Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter the last time I checked. I make no money from this story.
A/N: This is it folks. The last story that resulted from my DMHG Prompt Challenge. I wish that I could do this again in the future. I had a great time crafting a story to fit your prompts. Alas, it is not to be since this site doesn't allow interactive stories. I don't know why the hell not. What harm is there for a reader to be actively invested in a story? Oh well, maybe I'll figure out another way to get it accomplished. Anyway, here is the last story. Much darker than the other two, so be warned that this will be dark with an ending that might not appeal to all. This will work just as the other two, I will upload a chapter a day until complete with fifteen chapters in all and maybe an epilogue. I'm not sure yet on that score. Enjoy!
Hermione stumbled through the Forbidden Forrest muttering quietly to herself. "I don't know what Hagrid was thinking! How could he bring his brother here and chain him up? What in Merlin's beard was he thinking when he brought Harry and I to see him? He must be mental if he thinks I'm coming back in here to help teach him English!"
She huffed quietly to herself. That wasn't even the worst part. The worst part had been when Grawp broke his chain and picked her up carrying her deeper into the forest away from Hagrid and Harry. She had managed to get him to put her down but now she was lost. And alone. Grawp had ambled off after a flock of Diricawls he had disturbed.
It was too dangerous for her to call out. The forest was home to all manners of beasts and magical creatures. She fondly remembered her mother telling her about some of those things that go bump in the night when she was a small child.
She shuddered delicately as she stepped quietly through the brambles. Her mother had thought she was telling her fairytale stories. She would never forget her first trip to Gringott's. She couldn't help but stare at the Goblins. It had come as real shock to find out that most of the muggle monsters were real.
Of course, there weren't Goblins in the forest. But there were Acromantulas, Centaurs, Bowtruckles, Erklings, Quintapeds, Blast-Ended Skrewts, Trolls, Werewolves, Thestrals, and Vampires.
She stopped again and whispered a spell quietly, "Point me."
Her wand spun and finally pointed to her right. She was glad that she had spent so much time helping Harry research spells for the Tri-Wizard Tournament. That particular spell was coming in handy. It helped her keep her path pointed toward the castle.
She started off again but stopped abruptly when she heard a twig snap off to her left. She held her wand in front of her defensively as she scanned the darkness, her heart hammering wildly beneath her ribs.
She almost sighed with relief when Draco Malfoy emerged from the shadows. She lowered her wand as he stepped into the moonlight, his hair glinting in the dim light.
"Well, well, well," he drawled. "Isn't this a surprise? Goody Granger is off breaking school rules."
Her cheeks flushed at the accusation. He was right. The Forbidden Forest was off-limits to students. But technically Hagrid was a teacher and he brought her here.
She lifted her chin defiantly. "Sod off, Malfoy. I came in here with Hagrid. Last I checked he was a teacher. What are you doing here?"
He smirked as he drew closer. Something was off. He wouldn't normally come this close to her. She took a step back and he stopped once more. Finally, he raised a bag and said, "I was gathering moonflowers for Snape. Extra credit, you see."
She narrowed her eyes. She never got extra credit for Snape. "Oh, well, that's nice. I'll be going now." She turned and took one step before Malfoy was standing in her path once more. How had he moved so fast?
"Just a moment, Granger. I wanted to ask, are you wearing a new perfume? You smell very enticing this evening."
She looked at him incredulously. What was he playing at? "No, Malfoy, I'm not wearing any perfume. Now, kindly get out of my way. The forest is dangerous and I don't want to be in here anymore."
She moved to brush past his form but his arms snaked out and snagged her by the waist as she stepped around him. She barely contained her shriek. She didn't want to attract any attention from the forest life.
"What are you doing?" she hissed angrily. She raised her hand to slap him but he grabbed it before she even had the chance to swing. His hands were cold.
She winced as he pressed her against a tree, the bark digging painfully into her back. She shuddered as he pressed his nose against the column of her throat. She struggled ineffectually against his superior strength. He didn't even look like he was trying.
"Hold still, Granger," he murmured against her neck.
"Let me go!" she snarled. "I don't know what kind of sick game this is but I don't want to play."
"This is no game, Mudblood," he replied, his tongue lapping against her skin.
She was horrified. She squirmed in his grasp as he nuzzled and sucked on her pulse point.
"Stop," she commanded weakly.
She could feel him smirk against her flesh. "I don't think you want me to stop, pet. I think you like what I'm doing to you."
She struggled harder as he pressed his body fully against hers and she felt his arousal press against her thigh. Tears stung her eyes as she tried in vain to escape.
"Bite me, Malfoy! Let me go!"
He pulled away just far enough to meet her eyes. What she saw terrified her. His eyes were red and she could just see the small fangs glinting in his mouth as he smiled a most terrifying smile.
"Don't mind if I do, Granger. Since you're offering."
End Note: Thoughts...? (I uploaded this a day early. I hope you don't mind. ; )