Love of a Dragon

Ch. 8 Cruelly caught by Darkness

“ I always knew that this mudblood would end up on her back one day.” Said a familiar
voice coldly. Both of us stop snogging and cuddling to look up. Dragon was on top of
me. We see not only Lucius, but Bellatrix and Voldemort as well. I look up at Draco in
alarm. He is equally as shocked as I and he was hastily trying to cover me up so that
they would not be able to see my body. That’s thoughtful of him. But what are we
supposed to do now. They very people we were trying to make sure never to know of
our relationship by playing our parts right. Was staring at our secret by staring at us.
We still seem to be mentally connected and I see that Dray is trying to compose himself
and come up with a plan to make it all seem like a horrible act to hurt me. This is not
going to be fun. I knew we were going to have to revert back to our false hatred I just
didn’t think it was going to be this soon.

I want to cry already. But I cant give away that I know what Dragon is about to do.
This is going to hurt so bad. Slowly Dragon smiles he has formulated his plan. “ Father,
my lord I didn’t expect to see you, but now that you are here you may as well watch as
I ruin this mudblood.” He said and laughed haughtily, he is hoping that I will catch on.
But I already was up to speed. This is just a ploy to save face so that neither one had
to be hurt. But this already hurts. I wish things could be different. But we don’t live in a
fairytale. He is a pureblood and I’m a mudblood. “What do you mean Draco?!” I cry out
feigning shock though I know he doesn’t mean a word of what he is saying or is about
to say. He contorted his beautiful face into one of utter scorn that I am often forced to
look at. “ I thought you were smart Granger. I played you. I took pleasure from you as
it’s my right as a pure blood. You deserve to be serving on your back. At least you
know that you could have been fucked by no better than me the Slytherin prince.
You’re a mudblood whore! It was so easy to get you to this bed. For a Know it all you
can be so dumb.” He laughed then for good measure.


I know that he didn’t mean that. Just beneath his scorn I can see his apology and the
love that he truly feels for me. So I released the tears that I have inside because I hate
that this is how it has to be unless the world suddenly changed. But I don’t see that
happening anytime soon. This is what happens when you are in a forbidden
relationship. He doesn’t realize I’m just as good as an actress as he is an actor. “ But..
but.. I thought you loved me?” I say between sobs. Since we have to act I am going to
play it up to its fullest. “ Loved you?! I could never love you and I are not of the same
blood. My blood is pure and yours is mud which is filthy. I just got horny and I was
bored of fucking the same Slytherin girls that throw their selves at me willingly, I
needed a new challenge and a new body to claim. And mudblood I got you! Not really
fair for me but oh well could probably do worse.” He laughed some more.


I hate this. I know if anyone besides Ginny and Luna were to find out about this they
would believe what he said was the truth. This is exactly something they think he would
pull but its just an act.“ My servant you mean to tell us that you did this not out of love
, which would be disgusting and shameful, but you did this to ruin her. Your once
childhood friend?” Draco is surprised that the dark lord had discovered that he was
friends with her. How much does he know!! Wait! I think I know why this all has felt so
familiar since last night. It’s a dream that both Dragon and I have shared since first
year. Had the dream been some premonition this whole time??!! I try to send thoughts
to Draco but he isn’t hearing me at the moment. I know this isn’t going to end well.
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“ Yes Draco, your father has told me how your blood traitor mother had brought you up
to be accepting of mudbloods and such and how you formed a friendship with that. But
I don’t blame you for you were taught such shameful things. You have been loyal to
me. But how it looked when we first got here it seemed as if there was a connection
between you and that disgusting mudblood.”“ Don’t you mean mudblood whore? My
lord the only connection that I had with her moments before was when I was inside her
disgustingly small pussy.” I said. Mione is continuing to play her part of the hurt victim
so well. I wonder if her tears are real. I was not aware she could act so well especially
under pressure. I watch Voldemort look at my father and nod once. I don’t like the look
of this. My father grabs Mione up off the bed. She yelps and grabs up the bedsheet and
tries to wrap it around herself. She is struggling to cover herself with it. What do I do
now? This took a turn that I wasn’t expecting.

“Young Malfoy now get your wand.” Voldemort says after I manage to get pants on and
get out of bed. “ Draco if you hate her has much as you say kill her.” Voldemort says
sneering at poor Mione. Who is still trying to keep herself cover. As she is being passed
to Aunt Bellatrix. I look up at the Dark Lord. I come up with something fast because I
cant kill her. I just cant. “ My Lord she is nothing to us why must we destroy her there
is no need when we have bigger fish to fry like that Potter. And Lord I know he is yours
but I want to spill his blood and then you my Lord will do your thing and finish him as
he is your kill.” I know that Mione is not enjoying this conversation and I don’t blame
her. Her life is threatened and I mention wanting to spill the blood of one of her best
friends. I am such a horrible boyfriend and lover. But I’m doing whatever it takes to
save her. Distracted as I knew he would be, Voldemort smiles.

“ That is true and I am happy that you want to spill his blood. Potter will be sorry that
he ever was the boy who lived.” The dark lord chuckles at the thought of Potter
struggling in his own blood begging for his life as the light was leaving his eyes. I lower
my wand that was currently raised against my lover. I am relieved that I was able to do
so. There is still fear in my Mione’s eyes. Is she acting that fear or does she know
something I don’t? Because I have never seen such fear in her eyes before. Then my
father has to open his mouth. “ My Lord but the mudblood, he did screw her and even
if he did it out of spite she still remains a loose end my Lord and I know how you hate
loose ends.” Merlin! Father why must you do this why cant you just forget her?! I
thought in utter agony. This is turning nightmarish very fast. “ True Lucius. Do with her
as you will. ”Voldemort says to my father. Oh Merlin No!! “ Thank you my lord.” My
father says. Aunt Bellatrix throws my Mione to the floor with a crazed smile.


Tears form in my Phoenix’s eyes its like she knows whats going to happened. And I am
forced to see an angel cry I think for real this time. No! Merlin! Father was going to kill
her. I look at Mione and she looks at me giving me a look that told me she loves me. I
cant let this happen. I would rather die than let her die this way. Because if she dies I
die. “ Avad….” His father started. “ Expelliarmous!” I bellowed with all that I had. And
that sent father flying against the wall. I didn’t care what happened to him I care more
about Mione. And whether or not she was alright. Merlin! I had never been more scared
in my entire life. Not even when father would beat me. Oh no! I had showed that I had
lied to Voldemort. I look up at Voldemort he was seething in anger. Now he knows I am
in Love with Mione. Who is just a filthy mudblood to Voldemort. Voldemort shouts a
spell at me. And I find myself unable to move. The only part of me that could move is
my eyes. “ Draco! You shame me and yourself! Now I’m going to make you very sorry
that you have chosen a little mudblood over me!” I started silently pleading with
Voldemort not to kill her with my eyes. “ Watch Draco as I show the mudblood her
place.” He screams. And I am forced to watch in pure horror as the Dark lord starts
Crucioing Mione over and over again.

This is torture watching her hit with the curse again and again. Its agony hearing her
cry out in pain again and again. Just as my precious Mione was on the brink of death
the dark lord stops. “ I have other plans for this little mudblood it will be far more
painful and tormenting than death. She will be in so much pain that she will beg for
death so that her pain will end but that’s not to happen. Beside we may be able to use
her to lure Potter to me. Bella get the mudblood! Lucius get your son, he has much to
learn.”


“Yes my lord.” they said at the same time. Mione was barely conscience but I know that
she has to feel hands grab her harshly and she moaned in utter pain. Proving me
correct. She is wondering what happened to me because cant hear me anymore.
I watch as we are being taken out of Hogwarts. Mione is somewhat aware that she is
being moved but she was in too much pain to care where.

Some time later

I don’t know how long that its been but I was finally free and I could move my body at
last. But then I feel the Cruciatus Curse upon me. I am now getting my punishment for
loving Mione. But no matter how much they feel the need to punish me. I will always
love her. They cant brake the bounds of love that we have. Our love is far too strong. I
know that if they are punishing me they must be torturing her. I hate knowing that that
is what they must be doing to her. Then my father finishes. And Voldemort comes in
and they speak in a hushed tone. “Young mister Malfoy come with me. I will give one
last gift.” I wonder what on earth this manic is going on about now. “Come your
mudblood awaits.” My mudblood? Whats he playing at? Would he really let me see her?
Voldemort leads me down to the dungeons. Where he meets my mother. He whispers
something to her and she nods. She looks so broken I can tell my mother is sorry. She
really likes Mione. “Come son.” She says as Voldemort leaves. The half blood manic
must have other matters to attend to then see a blood traitor servant with his girlfriend.
I follow mother to one of the far rooms in the dungeon. She opens one and I see Mione
on the floor she is cold and bleeding.

“Oh Mione!” I say going to her and picking her up. She must have been tortured
some more. I bring her on the small cot that is a poor excuse for a bed. My mother
hands me a cloth and some water. I start cleaning the blood out of her face. “Mione I
am so sorry.” “Dray its okay. It was meant to happen.” “What do you mean Phoenix?” I
ask confused. “Do you..remember that dream.. we would have.. that became a
nightmare at.. the end?” I thought and I gasp. Now that sounded girly. The dream we
have been having since first year was a premonition of sorts of what was to come.
What we had dreamt has come to pass. I wonder what we are supposed to do about it.
“Dragon don’t blame yourself I didn’t realize until late as well.” She said then had to
breathe hard afterwards she was so weak. My phoenix was still not wearing anything.
“Mother cant she be given something to wear?” “I will fetch something.” Mum says as
she leaves. My love is so visibly weak I hated to see her like this. Though I would rather
see her like this then dead. I shuddered at the word. She caresses my face gently and
weakly. I bend to kiss her softly but lovingly. My mother soon returns with an old dress
of hers that I haven’t seen her wear in years. It was worn but it will do. Mother helps
me slip the dress on her as gently as possible. She conjures up a wet cloth and hands
it to me. I gently take off the dirt and blood off her face and arms. I never wanted this
for her at all. If I could I would take her away from all this. But I don’t want us to be on
the run for the rest of our lives. Life can be so cruel.


Two months later

I wonder why I have been summoned to the dark lord. I don’t want to see him but I
have no choice. Father brings mother and me to him through the floor. We are in the
home Nott Senior. Why do I have such a bad feeling? Nott Sr. is glaring at me and the
dark Lord has a twisted grin on his face. I don’t like this. “ Aww young Malfoy
welcome.” The dark lord starts in false politeness. Something isn’t right he has a gleam
in his eye like I haven’t seen in so long. My aunt Bellatrix appears out of the darkness.
“My Lord, everything is prepared just as you requested.” “thank you Bellatrix. Young
Malfoy come with me to the dungeons I have something for you.” He says grinning like
the mad man that he is. Which does nothing to help my heart which is going crazy in
my chest. I follow him to the dark dungeons. At first I see nothing then the lights go
on dramatically. My heart feels like it shatters and my blood runs cold as ice. In a pool
of blood was my Mione, my Phoenix, my love. And she was dead. I scream out and my
mother cries then it all goes silent. I go to her I don’t care that she is dirty and covered
in blood. I feel as if I care for nothing but her. And she was taken from me. I am torn
apart from her and I am thrown to the ground. I know that a punishment is coming
but I don’t care. I welcome the pain of the curses thrown at me. The pain is nothing
compared to pain that came from the loss of losing my love.

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I open my eyes to darkness, it seems all I ever see is the darkness. I don’t know
where I was moved to. I used to be in the dungeons of Draco’s family home, but I’m
not there now. It has been close to four months since I had been captured that faithful
night. I am not alone that much is certain. I’m not alone for there is a life growing
inside of me. I am going to have Draco’s baby. I am glad I have practiced wandless
magic so that when I discovered I was going to have a baby I casted a spell on myself
to protect my baby. So that no matter how much they torture with curses or otherwise
my baby will be completely safe. Only I will feel the affects of the curses and torture.
I’m glad sometimes that I have never been your average witch. I’m pulled out of my
encagement by Bellatrix Lastrange Draco’s aunt. He doesn’t deserve to have such an
twisted Aunt. She throws me into the torture room. I repeat the wandless spell of
protection for my child though it isn’t needed it is only for my piece of mind. She starts
my daily dose of torture though I have no idea whether it is day or night because they
always keep me in the dark. I am starting to forget what the sun is like. Being so used
to the darkness. I miss Dragon they have been keeping us apart. I miss him more than
anybody else.

I wonder as pain rushes through my body. Have the let Draco back at school? How is
he doing? Is he having trouble concentrating without me there? My heart is aching for
him. I miss him so bad and long for him with every fiber of my being. I let my mind
wonder as I brace myself for each and every hit. Even Lucius gets in on the action, I’m
used to it I am his favorite torture subject. They have been getting frustrated because I
am so hard to break. I know that they have been discussing ways on how to break me.
They want me beyond broken. There is one thing that I wish I had my wand for and
that is to check the gender of Draco’s and my baby. I don’t know how to perform the
spell without my wand. I don’t know how much time has passed since they started the
torture. Could be minutes could be hours I have no idea. I only know how to mark the
passing of days and weeks. That’s how I know that I have been Stuck with a bunch of
deranged deatheaters for four months. Which coincidentally is about how far along I
am as well.

I am broke from my thoughts as I hear shouting and a struggle. “Enough! Hold the
mudblood down I want her to see what happens when someone angers me.” I am
picked up just so that I am on my knees but they both Lucius and Bellatrix have a hold
of my arms . I cant move. I see a familiar blond head attached to a body I know full
well thrown in front of me. Voldemort starts the Cruciatus Curse on Draco. He is
screaming out. “Stop oh please stop! Punish me instead I am the mudblood.” I cry out.
“Oh don’t worry mudblood I will punish you as well shortly.” Voldemort says in a happy
sneer. He gives about eight more rounds of the same curse. “ Here is your punishment
mudblood!” He yells. Then screams, “Avada Kedavra!” with his wand pointed at Draco.
“NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” I cry out as I watch the green light hit Draco in the chest and the
light leave his eyes. I struggle against those that are holding me back. I keep crying
out tears flooding down my face. I no longer have no idea what I may be saying all I
know is that my dragon is gone. Having departed from this world. “That my followers is
how you break a mudblood. Take who they love out of this world and the crumble and
fall and become no more.” I hear Voldemort say and that sounds about right. I force
myself to live for my baby within me the only piece I have of my dragon.


Later

It’s been too long months since that heart wrenching moment where I lost him my one
true love. I no longer care about myself, and though I am surprised that they still have
kept me alive I am glad. For my baby’s sake. Whatever food they give me I make sure
that it goes directly to my child. I am not given much enough to survive. I hope its
been enough. Oh Melin! I feel myself paling. I am now standing in a puddle. My water
has broke. My baby is coming now. Now know what the bit of pain I have been feeling
off and on for the last few hours is. I have been having contractions. And the baby is
coming now! My body is running by itself and I feel the overwhelming urge to push and
I do. I scream with each push and contraction. I am letting nature run its course. I
really wish I could be at St. Mungo’s. Well, actually an muggle hospital would do. Being
around healers, or doctors and nurses would calm me right now. Because I have no
idea what I am doing. Alright Hermione get a grip! Women have been having babies
since the beginning of time with or without the help of hospitals. You can do this. I tell
myself as I try and force myself to calm down. My baby needs me calm.

What had to have been hours later I make my last push and my baby is out. I gently
pick the crying baby up. I soon realize it’s a little girl. Using wandless magic I separate
my daughter from the cord and clean her up. Then I cast another protection spell.
Another one that comes with a warning that lets me know whenever she will be in any
danger. My darling my Angelia. I then place her to my breast urging her to eat she
must be hungry. She soon takes to it and sucks her food out of me as she should. I will
love you always my dear.

The next day

Bellatrix nearly faints in shock when she realizes that I have a baby. “The mudblood
has had a baby!!” She shrieks sending other deatheaters to us. They are all obviously
shocked. Is it really that shocking considering that I was making love to Dragon when
they found me. Voldemort comes in. “Master what should we do with this halfblood
infant its obviously my sons.” “Find an orphanage I don’t care if its muggle. Try to find
one as soon as possible..” I stop listening. I knew they were going to take her away
from me I just didn’t want to hear it. She is all that I have left of him. I want to love her
as long as I can. Soon time passes but I don’t keep track they will tell me how long it
has been when they take her from me. They like to rub things such as this in my face. I
begin to lose track of the feedings and changes. I fall into a loving routine with my
daughter.


“Wake up Mudblood!” I’m kicked in the face. I get up from the floor holding my
daughter. “You have had two weeks of motherhood now say goodbye to the halfblood
brat.” I don’t want to. “Whats the brats name?” Bellatrix asks me. “Her name is
Angelia.” I say in utter agony in losing her. “Well that’s enough information for the
bloody orphanage.” Bellatrix says then proceeds to snatch my daughter from me. When
she has her. My poor daughter starts screaming she is frightened of the crazy eyed
witch that took her from me. I softly start singing baby of mine by ALISON KRAUSS and
she calms at the sound of my voice. But when Bellatrix leaves with her, I hear her
scream again. She wants me and I need her. Why must I lose everything I have to live
for. My sweet Angelia live for mommy and we will meet again some day. Then I fall to
the ground as torturous painfully curses hit me.













She woke up in the dark as she had for the longest time. She couldn’t see where she
was. Hermione would feel around and only feel bars and a hard floor she was in some
sort of cage that much she knew. And she was only let out to be tortured. Or be used
as a test subject for new curses the death eaters would create.
And it was all because her blood wasn’t the same as theirs.
She cried out as another curse hit her in the dark small space. She cried out as she fell
to the cold hard floor.