Dark Angel

Her body came crashing down to her knees before him. Her eyes, framed by tendrils of soft waves looked up into his dark orbs. He sat up straight on his knees, waiting for her. She felt the push on her back that moved her further toward him. Her body pushed up against his...her eyes stared straight into his chest.

Severus could feel her breathing deeply...heavily. As his breath began unwittingly matching hers, he began to feel her heart beating against her chest...and his. Licking his lips, he looked down at her.

"Miss Granger, if you wish to be returned you will do this."

The sound of his voice seemed to vibrate throughout her body. She closed her eyes, breathing even deeper. He felt her body shift just barely against his own.

"Look at me Miss Granger."

Slowly, she tilted her head up the best she could at such a close proximity and slowly opened her eyes. Even on their knees, he hovered over her. Their eyes locked...his head tilted slightly creating a curtain of black hair.

"Do you wish to be returned?"

His eyes pierced fiercely into her own. She cringed slightly, closing her eyes and tilting her head to the side. She held her breath. She would not let him see...she would not let him read her very thoughts.

"Yes," she whispered almost out of breath. From the dark corner of the room came a chuckle of amusement. She ignored the sound trying desperately to remember how she ended up in this position. The fire crackled in the silence. She felt it...very gentle, so unlike him, so soft. Her right hand was gently brushed by his fingertips...sensually, caressing. Lacing his large fingers with her small ones, he leaned down toward her ear the best he could. He could feel her shaking.

"Look. At. Me."

She lifted her head back up. His eyes stayed on hers, keeping her in place...afraid to move. Slowly, he lifted their joined hands up to shoulder height. Hermione felt her breath catch as his body shifted very slightly against hers. The fire crackled.

The light of the fire was cast away as their spectator stepped from the shadows blocking the fire from their bodies. His long blond hair tied back in a black ribbon, a smirk clear on his face. Lucius placed his wand tip on their joined hands. Severus began.

"Will you Miss Granger keep my whereabouts to yourself, telling no one, not even Potter?"

She found it hard to swallow.

"I will," she whispered. The red glowing rope wrapped from Lucius' wand around their joined hands. His head moved down toward her...closer.

"Will you keep everything you have seen and heard to yourself, Miss Granger?"

Again, hard to swallow. He shifted ever so slightly against her. She caught her breath.

"I will," her voice quavered. Another rope of light wrapped around their hands. With her head tilted back to look up at him better, her neck was exposed. Severus took two long fingers and gently caressed them down the length of her neck to her collarbone as he spoke.

"And will you, Miss Granger, keep any information pertaining to my presence or...actions or Lucius' in the future to yourself?"

Hermione felt herself sway slightly as if she were going to fall over.

"I will," she barely whispered and another rope of burning light wrapped around their hands. Severus straightened himself up, eyes turning to their joined hands. His thoughts traveled through months of events...how did this happen?

"Welcome to the dark side, Miss Granger."

Her eyes followed Severus' to their joined hands wrapped in a hot glowing light coming from Lucius Malfoy's wand.

Oh, Merlin. What have I done?