The shade of light

Title: The shade oght ght

Summary: Voldemort takes over Hogwarts and makes Draco his heir, but Draco spies for the light... Things get even worse when Hermione becomes his slave. He loves her but Voldemort can\'t find out about it...

*Special thanks to my lovely beta-reader: Christi Csonka*

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Chapter four: Bunnies...
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Draco opened his eyes, releasing Hermione’s lips from his.

She smiled at him when he removed a few strands of hair out of her face, putting them behind her ear. She felt so special that very moment, with him looking into her eyes, paying attention only to her.

He slowly moved down, not losing eye contact until he started to kiss her shoulder. Her hands were still on his back, but because he was moving down, they ended up in his soft hair. This amazed her; she always thought his hair would be untouchable, hard as ice. It looked that way, but instead it was soft and oh so touchable...

Hermione looked at the ceiling, enjoying his soft lips on her skin. She was still kind of nervous when she thought about what was going to come. If only she’d drunk some Champaign, this would have gone a lot easier... She felt one hand on her hip. The other one was still behind her neck from the kiss.
His hands released her hip and neck, gently cupping her breasts while kissing the edge of her breast. Hermione started to giggle, she never realized they were so sensitive. As his tongue along the edge of her bra, she felt her heart beat increase. His hand moved behind her back, lifting her up a bit.

It was amazing how little time he needed to undo her bra. He moved down the straps, taking off her bra. Her breasts were just perfectly round, not too big and not too small.

Hermione froze. ‘What if he thought her breasts were to small?’ She saw him looking at them, but couldn’t see the expression on his face.

Noticing the uncomfortable stiffening in Hermione’s body, he propped himself up on his elbows and looked at her. “What is it?” Draco asked, “Am I moving to fast?”
Hermione said nothing, but covered her breasts with her arms. Turning her head, looking away in embarrassment. This really is too embarrassing for words...

“No, don’t do that,” he whispered, immediately understanding why. He took her hands in his squeezing them a bit. “You don’t need to cover them up, they’re perfect.”

Hermione looked back into his eyes and slowly her grip around herself loosened. He lifted her arms up, putting them down beside her.

She pulled him down over her when his lips returned to her. He smiled, a little surprised by her actions, kissing her lips. Her lips were so beautiful, all swollen and more red then usual because of the kissing. After which, he moved back to her breasts again.

Hermione gasped when she felt his tongue flickering over her nipple, finding it was even more sensitive. With his teeth he put a little pressure on it, making Hermione groan. Her hands automatically moved to his back and his soft hair. She never felt something making her so exited inside.

After Draco had done the same with the other breast he moved up, smiling at her. She smiled back, pulling him towards her so she could kiss his lips.

“This isn’t really working, is it?” Hermione said, placing her hand on his chest and pushing him away from her a little bit. Looking quite serious.

Draco frowned. “What do mea mean?” He asked a bit offended while sitting up. “It worked perfectly for other g-”

He stopped when he heard Hermione giggle. “Not that, you idiot! We still have our pants and skirt on.”
Draco flushed a bit and tried to pout, “I’m not an idiot!”

The failed pout made Hermione laugh even harder. She pushed Draco from her and sat up. Before Draco could even react, she stood on the bed, kicking off her shoes.

“I feel like dancing!” Hermione said, jumping up and down a bit on the bed.

Draco laughed rolling with his eyes. She was standing above him, one leg on each side. He could see her black panties underneath her skirt and the jumping made her skirt crawl up even further. Draco felt his arousal harden even more. “You’re really something, aren’t you?”

“Can’t we dance for just 5 minutes?” Hermione asked, not noticing Draco was staring at something other than her face. “That way this whole thing won’t be so tense for me, but we’ll need music.”

Draco forced himself to look away and smiled. He agreed by taking his wand and asking, “What do you want to hear?”

“Anything,” Hermione said, still jumping on the bed. She noticed Draco was already a bit aroused and even felt a bit guilty for stopping their foreplay like this. But on the other hand, it was quite amusing... ‘Bad me!’

Draco smirked and within seconds the whole place was filled with classical music. Her Hermione put her hands over her ears. “Not That Kind Of Music!” She yelled.

“You said anything!” Draco smiled, looking at Hermione’s indignant face. “Ok, what do you really want to hear?”

“I don’t know... Justin Timberlake, Jennifer Lopez, Robbie Williams, AvLaviLavigne, R Kelly.” Hermione said, just naming a few of her favourites.

Draco frowned. “Who the hell are they?”

Hermione stared at him, stopping jumping. “You don’t know them? Hello! Where have you been?”

“Let me guess, muggles?” Draco asked, smirking a bit to the totally astonished Hermione. “Ok, I guess you’ll just have to do the magic.”

Hermione smiled when he handed her his wand and spoke a spell making music fill the room. She knew the spell really good, without her music she wouldn’t survive school. After that she gave Draco his wand back and pulled him up so he could dance with her.

Draco kicked of his shoes as well and slid his arms around her waist, pulling her against him. He felt her breasts against his chest, and shivered a bit. She smiled at him as they danced to the music.

When the song ended after a few minutes of dancing, Hermione said, “Well, maybe you don’t know muggles, but you sure can dance!”

Draco smirked at her, “Thank you.”

“I have been a bit cruel to you, haven’t I? I just walked away from our foreplay, leaving you hopeless on the bed... I hope you’ll be able to forgive me! I’ll make it up to you. But anyway, enough dancing, we don’t have much time left.” Hermione grinned, moving her hands down to his belt.

Draco wiggled with his eyebrows saying, “Getting kinky?”

Hermione snorted. “You’re too much, did you know that? But I kind of like you this way, better than the cold, icy, evil and scary you anyway.”

Draco decided not to argue this one, knowing he was cold, icy, evil and scary on the outside. He to to suppress a snort when Hermione let out a frustrated sigh; she was trying to undo his belt for over a minute now.

“Let me.” Draco said, trying to undo his belt. But she pushed his hands away and turned him around.

This time she managed to undo his belt and turned him back to her. “I always want to do things myself, without any help. You should know that by now.” She smirked to him again.

“Was that a smirk?” Draco teased Hermione.

“No,” Hermione lied, smiling this time. She managed to pull down his zipper and let his pant fall to his ankles.

While Draco was kicking his pants off, Hermione burst into a laugh.

“What?”

“You.... You....” Hermione laughed, pointing to his boxers, “You have bunny boxers!”

“I happen to like bunnies!” Draco said, a bit embarrassed, but got over it right away.


He lifted Hermione up, throwing her over his shoulder and said, “Lets see what’s on your knickers!” He pulled down her skirt, disappointed when he saw she was just wearing black panties. “I thought I put bunny knickers in the wardrobe for you.”

“Do you really think I’m going to walk around in bunny knickers?” Hermione giggled, still hanging over his shoulder. She tickled him, trying to get him to drop her.

“But where did you get these?” Draco asked, slapping her softly on her ass. “I didn’t put them in the wardrobe.”

“Do you want to know a secret?” Hermione whispered, while trying to control her laugh. “I’m wearing the bunny knickers, only turned inside out.”

Draco began to laugh with Hermione. “Smart-ass!”

He released his grip around her, letting her fall on the bed and climbed on top of her again. She wrapped her legs around him, as if it were natural.

“I want to see the bunnies.” Draco said as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties.

She gasped, realizing this was it and nodded.

He pulled down her panties, sitting back to remove them.

She saw him slid down her panties, holding them up in the air. Realizing she was naked now made her blush crimson.

“They’re so cute!” Draco said, pointing at the bunnies. “Next time wear them properly.” He said seriously, but failed to look mad at her.

Hermione giggled ‘I have to remove his boxers now... I think... Well it would be unfair if I didn’t... I would be the only one nude around here! Why is he watching me like that...?’

‘Oh she’s so beautiful; her female curves are just perfect. What is she doing, sitting up?’ Draco thought when Hermione sat up, rolling him over.

“Time to get naked, Malfoy!” She smirked, putting emphasis on Malfoy. She pulled down his boxers and threw them in the direction he had just thrown her panties. At first she didn’t dare to look at him, knowing the last time she saw a man naked she burst out laughing. But this time it was different, circumstances were different. She was still a little unfamiliar with it, but luckily she didn’t laugh this time. That would be so cruel towards him... almost evil.

She dropped herself next to him and pulled him closer, feeling his arousal press against her stomach. Suddenly they were both very serious, looking each other in the eyes.

“It’ll hurt.” Draco began, caressing her back softly with his fingernails.

“I know.” Hermione shivered with the thought.

“I’ll be gentle.”

“I know.”

He planted a kiss on her forehead when she spoke the last word, after that he shifted his weight and settled between her thighs as she wrapped her legs around him again.

“This is it,” he said, looking at her nervous face and trembling, swollen lips.

She could only gasp and look at him. ‘I was actually having fun, just a few seconds ago... I could have fun with him again. He seems so different right now, so sweet. Even though he’s my enemy, he’s sweet right now. Okay, this is it, Hermione. Be strong.’

“I’ll try not to hurt you.” He said, the lines of his face hard with pent-up tension.

“It’ll hurt anyway and there has to be blood, so just do it!” She said, forcing herself to keep her eyes open while he penetrated her. She gasped several times when he slid in her, closing her eyes when she felt the pain. Her wrists tensed against the burning pain that lanced through her body.

Luckily, the pain diminished almost immediately.

“Are you okay?” Draco asked concernedly, seeing her tense wrists and hearing her gasp.

She opened her eyes again and saw him over her, supporting himself on his hands. The expression on his face was filled with concern and concentration. She nodded. “Go on.”

“I don’t want to hurt you. I never had sex with a virgin before.” Draco admitted, looking at her flushed face. ‘Way to go, Draco. Now your cover is totally gone...’

“You won’t, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” She encouraged him, now only feeling a pleasant sensation.

He increased his pace a bit; the force of his thrusts grew stronger.

Hermione began to enjoy the sensation and forgot about the pain she felt a couple of seconds ago. It was worth it, the pain. You just had to pay it once to enjoy this heavenly and exciting feeling.

“I ...I…” She tried to warn him, before coming. “Draco!” She screamed, arching her back while feeling as if something had just exploded inside her. It didn’t take long for him to come after her.

“Hermione!” He yelled, while coming inside of her.

His exhaustion made his body heavy on top of her, but having him so close to her was good. She didn’t want to move. ‘Did he just call me Hermione?’ Hermione thought, playing with his hair. He was lying with his face on her shoulder, still panting.

He moved over, pulling her against him tightly. She smiled; relieved his heavy body was off her and put her head on his shoulder, almost falling asleep.

Hermione suddenly shot up. “Is there blood? How much time do we still have?”

“Yes, I already checked... Enough.” Draco said, pulling her towards him again. He didn’t want this to end... knowing that when he stood up things would be awkward between them once again. Maybe even uncomfortable. He just wanted an excuse to hold her, before having to go back to his ‘Master’.

#Hermione’s thoughts, lying on Draco’s shoulder:

‘That was incredible... and he was so sweet.... he called me Hermione... he’s so cute all sweaty like that... Hermione Granger! Stop That! You’re acting like a teer ier in love for the first time! This is ridiculous; I’m beginning to fall for my enemy within two days. Hormones... Hormones... just hormones... nothing else... Hormones? Yeah right! Stop lying to yourself; you’re obviously falling for this guy. And what if I am, it’s not like he wanted to have sex with me. He hates me... Hates you? A few seconds ago he was sweet and calling you Hermione... ARG SHUT UP Subconscious, you’re driving me crazy! Fine!’

#Draco, with Hermione lying on his shoulder and her arm arouns was waist:

‘I didn’t expect spending time with her would be so much fun and she was actually having fun herself. Which is pretty weird when you’re forced to do something you don’t want to do. I sure hope I didn’t hurt her too much... Fuck! I have to go... What will it be like when I come back? How must I act towards her, like before? I don’t want to do that... I know, I’ll give her a kiss before I go and see how she reacts.’

“I have to go,” he said.

She let go of him reluctantly and grabbed a pillow to replace his shoulder. “Is it okay if I take a small nap?” closing her eyes.

“Sure.” Draco smiled. Because she was kind of sleeping, he decided to kiss her on her forehead, receiving a small smile from her. He grabbed the sheets, pulling them away underneath her. She let out a soft scream and giggled, opening her eyes for a second to grab a blanket to cover her naked body.

Draco walked to the door as quiet as he could so he wouldn’t wake her up. He saw green light behind the door. He knew that this meant that his spell had expired. Opening the door he heard Hermione mutter, “Bye, Draco.” He smiled walking through the door, feeling as if he could fly. ‘She called me Draco! She called me Draco! She called me Draco!’
“Bye, Hermione.”

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He walked back, trying to prevent himself from singing. He felt so good, even though everything around him was so dark and evil. He had delivered the sheets to Voldemort, who seemed happy with the blood. Voldemort had warned him not to get too involved with Hermione, which worried him somehow. But the fact he was actually making progress with Hermione and that Dumbledore and Potter were safe made him happy. Hew thw they would find a way to get Hermione out of this dark place, together with the rest of the students and professors. He just hoped they would be quick and that he would still be alive when they did. He was safe for now; they didn’t suspect him... But if they did, he was as good as dead. Just like Snape was probably now. He tried to get some information out of Voldemort about the teachers, but he said he didn’t have to worry about them. ‘They have been taken care of’, which probably meant they were dead or half dead. Realizing this made him feel sad, but thinking of Hermione made him feel glad. So he was kind of hanging in the middle.

He opened his portrait and dismissed the Death Eaters standing before his bedroom door. He walked into his bedroom and saw Hermione sitting on his bed, not facing him.

“I’m back.” Draco said, walking over to her. She didn’t reply, but he could see her tremble. “Hermione? What’s wrong?” Draco asked, with a voice filled with concern. He quickened his pace.

She turned around, with a piece of parchment in her hands. Tears were running over her colorless cheeks as she looked up at him. He bent over her and opened his mouth to say something, but she cut him off.

“You Bastard!” She yelled, slapping his cheek and pushing him away from her.

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