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  • Forbidden Fruit

    By : nvywf2005
    Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione
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    Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-Draco's Rebellion
    • 2-Hidden Beneath the Skin
    • 3-Nightmares
    • 4-Understanding and Forgiveness
    • 5-A Christmas Holiday
    • 6-Chapter 6: The Dark Lord’s Christmas Party
    • 7-Chapter 7: Back to School
    • 8-Pansy Part 1
    • 9-Pansy Tries to Play
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  • Chapter 6: The Dark Lord’s Christmas Party

    On Christmas morning, Hermione woke up feeling a bit cold. It was still a little dark outside, and a blanket of snow covered the ground. For the first night in a while, Hermione hadn’t had a nightmare and Voldemort hadn’t tried anything. She rolled onto her side and opened her eyes expecting to see Draco so she could tell him, but he wasn’t there.
    Probably meeting Snape again. Hermione thought as she breathed in the crisp, morning air. She sat up, pulling the covers over her, and looked around the room. Harry was still in his bed, and above his Ron was fast asleep in his bed. Snoring none the less.
    To Hermione’s surprise, Harry was awake too. He turned his head to look at her.
    “Morning.” Harry greeted her.
    “Morning, Happy Christmas.” Hermione replied.
    “You slept good?”
    “Yeah, slept great.” Hermione yawned as she laid back down on her side and pulled the blankets over her to keep warm. “Is Draco meeting Snape again?” Hermione asked Harry. Figuring he’d know since he was usually very keen on paying attention to those kind of details.
    “I don’t know. I didn’t notice him leave. You-”
    “Hu-uh, I never felt him get out of bed or anything.” Hermione interrupted. “Br…Why’s it gotta be so freezing?” Hermione commented after a few minutes of silence.
    “I don’t know.” Harry replied, scooting over in his bed a bit. “Come here.” Harry offered pulling back his covers a bit. Hermione got out of bed and quickly went into Harry’s, and he covered them both back up.
    “There, our body heat will make it warmer. Try to get some more sleep until we know it’s safe to get up.” Harry said.
    “Thank-you, Harry…Hey, Harry?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Do you know what’s been bugging Ron?” Hermione asked.
    “He likes you, Hermione. And your with Draco.”
    “But he’s with Lavender.” Hermione answered quietly.
    “She’s only second best in his eyes. You should try and talk to him today sometime. He really misses you. I even think he misses your arguments and nagging at him all the time.” Harry said.
    “Yeah, I’ll try.” Hermione smiled.


    A few hours later, Hermione felt something warm near her face. When she opened her eyes she saw Draco kneeling beside Harry’s bed, looking at her.
    “Hey, Merry Christmas.” Draco said, kissing her gently.
    “Happy Christmas to you too.” Hermione smiled.
    “Why are you in Potter’s bed? Wasn’t I good enough last night?” Draco asked, lifting his eye brow.
    “Of course you were good enough last night. When I first woke up, it was freezing cold. You weren’t there and Harry was—”
    Draco kissed her.
    “I was joking. I trust you. So no nightmares or anything?”
    “Everything was fine…Where’d you go anyways?” Hermione asked.
    “I had a few things to take care of.” Draco replied.
    “It’s still really cold.” Hermione whined. Harry had now left and was taking a shower. Ron’s snores could still be heard coming from the top bunk.
    “Well, it’s nearly nine, so after Harry gets out of the shower. Why don’t you go shower and get into some warm clothes.” Draco suggested as he kissed her again.
    “Can I borrow your sweatshirt again? For my way to the bathroom?” Hermione asked.
    “You can borrow my sweatshirts whenever you want.”
    Draco went to his trunk and pulled out a black sweatshirt, walked back over to Hermione who was now sitting up and handed it to her along with a pair of socks. She slid the sweatshirt over her head and just held the socks. Looking at Draco like she was confused.
    “Just put them on. They’ll keep your feet warm. It gets freezing in the Slytherin common room, dorms, and my room all the time. The floors especially.” Draco said.


    Hermione swung her legs over to the side of the bed, and slid the socks onto her feet one at a time. Then she stood up and put her arms around Draco’s waist. He in return wrapped his arms around her, hugging Hermione toward him. Draco noticed Ron was now awake and looking at them. He tapped Hermione on the butt and she turned around.
    “Oh, morning Ron! Happy Christmas.” Hermione said.
    “Yeah, I’m sure.” Ron replied.
    “I’m going to take my shower after Harry, ok? I’m really cold. Need to warm up a bit.” Hermione said.
    “Sure.” Ron replied.
    “ Ron, what’s your—” Draco started.
    “Draco, it’s ok. Don’t worry about it.” Hermione said, kissing him. Then she went over to her trunk and pulled out the warmest outfit she could think of. A pair of light blue jeans, a white camisole, and a green, hooded, zip-up sweater. She also grabbed a pair of socks and some black boots.
    “Now, I’m going to take my shower. Harry will be back any minute. Please don’t kill each other while I’m gone.” Hermione said, kissing Draco once more.
    “I won’t if he doesn’t.” Draco said as Hermione walked out of the room.


    Hermione passed Harry on her way to the bathroom.
    “Hey.” Harry said, stopping a bit.
    “Hi…Would you please do me a favor while I’m taking my shower?” Hermione asked.
    “Keep Ron and Draco from pouncing each other?”
    “Yes, please.” Hermione smiled.
    “You bet.”
    “Thanks, Harry.”


    Hermione continued her way to the shower while Harry went to keep the flames down. He walked into the bedroom and found Draco and Ron staring at him.
    “Were you to at it?” Harry asked.
    “He—”
    “ I asked him if he really thinks he’s good enough for Hermione. Being that he’s a Death Eater and he’s treated her like dirt in the past. Even if he doesn’t want to be one. He is, and he’s putting Hermione in danger.” Ron said. Draco just looked down at the ground and then back at Ron.
    “I know I’m a Death Eater Ron. I can’t change that. I know I was horrible to Hermione before. I know I’m putting her in danger, and asking a lot from her. But I also know that I love Hermione very much. More then I’ve ever loved anything. She knows what she’s gotten into. I’ve given her plenty of opportunities to back out. She chose to stay. Trust me when I say I’ll do ANYTHING to protect MY girlfriend. Anything Ron.” Draco explained.
    “And, I know he means it.” Came a voice. Everyone looked toward the doorway and saw Hermione. Fresh out of the shower and dressed. Her hair was even still damp.


    “Ron, I know you’re concerned and you have every right to be. You and Harry are my best friends. Draco really is a good person now. I believe it when he says he’s sorry for being so mean to all of us and for—”
    “SHUT UP! I don’t want to hear about Draco, Hermione!” Ron yelled jumping off his bed.
    “Ron, calm down.” Harry said.
    “Look, I know you fancy me, but you’re with Lavender. If you’re with her under false pretenses then I’m sorry. You made that choice. If you don’t’ want to be with her then find someone else. I’m with Draco now. That’s just how it is. You missed your chance!” Hermione explained as tears rolled down her cheeks.
    “I’m going to shower. See you downstairs.” Ron said as he stormed out of the room. Hermione stood in the same spot for a few minutes. Draco walked up to her, and wrapped his arms around Hermione’s waist. Kissing the back of her head.
    “Just give him some time, Hermione. Ron will calm down. He always does.” Harry said, hugging her. Hermione just nodded.
    “Come on, let’s dry your face and go down for some breakfast.” Draco said, turning Hermione around and looking at her. He took his thumbs and wiped off her eyes.
    “You’re lucky you weren’t wearing any of that muggle eye crap. You’d look like a raccoon.” Draco joked. Hermione smiled and wrapped her arms around Draco’s waist and hugged him.
    “You look beautiful today, by the way.” Draco complimented her.
    “Thanks.”


    Hermione, Draco, and Harry walked down to the kitchen.
    “Finally! I was wondering when you lot would be down, where’s Ronald?” Asked Mrs. Weasley.
    “He’s taking a shower.” Harry replied. Fred, George, Bill, Fleur, Ginny, and Arthur were all ready sitting at the table and had finished eating their cinnamon rolls.
    “Merry Christmas, you three.” Ginny beamed.
    “Would you like a candy cane?” Asked George.
    “They’ll keep you in the spirit all day long.” Said Fred.
    “No thanks. I’ve learned my lesson on taking sweets from your shop.” Harry laughed. Ron came down two minutes later and took one of the candy canes without even thinking. Almost as soon as he started sucking on the candy, a wide, cheesy grin spread across his face. A few laughs coming out of his mouth. With every lick, he became happier. Everyone else in the room started laughing as hard as they could.
    “Merry Christmas! Ain’t it a great day?” Ron beamed.
    “You couldn’t have picked a better day to try those out.” Draco said.
    “We thought so too.” George smirked.
    “Especially after dinner last night.” Fred added.
    “Ok, everyone. Get your breakfast if you haven’t all ready and then we’ll go open presents.” Molly smiled.


    After everyone was through with their breakfast, Molly took out her wand and conjured up a kettle full of hot cocoa with extra chocolate. Then she made a second one that had little, non-melting marshmallows in them. Lastly she tapped the tray with mugs on it so that whipped cream would appear on top each time the mugs were refined.
    “Ready, then?” She asked as she performed another charm and the trays floated into the living room, landing on the coffee table. Draco put his hand out to Hermione and helped her up. A huge smile spreading across his face.
    “What? You didn’t eat one of those candy canes the twins brought, did--” Hermione was stopped when Draco put his lips on hers and kissed her senseless.
    “I don’t need one of those candy canes the twins brought, Hermione. I’m just so happy to be spending this Christmas with people who are so kind. Thank you for not backing out on us. I love you more than anything, Hermione.” Draco said.
    “ I love you so much. I promise I’ll never back out on us.” Hermione smiled, hugging him.


    When they got to the living room, the bottom of the twelve-foot Christmas tree was filled with packages that were wrapped up with beautiful ribbon and bow on them. On the fireplace, hung eleven stockings that were filled with sweets. Draco even noticed there was one for him. With his name on it even. In front of the flames, lied Crookshanks. He was curled up in a ball, fast asleep looking very toasty. Everyone began passing around gifts. The first gift Draco opened was from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. A green and silver sweater with the letter ‘D’ sewn in the middle.
    “Thank you.” Draco said to both of them.
    “You’re very welcome.” They replied. In turn everyone else opened their sweaters from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and thanked them. Next were the presents from Harry. Hermione got a sugar quill from him; Draco a box of sweets; Ginny a box of chocolates. Harry had sent an owl to Dobby earlier. Asking him if he’d come get his gift as well.“Thank you for the socks, Harry Potter. You too Miss Hermione for the sweatshirt. Merry Christmas young Mr. Malfoy.” Dobby said before leaving. He was apparently very busy at Hogwarts. Preparing the Christmas feast they were going to have. Before he left, Dobby gave Harry his gift from Kreacher. A box of dead flies.


    On down the line, everyone opened their gifts until only Hermione’s were left. She gave both Harry and Ron a new homework planner. Ginny got a real diary and Draco got an organizer that was similar to Harry and Ron’s, but needed a numerical code before someone attempted to open it. Finally it was Draco’s turn. Everyone got joke boxes from the twin’s joke shop (So now everyone had at least two because that was also the twin’s gifts to everyone. Thinking they could come in handy). The only person that didn’t get a joke box from Draco was Hermione. She got sweets and flowers. When she turned to set her sweets down, Draco pulled out a little rectangular box from his pocket.


    When Hermione turned back around and saw the box in his hands, she clapped her hand over her mouth as she reached out with the other one and took the box from Draco. She opened it to find a beautiful necklace with a heart-shaped pendant that had diamonds all the way around its shape.
    “Draco! I-I love it. It’s gorgeous, but it’s too much.” Hermione said, trying to hand it back to him.
    “Nonsense, Hermione. You deserve the best there is. I love you.” Draco assured her.
    “Thanks. I love you too.” Hermione said. Draco gently took the box from her, and took out the necklace.
    “Turn around.” Draco said softly. Hermione turned around a little and Draco put the necklace on for her.
    “I thought so. I knew this necklace would look amazing on my beautiful Hermione.” Draco complimented her. Hermione turned back around and saw her parents had arrived. She stood up and walked over to them. Hugging each of them. Draco also got up and went over to shake their hands.
    “Afternoon Merry Christmas to you both.” Draco said.
    “Thank you, Draco.” Jane said.
    “That’s some necklace he just gave you.”Hermione’s father, Dan Commented.
    “I know I feel bad. He really shouldn’t have.” Hermione replied looking over her shoulder at Draco.


    Draco and Hermione spent most of the afternoon talking with her parents. They asked Hermione if she’d had any more problems with You-Know-Who (even they didn’t use his real name). Hermione filled them in what Voldemort had tried and Draco told them about the conversations he’d had with the Dark Lord since arriving at the Burrow.
    “Oh, my this is horrible! And you still want to be with Draco, Hermione?” Jane asked.
    “Yes, I do. More then anything.” Hermione replied looking at Draco who gave her a slight smile. She could tell he was nervous and wasn’t used to talking with girls’ parents’.


    Snape showed up around 2:00 P.M. He asked Draco how the day had been so far.
    “It’s been fine, Sir. Hermione didn’t have any problems last night either.” Draco answered.
    “Good…He wants me to give you this. You’ll be coming with me. He says he may want to meet Hermione a little later.” Snape informed Draco who was opening the envelope Snape had just handed him.



    Draco,
    Merry Christmas, my newest little Death Eater. I would like to invite you for dinner. Or rather instruct you to come for dinner tonight. Only Snape is to bring you. A little later if you would like, the Mud Blood may join us after we eat. Be here by 5:00PM. No later. Wear Death Eater attire.
    SINCERELY,
    LORD VOLDEMORT


    Draco finished reading the letter, and then looked at Hermione, her parents, and then Snape.
    “I really don’t want to take Hermione over there. I promised I’d keep her out of all this. Who knows what he’s getting at.” Draco said, reaching for Hermione’s hands.
    “You may not have a choice. He may demand it. After dinner though. He wants to talk about you first.” Snape replied. Draco looked back at Hermione and licked his lips. She looked really scared.
    “Do you think he’s got a hidden agenda with her?” Draco asked looking worried.
    “No, I all ready asked him that and told him if he harms her in anyway. He’ll have me to answer to. The Dark Lord listens to me on these types of things for some reason. Probably scared I’ll give away his hiding spot.”
    “He won’t ask me about Harry will he? I’m still helping him.” Hermione said. Her voice shaking. She stood up and walked over to the fire place. Sitting down in front of it and picking up Crookshanks.
    “I doubt it.” Snape answered.


    There are things in life you learn and
    In time you'll see
    `Cause out there somewhere
    It's all waiting
    If you keep believing
    So don't run, don't hide
    It will be alright
    You'll see, trust me
    I'll be there watching over you



    Draco got up form the couch and went over to Hermione. Kneeling down in front of her and petting Crookshanks.
    “Hermione, I love you. You know that. I promise I won’t let him hurt you in any way, ok? He’ll have to get past me first.” Draco said, looking into Hermione’s eyes. She didn’t know what to do or say.


    Harry and Ron walked into the room and saw Hermione’s face was really white. Whiter then normal, like she’d just seen her boggart or something.
    “What happened?” Harry asked. Snape told them about the invitation.
    “There’s really nothing to be scared about, Miss Granger.” Snape said.
    “This is mad! See this is why Draco doesn’t deserve Hermione! I do! I’d never make her go to that stupid party! Hell, she wouldn’t even be in this position!” Ron yelled. Apparently the candy cane had worn off.
    “Ron, I swear or mean for this happen. I’m going to try and get him to just let her stay here. I don’t trust this at all. Even if Snape does. I love Hermione, I’ve told you I’ll do ANYTHING to protect her!” Draco yelled back, standing up and looking at Ron.
    “Both of you stop. We’ve been through this all ready.” Hermione said calmly.


    Just take a look through my eyes
    There's a better place
    somewhere out there
    Just take a look through my eyes
    Everything changes
    You'll be amazed what you'll find
    If you look through my eyes


    Draco knelt back down in front of Hermione and gently removed Crookshanks from her lap. Desperately hoping he wasn’t going to get bitten in the process. Thankfully, Crookshanks trusted him. Then Draco reached out to Hermione and pulled her close. Knowing that she would let it all out once he did. He was more then right. Hermione started bawling on his shoulder. Her parents saw this and started to protest her going.
    “Look at her! She doesn’t want to go! She’s terrified.” Dan said, trying to control his temper.
    “She really doesn’t have a choice. If he wants her there that bad. The Dark Lord will make her go or…kill her if she doesn’t. Me too most likely, because I’d be protecting her with every last bit of myself.” Draco replied.
    “Well…This is outrageous! Hermione, how can you love this boy?” Jane asked.


    Hermione lifted her head up off Draco’s shoulder and looked at him. He didn’t want her to go anymore then she did.
    “Because he’s not like them. He—doesn’t want to be a Death Eater. I trust him, Mom. Draco’s done a great job protecting me so far.” Hermione answered. Draco just smiled. He kissed her a couple times, tasting each others tears before pulling back.
    “I need to go get ready, ok?” Draco asked. Hermione nodded and let go of him before standing up.


    As Draco turned around. He saw a disappointed look on Snape’s face as he wiped his eyes.
    “Don’t EVER let the Dark Lord see you like that Draco!” Snape said. Harry and Ron both went up to Hermione. Harry gave her a hug while Ron just stood there.
    “Should we maybe send an owl to Dumbledore?” Harry asked.
    “No.” Snape replied before Hermione could.
    “I’ll be fine, really. I trust Draco and I love him.” Hermione said looking at Harry. He knew what she was getting at from the look in her eyes.
    “Just be careful, Hermione.” Ron said, putting his arms around her.


    There will be times on this journey
    All you'll see is darkness
    Out there somewhere daylight find you
    If you keep believing


    The next time Draco entered the room, he was wearing his black, hooded, Death Eaters robes and a pair of gloves, but no mask yet. This was the first time Hermione had ever seen him like this. He was almost scary to her as he walked up to her.
    “ Don’t look at me like that. It’s still me. I’m still your Draco.” Draco said putting one of his hands on her arm. He leaned in and kissed her softly.
    “See? Still me…I love you…” Draco assured her.
    “I know. It’s just kind of scary seeing you like this.” Hermione replied.
    “Come on Draco. Don’t want to be late.” Snape said. “Oh, and Hermione. The Dark Lord’s dinners usually end around seven. So we’ll be back around then to get you. Wear a nice dress if you’ve got one with you.”
    “Yes, Sir.” Hermione said.
    “I gotta go now, but I’ll be fine, ok? I love you.” Draco said, kissing Hermione once more before following Snape. He couldn’t bare the look on her face any longer.


    Almost as soon as Draco left, Molly came into the room and told everyone there that dinner was ready. Hermione’s parent’s had another engagement to go to. So they said “good-bye” to Hermione and then left while she went into the kitchen. She saw two turkeys and two hams on the table. Along with all the fixings. Hermione couldn’t help but wish Draco was there.
    “Don’t worry, Dear. We’ve set aside plates of everything for Draco.” Molly said.
    “He’ll like that. Draco was really looking forward to having dinner here.” Hermione replied as she sat down in-between Harry and Ron. Ginny was sitting across from them next to Fred and George. Dinner passed by quickly, and soon it was time for Hermione to get ready.


    While Hermione was eating dinner and getting ready for the party she had to go to. Draco and Snape were at a secluded place. All that was in front of them was what looked like a little tiny house, and in front of it was a fire pit. As Draco stepped into the house, he saw the familiar stairs leading down into the house. He’d been here before. Both with his parents and by himself. What looked like a tiny house on the outside was really a large, underground mansion. Also known to the Death Eaters as The Dark Lord’s Hide-Out. Ever since Harry found out about the Riddle House, Lord Voldemort had been building this place. The inside was lit by both little and big torches. Almost like the Slytherin common room and dormitories.


    As Draco went down the stairs, he was greeted by fellow Death Eaters. He now had his mask on along with the rest of his outfit. Draco immediately recognized one of the voices. It was his father, Lucius. After surveying the rest of the room, he also saw his mother, Narcissa. After a few minutes of chatting with other Death Eaters and his friends from Hogwarts who were there because of him or their parents(Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson). Lord Voldemort finally emerged.
    “Ah, Draco…How nice you could join us…How’s that little Mudblood?” Voldemort hissed.
    “Hermione’s fine…Thank you for asking, My Lord.” Draco answered as he bowed down in front of the Dark Lord.
    “Good, good. She’ll be joining us later won’t she?”
    “Yes, My Lord.” Draco replied.
    “That’s fantastic! Now tell me Draco. Does she know you’re about to kill Albus Dumbledore?” Lord Voldemort asked
    “She doesn’t know that much, no. But she does know I have tasks.” Draco replied.
    “Just thought I’d ask. Wouldn’t want to give any secrets away now would we?”
    “No, Sir.” Draco said.


    After they were done eating. The Dark Lord gave Draco permission to go get Hermione, but asked Snape to stay.
    “Can I take off my mask?” Draco asked.
    “Of course, Draco. By all means. Once you’re out of this house, you may do just that.” Lord Voldemort replied.
    “Just use the port key we came here with. It will take you back to the Burrow.” Snape instructed.
    Soon Draco was back at the Burrow. Molly, Arthur, and Lupin greeted him as he walked through the door.
    “Where’s Severus?” Asked Lupin.
    “He was asked to stay. I’m sorry, but I really can’t talk about where I was. Hermione wont’ be able to either. For now at least.” Draco explained.
    “Well, she’s up in Ginny’s room. She should be ready by now.” Molly said.
    “Thanks, I’ll go up then.”


    Draco went up the stairs and knocked on Ginny’s door. She answered it fairly quickly.
    “Hey Draco.” Ginny said.
    “Is Hermione ready?” Draco asked. Then he looked over by the mirror and saw her. She looked beautiful. Hermione was wearing a blue, sheer, floor length dress. That had no sleeves what so ever. Her hair was up in a bun, and she had on black, high heels. To complete her outfit Hermione had a matching blue shawl. As she walked toward him, Draco started feeling butterflies in his stomach.
    “You look great, Hermione.” Draco complimented her.
    “Thanks…” Hermione replied, sounding more then a little nervous.


    So don't run, don't hide
    It will be alright
    You see, trust me
    I'll be there watching over you

    Draco put his hands on Hermione’s arms. He’d taken off the gloves the same time as the mask.
    “Just don’t leave my side the entire night, and everything will be fine. I’d never let any harm coming to you.” Draco said as he kissed Hermione softly on the lips.
    “How do I know that this isn’t some sort of trick? Like how do I even really know that it’s really you standing in front of me?” Hermione asked. Draco lowered his hood and looked into her eyes.
    “Ask me something only I would know.”
    “What did I bring you before you went to that room the day we first had sex?” Hermione asked.
    “You brought me a sandwich. Ham and cheese with lettuce. Some chips and two chocolate chip cookies. Oh, and some of the best pumpkin juice I’ve ever had. It was the sweetest thing that had ever happened to me.” Draco answered. Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist.
    “I’m sorry Draco.”
    “ You have every right to be scared, and don’t say you aren’t. I can see it in your eyes whenever you’ve looked at me tonight, and I hate it.” Draco said. “Come on, we’d better get back.”


    They went back outside to the port key, and were back at the tiny house before they knew it. Before they went into the house. Draco put his gloves back on and his hood back up. Then he waved his hand over his face and a mask appeared on it.
    “Remember, stay close to me. It’s a bit cold in there. Oh and do not call the Dark Lord Voldemort. He really does hate that.” Draco said. His voice was now a little deeper because of the mask. Hermione just nodded. She was trembling with fear. Draco reached out to her. Hermione tried pushing him away, but he wouldn’t let her.


    All the things that you can change
    There's a meaning in everything
    And you will find all you need
    There's so much to understand

    “Hermione, please don’t’ be scared of me. Look, I’m still your Draco…Look, it takes five seconds to take the mask off.” Draco waved his hand over his face again and the mask disappeared. Draco kissed Hermione a few times and then put the mask back on.
    “I love you, Hermione.” Draco said softly. Hermione didn’t answer. Draco hated this. Hermione being scared of him.


    Just take a look through my eyes
    There's a better place
    somewhere out there
    Just take a look through my eyes
    Everything changes
    You'll be amazed what you'll find
    If you look through my eyes
    Take a look through my eyes



    Draco opened the door and helped Hermione through. They made their way down stairs. Where dozens of eyes landed on Hermione. Draco reached out for her hand, which she accepted right away. All the Death Eaters there were dressed like Draco. Then Hermione saw Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy in dress robes and a green dress in Pansy’s case.
    “Hermione, how nice to see you.” Said one of the Death Eaters as he extended his hand to her. She did the same.
    “That’s my father.” Draco whispered.
    “Oh sorry, Sir. Didn’t recognize you.” Hermione apologized.
    “Nonsense don’t be sorry. I’d never expect a Muggle-born to understand all this.” Lucius replied. Draco and Hermione made their way over to Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy.
    “Hey Hermione.” Said Pansy.
    “Hi Pansy.” Hermione replied. Draco could tell Hermione really didn’t want to be there. Being around all the Death Eater’s scared her.
    It’s pretty bad when Hermione’s scared of me, her boyfriend. I’ve never seen my Hermione this scared. Draco thought to himself.
    “Come on, let’s go somewhere else. We can find Snape if you want.” Draco said, pulling Hermione’s arm a little so she’d follow him. Instead of leading her to Snape. Draco led Hermione over to an empty corner. When they go there, he removed his mask.
    “Are you ok, Hermione? You’ve looked horrified ever since we got here.” Draco asked. Hermione just looked down at the ground. She really didn’t want to lie to him, but at the same time really didn’t want to hurt his feelings. Hermione knew that Draco had no control over the situation. She also knew this kind of thing would come with the territory of being a Death Eaters girlfriend whether he wanted to be one or not.


    “Hermione, I’m so sorry.” Draco apologized. Lifting her chin so he could look at her eyes. Then he moved his gloved hands down to hers.
    “It’s not your fault. There’s no--” Hermione started to say, but then got a ghost-like look on her face as her grip on Draco’s hands tightened. He turned his face around and saw Lord Voldemort standing there.
    “Sorry, Sir.” Draco apologized, waving his hand over his face so his mask was back on.
    “It’s quite fine, Draco. I just realized that I hadn’t greeted our newest guest…The one with the least amount of pureblood in the whole house.” Voldemort said. Pushing Draco aside and stretching his hand out to Hermione who did the same with hers. The Dark Lord took Hermione’s hand in his and kissed it. She felt the familiar pain and burning as when Voldemort had visited her in her sleep. Draco saw Hermione struggling to keep her composure.


    Finally, Lord Voldemort let go of her hand and looked her in the eyes. Knowing what torture he was causing. He was thrilled to see her so scared in not only his presence but also his Death Eaters. Hell, she was even scared of her own boyfriend. This excited him even more. Draco knew this as he heard the Dark Lord’s thoughts.
    “Sir, how long would you like us to stay?” Draco asked.
    “Oh, an hour more should do as just punishment. I dare say Miss Mudblood here will be shaking violently with fright by then.” Lord Voldemort answered smiling as he did.
    “This is a punishment?” Draco asked.
    “Of course. You don’t think I’d invite her over out of pure kindness, do you? Your parents and I thought scaring her and putting the Mudblood in this type of setting would suffice for now.” The Dark Lord smiled even more as his snake-like tongue ran across his teeth.
    “Now, I’m going to leave you two for now. By the look on her face I’d say I’ve done enough damage for now. See you.” The Dark Lord said as he turned to leave.


    Once Lord Voldemort was out of sight, Draco stepped back in front of Hermione and took his mask back off. Then he took the gloves off and lowered his hood. When Draco tried to reach up and touch Hermione’s face, she just turned her cheek the other way.
    “Hermione…” Draco whispered. “Hey, it’s ok… He’s gone for now.” It seemed Voldemort was right. Hermione was in deed terrified to what looked like her limit. She couldn’t even stand to look at Draco or feel his touch. Draco even felt her wince a little. It was tearing him apart. He wanted nothing more then to whisk her away to safety and hold her in his arms. Draco felt a knot building up inside his throat as he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Snape.
    “She in shock?” Snape asked.
    “That appears to be the case.” Draco replied.
    “She won’t let me touch her or anything.” Draco said. “Won’t even look at me.”


    Snape too was in his Death Eater’s robe and mask, making things that much worse for Hermione.
    “ Harry and Ron are going to be the living fuck out of me.” Draco said under his breath. Hermione was in worse shape then eh had first thought. She was now shaking a little and still looking off to the side. There were Death Eaters all around now.
    “Draco, put your hood back up at least so you’ve got some secrecy. Then as hard as it may be, you need to wrap your arms around Hermione and apparate back to the Burrow. I’ll handle him.” Snape instructed. Draco gave a sigh as he slipped his Death Eater’s hood back over his head. Then he advanced himself closer to Hermione. She tried desperately to push him away, but Draco wouldn’t let her.
    “Hey, it’s ok. We’re going to leave now. Just wrap your arms around my neck.” Draco instructed. When she didn’t do it, he grabbed her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Feeling her tremble even more.
    What have I done? Draco thought as he apparated them back to the Burrow.


    When they arrived in the living room of the Borrow, Draco nudged Hermione onto the couch, and knelt down in front of her.
    “You’re safe now…I love you Hermione.” Draco said, kissing her cheek. “I’m going to go change, ok? Just relax, and I’ll be back soon.” Draco got up and went to go up the stairs, but was stopped by Lupin.
    “What happened?” He asked. Draco told him all about the party and Hermione’s reaction.
    “Poor girl.” Lupin said.
    “Yeah, could you please keep an eye on her while I go change and tell Harry, Ron, and Ginny?” Draco asked.
    “Sure.” Draco went upstairs to Ron’s room and found him and Harry talking. Draco explained everything to them. Ron jumped up and slugged Draco in the face. Harry stood up and held Ron back so he wouldn’t do it again.
    “It’s ok, Harry. I fully deserved that. Now, I need to change and get back down to Hermione. If Ron wants to beat the shit out of me later he can, but right now she needs us.” Draco said as he changed into a pair of sweat pants and a wife beater. When Draco was finished changing. He, Harry, and Ron went back downstairs to take care of Hermione. She was still sitting in the same spot Draco had left her in.
    “He’s done quite a job on her. If she’s not better by tomorrow I’m afraid we’ll need to take her to St. Mungos.” Lupin said.


    Draco knelt back down in front of Hermione.
    “I’m so sorry, baby. I really am. You mean everything to me Hermione. I never thought he’d hurt you tonight. I believed Snape and I shouldn’t have.” Draco said. Tears now filling his eyes. For the first time that night Hermione turned her head and looked Draco in the eye before turning back away from him again.
    “This is killing me, Hermione. You being so afraid of me. Pulling away from me when I try to touch you and acting like I’m hurting you or something. God, I hate him for this!” Draco cried as he put his face onto Hermione’s lap and rested it there for a few minutes before lifting it back up. Harry and Ron walked over to the couch. Ron sat on one side of Hermione while Harry sat on the other. Putting his arm around her.
    “Love, Hermione. You’ve got to think of things you love.” Harry said. Hermione nodded and looked back at Draco.
    “If you want me to leave, I will.” Draco said. Hermione shook her head ‘no’ and kept staring at Draco. “Do you want to go upstairs?” Hermione nodded. Draco picked her up and cradled Hermione in his arms.
    “Would you please grab her shawl, Ron?” Draco asked. Ron picked up the fabric.


    When Draco got to their bedroom. He sat Hermione down on the bed.
    “We’ll leave while you change…Here, I’ll get out your pajamas for you.” Draco said going to her trunk and pulling them out.
    “C-can I wear one of your sweatshirts too?” Hermione asked weakly. Draco looked at her and smiled a little. She’d finally spoke to him.
    “Anything, sweetie. Anything you want from me, it’s yours.” Draco replied going to his trunk and pulling out a grey sweatshirt. He took them over to Hermione and handed them to her. She set them on the bed and then wrapped her arms around Draco. He opened his mouth to speak, but she stopped him.
    “Just hold me.” Hermione whispered. Draco did as she asked and wrapped his arms around her. Harry and Ron were still in the room and didn’t know what to do, but decided Draco and Hermione needed a few minutes alone. So they went to go wake Ginny and tell her what happened.
    “I love you.” Draco whispered, kissing the top of Hermione’s head. She just nodded.
    “Are you mad at me? Are we ok? Please say we are, Hermione. I love you so much. I swear I never meant for any of this to happen. I’m so sorry.” Draco apologized for what seemed like the hundredth time that night.


    When he didn’t get a response. Draco tried pulling away so Hermione could get changed, but she wouldn’t let him. Then he heard a sniff and realized Hermione was crying. From the sound of the sniff she’d been doing it for a while.
    “Hermione?” Draco asked kissing her head again.
    “I was just so scared tonight, I could hardly breathe…Even you were scary, but not as scary as him. You didn’t even do anything. I felt so alone.” Hermione explained.
    “I’m sorry, I’ll keep saying that forever if you want, but I couldn’t do anything. It was a cruel punishment, and I’ve asked him over and over to leave you out of it.” Draco replied.
    “He’s tried to do horrible tings to me, Draco! Don’t you get that?” Hermione yelled, stepping back from him. “Do you have any idea how much it burns at night? Well that’s how it felt tonight! I couldn’t get away. I couldn’t even move.” Hermione cried. Draco couldn’t, and didn’t want to believe what he’d just heard.
    “Are you sure he hasn’t—”
    “NO! Is that all you care about? No, Draco I still didn’t let him. He hasn’t been trying that lately. He’s just tormenting me because he knows how bad it hurts every time he touches me.” Hermione sat down on the bed. Draco was crying now too as he knelt down in front of her and took her hands.
    “I can’t change what’s happened tonight Hermione, but you need to know he’s punishing me not you, baby. We need to have Snape teach you occulemency. That’s the only solution I can think of right now.” Draco said. Hermione just nodded.
    “I’m so scared, Draco.”
    “It’s ok, baby. I’m scared too. I hated seeing you so scared tonight…Especially of me because I love you. Remember that’s his weakness. If you want to end things I understand.” Draco lifted her face to his and kissed Hermione’s lips. “Is that what you want Hermione? Be honest.”
    “No, I don’t want to end things with you. You warned me didn’t you? I love you so much Draco.” Hermione cried, wrapping her arms around his neck.
    “Thank God!” Draco sighed. “I don’t know how I’d ever live with out you.”
    “I know.” Hermione replied. “Me too.”
    “Why don’t you change? A good night’s sleep will do you good.” Draco said standing up. He went out to the hallway while Hermione changed and found both Ron and Harry out there.
    “She’ll be ok.” Draco informed them, wiping the tears from his face.
    “She still wants to be with you?” Ron asked.
    “Yeah, I don’t know why though.” Draco replied. For the first time that night he remembered Ron hitting him. He could even feel the soreness on his cheek where Ron’s fist had landed.


    They waited a few more minutes before going back in. Hermione was fully changed and laying in bed. Draco was all ready in his pajamas and crawled right in next to her. Wrapping his arms around Hermione and kissing her neck. Harry and Ron also crawled into their beds. Not really wanting to say anything. After Hermione heard their snores, she tapped Draco on his shoulder.
    “Draco?” She whispered.
    “Yeah?” Draco replied propping himself up on an elbow and looking at her.
    “I can’t sleep…I’m scared.” Hermione looked at him, and knew he was too. Draco rubbed her arm and kissed her forehead.
    “Look, the key to occulemency is closing your mind off. That’s what he’s using. Like he did with Harry and what he does with me. I’m not supposed to fight it when he does it, but you can.” Draco explained.


    Draco laid his head back down on the pillow and wrapped his arms around Hermione again. He brought his hand up to her cheek and stroking it gently before turning her face toward his and kissing her.
    “I’ll protect you, Hermione. I promise. I don’t think I could stand that look on your face tonight ever again. I hated you being scared of me…You’re my girlfriend, and you should feel safe around me.” Draco said.
    “I do normally. I don’t know, there was just something different tonight. You looked so different. You were one of them and under his control. I knew that even though you were trying to comfort me, that I was really alone because you’re not supposed to go against him.” Hermione explained. “ I know that being with you means I’m going to have to go to those things. It’s just going to be hard. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to it, but I’ll go and do anything for you, Draco.”
    “I know you will, Hermione. It’s part of what makes you so great. Is your loyalty and how much you’ve stood by me. Even when it hurts you like tonight.” Hermione rolled over onto her side and put her head on Draco’s chest. Resting her arm over his stomach. While Draco wrapped both of his arms around her. Draco waited for Hermione to fall asleep before drifting off to sleep himself.


    The rest of the week went by rather quickly. Pretty soon it was New Years Eve. Draco got permission from the Granger’s and Weasley’s to take Hermione somewhere special for the night. Mrs. Weasley’s only requirement was that he have her home by 1:00AM. So he took her to London where there was a huge celebration going on. They stood there listening to the London Symphony playing and various singers getting on stage to perform their version of classic holiday tunes. Draco brought an extra blanket and wrapped it around Hermione to keep her warm as it was rather cold standing there. Not to mention a “bizarre blizzard” had occurred the night before. When the fireworks started going off close to midnight. Draco spun Hermione around to where she was facing him.
    “Have you enjoyed yourself tonight?” Draco asked, kissing her.
    “Very much...It’s been amazing, Draco...Thank you.” Hermione replied.
    “You’re very welcome.” Draco leaned down again. Capturing Hermione’s lips with his. She immediately parted her lips as Draco slid his tongue past them. The clock chimed twelve times as the grand finale of both the firework display and symphony’s performance played out. Poppers were popping all over. People yelling and kissing all around them, but neither Hermione nor Draco noticed. They were wrapped up in there own moment as little snow flakes started falling from the sky.
    “This is a perfect moment.” Hermione said as they finally broke their kiss.
    “True, but only because you’re here. Happy New Years, Hermione.” Draco whispered into her ear as he nibbled on her neck a little.



    “I love you, Draco.” Hermione whispered against his chest.
    “I love you too. We should probably get back to the Burrow though. I promised Mrs. Weasley and your parents that I’d have you back by one. Thought we’d take the Knight Bus.”
    “Ok, that’s fine.” Hermione replied. “Is it going to happen soon? That really bad task you have to do?” Hermione asked. Draco sighed and stopped in his tracks.
    “I don’t know, Hermione. I wish I could tell you more, but I can’t. Not now...” Draco answered caressing Hermione’s cheek with his thumbs. “You wanna know what scares me the most?” Draco asked.
    “What?”
    “You not loving me anymore. I think about what I have to do all the time. Even now I can’t help but think of how you might not love me anymore someday in the near future.” draco looked at the ground. Hermione didn’t say a word. She just kissed his fingers that were still on her face.
    “Don’t worry about that right now. I can’t bare to think about those kinds of things. I can’t ever imagine not loving you at this point.”
    “Really?” Draco asked lifting his head.
    “Yeah...I just hope– ” Hermione was cut off by Draco kissing her.
    “Let’s just drop it for now ok?”
    “Ok, let’s get back...I’m a little tired.” Hermione replied.


    When Draco and Hermione got back to the Burrow they went up stairs and went straight to the attic where they’d been told they were sleeping that night now that the twins, Bill, and Fleur had left. Harry was also staying in the attic with them, but Ron had opted to sleep in his room.
    “Did you have fun?” Harry asked.
    “Yeah, it was great.” Hermione smiled.
    “I’m going to shower ok?” Draco said.
    “Ok.” Hermione replied. “Wait, can I go change and brush my teeth first?” Hermione asked.
    “Sure.”
    Hermione grabbed her pajamas and left for the bathroom so she could get ready for bed.
    “Did you really have a good time or is she just lying because something happened?” Harry asked. He had gathered something wasn’t quite right in the tone of Hermione’s voice.
    “Well it went very well until she started asking questions about my major task and wanting a hint as to when it’s going to happen. Then I said something about what scares me the most. Just kind of downed the mood.” Draco explained.
    “That’s too bad.” Replied Harry.
    “I know...The rest of the night was so perfect.” Draco commented.


    Hermione came back into the room a few minutes later. When Draco saw her, he went to his trunks and pulled out a pair of sweat pants. As he was walking out Hermione grabbed his arm gently to stop him.
    “Draco are we ok?” Hermione asked.
    “Of course...We’re fine...I just don’t understand why you had to go and ask me that. Tonight of all nights. I just really wanted the whole night to be happy after what happened on Christmas.” Draco explained as he freed his arm from Hermione’s grip and left to go take his shower. She looked over at Harry and let out a deep sigh as she walked over to the bed and crawled under the covers. Harry went and sat down on the edge of Hermione’s bed.
    “It’ll be ok, Hermione. Draco will calm down and apologize to you I’m sure.” Harry said.
    “Thanks Harry, but he’s right. I shouldn’t have brought the subject up. Not tonight at least. I know he can’t tell me anyways.” Hermione replied.
    “Are you ok?” Harry asked.
    “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I’m just a little tired.”
    “Ok, well I’m going to go climb back into bed. Harry said getting up and walking across the room.
    “Good night, Harry. Happy New Year.” Hermione said as she rolled onto her side so she was facing the wall.


    By the time Draco got back into the room. It was filled with total silence. It appeared both Harry and Hermione were asleep. Draco walked over to the bed Hermione was sleeping in and crawled in next to her. He was feeling bad for nearly yelling at her before going to take his shower. He knew she hadn’t meant for her one question to turn the rest of the night’s mood into a somber one. Draco wrapped his arm around Hermione. His hand landing on the pillow, which was damp. He sat up a little so he could look at Hermione’s face. It had tear stains on it, but she was asleep. Draco knew she’d cried herself to sleep.
    “Hermione?” Draco said, shaking her awake. She rolled over onto her back and looked up at him.
    “Look, I’m sorry for how I reacted earlier and for what I said.” Draco apologized, kissing Hermione’s nose. He could still taste some tears that had fallen on it during his short absence.
    “It’s ok...I deserved it. I know you can’t answer those questions, and somewhere in the back of my mind I must have thought me asking a question like that tonight would ruin things. I didn’t do it on purpose though. I’m sorry for ruining tonight for you.” Hermione said. She tried rolling back onto her side, but Draco wouldn’t let her.
    “You didn’t ruin the night. You have every right to ask me questions like that one. Even if I end up not being able to answer them. It at least brings them out in the open. I know that the holiday’s coming to an end has you thinking about things like that because I have been thinking about them too.” Draco explained as he kissed her. Hermione started laughing a little.
    “What’s so funny?” draco asked, smiling a little.
    “Nothing really. I just realized you aren’t wearing a shirt. I love how toned your torso and arms are.” Hermione complimented him.
    “Thanks...Really I just forgot to grab a shirt. I hate not wearing one. Leaves my Dark Mark out and visible for everyone to see.”
    “Yeah, under normal circumstances, but it’s just us here. Us and Harry Everyone in this house knows your situation by now.” Hermione said as she traced her hand up and down Draco’s chest and arms.
    “You don’t’ think it makes me look ugly?” Draco asked.
    “Of course not, Draco. If it didn’t have magical powers and hold a horrible meaning it’d just look like a plain muggle tattoo...Besides, I’d never think of you as ugly. You’ve never been ugly.” Hermione replied. Draco smiled at Hermione’s last comment and then bent down to kiss her. Running his hands up her shirt and toying with her breasts.
    “I guess that’ll be one good thing about going back to Hogwarts. We’ll have my room all to ourselves again.” Draco teased as he inched his fingers down Hermione’s stomach and into her pants. Slipping one and then two fingers into her tight pussy. Working them in and out of her a couple times before withdrawing both fingers and bringing them up to his mouth so he could lick them clean.
    “Tease.” Hermione said, playfully slapping him on the chest.


    Draco laid his head onto the pillow and started to fall asleep, but Hermione had other thoughts. She slipped her hand into the waistband of Draco’s sweat pants and found his penis. Finding it semi-hard, but not for long as she began stroking it. Draco re-opened his eyes and looked at Hermione.
    “Draco please?” She begged, causing him to chuckle a bit.
    “Do you really want it? You can’t wait two more days?” Draco asked as he kissed her and slipped his hand back under Hermione’s shirt and rested it on her stomach.
    “Yes, I want it. I can wait, but I don’t want to.” Hermione replied. Draco smiled.
    “Who would’ve thought that someday I, Draco Malfoy, would have Hermione Granger begging me to fuck her.” Draco teased.
    “Draco...” Hermione whined. Draco started kissing her again. Slipping his tongue into her mouth and back out. Hermione followed every time. Slipping her tongue into Draco’s mouth every time he pulled out of hers. Then he started helping Hermione kick off her pajama pants as he rolled them so he was on top of her. Setting his body between her legs and using his arms for leverage.
    “Are you sure?” Draco teased some more. For her answer, Hermione ground her hips up against Draco and wrapped her legs around his waist.


    That was all it took. Draco reached down between them. Unbuttoning the little buttons on his pants so his erection could poke out of the little hole in them. Draco slowly slid himself into Hermione’s all ready very wet pussy. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and brought his body down closer to hers as Draco began thrusting in and out.
    “Is this what you want?” Draco whispered into Hermione’s ear as he left a little bite mark on her neck. “Or, would you rather it be like this?” Draco began thrusting in and out of Hermione harder and faster.
    “Like this...” Hermione replied. “I love it when your pace is like this.” Draco pounded into her a little harder, lifting Hermione’s shirt a little and squeezing her breast.
    “Just say it, baby. Tell me you like it when I fuck you. When I fuck you nice and hard.” Draco ordered.
    “You know I love it.”
    “Love what, Granger?”
    “Ugh...This...You...Fucking me.” Hermione whispered, her breath catching a bit. Draco loved hearing such a dirty word coming our of his Hermione’s mouth. He leaned down and started kissing her as he kept his pace up. Hermione was now clawing at Draco’s back and biting into his shoulder.
    “Ah...” Draco gasped as she sent him over the edge.
    “Hey!” Hermione said. “More.” She pleaded, but Draco pulled out of her and started finger fucking her until she came on his fingers. Then he collapsed off to the side of Hermione. Wrapping his arms around her and kissing her on the shoulder.
    “Did you really think I wasn’t going to let you finish?” Draco asked.
    ‘No, I knew you would.” Hermione answered.



    A/N 8-08-07: There, that’s all the chapters I have typed up and finished. I need to work on re-formatting my other fic, “Protecting Ginny” and getting all the chapters I have of it up. After that though, I will type more of both of them and try to post a chapter a week or something.
    The song I used in this chapter was “Take a Look Through My Eyes”, by Phil Collins.
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