Choices, Decisions, Lies, Loves
Complicated
I like you the way you are
When we're driving in your car
And you're talking to me
One on one, but you've become
Somebody else round everyone else
You're watching your back
Like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd ya have to go and make things so complicated
See the way you're
Acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this
And your fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turn it into
Honesty and promise me I'm never gonna find ya fake it.
"What?" I said sleepily, I had been jolted awake by a voice in my ear. Draco Malfoy was leaning over me and saying something in my ear.
"Come on," Malfoy hissed in my ear, "Get up!"
"Wha?" I said, still trying to open my eyes.
"Get up, now." Malfoy said, "And get ready."
He walked swiftly out, closing the door on his way out.
I got up and got dressed. I didn't have any clothes with me but found a closet full clothing and rifled through it. All the clothes I could find were revealing and tight, I didn't want to be near Malfoy in anything like that; he gave me the creeps already. The only thing I could find was an oversized jumper and baggy pair of jeans, so I put them on. I left my hair; I'm going out of my way to look nice for Malfoy.
I went to open the door but felt a jerk behind my bellybutton which meant one thing- the doorhandle was a portkey.
I arrived in a bedroom- it was decorated in green and Malfoy was lying on the bed so it must be his room. He glanced up from the book, "Oh, you're here," he smirked. "Mudblood."
He knew it would infuriate me, and he was right. The only thought that kept me from throwing myself at him and trying to rip his head off was Ron.
He got up and walked over to me, I could tell he was pissed off about my clothes.
He yelled for someone, I couldn't hear the name but it sounded like 'Perry', the door opened and Pansy Parkinson walked in, smiling sweetly at Malfoy but throwing me a look of deepest loathing.
"Pansy," Malfoy said, "I feel Miss Granger is dressed inappropriately for our meeting with the Dark Lord, I also feel that she needs something done with her hair. Could you help me?"
"Of course, my Lord." Pansy said, bowing deeply. She walked to a door at the other side of the room and beckoned me, stood still.
"Granger, go with Pansy." I saw power as I looked into his eyes; power, greed and something else, was it, lust?
I went to Pansy and she opened the door, letting me go inside first.
I had stepped into a beautiful bathroom; the colours were silver and green- Slytherin colours but it still looked amazing.
The bath was deep and looked like a swimming pool, the mirror was surrounded by jewels, and the paintings were extravagant.
There was already a pile of clothes folded neatly on the floor, Pansy started going through them until she found what she wanted, she held them up to me and pointed for me to get changed behind a changing curtain.
I went behind the curtain and got changed. Pansy had chosen a pleated denim mini skirt and green short, tight fitting top. I put them on grudgingly and walked out from behind the curtain.
"Malfoy'll like it." Pansy said shortly when she saw me.
"Why do you call him Malfoy?" I asked, "I thought you were a friend of his."
She laughed, "Oh yeah, a great friend."
"What? You were being so nice to him."
"You've got a lot to learn Granger."
"What?"
"I hate Malfoy with all my heart and he knows it, but unless I want to die I have to do stuff for him. You should be nice to him too or he'll kill you- the only reason you're not dead is that he thinks you're pretty."
I shuddered, Malfoy, think I'm pretty? I didn't think so, but maybe he did. Pansy fixed my hair; she put in the same stuff I used when I went to the Yule Ball with Krum. It seemed like so long ago now. I didn't want to think about it though; the Yule Ball would only remind me of Ron, and how he hated Krum because of me.
Pansy put make-up on me, just some mascara and eyeliner and lip-gloss but it made me look nice and I didn't want to look nice for Malfoy.
"You better go out there now," Pansy said, "He'll be waiting."
I walked out, Malfoy was waiting for me, he was sitting on his bed and a faint smile- or was it a smirk- came onto his face when I stepped out of the bathroom.
When I walked out he got up off his bed again, he walked over to me and ran a finger down my bare arm.
"Now that's better Granger."
He was so evil- I didn't want to push luck though after what Pansy said.
"Let's go mudblood."
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It was cold, we were at Hogwarts and a chilly breeze was blowing into the entrance hall. Hogwarts looked nothing like what it had before; it looked, well, abandoned.
Someone appeared in a dark corner of the hall, I couldn't tell who it was because it was so dark but I assumed it was Harry. He stood there and I felt his presence, it was like some force had entered the room. It was strange but that was how it felt around Malfoy too. I shuddered; I felt cold, Malfoy had given me a jacket but it didn't do much. I stood there shivering while the Malfoy and the cloaked figure just stared at each other.
They both gave a nod and Malfoy grabbed me. He said quietly in my ear, "Granger come, and behave. If you don't do what I say I'll have to curse you."
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me along to a painting of a horse, he picked a flower and the portrait opened to reveal a passageway. It was lit by torches and as went walked along it I noticed lots of spiders which reminded me instantly of Ron; he always hated spiders. I felt a pang of sadness and tried to put Ron out of my mind as I was not going to be seen crying in front of Malfoy.
We got to a door and Malfoy opened it, we stepped inside the room.
There were chairs and a small flickering fire, much like that same one I'd been staring at the night Harry had seen me. . .
Malfoy sat down on a lounge chair, jerking me down next to him. Then Harry spoke.
"So, you're here."
"Yes." Malfoy replied.
"The girl as well?"
"Yes, she's here."
"She's not. . .She's not, spoiled?"
"No,"
Harry turned on me, his eyes burning with passion, rage, power, greed, obsession, hate and revenge. He was not the boy I new, who was a hero for the good and the protector of the innocent. He had changed so much.
"How has your stay with Draco been?" he asked, and his eyes narrowed. "He did treat you well?"
I merely nodded; I didn't want to speak to him.
"So, we are here."
Harry looked at me, his piercing stare made me look up.
"We all know why we are here."
He looked once again at me but this time I did not look at him but instead stared fixatedly at Malfoy.
He stepped forward and his body was nearly touching hers; he moved his hand up to her face and moved it towards his. He stroked her cheek, he longed for her to understand- for her to be like him. But somehow he knew she'd never change; she'd always cling on to the hope that good would triumph over evil.
"Speak."
Still I stood there, silent. Harry got angry and stepped away, opening a door on the other side of the room.
I gasped; there stood two identical copies of Harry and Malfoy.
"Harry," I whispered.
He turned around, "So now you decide to speak." He walked up closer to me as before. "You will call me and Draco either 'Dark Lord' or 'The Dark One' alright?"
I nodded and he turned and tapped the two copies with his wand, as they came to life and Harry was busy with them Malfoy silently crept up behind me, whispering in my ear.
"I'd be careful," he voice said warningly, as if he was almost afraid.
Malfoy, afraid? As if. Malfoy never got afraid he just stood there jeering whenever anything happened, like at the triwizard tournament.
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"So, how long do think it'll be before they have to carry Potter out in pieces? I'm betting less than 20 minutes." He taunted me, turning around in his seat in front of mine.
My fingernails were digging into Ron's arm, "Calm down 'Mione," he said, "Harry'll be alright."
"What's wrong mudblood? 'Fraid that your boyfriend won't live?" he mocked, "We can't hope that much."
"Ignore him," muttered Ginny next to me, "Ignore him."
"Oh, so now a weasel is telling you what to do!"
"Shut up Malfoy." I said through gritted teeth, "Shut up!"
"Or what?"
"Or I'll curse you Ferret boy!"
Malfoy's pale cheeks turned a pinkish colour and shut up, then turned around. We waited and waited, before long we heard a scream that sounded like the girl that Ron liked.
Everyone was looking puzzled and then Professor McGonagall came out with her, a charm making her hover above the ground.
Everyone looked frightened, and even more so when more screams punctured the night's air and red sparks were sent up.
Krum was brought out this time and was taken to the hospitable wing, like the girl. I gasped when I saw him lying unconscious on a stretcher.
After what seemed like hours Harry appeared on the lawn clutching Cedric's body. People were screaming everywhere, running and crying.
I screamed and Ron and Ginny yelled out too. I tore through the crowd but McGonagall wouldn't let me through.
Malfoy stood there, next to me.
"Your boyfriend is dead mudblood."
I slapped him then, for the second time; the first was in third year.
He just stood there, looking stunned.
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Malfoy was still standing there.
"That hurt when you slapped me." he whispered.
I gasped, how did he know?
"I am a skilled at Legilimency, Granger, highly skilled."
Oh my God! He is? Shit, shit, shit.
He moved away as Harry turned around.
"They are ready," he said.
He just stood there, looking at me. What the hell was he doin. . . AHHHH!
A sudden flash of light and spinning feeling came over me.
I was in a bedroom, on a beautiful four poster bed decorated in GREEN! Wait a sec! I took a good look around, this was Malfoy's bedroom!
Then the guy himself apparated on the bed next to me.
Well actually I didn't know if he really was Malfoy or just a copy.
"Hey Granger."
As he lay back and put his arm around me I shuddered.
"Now mudblood."
"Don't call me that."
"Mudblood."
"DON'T!"
"Who says you can tell me what to do? You don't even have your wand!" he mocked, smiling at me. "So, what do you want to tonight?"
This was not Malfoy! Not at all. After five minutes with 'Malfoy' I already knew that. This was going to be easy. . .
***Hope you guys liked it! I'm going to make a Draco/Hermione website soon but my computer is down and I'm uploading this at my Grandma's ASAP (Today is Wednesday the 17th!) Today was my last day of skool for this year! GO LOZA IT'S YOUR B-DAY, WE'RE GONNA PARTY, LIKE IT'S YOUR B-DAY! (it wasn't really my birthday, LOL!)
You know what I want for Chrissy? Tom Felton in a box! And Kevin Clark! (if you do not know who Kevin Clark is see 'School of Rock' it's a movie with Jack Black and Kevin is the really hot drummer.) And Heath Ledger! And Orlando Bloom! And Johnny Depp! But mostly Tom 'because he's mine honeys.
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Complicated
I like you the way you are
When we're driving in your car
And you're talking to me
One on one, but you've become
Somebody else round everyone else
You're watching your back
Like you can't relax
You're trying to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd ya have to go and make things so complicated
See the way you're
Acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated
Life's like this
And your fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turn it into
Honesty and promise me I'm never gonna find ya fake it.
"What?" I said sleepily, I had been jolted awake by a voice in my ear. Draco Malfoy was leaning over me and saying something in my ear.
"Come on," Malfoy hissed in my ear, "Get up!"
"Wha?" I said, still trying to open my eyes.
"Get up, now." Malfoy said, "And get ready."
He walked swiftly out, closing the door on his way out.
I got up and got dressed. I didn't have any clothes with me but found a closet full clothing and rifled through it. All the clothes I could find were revealing and tight, I didn't want to be near Malfoy in anything like that; he gave me the creeps already. The only thing I could find was an oversized jumper and baggy pair of jeans, so I put them on. I left my hair; I'm going out of my way to look nice for Malfoy.
I went to open the door but felt a jerk behind my bellybutton which meant one thing- the doorhandle was a portkey.
I arrived in a bedroom- it was decorated in green and Malfoy was lying on the bed so it must be his room. He glanced up from the book, "Oh, you're here," he smirked. "Mudblood."
He knew it would infuriate me, and he was right. The only thought that kept me from throwing myself at him and trying to rip his head off was Ron.
He got up and walked over to me, I could tell he was pissed off about my clothes.
He yelled for someone, I couldn't hear the name but it sounded like 'Perry', the door opened and Pansy Parkinson walked in, smiling sweetly at Malfoy but throwing me a look of deepest loathing.
"Pansy," Malfoy said, "I feel Miss Granger is dressed inappropriately for our meeting with the Dark Lord, I also feel that she needs something done with her hair. Could you help me?"
"Of course, my Lord." Pansy said, bowing deeply. She walked to a door at the other side of the room and beckoned me, stood still.
"Granger, go with Pansy." I saw power as I looked into his eyes; power, greed and something else, was it, lust?
I went to Pansy and she opened the door, letting me go inside first.
I had stepped into a beautiful bathroom; the colours were silver and green- Slytherin colours but it still looked amazing.
The bath was deep and looked like a swimming pool, the mirror was surrounded by jewels, and the paintings were extravagant.
There was already a pile of clothes folded neatly on the floor, Pansy started going through them until she found what she wanted, she held them up to me and pointed for me to get changed behind a changing curtain.
I went behind the curtain and got changed. Pansy had chosen a pleated denim mini skirt and green short, tight fitting top. I put them on grudgingly and walked out from behind the curtain.
"Malfoy'll like it." Pansy said shortly when she saw me.
"Why do you call him Malfoy?" I asked, "I thought you were a friend of his."
She laughed, "Oh yeah, a great friend."
"What? You were being so nice to him."
"You've got a lot to learn Granger."
"What?"
"I hate Malfoy with all my heart and he knows it, but unless I want to die I have to do stuff for him. You should be nice to him too or he'll kill you- the only reason you're not dead is that he thinks you're pretty."
I shuddered, Malfoy, think I'm pretty? I didn't think so, but maybe he did. Pansy fixed my hair; she put in the same stuff I used when I went to the Yule Ball with Krum. It seemed like so long ago now. I didn't want to think about it though; the Yule Ball would only remind me of Ron, and how he hated Krum because of me.
Pansy put make-up on me, just some mascara and eyeliner and lip-gloss but it made me look nice and I didn't want to look nice for Malfoy.
"You better go out there now," Pansy said, "He'll be waiting."
I walked out, Malfoy was waiting for me, he was sitting on his bed and a faint smile- or was it a smirk- came onto his face when I stepped out of the bathroom.
When I walked out he got up off his bed again, he walked over to me and ran a finger down my bare arm.
"Now that's better Granger."
He was so evil- I didn't want to push luck though after what Pansy said.
"Let's go mudblood."
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It was cold, we were at Hogwarts and a chilly breeze was blowing into the entrance hall. Hogwarts looked nothing like what it had before; it looked, well, abandoned.
Someone appeared in a dark corner of the hall, I couldn't tell who it was because it was so dark but I assumed it was Harry. He stood there and I felt his presence, it was like some force had entered the room. It was strange but that was how it felt around Malfoy too. I shuddered; I felt cold, Malfoy had given me a jacket but it didn't do much. I stood there shivering while the Malfoy and the cloaked figure just stared at each other.
They both gave a nod and Malfoy grabbed me. He said quietly in my ear, "Granger come, and behave. If you don't do what I say I'll have to curse you."
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me along to a painting of a horse, he picked a flower and the portrait opened to reveal a passageway. It was lit by torches and as went walked along it I noticed lots of spiders which reminded me instantly of Ron; he always hated spiders. I felt a pang of sadness and tried to put Ron out of my mind as I was not going to be seen crying in front of Malfoy.
We got to a door and Malfoy opened it, we stepped inside the room.
There were chairs and a small flickering fire, much like that same one I'd been staring at the night Harry had seen me. . .
Malfoy sat down on a lounge chair, jerking me down next to him. Then Harry spoke.
"So, you're here."
"Yes." Malfoy replied.
"The girl as well?"
"Yes, she's here."
"She's not. . .She's not, spoiled?"
"No,"
Harry turned on me, his eyes burning with passion, rage, power, greed, obsession, hate and revenge. He was not the boy I new, who was a hero for the good and the protector of the innocent. He had changed so much.
"How has your stay with Draco been?" he asked, and his eyes narrowed. "He did treat you well?"
I merely nodded; I didn't want to speak to him.
"So, we are here."
Harry looked at me, his piercing stare made me look up.
"We all know why we are here."
He looked once again at me but this time I did not look at him but instead stared fixatedly at Malfoy.
He stepped forward and his body was nearly touching hers; he moved his hand up to her face and moved it towards his. He stroked her cheek, he longed for her to understand- for her to be like him. But somehow he knew she'd never change; she'd always cling on to the hope that good would triumph over evil.
"Speak."
Still I stood there, silent. Harry got angry and stepped away, opening a door on the other side of the room.
I gasped; there stood two identical copies of Harry and Malfoy.
"Harry," I whispered.
He turned around, "So now you decide to speak." He walked up closer to me as before. "You will call me and Draco either 'Dark Lord' or 'The Dark One' alright?"
I nodded and he turned and tapped the two copies with his wand, as they came to life and Harry was busy with them Malfoy silently crept up behind me, whispering in my ear.
"I'd be careful," he voice said warningly, as if he was almost afraid.
Malfoy, afraid? As if. Malfoy never got afraid he just stood there jeering whenever anything happened, like at the triwizard tournament.
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"So, how long do think it'll be before they have to carry Potter out in pieces? I'm betting less than 20 minutes." He taunted me, turning around in his seat in front of mine.
My fingernails were digging into Ron's arm, "Calm down 'Mione," he said, "Harry'll be alright."
"What's wrong mudblood? 'Fraid that your boyfriend won't live?" he mocked, "We can't hope that much."
"Ignore him," muttered Ginny next to me, "Ignore him."
"Oh, so now a weasel is telling you what to do!"
"Shut up Malfoy." I said through gritted teeth, "Shut up!"
"Or what?"
"Or I'll curse you Ferret boy!"
Malfoy's pale cheeks turned a pinkish colour and shut up, then turned around. We waited and waited, before long we heard a scream that sounded like the girl that Ron liked.
Everyone was looking puzzled and then Professor McGonagall came out with her, a charm making her hover above the ground.
Everyone looked frightened, and even more so when more screams punctured the night's air and red sparks were sent up.
Krum was brought out this time and was taken to the hospitable wing, like the girl. I gasped when I saw him lying unconscious on a stretcher.
After what seemed like hours Harry appeared on the lawn clutching Cedric's body. People were screaming everywhere, running and crying.
I screamed and Ron and Ginny yelled out too. I tore through the crowd but McGonagall wouldn't let me through.
Malfoy stood there, next to me.
"Your boyfriend is dead mudblood."
I slapped him then, for the second time; the first was in third year.
He just stood there, looking stunned.
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Malfoy was still standing there.
"That hurt when you slapped me." he whispered.
I gasped, how did he know?
"I am a skilled at Legilimency, Granger, highly skilled."
Oh my God! He is? Shit, shit, shit.
He moved away as Harry turned around.
"They are ready," he said.
He just stood there, looking at me. What the hell was he doin. . . AHHHH!
A sudden flash of light and spinning feeling came over me.
I was in a bedroom, on a beautiful four poster bed decorated in GREEN! Wait a sec! I took a good look around, this was Malfoy's bedroom!
Then the guy himself apparated on the bed next to me.
Well actually I didn't know if he really was Malfoy or just a copy.
"Hey Granger."
As he lay back and put his arm around me I shuddered.
"Now mudblood."
"Don't call me that."
"Mudblood."
"DON'T!"
"Who says you can tell me what to do? You don't even have your wand!" he mocked, smiling at me. "So, what do you want to tonight?"
This was not Malfoy! Not at all. After five minutes with 'Malfoy' I already knew that. This was going to be easy. . .
***Hope you guys liked it! I'm going to make a Draco/Hermione website soon but my computer is down and I'm uploading this at my Grandma's ASAP (Today is Wednesday the 17th!) Today was my last day of skool for this year! GO LOZA IT'S YOUR B-DAY, WE'RE GONNA PARTY, LIKE IT'S YOUR B-DAY! (it wasn't really my birthday, LOL!)
You know what I want for Chrissy? Tom Felton in a box! And Kevin Clark! (if you do not know who Kevin Clark is see 'School of Rock' it's a movie with Jack Black and Kevin is the really hot drummer.) And Heath Ledger! And Orlando Bloom! And Johnny Depp! But mostly Tom 'because he's mine honeys.
REVIEW NOW!!!!!