Anima

Chapter 5

Draco had clung to her like a child to a parent, even as she sent the owl to the Headmistress of Hogwarts explaining the situation as much as she dared and sending a plea for help. She could handle Draco Malfoy, former misguided Death eater and restored Anima to her care. She wasn’t so sure what to do with Draco Malfoy, sixteen year old in an eighteen year old body. She almost felt dirty trying to arouse his sexual interest but he would not be distanced by her and she knew to refuse him might give him the wrong impression.

She wasn’t angry with him and this was not his fault, but pushing him away would incline him to believe differently. So, she forced her own discomfort away and concentrated on holding him, stretched out on the couch with the television set to low, him playing with the buttons on her blouse and glancing up at her now and again.

After several moments he sighed softly,” You...you were going to tell me the rules?”

Hermione closed her eyes for a moment. She’d completely forgotten. Still, he would need to know them for however long he would be in her care. Silently she hoped Minerva McGonagol could help without taking him away from her. She was really becoming attached to him,” Oh, yes...that. Alright. I think we should...let’s see...”

Her eyes rolled back and she moaned softly as he curiously brushed a finger against her nipple, hidden within her blouse. His eyes looked her over carefully before taking that as a positive response and he started to experiment, drawing little patterns with his finger, lightly pinching it and delighting in her aroused grunt. This was fun.

Fire flashed in her eyes and she rolled him onto his back,” Little minx...”

His eyebrow cocked a bit, amusement in his eyes,” Aren’t I a ferret?”

She grinned slowly,” Well, then...this should please you...” She leaned down on his chest, fingers moving out to carefully stroke behind his ears, scratching gently and enjoying his little groans. She’d almost swear he was purring the way he seemed to stretch into each scratch and caress, a happy rumbling sound coming from deep in his chest,” My, my...you really do have sensitive ears...”

Leaning up to kiss his forehead, he saw her coming and headed her off, capturing her lips that sent a shockwave of surprise and happiness through her. She lost herself to the moment, her weight settling on him happily while he kneaded the muscles in her back and held onto her tightly. Moving to the right just a little, she teased the corner of his mouth, moving in quickly to nip at his bottom lip before moving to the other corner. Giving his chin a little nibble, she worked her way down his neck slowly while he groaned and bared his throat to her, eagerly submissive for whatever pleasure she had in mind.

Licking and nipping down the pale column, she dipped her tongue into the hollow of his throat and enjoyed his shiver before slowly making her way up the other side. Kissing his jaw, she captured his ear and started to carefully worry it, enjoying his panting. Whispering softly,” Rules, Draco. There are not many, but you will obey them.”

He gasped and nodded helplessly,” Yes.”

Smiling and tugging carefully on his lobe,” You will obey me as the submissive that you are.”

Whimpering,” Yes.”

Blowing lightly,” You will respectfully challenge me, as the Malfoy you are.”

Groaning,” Oh, yess...”

Nipping,” You will never utter the word mudblood-“

” Never!”

Smiling,” The subject of blood has no place here...pure, half, muggle...”

Hissing,” Yes. I understand. I’ll obey.”

“ You will try to get along with my friends.” She blinked, realizing he was utterly still and staring at her like she’d grown a second head on her shoulder. Out of concern she glanced just to be sure before realizing why he was looking like the world had turned upside down. Sighing,” I said you will try...not that you had to.” He still hadn’t moved and she glared at him,” Draco...”

He looked around furtively,” When you say try...”

“ Draco!”

Wincing,” What if they start it?” She just stared at him silently and he felt that need to please her bubble up inside. He damned his nature for the thousandth time for it. Lowering his head,” I’ll try.”

She smiled slightly, seeing the pouting little boy again. Leaning on his chest, resting her chin on her arm and rubbing her thumb lightly across his cheek bone,” It’s all I ask. Now, if you behave yourself and follow the rules, you will be rewarded. Break the rules and you will be punished.”

Wincing, thinking of the whip or cane his father loved to use on him,” How?”

“ Just as I said, you will be spanked.”

Swallowing nervously, thinking of that mysterious box that she had made him carry home...home. He liked the sound of that. That this was his home and she wouldn’t threaten to kick him out on his ass, no matter how badly he behaved. Unfortunately he did have his moments, when obeying was next to impossible for him,” What...did you buy?”

Looking into his eyes carefully, knowing he needed to know so he was aware of what was in store for him for misbehaving,” I purchased two sizes of paddles for warming your bottom...what is called a cock ring but I’ll explain that later...and a collar.”

He tilted his head,” Collar?”

Smiling and nuzzling his chin,” You’ll see.”
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They had a pleasant lunch together, afterwards she worked on a few bills while he looked through her seventh year potions book. He shook his head,” I can’t believe I will never make any of these...” He sighed softly, resting his chin on his hand,”...never be a potions master...” His eyes lost their focus before he leaned back on the sofa, book now laying on his chest as he put his arms behind his head.

Hermione turned her head, watching him silently puzzle something out,” Is that what you wanted?”

His lip tilted a little,” It was just a dream but...” He shook his head a little.

“ What?”

Huffing,” It was never going to be, anyway. I would train under father and some day run Malfoy Enterprises.” Shaking his head with a sneer,” Never saw the logic of his thoughts on that.”

Tilting her chair to the side so she could see him easily,” Why? You’re intelligent and you learn quickly. Why couldn’t you run his business?”

Smirking just a little,” Out of spite I would have run it into the ground.”

Raising her eyebrows,” That’s a multi-national conglomerate, isn’t it?”

Shrugging, not concerned,” I would have...I never cared for business and he knew it.” Sighing, his thoughts leading him to the end of fifth year. His near devastation that his father was locked away from him, rotting in a cell. What was he supposed to do? His mother was clueless. She had no idea how to handle him and letters from his father, assuming the man could send them, wouldn’t be enough to control him. He’d thought to break his father out of prison at the time.

” He’s still in Azkerban, right?”

Hermione toyed with her hair, bills forgotten,” No.” He jerked around to stare at her,” No one knows where he is...he.” She closed her eyes and sighed, allowing her thoughts to drift over the past. She hated the past, it was a vial, corrupt thing that had destroyed so many but Draco had a right to know,” Voldemort broke all the Death eaters out of Azkerban, destroying it in the process. They went on a rampage which...was pretty much seventh year.” Tugging lightly on her lock,” I don’t know if he killed my...my parents or if it was random. I was hoping to never hear about him again...now you’re here, apparently his gift to me and-“

He placed a gentle hand on her own,” Hermione...I...” Draco swallowed and looked down,” I wrote the note...” Hermione felt her eyes widen. He’d rather be dead if she hadn’t taken him in,” I had no where to go. I just...I woke up with those marks on my body and no idea how I’d gotten them. All I had was an address in my hand with your name on it. No clothes except my shoes and...I...I couldn’t remember past the train ride home after fifth year and I...I wasn’t sure what was right or wrong but I knew I couldn’t stay on the streets with no father or mistress or master.” Swallowing,” I needed help too badly to question why.” Shivering, huddling a bit to himself,” I slipped in through the window in the kitchen...the one you had to open to let Potter’s owl in. I stole parchment off your desk and wrote the note and...I fell asleep in your bed.”

That’s why the paper had looked familiar even if the penmanship hadn’t. Well, she’d actually seen Draco’s penmanship and that had looked familiar, she just hadn’t put it together. Clearing her throat, stunned,” The seal?”

Smirking just a bit,” Muggles need a signet, wizards don’t. Just a wand and the right spell.”

Nodding,” Ahh. Well, you’ve outdone yourself.” Draco’s smirk slipped off, looking frightened and she reached over to squeeze his wrist,” I’m not going back on my word now calm down.” She moved to the sofa and sat down next to him,” You duped me and that’s not easily done...I’m impressed.”

Raising a wary eyebrow at the shock that was still on her face even as her mind puzzled through all the angles he’d just thrown at her,” You’ll be punishing me for that?”

Blinking before glancing at him, head tilted slightly to the left as she studied him before coming to a decision,” Nope. I thought of something much more diabolical.”

The other eyebrow shooting up,” You’ll make me do house elf work?”

She made a scoffing noise, swatting at the air as if swatting a fly,” Of course not. That would only be for my own torture...seeing you on your hands and knees...your cute ass moving in the air as you scrubbed the floors... no, I’ve thought of something even better.”

He swallowed nervously and leaned back just a little,” Have you?” Although his mind had not passed up on her thoughts of his bum. His cute bum?

Nodding slowly, purring and leaning forward,” I, Hermione Granger...am going to subject you Draco Malfoy...to the worst torture imaginable.” She was over him now, he pressed into the sofa with her body on top of him,” I am going to snog...you...stupid.”

“ Can you do that when I’m not looking? Please, Mione?!” Both froze, eyes wide before turning to stare at the raven-haired boy in the middle of the living room, hand over his eyes and face an interesting shade of red. His wand was at his side, obviously, dressed in muggle jeans and a green t-shirt.

Sitting up quickly, face reddening but not from embarrassment and hands slamming into the sofa as she jumped to her feet,” Harry James Potter you do not Apparate into my living room! You know I have muggle friends!”

He jumped back, shocked out of his embarrassment and stumbling back a step,” I missed! I wanted your back yard-“

Finger jabbing at his chest,” You have never missed since you’ve started apparating so don’t hand me that cock and bull story! One word from me to the Ministry and they’ll have your ass, Boy-That-Lived-Again or not!!”

Eyes widening,” Geez, Mione, you’ve gotten a bit more colorful-“

” Thanks to the twins, yes I have. Not to mention Ginny. You’d be amazed what a scorned woman will say.” Harry ran a hand through his haphazard locks, eyeing his shoes and mentally wincing. He could only imagine what she was saying about him behind his back considering the things she was still saying to his face. Hermione slowly exhaled,” Draco, say hello to Harry.”

Draco stood up slowly, blush gone and smirked,” Hello to Harry.”

Harry snorted and Hermione stomped her foot,” Draco!”