Project: Humiliation of Hermione

Title: Project: Humiliation of Hermione

Author: Anah Rose

Co Author: Carhuine Malthenel

Beta: None, but looking. Any takers please e-mail. I am very bad with punctuation.

Pairing(s): Luc/Dra, Har/Dra, Her/Dra, Har/Ron, Her/Ron, Her/Luc

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Mr. Malfoy decides to teach his arrogant son a lesson after he dared question his father's beliefs in his following of the
Dark Lord. His goal; To make him date, sleep with, wine, dine, and woo, and eventually totally humiliate a mudblood, Hermione to be exact. Before the end of the school year, and just for fun, She gets to come to Malfoy Manor for Christmas.

Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling. I do not own any of these characters.

Warning: Strong sexual content, Malfoycest.

Author's Note: Feed Back is Always Good, Flames even better, they help to keep our hands warm


Chapter Three: Damned to that Grainger Girl

"I love you to my precious Draconis.. now you can have your dreams for Daddy has broken you but from now on I am sir in public, no longer Daddy and when you are within this house and away from your mother I am to be called Master."

"I can't call you Father either?" Draco asked pouting. He loved calling his daddy father, it sound so grown up.

uppouppose you can. When you are good of course." Lucius pulled from his son and charmed them clean.

Draco pouted because he was almost never good. Good was boring. good was potter and weasel. Grumbling to himself he got up and reached for his clothes.

Lucius sneered as he watched him, "Yes. You may call me Father in public.

Draco smiled as he carefully pulled on his clothes as to much moving caused his backside agony. "What do we have to get for school thisr far father?" he asked trying to remember what they'd been talking about before all..this.

Lucius spoke in that callous tone, "Oh yes. School. We must get all your books and supplies. A good visit to Diagon Alley as always my love."

"Visiting Diagon Alley is never good. Now Knockturn Alley...now that’s exciting." Draco sat careful and faced his father a bit sad to be dressed again. "With my luck we'll run into that awful family that dares to call themselfs pureblood. and St Potter hero of Hogwarts." he growled.

"We must deal with them all, we are the best of the best darling not even other best pureblood are as good as we are."

Draco beamed. "True. But how do you work with him? I think I’d go mad!" Draco scooped up his forgotten drink and he sipped at it delicately.

"I barely do darling. Barely, barely do. You must make do in order to survive for his return."

At that Dracomacemaced again. "Can I ask you something that’s always nagged at me?" he licked the rim of his glass.

"What’s that Draco?" Lucius then offered a soft smile as he rest back in his chair once more, fully clothed. And looking as pristine as always."

"Why do you follow him? He talks a good game, no muggles or mudbloods in our scociety, but isn't he a hypocrite? he himself is a half blood. How can you willingly follow a mudblood?" Draco put the empty glass on the desk and wiggled around to get more comfortable.

"Because he still accomplished more and he hated being a mudblood. He worked to purify it all. I like his beliefs and they were around before him back to Salazar.."

"I thought you said oa mua mud blood always a mud blood. There is no redeeming one's self."

"Draco do not bother me with these questions. All mud bloods should die except the exalted one."

Draco stood and headed for the door. "So if you have power and money then blood doesn’t matter. No matter what you taught me," he snapped as he exited the room and slammed the door shut. He wentsideside into the gardens and sat by a fountain knowing his father would come and make him pay for his impertinent tongue.

He watched Draco leave and sat there a long while before following his son, smacking him up the backside of his head, "Impudent brat."

"It's true." he said as he rubbed the back of his head. "No matter what you teach me all I have to do is become powerful and rich and the rest won't matter. If those Weaslys became wealthy then that fact that they love muggles would become a backseat to the fact that they have money."

"That is not true. For muggles are still the lowest of all. I should curse you to Grainger for that one."

"You won't. You won't accept a mud blood grandson. You could stick me with Millicent Bulstrode if you want to condemn me to hell. Or Pansy. Wait you already are by making me marry a disgusting cow disguised as a woman. How am I to go from that..." he gestured to himself and his father "To a vapid woman who couldn't please me if she sold her soul."

"For that you are damned to Grainger. You will be in my study in an hour do you hear me?"

Draco's head whipped around as he stared at his father in horror. With a strangled cry he tossed himself at his father's feet. "Please Master not her please. I'm sorry! Please father I’m sorry!" he wrapped his arms around his fathers legs and held on terrified that his father would make him marry Granger.

"You heard me. For now it is Grainger and only Grainger. Not even Blaise."

“No please father please. Forgive me! I’ll do anything!” he begged.

He shook free of his son as he went back inside to leave Draco to his fears.

Draco sobbed quietly as he watched his father go. For an hour all Draco did was sit in his room terrified that his father would him him marry Granger. Lucius could be that petty at times. he knew he could sleep with a woman but a muggle witch? Oh he couldn’t do it. After the appointed hour he slogged down the hall toward Lucius’s study. His hair was mussed and he wore no shoes or socks. He knocked lightly on the door fear filling him.

"Enter now."

Draco pushed the door open and slid inside staring at the floor not talking

"Sit." It was short as he glared at his son.

Draco sat. he knew not to push his father when he was already mad.

"Will you make this hard on yourself or will you do it willingly? We go to Diagon Alley this afternoon, we shall stay in London the night. As the Graingers will be doing I am sure. You will have to find this out. When you are nice to her this afternoon. You will help her with her supplies. Her packages. You will even compliment that frizzy mass she call's hair. Do you understand me. If that Krump boy can do it most certainly my own SON can do it. Is this understood?"

Draco nodded but he was already plotting on how to get out of this an had had a fine idea. “Yes sir.” he said in monotone not looking at his father.

"I have the curse if you do not and I am not stupid." He pointed to the door and it opened with an elf standing there. Prepared to follow Draco by all means necessary.

“Yes sir.” he stood and stormed from the room. He would floo away from here or walk. His father didn’t love him if this was to be his fate. He threw several robes and books into a satchel and grabbed his broom. He went outside and looked around for the last time.

"Master be sayin you must not be leavin Master draco sir.." The elf looked up at him as Lucius's window opened down upon where draco stood. "Draco. What did daddy tell you? I am no fool and in record time did you chicken out a REAL Pureblood and a REAL Malfoy would do this, early to prove what he would do to gain whatneedneeded in life. You must learn to associate with them if not to get past them and learn that you can most defiantly separate yourself from them while even being amongst them and their stench."

“I will do it but I don’t have to like it or live here.” he snapped as he blinked back a few tears. ‘If you loved me like you said then you wouldn’t make me do this! SO you don’t love me at all!” he spat as he put his things down and mounted his broom. Hisentiention was to go to Severus but he found he couldn’t leave just yet.

Lucius held up his wand, brow arched as always when most amused as was that lingering corner of his mouth. His son was just about on the verge of something he would not like and Lucius gave him one last warning look.

For a second Draco wondered if his father would use Imperius or Crucio. He figured it wasn’t worth it so he dismounted his room and apparated to his room and he locked the door. He picked up a book on Dark Curses. Maybe there was on ein here that would help him.

Lucius chuckled, the boy was smarter the lhe looked today and he sat back down at his desk until it was time to go and the elves had the boy packed and his things ready. "DRACONIS! IT IS TIME!"

Draco pulled on his school robes, righted his hair and slid on a pair of shoes. “Yes Master.” he said dully. He would do this but he didn’t have to act like he liked it

"Draco." Lucius cupped his boys jaw in that gloved hand and pulling his face upward to look at him he brought his mouth down upon his roughly, taking what was his as he released Draco with a smile as he and the elves moved toward the 'car' that waited. "There's more of that ever time you have to deal with her you will receive Serevus or I."

“Huh?” Draco asked confused by the shift in his father. “So I have to spend the day with Granger as a punishment. Yo aren’t going to make me marry her are you?” he asked fearful att he thought of being stuck with her for the rest of his life. “She has a boyfriend. That Ron Weasly.”