Her Turning

A/N: Thank you to LunaSeay my beta! She is just wonderful!!!

She never wanted it to happen.

Hermione thought to herself as she “accidentally” passed by Draco’s office and when she “accidentally” opened the door and “accidentally” started snooping around.

Hermione tiptoed inside Draco’s office. It was her first time actually being in there.

She remembered the woman who was straddling him yesterday. She was determined to find out who the hell she was.

She walked around his large desk and seated herself on his chair and started checking the papers on top. She felt like a snoop, but the image of Draco and that woman just replayed in her head again and again.

She started pulling open the drawers of his desk. She found nothing except old parchment and quills. She pulled at the last drawer and discovered it was locked. She quickly looked around for something to open it.

She sighed loudly before checking that no one was in sight. Harry told her never to show her magic to anyone. She placed her palm on the keyhole and pulled back as she heard the lock open.

Inside were small vials filled with clear blue liquid.

“His memories.” She whispered to herself.

She reached for one and popped off the cork. She felt herself being sucked in and found herself in Draco’s bedroom. On the bed was the woman she had seen the day before and Draco; she felt her heart beat louder as she watched them. The woman was on all fours, completely naked and Draco was pounding into her from behind.

Draco’s upper body leaned forward, lying against her back. He reached forward towards the sides of the bed and pulled out long satin ropes tied to the bed. He lifted himself off her and thrust his hips to her. He held the ropes as he leaned back, thrusting harder and harder. The woman’s ohs and ahs became louder. He then gave one hard thrust and emptied himself in her.

Hermione dropped the vial and felt tears in her eyes.

“Kinky isn’t he?” said a voice from the door. Hermione looked at her and slammed the drawer shut. The woman she just saw in Draco’s memories stood before her in a little purple nightgown and a dress robe.

“He liked being rough. That was the kind of sex we always had. Amazing isn’t it?” She said teasingly with a small smirk on her lips.

“Sorry, I’m not even supposed to be here.” Hermione stood up, avoiding the stare of the other woman.

“Don’t tell me you’re leaving now. We just met. I’m Elisabeth Andoline.” Elisabeth said as she unenthusiastically held up her arm wait for a handshake.

“Hermione. I need you to please get out of my way.” Hermione said as she neared the door.

“Don’t get too comfortable in Draco’s bed. Soon enough, I’ll be back there with him above me, fucking me like there’s no tomorrow. I’m the kind of woman he wants.” Elisabeth said walking toward Hermione. She rounded her and stopped as Elisabeth stood behind her.

She leant in and whispered to Hermione’s ear “He’ll never be like that with you.”

Elisabeth backed off and went out of the door.

Hermione stood in her spot, her head held high and a tear falling down her cheek.

~

Ron sat on a large throne with his head propped up by his arm. Victoria and Luna sat on each side, looking bored and staring at nothing.

In front of him a small man kneeled explaining why there was no more potion left in the storage room.

Ron yawned loudly, his mouth opening widely. Victoria and Luna snickered at Ron and his not so subtle boredom.

The throne room’s doors opened and two men entered dragging another body behind them.

Ron sat up at this and dismissed the small man.

“What’s the meaning of this?” He gestured to the man who lay on his side. It was one of his friends who joined him in being a werewolf.

Ron stood up and neared Seamus, who was bound and beaten.

“My Lord, we have found a traitor” Said the man who held Seamus’ ropes.

“A traitor?! He is one of my loyal friends!” Ron yelled, making the other man shudder.

“We found the stolen potions in his quarters and we found these.” They handed him letters from Death Eaters that were addressed to Seamus, stating the amount he would receive if he sent the potions the Order made to be given to the werewolves on their side.
Ron looked hard at Seamus. Seamus lay still, his eyes concentrating on the ground.

“Stand back and escort my wives to my suite.” Ron said as he shed his robe, leaving him in his black trousers.

“Ron, no!” Luna stood up.

Ron looked back at her and questioned her for defending Seamus.

“I want to watch.” She said as she stood by his side.

“Me, too.” Victoria stood beside him.

Ron smiled at his wives.

He walked toward Seamus and bent down.

“You know how much I hate being betrayed.” Seamus looked up with fear in his eyes.

Ron stood up and started to transform. Seamus screamed as Ron bit into his shoulder and pulled off his arm.

Limb by limb, Ron showed his followers what happens to traitors.

Vincent looked at his son-in-law and smiled. Ron was the perfect leader for his pack.

~

Hermione sat on Draco’s bed and was feeling around on the sides. She felt her heart stop as she pulled out a satin rope from the bottom of the mattress. Tears fell from her eyes. Draco hasn’t moved on. Everything that reminded him of Elisabeth was still with him.

She jumped off the mattress, disgusted by the bed where he and Elisabeth fucked.

“Hermione?” Hermione turned to face the door. There Draco stood with a small vial in his hand.

“Did you see this?” He questioned her.

Hermione bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

“Why do you still keep it?” She asked.

Draco looked down and said nothing.

“Do you still love her?” At this Draco looked at her.

“Why would you think that? I wasn’t able to get rid of it because Elisabeth has the key. A magical key, I can’t use magic to open it”

Hermione looked down. She felt relieved but a small part of her doubted what he said.

“Hermione, I love you.” Her head snapped up at his words.