Taken Blissfully

Where ever Hermione was…..

‘She awoke in a massive room. She found herself on the most comfortable bed she had ever felt before. She raised herself to a sitting position and took a look around the room. It was a warm golden color and the décor of the room was of red and gold. There was what seemed to be a balcony door and around the frame of the door was the most beautiful red silk curtain, there was a golden rope tied around the middle to hold them open. The handles to the door look wonderful twinkling in the sunlight they seem to be enormous diamonds. She turned her attention to the bed she was in and noticed that there were pillows piled up on the bed with fascinating designs on them. The bed dressings were of gold satin material with the designs in a wine red color. Over head was a sheer red canopy which seemed to come around the whole bed but was tied neatly against the frame so it opened. The bed frame was a dark cherry wood as was the night stands next to the bed. A top of both night stands were picture frames, empty picture frames. She picked on up to take a good look at it and realized that the picture frame was of solid gold and was quite heavy. She placed it back down and looked around the room again and noticed two large dressers matching the night stands. On the opposite side of the room rather huge frame she figured it must be gold to as it match the smaller ones and it also had no picture in it. To the left of the large frame was a door also to the right was another door. She looked over the edge of the bed and noticed she had the fuzzy high heel there waiting for her a top of a plush fur rug. She slid to the edge and slipped into the heels, walking slowly around the bed and standing in front of the picture frame looking from door to door wonder which one should she go through first. She stepped to the left and put her ear to the door wondering if she could hear anything but she couldn’t so she tried to open the door but found that it was locked. She backed away and went to the other door and pushed it open without hesitation. She slowly peered her head inside to see what was through the door and found that it was an enormous closet filled with the most marvelous robes she had ever seen it seemed like there were hundreds of different still of robes and it was all color coordinated and the shoe hundreds and hundreds it seemed the for every robe there were six different shoes to match. On the higher shelves there were hats and scarves and in the middle all the way in the back of the closet was a wall of drawers she walked over and opened one of them and was shocked by the sight of so many jewels in just one drawer. Rubies, diamonds, sapphires, emeralds, and so many more of necklaces, bracelets and tiaras and gloves, everything imaginable it was amazing. In the corner of the wall was yet another door be the oh so curious Hermione that she was she walked over and opened the door and peered inside. What she saw was amazing, it was a bathroom fit for a queen. It was like a spa it had scented candles everywhere an enormous tub, shower, a massage bed, oils, soaps, towels it was really a sight to see. The best part was the rose petals all over the floor and sink and tub. She retreated back into the closet and ran her hand over the whole wardrobe until she was at the doors which lead to the bedroom. She stepped through and walked back over to the bed and took another look around.

“Where the hell am I?” she questioned out loud to particularly no one. “Shit I am not complaining though this place is beautiful.” Looking around she noticed the door which was locked before was now slightly opened. She walked towards it and pushed the door opened more peering inside to find that it was just a hallway. She stepped into the hallway and saw that it stretched on for what seemed like forever to both sides. She decided to go to the right for some reason. There was a door ever ten feet but she wasn’t interested in those doors. No, at the end of the hall was the door that she wanted to get to. It was slightly ajar and there was a light coming from the inside and she wanted to know what it was. She was finally getting closer and she could hear voices but couldn’t quite make them out. It sounded like two men were discussing something. She finally reached the door and listen to the conversation but she couldn’t really understand them. They were talking in another language but she just couldn’t understand. She found that extremely confusing, but the voices were becoming clearer to her it was so familiar but she still couldn’t exactly indentify them. She leaned in closer to the door to see if she could look inside. What she saw horrified her. She backed away from the door and kept backing up until she walked into the wall. She jumped and ran down the hall hoping she could remember which was the door to the room she had left was. Luckily it was still wide open and she ran inside and slammed the door shut and leaned against it catching her breath. ‘Running in heels was much more exhausting’ she thought as she slid down the down till she was on the floor.

‘Where the hell am I? How? I can’t possibly be there, can I? “I mean why would I be in the Malfoy manor. I mean what the hell.’ she thought looking around.

“That would explain all those beautiful things I saw and all the jewels and stuff. But what am I doing in the Malfoy manor and in a bedroom so wonderful as this one I mean if I were in the dungeons it would make more sense but here what the fuck is going on I must be insane.” She said as she rose to her feet. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

“Kitten, I know your awake already I heard you running out here in the hall. You wanna open up the door for me Hermione.” Said one of the voices she had heard in the drawing room.

She didn’t know why but she was going for the door to open it. She was screaming at herself to stop but she wouldn’t she reached the door knob and turned it to open the door and there in front of her was the handsome Draco Malfoy himself with a what looked like to be a worried Lucius Malfoy standing behind him.

“Are you ok kitten I thought you got over the excitement of how huge the hallway was?” Draco said looking at her with an emotion in his eyes that she had never seen before.
“You’d think that after a year of living here she would seize to be amazed with this house but it seems her excitement never dies.” Drawled Lucius in what seemed a playful tone, and he even smiled at her, he smiled.

‘What the hell is going on’ she thought as she looked from Draco to Lucius.
She backed away from the door without turning around, she was just so confused she was sure what was going on and it was freaking her out.

“Hermione are you ok you seem frighten Hermione…. Hermione…” she heard his voice but she couldn’t see him anymore, she couldn’t see anything anymore everything had gone black and she was alone in a dark room she sat down on the ground and started crying.’

Hermione awoke to a cold room. The fire had died out and was now a pile off ashes in its place. She looked around and sighed in relief.

“Good I’m still in my little trap chamber.” She said with much relief.

“Lefty!” she yelled for the elf hoping he had some answers for her.

`POP`

“Missus called” replied the house elf.

“Yes, I had a question what was the potion the your master brewed for me because it sure as hell wasn’t a dreamless sleep potion.” She questioned the elf who had a confused looked on his face.

“I does not know missus Is tell master yous wanted a dreamless sleep potion and he says he make it missus Is not know nothing else.” Replied the elf.

“URGH! Fine can I please have something to eat please Lefty? Thank you”

The elf bowed and with a `POP` he was gone.

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At the Malfoy Manor…..

`He was sitting in the drawing room looking at his father as he poured them both a drink. It seemed they were celebrating something. His father walks towards him and hands him a glass of fire whiskey.

“Congratulation son you managed to keep her for a year that should be a good thing considering the circumstances you and her came together she wasn’t really the best wife at first.” His father sat in the chair next to him and took a swig of his drink.

“Well father I think it was more because of the massive size of our wing she seems to enjoy all the space. Like a child on Christmas ready to tear open the presents under the tree.” Draco said not knowing where the hell that information came from.

“Yes I remember like it was last week. Oh wait that was last week and the week before and the months before as well.” His father smiled as he took another gulp of his drink. “I wasn’t so happy about this either at the beginning but once you get knocked on your ass by your sons wife simply because ‘she was excited with the space’ really chances a man.”

“Yes that was hilarious if I do say so myself. The look on your face was indeed priceless.” Draco laughed as he brought the glass to his lips to take a swig but stopped when he heard footsteps running away from the door. He and his father walked out to see Hermione running back into the room. They both shared a look and proceed down the hall to her door. Draco knocked and stepped closer to the, “Kitten I know you are awake I heard you running in the hall. You wanna open up the door for me Hermione.” He spoke not knowing what was causing these words to leave his mouth yet again. Hoping it was all real. He heard the door knob turning and the door slowly opened. He took some time to look her over; she really was a beauty, the most amazing woman he has ever seen.

“Are you ok kitten I thought you got over the excitement of how huge the hallway was?” Draco said as worry crept over him.

“You’d think that after a year of living here she would seize to be amazed with this house but it seems her excitement never dies.” Drawled Lucius in the most playful tone he could muster and throwing a smile at her. ‘She seems out of it this morning. Hopeful Draco finally got her pregnant and it is just her hormones.’ He thought to himself.

She started backing away from the door with a strange expression on her face. She seemed just as confused as he felt.


“Hermione are you ok you seem frighten Hermione…. Hermione…” he said walking toward her noticing that she looked as if she was about to faint. He hurried towards her hoping she wouldn’t faint but made it in time to catch her before she hit the floor. He quickly picked her up and laid her on the bed. He noticed Lucius was no longer standing in the hallway. He walked to the door and saw his father storming down the hallway back to the drawing room throwing the door opened and throwing some floo powder into the fire place.

“Ok good he’s calling for a healer. Now what the fuck is going on?” he asked himself as he walked over to Hermione. He studied her for a while and then leaned down and gave her a light kiss on the check. He stroked her hair just looking at her hoping she was alright. Lucius came back into the room followed by a healer who shooed both Malfoy men out of the room and quickly went to work.’

Draco shot upright in his bed in a cold sweat. He looked around his room franticly taking rough breaths. He throw his arms up and fell back onto his pillow ‘what the fuck kind of dream was that.’ He thought as he brought his hands to his face. He got up and went to pick up the towel that he left on the floor next to his bed but found that it was missing.

“Dam elves can’t ever leave shit lying around.” He got up heading to the bathroom mumbling to himself. He splashed so cold water on his face and then turned to grab another towel and headed on to the shower.

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At Hogwarts……

“Ron we have to have a little talk. I found something interesting of Hermione’s and I’m curious as to what it is exactly.” He said with an unreadable expression as he folded his arms across his chest.

Ron put the fork with a mountain of food back down on his plate and looked at his best friend. “Sure mate what’s on your mind.” He said leaning back into the chair.

“Well Ron what ever happened between you and Hermione back in school I never understood that.” Harry replied tilting his head to the side look suspiciously at his friend waiting to see what kind of lie he was about to feed him.

“It wasn’t nothing to big Harry you know I’ve told you that a million times already why are you interested in knowing what she did to me?” he questioned raising one eyebrow at his friend.

Harry leaned back into his chair and looked at his friend for some many years and he couldn’t believe what was going on. ‘He sure as hell isn’t telling me what really happened then again he never directly told me anything about what happened between him and Hermione.

“I was just wondering because it seems like you have never gave me a direct answer to that question. Actually now that I look at it you always tried to change the topic Ron what happened I need to know.” Harry said letting his anger show as a warning to his friend not to attempt to lie about this anymore.

“Look Harry we had a disagreement on our relationship and that’s all nothing more” Ron replied hoping that would be the end of it.

Now Harry was seething from anger he shot up knocking the chair over from under him as he stood up, his hands now closed fists hit the table with so much force Ron was sure it had cracked miracle it didn’t break. “Stop lying to me Ronald Weasley it will only end horribly for you I have enough proof to throw you into Azkaban now be honest and we might be able to salvage our friendship!” Harry bellowed staring down his friend.

To say Ron was scared was the understatement of the year no make that century. He was less scared when he was facing down death eaters on the field at the final battle. Ron just stared wide eyed at his friend he was at a loss of words from his fear.
Harry turned and pulled the chair back up and sat back down.

“I sorry Ron that outburst was uncalled for here let’s try this again. If you don’t tell me what really happened between you and Hermione I will make it so you suffer so much excruciating pain for the rest of your life that you will be wishing for death within a day of what I am going to do to you.” He said with calmly tone but the hatred was not surpassed. He spoke in a tone that would have made Voldemort run for the hills and beyond.

“Ok harry let’s just calm down first and think about what you’re doing ok you don’t really don’t want to hurt me Harry were friends remember.” Ron said shaking with fear.
“You are boring me Ron start talking or you will find out how much of a friend I really can be.” Harry replied in a lazy and un-amused tone.

“It happened back in our sixth year we were studying and I got carried away with her that’s all harry it was a mistake she wasn’t even a virgin anyway she was fucking someone else it wasn’t like I raped her harry she supposedly loved me and was giving it up to someone else I just took what was rightfully mine Harry you understand don’t you I mean what would you have done if Ginny kept putting you off until you couldn’t take it anymore huh I did nothing wrong she was, is and always be a whore!” Ron yelled at his friend in a sudden lapse of judgment.

Harry calming rose from his chair and looked at Ron as if he were thinking it over he walked around the table to look at his former friend.

“If Ginny kept putting me off I would let it be because I really do love her.” He turned to walk into Hermione’s room and paused. “Oh and by the way Ron, CURCIO!!” Harry yelled mustering all the hate he could and hold him under the torture curse for a good five minutes. When he lifted the curse Ron was still convulsing uncontrollably on the floor. Harry walked into Hermione’s room and grabbed her journal and walked back out to the living room. Ron was still convulsing but it wasn’t s violently as when he turned. He walked over to his former friend and bent down to grab a handful of his hair.

“You forget Ron I had to live with a piece of Voldemort soul in me for almost eighteen years. I am still very capable of horrid things.” He said in a whispered tone and then throw Ron head back down and left to go collect the aurors.

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Somewhere on the other side of the Castle……

Harry was in the corridor and looked out onto the grounds and saw the two aurors making their way to the other one which was standing at the edge of the forest. He brought his wand to his throat to magnify is voice.

“Nott I need to speak with you and your fellow aurors about something.” Harry spoke and then removed the wand from his throat. Nott simply nodded to him and then looked at his coworkers who returned his looks and headed back for the castle.

“What do you think Potter wants?” asked Goyle.

“I don’t know that’s what we are going to go find out smartass.” Theo replied sound annoyed.

“You always tend you ask the stupidest question Goyle you know that” commented Flint.

“Whatever it was just a question no need to attack me for it.”

“Don’t make your stupidity known and maybe I won’t.”

Theo was growing more annoying with the two imbeciles arguing behind.
“Will both of you shut the fuck up already you sound like two little girls bickering over whose doll is prettier.” Theo shouted and turned on his heels and stormed away to go see what Harry wanted to say to him. Making his way up the stairs and down the corridor he saw Potter leaning next to a pillar next to Hermione’s quarters.

“You wanted to talk Potter?”

“Yes why don’t we going inside and talk over some tea.”

“This isn’t time for a tea party potter what are you playing at?” He asked as Harry walked into the room and stepped aside for Theo to see Ron unconscious body lying in the middle of the room. “What the hell did you do Potter. I thought you all were best friends?”

“Why don’t you read this it will explain a lot of what happened here” Harry replied handing him Hermione’s Journal.

Theo opened up the journal and started reading. There was nothing there that could have led to Harry “The Boy Who Wouldn’t Just Die” Potter to hex his right hand man Ronald “Weasel” Weasley into unconsciousness. He looked up at Harry raising an eyebrow questioningly; Harry just tilted his head as if telling him to continue. He started scanning the pages of the journal until something stood out to him and he just looked up slack-jawed at what he just read.

‘So that’s why she flinched at his name. I knew something was funny.’ He thought to himself.

“So that doesn’t explained what happened and if I don’t know what happened I still might have to take you in too Potter so start explaining.”

“How about I just give you a pensive. I think Headmaster snape has one lying around.” With that said he walked around Theo and made his way to the headmaster’s office.