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Beyond the Pale	By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 81362 -:- Recommendations : 11 -:- Currently Reading : 17
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The Kinky Groove was just as Hermione remembered it, even though it wasn’t midsummer. The dresses were short, the trousers were tight, and half the chests were bare regardless of gender. Even the stuffed bunny humper was there. She shivered, anxious to join in. The intoxicating scent of blood still pulsing in veins without the taint of magic made her mouth water. It was almost overpowering and she knew she’d have to feed first before she could really enjoy the place.

Draco placed a comforting hand at the base of her spin and directed her to the vampire room. The same grungy smell as last time permeated the area but she could smell fresh blood. It was excited, a little fearful, and oh so tasty. She just hoped she and Draco could feed together. She often found herself horny afterwards and he was just the thing she needed.

Draco smirked and pushed her across the room to a couple watching them with wide eyes. They smelled of fear and arousal at the same time… with a hint of chicken parmesan and dry white wine. Hermione had to clamp her mouth shut to keep from drooling. Draco stepped up and held his hand out for the rather tall muggle man to shake.

“Good evening. I’m Derik Bach and this is my wife Rain.”

The man took his hand tentatively. “Justin Sparks. This is my girlfriend Polly.”

“Pleasure,” Draco purred, bending low over Polly’s offered hand and kissing the air above her knuckles.

Hermione bit back a smirk. Draco was nothing if not a charmer. Judging by the way the girl in front of him practically wet her knickers at the tiny gallant gesture, he’d done his job. Justin was scowling fiercely and she took that as her cue to jump in. They needed them to follow, not make a scene. She slid up, making sure to sway her hips in just the right way that her tight red dress would accentuate just how much she had to offer.

“It’s lovely to meet you,” she said breathily, making sure to bat her eyes and blush heavily.

Draco shot her a molten look to let her know that she’d done her job well. She shivered, making sure to keep her eyes on Justin as she did. She felt the change immediately, the blood flow changing directions, pooling in his loins. Oh yes, this couple would do nicely.

In the months since they’d been turned, their tastes had matured. No longer did they search for a quick bite, but the most satisfying. This couple had everything they needed. They were young, fit, and smelled absolutely divine. They could also have a bit of fun teasing them and when the night was over, the couple would only be able to remember that they’d had an amazing time. It was a win-win situation.

“Oi, there they are!”

Hermione stopped her automatic cringe to Ron’s tone. They must have just arrived, which meant she and Draco had to hurry up. Draco took the lead, pulling the muggle woman into his arms and letting her feel exactly how much he was looking forward to getting to know her. Of course, his package was only for Hermione, but he’d learned that it was a powerful aphrodisiac, especially for blood play lovers like this couple. Polly’s breath caught and she blushed profusely before shooting a pleading look at her date.

Hermione dragged one finger down his well-muscled chest and almost laughed as he leaned into it. “Do you two care to play?”

“Oh yes,” Justin whispered, already in a trans-like state. He grabbed her hand and followed like a puppy, sparing a departing glace to his girlfriend who was too enamored with Draco to notice.

“Oi, where are they going?” Ron yelled over the music and Hermione prayed that he’d stay away.

“Where the hell do you think they’re going, you idiot?” Ginny snarled. “Let them be for a few minutes.”

“Oh,” Ron said. Hermione could practically feel his stomach turn.

“Part of it Weasley,” Melody cackled. “Suck it up or go home.”

Ron snorted. “I’m not bloody well going to go home.”

Satisfied that they were going to stay away, Hermione led Justin into the ladies. It was always a bit cleaner. Draco followed quickly. They scanned the room, finding it shockingly empty before covertly sealing the door shut. They only needed a few minutes. Justin took that opportunity to back Hermione up into the wall and lean down to kiss her. Hermione turned her head so he got her cheek.

“Wait,” Draco growled, not liking how the muggle was manhandling his mate at all. He smoothed out his scowl and pushed Polly over to them. “We like to watch a bit first.”

Justin shrugged and practically lunged at Polly, kissing her fiercely with enough tongue to gag her. Draco and Hermione wrinkled their noses at the sloppy attempt. It reminded them of Ron and Lavender. But no matter, they would still eat just as well. Draco leaned over Justin and unleashed his thrall on Polly, waiting for Hermione to do the same. When the couple was under their control, they struck, sinking their fangs in and drinking deeply.

They pushed the couple closer together, letting them rut against each other. They had amazing chemistry and it made the blood taste even sweeter. Besides, letting them rut against each other saved them from being rutted against in turn. It was also a win-win. When they finished, they put the couple in a far corner stall.

As soon as the door shut, Draco slammed Hermione against the opposite wall, hungrily claiming her mouth and the last bit of blood still coating her fangs. Draco’s kisses were much more targeted. There was no sloppy sucking sounds, no excess moaning, just an insistent muscle with the power to instantly turn Hermione into goo. She gave herself over to the kiss, barely surprised when she felt Draco’s member probing at her entrance. She brought her legs around his waist and groaned as he slid home.

Draco set the pace hard and fast, the buzz from feeding still very much in effect. Hermione felt so full and Draco panted and growled in her ear to let her know just how amazing she felt to him. He shuddered against her and her breath caught at the feeling. He was close. Before she could react, he sunk his fangs into her neck. The piercing pain and following pleasure was enough to send her spiraling into an orgasm. He pulled back to catch his breath and she struck, sinking her fangs in deeply and pulling the delicious nectar from his veins. He thrust erratically before slamming into her one last time and yelling his climax to the world. She disengaged and busied herself licking the excess blood trickling from her fangs as they came down. The night was just getting started. She grinned to herself.

When they finally got back to their party, the celebration was in full swing. Remus and Tonks were busy getting everyone drinks. Lavender and Ron looked like they hadn’t come up for air in a few minutes. Ginny and Harry were quietly watching the commotion in a dark corner. Sirius was skulking about the back wall, no doubt looking for a quick piece of tail. Severus and Melody were talking with Alex and Nancy, looking for their first meal of the night.

“Well, well,” George said, gaining Hermione’s attention. “Look what we have here.”

“George!” Hermione cried and hugged the boy before moving to his twin. “Fred!”

“Glad you remembered us,” Fred said dryly.

“I couldn’t forget,” Hermione said, unable to stop grinning.

“Vampire looks good on you love,” George said with a grin.

“And your… mate?” Fred added.

“Oh!” Hermione jerked.

She forgot she and Draco were wearing glamours. The only other person wearing one was Harry. She took a deep breath, figuring that she might as well get introductions over with. They would need to know that Draco was working on their side.

“Fred, George, this is my mate…um…” She leaned in closer. “Draco Malfoy.”

“No bloody way,” the twins said in unison.

“Fred, George,” Draco said with a nod.

“I’ll be buggered sideways,” Fred said with wide eyes.

“How did you do it?” George asked.

Hermione’s brow furrowed. “Do what?”

The twins grinned. “Tame the amazing bouncing ferret.”

“Watch it,” Draco hissed, making both twins take a step back.

“Blimey, he’s turned,” George almost yelped.

“That explains the second tongue ring,” Fred said.

Draco smirked and stuck out his tongue to display the plastic tongue ring. Hermione couldn’t help herself. She jumped in his arms and devoured him. Draco didn’t miss a beat, grabbing her and hitching her up to ground into his already hardening cock.

“Merlin’s saggy bollocks,” the twins breathed.

Hermione pulled back to smirk at them. The twins promptly picked their jaws off the floor and moved on to give the couple some privacy. Hermione found that she really didn’t care. Not anymore. She and Draco belonged together and others would just have to get used to it. Judging by the astonished conversation the twins were having with Harry and Ginny, it wouldn’t take that much. The twins were much more accepting than Ron was.

“So,” Draco purred. “That went well.”

Hermione shrugged and kissed him again. Tonight was a night to let go and have fun. Everyone knew what she was now. Well, everyone except Lavender who was currently sporting potion induced rose-colored glasses. There was no reason to hide and she didn’t want to anymore. She just hoped that this wouldn’t be their last night together.

“You two going to come up for air anytime soon?” Harry yelled.

Draco let her slide down his body so she could turn and face her friends. Harry and Ginny were holding hands and gazing around the club in shock. She supposed seeing a man in nothing but leather briefs being led about the room by a dog collar by another man dressed in chaps with no arse and a vest wasn’t something they saw every day. Hermione glanced at Ron and Lavender who, surprise surprise, were still connected at the lips.

“Why don’t you have some fun?” Hermione yelled back to him. “This is your chance. Ron can’t see either of you doing… well… incredibly fun things. Lavender can’t see Draco. Sirius won’t care. Remus and Tonks are charged with getting you drunk and Severus and Melody, well, they’ll probably encourage you.”

Harry frowned. “I’m pretty sure you haven’t met the Snape I’ve met.”

“On the contrary,” Severus drawled from beside Harry. “I’m sure you haven’t met the Snape that your young friend has. I do hope you take full advantage of this evening, Potter. You never know when another one will come around.”

Harry paled a moment before nodding. He’d gotten the message loud and clear. Whatever unfinished business he had to sort out, he’d best do so this night because it was more than likely his last chance. He grabbed Ginny and practically dragged her across the room to take the tequila shots Remus and Tonks had ordered for everyone.

Draco frowned. “Must be nice to get drunk.”

“Entirely overrated,” Severus said with a sniff. “Now, I would think that you two would be among those taking full advantage of this night.”

Draco smirked. “I’ve already done that.”

Alex appeared from the crowd, Nancy on his arm. “Then do so again. I’ll not allow my grandson to be a slouch in the pleasure department. Fuck her already.”

Draco chuckled. “After you old man. I’m sure your mate is getting antsy. I can smell her.”

Alex’s eyes flickered indigo for a moment. “I can too. It’s a most delicious smell.”

“Oh for fucks sake,” Melody snorted as she stepped out from behind Severus. “Get on with it.”

“I notice you aren’t bent over a table at the moment,” Alex shot back. “Shy, are we?”

Melody crossed her arms in annoyance. “Someone introduced that chit to me and Sev so we have to act responsible and shit.”

“Nonsense,” Alex said. “For one, she’s too enamored with her… do you call that snogging?”

“They do,” Draco said, wrinkling his nose at the gross display Ron and Lavender were making.

Alex harrumphed. “I feel the odd need to pull them apart and school the boy, but no matter. As I was saying, she’s too involved with him to notice. Besides, we can always make her forget.”

“I don’t like you messing about with my friends’ minds,” Hermione cut in.

Alex pursed his lips. “And that female is your friend?”

“Well,” Hermione hedged. “She’s making my friend very happy at the moment.”

Alex sneered. “If you say so. However, would you rather her be missing a minor memory or deny your parents the pleasures of the flesh everyone else will be experiencing this night?”

“Erm, number one,” Hermione said sheepishly.

She didn’t have the heart to deny her parents anything. They’d already fought for so long against memories and madmen to be together. They didn’t need yet another obstacle. Besides, watching them turned her on immensely. It also somehow rubbed off on Draco, who became even more dominant when they all fucked together. Funny, that thought. She would have died from everlasting embarrassment has she had that thought last year.

“It’s settled,” Alex said, cutting into her thoughts. “Severus… have at it.”

Severus’s smirk rivaled the Devil as he turned and lunged at Melody. They ended up against the wall with Melody crawling up to put her legs around her mate. Alex wasn’t far behind, pinning Nancy to the nearest table and lifting her already scandalously short black skirt. Hermione almost wet her knickers at he sight. Draco wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck.

“I can smell you.”

She sighed and leaned into his chest, surrendering herself to him. She wasn’t going to think about it anymore. He kissed a path down her neck to her collarbone and then pulled back. She started to protest when he spun her around.

“Let’s dance.”

Hermione was pretty sure her jaw was still on the ground. He had worked her up just so they could go dance? How dare he!

Draco chuckled. “Easy pet. I plan on giving you exactly what you want. I just want to enjoy your body rubbing against mine for a while. Is that too much to ask?”

Hermione allowed him to pull her on the dance floor, which was really just a clear space in the middle of the room where no one happened to be fucking at the moment. He drew her in close, despite the beat being a bit fast for that. To her pleasure, he did keep the beat… with his hips. She felt herself getting hotter as she moved with him. Their bodies melded in the middle of the floor. She caught Ron gawking at her a moment before his lips were drawn back to Lavender. Harry and Ginny watched for a few minutes before they got lost in each other.

The night blurred as Draco held Hermione’s attention. They danced and fed and teased and touched each other until they couldn’t stand it any longer. The buildup was delicious, but their joining was hot enough to cause the place to burn in flames. By that point, Hermione didn’t care who was watching (the whole club) or what they thought. Draco had her flat on her back on the nearest cocktail table. Her hair swung over the side as he quickly snatched her knickers out of the way and slid home in one thrust.

Hermione clawed into his t-shirt covered shoulder blades and moaned her appreciation. In moments like this, nothing mattered. Draco was inside her and that’s all she could focus on. Well, she saw flashes of others but it all added to the experience. Harry and Ginny had finally loosened up and were shagging in a dimly lit corner. Ron and Lavender didn’t need that much privacy. They were going at it in the middle of the floor. Remus and Tonks weren’t fucking, but they weren’t far from it. Sirius was talking to probably the seventeenth girl that night. He’d struck out sixteen times. So much for being a playboy. Her grandparents and parents had chosen places up against the wall.

Draco pulled back and thrust again, hitting that perfect spot inside her. She stared into his eyes as he moved faster, hitting her harder. He leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss that was completely opposite to his pace. It was soft and sweet, like he was making love to her. She melted, letting him take her higher and higher until she burst. Draco thrust a few more times before going over.

They were only able to rest a few minutes before Severus came over to them. “I’m afraid this party must end. Dumbledore has just called an emergency meeting of the Order. Seems there have been a few last minute details we overlooked.”

Draco frowned. “Like what?”

“Your presence at the Dark Lord’s banquet.”

“Shit,” Draco sighed and pulled out of Hermione, groaning at the feeling of leaving his mate.

“Come,” Severus said and turned to find everyone else.

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“Everybody calm down!” Melody shouted over the din. “It’s not the end of the fucking world.”

“The hell it isn’t,” Moody cried. “How is the plan supposed to be carried out if the key piece isn’t going to be able to be there?”

Melody huffed. “Who says he won’t?”

“Then they’ll notice him missing,” Remus said quietly.

“He won’t be,” Melody sighed. “I’ll make sure he’s there.”

“How are you going to do that?” Kingsley asked.

Melody pursed her lips. “I’d rather not reveal that. Suffice it to say, when the time comes, Draco will be there to let everyone in.”

No one was satisfied with this answer but one look from Dumbledore silenced them. Draco and Hermione raced out of the room as quickly as they could, not wanting to be stopped by anyone. Melody had quickly relayed her plan on the way over to headquarters. Polyjuice. It was practically suicide if one little thing went wrong, but it was the only way. In fact, two death eaters would be faster than one. That’s how Melody’s plan was hatched.

Melody and Hermione would polyjuice into Severus and Draco. After all, who knew the men better than their mates? They would take their spots at the table and pretend until the raid went down. It worked to their advantage in two ways. Not only could Severus and Draco pull the Order across faster, but Melody and Hermione would already be in place for an ambush with no one the wiser. It was a solid plan… if you overlooked the barking mad aspect of it. Draco and Severus hated it instantly but couldn’t deny that it would work.

Draco and Hermione quickly port keyed to Spinners End, the place where they’d started. They met Alex and Nancy in the living room, staring into the darkness. This had to be hard on them, to not be involved in the fight. But the truth was, after all their magical lessons, they still weren’t quite good enough. The young vampire couple sat in companionable silence until Melody and Severus arrived.

Melody wasted no time. “While everyone else sleeps, we learn every response to every question that old Snake-Face could possibly ask. I’ll not lose my family because of ill preparation.”

“Fine,” Severus snapped. “First question. Why Severus, how wonderful of you to grace us with your presence. Won’t you please have a seat?”

Melody huffed. “That’s a trick question. First off, the Dark Lord would never say that, not even in sarcasm because that might give you a fucking hint of humanity. Second, he would never ask you to have a seat. Instead, you will kneel at his feet, kiss his filthy him, grovel about his magnificence, and then stare at him with disgusting adoration until he dismisses you with a flick of his bony white fingers.”

“Impressive,” Draco drawled.

Melody sniffed. “Not really. I’ve been going to revels since before you were born kid.”

“Right,” Draco said, his voice a little constricted now. “Well, Hermione, first question. Thank you for joining us young Draco. I was under the impression that you were bringing a guest.”

Hermione frowned. “I suppose after I groveled significantly, I’d answer that I had thought to but then realized that my intended guest was not worthy of such a meeting.”

“Pretty good,” Draco said. “But you didn’t apologize.”

“Shit,” Hermione snapped.

Melody chuckled darkly. “That’s the thought that goes through every Death Eater’s head when they forget a step… right before he crucios them.”

Hermione closed her eyes. “How many minutes of punishment does missing an apology get you?”

“As many as he wants,” Severus said gravely. “Fortunately, he’ll be quite jovial and dare I say forgiving. You see, he’s managed to procure a new allegiance… just this morning.”

“Who?” Hermione asked weakly.

“Mountain trolls,” Severus spat.

Hermione’s brow furrowed. “But I thought he had their allegiance last year. Hagrid said that he was beat out by Death Eaters.”

Severus hummed. “Yes, well, it takes time and trinkets to woo them completely.”

Hermione’s jaw dropped. “He’s been working on them for a year?”

Severus nodded. “Once he sees something he wants, he won’t stop until he gets it.”

Hermione gulped. “Wonderful.”

“Buck up little one,” Melody said with false cheeriness. “If we end this tomorrow, you’ll never have to see another troll again.”

Hermione snorted. “Yes well… I might not see anything ever again.”

“Don’t say that,” Severus whispered. He pulled her into his arms and squeezed her tightly. “Don’t ever say that."

AN: I was writing this and I realized... there are only two more chapters. Maybe that's why my Muse flaked. It's mad that it will end. *sniffle* Anyway, thanks to everyone who reviewed. I love them all. Keep them coming and let me know how I'm doing. Until next time... love you guys!!!
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