The shade of light

Title: The shade of light

Summary: Voldemort takes over Hogwarts and makes Draco his heir, but Draco spies for the light... Things get even worse when Hermione becomes his slave. He loves her but Voldemort can\'t find out about it...


*Special thanks to my lovely beta-reader: Christi Csonka*


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Chapter two: Blushing, panting, butterflies & blood

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Draco didn\'t know what to do. He could deny it and remain evil in her eyes or he could tell her how he felt, putting her in danger while taking the risk of being rejected or loved.


The last thing especially got him thinking. She knew nothing about him; he knew almost everything about her. But how could she return his love if she knew nothing about him?


\'Hermione has to get to know me first, before I tell her about my true feelings for her.\' Draco decided. \'She has plenty of time to do that. There\'s not much else we could do around here. Besides having sex of course, but I wouldn\'t do that to her... not this way.\'


While Draco decided what to do, he noticed Hermione was still staring at him and he was still blushing.


\"I can\'t believe this!\" Draco said raising his voice a little bit, \"That bitch, how could she. She will do anything to get me into her bed. This is insane, the only reason I was in the library was because I wanted to get away from her,\" Draco walked towards the bed, \"and the library is the only Non-Pansy place in this whole castle!\"


\"Is she that bad?\" Hermione asked, sitting up and putting her clothes back on.


\"Did I tell you to put your clothes back on?\" Draco asked raising one eyebrow and ignoring her question.


She looked at him with a confused look on her face. But she didn\'t take her clothes off, instead she took a sip of her drink.


\"Don\'t disobey me,\" Draco said, grabbing her arm more tightly than he intended.


Hermione almost choked. \"Sorry,\" she stuttered after swallowing her sip, looking down and putting her drink on the table again so she could take off her clothes again.


Draco realized he was losing her this way, if he ever had her at all. Just when she went take off her T-shirt, he stopped her by putting his hand on her arm gently. \"I just thought it would be a bit impractical to have clothes on when you\'re going to have a bath.\"


\"A bath? I can take a bath?\" Hermione asked, suddenly smiling.


\"Yes, unless you don\'t want to,\" Draco said, teasing her a bit.


\"Of course I want to. You don\'t know how much I need a bath right now,\" Hermione smiled.


\"Well, go on,\" Draco smiled back, \"the bathroom is that way.\"


Hermione jumped up and walked towards the bathroom door, disappearing behind it.


Draco sat on the bed. He was still smiling, thinking about the way he made her smile. It was easy to make her smile. The smallest things gave her satisfaction, which shown in her smile. He loved that in people.


After about five minutes Draco knocked on the door, \"H…Granger?\"


\"Yes.\"


\"May I come in?\" Draco asked. A little insecure, butterflies flying in his stomach.


\"It\'s your bathroom.\"


Draco slowly opened the door, stepping into the marble bathroom. He spotted Hermione in the bath. Her hair was wet and foam covered her body. \"I came to bring you your pajamas,\" Draco said, making the excuse up the second he said it. He grabbed his wand and levitated a pink dress into the bathroom. \"It\'s all I have in my closet. I\'m sorry if it\'s not your style.\"


\"It\'s fine, thank you,\" Hermione answered, smiling a little bit.


Draco wanted to stay, but somehow he couldn\'t think of something to say. So he turned around and walked towards the door again.


\"You\'re not that bad,\" Hermione nearly whispered.


Draco turned around and smiled, \"I\'ll take that as a compliment,\" he said slightly rolling his eyes.


\"You should smile more often, you know... It suits you. Could you hand me a towel?\" Hermione asked.


\"Coming out so soon?\" Draco asked, walking towards the towels and grabbing one of them. The biggest one.


\"Yes, I\'m afraid I\'ll fall asleep in here if I stay one more second,\" she said, stepping out of the bath when she saw Draco was holding her towel for her and looking the other way.


She walked towards Draco and shivered when he softly wrapped the towel around her, still looking the other way. When he was sure the towel had covered her body he looked at her.
\"A real gentleman,\" Hermione grinned, drying herself.


Draco grinned too and walked towards the door for the second time. \"I\'ll order some tea, it\'ll help you sleep,\" he said before walking out of the room.


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A few minutes later Hermione walked out of the bathroom in her pink dress. If the dress was white Draco would have sworn she was an angel. Her hair was still wet, but combed. He was sitting on the couch before the fire, with two cups of tea in front of him.


\"May I use your wand for a second? I want to dry my hair,\" Hermione smiled.


\"Sure,\" Draco said, without thinking he gave her his wand.


\"Thanks,\" Hermione said. \"Oh the tea is here already?\"


\"House elves are quite quick you know. If you know how to handle them.\" Draco smiled holding her cup for her, until she was finished drying her hair.


Hermione muttered a spell, making her hair dry and putted it in a loose ponytail. After that she gave back the wand, while Draco gave her the cup of tea.


\"Thanks,\" Hermione said again.


That\'s when Draco realized he had just given Hermione his wand, the smartest student in his year. How could he have been so stupid? She could have killed him... But she didn\'t.


He looked at Hermione and saw she was realizing the same thing. She stared at him confused and surprised. Then she smiled and sat down next to him.


\"I… I can\'t give you my wand again,\" Draco stuttered, \"so don\'t ask for it.\"


\"I understand,\" Hermione said sipping her tea. It was silent for a while before she asked, \"Can you braid?\"


\"Well... a little bit, why?\" Draco responded.


\"Could you braid my hair? Normally Ginny helps me.\" Hermione swallowed, when she spoke her friends name.


\"I\'ll try, but I\'m sure I\'ll screw up, so don\'t laugh.\" Draco grinned and grabbed Hermione\'s hair when she turned her face away from him.


Slowly he separated her hair in three parts, and slowly he braided her hair, afraid of hurting her. It turned out rather well, for a boy.


Hermione traveled with her hands over her hair, examining the braid. \"Wow, boy\'s never do it that good. Even Ron and Harry screwed up...\"


Draco heard the pain in her voice when she spoke Ron and Harry\'s name. Suddenly he heard a soft sob. He was stunned when he saw her shoulders shake. He didn\'t know what to do.


\"I… I know you\'re evil and don\'t like me and hate me and stuff. But I ... I really need a hug right now,\" Hermione said, turning around. Draco saw the tears running over her cheeks. As if it were natural, he cupped her face in his hands, wiping away her tears with his thumbs.


\"Shh,\" he whispered when she put her head against his chest. He felt her burying her head into his chest as he put his arms around her, leaning backwards. So, they were both lying on the couch, Draco with a sobbing Hermione on top of him. Stroking her hair, he felt her relaxing.


\"I\'ll inquire about them and make sure they\'re ok,\" Draco whispered, close to Hermione\'s ear.


Hermione\'s arms wrapped around Draco\'s waist, she felt safe in his arms. \"You would do that for me?\" she asked, looking up a little.


Draco felt needed for the first time in his life, someone really needed him. \"I\'ll ask where they are, you can come with me and see them.\"


\"Are you trying to get me into your bed?\" Hermione asked insecure.


Draco snorted. \"Of course not! I\'m trying to get you to like me. We\'re stuck in here together, remember? I wouldn\'t want to be in here with Cho or Ginny. Cho is pretty, but she has the IQ of a chicken. Once I tried to talk to her at a party, and believe me, our conversation was so lame... I almost fell asleep. It\'s just that she\'s a friend of yours, otherwise I wouldn\'t have picked her in a hundred years. and Ginny is too young to have a decent conversation with, and then there\'s you. Well I don\'t need to tell you you\'re smart, look at your grades. I think we could get along. \"


By the time Draco finished jabbering, Hermione couldn\'t answer anymore.


\"Granger?\" Draco asked looking down.


\"You gave me a compliment,\" Hermione barely managed to say.


Draco blushed, hoping that Hermione wouldn\'t see his red cheeks, he answered, \"It\'s just a fact.\"


\"A fact you decided to mention,\" Hermione smiled. \"I\'m getting the feeling you\'re not that bad at all.\"


\"Thanks, I guess.\" Draco blushed even deeper.


There was a silence; both of them appeared to be thinking.


*Hermione\'s thoughts*


’Oh my God! Why did I say that? I just gave the bastard a compliment. The bastard that\'ll take me to my friends... I don\'t understand him. I\'ve seen him looking at me in class, in the library and in the Great Hall. But I never paid much attention to it. He\'s acting so sweet for some odd reason, but why? To get me into bed, so I\'ll screw him? I wonder how many girls he’s screwed before me... Before me? I haven\'t even screwed him, what am I thinking? I\'m kind of tired...can barely keep my eyes open.... falling asleep.....’


*Draco\'s thoughts*


’What am I doing? I practically told her I love her. Did she take it well? She must be disgusted by now, or afraid because I\'m the one with the wand, frightened because she thinks I\'m capable of killing her! And what is that with taking her to Potter and Weasley? Where did that come from? Of course, she thinks I won’t take her if she shows how disgusted she is with me. And lies here only because she\'s afraid she won’t see them. Why isn\'t she saying something? Come on say something! I can\'t bare this silence, what is she doing?’


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Draco looked down, finding Hermione\'s eyes closed with her lips curved in a small smile. A loving feeling surrounded him, the love he felt for the girl made him feel so peaceful.


After lying there for a few more minutes, Draco decided it was time to go to bed. And figure out what she was feeling towards him in the morning.


Gently he lifted her up and walked towards the bed. She was as light as a feather. Putting her on the bed, he caressed the soft skin of her arms and putted the sheets over her body. He changed and got in the bed on the other side.


He longed to touch her, but wouldn\'t dare to. Instead he watched her sleep. \'She really looks like an angel this time\' Draco thought, moving a few strands of hair out of her face.


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Draco opened his eyes, looking right into Hermione\'s eyes. As soon as he realized to whom the eyes belonged he sat upWhatWhat time is it?\"


\"Around nine.\" Hermione answered


\"Nine? Get dressed, we have to go,\" Draco commanded.


Hermione got out of the bed and changed behind the screen. While she did, Draco quickly put on his clothes.


They were finished both at the same time. Well, that was what Draco thought.


He walked towards the door but Hermione grabbed his arm \"You might want to do your hair. It\'s not combed backwards anymore, I think the spell wore off.\"


Draco flushed, renewing the spell on his hair. \"Thanks, they wouldn\'t have recognized me. Hurry up.\"


\"Excuse me for asking, but why are we in a hurry?\"


\"You want to see your friends, right?\" Draco asked, without waiting for an answer he continued, \"Well, Voldemort gets up at ten. If we want to visit them before he finds out, we have to be quick.\"


Hermione nodded slightly before running behind Draco through several corridors. Draco stopped running as he reached a portrait.


\"Let… me… catch… my… breath… first,\" he panted, standing next to a panting Hermione.


After a few seconds, he tickled the portrait a few times and it opened. They walked passed the guards into a room without furniture. It was gray, dark and extremely cold. Draco lit the fire with his wand. The light of the fire revealed students sitting on the cold floor.


Hermione looked around to find Harry and Ron.


\"\'Moine!\" A soft voice suddenly said.


\"Ron!\" Hermione yelled, walking towards Ron with Draco close behind her. \"Are you ok?\"


Ron looked at Draco as if he was poison to his eyes. \"What did you do to Harry?\" He growled, suddenly standing up and walking towards Draco.


\"Ronald Weasley!\" Hermione snapped.


\"What?\" Ron asked confused.


\"Malfoy arranged this meeting between us. This could be the last time we see each other and you\'re starting a fight. And what do you mean. what did you do to Harry? Isn\'t he here?\" Hermione practically yelled confused and angry.


\"I\'m sorry \'Moine. Did he hurt you? I heard the girls are in a harem, did anyone hurt you?\" Ron asked concerned, pulling Hermione into a hug.


\"No, Ginny is okay too, thanks to Malfoy.\" Hermione sobbed a bit.


\"What do you mean thanks to Malfoy?\" Ron asked, still holding her in a hug.


Draco cut in before Hermione could answer. \"Granger we need to go,\" he said coldly. There were guards everywhere, how could Hermione be so stupid? Saying he had helped them could make the guards suspicious.


Hermione looked at him in disbelieve, but gave Ron a quick on on his mouth. And walked behind Draco towards the portrait hole again.


When they were out of the room, Draco could not hold his anger any longer. \"How could you be so stupid, telling those guards I didn\'t hurt you? I\'m supposed to rape your brains out.\" Draco snapped, walking quickly, without looking back.


He heard Hermione follow him, but she didn\'t say a word. She was just crying softly.


Draco couldn\'t stand the sound of her crying, so he stopped and turned around. \"What is it this time?\" he asked. It came out more caring than he intended.

\"If Harry\'s not there... he\'s dead,\" Hermione cried.

\"I\'ll find out about that. Now please stop crying,\" Draco said pulling her into a hug in the middle of a corridor.


He held her in his arms, waiting for her to stop crying. But then he heard footsteps behind him coming from the far end of the corridor. \"Look over my shoulder and tell me who it is,\" Draco said to Hermione.


Hermione stood on the tips of her toes and looked over his shoulder. \"Pansy,\" she muttered.


\"Shit,\" Draco said, \"Ok... I\'m going to push you against the wall and kiss you, try to fight back or something like that!\"


Without waiting for Hermione\'s response, he pushed her against the wall, bringing his hand to her thigh. He captured her lips in a kiss.


Her lips parted slightly when he stroked her bottom lip with his tongue. She had accepted and wasn\'t struggling against him. Not that that occurred to Draco at the time. He was too busy kissing the girl he loved while trying to control the butterflies in his stomach. With Draco’s hand still on her thigh, she slid one leg between his legs, driving him crazy.


They both blushed and panted when they parted from the kiss.


\"You didn\'t struggle,\" Draco whispered, too surprised to speak out loud.

\"I forgot,\" Hermione lied. \'Oh my God! I want him so badly; this weird feeling surrounded me when he kissed me. Not to mention the butterflies in my stomach. As if I had the time to struggle, I was to busy snogging with the enemy. Hermione, what the fuck are you doing?\'


\"I think she\'s gone,\" Draco said, looking down, avoiding Hermione\'s eyes.


They both walked back to Draco\'s tower in silence and thoughts.


\"I have to see Voldemort,\" Draco said letting Hermione into the tower, \"the second door on the right will lead you to Ginny and Cho. You can go there under one condition... You mustn\'t tell them I haven\'t raped you yet.\"


\"Yet?\" Hermione asked, while fear flashed in her eyes.


\"Yes, yet.\" Draco answered, trying to cover up the mistakes he made yesterday and today, mistakes he made by letting her see the real Draco a bit.


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Draco was in Voldemort\'s tower, waiting for Voldemort to arrive downstairs.


\'I scared her... I blew everything... She won’t be needing a hug from me anymore... I really scar-\'


\"Good morning.\" A cold voice spoke from behind him.


Draco froze for a second, hating that voice so much, before painting the smirk on his face and turning around.


\"Morning,\" Draco greeted Voldemort back. \"I wanted to ask you a question, what happened to the Potter-boy?\"


\"He escaped,\" Voldemort said coldly, \"But don\'t worry, you\'ll get the pleasure of tracking him down.\"


\"How did he escape?\" Draco asked, while he felt like jumping around in the room.


\"We don\'t know, a powerful wizard must have saved him,\" Voldemort answered. \"But anyway, I need to have a word with you. It\'s about that mudblood you picked yesterday,\" Voldemort continued.


Anger was building itself up inside Draco. \'How dare he call her that?\'


\"I’ve heard she\'s still a virgin, is that correct?\" Voldemort asked, walking towards the table where his breakfast was served. \"You slept with her, was there blood or not? Did she fight back? The way you like it?\" An evil grin came upon his face.


Draco swallowed and nodded slightly, not knowing what else to do at the time. If he told Voldemort they hadn\'t had sex yet, he would think Draco had became weak. And it was quite obvious that Voldemort had had some wild sex that night. There were scratching scares on his neck and cheek.


\"That\'s good. I\'ll send a few men to examine the blood, to see if she\'s worthy of you. I’ve heard you\'re quite fond of her from several people already.\" Voldemort continued, smirking.


Draco froze, this time for longer than one second. \"When?\"


\"Well, I\'ll send a few men right now.\" Voldemort decided, smirking towards Draco, after taking a sip of his orange juice.


\"No, wait. I\'ll get it myself,\" Draco said, standing up and walking towards the door.


\"If that\'s what you want,\" Voldemort spoke behind him.


Draco bowed quickly, before storming out of the tower and running towards his own.


He opened Ginny and Cho\'s bedroom door, looking for Hermione.


\"Where is she?\" he asked out of breath.


\"In your room,\" Ginny responded, looking terrified.


He closed the door and ran up to his bedroom. Opening the door, he saw Hermione sitting on the bed, reading a book.


\"Voldemort wants your blood!\" Draco said, running towards the bed. \"He wants to examine it.\"


\"What blood?\" Hermione asked confused, looking up from the book.


\"The blood a girl bleeds when she\'s had sex for the first time,\" Draco answered, his hand going through his hair, while pacing up and down.


\"What does that mean?\" Hermione asked, putting away her book, looking into Draco\'s eyes, extremely worried.


Draco stopped pacing and walked towards her. \"It means that we have to have sex.... right now,\" Draco said looking right back into her eyes.


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