Chapter 4 Evil lies Beneath

Draco and Hermione entered their common room, and when Hermione came through the painting Draco, was bowing deeply. She looked up and was face to face with her father.

"Hello my Lord." Hermione bowing her head to him.

"Hello daughter, you impressed me with your actions at dinner this evening."

"I'm glad you approve of my actions Lord."

"You pleased me greatly with your request on the muggle parents you had as well. It would please me further to have you call me father."

"I want nothing to do with muggle kind father. I am sickened that Dumbledore felt that I should be placed in the hands of such filth." She Hissed.

"I know my daughter, come here and let me look more closely at you."

She obeyed and came to his side bowing her head.

He gripped her chin and pulled her face up. "You are beautiful like your mother. Although in your eyes I see my determination and strength. I need your strength now daughter will you help me?"

"I will do whatever you ask of me father." She gripped his cold hand under hers.

"Good then. Let it be known that my blood runs through your veins. Make rumors of it, but don't admit it to anyone. You will be going to the Malfoy manor in December and you will not be returning. Tie up any loose ends you may have because when winter break comes around our plans will be set in to motion."

"Yes father I will obey you."

"One more thing Hermione I have another gift for you."

Voldemort pulled out a picture and handed it to Hermione.

" That is your mother, and that is you in her arms."

Hermione stared at the picture tears rolling down her still stern face.

"Who killed her father?"

"She was with me at the Potter house the night my rein fell. She loved me and attempted to kill James Potter but alas. James Potter killed your mother."

Anger passed over Hermione's eyes. "We will rein again father. I was lost to you for too long, but I will prove my dedication to you and the cause." Hermione fled from the room, Draco meaning to go after her when the dark lord called him.

"DRACO!"

"Yes, Lord." Draco bowed.

"I am in your debt for being smart enough to bewitch her blood. You Draco gave me my daughter back; her blood mixing with yours brought her evil to pass. When the war is done, your family will prosper greatly from it."

"Thank you lord, but I did not do it for you I did it for myself."

"Draco, you may also have my daughter's hand in marriage and I expect great things from your heirs. Now go consol her, do not let her take Potters life, witch her blood will urge her to do."

"Yes lord thank you." Draco turned to leave, but stopped.

"Lord?"

"Yes Draco."

"Lord, I had known something was special about her from the time I first laid eyes on her. I felt wrong because I wanted her knowing she was a mud blood, but when I found out she wasn't I knew I had to have her, because I love her. I just wanted you to know that I really do love her."

"I know that your feeling guilt because you liked her as a mud blood, but you proved your loyalty to me by not acting on her until you found out she wasn't. I also know that you do love her. Now go take care of her Draco."

"Yes, Lord." He said as he left the room.

"Lucius you have a good son. He serves us well, they will have strong children. The ceremony will take place the night she births."

"Yes, Lord I agree, now let us get you back to the manor." The two aperated back to the Malfoy manor where Narcissa waited to see Lucius.

"Lucius what happened, how did it go?"

Lucius spoke shutting the door to Voldemort's room. "Well we are lucky, our son really is in love with the Dark Lords daughter. He wants to marry her. I see no trouble in them producing an heir."

"Oh how wonderful. She squealed."

"How about we pretend we still need to make an heir." Lucius purred into his wife's ear.

You are a cad Lucius Malfoy."

"Seeing the love in our son's eyes this evening helped me to remember us, back at Hogwarts."

"I Love you Lucius."

"I love you too Ancilla."

"I am no slave to you Lucius, you will do well to remember that." Narcissa laughing.

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"Ancilla, Darling are you all right?" Draco asked touching her back.

"I will kill Potter for this Draco!" Hermione clutching the picture of her late mother.

"Your father has great plans for us and for that Potter. You know that he will die, even if not by your hands."

"I will do it myself mark my words. Draco Malfoy."

"I do not think that you couldn't, but do not go ruining your fathers plans just to appease your own anger."

Hermione stared at her hands "Your right Draco, I just feel so lost, so many things I'm learning that I never knew, and so many things I can't remember. Not to mention the anger I'm feeling on so many levels. It was so hard to find out who my father is, and hide my shock and anger. I rose up to be what I knew he would want from me when I heard your father speaking to you."

"I know my Hermione, I wish I could fix things, but I can't. All I can do is hold your hand as you walk this road." Draco looked into her eyes, pulled her close, and kissed her, his hand wandering to pull the pins out of her hair so it fell down her back. Hermione's hand drifted to Draco's shirt.

"Hermione are you sure about this?" He questioned pulling away from her.

"Why wouldn't I be? I have made love to you dozens of times before."

"Covering quickly he said, yes, but you have had a trying day, and I thought you might be too tired."

"Well I'm not, and I need you like nothing I have ever needed before Draco."

Hermione seized Draco, pulling off his shirt sending it flying as her lips frantically fought with his for control. Her tongue sliding across his bottom lip, as her hands removed his clothing piece by piece.

Draco pushed her onto her back, while he took over for a while. He stripped the silk black shirt she wore, her supple c cup breast falling into view. He pressed his body against hers, her hard nipples sending shivers up his spine. Her hand fumbled with his belt before words that he couldn't understand escaped her lips and led him to find himself fully naked.

"That was a dirty trick Ancilla."

"What can I say, I'm a bad girl. She shrugged as he attacked her again pulling her skirt from her body revealing no under where.

"You really are full of surprises."

"Yes I really am." She cooed, as she pushed him onto his back taking his hardness into her mouth.

He thought to himself the ecstasy of it. He had had oral before, but getting it from Hermione was like silk being wrapped around his cock, she kept going until he was on the brink of ecstasy, and then he pushed her onto her back, and slammed his manhood inside of her, making a small whimper escape her lips.

"She was a virgin. He thought, and I just took it from her. She is my perfect, pure girl whom will only ever be mine." This thought turning him on even more he moved inside of her, and was almost instantaneously relieved if his fluids, from her tightness caressing his staff.

He kept it slow wanting her to get used to him. He wanted to please her the way that should would please him for the rest of their lives. He listened to her breathing, felt her fingers dig into his back. Then began to move in and out of her more quickly. Her body bucking against his begging to be pounded, he began moving faster, he felt her muscles contract as she hit her peak, and she became even wetter, allowing him to slide in and out of her faster, making her orgasm again in a matter of minutes, before he felt his own body shutter and release inside of her. He pushed himself into her as fare as he would go, while his seed was released into her body. Him collapsing beside her, Speaking softly as they drifted to sleep.

"Are you ok Hermione?"

"Yes, it was perfect even if it did hurt, I felt like it was the first time for me all over. I love you Draco."

"I love you too Adves Angelus."

"What does that mean Draco?"

"It means Dark Angel." Draco whispered as he heard Hermione's breathing change from awake to sleep.

Hermione woke a few hour later using Draco as a pillow feeling exceptionally good.

It was still dark, ad she thought she would surprise Draco and show him how bad she could be. When She ever so gently started playing with Draco's manhood, until it became hard again. She slowly climbed on top of him sliding her wetness down his shaft until he stirred.

He smiled before he even opened his eyes, because he already knew the feeling wrapped around him.

She started moving her hips into him, and he became even more aroused. He moved in to her trying to flip her over, and she stopped him.

"No, Draco it's my turn to bring you all the way."

He just lay back, and took her in while he moved his hands to her waist holding her hips as she brought him to his peak. As he came close he began rubbing her clit, and she became wild and pounded him over an over as the peaked at the same time, fluids meeting, and once again Draco releasing inside of her.

"Hermione will you marry me?"

"Don't play Draco." She scolded rolling off from him.

"I'm not Playing." He said handing her a small red box.

"I want you to be my wife Hermione."

Hermione opened the box, and gasped at the beauty before her. The ring that lay in the box looked like a dragon. With diamond inlayed as the dragons body, but with two ruby eyes. "Diamonds in a dragon body setting. Draco I."

"I had it made to look like a dragon, because I'm your Draco, Your Dragon."

Tears slipped from Hermione's eyes, as she whispered "Yes, Draco I will be your wife."