Dark

Chapter 2

I climbed out of the taxi after paying my part of the fare. My friends returned my wave as I walked up to the front door of my house. They had practically interrogated me about what had happened with Draco. I was still a little shook up by the whole thing. Once inside my room I peeled off my clothes and threw them in the washing basket. I quickly brushed through my brunette locks before wandering over to the chest of drawers. The t shirt was swiftly pulled over my head, hopping over to the bathroom whilst yanking up my pj bottoms. I sleepily turned on the light, getting my toothbrush from the holder and squirted toothpaste onto the colored bristles. I opened my mouth and started to clean. Pushing my hair off my shoulder I tilted my head to the side. The toothbrush fell from my lips and clattered into the sink. I was shocked when I saw the sore red patch of skin, which held hints of purple. I brushed my fingertips over my neck, wincing slightly. He marked me. I shuddered at the thought, trying to shake the feeling of his lips on my skin and how his tongue soothed over the bite. His words "Your mine now" echoed through my mind. I tried pushing Draco from my thoughts, quickly going back to cleaning my teeth.

I finished off getting ready for bed before sinking back into the covers. My head rolled to the side and I patted the fluffy covers until I found the source of the buzzing. I held my phone up in front of my face. The text was from Draco. How did he even know how to use a Muggle device? My heart sped up a little as I forced myself to open the message.

From Draco:

"Nice strip show but I would like you to do it slower next time. Thanks for the show, Love. D x"

I jolted up out of bed and over to the window. I peered out, my eyes landing on a still figure in a black hoodie standing on the opposite side of the road. Fear struck through me. Draco was standing under the street light, arms folded against his chest. I could tell by the orange glow of the light that he had an arrogant smirk plastered across his face. He looked up at me one last time before a loud 'POP' resounded through the air and he was gone.

"What have I gotten myself into?"

***

"Morning Hermione"

My Mom called from the Kitchen upon hearing me creek down the stairs. Walking down the hall I glanced in the mirror hung on the wall. I had to take a second look as I remembered the horrible bruise marked onto my skin. I quickly covered my neck, Pulling my long hair over my shoulder. Once satisfied it was hidden I pushed the Kitchen door open.

"Mornin' M...."

I stopped dead in my tracks at the blonde hair sat up at the counter. This couldn't be happening. With my Mom's back turned to him, Draco was free to trail his steely gaze up and down my body. I felt self-conscious, his gaze then falling on my face.

"Oh Hermione, this lovely boy was stood outside so I invited him in."

A grin found it's way across Draco's face, slight dimples showing.

"Hey Draco" I forced, politely.

"Alright 'Mione?" He winked.

"Mom, Can I speak to you for a second?" I asked through gritted teeth.

I flashed Draco a pained smile before tugging my mother into the hall. Once I was sure he wouldn't be able to hear I started talking.

"Why did you invite him in?" I whispered angrily.

"He said he was a friend of yours, he's very sweet" She gushed.

"Mom, he could have been one of the many Death Eaters that are after me!" I scolded.

"Of course he's not, Draco's adorable"

I rolled my eyes at my mother. I felt sure he had used his "Charm" on her. My fingers rubbed against my temples trying to get my head around this. I didn't know who I was angrier at, Draco for popping up or my mother for inviting him in, knowing rouge Wizards are after me.

"I made breakfast. Come on"

She took my hand and pulled me back to the Kitchen where Draco was still sat. He grinned as I walked over to him and sat on the stool next to his. A gasp fell from my lips as Draco's slightly warm hand ran up my thigh. I smacked it away, only for him to laugh quietly. I had a horrible feeling he enjoyed it when I fought back. My Mom was turned away from us as she concentrated on not burning the Pancake mixture.

"Hmmm" Draco hummed softly.

Draco began to lean into me but I placed my hand on his shoulder before he could get too close.

"Why are you here?" I whispered sharply.

"Too see you" He smiled.

My touch withdrew from his warm body. I didn't like the way his cloudy eyes kept contact with my own mud brown ones. There had to be another reason why he had appeared, uninvited. My head dropped down, no longer being able to look at his penetrative gaze.

"I want to take you out tomorrow night" He spoke.

I shivered at his words. He wasn't asking, He was telling. My eyes widened as my Mom turned from the mixture, a huge smile on her face.

"Oh wouldn't that be wonderful, Hermione?"

"W-What?" I stuttered.

Draco dropped his hand from my face to have it rest on my knee under the table. I was about to obect when my Mother cut in again.

"She'd love that!"

"Why didn't you just call me? Why appear here?" I asked frustrated.

"Because you would've said no" He whispered quietly.

"And what makes you think I won't say no now?" I asked harshly.

His eyes flickered to my mother, who looked a little upset that I didn't immediately accept. I wasn't really popular with boys and I could tell how happy she was that Draco asked me out. To her this was a dream come true; To have her bookworm daughter being asked out by a handsome guy that comes from her own world. but this was my worst nightmare. Not only had he given me a horrendous love bite, but he had also seen me in my underwear and all in the space of a couple hours. And more to the point he scared the crap out of me. Before I fully understood what was going on, Draco and my Mom were planning a date for the next night. My mouth hung open as Draco smirked at me.

"Well I better be off, thanks for the pancakes Mrs. Granger"

"Call me Monica"

He smiled at her before slipping off his stool, I froze as he leaned down to leave a kiss on my cheek.

"Hermione walk him out" Mom encouraged me quietly.

I huffed, jumping down with my mother ushering me out after him. The Kitchen door swung closed, I was alone in the hallway with Draco. He didn't waste time pushing me against the wall and pushing my bushy hair from my shoulder. My eyes squeezed closed in a wince. His body pressed against mine, trapping me against the wall. Both my wrists were taken hostage in one of his hands. I saw him smirk as I tried my best to push him away, but he was too strong. His figure towering over me.

"Don't" I begged.

Draco ignored my request and stared at the spot on my neck.

"Looks good on you" He whispered into my ear.

I flinched as he pressed his lips to the place on my neck. He was careful not to press too hard. I relaxed a little when he pulled away, hoping that would be the end of the torture and he would leave. but that wasn't the case. Draco remained close, his feather soft hair brushing against my cheek as he planted another kiss to the spot where my jaw met my neck.

"You smell good" He breathily spoke.

He painfully pinned my wrists to the wall before slowly grinding his hips into mine. I whimpered at the rough contact as Draco let out a throaty groan. My head fell forward to his shoulder, my legs feeling as if someone cast a jelly leg jinx on them. His chest rose and fell quickly as his breathing increased. Before I knew it, Draco had released me. I turned my head to see him at the door, slipping into an expensive looking fur coat.

"See you tomorrow night,Hermione"

He winked at me and then he was gone. My head was spinning as I slumped against the wall so I could sit on the floor.