The large space radiated bewitching hysteria as Hermione cautiously admired the seductively dark bedroom.
With a similar forlorn colour scheme throughout the elaborate building, Hermione brushed her hand against the glamorous black velvet patterned, crimson wallpaper as the wall rippled on her electric touch,
"What was that?" She gasped as she quickly whipped her hand back, witnessing the white static sparks that followed her touch before the wall returned to its solid state.
Draco smiled at the evolving witch as he walked up behind her and caressed her back with desire,
"It's just welcoming you home. Like a purring cat, happy its owner is showing it attention, the manor is showing its devotion to you" he replied as he kissed her neck longingly.
His tender kisses eased away the tension from her alert body as she welcomed his nuzzles by bending her head back in acceptance before he guided her to the king sized Victorian mahogany bed.
Draco flung Hermione around to face him before grabbing her shoulders and pushing her onto the soft mattress with craving,
"Now let me welcome you properly" He whispered as he climbed onto of the smirking witch as she laid back and greeted her lover's tender embrace.
Hermione began to tear his clothes off as he followed his eager lover and started to remove her top.
The roaring fire in front of the sturdy bed seductively distracted Hermione's concentration as the dancing flames taunted the witch's fragile mind,
"Did you see that?" She screeched as she bolted up right and regarded the fire with panic.
Set in its black Victorian iron prison, the flames rose and fell on command as silhouettes of Harry's, Dumbledore's and McGonagall's faces flickered in and out of sight before them.
Draco immediately jumped off the bed and grabbed the fire stoke with surprise,
"I was wondering when they would try to find you! Took a little longer than I expected though" he deduced as he viciously poked at the burning wood with determination, distinguishing any more surprise appearances from the Hogwarts rescuers,
"They know where I am" Hermione mouthed as she redressed herself and got off the bed as she looked out the large arched stained glass window with guilt.
Draco could see a slight shift in the previously confident witch's demeanour as he walked over to join his confused lover at the window,
"What is happening to me, Draco?" Hermione whispered as she stared blankly at her reflection unsure of the woman staring back at her.
Draco started massaging her tense shoulders as he tried to relax the torn witch,
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Spellbound Sacrifice: The Black Rose (Book 2)
FanfictionHermione is changing, however there are many of those out there who would like to take advantage of the new force growing within her. But when she joins Voldemort, with his promise to tell her the truth about what happened to her Grandmother and why...
