Disclaimer: I don't own it, just the plot line, my little sister who is fourteen, owns the title. The Harry Potter crew is owned by the lovely Ms. Rowling. I also don't own the song in this chapter; it's called "Demonology And Heartache" by Atreyu, album The Curse.
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I Love You With All Of My Broken Heart
Chapter Nine
I've lost all I have, now all I have
Is what has hurt me, the most.
The lights were swinging violently. The different colors and the strobe lights made you look unreal. The music was loud and the artist's voices were hard and violent as the DJ played the different songs.
The bouncer looked like he was just released from Azkaban Wizard Prison. Scars and tattoo's covered his arms and face.
Everyone in there was pushed against the other. The sea of black and different colors grinded against someone they were there with and didn't know. Ah, the rage of hormones and alcohol raged off of nearly everyone, even the employees.
Hermione and Ginny were on the floor grinding with a guy between them and behind them.
The lights reflected off of there skin, giving them an eerie glow.
So unaffectionate, so insecure
You claim to know a thing or two about heartache
And what it's like to have your insides torn out
And I believe you
I see it every time your pallbearer's palor is obscured by the darkness
Dancing across your face, and when the blackness veils your eyes in pain
I know what it's like when memories make you wince
And love letters read like obituaries
And photo albums are the books of the dead
I need no reminders, no more reminders
I'll forget the past and lay it to rest
If I had my way
I'd cut the calluses off your breaking heart
If I could get past the sternum
Cauterize those wounds with
Every kiss I could give to you
I'm holding your heart in my hand
The reason it still beats
Am I being too cryptic?
Am I being too obscure?
Love kills, romance is dead
And I don't even trust myself
But I love you
And you can pull my wings apart
And pin me down under glass
Until the end of days if it can help you
Discover that we share the same pain
I just hope you write your thesis
Before your subject is dead
No life after death
The song blared as Draco and Blaise made their way through the crowd. Blaise sang along as the song played.
Not knowing who they were looking for, Draco spotted Hermione with another girl. One he didn't recognize. Guys were swarming around them.
Noticing this too, Blaise followed his best friend's gaze.
"Holy shit!" He exclaimed. "If the gods wanted to give us an opportunity, this is it."
"You're right. This may be our only shot to get what we want." Agreeing to this, each one made their way to the two.
Ron sat in his room; his sister had just Flooed to her friend's house, something about a sleepover. He would never understand the mind of girls.
"Damn it!" He said to himself. "I forgot to tell her something." Walking to her room, he found a letter on her desk in plain sight.
Being forever the older brother, he read it.
'Since when does Hermione go to clubs? And since when did she take Ginny?' Asking himself, he heard Harry downstairs.
"Hey mate, what's wrong?" The Boy Who Wouldn't Die asked.
"Read this and tell me if you don't think we should get them." Ron ordered.
As Harry read, he moved his lips silently along with words, the other 1/3 of the Golden Trio had written.
"I don't think we should, but by the sound of this club I don't think they should be there." Harry reluctantly agreed with his red-headed friend.
Walking down the stairs, Charlie flanked them. (Remember chapter one? Hehehe)
"Where are you two headed to too?" He asked, eyeing them as if it was Fred and George.
Being the second oldest, he knew the classic sneak out tricks.
"No where important. Just sod off Charlie." Ron's irritated voice addressed the elder Weasley.
"Excuse me little brother, but since mum and dad aren't here then I reign over your arse got it?" He was bit forceful than intended.
"You don't even live here anymore Charlie." Ron retorted.
Bill walked up to see the commotion. He saw Charlie, Ron and Harry in the hall bickering.
"What's going on?" Bill asked Harry who was just standing there watching the brothers battle it out verbally.
"Charlie corned us and accused us of sneaking out. And you know Ron's temper. So here we are." He was calm.
He made an understanding gesture and stopped the argument.
"Okay, someone explain to me why Ron and Harry were supposedly sneaking out?" Bill asked staying calm. He looked at Ron and Harry for those answers.
Ron' ears went pink and just fumed there not speaking. Harry went into the explanation. Bill listened patiently to the story.
"Let me get this straight. You two want to save Hermione and Ginny from a club and a girl's night out?" He was trying his hardest to contain his growing laughter.
Ron' now pink face looked at his oldest brother and said. "Well, yes."
Bill burst out laughing. "That (laugh) is (snort) the most (snigger) dumbest excuse (laugh) I have ever heard! (snort)."
All three of the others gave him confused looks and looked at each other than back to man rolling on the floor in a fit of laughter.
Composing himself to the respected big brother, he said. "I told Ginny to go out. I knew she needed it. After all she is surrounded by testosterone."
"Oh," was all Ron could say, his face a deeper crimson than before.
Hermione and Ginny were thoroughly enjoying the attention by the all the guys in the club and the ones surrounding them. Smiling, Ginny saw two more come her way. One she recognized as a certain Slytherin she herself currently had her powder blue eyes on, since the Yule Ball, her third year.
Hermione watched Draco make his way for her. The night in the backroom flashed before her eyes. She of course told Ginny, during their primping session. And being the friend Ginny was, told her to go for it.
"Hey Draco." Hermione greeted him still dancing erotically with Ginny.
"Hermione, how's work going? Boring without me?" He asked easing himself into Hermione's rhythm.
"Ginny, you remember my best mate Blaise right?" Draco made Blaise known.
"Of course I do. Sup Blaise?" Ginny asked, pulling him behind her and grinding her arse in to his growing erection.
Blaise responded by grinding into Ginny forcefully and involuntarily moaning.
Ginny giggled to herself. 'I'm dancing with my crush, which seems to like me also. Hmm, how to spice this up a bit?' The now, temporary burgundy haired girl thought to herself.
Turing around, Ginny grinded her front to Blaise's, tantalizing him even further. Obliging Ginny's now growing kinky behavior, he ran his hands down her hips to her ass. She threw her head back in the feeling. Orgasms flew between the both of them.
Hermione and Draco had taken seats at the bar, both drinking Jack Daniels whiskey.
"So," the conversation was a bit forced. Both wanted to talk about the night, but couldn't find the words. "How have you been, Hermione?"
"Fine, I'm stressed about some things. The guy they put on shift with me is really stupid. He can't tag anything to save his life." She laughed a bit.
"Damn, that does suck. I miss working with you." Draco confided carelessly.
Frozen in her seat, Hermione asked. "Do you want to dance?"
"I'd love too."
Harry and Ron were flying over the towns. Their mission, to get Ginny and Hermione out of that god's unholy club.
"So, when we get there what are we going to do?" Asked Harry, careful not to raise his friend's anger further.
"Bring them back home, and call it a night." He answered simply.
Not replying, Harry sat back on his Firebolt.
Landing in Diagon Alley, the search for Sinister began.
Draco grinded into Hermione with such fever, even she could feel his need for her against him. His erection was greatly noticeable.
Hermione stopped when she heard Ginny yell out. "Ron! What in the hell are you and Harry doing here?"
Hermione froze. 'Harry and Ron? Are here, at Sinister?' Thinking to herself as she saw the three of them.
Blaise looked from Harry to Ron, thinking how he was going to get out of this one.
Ron spotted Hermione before she could blink.
"HERMIONE SERENA JADE GRANGER! WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL WERE THINKING WHEN YOU DRAGGED MY SISTER TO THIS HELL HOLE!" Ron's voice bellowed through the crowd.
Blaise cut in. "Excuse me, Weasel but me and your sister were having a great time, before you and your lover cut in."
Draco couldn't help but also stick his two-cents in. "Honestly Weasel. You don't fit in here. However, your sister and Hermione do."
Ron's ears flared pink and his face to a deeper crimson than ever imagined. Harry remained calm during the encounter.
"For the record, I didn't think we should come, but you know how Ron is when he thinks we should do something." He then turned his attention to Hermione. "So, how's your girls night out going?" Looking rather stupid, but calm.
"Fine, I was just talking to Draco about work."
"Really? You and Malfoy talking without name calling or physical abuse. This must be a record."
Ron stood there yelling at his sister and Blaise.
"GINERVA MOLLY WEASLEY WHEN I GET YOU BACK HOME I SWEAR TO MERLIN I'M CHAINING YOU TO ME! YOU'RE DANCING LIKE A HOOKER! AND WITH A SLYTHERIN FOR THAT MATTER!" He was out of breath.
Ginny stood still, partly from embarrassment and alcohol.Regaining her old self, she also exploded. "RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! YOU WILL NEVER ADRESS ME YOUR SISTER AS A HOOKER! I'M NOT DRESSED LIKE ONE OR ACTING LIKE ONE! I'M NOT LAVENDAR BROWN! AS FOR YOU BEING HERE, I DIDN'T TELL BILL WHERE SO HOW DID YOU KNOW?"
Ron froze in place. How could he say he read her letters? "I read the letter Hermione sent you. I was just out in the open."
Ginny's face turned a bloody crimson. "You did what?" Her voice was deadly calm and almost a whisper.
"C'mon mate, we're here to get them, but they don't need it, so let's just go." Harry tried to reason.
Blaise looked at him. "You disrespected your own sister's privacy? How could someone like you be so low?"
Ron's mouth moved like a fish out of water. "She is my sister! I have the right to protect her!"
"I don't need your protection in every damn aspect of my life! I'm not a god damn china doll!" Ginny shrieked.
"Let's just go, Ron." Harry said pulling his friend out of Sinister.
"That was embarrassing." Hermione broke the silence.
"I don't feel much like dancing anymore Hermione. I'm drunk anyway." Ginny told her, voice slurring a bit.
"Same here. How's about we go to the Leaky Cauldron and get rooms?" Blaise suggested.
"I have a room, double bed. We can stay there." Hermione offered.
"Great! Off to Hermione's hotel room." Draco announced.
Author's Note: hello everyone! Yay! Chapter Nine! I love you guys, I'm trying to get rid of the writer's block, it's slowly breaking down! Review!
