One Bite ✔️ (#Wattys2017)

Chapter 13...

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Warning! Rape scene. It is not Draco and Hermione!

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The Underworld went into chaos after Draco dismissed everyone from the hall. The echo of metal upon metal as the Underworld's best metal smiths, which were a lot, went to work and the orange glow that they gave off gave everyone hope. The woman even started to join the men in preparation for the battle.

    In the palace, however everyone was getting battle ready. Draco was outside with Antonius practicing with their swords and as Hermione looked out upon them, all she could see was the dark swirl of Draco's cape. Finally, the whirlwind came to a stop and Hermione observed that Draco had pinned Antonius beneath him, his sword pointed at Antonius' grey throat. Hermione smiled and she began to clap. Draco smiled as he looked up at Hermione and made a mock bow.

    "Thank you, my lady," and she bowed her head.

    Antonius got up from the floor and, after dusting himself off, bowed to Hermione, "My lady."

    "Antonius, perfect," Hermione said with her smile still on her face, "Could you go and fetch Lavender for me? I do not understand how to put my armor on," she giggled slightly.

    Antonius bowed to her, "Of course, my lady," and he was gone in a swirl of yellow.

    Hermione walked over to her King, "I hope you don't mind if I stole him away for a little bit?"

    Draco smiled, "Of course not," he wrapped his arms around her waist and bent in low to steal kiss. But she shifted out of the way causing him to pout.

    "Tsk tsk," Hermione mocked, "Not so fast, my King," she brought her arms around his neck and brought him in close," A hug first," she whispered in his ear, "A kiss," she brought her lips close to his barely touching, "For later," and she jumped out of his arms causing him to burst into laughter.

    "Alright, tease," he said in a childish voice, "But, I am warning you now, my Queen, you are in for it later," and that warning had her feeling hot and sent her core pulsing.

    "You called, my lady," Lavender's voice came from behind her and Hermione smiled as she turned around.

    "Yes," she said, "I need help putting my armor on," and as Hermione walked out of the throne, she could feel Draco's eyes on her.

She and Lavender walked through the dark halls that were now Hermione's home. Gone was the feeling of dread that she felt when she first came here and in its place was light. She smiled lightly as they walked into the chamber she now shared with Draco. Hermione stood in the middle of the room and began to strip herself of her clothes.

"Thank you, Lavender," Hermione said to her servant as Lavender went to grab her armor undergarments, which were thin pieces of cloth, "For everything. You were right in the end; I have learned to accept this place as my home."

Lavender turned and smiled, "Your welcome, my lady," and she gave the fabric to Hermione who pinned it in its place. Lavender then next went over to grab the hard metal armor that was molded perfectly to Hermione's body. Lavender sighed.

"What's the matter, Lavender?" Hermione asked, complete worry in her voice.

"Just thinking about my past," Lavender said as she stared down at the curves in the metal.

"Would you like to tell me?" Hermione asked, "I know you don't like to talk about it but it helps."

Lavender sighed once more, "I guess you have the right to know now," and Lavender looked up into Queen Hermione's eyes, "You better sit down, my lady," and so Lavender began her story.