Re-educating Malfoy

AN:It took me longer to re do this from thin air Ginny and Owen ate my outline and a cut on my foot reopened so I spent nearly five hours in the emergency room. What away for a puppy to celebrate her seven month birthday that to eat paper and have the cat join in. Speaking of cats I have to put some pics of Tosh on my myspace. Can anyone spot the nod to two of my many favorite fandoms? Woohoo! Torchwood back on BBC America in July. Sorry long chapter. ShaniL.



She had tried to get out of going to Narcissa's costume party but how could you turn the woman down when she was so polite in saying things to you. It had to be a form of mind control never the less she decided she would try to enjoy herself. She had dressed a little on the sexy side but not much because she wasn't an attention whore. Thinking she was ready she made a tiny squeak of surprise when Lucius grabbed her from behind and pulled her into a guest room in front of a very large mirror.



"Now Ms.Granger this is no ordinary costume ball no this is Cissa's annual costume charity ball. She started it years ago as her way of giving our economy a little boost and give us a little in return. This year she decided to have a little auction of sorts to benefit the war vets and you will be our star. So now let's do away with these frumpy things."



She stared at him bug eyed as he swished and flicked her into goddess-hood. She'd never seen seen herself look so sexy and exotic her hair was in long smooth deep dark chestnut waves with white streaks starting from the of her head. Artfully placed they gave her a look of sheer sexiness her eyes on the other hand gave her an other worldly appearance they shined brighter than the Malfoy family eye color. Her lips were their normal plump state but some how they seemed so much more attractive. She showed a lot of cleavage but the way the neckline of her dress looked she could not be bothered. The fabric was a deep Slytherin green with yellow silk that shimmied and flowed like air around her body with just the slighest movement.



"Ms.Granger you look edible so very edible tonight if you weren't for my auction Lucius and I would have you tonight." She blushed looking at the couple Narcissa and Lucius looked like hot aristocratic sex no matter how they changed their appearance. With near blood red hair and piercing green eyes the cute quiet the imposing figures clothes aside.



"Ready mother?" A figure on the bed caught her attention it hadn't been there before. "I've got to find out how they just appear out of nowhere like that." She thought taking in the sight of Malfoy.

"And who pray tell is this darling little gem?" They hadn't come up with a pretend name for her but she figured since Lucius had to have been in her mind at some point that she must play up the part. Mustering her best southern accent aided by a simple charm she had perfected she pushed her shoulders back and stuck out her chest. Taking small slow steps making her natural sway a little exaggerated she extended her hand to him. "Anna Raven. And you are?" Her didn't miss a beat dropping a kiss on her hand in a deep bow. "Remy LeBeau." So he knew how to play this game. Tonight was going to be one hell of a night."



As soon as she entered the informal ballroom she was floored with how beautiful it was there seemed to be some kind of glow infused in the walls of the room enhancing the rich textures and colors. She had never been to one of Narcissa's balls and had often turned down any wizard that wanted to take her but now she couldn't help but get a little used to this.



There were three Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley couples and one of Tonks and Remus several other famous couples that she didn't linger on. Walking the floor she felt every eye in the room one her but a special pair in particular were following her sending shivers down her spine.

That tingling feeling disappeared as Remus pulled her into a bear hug and Tonks assaulted her with sisterly squeezes.



"Lay off you two or you hug me to death." She rolled her eyes but was happy just the same.

"That'll be some thing funny Hermione Granger died of a massive hug attack." The costumed Tonks laughed. "Let's go somewhere private."



They walked out onto a balcony where the two removed the charmed necklaces that Hermione had given everyone during the war to aid in hiding Harry. Ginny's flaming ginger hair looked like a fire with the candle light behind her coupled with her glowing skin and sparkling wedding ring Hermione instantly began to feel left out.



"Guess what?" Ginny irked her on a little demanding attention from her misery. "Harry and I are having a baby and we want you to be her god mother." Hermione was geniuely happy but hollow as she gave her only sister a hug.



"So I guess she's got the news." One of the Ginny's waddled a little as she walked over to her accompanied by her Harry. Angelina and George were at it like rabbits first came Roxanne and second came Fred now they were expecting twins. "I'd hug you but I don't want to wrinkle you. You look lovely 'Mione." Giving her a knowing look she kissed her sister on the cheek.



She uttered a silencing spell around the two of them then looked Hermione. She couldn't say much mostly she just stared at Angelina's feet like they were interesting. Angelina had once felt like Hermione after she broke up with George and he married Alicia Spinnet. Ron broke it off with Hermione after the final battle siting that she was more like Ginny than a girlfriend. Since then he was with Lavendar and they were at how with offspring number seven.



"I've been where you are now and it sucks everyone you know is moving on and you're stuck like a rock in a river. One day it going to happen for you Mione. You're going to find a guy who will not only listen to your song but help you complete it. He doesn't have to be a Weasley you're a Weasley for life now no matter who you marry and if you friends turn their backs because of who he is then so be it. At the end of the day no one but the one you love and you matter. If you want Charlie's still a single Weasley."



She threw her arms around Angelina unable to say anything she was glad that someone finally understood her. "I think I've finally rendered the great Hermione Granger speechless."

"We have a party to get back to."

"One point for me eight million for you and it never gets old!"



The party was so lively she had forgotten what Lucius said to her when he took her into the guest room until Narcissa announced the auction and lined them up properly. Nervous she felt a little comfort as Lucius stood by her and the woman would only be revealed if they wished after the man paid the winning bid. He told her the names of the women as they went up on stage hoping this would ease her nervousness a bit.



Astoria Greengrass was first she looked very white washed with her pale skin and white blonde hair. She was lost among all the white fabric she wore yet the men bid handsomely as her dress left little to the imagination.



Then came her sister Daphne who was by contrast very striking with her hellfire blue eyes and her long dark hair. Her skin looked like living marble as her muscles flexed a little underneath the black dress she wore only seemed to amplify her muscular power and feminity. Pansy Parkinson took the highest bid of the night so far fifty thousand galleons. She had to admit Pansy had be come rather beautiful.



One by one she saw all of the Weasley women return to the men a twinge of jealousy rose in her but fear stamped that out in a breath as Lucius gave her a little shove.



"This young woman hails Mississippi yet yet she's traveled all over in search of her equal. Boys prepared yourself for the beauty of Ms.Anna Raven." She wanted to run away as fast as a werewolf or have the earth to open up and swallow her up whole but nothing of the sort happened before the first bid could be called out.



"Five thousand galleons" Cried a prancing Snape.

In the back corner Hermione saw a costumed McGonagall elbow a Dumbledore sniggering at the Snape. Something told her that whoever Snape was they would never come as him again to any costume party.



"Six thousand" Blaise Zambini offered up he never wore any kind of costume figuring he was far to good looking to cover himself up. Hermione could only begin to wonder how he felt as he got into a big war with another costumed Blaise. She looked over with pleading eyes towards the Weasley clan who responded triumphantly pushing up the bid to forty thousand with many thanks to Angelina and Ginny.



She thought she was safe until some whispered out "I think she's a virgin" and the bidding jumped up again this time even the costumed Dumbledore bided on her but was eventually stopped by his McGonagall punching him squarely in the nose. It prevented him from bidding on her for ten whole minutes until he came around and healed his nose. She knew that wand anywhere it was Severus Snape's. She watched as the Dumbledore and McGonagall argued in silence McGonagall making wildly animated gestures then she revealed herself and walked out. So the rumors were true Sinistra was seeing someone a dead man well a thought to be dead man.



"Seventy thousand galleons" She snapped back to her senses as one of the Zambinis bid on her which she wasn't sure.



"Seventy-five thousand galleons" Charlie Weasley had just bid the price of a young Swedish Short Snout on her. Where he came from she didn't know but she could recognize him anywhere no matter what he looked like. He had dressed himself very well in head to toe dragon skin with dark hair and green eyes. Pansy turned a very deep shade of purple her bid had been out shot by twenty-five thousand galleons.



"Well if that's all the bids then that's seventy-five thousand galleons going once."

Narcissa scanned the crowd wishing her son would get off his lazy ass and bid one the girl already not that she didn't have Lucius waiting to save her from the dirty paws of another man if he didn't.

"TWICE!" She yelled giving Lucius a quick signal to be ready just in case.



"Two million galleons" Hermione held her breath as she watched Remy walk down the stairs from the very back of the room. Heads of females and males alike turned as he revealed himself to be Draco Malfoy. If any other men had planned on bidding they stopped now because Malfoys always get what they want in the end no matter what the means.



"My Prize" He called her when he snapped his fingers and she levitated through the air and by his side with great ease. He kissed her passionately and made to leave with her.



"Two thousand five" Charlie stepped forward and took her hand pulling her against him she looked at him. "What are you doing Charlie?" she whispered in his ear.

"I can make that up in less than six months from my dragon beside a girl like you has no price."



Draco face harden but what she saw in his eyes was steely determination he would not give he up easily. Charlie was going to have on hell of a fight on his hand it might even become literal.



"Ten million galleons" He came close and pulled her to him kissing her in front of Charlie.

"Listen Weasely ten million is just pocket change for me the Malfoy vault has over six thousand times that in it. So you're still poor to me Weasely even if you could bid a billion galleons on her."



With that he snatched her up in a puff of smoke and they were gone to his private wing of the manor. He summoned a house elf from the kitchens to bring them plenty of foods and drinks unwilling to leave her alone. They ate and drank read poetry for a while then Dovey brought them some fruity wine.



The fire lit itself and Draco began to get hot fanning himself he stripped of his shirt. Hermione blushed not just from a shirt less Draco but the effects the heat was having of the wine she drank. She shivered hard she was cold her nipples visibly harden underneath the flimsy fabric this prompted Draco to pull her close to him.





He kissed he fully demanding her to give him access to her mouth she moaned giving him all that he needed. Their tongues dueled each unwilling to let the other have control over them he broke the kiss for some much needed air. He wanted her not the tart in front of him but she would do for now like the others. Her name danced in the back of his mind but he wouldn't say it refusing to believe that she was the one thing he needed. Need. The word came up so often it was like breathing to him. He wouldn't say he name yet he would take pleasure in her body if she gave it to him. But could he Draco Henry Malfoy really lie with the mudblood woman haunted him? If she was willing. Was she really the one for him?



He went to kiss Anna again and she pushed him away this wasn't right and it couldn't ever be right. But it felt so good and since when did the right thing have to feel good all the time any way. She tried the so called right thing with Ron but it didn't feel right to her there was no fire like this no need. No hurt when she found out that he belonged to someone else. She would be come a mini Molly Weasley and that was not what she wanted. She longed for him because he challenged her the way not many men could. Still she wouldn't be able to live with herself this man in front of her was the same one who tortured her as a child insulted her just because of her blood. She walked away from him to leave but he pushed her up against the wall.

He was angry she would refuse him a Malfoy heir but his face didn't show it his eyes scared her.



"When was the last time you screwed all night? When was the last time you came so hard and so long you forgot where you are? Don't you ever think you're too familiar? Whereas you and me... we're not cozy at all. We'd be AMAZING. And that scares the shit out of you." And it truly did he saw fear in her eyes she was not afraid of him but she was afraid of herself. Being dependant upon another human being and giving a part of yourself up to them frightened her to the point where she spent her life in books.



She would be with him with no promises no romantic gestures or declarations of love because she didn't need any. Nodding her head she had given him some of her trust and that was enough for him for now. He didn't need anything else in the world at this moment nothing but something still remained just out of his reach.



She threw her arms around his neck unsure of were this would lead she took her first big step into the unknown. She kissed his not as passionately as he kissed her but sweet and tantalizing. He took control of the kiss leading her over to the bed pushing her down gently. A simple wave of his hand and she lay naked before him with nothing to hid her body.



"No fair you're still dressed" She hissed undoing his pants he took her hands away earning a disappointed groan from her. "All things in good time love. All things in good time." He chuckled kissing his way between her breast. Her aching nipples commanded his attention trailing around her breasts with wet kisses he grazed her right nipple slightly with his teeth. An electric spark shot through her making her squirm impatiently wanting him to touch more of her his slow pace went on despite this. The sweet pressure inside her ballooned as he nipped the tender spot just above her belly button. She pushed her hips up into him a little trying to urge him on he laughed at her again. Cupping her lightly her was overwhelmed at how wet she was for him and he hadn't even begin to touch her yet. Sliding his fingers between her juicy folds the urge to taste her.



He licked along the outer edges of her lower lips savoring her rich musky taste. She let out a loud hiss as he swirled his tongue around her extra sensitive clit this was heave or something real fucking close to it. His skilled fingers pumped her insides occasionally he would pull his fingers out of her and lick them clean. She was the best honey he had tasted her cries of pleasure made him painfully hard. Slowly roasting on a pit of ecstasy was torture she wanted the full force.



"Ssstop." She managed to she managed to get out disappointed that his tongue actually stopped that delicious wiggling inside of her.



"What do you want love?" He ran his hand across her belly in slow lazy circles. He wanted her to be alright with this but if she wasn't her would gladly stop for her. A strangely familiar nagging voice in his head said he'd stop for her to. "Tell me pretty pureblood princess...Tell me...Tell your Draco what you really want from him."



"Take me." She blushed but he ignored that slinking up side her he kissed her lips.



At first she resisted a little she had never tasted herself before but the way his tongue slide along hers spreading her honey around her mouth she fell in love with her taste. She vaguely registered the small rush of his magic as he waved his hand and his pants disappeared. He nudged her legs apart with one of his own looking into her eyes as he adjusted himself.



She nodded shifting her hips a little when she felt the pressure of him entering holding her breath when he thrust fully in. He knew she didn't mean it but she did and it hurt like a mother fucker she bit into his shoulder and drew blood. She instantly licked the wound apologetically she didn't know what came over her really. She just felt the need to taste his blood.



He thrust slowly giving her time to get used to the feel of him inside. She was so hot and tight wiggling about wantonly he had to stop a few times to make her be a little bit stiller for him. She couldn't help herself every nerve of was on fire if she died right now she would die happy as hell. He rolled them over onto his back so she was on top he thought he saw a faint gleam of one of his mother's enchanted hair adornments. She was unsure of her movements as he guided her but she was a super fast learner. Moving with almost well practiced ease she even rolled her tummy a bit like a belly dancer.



She leaned forward bracing herself with her hands on his chest and he could get a good view of the hair thing. He had seen it before it changes the wears features into whomever they chose to be real or fictional. His fingers itched and he pulled it off a soft glow came over her and then there she was the woman of his dreams in all her glory. He was fucking the woman that eldued him in his dreams the woman he spent years hating when he was awake.



"Hermione...fuck me." He rasped voice dripping sex they locked eyes something passed between them. She stared at the outer edges of his iris and the intense glow of his sclera and her movements stopped. He tried to urge her on as she tried to get off of him. He was under the influence of some kind of potion she had to get off and make him stop this was wrong on every level. He caught her off gaurd and entered her again she flailed about trying to stop him.



"MALFOY STOP!" she was crying pushing on his chest his thrusts had become really rough and bruising.

Inside he screamed at himself to stop watching his body in horror forcing him on her smaller frame.

He came just as violently as he rode her rolling over on his side he heard her cry a single tear of his own rolled down his cheek.



They lay exhausted next to each other tired to notice the strong swirling of magic around them or the house elf watching from the corner.



"I am not demanding anything Severus I just want to know how long will the BLOODY POTION TAKE!"



"Lu calm yourself please and let Severus finish." Narcissa ran her hands along his jaw line and down his back comforting him some.



"As I was saying when they view the false memories the potion will begin to take effect sealing them in that little world until they tire out."



Dovey winked in with two small vials looking very happy and pleased with himself. Lucius took the bottle from the elf and smiled at him before waving him off. Holding them up in the light he almost wanted to keep them for himself.



"Here you are old friend since you were so anxious to get your hands on her during the auction."

"I was only in pursuit of the ingredient itself not the woman you twat! Leave the second one for Ms.Granger she's very accomplished with potions she will have need of it in the future."

Lucius knew exactly what Severus meant Potion Masters paid handsomely for one vial of virgin blood.





He looked at her as though she were some kind of alien with three heads. How the hell had he fucked the mudblood whore was beyond him but the fact that she had the audacity to not protect herself and conceive a child pissed him off royally.



"YOU FILTHY MUDBLOOD WHORE YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME!"

"I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF YOU WELL FROM WHAT I SEE YOU RAPED ME DUMB FUCK!"

"I WOULDN'T TOUCH YOU WITH A TEN FOOT FUCKING POLL!"

"NO BUT YOU BUT YOUR COCK SEEMED A GOOD ENOUGH LENGTH!'



Before he even knew what he was doing he had slammed his fist into her face he had never really hit a woman before not like she was a man. He always did it in a playful manner unless she wanted him to do other wise. She looked up from floor and he was instantly crushed by the emotion in her eyes. Magic crackled through the air books flew off shelves her clothes flew from the closet. She stared at him his world was fractioning he saw blood come from her mouth. Reaching for her an invisible force sent him hurling against the wall and then she was gone.





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