The Most Dangerous Thing a Slytherin Could Do
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King Cobra
I'm just gonna keep going. Why stop the flow? Lol. Well here we go. I'm glad you guys liked the hot and steamy Draco and Hermione. I know that margaritama liked it....lol
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Chapter 21-King Cobra
Crinitus walked Hermione through the halls of Malfoy Manor, passing the gossiping paintings of the prior Malfoys and Blacks. She couldn't make out what they were saying, not that she wanted to know anyway. Probably about the tainted blood that still walked the very halls they reside for all entirety.
"Why are you nervous Ms. Granger?" squeaked Crinitus. She was startled by his high pitched voice, Hermione stumbled on air. He quickly caught her before her face met the marble flooring. "You must be more careful Miss. I don't know what Master Malfoy what do if he found you injured." Softly smiling at the small creature before she thanked him and brushed her self of imaginary dust.
"I'm sorry Crinitus. I'm usually never this nervous. I feel like a first year." Hermione admitted with a small voice.
"Worry not Miss. If you ever need anything, Crinitus will take care of you! What ever you ask!" He bowed low, showing his loyalty to the young witch.
"Thank you." Smiling broadly, she followed the small elf to the Pearl Room, where she would see the man that just a few hours ago, had her moaning in sheer pleasure. And his mother. Hermione could feel the color drain from her face, the thoughts of what would happen running through her head. She waited for Crinitus to open the french doors, squinting when bright blues and greens caught her line of vision. For something named the Pearl room it made no sense to her as to why it was filled with blue and green shades. Tastefully crammed with wood furniture, Hermione saw Draco and his mother sitting at the dining table, laughing at who knows what.
"Master Malfoy, Lady Malfoy, Ms. Granger."
Turning his head from his mother's attention, Draco saw Hermione standing by the entrance, dressed in the dress he picked for her this morning. Smiling at the way it hug her breasts, the very ones he suckled from this earlier, down to her trimmed waist, and flared out to just above her knee. Standing, he sauntered over to her, kissing her lightly on the cheek, and pulled her over to a chair by his mother.
"Oh Hermione dear! You look lovely!" cried Narcissa seeing Hermione blushing at her son's gesture. "I know you should have slept in due to last nights party, but Draco and I had many things to discuss. Isn't that right Draco?"
"Yes, mother. Let Hermione eat before you load her with information please." Passing Hermione a plate of fruits and other delicious smelling food, watching her blush when he "accidentally" brushed his hand across
hers.
"Right, well son we don't have the time today. I must see you off to Professor Snape before noon." Pouring a small cup of tea for herself and Hermione, she took a sip, and swallowed the warm liquid before continuing.
"Hermione, you know that Draco's father, is no longer the living, yes?"
"Yes, I'm deeply sorry for your lost. But, I believe we went over this the first time we had lunch." stated the younger witch. Pushing away her plate, not feeling her appetite. "But go on."
"As I was saying. The party last night was not only for Draco's birthday, but his place here at Malfoy Manor. I explained a little last night correct?" Waiting for the girl to nod, Narcissa looked between the way Draco's eyes glazed on to Hermione, never leaving her face. A small smirk played his lips, seeing this made her smirk herself. "He is now, Lord Malfoy of the Manor."
Hermione looked to Draco with surprise, almost asking if this was true. Watching him nod his head, she smiled at him. "Congratulations Draco. I had no idea." He tipped his chin in her direction before looking to his mother to continue.
"Yes, well now since that Draco is Lord Malfoy, I must step down."
"I don't understand." said Hermione.
"What my mother is trying to say is that, its improper for her to be Lady of the Manor with me, her son as Lord. Even though our old wizarding ways have the young become Lords and Lady's, they were smart enough not to make it seem like incest was going on. So any relative still alive during the time that a new Lord or Lady is announced, they must step down from their reign. Also, when a new Lord or Lady is announced, they must find a spouse. This ensures that the power isn't centered on one being. The other catch is that the new Lord or Lady cannot choose their intended. The parents do. Its a weird last of right with power thing. The new power really has no say on whom they marry." Sipping his tea, he watched Hermione reel in the new information.
"Are you leaving Narcissa?"
"Heavens no! I may not be Lady Malfoy anymore, but I couldn't leave my home. Plus, Draco's going to need my help 'training' the new Lady Malfoy when he grows the balls to get her." Smiled the elder witch. She hoped that Hermione would get the clue. She wasn't the smartest witch of their age for nothing. Narcissa watched carefully as Hermione sipped her tea, holding the saucer in her left hand, and tea cup in the right. One step she didn't have to teach. But, from all of the lunches and other outings with the younger witch, she really didn't need to teach her much. Smiling warmly at her son when their eyes locked, she gave him a little wink for him to continue.
"What do you think Hermione?" Asked Draco, also watching the Gryffindor sip her morning tea with care. She wasn't being a nervous careful, it was more of a practiced and eased care she took when drinking tea. Little did she know that being a Malfoy entitled her to a lot of teas with other wealthy witches and wizards.
"That seems like a lot of pressure on you and Narcissa. You now aren't only Head Boy, your Lord Malfoy. And, you have to find a lass to marry!" Putting her teacup back in its saucer, she smiled at him. "Someone is going to be very busy this year." Hermione mocked.
"Oh, he's been training if you will to be Lord Malfoy since he was a wee lad. As for Head Boy, well the year is almost over. And as for the girl, I'm sure he is all set there as too." Grinned Narcissa.
"Really? Pansy is it?"
"No."
"Millicent?"
"No."
"Patil twin?"
"No."
"Surely not Gin-"
"Bloody hell! No!"
"Well then who! I can't think of anymore pureblooded witches at our school. Or is she from another school?"
"For the love of Merlins balls! Its you Hermione!" Cried Draco, fed up with her trying to guess who would be the next Malfoy.
"Pardon? Me? Draco I'm not a pureblood. I'm a muggle born." said a confused Hermione, looking back and forth between him and his mother, trying to figure out what was going on infront of her.
"Draco. No need to yell at the poor girl. Hermione dear. We never said she had to be pureblooded." Nacrissa smiled cooly.
Processing what she was just told, the wheels in her head churned and clank together trying to figure out the riddle.
"So let me get this straight. Draco is now Lord. That I got. He has to get married?"
"Yes." they answered in unison.
"To someone one the Lord or Lady stepping down from power, chooses?"
"Correct."
"And you pick me? Out of thousands and thousands of witches with wealthy pure blood families and blood lines dating back to the creation of man kind?"
"Bloody hell yes!"
"Draco!"
"What !? Hermione, my mother wants you to be my wife. To be her successor. To be Lady Hermione Malfoy of Malfoy Manor." Draco cried stepping up to Hermione and crouching down onto the floor. Eye level with her, he smiled warmly at her. " Hermione, I know I've been the worst bloke ever in the past. But isn't that what the present and future is for? Haven't we had fun together since the end of the war? Since the end of predijuce remarkes?"
"Ye..Yes." she stammered. 'What is going on? Why, why is he down there?'
"Wouldn't you agree that we are quite amazing together? We match each other equally?"
"Yes, but I-"
"I couldn't be more please than I am now when my mother announced that she found you to be more than perfect for her only son. Me. So, I'm going to ask this and I want an answer either now, or when we get back to school. Hermione-" pulling out a box from his pants pocket, Draco looked up at Hermione like she was the only one in the room. Opening the box, cushioned on white velvet, sat the most beautiful ring Hermione had ever seen. It was 5.11 carat natural green diamond ring with blaze and pave mounting. Clear diamonds touched the green diamond in the center and wrapped around the silver gold band.
"Would you give me the honor to call you Mrs. Hermione Malfoy, Lady of Malfoy Manor, mother to any future children. My mother's successor, and the witch of my life for all enterity?"
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OOOO got em!! Lol so hows that for a cliffy? Let me know =) Here's the ring!
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Enjoy my pretties!
MMK
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Chapter 21-King Cobra
Crinitus walked Hermione through the halls of Malfoy Manor, passing the gossiping paintings of the prior Malfoys and Blacks. She couldn't make out what they were saying, not that she wanted to know anyway. Probably about the tainted blood that still walked the very halls they reside for all entirety.
"Why are you nervous Ms. Granger?" squeaked Crinitus. She was startled by his high pitched voice, Hermione stumbled on air. He quickly caught her before her face met the marble flooring. "You must be more careful Miss. I don't know what Master Malfoy what do if he found you injured." Softly smiling at the small creature before she thanked him and brushed her self of imaginary dust.
"I'm sorry Crinitus. I'm usually never this nervous. I feel like a first year." Hermione admitted with a small voice.
"Worry not Miss. If you ever need anything, Crinitus will take care of you! What ever you ask!" He bowed low, showing his loyalty to the young witch.
"Thank you." Smiling broadly, she followed the small elf to the Pearl Room, where she would see the man that just a few hours ago, had her moaning in sheer pleasure. And his mother. Hermione could feel the color drain from her face, the thoughts of what would happen running through her head. She waited for Crinitus to open the french doors, squinting when bright blues and greens caught her line of vision. For something named the Pearl room it made no sense to her as to why it was filled with blue and green shades. Tastefully crammed with wood furniture, Hermione saw Draco and his mother sitting at the dining table, laughing at who knows what.
"Master Malfoy, Lady Malfoy, Ms. Granger."
Turning his head from his mother's attention, Draco saw Hermione standing by the entrance, dressed in the dress he picked for her this morning. Smiling at the way it hug her breasts, the very ones he suckled from this earlier, down to her trimmed waist, and flared out to just above her knee. Standing, he sauntered over to her, kissing her lightly on the cheek, and pulled her over to a chair by his mother.
"Oh Hermione dear! You look lovely!" cried Narcissa seeing Hermione blushing at her son's gesture. "I know you should have slept in due to last nights party, but Draco and I had many things to discuss. Isn't that right Draco?"
"Yes, mother. Let Hermione eat before you load her with information please." Passing Hermione a plate of fruits and other delicious smelling food, watching her blush when he "accidentally" brushed his hand across
hers.
"Right, well son we don't have the time today. I must see you off to Professor Snape before noon." Pouring a small cup of tea for herself and Hermione, she took a sip, and swallowed the warm liquid before continuing.
"Hermione, you know that Draco's father, is no longer the living, yes?"
"Yes, I'm deeply sorry for your lost. But, I believe we went over this the first time we had lunch." stated the younger witch. Pushing away her plate, not feeling her appetite. "But go on."
"As I was saying. The party last night was not only for Draco's birthday, but his place here at Malfoy Manor. I explained a little last night correct?" Waiting for the girl to nod, Narcissa looked between the way Draco's eyes glazed on to Hermione, never leaving her face. A small smirk played his lips, seeing this made her smirk herself. "He is now, Lord Malfoy of the Manor."
Hermione looked to Draco with surprise, almost asking if this was true. Watching him nod his head, she smiled at him. "Congratulations Draco. I had no idea." He tipped his chin in her direction before looking to his mother to continue.
"Yes, well now since that Draco is Lord Malfoy, I must step down."
"I don't understand." said Hermione.
"What my mother is trying to say is that, its improper for her to be Lady of the Manor with me, her son as Lord. Even though our old wizarding ways have the young become Lords and Lady's, they were smart enough not to make it seem like incest was going on. So any relative still alive during the time that a new Lord or Lady is announced, they must step down from their reign. Also, when a new Lord or Lady is announced, they must find a spouse. This ensures that the power isn't centered on one being. The other catch is that the new Lord or Lady cannot choose their intended. The parents do. Its a weird last of right with power thing. The new power really has no say on whom they marry." Sipping his tea, he watched Hermione reel in the new information.
"Are you leaving Narcissa?"
"Heavens no! I may not be Lady Malfoy anymore, but I couldn't leave my home. Plus, Draco's going to need my help 'training' the new Lady Malfoy when he grows the balls to get her." Smiled the elder witch. She hoped that Hermione would get the clue. She wasn't the smartest witch of their age for nothing. Narcissa watched carefully as Hermione sipped her tea, holding the saucer in her left hand, and tea cup in the right. One step she didn't have to teach. But, from all of the lunches and other outings with the younger witch, she really didn't need to teach her much. Smiling warmly at her son when their eyes locked, she gave him a little wink for him to continue.
"What do you think Hermione?" Asked Draco, also watching the Gryffindor sip her morning tea with care. She wasn't being a nervous careful, it was more of a practiced and eased care she took when drinking tea. Little did she know that being a Malfoy entitled her to a lot of teas with other wealthy witches and wizards.
"That seems like a lot of pressure on you and Narcissa. You now aren't only Head Boy, your Lord Malfoy. And, you have to find a lass to marry!" Putting her teacup back in its saucer, she smiled at him. "Someone is going to be very busy this year." Hermione mocked.
"Oh, he's been training if you will to be Lord Malfoy since he was a wee lad. As for Head Boy, well the year is almost over. And as for the girl, I'm sure he is all set there as too." Grinned Narcissa.
"Really? Pansy is it?"
"No."
"Millicent?"
"No."
"Patil twin?"
"No."
"Surely not Gin-"
"Bloody hell! No!"
"Well then who! I can't think of anymore pureblooded witches at our school. Or is she from another school?"
"For the love of Merlins balls! Its you Hermione!" Cried Draco, fed up with her trying to guess who would be the next Malfoy.
"Pardon? Me? Draco I'm not a pureblood. I'm a muggle born." said a confused Hermione, looking back and forth between him and his mother, trying to figure out what was going on infront of her.
"Draco. No need to yell at the poor girl. Hermione dear. We never said she had to be pureblooded." Nacrissa smiled cooly.
Processing what she was just told, the wheels in her head churned and clank together trying to figure out the riddle.
"So let me get this straight. Draco is now Lord. That I got. He has to get married?"
"Yes." they answered in unison.
"To someone one the Lord or Lady stepping down from power, chooses?"
"Correct."
"And you pick me? Out of thousands and thousands of witches with wealthy pure blood families and blood lines dating back to the creation of man kind?"
"Bloody hell yes!"
"Draco!"
"What !? Hermione, my mother wants you to be my wife. To be her successor. To be Lady Hermione Malfoy of Malfoy Manor." Draco cried stepping up to Hermione and crouching down onto the floor. Eye level with her, he smiled warmly at her. " Hermione, I know I've been the worst bloke ever in the past. But isn't that what the present and future is for? Haven't we had fun together since the end of the war? Since the end of predijuce remarkes?"
"Ye..Yes." she stammered. 'What is going on? Why, why is he down there?'
"Wouldn't you agree that we are quite amazing together? We match each other equally?"
"Yes, but I-"
"I couldn't be more please than I am now when my mother announced that she found you to be more than perfect for her only son. Me. So, I'm going to ask this and I want an answer either now, or when we get back to school. Hermione-" pulling out a box from his pants pocket, Draco looked up at Hermione like she was the only one in the room. Opening the box, cushioned on white velvet, sat the most beautiful ring Hermione had ever seen. It was 5.11 carat natural green diamond ring with blaze and pave mounting. Clear diamonds touched the green diamond in the center and wrapped around the silver gold band.
"Would you give me the honor to call you Mrs. Hermione Malfoy, Lady of Malfoy Manor, mother to any future children. My mother's successor, and the witch of my life for all enterity?"
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OOOO got em!! Lol so hows that for a cliffy? Let me know =) Here's the ring!
http://www.bezambar.com/showimage/5373/700/568
Enjoy my pretties!
MMK