Shackles with a vengeance Part 1

A/N: Had my first exam today, and those of you that have read the "blurb" and blah-blahness of friends close probably know about a little incident that happened on one of my other exams, and who I was sitting next to. Well...I was sitting next to him again this morning and I got so nervous at the end of the exam I ran out and had to throw up- I'm lucky I bloody made it. GOD! I fucking despise exams, if I were prime minister or minister of education I'd exterminate allllll of them, they are a waste of time, you use your skills in real life not on paper! I mean, I can do exams...I'm fine with the test itself...I just can't stand THAT ROOM. honestly...I can't go in there for assembly, exam, choir practise...nothing! I can't sit on those awfully uncomfortable chairs either. they bend into your kidneys, and when you get home you notice that you have a line of bruises across your back...gaaar! but other than that I am fine sweeties. You know me...march on through and all that nosh, but for once I wish I could just not be a soldier, see what happens. When I'm stressed I hardly eat at all, breakfast and that's it for me for the rest of the day...so...i can already see the pattern immerging and know the next three weeks are going to be fu- omg...I was just asked out on a double date, yes! His name (guy I'm with) is Andrew (drew) double date victims with us are long-term couple Andrew and Debs. Both are amazing and wooow, i used to fancy andrew...but hey! So yeah, this Saturday, early start, going to town from like 12-9pm i am going to be shattered. lol. but i've been trying to get with drew for...a month...and finally...yes! he's not big on confrontation, but i'm sure I can lead him out of his shell. but yeah, enough about me and my life, back to the ff!!!! I think you may like this one, everyone. Panchat, reader, honey'schild...everyone (these are just people I can remember off the top of my head, I haven't left anyone out, but there are many people to talk to and thank) so...to everyone

you all get a cookie and a dedication...because this is dedicated to all those dramione/dh,or whatever you want to call itlovers out there.

I'm sure he won't bother me anymore, Hermione thought to herself, grinning half-mad as she snapped her book shut and stood up from a stone bench in the little courtyard in the centre of the school. Nearby she could hear girls whispering about how Draco had a date and that a kinky romp went sour. Hermione's grin seemed to broaden as she walked back through the doors and up the corridor- more whispering. It had been like this for the last week or so, all the talk was of Draco and his blundering ways in the bedroom, how he had ejaculated prematurely and the girl, not happy with this, left early; leaving poor Draco in the cold hands of McGonagal. Of course, no-one meant for it to be some kind of...sick, sick innuendo- though Professor McGonagal had been a little more tight-lipped since the incident.

Hermione didn't think she had ever been so happy...but then, deep down she kind of missed the feeling of being dominated, she frowned then- for the first time since her conversation with the professor. Did she want to be dominated and controlled and toyed with? Did she liked the whole bad-boy thing? No, no I don't it's just bullshit, she thought to herself, shaking her head as a mental image of Draco's face slithered between her thoughts of Ancient Runes and Dark Art's spells. A triumphant sneer proceeding his hands running through his hair, cool eyes piercing and all too knowing for Hermione's liking.

"Hey, 'Mione, 'ave yug gheard about what happen' t' ferret-brain?" Ron grinned triumphantly, an apple in one hand and his mouth packed with apple which, disgustingly enough, flew across the corridor and sprayed the back of a girl. The unfortunate girl span around, holding the back of her head, a high-pitched shriek echoing down the hall, "Ewww!" An agonised shout sprang from her lips. Ron's ears turned red as he tried to apologize, "Hey, Ughm wr-eall-y sw-orry!" more apple sprayed the girls face.

"Hey, Harriet, I'm sorry, you know how he's like.." Harry laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of his head and trying to smile as apologetically as possible. Harriet's face seemed to go green as she spat out a chunk of second-hand apple. Her friend took her arm and steered her away around the corner until the sound of retching reached there ears countered by numerous disgusted shrieks and shouts, along with the scuffle of students dispersing into their corridor to get away from the vomit.

"Ron, you are a disgusting reprobate, do you know that?" Ron grinned, still munching on the apple, pieces of the green skin stuck between his teeth, his eyes shone happily.

"Bugh, yugh luff megh forg eet!" Which, roughly translated, meant: 'But you love me for it!' of course that statement meant little to Hermione, she turned her nose up at him. Ron, now acquainting himself with the unfamiliar task of swallowing food, jumped to catch up with her, "So, have you heard?" He asked eagerly. Hermione sighed in response as Ron tapped his apple core and it turned to dust, turning a grin to her that cried out for applause.

"Yes, Ronald, but I don't see what's so brilliant about i-"

"Cor! 'Mione! This means that Malfoy was rejected, and conned and humiliated!" Ron practically jumped around in his glee as Harry added to the conversation:

"I reckon whoever tricked him deserves a whole round of butterbeers- on me!"

"Oh, really? Well, perhaps you should look closer to home to find the saboteur, she may be right under your noses," Came the unmistakable drawl of Malfoy.

Hermione bristled slightly as she felt a hand slide down her back and cup her arse for but a split-second, she hiccoughed with surprised. "You have time to talk to us?!" Ron feigned surprise, "But I've heard you've been really tied up recently, Malfoy!"

"Mock all you want, Ron, but that little stunt has put me on the map! Unlike you, I have a sex-life and it is very public"- Ron's face paled for a moment- "...imagine how many girls I will be getting by the end of the week," Malfoy laughed dryly.

"Well," Ventured Hermione tersely, "I would of thought that the girls would see you as a complete dork after your sexual antics were thoroughly screwed up," she gave a triumphant smirk. Draco's eyes flashed for a second.

"Speaking of sexual antics, the older guys and me have found a way to get pirate wizarding channels into the school. Some very interesting things get shown on that channel...home made videos of all sorts..." He gave an even more triumphant smirk, and Hermione's heart plummeted into her stomach- Fuck, she thought desperately. Subconsciously, she shook her head disbelievingly, Ron and Harry frowning at her in confusion.

"Hermione, you alright?" Ron asked, touching her arm tenderly. Hermione flinched away, not taking her eyes away from Draco and missing the look of hurt in Ron's eyes.

"No girls allowed to watch, then?" Hermione asked, voice hoarse with pent up fright.

"The videos they broadcast-" Draco laughed shortly, running his hand through his fair hair coolly, "they wouldn't be well received by the girls, if you know what I mean; you do, don't you, Weasel-bee?" Hermione turned her attention to Ron, who slowly started to glow with embarrassment. What? She thought curiously, what does Draco know about Ron that we don't?

"I...errm, I don't think you should show inappropriate videos, Draco, you know, err, it's...uum...yeah," Ron started to scuff his shoes on the floor.

"Well, it's not all inappropriate, there's one video in particular that may appeal to the women, a guy gets thoroughly done by a fellow student," Draco leered, Hermione's heart beat faster, was there more footage that she didn't already know about? That he filmed secretly?

"That's gross, Malfoy, shut up," Harry sneered, balling up his fists, a tick working in his jaw, his eyes bright with fury beneath glasses.

"Fine," Draco shrugged it off, "But if you're up for a viewing it's tomorrow night- thirteenth dungeon down."

The trio glared at Draco malevolently as he sauntered down the corridor, a distant call of, "Alright, ladies?" and a titter just audible over the sound of chatter in nearby classrooms.

"I don't like that...we've got to stop that broadcasting- it's...grotesque!" Hermione fumed, turning around and heading in the opposite direction of Draco, Harry and Ron fuming in her wake.

"Yeah! I mean, it could really insult some people...and it's practically illegal-" Ron's face was bright red, his ears like two traffic-lights directing the current of students walking towards them.

"It is illegal, Ron. But we can't go to a teacher...I mean, everyone will get punished-" Hermione interrupted Harry.

"Yes, but what else can we do?" Harry and Ron looked at each other for a brief moment.

"Sabotage the viewing," They chimed together.

A/N: Hope that was alright for you? Leave reviews with your opinions and I hope you like it...this will be a lot shorter than FC/EC, I can asure you, but just as fun to read...much more in the next chapter. Will update soon, hopefully! By the way, JKRHarryPotterFreak, thank you for prompting me into updating. ;) but doesn't anyone like my other more dark works? aaah, hell! Like I give a toss! You guys like HP so I will give you HP...more precisely DM/HG :P

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