Ritual Seduction | By : SarahRae Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 36830 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Tuesday dawned a cloudy day in Collioure. Today Draco had decided would be the day he explained the sententia partis rite, and what to expect should Hermione agree to do it.
A meeting of minds was always dangerous and not just physical taxing. In a short period of time a person would absorb and experience an entire lifetime of emotions.
The two of them would spend hours or days recovering from the ritual.
And there was the utter vulnerability that the conditions of the rite demanded. They would be outside, unclothed and so deeply weaved into the magic that they would be helpless.
Well, except for the guardian watching over them while they shared their minds.
Draco felt Hermione stir in his arms. He nuzzled her cheek and felt her smile.
“Take a bath with me?” he asked, running his hand up and down her soft stomach.
“That sounds wonderful,” she answered, returning the nuzzle, her nose moving in the little dent between his collarbones, taking in his delicious scent.
He swept the blankets back and lifted Hermione into his arms. She laughed as he carried her to bathroom and placed her on the marble counter.
“Oh! Cold!” she protested as her bare bottom hit the white stone.
“No worries love, I will run you a hot bath,” he chucked as he turned giving her a nice view of his oh-so-pinch-able bum.
The tub filled quickly with warm water topped with fluffy bubbles. Draco smiled over his shoulder and slowly stepped into the large basin. Hermione enjoyed watching the water slowly cover his handsome frame, and then she hopped off the counter to join him.
She slid in and laid her back against his chest. Draco’s arms automatically wrapped around her as his legs opened and slid along hers.
“I want to talk to you my love,” he started, bringing her head back and kissing her temple.
“You seem worried, what is it?”
“How much have you read about the sententia partis?”
“There was only a small section in one book and it was very vague. It mentioned making oneself vulnerable and opening one’s mind to another; it reminded me a bit of Occlumency.”
“By vulnerability they mean us being naked…”
“Not hard,” she interrupted
“…outside, and locked with a spell.”
“What do you mean by ‘locked in a spell’?”
“The ritual is far deeper than Occlumency. We will share every bit of our lives up to this point, which make us vulnerable to any number of things. But the Fates wanted to guarantee the purity of the mate’s intentions.”
“Will we be safe?”
“Of course the Fates will send a guardian to watch over and protect us from harm. But my love, there is so much of my life I do not want you to have to see. I did things, horrible things, during the war. I have gone through some tough times that I do not what to have you experience.” As Draco spoke his lips moved next to her ear, speaking in a soft low voice laced with worry.
“Draco, you have no reason to worry. I will always care for you. The past has happened and we have no control over it now.” She laced their fingers together and wrapped their combined arms around her.
“I have done things as well during the war, things I am not overly proud of. It was a war Draco; people are not themselves under such stress,” she confided lowering her head to rest over his heart.
“You are too good to be true,” his reverent tone sounded in her ear as Draco kissed her neck and shoulder, eventually turning her head to find her mouth with his.
They kissed in the bath, comforted by the unyielding presence of each other.
Hermione broke away and looked up at his kiss flushed lips and smiled, “When do you want to do the ritual.”
“We can do it tonight, we have time to prepare. If that is alright with you?”
“What must we do?”
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Draco and Hermione cleansed their bodies, cast the ritual circle in Draco’s courtyard, placed all the symbols in their proper places and settled to wait for the arrive of their guardian.
The lose white robes they wore began to move as a sudden breeze surrounded them. Hermione looked around, confused by the abrupt gust of wind.
Draco smiled; his guardian was arriving. He looked up to the sky and saw the scaly body and massive wings of Brocc.
Hermione gasped as she watched the creature descend into the courtyard and land about twenty feet from them.
The dragon stood about fifteen feet high, with scales the shimmered gold and green in the moonlight. His triangular head held large amethyst eyes that fixed themselves on Draco. Hermione could have sworn the massive showing of teeth that followed was a smile on the dragon’s face.
Draco walked forward and reached out his hand in greeting.
“Hello my old friend. It has been far too long.” Draco rested his forehead against the creature’s long snout.
The dragon made a low growing sound that would have been a cute purr if the animal did not weigh in at almost two tons.
“I have someone to introduce you to Brocc,” Draco said while stroking the shiny scales “this is Hermione, my mate.”
Brocc turned his pale purple gaze upon the small witch and lowered his head and front legs, bowing to the woman who held his Gancanagh’s heart.
Hermione went to stand beside Draco and extended her hand to the dragon, who nudged his rough jaw into her soft palm.
“It is nice to meet you Brocc, and thank you for watching over my Draco all these years.” She said and the dragon once again began to purr.
“He likes you love,” Draco said form beside her.
“I am glad, it is better to be friends with a dragon then his enemy.”
“Especially when he works for the Fates.”
“I think we will be well protected by Brocc. Shall we start the ritual?” Hermione asked.
“Yes, are you one hundred percent sure of this?” Draco still held some reservations.
Hermione wrapped her arms around his shoulders and brought him down so they were eye to eye.
“I have no doubts Draco,” she kissed him softly and led him to where the circle was cast.
Draco slid his robe off and went to untie Hermione’s. The sound of a great swishing noise caused him to look up, finding Brocc turning around to give them some privacy.
“Oh, what a gentleman!” Hermione complimented.
“Yeah, he was there when I was born so my bare arse is nothing new.” Draco chuckled, sliding the silky garment from her body and baring it to the moonlight.
“He has been with you for that long?”
“Of course, why do you think my name is Draco?” he asked and Hermione’s eyes went wide.
“Come, lay down with me.” He offered moving to lie on the soft white blanket the covered the ground.
Hermione went to his side and lounged beside him, enjoying the soft flickering of the candle light on his skin.
He turned and pulled her close so that their bodies were flush, joined from forehead to feet.
“Now the spell my darling.” And together they recited:
Patefacio meus mens ut juvenis tribuo
Vos totus vilis recidivus totus vestrum
The light from the candles grew up in long lines, curving to connect with the light form the opposite candle. The light weaved together to form a dome of light surrounding their bodies.
They then began to feel a pull behind their eyes and with their eyes closed they watched the shape form; a swirling light of clover green wrapping around a bright blue light.
With another pull, they were yanked into each other’s minds, about to experience a life’s worth of emotions, struggles, and triumphs first hand.
The two were locked together in a way more intimate and terrifying then any two people could possibly be.
And when they finally came apart it was Thursday afternoon.
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A/N: I have a Beta!! Thanks so much S.
Thanks to all my reviewers! Glad I can spread some joy.
~Crazy Pedantic- I know what you mean about trying to write decent purple prose. I have been lucky enough to have some wonderful first hand experiences to use for inspiration, but I find just trying to imagine how I would like to be treated or how I would act in certain situation and then letting my characters have all the fun works too. ;-) Good luck with your stories!
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