(A/N: all characters, names, places etc. belong to JK plot is mine, explanation for GoldenStar91 is at the bottom) Hey you guys soooo sorry for the long ass wait it was like ok after I finished DH on Saturday night I was like in shock, I seriously needed to recuperate and gather my facts and stuff :P ok so after the initial shock there was the taking in of everything, and oh man, ok so anyway recently I'm re-reading the whole series (colour me Geek) but yeah there are soo many hints and stuff I was like COOL lmao ok so on with the story and really sorry about the long wait. (PS) hope everyone's as ready for school as I am! (Note the sarcasm)(note2, im posting this mid oct. so right now i hate school:P)

Love Is A Terrible Thing.

To Love Is A Sin.

To Be Loved Is A Curse.

Jealousy is Love

Last time:

Draco gasped and doubled over in the chair, gripping his stomach in pain. "Hermione!" He gasped out, tears forming in his eyes as they were beginning to shut, but not before he caught a glimpse of a glowing white figure; an angel. It was Gwen.

"Oh, bloody hell, not you again." He managed to gasp out in between the pain that was shooting up his stomach and—to his heart? Hermione was in trouble and he knew it.
"Your destiny calls you forth, I have but to show you the way to her, it is then up to you to chose your fate." Gwen said, her voice becoming very echo-y and almost ghost-like.
"Alright, fine anything to stop this!" His nose was touching the floor and beads of sweat accumulated on his forehead. He knew something was terribly wrong and he had to find her.
"Follow me." Gwen said, offering Draco her hand. He took it and struggled to stand.
They were suddenly engulfed in a cloud of mist that encircled the two of them. The air within the circle was cold and gave him a feeling of death. The next thing he knew he was in a large field that was overlooked by a small mansion in the distance. He noticed the pain was dulled slightly and he did a 360 to see where Gwen had gone.
"Bloody magician, bloody disappearing acts; Fucking curses and damned women in distress, I just want to live out my life in peace, without the Dark War and without Potter and his little cronies trying to figure out if I'm evil or not and that damned bookworm trying to recruit me over to her side. I—" He heard something in the distance, a sound he was familiar with…the swish of brooms being flown. He ducked down into the overgrown bushes and watched the skies.
Sure enough a pair of brooms flew overhead with two riders, one was definitely female, and he was unsure whether it had been Hermione or not, although he doubted Granger could fly a broom let alone mount one. Once they were well off into the distance he got up from his hiding place and the pain was gone, the closer he got to the castle the more he was sure that Hermione was in there.
It was not an easy task trying to get there, for thorns and weeds and deep trenches covered his route and by the time he got to the old rusted portcullis he was cut up and dirty. Gwen appeared on one side of the portcullis and Draco jumped in fear, grasping his heart in shock. "Bloody hell, you fucking scared me."
"You must conquer her in any form."
"What?"
"I shall bestow upon you a magic that you must later learn to harness for yourself."

"I can't stand it Thomas; I've got to see her. Please, she'll be in her garden at this time of day." Sam pleaded, removing his cloak and beginning to head off towards the castle. Thomas's hand gripped his shoulder.
"Make sure you're not seen."
"You know no one will recognize me like this…" he began to walk and in the shadows, he transformed. Thomas merely shook his head and told him he would be on the lookout.

Gwen was in kneeling in her garden and slowly cutting away weeds by moving her hand in front of them and then the red magic would do the rest. She sighed tiredly and stopped abruptly. A sound had made her senses come alive. Ever since Sam left, no one would approach her so the sound of twigs snapping lightly made her aware of another's presence.

She looked about for the source of the noise but saw no one coming her way. The rustling of leaves made her jump and she began to rise off her knees. She let out a scream when the invader came into sight.

A lone black wolf came trotting towards her out of the brush. It did not run away when she screamed but merely stared at her with familiar emerald green eyes. She had fallen backwards over her flowers and mud lapped at her body and clothes, her chest heaving up and down quickly.

The wolf looked at her for another minute before bowing its head ever so slightly and then turning and trotting back up the path from whence it came and left Gwen with wide eyes and a racing heartbeat.

An hour or two later she was sitting in her room, in a tub full of steaming water, her body clad in a thin bath chemise that reached her knees. She took a breath and dove under the surface. When she resurfaced and cleared her vision, she had yet another surprise visit.

Sam stood there looking travel-worn and windswept, for there was a full-scale storm was blowing away the Hogwarts grounds at that moment. He reached down into the tub, soaking his shirtsleeves and pulled her to her feet. She was too stunned to speak, to even scream, laugh, or smile. She merely had a shocked look upon her face and when she recovered herself, she slapped him. His head snapped to the side and his mouth was slightly open.

He turned his head back to face her and grabbed her quite suddenly so that she nearly slipped in the tub. He pulled her closer to him harshly and passionately kissed her. She returned the kiss with equal passion, their fiery hate for each other fueling their fervor.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and her right leg around his waist, trying desperately to create closeness with their bodies. He grabbed her butt cheek and roughly caressed it, tracing circles along the outside of her thighs. Her left leg came up next by his command. (He had traced her thigh ever so slightly.)

She let out a strangled gasp as his hand upon her right thigh began to do its master proud. He lifted her out of the tub and carried her away from the common room of her dormitory, dripping all the way up to the bedroom.

"Where—have—you—been?" She asked, her voice coming out ragged and short.

"I cannot say, nor can I stay." He said quite easily through their tryst.

At this, she stopped abruptly but Sam kept kissing along her neck. She tried to push him away but he ignored her protest to speak.

"You're leaving again?"

His hands were rubbing the sides of her legs, making them numb with such feeling.

"You're leaving…again?" Before she knew it, tears were forming in her eyes as he began to raise her soaked chemise.

He seemed to know she was crying somehow because he stopped their attempted lovemaking and looked up at her.

"What is it, what's wrong love?" He whispered, his voice hoarse, he crawled up the bed and it took her a few seconds to realize he had not a scrap of clothing left—nor did she. He pulled Gwen into his arms, their naked bodies touching at every curve and crease. She sobbed into her shoulder and he stroked her wet hair.

In the room a large green snake, its neck as thick as a man's thigh was circling the bedroom, lingering in the shadows, its dull green eyes watching the scene before it as though it understood every word uttered.

Hermione once more tried to pull her wrists free of the shackles but only succeeded in making them bloodier. A sound to her bottom left made her stop her struggling and hold her breath, urging her body to listen as hard as it could.

Out of the shadows emerged a brilliantly silver lone wolf. It turned its head towards her and she gasped. It merely stared at her though silver eyes that were oh-so familiar...

(A/N: Sorry guys i know its short, its a filler:P to apologise for taking forever but i've been sooo busy but i promise to focus on it more, plus ive been devolping a new idea a certain blast from the past one might say...heheheee lmao ok well i've had the idea in my head for a while so i wanted to write it down ever since i re-read the series especially after the chapter "Snape's Worst Memory" in bk. 5, ok ok so anyway ok the explanation for the pain is that they're connected, they have been cursed by Sam and Gwen to the point where they are so emotionally and physically conected its gonna start popping up in coming chapters hint hint but i dont really know wut else to say i hope u get it Golden:P oh yeah another note for the ex. this is kinda like time out for them, they (Sam and Gwen) wanted them to feel each other and feel each others' pain/hate/anger/love/ etc. by punishing them to be stuck together. Ok so yeah for the upcoming story im gonna start posting:

Genre: Romance (OBVIOUSLY)/Drama or Tragedy
Char.: JP/LP(nee, Evans) and the rest of the Marauders ;)
Time: Past obviously but its cool how i write into the past from the first few lines/paragraphs :P
Summary: The sixth year of Hogwarts and James is trying to woo Lily, finally maturing (surely but slowly) and Lily is not interested in what he has to say. She and Lupin are Head B and G (no romance between them tho so dont get ur hopes up) and ughhh iono obviously Sirius is there (sexy younger SB of course) and many old faces of the past, so stay tuned for more news on that!)))))))

and end rant. ;)
-K-