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Chapter Three: Finally

The next few days were some of the hardest of the Malfoy\'s lives. Each had to adjust in worlds where they weren\'t wanted. Millie wasn\'t wanted by her fellow Gryffindors. No one wanted to be friends with the daughter of a Death Eater that killed so many of their friends and family members. When she was in the common room, she was isolated. No one talked to her. No one wanted to talk to her. The only time she felt like she belonged was when she was in the library, surrounded by books that knew nothing of her parentage. She buried herself in them. If she did her best in school, then when she was older, no one would care about her father. They would look at her and see what she had done for herself. Maybe she would get a job at the Ministry. Maybe she would leave England and her parents forever. She didn\'t know, as long as she was known for her deeds, not her father\'s.

That\'s where Draco found her, beneath a pile of books in the Library. He watched her small face as she read intently about muggles and muggle artifacts. \"Hullo, Millie.\" When he got no response, he moved to get a better look at her. What he saw, shocked him to the core of his soul. There sat his sister, his pride and joy, with a huge black bruise on her cheek, reaching all the way to her pretty grey eyes. \"Who the hell did that to you?\" Draco bellowed, pulling Millie up by her arm, only to have her wince against his touch. Draco pulled up her sleeve to see another hand sized bruise on her upper arm. \"Merlin\'s Beard.\" he whispered, running his fingers gently over the bruise.

\"Draco, stop it!\" Millie hissed, pulling away from him and putting her sleve down. \"I fell. You know I bruise easy. I was walking down the stairs and...\"

\"And nothing!\" He hissed, his eyes boaring into her. \"You were never a good liar when it came to me, Milleficent. Tell me did did this to you. Now!\"

~~~~~

The Great Hall was filled with laughter as Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table at lunch. She was busy milling over her notes for Double Potions next class. She was going to show Snape this year, she thought as she quized herself again on the properties of wolfsbane. \"What are you doing, Hermione? You are supposed to eat at lunch, you know.\" Harry teased, sitting himself next to her. He kissed her cheek when she made a face. \"So, how was your summer? We haven\'t had a chance to talk yet.\"

Hermione frowned. \"I know. I have been so busy with classes and Head Girl duties. Malfoy is a terrible bore, you know.\" Hermione winked. \"Plus, Snape is being a bastard in class. I had to do a thirty parchment paper about the properties of mandrake because I helped Neville with his potion. Its a wonder that boy is even in the class.\" Hermione cast a glance at the teacher\'s table. She spied Snape. Was he looking at her? No, he was looking at the back of Harry\'s head. \"Harry, why is Snape looking at you?\"

Harry tried not to blush, but failed miserably. \"I don\'t know, Herm. Why does he do anything?\"

\"Harry James Potter! What aren\'t you telling me?\" She screeched, her notes forgotten.

\"Hermione, keep it down!\" Harry whispered, casting a glance around the table. \"Promise me that you will keep an open mind, Herm.\" he waited until she nodded before he continued. \"Well, I spent most of my summer at headquarters with Remus.\"

\"I know that!\" Hermione humped, impatient with him to get on with it.

Harry\'s blush seemed to intensify ten fold. \"Well, Severus was there too...\"

\"Severus?\" She whispered, then comprehension flashed over her face. \"Harry Potter, you dog! Do you think you could help me get a better grade in Potions with your new found... friendship?\"

Harry fingered his shirt. \"Hermione, we\'re not friends... we... we\'re together.\"

Hermione was shocked. \"Together? As in... together... together? As in..\"

\"As in we shag each other\'s brains out seven night a week? Yeah..\"

Hermione sat in silence for a few seconds. \"Why didn\'t you tell me? Ron and I are your best friends and you never told me you spent your summer shagging your professor?\"

\"Hermione, it\'s not that simple...\"

\"Yes it is, Harry! Ron and I tell you everything, and now to keep this from us..\"

\"Ron knew, Hermoine! I didn\'t want you to know because..\"

Tears began to gather in Hermione\'s eyes. \"Why? Because you didn\'t think that I would accept that fact that you\'re gay? Harry, I don\'t care about that. I care that you lied to me!\"

Harry reached out to touch her, but she shrank away from his touch. \"I didn\'t lie, Herms...\"

\"No, you just didn\'t think to tell me the truth!\" Hermione spat, getting up from the table.

Harry was about to open his mouth to argue, but the doors to The Great Hall burst open. All hell broke loose.

Ron walked in dragging a crying Ginny with Blaise Zabini in their wake. \"Let her go, Ron! You don\'t have any say in who she sees!\"

Ron fumed. \"I have every right! I\'m her sister, you Slytherin maggot!\"

\"Don\'t call him that!\" Ginny screeched, pulling herself away from Ron. \"You have no idea who he is, Ronald Weasley. I won\'t let you do this to me again!\"

\"I know who he is, Ginny! He\'s the son of a Death Eater! YOU are the Minister\'s daughter. You are supposed to set an example...\" Ron yelled, advancing toward Ginny.

\"What is going on here?\" Professor Snape interjected, pulling a fuming Ron away from Blaise and Ginny. He turned to Blaise. \"Talk.\"

Blaise pulled Ginny to his side. \"Professor, Ron is taking this out of proportion. I like his sister and..\"

Ron again tried to advance on Blaise, only to be stopped by Professor Snape. \"You dirty Slytherin..\"

\"Mr. Weasley! This might be a family squabble, but I will not let you disrespect my house. Fifty points from Gryffindor and you have detention tonight with me. GO BACK to your dormitory, Mr. Weasley!\"

\"NO!\"

The professor stilled at the word. \"Excuse me? What did you say?\" His tone was like ice, but his eyes betrayed a fire burning. \"I thought I told you to go back to your dormitory, Mr. Weasley.\"

Ron crossed his arms over his chest. \"You have no business here, Snape. This is a private FAMILY conversation. Not that you would understand the concept of family. I know you\'ve never had one yourself. Or did you find someone this summer, Snape?\"

Harry sprang into action, grabbing Ron by the arm. \"Ron, maybe you should go back and cool off. You aren\'t going to get your point across to Ginny if you are unreasonable.\" When Ron seemed to quiet down some, and everyone thought the show was over, Draco Malfoy entered the Great Hall with his bruised sister. \"What the bloody hell?\" Harry whispered, looking from Ron to Hermione.

\"Where is he?\" Draco roared, dragging his sister toward the Gryffindor table, unaware or uncaring of the other scene before him. When he found what he was looking for, a roar erupted from his chest. The hall watched as Draco lifted a third year out of his seat by his neck and pinned him to the wall. The child\'s legs dangled as he was hoisted eye level with Draco.

Hermione sprang into action beside Harry. \"Malfoy..\" she began, only to have Harry try to pull her back. \"Let me go, Harry. I have my own secrets too.\" she looked into Harry\'s eyes and saw the horror. \"I have to go help him.\"

\"Malfoy?\" Harry asked, his throat working. \"You and Malfoy?\"

Hermione smiled. \"I guess we all have our secrets, Harry.\"

Hermione was in ear shot when Draco pushed his face close to the struggling Gryffindor. \"Do you think you could put a hand on my sister and not have me to deal with? What made you THINK you could hit my sister? Did it make you feel good knowing she was so much smaller than you are? That she couldn\'t fight back? Well guess what? I fight back, so make it good..\" Draco had just finished telling the young boy when his knee came up and hit Draco in the groin. Draco stumbled back as the third year punched him. Draco could feel the blood in his mouth as he advanced on the boy and proceeded to kick the ever living shit out of the boy that hurt his sister. \"Do you like it now?\" he asked, punching the boy in the face. Draco could hear Millie\'s soft voice begging him to stop, but he was too far gone to care. Bloodlust blinded him to everything around him except for the third year\'s face. Suddenly, Draco felt himself flung on the boy and covered by a very female body.

\"Draco stop!\" Hermione\'s voice whispered, her hands coming up to his face. \"Do you really think this is helping?\" She whispered, helping him up. She glanced at the boy on the ground, struggling to sit up.

\"What the hell is going on?\" Snape roared, forgetting momentarily about Ginny and Ron.

By this time, Draco was standing, blood coming from his lip and nose with Hermione at his side. \"This BOY was beating on my sister, I just showed him there would be consequences.\"

Snape seemed to accept that as an answer and swiftly turned to Hermione. \"Ms. Granger go clean up Mr. Malfoy in your quarters. I\'ll see that the boy is sent to the hospital wing.\"

Hermione nodded and put her arm around Draco. He leaned on her thankfully, his lips grazing her hair. \"Hermione, you don\'t have to do this.\" He whispered, turning her face to him.

She smiled. \"I want to.\" She told him, turning away from her friends and walking with him.

Draco turned back to Blaise and Ginny. \"Ginny, I know you know some healing spells...\"

Ginny looked over at the bruises on Millie\'s face. \"We\'ll take care of her, Malfoy.\"

Draco nodded thankfully and turned his attention to Ron. \"Weasley, Blaise is a good guy. He won\'t hurt your sister.\"

Ron scoffed and scowled at Harry. \"Do something, Harry! She can\'t just leave with him!\"

\"Hermione, don\'t!\" Harry called.

Hermione looked and him and smiled. \"It\'s too late for that, Harry. I already have.\" She watched as his face turned pale and walkut out of the Great Hall holding Draco close to her.

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Hermione had brought Draco into her room and deftly removed his cloak and sweater. \"Does it hurt anywhere?\"

Draco sat on the bed and grimaced. \"Only my pride. What did he think he was doing?\"

Hermione sighed. \"I don\'t know, Draco.\"

Draco smiled. \"That\'s the first time I\'ve heard my name on your lips.\" He told her, getting up off the bed. \"Why the change of heart?\"

\"Maybe I\'m sick of being a member of the Golden Trio. Maybe I want something for myself... to do something for myself.\" Hermione whispered, taking off her cloak and sweater.

\"Is that what your little comment to Harry was about?\" He asked, coming closer to her. \"You want to rebel with me? Why me?\"

Hermione looked into his eyes and watched them darken. \"Why not you?\" she asked him boldly, closing the space between them. \"What\'s so wrong about you?\"

Draco looked deeply into her eyes. \"Do you have any idea what you are getting yourself into?

Hermione smiled. “Dance with me,” Hermione told him as she moved his hand to her waist and stepped closer to him. His other hand instinctively wrapped around her tiny waist to rest on the small of her back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and began to sway back and forth against his body. They danced like that to the sound of each other’s heartbeats for a few moments, before Hermione slowly moved her hands down his back pulling him close to her, and then sliding her hands under his shirt and up his back.

Draco looked down into her fascinating brown eagaiagain, and then leaned closer gently brushing his lips against hers as he lowered his hands to her hips. Draco deepened the kiss slowly sliding his tongue into her open mouth. He began to twirl his tongue around hers as he squeezed her breast and Hermione returned his kiss passionately.

When they finally broke apart, Draco heaved a sigh, “ I\'m not a good man, Hermione. There\'s no turning back after this.”

“Draco..” Hermione smiled, taking his hand and placing it on top of her breast, “I want you.” she leaned forward and kissed him with all the passion she could, to show him exactly how much she wanted him.

Draco returned her kiss, allowing himself to feel the rage turning into desire. He began to caress her breast and to enjoy the feel of her body through her clothing.

Hermione trailed kisses down his chin paying extra attention to his cleft before continuing downward to his neck. Draco closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her beautifully swollen soft lips as they gently brushed over his skin. He felt a shiver run up and down his spine and a soft groan escaped his lips. She rubbed her hands over the material of his shirt, running her hands over his chest.

Draco could not hold back anymore, he lowered his hands down to the hem of her skirt. pulling it down her legs,he worked on the buttons of her shirt. When he finaly rid her of the garment, he slid his hand underneath the thin material of her bra to feel the soft skin of her breast. He could feel her nipple stiffen beneath his touch. He slid his thumb back and forth over the swollen tip and smiled when she released her own contented sigh.

Before he had even realized what had happened, Hermione had slid the now unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders. Draco let go of her breast and let the shirt slide down his arms into a pile on the floor. Without warning, Hermione pushed Draco backward causing him to fall onto the large bed, with its silky smooth red sheets. Draco looked at her with wide eyes as she reached behind her, undid the clasp of her bra, and slid the material off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor near Draco’s shirt. Hermione smiled down at him, as she began to rub her hands over his bare chest. Draco was enthralled by the way her movements caused her full breasts to sway above him. He licked his lips and flipped them over so that he was now on top of her. Without hesitation, he reached out to cup her breast in his left hand while, he leaned forward, and took the other one into his mouth. He twirled his tongue around her nipple and then sucked the throbbing rose-tipped nipple into his mouth, causing her to gasp.

While he sucked on her breast, alternating between kneading and caressing her other breast. Slowly he slid his right hand down to her hip and beneath her underwear. He shifted his hand to the tangle of hair that he felt at the juncture between her thighs and began to gently rub his fingers back and forth.

“Oh…” Hermione gasped as she instinctively arched her hips closer to his hand.

Draco smiled, “You like that don’t you?” he asked after releasing her breast from his mouth. Unable to find her voice to answer him, she nodded her head. With her nod, he slid further down the bed. Using his right hand, he slid her underwear down her legs and tossed them onto the pile of clothes that littered the floor.

Draco licked his lips and pushed her legs apart to obtain better access to her center. He lowered his head between her legs and began to place gentle tentative kisses on her most sensitive of places. When he heard her sharp intake of breath, he plunged his tongue inside of her, and began to slide it in and out of her center. Hermione began to squirm beneath him, as he brought his hand up and started to rub her lips in a circular motion with his thumb. “Oh… Draco..” she squealed at the new sensations that he caused her to feel.

Draco suddenly moved away from her, stood up, and began to pull off his pants, freeing an erection that begged for release. He could sense that Hermione was ready and he was unwilling to wait any longer.

Taking off his pants and shoes, he kicked them into the pile with the rest of the discarded clothing. He climbed onto the bed and leaned over the top of Hermione readying himself to enter her, when she took him by surprise flipping him over onto his back, so that she was on top of him.

Before he had a chance to react she had moved down the bed just as he had moments ago, and wrapped her hand around his length. Draco lifted his head to watch as she slowly began to slide her hand up and down his penis. He let out a sigh at the feeling of her smooth skin on his erection. Hermione lowered her head and took his throbbing erection into her mouth and began to alternate between sucking the tip, and sliding it in and out of her mouth. “Hermione…” he gasped. He closed his eyes, reveling in the feel of her mouth devouring his penis. “Oh… Hermione that’s so good,” he breathed heavily, as she brought him close to release and then abruptly stopped, leaving him panting and wanting more.

Hermione smiled, and moved forward positioning herself over top of him. She let his erection gently rub against her lips and smiled when he closed his eyes. For a moment, she rocked back and forth letting his penis rub the outside of her entrance. She was about to take him inside of her, when Draco asked her, “Have you done this before?”

In reply, Hermione teased him at first, only taking the tip in before she thrust forward, taking him deep inside of her. Draco threw his head back and gasped again as he penetrated her tight, wet entrance. “Yes..\" she told him, as she began to thrust her hips back and forth almost pulling him out of her and then thrusting back in.

In response, Draco arched forward to meet her thrust, and they soon developed a frenzied rhythm. Draco’s heart pounded and he was sure that Hermione could hear it. His breaths came in agonized gasps as air was forced through his lungs. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead as an electrifying chill coursed through his body, heightening the pleasure that she was bringing him. “You’re so beautiful,” he said between breaths. He watched, again fascinated by the way her breasts bounced as she rode him. His hands seemed to take on a mind of their own and before he realized it, he was caressing and kneading her breasts.

Draco had never felt this much pleasure with anyone and knew that he would never forget this moment, as his release began to build. He knew he could not last much longer. He plunged his erection deep inside of her two more times before he lost control and exploded with the most electrifying release of his life. Seconds after his release Hermione climaxed screaming out his name.

Hermione collapsed on top of Draco, her hair covering scattering across her pillows. She just had mindblowing sex with Draco Malfoy! She giggled to herself as she felt his arms around her. \"What so funny, Granger?\" Draco asked, turning them over so he was on top.

\"Granger again? I thought we were passed all that.\" she teased, grazing her lips over his.

They shared deep seaching kisses before Draco ripped his mouth from hers. \"Oh, we\'ll get passed it after this.\"

Hermione\'s eyes twinkled. \"After what?\"

Draco looked down at her flushed face filled with lust. He couldn\'t believe that she was finally his. \"This.\" he whispered, pushing himself inside her.

Hermione\'s eyes drifted shut. \"Oh..\" she whispered, pushing her hips up to meet the down thrust of his. \"That.\"