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Witchnapped	By : straightlyconfused Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 48196 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Hi Lovelies,
Sorry I missed updating last weekend - it was a busy one. I'm going to try and update again this week as I will probably miss next weekend too but no promises. This week is the busiest time of year for us before our two week holiday.
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"You're only doing things out of desperations
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you're going through six degrees of separation"
The Script - "Six Degrees Of Separation"
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It was the middle of the night two days later when Hermione was woken by an insistent tapping noise. She suspected it was an owl but Malfoy had her in his usual possessive sleeping hold. A part of her wanted to ignore it, to go back to sleep but what if it was a letter from Harry or Ginny? The tapping noise continued…
"Stop that Granger" Malfoy groaned, his voice husky with sleep.
"Its not me, its an owl" Hermione murmured.
"Fuck" Malfoy muttered
She felt him squeeze her tighter a moment and then he let go and rolled away muttering something about what he'd do if this was Potter disturbing his sleep. She heard him open the window and then curse at the owl then he was cursing again and Hermione heard him heading back towards the bedroom. Hermione watched him angrily storm into the closet and a moment later he reappeared in black pants and a black t-shirt. He threw a red dress at her and sat down on the edge of the bed to pull his dragon-hide boots on.
"Get dressed" he said, "Your friend Lupin wants a meeting right fucking now apparently"
He finished his boots and stormed back into the living room. Quickly, Hermione got up and pulled on the red dress - which was knee-length with spaghetti straps and cinched around her waist but flared out at the bottom - she also pulled on some nude ballet flats and smoothed a hand over her curly hair.
"Granger! Now!" she heard Malfoy yell.
She rushed out to the living room and saw the front door close behind Zabini who had obviously rushed to get up to the apartment as he was still pulling on a shirt.
"This is not the way this is going to fucking be" Malfoy snarled, "I will not be at the beckon call of the fucking Order for the sake of an alliance"
Hermione approached him carefully and he turned to her, slapping the bracelet around her wrist and pressing his lips to it to seal it.
"You stay right beside me, got it? There'll be no running to Potter this time - I won't risk that fucking Weasel taking another shot at you. If you try to move I'll break your fucking wrist"
He was so angry that Hermione did nothing but nod. Malfoy grabbed a white travel cloak and put it on her quickly, jerking her around roughly until it was tied securely around her waist. Then he took her hand,
"Let's go - The Hogs Head" he said more to Blaise than Hermione.
He turned on the spot and Hermione felt herself being pulled into the apparation. They spun together and then landed in the middle of the Hogsmede Street outside the Hogs Head. Still holding her hand, Malfoy pulled her in the door and inside they found Remus and Kingsley standing with Harry, Ron and Charlie Weasley.
"Charlie?" Hermione gasped, surprised.
She'd been owling Charlie for weeks before her abduction after she'd met him at Bill & Fleur's wedding. He was a good friend and had been a calming voice for her amongst chaos. There was nothing between them but a strong friendship. He'd always known her romantic interests lay in Ron - well until their unsuccessful relationship. She tried to pull her hand out of Malfoy's causing him to squeeze it tighter and glare at her,
"Hello Hermione" Charlie replied.
"Malfoy thank you for coming" Remus said, pulling the attention back to their purpose for being here.
"You dare to summon me here in the middle of the night Lupin? I'm not one of your fucking minions"
Lupin frowned and Hermione could see him attempting to process how to deal with this angry Malfoy.
"My apologise Malfoy. We had some matters to deal with in-house" he glanced at Ron as he said this, "But we wanted to have this discussion as soon as possible as a matter of great importance"
"Yes now on that topic - You'll understand if we insist that the Weasel is unarmed for this discussion since you've decided to allow him to be a part of this meeting"
"Fuck you Malfoy" Ron yelled, firing up straight away.
"Hey news flash cunt, the last time you were around us you fired a curse designed to blast things to pieces at both Granger and I. You're obviously a loose canon and this conversation will not go ahead until you no longer hold a weapon that may pose a threat to Granger, myself or Zabini"
"You-"
"Ron" Charlie approached him, hand out stretched, "Give me your wand"
"Charlie he's a fucking murderous douche"
"Ron" Harry snapped, "Give him your fucking wand or get out"
Hermione watched as Ron scowled but handed his wand to Charlie.
"I wasn't firing at Hermione" he grumbled.
"That explains why you screamed she should be dead hey?" Zabini input.
"Ok enough" Kingsley said, "We came here to discuss a possible alliance"
"I see no reason to form an alliance here" Malfoy said, bluntly, "I see no reason to trust that any alliance involving Weasley over there would be a fruitful endeavour"
"We can appreciate why you'd feel that way Draco" Remus said, "Which is why Ron would like to make you a peace offering"
All eyes turned to Ron as he glared down at the ground and said,
"I'll make an unbreakable vow to not fire any curses or hexes at you for the duration of our alliance" he muttered.
Draco scoffed, "That means less than fuck all to me. That's not a peace offering - he could find multiple other ways to come after myself or Granger or any of my men that doesn't involve magic"
"What do you want then Malfoy?" Harry asked him, suspiciously.
"Understand this Potter - I've done the workings out. Your numbers are lower than you let on and you're more desperate for this alliance than you'd like me to knowq . So what I want is an offering that secures the Order's loyalty to me and my cause - not just Weasley's begrudged loyalty because he fucked up"
Remus and Kingsley seemed to be actually considering what kind of an offer would make this gesture but Harry who had already been suspicious was ahead of their thought process as he said a very firm,
"No Malfoy, no way"
"Harry its okay" Hermione said, quietly, "He's right. The Order needs this"
"Hermione we will find something else to offer"
"What in Merlin's beard are you talking about?!" Ron demanded as Remus, Kingsley and Charlie watched on confused.
"Isn't it obvious Ron?" Hermione snapped at him, "Isn't it bloody obvious? Malfoy wants the Order's guarantee that they won't try to rescue me while we're in an alliance. Everyone in the Order knows me, has a connection to me and knows how important I am to you and Harry. So no one would do anything - including attacking Malfoy's group - to risk any harm coming to me so I'm the offering that will secure the Order's loyalty to Malfoy - jesus Ron!"
Ron's ears burnt red at the embarrassment of being called out, especially by Hermione, but it was Charlie who said,
"Harry's right Hermione, no. This is dangerous and you can't be put at risk that way"
"Remus?" Hermione asked him.
"Can we see you a second Hermione?" Remus asked slowly, glancing down at Hermione's hand still clasped by Malfoy's.
"No" Malfoy said, "That's not happening"
"She's not your property Malfoy" Charlie said, angrily.
Hermione sighed, getting fed up with the whole repetitive conversation.
"Just say it" she said, annoyed.
"Hermione you're in danger here and not just from Draco. He's going to attempt to overthrow Lucius and the Death Eaters - they could take you and force our compliance like Draco is trying to do now" Remus started.
"Not to mention his whole blood theory - he's planning for you to be a apart of that. There is going to come a time when our alliance will end and when it does he's not going to release you" Harry argued.
Hermione could see her friend's anguish and fear for her and she knew what they were saying was the truth but, really, it was all irrelevant in the end. She turned to Malfoy,
"You have to let go of my hand so that I can go and talk to them"
"No Granger, I've already said no"
"If you want your way without ending up in a duel then there's no choice. Blaise is obviously a good shot but how good will he be against 5 when you aren't able to help him because you'll need to protect me because you've left me wandless? You need to let me speak to them"
The look in his eyes told him he was furious at her for even suggesting it but logically he knew she was right on some level and it wasn't like she'd be gone for long if Potter took her and escaped. He let go of her hand and Hermione walked forward and hugged each of her 5 friends sadly,
"Listen to me" she said slowly, her voice shaking slightly but she tried to stay brave, "We've lost so much, so many friends and family - I can't bare the thought of losing anyone else. If we don't do something and soon though then that is what is going to happen - we need an alliance. I know Malfoy's cause is elitist and horrible but none of us will live to stop it if we don't do something about the Death Eaters first. We all knew going into this that there would be unthinkable decisions to be made, sacrifices too, so let this be mine. You are all noble men and none of you can bare the thought of allowing Malfoy to carry me away without a fight - I understand that - so let me make the decision to go. I love you all and I want to stay but I can't do that if it means you all perish over the next couple of months defending a cause we all believe in but couldn't find for because our lack of numbers made you vulnerable. So let's just accept what needs to happen here and use this time to ensure we have Malfoy's full cooperation okay?"
"Hermione -" Harry started, devastated.
"Shh Harry I know" she pulled him into another hug and squeezed tight.
When no one else said anymore, she stepped back until she was back at Malfoy's side.
"Malfoy you will keep her safe" Charlie said, his emotions so clearly displayed in his eyes.
"I've no intention of letting her die in my care. She's the best pair for me"
"If Lucius gets anywhere near her…" Harry hissed.
"He won't Potter" Draco cut across him, "We're Slytherins. We protect what's ours"
"And she remains in contact with us" Remus said, "If she so much as hints that you've hurt her or put her in harms way this alliance is void and we will come for her"
"I get it" Malfoy said, exasperated, "Merlin you Gryffindors are all a sappy bunch"
"Kingsley was in Ravenclaw" Hermione muttered under her breath, causing Blaise to chuckle.
"So we have an allegiance?" Malfoy questioned.
Remus nodded, "We do"
"A smart decision" Malfoy said, "Now I would encourage you to make more of those by not summoning me again in the middle of the night unless its actually important"
He retook Hermione's hand and pulled her closer, pressing a kiss to her cheek. Hermione kept her eyes on Harry the entire time knowing Malfoy was only trying to rile him and Ron up.
"Now we're going to leave. My bedmate and I need our rest"
Malfoy winked at Ron as he said this causing Ron to jerk forward and Charlie to place a restraining hand on his wrist.
"Don't" he told his brother sharply.
"Come along Lion Cub. We're leaving" Draco told her.
He walked towards the door of the pub leading her away from her friends and once they were outside accompanied by Blaise, Malfoy turned to her and said,
"You're bleeding heart has just won them some more time in this War Granger. You'd better hope they use it wisely"
With a nod at Blaise, Malfoy held Hermione close and with a 'crack' they were gone.
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A few hours later when the sun had risen, Hermione had untangled herself from Malfoy's grasp and returned to the bay window in the study. She wasn't as panicked as she thought she would be given that her nightmare had come true and she was stuck here with Malfoy knowing that Harry and Ron weren't coming for her. Malfoy had completely played the Order - he'd baited Ron in the first meeting which caused Ron to sabotage it and gave Malfoy the collateral to demand whatever he wanted in the second meeting. How very Slytherin, she thought.
A flash of light filled the study and Hermione realised it was storming outside. If she was one to allow herself to get caught up in her grief she'd find the weather very fitting with her mood but she wasn't. Instead, she let her thoughts stray to a far happier memory - the night at the club with Ginny before Hermione realised the danger they were in. It had been such a good feeling to move about out on the Muggle dance floor where they weren't Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley and they weren't fighting in a war. They were just two girls, letting loose, enjoying their freedom, moving to the music and just being together. The memory helped her to smile in the face of a total loss of freedom and hope and it filled her with a warmth that Hermione could feel flowing through her entire body, almost bursting to get out and then - a wisp.
Thump
Hermione gasped as a wisp of powdery blue smoke suddenly seemed to flow from her fingers before disappearing into the vastness of the room. She'd been so shocked she'd kicked a cushion off the bay seat causing it to fall to the floor.
"What is God's name?" she muttered to herself.
The bank of information stored in her head told her that it was her magical core, that she was exhibiting signs of magic like she had when she was a child. Perhaps feeling strong emotions such as anger or happiness bought these signs about more readily but she'd never responded to those emotions that way, not since she'd received her wand, her channel.
Curious, Hermione got up and shut the study door. She wouldn't risk Malfoy seeing this. Leaning against the closed door Hermione splayed her fingers out in front of her and concentrated on making the smoke reappear. She visualised it, willed it, prayed for it but she got nothing, nada. Perhaps she was kidding herself, she considered, perhaps the smoke had been a small trick of the light and she was deluded or perhaps, a small voice reasoned, it was the beginning of a patronous in which case she knew what to do. Softly, she heard Harry's voice in her mind, telling her to focus on a happy thought - being free in the club with Ginny - to let the happiness of that moment consume her. Focusing, Hermione kept her eyes closed, she forced herself to envisage that moment, to focus on her unfettered feelings of happiness, she allowed the warmth to fill her and, suddenly, she felt it. Hermione's eyes shot open as another wisp of smoke appeared and she felt a smile brighten her face as she collapsed, sliding down the door. She'd done it. It was no otter by any means but she'd done it, really done it, without a wand.
She was a witch, a very powerful, talented, good witch and not all hope was lost yet. She would get better, she'd train herself, she had strength enough for that, and then she'd prove to all those Death Eaters that magic could not be stolen, it was a part of you and a wand was only a tool. She'd prove them wrong and she'd show Malfoy just how strong she was, capable of defending herself she was and then together, everyone, they'd finish this stupid war and abolish these stupid theories and they'd just live…peacefully.
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He woke just as Granger reentered their bedroom. He had no idea where she'd been but she was still in her short little nightgown that he enjoyed seeing her in. She seemed renewed, not as sad as she'd been early this morning when they'd returned from the meeting. He knew that she thought he saw it as a victory that he'd secured her as an offering - and he did - but he also saw it as fate confirming to him that he was headed in the right direction. You see Draco Malfoy had always known that he was destined to be a powerful man. He came from a line of powerful men and he'd studied them, learned from them and he would best them. He was going to make history by introducing a concept that not only made total sense but would revolutionise the whole magical race of witches and wizards by strengthening them. His little lion cub thought he was heartless because he was prepared to stand in the way of people who loved each other for the sake of blood but what she didn't know yet was that love was fickle - it could come out of nowhere or it could be programmed. His love for her had hit him suddenly when he realised just how powerful and yet innocent she was and he'd programmed himself to love the rest - her thirst for knowledge, her strict moral code and so on. He'd taken his time in learning about her and he understood her so much more than she knew. She was strong and brave and eager to prove herself but the man that won her over would be the one who took control of her, protected her and set a standard for her that she would achieve. She'd already proved this to him when she'd kissed him after he'd protected her from the Weasel's curse. In this chaotic war she wanted someone who understood her need to fight but would stop her from entering into one she couldn't win. Draco intended to do all that for her - he completely intended to possess her in any way he could. She'd become his partner, his confidant, his lover and, one day, his wife. He'd fill her with his seed and her belly would grow big with his children and she'd be a good mother to them. Together they'd instil in their children all the values they should have been taught as children.
"Good morning" Granger said, quietly, seeing he was awake.
Testing her, he remained lying down on the bed but he held out a hand to her. He watched her regard his hand suspiciously but when he gave no further prompts, her curiosity got the better of her and she put her hand into his. As quick as lightening, Draco grabbed it and tugged her onto the bed, rolling over quickly so he trapped her beneath him.
"W-what are you d-doing?" she spluttered.
He chuckled at her obvious anxiety and affectionately brushed his nose along her jawline, taking in her intoxicating smell.
"You're mine now baby. Order guaranteed" he told her.
He knew those words would bother her, that she'd try to disagree so he stopped her by leaning over and pressing his lips to hers just to see what she would do. As expected, she froze and Draco wondered if she'd try to fight him off. Instead, she surprised him, she sighed and then kissed him back. It was only innocent, no tongue, but Draco took this as a small victory in his bid to make her love him and for this reason he didn't push her. Oh he wanted to, he wanted to plunge his tongue into her mouth and grind himself against her and make her crave him and shove himself inside her but none of that would aid him in making her love him, not yet. So slowly, he pulled back,
"With a greeting like that each morning I think you'll find living here with me quite tolerable Granger" he told her.
He rolled off her and smirked at the way she looked slightly ruffled still lying there. Her compliance deserved a reward, he thought.
"Go shower and get dressed. We'll have breakfast and then I've got a surprise for you" he told her.
He saw the curiosity again spark in her eyes and he knew he'd secured her guarantee that she'd follow his instructions and she'd be following a lot more of them soon once he saw what Blaise had hidden down in his apartment.
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