and Draco's expression softened "I am just gonna dress you in some pretty clothes that's all, pet" he said, and stroked her hair
Hermione was speechless, again in Draco's arms. "Well maybe this won't be so bad" she thought to herself "Atleast this way I won't have to go back to the place I was nearly murdered"
She breathed in Draco's smell, He smelled good. Like Spearmint toothpaste. It was a nice smell, a clean smell. The last time she was close enough to smell somebody, it was Ron, and he smelt like alcohol and someone else's perfume.
Draco fought the urge to run his fingers up and down Hermione's sides, push her down on the bed... and kiss her. Huh, that's a strange thought. He didn't want to defile her, just kiss her. He looked down at the witch in his arms and abruptly ended the hug.
"Well let's get going" He said sheepishly and turned away from Hermione
"Um, earth to Malfoy, I don't have anything to wear"
Draco smirked.
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"I am not going out in this I look like a complete bus wreck!" Hermione whined
"Oh you do not, that dress is my mother's!" Draco laughed
"Well I just happen to be quite a bit younger than your mother!"
"Oh you look fine! Besides I think black is rather becoming on you" He tried to hold back giggles.
Hermione Granger looked ridiculous in his mother's old robes, but alluring at the same time. Draco patted her head, and began to lead her toward the door, and she begrudgingly followed.
"This time last week, I wouldn't be out in somebody else's robes, just to be dressed like their plaything!" Hermione snorted
"Well last week, you didn't have someone looking for your pathetic muggle blood" He shot back
Hermione started to reach for her wand, but Draco stopped her, pushing her against the wall
"You try anything on me, and i'll-
"What?! You'll what Draco Malfoy?"
"I'll spank you, until you can't feel your sore arse anymore"
Hermione's face flushed and her words turned to stammers. Draco sneered and put his arm around the girl. This was going to be a fun shopping trip.
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"Try this on"
"Merlin no!"
"Come on Hermione, it'll look so sexy"
Hermione poked her head out of the dressing room to glare at Draco who was holding up a crop top.
"It's made of the finest silk! Come on. You'll love it" He waved it in her face
"I am no Harlot"
"Never said you were, now amuse me"
"Fine if it'll get us out of here quicker, I hate shopping!"
They'd already found a stack of clothes that Draco insisted Hermione get, but of course, they couldn't leave the blasted shop until she tried something ridiculous on for him.
Hermione slid the top over her pert breasts and half of her stomach then walked out of the dressing room. Draco's mouth gaped. He fought with his body trying to stop an erection from forming. Gods, he wanted to push her into that dressing room and fuck her. Tear that little crop top off of her, fuck her till she begs him to stop. Then he saw her eyes, and the embarrasment and his demeanor softened. Why was this happening? Was looking into Granger's eyes really such kryponite for him?
"Fine go take it off" He said and Hermione quickly rushed back in the changing room.
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The clothes could barely all fit in the closet, but with some delicate arranging, Draco and Hermione got them stuffed in. Hermione changed into some comfortable clothes, and went to reading. Draco retreated to his room. He had been waiting to relieve himself, since that morning. He flopped on his bed, yanked down his boxers, and began stroking. He tried imagining Hermione on her hands and knees, being fucked by him. But all he could imagine was Hermione screaming in agony as Ron tried to cut into her. Then he thought about her smile. Gods, what was happening to him?
Then he had an idea.
Draco knocked on Hermione's door gently and Hermione answered it book in one hand.
"We need not just to keep you safe here, we have to make sure Ron Weasley can never hurt you or any other mud- muggle born again"
Hermione's eyes widened "Um Draco..." Then she smiled "You really are a nice person"
A strange reaction happened inside of Draco Malfoy. His heart raced, his stomach filled with butterflies, and also nausea. He smiled back though
"Yeah" He said trying to wipe the stupid grin off of his face "I want you safe"
Hermione hugged him, really hugged him. And he found himself hugging her back, only tighter, drawing little circles on her back with his index finger and thumb. After realizing what was happening to him, he pushed her away "Well, Goodnight"
Then Draco ran back to his room, leaving a confused Hermione in the doorway of her own room. She just shrugged and went back to reading.
"Good" Draco thought "The sooner, we can get rid of Ron, the sooner I can get pleasure from these fantasies again. Only this time make them a reality." Draco couldn't bare to think of anyone but himself fuckng Hermione, so the sooner he got Ron in Azkaban or killed him, he could have Hermione all to himself. No one getting in the way of his fantasies. Because he didn't want to hurt Granger. Just keep her as his own, and fuck her every night. He couldn't do that while she was too busy being scared of Ron finding her. He didn't want her to think of that little weasle at all.
Hermione couldn't focus on her book. She kept thinking of Draco, his pretty eyes, his toned body. She shivered a little and bit her lip. She wasn't starting to like him, was she?
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