Born The Day You Kissed Me

The Unpleasant Surprise

"We should probably get going, I'm sure my parents have been worried sick about me," Hermione said quietly, standing up off the couch. Her legs were still a little wobbly...but she had a hard time telling whether it was from her lightheadedness or from the intoxicating kiss she had just shared with Draco.

"You're right," Draco said standing up in front of her and trailing his hands up along her arms to rest on her shoulders. He couldn't hide his appeased grin when goosebumps covered her creamy skin as a light blush darkened her already rosy cheeks.

Hermione glanced up at him, and he playfully kissed both of her cheeks. She shook her head smiling while rolling her eyes at his cliched action. Somehow in the past few days she had noticed how attractive he could be when a condescending smirk did not grace his face.

However, somewhere subconsciously, she wondered if he was being sincere, or just leading her on to...something else. The idea that he was just using her was possible, and Hermione stepped away from him looking at the ground at this realization.

Hermione wondered if she had been too submissive to his actions. Falling into his arms did not resemble much strength or self-control on her part, but she knew she had no regrets because...it had felt so right. He seemed to have enjoyed it just as she had...so was there any reason to question his motives? Yet why would he jeopardize his reputation to be with her? Draco had been raised to hate her...how could he possibly be sincere?

Meanwhile, Draco's eyes were boring into her own...it seemed like he was silently pleading with her to trust him, and she desperately wanted to. Her heart believed him, but her mind was not yet persuaded.

Draco could tell that she was having an internal battle, so he stood silent for a while. It was obvious that she had brought her guard back up, because her eyes were searching his skeptically. Just moments before Draco had realized that the feelings he harbored for the intelligent witch were deeper than he wanted to admit even to himself.

Chemistry had always been present between the two, but in the past few days that chemistry had sparked to life and caused them to no longer see their nemesis, but each other. The real Hermione, and the real Draco.

Draco made for the door, and held it opened for Hermione to step through. They walked in silence all the way up to her house. Hermione had mixed emotions because part of her wanted to get to her house, shove him out the door, and say 'See ya later,' while the other part of her wanted to pin him to the wall and kiss him senseless.

They reached her porch and she was surprised to find the door unlocked. "That's strange, Mum hardly ever forgets to lock up," she whispered to the cold air.

"Do you know if they are home?" Draco asked, standing directly behind her, trying to block the harsh winter wind.

"I dunno," Hermione said as she opened the door and stepped aside to let Draco in. She searched the wall with her hand for the light switch, but nothing happened when she turned it on. "Unbelievable! The lights are out again!" she groaned.

The house was pitch black save for a small amount of light coming in through a window next to the door. After standing in silence for a moment, Draco finally spoke. "Well, it doesn't sound like anyone is here," he whispered suggestively. His eyes bore into her own, and she shivered when the whites of his eyes seemed to flash dangerously in the darkness

"Draco," Hermione muttered, when he began to step closer to her. "Draco, what are you doing?" she said with more strength.

"Trying to kiss you again," he murmured against her ear.

Hermione's knees felt like jelly as he pushed her somewhat harshly against the wall. "Malfoy," she said warningly, emphasizing her use of his surname while putting her hands on his chest to prepare to push away. However, her conscience that earlier was scolding her for being acquiescent, rapidly flew away when Draco pushed one of his knees in-between her legs.

Her mouth opened in a silent protest when her feet were lifted from the ground to where she was straddling his knee. His red-hot lips had now descended to her neck, making her shake from head to toe with pleasure. "Draco," she whispered breathlessly, arching her neck to the side to give him as much room as he needed. He had now taken both of her wrists in his hands and braced them against the wall behind her head.

The stretch of her long neck allowed him to explore the essence of her skin, and he inhaled deeply, memorizing her scent. It was intoxicating. At the sound of her whimpers, he raised his head and was happy to hear that her breath had become irregular during his ministrations.

Her eyes met his in a silent plea, and he smirked knowingly. Hermione gasped loudly as his lips promptly crashed against hers. He sucked on her bottom lip mercilessly until finally she parted her lips and allowed their tongues to battle.

Hermione's emotions were running haywire. When she asked herself if this was really what she wanted, her hormones said absolutely...but her mind was still uncertain. She just didn't know if she could trust him, even though her heart was telling her to put faith in him and try to believe that he'd changed for the better.

Deciding to go with her heart, Hermione responded to the kiss instantly. She eagerly pushed her arms out of his grasp, and began to slide down his knee so that her chest was flush against his own.

Draco groaned in the back of his throat and removed his knee so that their whole bodies were now squished together from head to toe. Hands were franticly roaming over bodies and through hair and each of them were so caught up in each other that when they heard a loud crash echo through the house they both let out a scream while leaping apart.

"What was that?" Draco asked cautiously.

"I don't know," she said, still leaning against the wall. "It might just be my parents," she said, while looking horrified. "What if they had seen us? They would be furious with me! Merlin, I should have checked to see if they were home or not," she said while she ran her hands through her tousled hair. "Wait here, I'll go check."

Hermione started down the hallway, but turned around quickly to look back at him, a questioning look in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere," he assured her.

She nodded her head silently and continued on.

When she had disappeared, Draco leaned against the wall, unable to hide the smile on his face. He knew that he was beginning to develop feeling towards her, the scary part was that it seemed like she was too. His fingers were still burning from the feel of her body, and the taste of her lips was lingering on his tongue. He slumped against the wall and exhaled loudly, missing the warmth of her body.

"That was the most disgusting display I have ever had the misfortune to witness," a cruel voice broke out suddenly.

Draco froze. "Father?" he said harshly. He pushed himself off the wall quickly and walked towards the voice.

"How dare you touch filth like that. Have I not taught you better?" Lucius said, his voice growing more irate by the second.

Draco couldn't see anything, and was becoming frustrated for he kept tripping over furniture. "Where are you?!" he yelled angrily.

Lumos, several voices spoke at once. The house was suddenly lit with several different wands. Draco halted a few feet away from his father who was standing in front of at least a dozen death eaters.

Draco slowly began to tread backwards..."Shit," he thought, "this can't be good..."

"So nice to see you...son," Lucius breathed the last word viciously.

Draco remained soundless while working hard to suppress a shiver of fear at the eerie humming of power emanating from the wands which all seemed to be pointing directly at him.

Before anyone could speak, a blood-curdling scream was heard ringing throughout the house...a female scream.

"Hermione!" Draco screamed frantically while turning to make a run for it. His legs seemed to not want to work, and when he tried to scream out again his voice was muted. He crashed to the ground, his head painfully bouncing off of the wooden floor.

The sounds of iniquitous chuckles could be heard approaching him, and he slapped himself mentally for trying to run. He must have been hit with a different spell from every wand that had previously been pointed at him.

"Not so fast, Draco. Just where do you think you are going? We aren't done with you just yet," Lucius said kneeling down to his fallen son.

Draco gritted his teeth harshly. His heart was racing...what happened to Hermione? There had been fear in that scream...had a death eater captured her as well? Draco stared harshly into his father's evil eyes, and was clenching his jaw so hard he thought it might brake.

"Take him to the Manor," Lucius said, motioning for Crabbe and Goyle senior.

Draco felt rough hands grab his arms and haul him to a standing position.

"Now Draco, listen carefully. You will never disobey me again. When I give you a task, I expect it to be completed properly and time accordingly. We waited for you to capture the mudblood, but again we had to take matters into our own hands," Lucius said circling Draco.

Draco's eyes had grown darker and darker. Talk about injustice! Even if he still wanted to do his father's will, none of this was his fault! Someone had cursed him...erased his memory! He'd have known nothing about any of this if he hadn't overheard their meeting!

Draco drained out the voice of his father while thinking furiously to himself. This had to be some sort of predestined circumstance. He was probably meant to be hit by some curse, which meant he was also supposed to be found by Hermione...the question was...was he meant to fall for her as well? He'd been raised to become a death eater and hate mudbloods...yet here he was rebelling against the death eaters, and falling for a muggleborn.

Lucius was now standing directly in front of him, staring at him. "I thought I could always trust you. That trust is now broken..."

Draco could see anger seeping out of his every pore. It was obvious that he had really upset his father. The situation he was in now was one he had avoided his entire life. He had always done what his father told him, no questions asked. He had disobeyed his father for the first time, and he had no idea what would happen to him now.

Finite Incantatem, Lucius said pointing his wand at Draco.

Before Draco could even think of blinking, Crabbe and Goyle apparated Draco to Malfoy Manor, leaving Hermione all alone in a house full of death eaters.

Hermione made her way towards her parents' bedroom, while reliving the heated kiss she had, yet again, shared with Malfoy. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of her parents' door. She called out to them, but no one answered.

She opened the door, and walked inside. She couldn't see anything, and made to fetch her wand to give her light, but the sound of her parents' door shutting loudly stopped her cold. She froze stiff, breathing heavily. "Draco?" she called out. "Draco, I thought I told you to-"

She broke off because she heard a low laugh emit from a grown mans mouth.

A laugh that was definitely not Draco.

Whoever was in the room seemed to be making his way to where she was standing very quickly, so she backed up against the bed in the middle of the room.

"DRACO!" she screamed loudly. She spun around, jumping onto the bed, then jumping off to get around the man who was also groping around in the dark for her. Hermione made it around him, while continuing to scream for help. She began fumbling for the door handle, but was too late for the man had come up behind her and closed one frigid hand around her mouth, and the other around her fragile neck.

She froze, still breathing furiously through her nose onto his hand. He used his body weight to crush her against the door, while whispering into her ear.

"Shut up, you mudblood bitch."

Hermione could feel her body breaking out in a cold sweat, and she cried helplessly.

The man spun her around, squeezing her neck harshly. Tears began to pour down her face and onto his hands. He reluctantly released her neck, and quickly took out his wand. He lit the room, while creating an almost unbearable suction around her mouth.

However what met Hermione's eyes made her heart instantly turn to ice.

There before her eyes, lying lifelessly on the ground...were her parents.