Nine ana A Half Weeks

The room was quite as Malfoy senior walked through the door, Hermione looked from her book to see disappointment written all over Lucius\'s face. She followed his gaze to see Draco staring puppy dog eyes at her over the top of his copy of Quidditch weekly. She closed her eyes and sighed was he disappointed because his son was getting he wasn\'t, or because he was showing such affection towards a madblood whore?

She knew that her position in his affections was tenuous, but she had to try, this was the last avenue open to her to prove that she was his equal. It didn\'t matter that the idea was totally farcical and that a bigot like Lucius Malfoy could never see a Muggleborn like her as his equal, all reason an intelligence had gone out the window the moment that Serius died, she was currently running on pure emotion.

The Death Eaters features returned to the normal unreadable state as he noticed her looking at him. He turned walked out of the door and down the hall towards the kitchen.

\"Pumpkin juice,\" she said as wrapping her arms around his muscular frame, \"The Grate Lucius Malfoy, drinking pumpkin juice, you do realise that there is a whole bottle of fire whiskey in the drinks cabinet.\"

\"I had a heavy night last night,\" I think I\'ll stick to something alcohol free for tonight thank you very much.\"

\"I\'ve missed you,\" she purred snuggling in closer to his back.

\"You had Draco to keep you company,\" he said turning to plant light kisses on her forehead.

\"I know, and I enjoy his company, let\'s just say he can be a bit overwhelming.\"

\"He cares for you,\" said the Death Eater tensing up at the statement.

Hermione pulled from his grasp and stood in front of the sink looking out on the river below, \"Why does that bother you so much?\" She asked emotion evident in her voice.

\"I see the affection he has for you and I\'m jealous that I never got to experience the thrill of that particular emotion,\" he walked behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, he started to nuzzle hungrily at her neck.

She allowed herself to be pulled into his embrace, wallowing in the passionate caresses of his hands and mouth, Was that really the reason for his actions was he jealous of the feeling his son had gained for her. Merlin she hoped so, because given time she would be able to break down those defences and make him feel.

He led her into the living area his lips never breaking contact with her flesh until she stood on the rug in front of the sofa. She let out a gasp as the feeling of loss overwhelmed her body, her eyes shot open looking at him with deep longing.

The family smirk filled the faces of both Malfoy men as they sat on the sofa looking at her, \"Strip for us,\" he purred seductively.

\"Excuse me,\" she stated half in shock, this was not the actions of a jealous man. Fury ran through the veins of the young witch, she had brought him here to prove she was his equal, that at least in the bedroom a muggleborn could be a match for a pureblood, but all along he saw her as no more than a mudblood play thing for him and his obnoxious son. Well this was the last straw, \"if it\'s a whore you want, I think you should make your way down to Knockturn Alley, you\'ve had your last freebie here,\" she said standing with her hands on her hips.

\"Hermione darling relax, its only a bit of fun,\" he said raising from the sofa to try a placate her.

She pushed his hand away walking out of his reach, \"don\'t you \'Hermione darling\' me,\" she shot steam coming from her ears, \"why did you stiffen up when you said that Draco had feelings for me?\"

\"I told you, I was jealous,\" he replied reaching for her again.

\"Jealous,\" she laughed at him, \"then you stand me in the middle of the room and ask me to strip while you and the boy you are supposed to be jealous of watch. Do you think I was born yesterday?\"

He turned from her and let out a deep sigh, he walked over and poured himself a large firewhiskey, \"no I think you were born two weeks ago.\"

The look of anger left Hermione eyes to be replaced by recognition, how could she be so stupid, the old adage came to her, \'if a werewolf lets you tickle his tummy make sure you don\'t kick him in the balls.\' A forced smile came to her face as she walked towards the stereo, her hands shaking she picked a love songs CD and placed it in the machine, and walked back to the middle of the rug and waited for the music to start.


She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath to calm herself a million thoughts are running through mind how in Merlin did I get myself into this, is he going to kill me the main two which keep repeating over and over again. calm yourself Mione she said its only your body if you can get through this maybe he\'ll let you live, where three\'s life there\'s hope.

The Music started, she started swaying her hips to the beat, her gypsy skirt swaying around her ankles. She slid her hands up the sides of her body slowly and sensually, a seductive smile filled her lips as Darco let out a gasp of appreciation. She lowered her hands to her knees grabbing the material of her gypsy dress roughly with her hands and drawing it swiftly to her waist. She kicked out with her left foot missing Lucius\' jaw by mere millimetres, placing the sole of her foot on his shoulder she lent her body into him brushing the crouch of her panties against his lips. Her body shivered as he took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of her arousal. He gently licked the damp silk of her soft black panties, sending ripples of pleasure cascading through her body. She kicked away with her foot twisting so that her back was to the audience she slowly drew her to over her head.

Her body shivered as he released a low guttural chuckle, she couldn\'t believe how her senses were betraying her, this man was going to kill her in the next couple of hour and still she wanted nothing more than to make him happy. Suddenly it hit her, she was under the effects of an Imperious curse, this bastard was controlling her every move and had been for some time.

It all made sense now, she had planned to go home to her parents this summer, having a blazing row with the headmaster before he relented and allowed her out of his sight. Then all of a sudden she decided that she didn\'t want to go home, she couldn\'t face he parents, how ridiculous after Sirius\' death she would want nothing more than to curl up in her parents arms.

She brought herself back to the moment if she was to survive the night she had to make him think his spell was firmly back in place. She fought to keep the spell active in her subconscious but not allowing it to completely overcome her thought process.

She continued the dance turning to show them the treasures hidden below the soft material of her black silk bra. She cupped her breast kneading and caressing the flesh through her bra. She closed her eyes a gave out a low seductive purr.

A wicked look filled her eyes at the sight of wanton lust in Draco\'s face, she moved behind him leaning forward engulfing him in the silky curls of her hair. She caressed her hands down under his shirt until they reached his stomach then she dug her nails into the flesh drawing them back to his neck. A low hiss let his mouth then her mouth found his earlobe, sucking and licking at it until he dissolved into a puddle in front of her.

She moved around the sofa dropping her skirt to the floor as she went, still her mind tried to figure out how Lucius had managed to hex her, when suddenly it came to her, the first hex hadn\'t been his at all, the little no good rodent she thought to herself, all the time he had been proclaiming his love for her and he\'d been the one to hit her with the Imperious curse.

She was suddenly aware that her last possible ally had just been taken from her, she had to get out of here and quickly, she resolved that if she was to make it through the night they would not.

She allowed her self to be caught up in the dance loosing herself in the rhythm of the music. No sooner had her panties hit the floor than she was unceremoniously bundled up by Lucius and thrown on the bed. The father and son devoured her flesh with great intensity as she was kissed caressed bitten and grabbed by the two men who had lost all sense of restraint. She lay back detached from the scene that she was part of she waited hoping that they would tire themselves out as the fought for supremacy on her body like a pair or ravenous lions fighting over the carcass of an antelope.

Two hours later the two men collapsed onto the bed beside her and immediately passed out exhausted from their efforts. Hermione waited for ten minutes listening to their breathing making sure that they were both asleep. She crawled from the bed and made her way battered and bruised to the kitchen, taking the two largest knives from the knife block she limped her back to the bedroom.

Kneeling on the bed between the two she place a knife under the chin of either Malfoy, and with shaking hand pushed up forcing the blade into the unprotected underside of their brains. She jumped back in shock as the their eyes shot open and the looked at her with shock evident in their eyes, before falling back lifeless on the bed.

She ran from the room into the bathroom her hand placed over her mouth stopping her from vomiting onto the floor. She managed to make the toilet before she relived her stomach of its contents. She crawled to the shower cubicle turned on the tap and scrubbed her skin until it started to bleed, soft sobs shacking her body as she scrubbed.

\"Its over,\" she whispered to herself, \"it over, AND I WON YOU BASTARDS,\" she shouted on the top of her voice, \"I won.\"

Hermione returned to the bedroom with a cold calculating look on her face, she had to do this, if she was going to stay out of Azkaban she would have to remove all the evidence from the room. She levitated the bodies from the bed into the fireplace in the lounge, and incinerated them down to a pile of ashes. She packed all her belongings into a magical backpack, then ran complicated cleaning charms on every inch of the apartment, grateful that Lucius had placed a concealment spell so that her magic would not be picked up by the Ministry.

Having run diagnostic spells to make sure that there was no evidence that anybody had been in the apartment she made her way to the door. She took one look around the place and smiled ruefully, this a place of lost innocence the rooms where she had changed from a know-it-all bookworm into a silent assign and all she found herself thinking was where is Bellatrix Lestrange when you need her.

It was an older an wiser Hermione Granger who made the short trip to the pavement she walked over to try and hail a cab, but it just sailed on by another came and passed without notice. Slightly perturbed she walked around the corner into her favourite coffee shop.

\"Mandy could I possible use the phone, I need to catch a cab and they just keep sailing by,\" she said talking to the young woman behind the counter. The woman looked straight through her as if she wasn\'t there.

\"Mandy,\" she said worriedly waving her hand in front of the woman\'s face but to no avail, she tried placing her hand on the girls shoulder but it fell straight through.

Her stomach churned what had happened to her why could people not only not see her but not touch her either. She ran from the shop tears falling down her face as she made the long journey across town to the order headquarters on foot.

Well there you have it for those of you wanting a LM/HG as was promised in I can only apologise I just couldn\'t come up with a feasible way of keeping the story going. There will be another someone in her life to help her get over the predicament she currently in and help her recover from the pain caused by her incarceration, but who that is you will have to wait and see.

There will be no more smut for a several chapters while the relationship builds between Hermione and her new suitor.

Once again thank for all your support it really helps to surr me on