The taming of the Lion

A/N This is sort of long, and it took me a while to get all the details that I wanted, but here it is. Same warnings apply, contains a punishment spanking. I really want Draco and Hermione to explore the sensual side of this sort of relationship, but they had to go through this first to set boundaries. Please review and let me know if you like it!!!


**End Flashback**

Harry looked and Blaise and found himself wondering why they turned down Draco’s offer in the first place. Blaise was ready to start that day, but Harry had reservations. He had tried talking to Hermione about her attitude after that, hoping to fix the problem himself, but he just couldn’t. Both men looked up suddenly as a clap of thunder rang outside.
“It’s really getting nasty out” Blaise commented.
Before Harry could reply, Hermione came strolling past.
“I’m going for a walk boys, see you later” she said, not stopping until Harry grabbed her arm.
“Not alone, not in this weather” Harry said shortly.
“You CANNOT control me Harry, remember, without me,”
“Yeah, I know Hermione, I wouldn’t be alive” Harry cut off. “Now it is time for me to do something nice for you. I’m saving you from the storm. Now please just stay in here and talk to us” Harry pleaded.
“Not likely” said Hermione. She was smart however and realized that she couldn’t overpower Harry, let alone Blaise who was glaring dangerously at her from across the room. With a scalding look, she ran back up the stairs. Right as Harry turned around to say something to Blaise, they jumped at the sound of broken glass. The boys ran up the stairs as quickly as possible, almost knocking each other down in the process. Blaise ran to Hermione’s room to make sure she was okay, while Harry whipped out his wand and scanned his room which now housed a very broken window. Blaise quickly appeared in the doorway.

“She’s gone. How did she get down? Surely she didn’t jump?” Blaise wondered.
“Oh no! My firebolt is missing!” Harry exclaimed. “Hermione isn’t a very good flier and that broom is too much for her!”
With that, Harry went racing out of the room. Moments later he returned, followed closely by Draco who was carrying his broom.
“I’ll get her Potter, but you have to swear that when I get back, this ends. Deal?”
“Yes Draco, it’s time” Harry reluctantly agreed.
“Do me a favor, both of you. While I am gone, take all your memories of Hermione acting badly toward you and place them in the Pensive. Trust me on this; she has to realize what she had been doing wrong”. And with that, Draco kicked off and flew into the stormy night.

Hermione clutched to the broom with every last bit of strength that she had. She cursed herself for getting into this predicament. All she wanted to do was get on the broom and glide to the ground, but unfortunately it wasn’t that easy. She was easily one hundred feet in the air and didn’t have the slightest clue how to get down. She was wet, cold, and some of that lightning was dangerously close.
“I will not cry” she thought, “I’m stronger than that! Get a grip, girl” and with that she almost lost her grip in the broom. Then quick as a flash, a figure was circling her. It was such a whirlwind that she couldn’t tell who it was. Suddenly, just as she was about to fall, strong arms circled her and she was jerked suddenly onto the broom of a very angry Draco Malfoy. With seeker reflexes, he grabbed Harry’s broom before it plummeted to the ground. Hermione turned to Draco with a surprisingly indignant look on her face, but he cut her off before she could even start.
“Don’t even think about it, Princess. If you know what’s good for you, just keep quiet” he hissed into her ear.
She didn’t protest and they rode in silence back to the flat. In short time, they found their way back and glided in Harry’s bedroom through the broken window. Draco wasted no time in grabbing Hermione by the arm and guiding her into her bedroom. As requested the Pensive was in the corner swirling with memories. Quick as a flash, Draco snatched Hermione’s wand from her pocket.
“Just sit in here and think for the night, I’ll be back in the morning” Draco instructed calmly.

With that he walked out of the door and put up wards to keep her in.

Harry and Blaise were waiting impatiently in the living room.
“She’s here and she’s safe…for the time being” Draco stated. “I left the Pensive in the corner, and knowing our little know-it-all, she probably has already dived in. I’ll be back in the morning; she’s been locked in her room. Do not free her and do not attempt to contact her. Once I am back in the morning, send word to Ginny Weasley to come over sometime around mid-afternoon. Hermione is going to need a friend that understands what she is going through. Any questions?”

Harry and Blaise shook there heads and without further ado, Draco left for his Manor.
Meanwhile, just as Draco had suspected, within two minutes of being in her room Hermione dove into the Pensive. For hours she watched in horror as she witnessed herself be such a horrible person to the two people in the world that she cared the most about. She listened to Harry and Blaise talk about her and realized how annoyed they were and how close she had become a couple of times to being kicked out of the flat. Around four in the morning, she final tumbled out of the memories and fell into the arms of Draco. He had returned early, knowing that she would need comfort. Hermione looked up at Draco frightfully, wondering what he was doing there.
“All in good time, luv. For now, get some rest”. With that he led her to her bed and watched her fall asleep.
Draco left the room, replaced the wards and headed to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee and finalize his plans for Hermione. After a few hours, Harry came stumbling in. Draco held out a cup of coffee without looking up from the notepad he was writing on.

“Draco, I am worried about this punishment. I don’t want to watch, but I want to make sure you don’t go overboard.” Harry said hesitantly.
Draco held up a slender finger, finished what he was writing and slid the notepad across the table for Harry.
“This is Hermione’s punishment plan. She might get less than what is outlined, but you have my word that she won’t get more” Draco stated. “What do you think?”
Harry carefully contemplated the plan; it was obvious that Draco had thought about this quite a bit.
“Honestly Draco, I sort of expected it to be harsher than this.”
“For her first session, it isn’t about the number of strokes or how hard they are. It is about her admitting that she needs it and will willingly accept it. There is so much humiliation involved while she realizes that she put herself in this predicament that there is not need for excessive pain” Draco explained.

Suddenly Draco grinned evilly. “So you and Blaise have been hurt by her quite a few times. Tell me, when she’s getting her paddling, would you like the silencing charms up or down?”
“Leave ‘em down” Harry replied with no hesitation. “And I’m sure Blaise will feel the same way”.
“I think our little princess is stirring” Draco commented. “I guess it’s time for me to go to work”. Without any delay, Draco bounded up the steps and entered Hermione’s room.

Sure enough, the lioness was stirring in her sleep, a sure sign that she would awaken in a few minutes. Draco planted himself on the edge of the bed and braced himself for what was to come.

Hermione was half awake contemplating the strange dreams she had that night. Something about stealing Harry’s broom, a pensive and Draco Malfoy. She couldn’t figure which of those three things were the most ridiculous. As she started thinking more clearly, she became aware that she wasn’t the only person in her room. She opened one eye and saw Malfoy looking at her. She jumped up suddenly and made to strike out at him when she noticed IT in the corner.

A pensive, still swirling with memories. She looked at Draco with a shocked look on her face. “It’s all true?” she whispered. Draco nodded solemnly. She sat back on the bed next to Draco in complete disbelief.
“I just didn’t realize, I mean, I sort of knew…why didn’t they ever say anything to me…I guess they tried, but how do I change?” she wondered, thinking aloud.
“I can help you” Draco said softly, “but you have to trust me. Can you do that?”
“What do I have to do?” Hermione asked.
“Allow me to use unconventional methods to get my point across. I am going to spank you Hermione Granger; it is going to hurt, and it is going to be embarrassing, but I am going to do it nonetheless. You have been behaving like a child and deserve to be treated as such. You need to think about how you treat people and ways you could improve. Keep track of situations that set you off and that way you can avoid these temper tantrums you have become so famous for. Now, before you answer me, please go stand in the corner for ten minutes and think about your answer.” Draco wrapped his arms around her in a strong embrace and then gently guided her to the nearest corner.
“Hands on your head, feet shoulder length apart, nose touching the wall” Draco instructed while using his hands to help her attain the proper position. “I expect you to remember this Hermione, understood?”
“Yes, Draco” she replied meekly. She was confused at how she, Hermione Granger had become powerless. Draco could see the confusion on her face.
“Just let it happen Hermione, you need this” he soothed.

For ten minutes Hermione seriously debated if she would allow this to go further. Suddenly, Draco was right behind her. “All right Hermione, it’s now or never. If you agree to allow me to spank you, it will be just this once for now. After our session today is over, you can decide to quit and we will go back to being friends. You can also decide to keep going, and we will draw up a contract that will outline the rules and consequences. If you are going to proceed with this session, remain in the corner, but remove all of your clothing.”
“All of it?” Hermione squeaked.
“Yes” Draco growled, “all of it. Normal it would just be the bottoms, but the first spanking is always in the nude. That is the best way to get you in the right state of mind and in your case, you need to work on your humility. You have thirty seconds to decide”

Hermione whirled around and saw from Draco’s face that he was completely serious. She turned back around, made quick work of taking off her clothes, and resumed her earlier position without being asked.
“Good girl” Draco praised and patted her butt. Hermione just stood still and was mentally berating herself to not cry.
“Don’t worry, luv. The tears will come” Draco said softly. “Ten more minutes and we begin”

For the allotted ten minutes, Draco stared at Hermione, unbeknownst to her and admired her perfect body. He had always fantasized seeing her nude, and this was not his preferred way to do it. Images of spanking her gently to orgasm flowed through his mind, but he would have to save that for a rainy day. With a soft sigh, he called to the woman standing in the corner.
“Come here, Hermione”
As Hermione turned around, she took in Draco’s appearance. He had grown up and retained all of his boyish good looks, but defiantly had the body of a man. He was wearing black trousers and a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up showing off his muscular arms. As many times as she had seen him at the Ministry and fantasized about him being in her bedroom, this was not one she had thought of. Hermione stopped when she stood directly in front of Draco.
“If you decide to go further, I will explain the rules in more detail, but for now all I expect you to do is follow my instructions. Feel free to ask questions if you are confused. Have you ever been spanked before?” Draco explained, his eyes staring into her soul.
“No Draco, I haven’t” Hermione said, unable to avoid his burning gaze.
“This is going to be pretty light as far as punishments go, but don’t expect it to be easy. First off you are going to lean over the bed while I give you a hard hand spanking to warm you up a bit. Then you will assume the paddling position and take ten with the paddle. Do you understand this?”
Hermione thought for a moment. “I don’t know what you mean by warm up, could you explain that Draco?” she asked.
“A warm up is just as it sounds. I basically use lighter force spanks so that you can take the harder ones a little easier later. Usually for a punishment you will not get a warm up, but since it is your first one, I was feeling a little gracious.” Draco said with a chuckle.

“If you do not have any more questions, please lean over the bed when you are ready. Place your arms stretched out above your head. You may grip the sheets if you think it will help you keep your position. Take your time Hermione, I have all day.” Draco said calmly.

Hermione stayed rooted to where she was. She wanted to do as he said but was so nervous that she couldn’t move. She looked at him with pleading eyes. He immediately understood her predicament and gently bent her over the bed, placing her arms where they needed to be. He walked over to the other side of the bed so that he could look into her amber eyes once more.
“I need you to tell me that you need this Hermione”. He could see in her eyes the tears that threatened to spill over.
She thought for a few seconds and then replied, “I need to change my behavior Draco, and if spanking me will do that, then yes, I need you to spank me.”
”Very good” Draco praised. “Let’s get this over with”

Draco quickly walked behind her and admired the full round bottom on display in front of him. He sighed again and pushed those thoughts out of his head. He placed his left hand at the small of Hermione’s back and landed the first of what he decided would be thirty smacks.

After the first few swats, Hermione had made the mistake of thinking that getting a spanking wasn’t so bad. Draco saw her relax and knew it was time to lay it on a little harder. He increased the force of his spanks and concentrated on her sit spot. He saw her squirm a little and she cried out a few times in pain. The last ten were very hard and spaced far enough apart that she felt the full sting of each one. Hermione was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even realize Draco had stopped spanking her. She just couldn’t believe that she, Hermione Granger, was getting spanked by the one and only Draco Malfoy.
“Okay Hermione, let’s finish this.” Draco said determinedly. “Stand up”

Hermione arose from the bed and followed Draco next to one of the walls.
“This is going to be very difficult for you Hermione, but I know you can do it” Draco warned. “Face the wall, lean over, keeping your back straight like you are sitting in a chair. Take your hands and place them on your knees.” As Draco was instructing, his hands were molding her into the position he wanted her in until she was bent at the knees with her bum sticking out. To her horror, Draco pulled out his wand and conjured up a mirror on the wall right in front of her. He grabbed her ponytail firmly and forced her head up.
“Look at yourself in the mirror through this entire punishment, Hermione. Look at the pain you caused yourself by causing other people pain.”

As Hermione gazed in the mirror, she finally caught a glimpse of the wooden paddle. It was a dark mahogany color with holes drilled in it, but she couldn’t tell how big it was. Draco gave a gentle tug on her ponytail, “You aren’t supposed to be looking at me, love. Watch yourself.”
Keeping a tight hold on her hair, mostly to help her keep position, Draco swung the paddle down hard on her ass. Hermione shrieked as the pain lit like a fire. After only the second stroke, the tears were rolling down her face. She watched in shame as she was forced to see herself cry for the first time since the war. She watched her face scrunch in pain every single time that paddle struck. Draco was skilled with this implement, and he knew exactly where to strike and cause maximum pain, but there be little chance for bruising. By the sixth stroke, Hermione was sobbing uncontrollably and begging for Draco to finish quickly. He took pity on her, and the last three strokes were not as hard as the others and he did them quickly to get them over with. He lunged forward as Hermione collapsed with the last stroke and caught her before she fell to the floor. She sobbed in his arms for almost an hour before she calmed down. Hermione looked up at Draco and he could see the genuine sorrow in her eyes.
“I know that this was difficult for you Hermione” Draco consoled, “I want you to really think about this deal we have for a while. I’ll come back next weekend and we can spend the whole day together discussing your options. Sound fair”
”Yes Draco” Hermione paused.
“Draco?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you for caring”
“Your welcome, luv. Now I think you should get dressed and go downstairs and apologize to two other men who care about you very much.” With that, Draco gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead and walked out the door. He passed Harry, Blaise and Ginny on his way out of the house and indicated to them that things had gone well and Hermione should be down when she got herself together.
Minutes later, Draco was in Malfoy Manor with visions of Hermione’s perfect body floating through his head.
At the same time, Hermione was in her room rubbing out some of the sting, yet wondering how it was possible that she was turned on by Draco Malfoy; the man who had just spanked her like a child. She wondered, would he ever spank her like a grown woman?