The Prophecy Of The Forbidden

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DracoHermionesMate
Chapter two The Prophecy Of The Forbidden
By Redrain520

Chapter Two: A Different Kind Of Knight

Hermione was sitting in the Library trying to concentrate as she was reading her Arithmancy textbook. She sighed in frustration as she put the book down and rubbed her temples. It has been two weeks since the kiss with Malfoy and it still bothered her. In fact it bothered her so much that she couldn't concentrate in classes. Now even here in her inner sanctum she was having trouble concentrating.

Especially potions, in which Malfoy shared the class with her. Sure she would try listen to Professor Slughorn go on and on about the Draught of Living Death Potion, but found it hard too focus as the object of her musings was sitting in front of her.
He caught her staring at him today and gave her a smirk , he didn't say anything just smirked at her. This irritated her, surely the kiss affected him just as much as it affected her?

No! He was the one who stated that it was nothing, that she should forget about it. Yeah and that's so easy Hermione , how can anyone forget a kiss like that!

So here she was in the library, looking for the a book for Draught of Living Death. Their assignment too write an essay about the potion and turn it in by Friday, which Hermione would have normally had done in two days time. That's just the way she was, complete a assignment and hand it in earlier than everyone else.

The Library was completely empty, Madame Pince was talking to Professor McGonagall about of all things students leaving gum under the tables . Hermione sighed as she spotted the book she was looking for. She tried reaching for it, but she was too short. She tried reaching for it again, but no luck.

"Get a damn ladder Mud blood!"

Hermione turned sharply at the rude voice. Standing there was no other than Blaise Zabini, The dark skinned Italian boy. Next to him with a smile on her pug like face was Pansy Parkinson.

Hermione ignored them as she made to move away but she pulled her wand from her pocket as she was doing so. She didn't want any trouble as it was her day was going all wrong but now these two had come to harass her.

"Expelliamus"

Blaise yelled as Hermione's wand flew out of her hand ,straight into Blaise's. With a grin on his face he turned to face Pansy.

"Go find Draco, he wasn't at dinner earlier."

Pansy just nodded and walked away. Blaise walked up to her swiftly, his grin even wider. Hermione shuddered in fright however she didn't want him to see she was afraid of him. She knew he had her wand and she was totally defenseless and he grinned as he knew it too.

"You Scared Mudblood?"

Blaise said as he backed her into the bookshelf. He spat in her face.

Hermione tried not to show how scared she really was, she was a Gryffindor after all but he was a foot taller than her at least and he had her wand. She looked at him in shock as he had spit at her. She stood frozen as the spittle ran down her left cheek as he then tried to smirk.She thought that his smirk wasn't as good as Malfoy's and was a poor imitation.

"Answer me Bitch! Are you scared?"

Blaise's voice echoed around the Library as he shoved her a moment further into the stacks and glared at her. Hermione's eyes darted around looking for an escape route. Noticing what she was doing Blaise shoved himself onto her, she tried pushing him off her but he was too strong.

"GET OFF OF ME!"

Hermione yelled holding back tears, she wasn't about to show him how weak she was. He didn't listen to her, but dug his fingers into her hands making her yelp out in pain.

"BLAISE YOUR HURTING ME, LET ME GO NOW!"

Blaise looked into her eyes, and held her glaze for a moment. She seemed to be pleading with him, but he just grinned at her as if he didn't care. In fact the more she was pleading the more he wanted to put her in her place. As she attempted to struggle against him he groaned as he looked at her.

"Loosing up mud blood have some fun, break some damn rules..."

He leaned forward and whispered this in her ear. As he did so he inhaled and smirked as he pulled back slightly. Hermione could feel his hot breath on her skin and she tried not to shutter in revolt as his lips brushed her neck.

"Kiss Me now , I know you want too mud blood..."

Please don't do this.. Please stop!..

Hermione's voice cracked as she tried to struggle once more but she couldn't he was too heavy. She couldn't hold her tears in anymore and she let them spill down her cheeks. Blaise looked at her,saw the pain in her eyes and reveled in it. He grinned in victory as he brung his head to hers and kissed her lips roughly, not listening to her protests. Her sobbing grew more persistent ,and he become irritated by her sobs.

"FUCKING BITCH! SHUT UP"

Holding her by the wrist tightly he slung her into the table, her whole body crumpled from the impact. She couldn't move, her whole body ached as she hit her head and saw stars.. Blood flowed from an open cut in her forehead as it wound it's way blending in with her tears as she sobbed louder than ever.

As he looked at her,a grin split his face as he stalked towards her now. The blood it seemed to turn him on as he now wanted the little mud blood bitch more. Blaise's cock hardened as he spread her thighs apart and holding them down as he climbed on top of her frail and weak body. He was continuing his rough kissing , as Hermione felt his hands grab at her breasts .

She was struggling underneath him, but she was barely moving because her body ached. Blaise chuckled at her attempts of freedom and for a moment he stopped kissing her and he ran a hand along her cheek and then cupped the side of her neck hard,his fingertips would leave marks as he looked at her.

"YOU FILTHY MUDBOOD WHORE, LOOK WHAT YOU DONE TO ME!"

Blaise said as he repeatedly grind against her, moaning in pleasure. Hermione knew what was going too happen, and she couldn't do anything to prevent it. She had no wand, and her body throbbed in pain from hitting the table.

"Please...Don't.."

She whimpered at him. He stopped and looked at her, and she thought he was going to let her go. But Blaise threw his head back with laughter as he ripped open the front of her shirt and continued to grope her breasts, pulling on them. Twisting her nipples painfully,Pain shot through her making her cry uncontrollably. He was unzipping his pants when a loud voice interrupted him.

"BLAISE WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?"

Hermione strained her neck over her shoulder to find it was Draco Malfoy standing there his face red and full of disgust. Blaise smiled for the first time that evening.

"Want some too mate? Plenty to go around you know. I'm sure the Mud-blood whore won't mind too much after all that's what she's good for right? We can finally shut her up and put her in her place."

He gave Draco a cocky grin and Draco stole a glance at Hermione.

He could see her pain etched in her beautiful face. Her hair was a mess and her nose was broken. But nothing compared to her bruised and mangled body. He thought he was going to be sick , from seeing her like this. Finally Draco spoke calm and stated.

"Why the hell would I lower myself to screw a fucking mud blood you idiot? When I can have any girl I want!"

Draco could her Hermione whimpering beside him, Sending chills up and down his body. Blaise zipped his pants back up quickly and looked Draco directly in the eyes.Draco looked back at Blaise bored as then Blaise nodded quietly.

"Hey your right mate! don't know what got into me, ill catch you later." and he ran away fairly quickly without even looking Draco nor Hermione. Hermione had turned as best as she could and tried to hold her shirt close as her hand shook. She was sobbing quietly as she curled herself into fetal position.

"Granger! Granger get up!"

But Hermione didn't move a muscle. She just laid there, sobbing to herself.

What the hell is she doing? Isn't she going to leave?

"Granger you were nearly raped, what if he comes back for another go, then what would you do?"

Draco spotted her wand on the floor, he bent over and picked it up. Blaise had it the whole time...so that meant Granger was defenseless. Draco seethed in anger, who in a hell would take advantage over a woman? He looked at her blood stained face...it was still beautiful, she will always be to him.

Seeing her like this broke him, and it hurt badly. She was always so smart and so brave, but now she look so afraid and it saddened him. He noticed she had started crying again, and he didn't need that .

Not now Granger cant you see want your doing to me?

His mind was asking her as he looked away a moment and looked down at the table and noticed a her shirt buttons were scattered along the table and floor and for a moment he just tried to calm himself and keep from going after Blaise and hexing him by collecting the buttons.

"Draco..." Hermione whispered, her voice was weak. She reached out to him trying to get up, but her body ached too badly. She spoke again, this time he could barely hear what she said.

"Thank you Draco..." As she said these words he turned away from her, not baring too look at her in the state she was in any longer. He heard a thud and immediately faced her again. She had fallen on the floor, trying to get up. He reached his hand out towards her and she accepted pulled her to her feet. She stumbled almost falling again, but Draco caught her by the wrist not letting her fall again.

She yelped softly as he held her up and that's when he noticed the bruises on her wrists where Blaise had held her tightly. He cursed softly as he sat her on a chair and he handed her,her wand and the buttons he had gathered up.

Why is he acting this way? This is not Draco Malfoy, she expected him to laugh or make a joke about her pathetic state . But she was confused when she looked into his silver eyes, she saw sadness there.

Surely he's not taking pity on me the, 'low life mud blood'. Where is the Draco that walked all over me with his words, or his Big bad boy Slytherin attitude?

She didn't know the answer to these questions, only knew that she liked this Draco much better. She wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace.

"What are you doing Granger?"

He asked pushing her away from him. He had his eyebrows raised , as he read the confused look on her face.

"Draco..." She said softly, as she stared at him with her arms on her chest. She had reattached the buttons for her shirt mostly She said a spell as she flicked her wand at her neck and wrists and the bruises began to disappear as if they had never been there. But Draco knew they were there,knew the glamor she was using as he watched her. He for a moment just healed her broken nose and handed her his handkerchief and turned away.

Her soft voice saying his name melted him. His mind whirled with thoughts as she was so innocent and pure, that he couldn't help but look at her again.

Why do we have to be so different? Why does she have to be with Weaselbee? I cant go on like this , I swear it kills me inside each day to see her with another man.
I love her, that's why Draco because you love her. But she hates me, hates me for what I am and who I am. But it wasn't you Draco, it was your father the whole time telling you what too do. So he is dead now, your going do what he wants or what you want?

This voice of reason sounded to him strangely like his Mother's voice not his own as it spoke of his feelings for Hermione. Draco knew it was true, he was in love with her and he knew that he had nothing to keep from telling her or showing her except her happiness with Weasley.

He just didn't know what to do, he had never loved a woman before and never like he did Hermione. He loved his mother yes, but this was not the same thing. Draco felt tears fall down his face and he quickly tried to hide from Hermione in shame. The pain of his Mother's death and not being there to stop his Father from killing her and the grief over that finally came to a head and he let out all the pain he had kept bottled up inside him.

"Draco it's okay...really"

She placed a hand on his shoulder gently and knelt down beside him. She was being cautious that he might get angry at her comfort. But to her surprise he cried on her shoulder, and Hermione rubbed his back as he did so. After what seemed like hours Draco got up , Hermione following suit.

"This never happened understood?"

Draco said avoiding direct eye contact with her. She nodded in agreement , he then turned and walked away.

"Draco please..." she said in a smooth sweet voice, that Draco couldn't help but turn around and face her.

"What is it Granger" he asked impatiently , as Hermione stuttered on her words.What she was aboput to ask she knew could blow up in her face but he had in a sense saved her life as she knew that Blaise could have killed her and most likely would have afterwards.

"Well I was just wondering if we could be friends...if that's all right with you I mean."

He loved the thought of finally getting too know the real Hermione, He could finally take off his mask and be his true self. Draco knew the answer to her question but thought.
That's what I really want, My father isn't here no more to tell me what the fuck too do. What about Goyle, Grabbe, Pansy, and Blasie? Oh the hell with them, they aren't my true friends.

Just being her friend wasn't enough really, but he didn't want to press his luck so he would settle for her friendship, He gave her a warm smile .

"Friends we are then..." He said and his face turned red as he blushed.

"Draco..." Hermione started but draco cut her off in mid sentence

"I have too go, talk to you later Hermione,"

Without giving her time to reply, he took off running towards the dungeons where he knew of a secret passage. He knew he needed to calm down a bit and walking in the cold dungeon alone with his thoughts was what he really needed right then and there before he did something as insane as hex Blaise. He realized that Pansy had known Blaise was with Hermione as she had been the one to come and tell him that Blaise was in the Library looking for him.

Hermonie watched as he ran away, wondering what his hurry was. Her mind full of questions as she continued to stare where he had been standing moments before.
Was he really blushing? That's really something! But what on earth was he blushing about? And his smile is so wonderful, why haven't I noticed it before? Maybe because he has never really smiled before now, he usually just smirks or grins evilly.

Hermione was Distracted by her thoughts of Draco when Ron Came up Behind her, giving her a fright. She smacked at his chest.

"RONALD WEASELY! YOU COMPLETE PRAT!" She was no longer afraid but very angry.

"Oi, why in the bloody hell did you do that for?"

He asked rubbing his chest where she had just smacked her hands. She lowered her voice realizing that they were alone in the corridor leading towards the Great Hall.

"Because you scared the shit out of me that's why Ronald." Ron gave her a peck on the cheek and smiled.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean too honest..."

He lowered his head down to his chest, and Hermione pulled him in close for kiss. But when she got close to his mouth, she smelt something bad coming from Ron. She pulled away from him , and Ron gave her a confused look.

"What's the matter lovely?" He asked reaching out for her, but she angrily pulled back out of his reach. Even from here she could smell him, what was that awful stench coming from Ron?

"What is that smell Ron?"

"Guess I need a shower huh babe? I was out late riding my broom , getting some extra practice before tryouts tomorrow."

She didn't know if it was true or not but she started walking side by side with him anyways. She told him about what happened in the library, and when she got to the part about Draco rescuing her Ron's face flashed with jealousy.

"So Malfoy saved you did he? So what did he get in return from you?" She started laughing , but stopped when she saw the serious look on Ron's Face.

"What are you saying Ron that I fucked Draco because he saved me from Blaise raping me?" She glared angrily at Ron who's face suddenly softened.

"I was kidding Hermione, but you know...I could picture you on my broomstick right now."

He said in a teasing tone of voice, making Hermione uncomfortable as she got his double meaning.

Hermione wasn't in the mood for this right now. Before she could say anything however he grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her sweetly. Even though his kiss was gentle on her neck the glamor only hid the bruise on her neck and she winced a moment and bit her lip.

Ron caressed her cheek and leaned in and kissed her. At first she felt violated as she knew she had kissed now both Draco and Blaise and the later wasn't her choice but kissing Draco was. Her guilt melted away as she knew it hadb't meant anything to Draco but what she felt for him and that kiss was another story.

As the kiss grew more passionate, she started thinking of Draco again and their kiss. She started thinking that it was Draco not Ron who was kissing her senseless. But The spark ended when Ron had his hands roaming under her blouse. She pulled away, and looked up to see Ron's face red and full of anger.

"What the hell Hermione?"

"I'm not in the mood for this Ron!"

He smacked her face hard, leaving a red handprint on her cheek. It was the first time he had hit her and it came as a shock, she started crying.

"Why don't you cry to Malfoy you slut, surely you will shag him before me anyways!"

Then Ron was gone leaving Hermione crying on the stairs. She was sick and tired of Ron and his bullshit. Her mind whirled with thoughts and she mentally was berating herself.

Maybe this is my fault, maybe everything that's happened was my fault. She knew she had recently started to dress sexy, maybe she overdid it and that's when Blaise had to have me. Maybe that's why Ron slapped me because I should give him what he wants.. Is Blaise right am I a whore? And why don't I hate Malfoy anymore? I kissed him back and cheated on Ron, Blaise touched my breasts and was going to have me.. I'm a whore nothing but a worthless mud blood whore.

She thought about everything that had happened in the past hour , but after about ten minutes she walked up the stone staircase straight to the common room and fell to her knees.

(A/N-WELL A LOT HAS HAPPENED IN THIS CHAPTER HUH? I WARNED YOU IN CH.1 ABOUT THIS I REMEMBER TELLING YOU . BUT ATTEMPTED RAPE IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF THE HORRORS OF THIS FANFIC. SO JUST TO LET YOU KNOW AHEAD OF TIME...QUESTIONS? WILL HERMONIE REALIZE HOW MUCH OF AN IDOT RON REALLY IS? WILL WE FIND OUT WHO MY OC IS ANYTIME SOON??...READ AND REVIEW IF YOU PLZ J )