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Stolen Innocence	By : Hunnypeach Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 24701 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: To my Giftee I hope this is what your were
looking for in a fic, It was fun to write and I hope
it puts a smile on your face.

Quotes used from the Songs:

Nickleback-Figured you out

Three days grace- I hate everything about you why do I love you

Evanescence-my Immortal

Puddle spanspan class=SpellE>mudd-Away from me

STOLEN INNOCENCE

Draco Malfoy pattered
through the empty corridors of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry
undetected in his Animagus form, of a midnight black
cat. Aside from the occasional lusting of Mrs. Norris, Argus Filch�s pet familiar, the form allowed him free reign of
the school after hours, and ample spying time on nearly all the castles in
habitants.

For quite some time Draco had been smitten with the
brainy yet beautiful Gryffindor Hermione Granger, a fact he hadn�t fully
realize until his fourth year. When he saw her, in all her
glory, at the Yule Ball dressed in robes of pale blue. He was simply gob
struck. The mudblood he considered no more than a
weed in Hogwarts garden was in truth its finest rose. However the damage of
four years of name-calling and torments, had taken their toll; his reputation
would not permit him to bend to his infatuation in public, and their past would
not allow her to consider him for a moment in private. Thus more drastic
actions weallealled for on this Valentines Day.

It had not been easy, and many sacrifices had to be made on Draco�s
part. Yet as a smirk graced his sleek cat form, he knew the fruits of his labor
were about to pay off. For tonight he intended to have his
Gryffindor goddess, whether she knew it or not.

***

�Ron, are you sure this is a good idea?� Hermione asked quietly, so not to be
overheard by Harry.

�Hermione he needs to relax. He won�t tell me what�s bothering him but
obviously it�s something major. He�s moody and depressed at the best of times,
and when I asked him if it�s about Voldemort? He started shouting, �not everything is about Voldemort� � Ron whispered to Hermione, while Harry
rummaged through his trunk, in search of his invisibility cloak.

Having found the cloak Harry turned to his two best friends with narrowed eyes
that almost seemed to be glaring at Hermione, before saying, �We can�t all fit
under here anymore. Hermione your Head Girl so no one will
say anything about you being out after hours. So just
Ron and I will be using the cloak this time.�

Hermione shifted back and forth uncomfortably, not liking the idea of possibly
having to lie in order to explain her reasons for being out on the grounds
after curfew, while her two best friends hid comfortably under Harry�s once
spacious cloak. Seeing the pleading look in Ron�s eyes though she knew backing
out wasn�t an option and merely gave a small smile.

�It�s ok. I can always say I�m on my rounds or working on an extra assignment
for Hagrid.� Hermione stated as calmly as possible,
attempting to convince herself it was the truth. Ron grinned from ear to ear,
however Harry�s features remained indifferent.

�If we going to do this, we better go.� Harry said as
he pulled the cloak over Ron and himself. Hermione took a moment to reach into
her bag and pull out her Care of Magical Creatures book, just incase she should
need it for her alibi.

The three quietly made their way out of the tower and through the halls unaware
they were being followed by a small black cat with sharp gray eyes the color of
cold steel.

Having made it though the castle unnoticed the group dashed across the lawn and
toward the distant light of Hagrid�s cabin. A quick
knock and the door swung open to reveal the half giant and his faithful dog
Fang.

�u�rry in now, u�rry in. Yer jus in time, I jus
made a fresh bat�ch a rock cakes.�
Hagrid said as he closed the door behind the trio.

The four talked well into the evening about everything from the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, to Hagrid�s
impending nuptials to Madam Maxime. In the end it was
Hermione that took note of the hour and with a heavy heart mentioned that they
should be getting back.

As the group said their goodbyes and exited the cabin, the frantic meowing of a
cat, coming from the direction of the forbidden forest caught Hermione�s
attention. Separating herself from Harry and Ron, she headed in the direction
of forest to see just what was going on.

About three feet into the forest stuck in a tree was a pitch-black cat barely
visible in the moonlight overhead. Hermione ignored both Harry and Ron�s
protests to leave it be, and began climbing the tree to rescue the frightened
animal.

The cat leapt from its sanctuary in the treetops, into the security of
Hermione�s outstretched arms. Having found contentment the small feline
graciously thanked its rescuer by purring loudly as it licking the tip of her
nose. The rough sand papery feel of the cat�s tongue, sent Hermione into a fit
a giggles.

The amusement of the moment was quickly put to a halt as Harry stated
irritably, �It�s not Crookshanks, Hermione. Put the
damn thing down so that we can get back.�

Hermione�s smile vanished at the mention of her one time familiar. Hermione, turned her back to the boys and placed the cat
beneath her cloak, before rustling a pile of twigs on the ground with her foot
and saying, �There you go little one, keep your self out of trouble this time.�

As she turned back around the sound of footsteps heading in the direction of
the castle, let her know the boys were already on their way back. With any luck
her hidden bundle would remain quite long enough to get him back to Gryffindor
tower without the boys noticing.

Walking back alone through the darkness, Hermione wasn�t entirely certain what
had possessed her to keep the kitten. Ever since last year when Crookshanks had suddenly gone missing, only to be found
months later floating in the lake, She couldn�t help
but feel that a part of her was missing.

Lost in her own thoughts, Hermione�s soon found herself standing before the
portrait of the fat lady. Quietly whispering the password of �Hidden Agenda�
into the guardian�s ear, Hermione stepped through the portrait hole and into
the Gryffindor common room.

Not seeing Harry or Ron, Hermione raced up the stairs, into the sanctuary of
her private Head Girl suite. With the door locked securely behind her, Hermione
breathed a sigh of relief as she freed the still purring creature from its
confines.

The small beast immediately perched itself on the bed while keeping track of
Hermione�s movements around the room, as she prepared for bed. The bookish
Gryffindor wasted no time pealing off the multitude of layers of clothing she
wore, until she stood before her bed nearly naked in the pale moonlight.

�Goodnight little one, tomorrow we�ll find out where you belong.� Hermione said
drowsily as she drifted off to sleep.

***

As Hermione�s breath eased into a steady pattern, the black cat lying beside
her, transformed into its true self. In the moonlight his fine blonde hair and
pale skin appeared to radiate a heavenly appearance. Had Hermione woke at that
moment to discover Draco Malfoy
beside her, she may have mistaken him for a fallen angel, rather than the devil
he truly was. Careful not to wake the beauty beside him, Draco
stealth fully removed his clothing and allowed his naked form slide beneath the
covers. A gentle moan escaped Hermione�s lips as their bodies touched for the
first time.

Wasting no time, Draco began placing soft kisses
along her exposed neck, while making his way towards her breasts. Whispering to
the sleeping form beside him, �>i>I like the
freckles on your chest� The moment his warm mouth came in contact with the peak
of each of Hermione�s nipples, he was rewarded with yet another guttural moan,
vibrating from the body beneath him.

Spurred on in his endeavor by her apparent willingness, Draco
made his way further down Hermione�s body. Carefully removing her underwear, he
was somewhat shocked to find a hairless mound awaiting him. With a soft chuckle
he said, �I love your pants around your feet�. With the precision of a
master, he found the bundle of nerves hidden within Hermione�s folds, and
teased it mercilessly with his tongue.

Taking care to watch for any signs of her waking, Draco
noticed the beads of sweat gathering across her brow, and rapid rhythm of her
breath. Unable to hold himself at bay any longer, Draco
placed himself between Hermione�s open legs, and plunged himself into her core.

Allowing her but a moment to adjust to his size, Draco
began his rhythmic invasion of her body. Beneath him Hermione�s body refused to
remain still, and arched to meet his every thrust, driving him deeper inside
her. As each body sought to gain the upper hand in a battle of wills,
Hermione�s inexperienced body was the first to cave. She cried out into the
night �Oh Yes� as her orgasm struck, pulling his along with it.

Draco tore the necklace from his neck, and dug it
into Hermione�s hip, as he pounded into her pulsating core releasing his seed.

Spent Draco collapsed on top of Hermione, who for the
first time opened her eyes to see her conquer. A look of confusion crossed her
features as she looked into the stormy grey eyes of the man on top of her.
Allowing her finger to brush away the loose strands of hair from his face, she
whispered, �Draco?�

His trademark smirk graced his features for a moment, before he placed a single
kiss on her forehead and said, �You're like my favorite damn disease�.
With a snap of his fingers, he was fully clothed, walking out the door, leaving
Hermione to drift back to sleep.

***

At the bottom of the stairs Draco was met with a
sight he hadn�t quite expected to see. Eyeing him from an over sized chair
beside the fireplace, Harry growled, �You were with her weren�t you? You could
even wait a day after breaking my heart to chase after her.�

Exhausted from the night�s events, Draco simply
replied, �Potter, it�s done. Just let it go. I know, I have.�
His signature smirk etched across his face, confirming Harry�s worst fears.

Leaving his place in the chair, Harry strode across the common room pointing an
accusatory finger at Draco, while raising his voice
as he said, �I knew it. It�s no wonder you were always asking about her. Tell
me the truth; after all I think I deserve it. It was never about us was it Malfoy?�

Pushing aside Harry�s finger from his chest, Draco
answered, �No Potter it was never about us, it was about me getting what I want
by any means necessary.�

Harry�s voice cracked with sadness as he asked, �So I meant nothing to you?
What about all the nights we spent together, I thought you loved me?�

Having no interest in comforting a love struck Gryffindor, Draco
icily replied �Remember Potter you were the one sucking my cock not the other
way around.� Still smirking he leaned forward and continued, �I never promised
you anything, Potter. You simply believed what you wanted to.� With that said, Draco left Harry standing in the middle of the common room,
and made his way to the doorway.

Broken, Harry collapsed in tears, howling �Why is this happening, I hate
everything about you� why do I love you.�

Pushing open the portrait, Draco announced, �That
Potter is your problem not mine.� Before
disappearing into the night.

***

Hermione woke to an odd gooey sensation between her legs, which for some
unknown reason were incredibly sore. Pulling back the covers of her bed she was
horrified to see a dark red bloodstain on her bed. Pressing her fingers between
her legs reveled more blood mingled with something more.

Flashes of her dream the night before came hurling back to her as she ran for
her private bath, vomiting repeatedly into the toilet in the corner of the
room. Finally able to hold the nausea at bay, Hermione drew a scalding hot bath,
and immersed herself in it.

With trails of salty tears cascading down her pale cheeks, she managed to pull
herself out of the water and stand before the mirror to have a look at herself. Immediately she notice the form on a black dragon
with its tail wrapped around the letter M, shimmering brightly against her skin
on her right hip. It hadn�t been a dream, it had been real.

Pulling a thick robe around her body, Hermione walked back into her room to
find the house elves had already removed the offensive sheets and made her bed,
removing the last evidence of the events of the previous night. Taking out her cd player from her top drawer, Hermione pulled the spelled
headphones over her ears; she curled up in a ball in the center of her bed, as
she tried to drowned out the sounds of the world.

I�m so tired of being here

Suppressed by all of my childish fears

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

Your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time cannot erase.

Hermione turned off the music and began to sob.

***

With the tears flowing freely, Hermione never noticed Ron enter her room, until
he reached out and shook her. �Hermione, are you ok?� He nervously asked.

Wide eyed, Hermione pulled off her headphones and squeaked, �Ron, what are you
doing here?�

�I was worried about you when you didn�t come to breakfast this morning.� He
said as his eyes took in the nearly naked sight before him. He gaze lingered on
Hermione�s exposed hip and the mark clearly visible there.

Seeing Ron�s features ripple from concern to anger, Hermione looked down to see
what he saw and quickly hid the offending mark, however the damage was done.

�I�ve seen that mark a thousand times Hermione. It�s Malfoys.
I�d know it anywhere. The git stamps it on every
ruddy thing he owns and never fails to shove it in my face that it�s something
I can�t afford. What that doesn�t explain is why his mark is on you.� Ron
stated harshly.

Flustered Hermione tried to calm the furious red head before her, �Ron I don�t
know what happened. And that�s the honest truth. I found it this morning after
we got back from Hagrids. I had a � dream about him,
and the next thing I know, I wake with this branded on my skin."

The hurt clear in his voice, Ron croaked, �You had a dream about Malfoy?

�Well at least I think it was a dream� it was rather lifelike.� Hermione
replied.

�For fuck sake what do you mean by lifelike, Hermione?� Ron shouted.

Enraged Hermione bellowed, �I mean I woke up sore and sitting in a puddle of my
own blood. There are you happy Ron. I think Draco
somehow managed take my virginity last night.�

�So its Draco now is it? You don�t seem very upset
about the fact that Malfoy was sharing your bed last
night; after all, you can�t take what�s given willingly, Hermione.� Ron
accused.

�You bastard. You�re no better than him. I never asked
for this, I never wanted any of this. Don�t you think I would have preferred to
give my virginity to someone I loved, someone who loved me. That�s not an
option now though is it? And now to you I�m tainted goods. I�ll never be good
enough it your eyes, hell then again maybe I never was.�
Hermione retorted.

� How could you Hermione, how could you. If it wasn�t
what you wanted why didn�t you scream, cry, or put up a fight.� With tears in
his eyes he asked, �How could you let him take you away from me?�

The truth hit her like a ton of bricks, why hadn�t she ran, why hadn�t she put
up a fight. The truth was it was what she had wanted. So many nights she�d
dreamt of the blonde Slytherin in her bed. Ron was
right it wasn�t rape, she had been more than willing, and it seemed the only
question left unresolved was, why did he do it. With
the intention of finding out she bolted out of her room dressed only in her
robe in search of him.

***

Finding him had been easier than she expected. Flying high above the Quidditch pitch, Draco�s hair
shone like a beacon.

�Why did you do it Malfoy?� Hermione shouted at him
in the sky.

Bringing his broom to a stop beside her, he took a moment to notice her attire
and grin before saying, �Why do I do anything Granger, because I wanted to.�

�So what your telling me is that right now I�m what
you want?� She asked, with her hand firmly on her hips.

Leaning in to take in her fresh vanilla scent, he whispered in her ear, �And if
you are?�

�Did you ever think of just asking?� She replied, exasperated.

Draco simply sniggered, as he reached into his pocket
to pull out a packet of gum, Hermione recognized as her own. �Never been much
for the asking. I usually just take what I want.� He stated before placing a
single stick in his mouth and chewing.

Unsure why, but Hermione decided to take it back the only way she knew how, she
kiss him. The shock of her action caused him to open his mouth, which she
wasted no time filling with her tongue.

�Just what do you think your doing Granger?� Draco
asked, as Hermione broke away.

Hermione made a bubble with her newly acquired gum, and stated haughtily �I�m
simply taking back what was mine to begin with. If you want it back, you�ll
have to earn it this time� With that said she walked off the pitch swaying her
hips all the way back to the castle.

Draco followed her into the castle thinking, �you�re
already mine Granger, but for now I�ll indulge you in this little game of cat
and mouse�. With that he followed her sashaying hips down the hall.

* * * * *

The following fic is in response to Fic Request #16 from Pigglette,
which stated the following conditions:

Rating(s) of the Fic: PG-13 to NC-17

3-5 Things to Include in the Fic:

1. Allusions to a past relationship between Harry and Draco;
a messy break-up

2. At least three quotes (in total) from any three songs,
preferably rock songs involving agression (e.g. Nine
Inch Nails, Nirvana, Three Days Grace, Saliva, etc.)

3. A black cat stuck in a tree in the Forbidden Forest

4. Gum-swapping (e.g. Draco's chewing gum, kisses
Hermione, she ends up with the gum in her mouth)

5. Hermione having a tattoo she doesn't want anyone to know about

What Not to Include in the Fic:

Harry/Ron, fluff, Out of character Draco/Hermione,
Harry and Ron as mindless idiots, flaming gay Draco/Harry
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