Blood Ties

A/N:  I'm excited that everyone is receiving this story so well. On another note, I did publish my prancing Draco who farts glitter story. I might be persuaded to do a follow-up chapter in which Hermione goes to comfort the fallen prince. Let me know in a review if you'd be interested in reading it. Enough of that, let's back to our favorite duo.

Hermione stared up into the hard eyes of Draco Malfoy trying to gauge just how serious he was. Surely, he really didn't expect her to move into this room with him. She closed her eyes as she tried to figure out how to get herself out of the situation she had placed herself in. Not that it was entirely her fault. She hadn't gone into the Forbidden Forest on her own; she'd gone at Hagrid's urging. It wasn't her fault that Grawp had carried her into the forest away from Hagrid and Harry. It most certainly wasn't her fault that Malfoy had attacked her with the intent of killing her and she had to barter just to survive. This wasn't what she'd bargained for when she agreed to become his play thing, so to speak.

"Can I," she asked softly. "Can I just have some time, Malfoy? An hour perhaps to gather my thoughts, to settle my nerves. Perhaps eat some breakfast."

She kept her eyes closed after she'd made her request. She was honestly afraid of what she'd see. She could feel his eyes drilling holes into her head even though she couldn't see them. She could simply feel the intensity and the weight of his gaze pressing upon her, enshrouding her in an ever growing pit of despair.

Maybe Malfoy was right. She should have chosen the other option. Anything was better than this.

"No," he muttered darkly, his breath caressing the tip of her ear. Her heart beat wildly in her chest as his nose nuzzled into her hairline.

"I told you before, I want you Granger. I want you underneath me, writhing in pleasure. I want you on your knees with my cock stuffed down your throat. I want you bent over, wailing as I pound you from behind. I haven't even begun to get started, dearest. I meant what I said before; when I'm done with you, you won't be able to walk straight."

She shuddered as she processed his words. He was a deviant. She should have never agreed to his absurd offer. She should have stuck to her guns and only consented to being his blood donor. He was probably bluffing anyway. He could have easily obliviated her in the forest. It hadn't occurred to her at the time to suggest that to him. Maybe it wasn't too late.

She opened her eyes and flinched back against the door as she took in the sheer amount of hunger that was present in his shimmering grey orbs. She shook in his grasp as she offered her alternative.

"Look, Malfoy, maybe we could come to a compromise," she murmured quietly. She was sincerely frightened of him at this moment. He looked as if he was barely holding himself in check. "You said in the forest that you couldn't afford anyone to know of your condition." She swallowed the lump in her throat as his eyes slowly began to bleed to red, the unnatural tint covering his normally pale eyes. "What if you obliviated me? You could erase all my memories…"

Hermione stopped abruptly as a vicious sounding growl rumbled through his chest. She cried out in pain as his hand snagged her hair and wrenched her head back baring the long column of her throat to his hungry stare.

"What part of our deal didn't you understand?" he asked menacingly, as his tongue traced the lobe of her ear. She shuddered as he sucked harshly on her neck. "I won't let you go, Granger, not now and not in a thousand years. You're mine. It's much too late to back out now."

Hermione whimpered as his teeth cut through her flesh as if it was butter. She'd awoken the monster with her words. The only thing she could do was hang on for the ride.

End Note: So...thoughts? Other than how I'm an evil fanfiction writer who enjoys tormenting my audience (which I do), but what does that say about you lot? You keep coming back for more. Deviants. On a serious note, let me know about if you'd like a follow up chapter on the my glitter story or if I should leave it as it is. And, if anyone is following What A Malfoy Wants, I'm starting the next chapter later this week, maybe I can get it out by next weekend. See you tomorrow...