Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. Recording rights are property of Island, Republic, Universal, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Warnings: Scenes of a sexual nature Spoilers: SS/PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OoTP Summary: Since graduating from Hogwarts everyone's moved into the real world. The golden trio, are still inseparable, but what happens when the fabulously rich and famous Draco Malfoy decides to sweep the Deputy Minister of Magic off her feet. DM/HG

Atlantis - Chapter 1- Vipertooth

The warm afternoon sun beat down on the studious form of Hermione Granger from the oversized window behind her desk. She removed her wool jacket and placed it on the velvet seat behind her before returning to her hunched position over the desk, frantically scribbling notes on the numerous papers cluttering it. The desk itself was a striking contrast to the rest of her spacious office, which was neatly organized and well kept. In the far right hand corner sat two burgundy velvet couches separated by an antique tiffany lamp, which rested on a frail looking end table. The office perfectly matched Hermione's style, which made her look more like a grandmother then the single twenty three year old she truly was.

"Miss Granger, you have a visitor." The voice of Anna Prince, Hermione's gossipy, boy-crazed secretary, announced over the intercom.

Irritated by the distraction, Hermione curtly asked, "Who is it Anna?"

"It's Ginny Weasley, Miss." Anna replied.

Aware of how short her best friend's temper was when she was made to wait, Hermione sighed and said, "Alright, send her in."

Within moments of Hermione giving her consent, the door burst open and the fiery redhead appeared and shrieked, "Oh my god, Hermione, you'll never believe what I got!"

Busily attempting to continue her work despite Ginny's distraction, Hermione lazily replied, "I'm sure you're going to tell me." Ginny's dramatics were nothing new to Hermione. It seemed that since the she had started dating Harry, Ginny had barged into her office on a daily basis proclaiming some monumental event or another had occurred.

Ginny dashed over to Hermione's desk and proceeded to wave two pieces of paper under her nose so rapidly Hermione was unable to make out what they said. However, before Hermione could ask, Ginny shouted, "It's two front row tickets to Vipertooth! Can you believe it? Witch Weekly is sending me to do a story on Vipertooth!"

Hermione chuckled as she said, "Considering you're a writer for that no account rag, I'm not overly surprised." On numerous occasions Hermione had voiced her opposition to Witch Weekly. The fact that Ginny worked there did nothing, in Hermione's eyes, to change her opinion of the magazine. It had repeatedly run negative stories about her, ranging from 'How to End Up a Lonely Spinster' to 'How to Ride on Your Best Friends Coat Tails into Office'. The latter was the most hurtful. When Harry had defeated Voldemort, he had immediately been hoisted into the position of Minister of Magic, unseating the incompetent Fudge. However, Harry had felt overwhelmed by the position and practically begged Hermione to be his second as Deputy Minister, while asking Ron to take over as head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. While Hermione wasn't bitter, she did get the feeling that Ron gotten the better half of the deal.

"Hermione, this is an enormous opportunity for me. This is Vipertooth's last concert of their tour. I could sell these tickets for 5000 galleons apiece or more, but instead I'm asking you to go with me. Will you please?" Ginny pleaded.

Hermione furrowed her brow as she asked, "Why doesn't Harry go with you to this WiperBooth concert?"

"It's Vipertooth Hermione. I can't believe you are so in the dark about popular music that you have no idea who the most popular band to hit the Wizarding World in a century is. As far as Harry going, he can't." Ginny finished with a frown.

"And why not?" Hermione queried.

Ginny whispered, "His Aunt Petunia is in the hospital and it doesn't look good."

"Oh, sorry, he hadn't told me. But that still doesn't explain why you'd want me to go. I have no clue who this band is and I'm terribly busy with work at the moment." Hermione stated, her voice harried and her nerves frazzled.

"That's exactly why I want to take you, Hermione. When was the last time you did anything fun? When was the last time you saw people you didn't work with? When was the last time you had a date?" Ginny rattled off the questions with her hands on her hips. Ginny had that stubborn tilt to her chin that reminded people she was Molly Weasley's daughter.

Feeling the anger bubbling within her, Hermione replied, "I don't see how any of that is your business, Ginny Weasley!"

"Hermione, please do something fun for one night. This really means a lot to me, this story could make my career, but Harry won't let me go alone. So please, will you come with me?" Ginny begged, with her eyes gone wide and soft and her hands clenched before her.

"Fine! If it will get you out of my office so I can get some work done, I'll go. When is this concert anyway?" Hermione asked, with some asperity.

"Tonight!" Ginny replied gleefully, bouncing on her toes.

Hermione spit out the mouthful of water she had just drunk.

"Tonight! Ginny, I have nothing to wear and I'm too busy today to go shopping."

Ginny giggled, "Just stop by my house tonight after work, I've got the perfect outfit for you! Then we can Apparate from there."

Ginny turned to walk out the door before Hermione could register any further complaints, but was stopped when Hermione asked, with an aggrieved air, "Where is this concert at anyway?"

A sly grin crossed Ginny's lips as she replied, "Atlantis." before closing the door on her way out.

"Atlantis." Hermione groaned as she went back to the stack of papers cluttering her desk.

****** . All around the girls shimmered the glittering lights of Atlantis, the Wizarding World's version of Las Vegas. Atlantis' beginnings started humbly enough as a safe haven for witches and wizards of the ancient world. When muggle repellant charms were used to keep out the unwelcome, the stories of Atlantis's disappearance became lore. For thousands of years the island served it's purpose as a Wizarding sanctuary from the outside world. However, with the establishment of Hogwarts and other Wizarding schools, and changes in society, most witches and wizards left the safety of the island in search of adventure in the outside world.

No one is exactly sure who started it or when, but the once tranquil island slowly turned into a den of iniquity. Witches and wizards seeking pleasures of the flesh slowly began to congregate on the island. Over time, capitalist movements were made to take advantage of this phenomenon. Hotels, brothels, and casinos all sprung from the once harmonious island sanctuary.

All along the bustling streets and alleyways, bright iridescent lights proclaimed the names of the imposing buildings. Each device larger than the one before, as if the buildings themselves were fighting to be the biggest, brightest, and loudest of the lot. The streets echoed with the sounds of gambling, cheering, and most of all laughter. From the drunkard so intoxicated he filled the streets with the smell of fire whisky as he passed, to the elderly witch or wizard laughing merrily as they pumped sickle after sickle into the flashing machines, everyone here was happy. Win, lose, or draw, they were happy to be part of the excitement that was Atlantis. Seeing this, Hermione asked herself, 'If everyone here is happy, why is it I'm miserable?' The happiest place for a witch or wizard of legal age and she was down right depressed. Hermione was neat and orderly and Atlantis was anything but, her antithesis.

"Ginny Weasley, how did I let you talk me into this?" Hermione growled as she fought with the bottom of the slinky black leather dress Ginny had chosen for her. The dress inched its way further up her body with each step she took, and left Hermione feeling incredibly exposed.

Ginny's eyes sparkled as she took in the sights around her. "Isn't it amazing Hermione? The lights, the laughter, the music, how can you not be happy in a place like this?" she asked. Her similar black leather dress hung loose on her straight frame, as relaxed as it's owner.

Hermione glared at her friend as she replied, "Probably because this dress you gave me is dangerously close to giving someone a free peek at my arse. Oh, that and remembering that I am surrounded by the worst elements of the Wizarding world!"

"Lighten up Hermione. We're here to have fun, and in case you forgot, this is all perfectly legal and Ministry sanctioned." Ginny laughed as she managed to further infuriate the normally cool, calm and collected Hermione Granger.

"Where are we going anyway? These heels are killing me!" Hermione grumbled as she made her way shakily along the path, unaccustomed to prancing about in 6 inch stilettos.

"Not much farther, see that Dragon up ahead?"

Hermione nodded as she spotted the bright green, iridescent stone dragon that marked the entrance to an imposing building. "That's where the concert is, The Dragon's Den. It's one of the hottest venues here. They have the best nightclub around back called 'The Dungeon'." Ginny informed her irritated friend with an amused glance. She, of course, walked with perfect ease in her own heels.

Hermione's eyes narrowed as she asked, "How often do you come here, Ginny?"

The red head blushed as she replied. "Enough! And before you say anything, Harry was always with me."

Before Hermione was able to ask any further questions, they reached the doorway to The Dragon's Den. The large metal doors swung open to reveal an enormous room filled with poker machines, card tables, and enormous pensive- like pools, treating onlookers to scenes of everything from dragon races to wizarding duels for people to wager on. The ceiling was enchanted to look like a wild thunderstorm was passing overhead, which added to the exciting, yet eerie, feeling of the place. All around the room, dragonheads of every size, shape, and color could be seen and felt, for their eyes seemed to radiate life, as if they were watching you and not the other way around.

Ginny took hold of Hermione's arm and unceremoniously dragged her toward the doorway on the other side of the room muttering, "Hurry up Hermione, the show is about to start. I don't want to be late."

In fact, the girls were amongst the last few to enter the concert. All around them, thousands of screaming witches and wizards were chanting "Vipertooth! Vipertooth! Vipertooth!"

Luckily, the girls had just found their seats by the edge of the stage when the sounds of thunder boomed through the amphitheater, signaling the start of the concert. This was followed by the inevitable whoots, whistles and cheers of the fans. Across the stage, a thick mist was swirling, while the sounds of thunder grew louder, until broken by an earth-shattering roar. Instantly the stage was surrounded by fire and in the center stood four masked men. The amphitheater shook as if trembling in fear, sending a delicious tremor through the awe-struck onlookers.

The drummer sat behind an impressive looking set of drums on a levitating platform high above the other band members. His hair was a shimmering purple, and despite being partially hidden behind his drum set, his broad chest was plainly visible, as he sat shirtless.

The other members were slightly less dramatic looking; all with black hair and sporting black muscle shirts. As the band began to play a haunting tune, another burst of flame spewed toward the ceiling, and from it flew a dark angel.

He wore tight black leather pants outlining the strong lean lines of his legs, while an unbuttoned black shirt hug loosely on his torso, exposing his well- defined chest and abs already glistening with sweat His mask was different from the others'. Where theirs looked like multicolored paint to cover their eyes, his looked like plastic. It was decorated with an intricate design that hid his eyes, as well as much of his face. His soft platinum blonde locks hug loosely across his face, strands already sticking to his forehead from sweat.

It was his glittering black wings that caught the most attention, however. As they spread to full length and he gracefully stepped down upon the stage, they caught the shimmer of the lights and reflected them back on the dazzled eyes of the Dragon's fans. Silence fell. He raised his arms above his head, as if in supplication of some unknown god and the black wings burst into irridescent blue flame. He threw back his head and howled as the wings disappeared, then lowered his arms and bowed his head.

The crowd cheered even louder as the music began again and their 'Dragon Prince' looked up, his gray eyes appearing to pierce each of their souls, before he opened his mouth and began to sing.

A hundred days had made me older
since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lights had made me colder
and I don't think I can look at this the same

But all the miles that separated
They disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you, baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
and I dream about you all the time

I'm here without you, baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me

The miles just keep rolling
as the people passing by me say hello
I've heard this life is overrated
but I hope that it gets better as we go

I'm here without you, baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
and I dream about you all the time

I'm here without you, baby
but you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it's only you and me

Everything I know and anywhere I go
it gets hard but, it won't take away my love
And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done
it gets hard but, it won't take away my love

I'm here without you, baby
but you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
and I dream about you all the time

I'm here without you, baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it's only you and me(1)

The theater shook with the sound of screaming fans. All of them oblivious to the fact that the lead singer, known only as Dragon, had eyes only for Hermione. In a satiny voice laced with sex, he spoke to the crowd.

"Hello everyone! Have you come to hear the dragon roar?" Loud shouts and cheers shook the amphitheater until he finally threw back his head, becoming a silhouette of shadow in the changing stage lights. He roared, like the dragon they all called him, a shivering and throaty crescendo of sound that thrilled his screaming fans. He stepped back into the light and flashed a feral grin at the cheering masses before continuing in a caressing whisper. "Here's 'Always'."

I hear... a voice say, "Don't be so blind"
It's telling me all these things
That you would probably hide
Am I... your one and only desire?
Am I the reason you breathe?
Or am I the reason you cry?
Always... always... always... always... always... always... always
I just can't live without you
I love you
I hate you
I can't get around you
I breathe you
I taste you
I can't live without you
I just can't take any more
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you
I feel... like you don't want me around
I guess I'll pack all my things
I guess I'll see you around
Its all... been bottled up until now
As I walk out your door
All I hear is the sound
Always... always... always... always... always... always... always
I just can't live without you
I love you
I hate you
I can't get around you
I breathe you
I taste you
I can't live without you
I just can't take any more
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you
I love you
I hate you
I can't live without you
I left my soul around your heart
Why would you tear my world apart?
Always... always... always... always
I see... the blood all over your hands
Does it make you feel... more like a man
Was it all... just a part of your plan
The wand's shakin' in my hands
And all I hear is the sound
I love you
I hate you
I can't live without you
I breathe you
I taste you
I can't live without you
I just can't take any more
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you
I love you
I hate you
I can't live without you
I love you
I hate you
I can't live without you
I just can't take any more
This life of solitude
I pick myself off the floor
And now I'm done with you
Always
Always
Always (2)

Once again the cheers rang out while his eyes remained locked on Hermione. As introduction to the next song, he simply said, "This is for the one that got away. This one's for you, Mi" Hermione's eyes narrowed, as for the first time that night, her soft brown eyes locked with his stormy gray. The world melted away as he sang:

Baby's black balloon makes her fly
I almost fell into that hole in your life
And you're not thinking 'bout tomorrow
'Cause you were the same as me
But on your knees
A thousand other boys
Could never reach you
How could I have been the one?
I saw the world spin beneath you
And scatter like ice from the spoon
That was your womb
Comin' down the world turned over
And angels fall without you there
And I go on as you get colder
Or are you someone's prayer
You know the lies
They always told you
And the love you never know
What's the things
They never showed you
That swallow the light from the sun?
Inside your room, yeah
Comin' down the world turned over
And angels fall without you there
And I go on as you get colder
Always someone
And there's no time left for losin'
When you stand they fall
Comin' down the world turned over
And angels fall without you there
And I go on as you get colder
All because I'm
Comin' down the years turn over
And angels fall without you there
And I'll go on to
Bring you home and
All because I'm
All because I'm
And I'll become
What you became to me (3)

The moment the song finished, the trance was broken, and the soft beat gave way to a more primal, pounding and angry song.

I am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact that everybody can see
these scars
I am what I want you to want what I want you to feel But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe
this is real
So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
I am a little bit insecure a little unconfident
Cause you don't understand I do what I can but sometimes I don't make
sense
I am what you never wanna say but I've never had a doubt It's like no matter what I do I can't convince you for once just to hear
me out
So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got

I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
(No)
(Hear me out now)
(You're gonna listen to me, like it or not)
(Right now)
(Hear me out now)
(You're gonna listen to me, like it or not)
(Right now)
(I can't feel the way I did before)
(Don't turn your back on me)
(I won't be ignored)

I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored

I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
I can't feel
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored (4)

"This is the last song for tonight guys." The crowd moaned that the end was so near but as the soft melody started wrapping itself through the masses, they calmed. The dragon softly sang:

There's another world inside of me that you may never see
There's secrets in this life that I can't hide
Well somewhere in this darkness there's a light that I can't find
Well maybe it's too far away
Or maybe I'm just blind
Maybe I'm just blind
So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone
Everything I am
And everything in me
Wants to be the one you wanted me to be
I'll never let you down
Even if I could
I'd give up everything
If only for your good
So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
You won't always be there
So love me when I'm gone
Love me when I'm gone
When your education x-ray cannot see under my skin
I won't tell you a damn thing that I could not tell my friends
Roaming through this darkness, I'm alive but I'm alone
And part of me is fighting this
But part of me is gone
So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone
Everything I am
And everything in me
Wants to be the one you wanted me to be
I'll never let you down
Even if I could
I'd give up everything
If only for your good
So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
You won't always be there
So love me when I'm gone
Love me when I'm gone
Maybe I'm just blind
So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone
Everything I am
And everything in me
Wants to be the one you wanted me to be
I'll never let you down
Even if I could
I'd give up everything
If only for your good
So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
You won't always be there
So love me when I'm gone
Love me when I'm gone,
Love me when I'm gone,
When I'm gone
When I'm gone
When I'm gone

Hermione felt unsettled and couldn't wait to leave, but as the girls were departing, a burly guard demanding Hermione's attention blocked their path. Shoving a laminated backstage pass with a glistening green dragon on the front into her hand, the guard stared at Hermione and spoke in a gravelly voice.

"This is for you. Take it to the red door on your left after exiting the building." Confused, Hermione nodded and continued out the door. Once outside Ginny began to jump up and down and giggle with happiness. "What's your problem Ginny?" Hermione asked impatiently.

"You've been given a backstage pass! Do you realize how rare that is? I was wracking my brain trying to figure out a way to get close enough to the band to ask them some questions and you just got handed the golden ticket!" Ginny announced, still overjoyed at the pair's good fortune. "Look Ginny, I'm not some groupie, I have work tomorrow and I just want to get home. Can we just forget about all this?" Hermione pleaded.

A frown crossed Ginny's face as she replied. "How can you say that you want to go home? Tonight was magical! The songs, that voice, and that body. Aren't you just dying to see him up close?"

"Who?" Hermione asked.

"Who she asks! The Dragon, silly! Remember, Mr. Tall, Blonde, and Handsome. Ringing any bells? Surely even you had to fall for those forlorn gray eyes of his." Ginny rattled on with a dreamy look on her face.

"No, I don't see what all the fuss was about. Some whiny prat, no doubt. Going on and on about some lost love. Must not be anything special if he couldn't keep the girl he wanted. I bet he's just some arrogant, selfish bastard." Hermione muttered as she started walking in the direction of the nearest floo station.

"Hermione, wait! Please come with me. I'll never ask you to do anything again. If you want to be a hermit for the rest of your life I'll support it, but please just go in there with me." Ginny begged.

"AHHHH. Fine, but I'm not staying all night." Hermione declared.

The girls made their way to the red door only to find it locked.

"See, it was a joke! Let's just go." Hermione said. But before she could leave, the door swung open and an elegant looking woman with long black hair stepped out.

She looked at the two before her eyes rested firmly on Hermione, looking her up and down before speaking with a bored drawl.

"Well, I'll give him this, at least this one comes damn close to the original."

Hermione's eyes narrowed as she asked, "Comes close to the original what?"

"Oh feisty too! You're perfect. Never could figure his thing for the librarian type, but it's his fetish not mine." She said, before pulling Hermione by the arm to the door. As an afterthought, she turned and said to Ginny, "She'll be home by tomorrow. I'll send out Vincent if you need help getting home."

Ginny looked dumbstruck while Hermione boiled with rage.

Yanking her arm back from the women, she yelled, "I am going home now! I only came here for her, so if she's not going in than neither am I!"

With open mouths, both Ginny and the black haired vixen looked at Hermione in shock. The assistant gathered her wits first, as she said, "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Only one girl a show is permitted to see the Dragon, and to my knowledge no one has ever refused or left unhappy."

Her words merely made Hermione scowl as she offhandedly replied, "Well then, I guess that makes me the first. Tell the Dragon to shove it up his..."

Her last words were cut off as Ginny clamped her hand over her mouth and turned to the annoyed assistant.

"Can you give us just a moment?"

The woman nodded and Ginny proceeded to drag Hermione off into the corner where she barraged her with questions, "What the hell do you think your doing? Why are you throwing away this opportunity? Didn't you hear her? He only chooses one girl a night and it was you!"

"Fine, then you take it. I'm not somebody's prize, Ginny. If you want it so bad you go, but I'll have no part in it. Might I remind you though, you're dating Harry and from what she said, I doubt that tea and idle chit chat are on the menu for the evening." Hermione snarled.

From the look on Ginny's face she knew arguing was a lost cause. She threw the backstage pass on the ground and marched off toward the floo station, so angry that she failed to notice the skimpy dress, which had been fighting to creep it's way up her body, had finally succeeded and she was now flashing a bit of cheek.

Ginny was torn. Her best friend was leaving, angry over the backstage pass that lay discarded on the floor. Her desire to run after her, though, was overridden by her desire to get the story waiting behind that red door. As she reached down to pick up the pass, her only thought was, 'I hope she can forgive me.'

******* Next Chapter: The PMS squad, secrets from the past are quickly forgotten, and Hermione make front page news! ******* This is my first work under the name of LooneyBinns, my previous works can be found under the name of Hunnypeach (please be gentle). I am now part of HUI (Hogwarts Undead Inc.) thus the reason for the name change. For anyone who is familiar with my earlier work, have no fear the other stories will be finished and I intend to leave them under the Hunnypeach banner for easy reference. However all new stories I endeavor to write will be found here as LooneyBinns. If you would like more information about HUI please visit groups. . Anyone who hasn't already read Rebirth of Lucifer should read it now! Also big thanks to Peeves, Nearsighted Nelly, and Myrtle for their betaing help, as well as Nearly Headless Nick for sharing my love of DM/HG.

Song Credits 1. Three Doors Down-Here Without You: Republic and Universal Records 2. Saliva-Always: Island Records 3. Goo Goo Dolls-Black Ballon: Warner Brothers Inc 4. Linkin Park-Faint: Warner Brothers Inc 5. Three Doors Down-When I'm Gone: Republic and Universal Records

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