Unwanted Repercussions - formerly consequences

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A/N: sorry if this chapter seems a wee bit rushed. Criticism is appreciated as long as its constructive peoples, this fic is gonna be a long one with appearances from the lovely Snape and the not so lovely lucius! :D

PS Don\'t worry readers I\'m sure that Draco and Hermione will get through this eventually :)

Draco pulled his wand out on Hermione, the imperious curse had caused his problems, and it would be the thing to solve them, she would have no choice but to give her child to him, and do it willingly. Her eyes widened in fear at the manic look in his eyes and she jumped out of her seat but years of seeking had sharpened Draco\'s reflexes, he was too fast and reached out grabbing her by the throat.

“Be still you stupid girl! I’m not going to hurt you!”

Hermione paid him no heed and carried on struggling trying desperately to get her wand out of her pocket.
Draco rolled his eyes and pushed her onto the floor straddling her, holding her arms in one hand above her head. He shook her roughly.

“Hermione!”

She froze, the use of her first-name had thrown her off balance and she became motionless underneath him, staring up at him with wide, frightened eyes.

Draco was feeling slightly flustered, the feeling of her wriggling underneath him had not left him un-affected, he shook his head crossly. Get on with it he chastised himself. He opened his mouth to talk to her but when he looked into her eyes the words wouldn’t come. He had never noticed how intense her eyes were before, a dark coffee brown with golden flecks dancing from the pupils. Frightened tears had formed and were slowly making their way down her soft pink cheeks and pooling on her neck.

Draco was horrified, couldn’t believe he was feeling this way, he desperately wanted to scoop her into his arms and hold her until the tears stopped. He didn’t want to frighten her; he wanted to protect her, the mother of his child.

Suddenly realisation hit him and he jumped off of her as if she was made of hot coals. Stepping away from her he sat down on the sofa staring into the fireplace.

Meanwhile Hermione had pulled herself up onto her elbows, looking at him curiously. She stood up wiping the tears from her face and neck, she walked over to him reaching out to place a comforting hand on his shoulder but he grabbed her wrist harshly.

“Get away from me Granger”

“But…”

“NOW!” He screamed at her, his eyes ablaze with confusion and fury, she didn’t need telling twice and fled from the common room.

Hermione looked at her watch, it was half past ten, much too late for breakfast, she sighed and walked down to the library with the intention of studying but she couldn’t take her mind off of Malfoy, what had been the matter with him recently? She sighed, realising she wouldn’t be able to get anything done today she decided to make a detour to Gryffindor tower to visit Ron, Harry and Ginny.

Malfoy paced up and down the common room, playing the recent events over in his head. He hadn’t meant for things to turn out like that, but looking into her face, her eyes. He had wanted to kiss her. It had taken all of his self control to stop her from placing her hand on his shoulder. He didn’t know what he would have done if she had. He groaned at his own stupidity. He wasn’t sure how he was feeling, but he thought he liked it and that thought angered him even more.

He flopped down onto a chair in the corner of the room when he heard a tentative knock at the portrait door.

“Enter”

The door flew open and in walked Pansy Parkinson. He sighed inwardly; this was shaping up to be a long day.

Hermione walked into Gryffindor tower to find Ginny, Ron and Harry sitting on the common room floor, Ron was looking mortified his ears were bright crimson and his mouth was agape in horror, Harry was grinning and Ginny was giggling uncontrollably. No-one else was around. Hermione smiled warmly at the scene.

“Hey guys”

“Oh Hi ‘Mione” squeaked Ron.

“What’s going on?”

“Playing truth or dare” Piped Ginny “Harry pinched some Veritaserum from Snapes private stores, wanna join? Or have you got something to hide?” Ginny grinned.

Hermione quashed an urge to lecture Harry for needlessly breaking school rules, how could she tell him off when she saw the mischievous light that shone in his emerald eyes, it wasn’t often he was truly happy anymore, not with the pressures of saving the wizarding world on his shoulders so she let it pass.

Something to hide? Thought Hermione, No she had no secrets and she pushed away thoughts of blonde hair and grey eyes.

“I’m in!”

After all they were only dreams, when would it even come up?

Hermione took the proffered potion off of a smiling Harry taking a sip she felt a cool feeling of peace wash over her.

“Right, ‘Moine, Truth or Dare?”

“Truth”

The trio in front of her grinned, and Ron shouted “Have you ever failed a test?”

Harry and Ginny groaned, “Ron, that’s a stupid question!”

2 hours later the group were comfortably cheered, Hermione was glad she had decided to come to visit her friends; they had certainly taken her mind off of that stupid blonde Slytherin. It was Hermione’s turn again; she had chosen truth and was awaiting her question with a silly smile on her face and a pair of Neville’s boxers on her head which she had to wear for a full hour as a result of a previous dare.

“Ooooh, ooooh I have one!” Harry declared looking up at Hermione through mascara covered eyelashes, a result of another dare.

“Are you a Virgin?”

Hermione grinned at her friend, she knew that one would be coming after discovering previously that Harry and Ginny were not and Ron was.

Hermione opened her mouth to say ‘Yes’ and was as astounded as the rest of the room when she heard herself saying…
“No.”

What??? Why did I say No? Hermione thought to herself her face a mask of confusion. She stood up, Neville’s underwear still firmly on the head; she could faintly hear her friends calling her.

“’Mione? Are you okay? …Hermione!”

And then her world went black.

Hermione stood in Hogwarts hallways, watching herself walk towards her common room when she saw herself be pulled into a dark corner.

Horrified Hermione ran after her dream self, and around the corner.

There she saw Draco Malfoy, his wand pointed straight at her, his trademark smirk on his face.

“Strip”

She watched in disgust as her dream self complied, a mindless look on her face. She recognised that look from DADA in third year; the slimy toad had put her under the imperious curse!

She ran forward screaming at herself to stop, when Draco leant forward and whispered in her ear. “Oh yea Granger, I want you to want me, be vocal”

She heard her self reply in a strangely husky and seductive voice.

“Yes Draco, I want you inside me, I want you to fuck me”

“Noooo!” Hermione screamed as she watched Draco grin and thrust himself inside of her.

“Hermione! Hermione! Wake up!”

Hermione felt her self being dragged back to reality, her legs were flailing uncontrollably, her eyes screwed up tightly.

She was feeling the effects of someone discovering the truth after a memory altering curse, and a sharp tingling sensation was rushing through her body.

Suddenly she stopped convulsing and simply lay on the floor, numb, digesting the new information she had just received.

She had read enough books on memory charms, since second year when Ron\'s wand had inadvertently destroyed Lockhart\'s mind with a backfiring \'obliviate\' charm, to know just what had happened.

The Bastard! The dirty, foul, loathsome bastard. Oh dear god would she make him sorry! He would pay she, Hermione Jane Granger would make sure of that!

She stood up shakily ignoring the concerned looks on her friend’s faces; she ripped Neville’s boxers off her head and stormed purposefully out of Gryffindor tower, slamming the door behind her, heading towards the common room she shared with Draco Malfoy.