Abandoned
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: the song is from coyote ugly..not mine!! I don't write THAT well!
"The Story of My Life"
I'd be honored if you guys would check out my new site! It's under construction, but it'll get better!
www.geocities.com/hottieangel553/walkthewalk
I'm only 14, so the site's kinda juvenile!
NOTE: as you can tell, I've decided to stay. I'm afraid of ya'll, you're scary! Nah, it's just these stories are important to me and I'm not going to delete them because of some people. I'm glad some of you like it! I've been stupid, as one reviewer said "The Great Riley Malfoy" will not be taken down by a few dumb jerks. Sorry for the scare. I solemnly swear that I will finish this series and hopefully start a new D/Hr one after the third book! Thanks again!
I am aware this sequel is not what most people expected, and to tell the truth, it's not what I had expected either. I'm not really liking it, so I've re done the whole story line so that the H/Hr can disappear in the next chapter and so that it will be more to my liking.
To my reviewers:
Rebecca: I understand. I just wanted to keep you as a reader because you were one of my favorites! It'll get better if you keep reading!
Fruit-loop14- Whoa. Ok. I agree. I swear. Just don't hurt me..please..
Tanya- how can I resist?
Smiley13- wow. You're a bit scary. But I like you anyway. Just don't egg my house or anything.
Blank review: burn, flamers, burn!
Michael- I made someone happy! *does happy dance*
Stephanie- I thought the pregnancy could add some drama as well. Thanks for the review, hope you see this story through till the end!
Trigger- good thought!
Ladyofthewinter- how can I not, with those cute pleases?
Mistress Del Mare- I won't
Horny Girl: Whoa. I'd be afraid to flame a fiction you liked if I were a flamer! Thanks!
Warm tears slid down Hermione's cheeks as she slid under the covers of her bed. Her heart was thumping so loudly, she feared she might burst into a million pieces. He had hit her. He had hurt her. Suddenly, flashing images of Terry came into her head. She gripped her skull, trying to shake out the oncoming memories.
"Stop." she gasped lightly, tears now flooding down her cheeks.
"STOP!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, feeling her head going light.
"Hermione?" the panicked voice of Harry Potter came, as he dashed into the room.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" Harry asked again, throwing an arm around Hermione's waist.
"Nothing Harry." Hermione lied, wiping the tears underneath her eyes.
"PMS, that's all." she managed a small smile towards Harry, who nodded and left the room.
"God." breathed Hermione, going limp on the bed, her face pressed hard against the pillow.
~*~
The next few days were like a constant motion for Hermione, the fights, tears, the memories. And still, the constant reminder of Draco added a solace for her.
"Come on!" Hermione hurried to Rianne as she left the house Friday morning. She scooped up the toddler and hurried out the door, breath heaving in her chest.
She dropped Rianne off at daycare and headed towards the bar as usual. As she entered the bar, she grimaced at the site of Draco, who was also there. She made a beeline for his seat.
"Hey." she croaked, sitting down next to him. He ignored her.
"Draco, I'm sorry about the other night. I totally freaked out!" She explained, placing a hand on his shoulder.
He looked her straight in the eye. "Ok. I guess. Did you have to go back to lover-boy Potter?"
Hermione frowned. "It's not like I WANTED to! And he isn't my lover-boy!"
"Then leave him." Draco said coyly, cocking an eyebrow.
"Oh, I've thought about it." Hermione admitted. "But where would I go? I can't support Rianne, and I've got no one. My parents practically told me to get away from them, when I got pregnant." Hermione sighed.
"You'll always have me." Draco whispered, clasping her hand and squeezing gently.
"I know," Hermione answered. "I'm just really confused."
"Let's start over. Why don't you come to my flat and we'll catch up." Draco suggested, looking at her sincerely.
"You've got a lot of hate inside, Draco. Is it towards me?" Hermione asked nervously, fumbling with the hem of her skirt.
"Never." he promised. Hermione nodded, feeling this at least a bit reassuring. Draco stood and motioned her to follow. Hermione took his hand warmly, and in an instant, they were inside of Draco's flat. They sat down on the blue couch, sinking low into the fabric.
"Well you already know about me. What has happened to you since…that day?" Hermione trailed off, chewing her lip.
"I ran away a week after you did. My father forced me to attend Durmstrang in my last year. I learned a lot of dark magic there, which I'd never use against anyone other than the bastard who calls himself my father. I moved out, and for all I know, my father couldn't care less because my mother gave birth to a little boy, Damien, while I was at Durmstrang. And Damien is an Amontri."
Hermione gasped. "So, he's the new heir?" Draco managed a nod.
"God, I missed you." Hermione whispered, tracing her finger around his shoulder. She leaned upwards, so close to him that his hot breath was fanning on her face. Their lips shyly brushed, and Draco's hand fell to cup her cheek.
The feeling of his warm mouth on hers again, sent her into the past, warm tears sliding down her cheeks. She breathed heavily as Draco kissed down her neck, reaching to shirt collar. He gently tugged and Hermione could feel buttons coming out of their loopholes. Just the gentle feeling of Draco's hands sliding down her arms was enough to make her grip his back tightly.
"You don't know how long I've waited to touch you." Draco moaned, kissing down her stomach. He reached around her back and undid the clasp of her bra, letting the piece of lavender fabric fall onto the paisley carpet. She hadn't been touched with this much caring our gentleness for a long time. She hadn't felt passion devoid of lust for almost three painful years. She took Draco's face in her palms and pushed her lips against his, snaking her tongue between his lips and gripping him tightly. As the kiss deepened, Hermione's hands sneaked to the buttons on his shirt. She popped each button out gently, sliding the shirt from his chest. At that moment, Draco hooked his fingers under the waistband of her skirt; pushing it from her hips and watching it fall down on the ground. Draco reached around her and placed his hands on her upper back. With the utmost gentleness, he feathered his fingers down her baby-smooth skin, barely brushing against the blonde hairs on her skin. Hermione bit her lip and grabbed Draco's left hand, placing it on her breast. She looked him in the eyes for a brief second, seeing her feelings returned. She rid him of the rest of his clothes and her own underwear. Draco climbed atop of her, making sure every part of him was at a point of contact with her silky smooth skin.
With a kiss to her forehead Draco pushed into her, making her tremble in pleasure. His pacing became irregular as her moaning became louder, and they climaxed simultaneously. Draco picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, where he laid her on the bed, peeling back the covers.
Hermione awoke hours later to find herself in the most comforting position she'd ever been it. She was curled in a ball, with Draco's arm around her naked waist. She felt another tear slide down her cheek as she smiled.
!*Water blue, always makes me think of you
Are you thinking of me too, when you see it shine
It's kinda sad, but I'm smiling, imagine that
But we were lucky to have we had, if only for a time
Didn't we set the mountains on fire
Did ever a flame burn any higher?
Wasn't it so sweet, wasn't it?
Didn't we love?
It's ok, sometimes I just get this way
I can't forget you anyway, I couldn't even try
I'd rather fall, than never to have flown at all
It's was heaven after all, if only for a time*!
She deeply wished that she could wake up to Draco every morning. The feeling of his breath on her back, the feeling of being pressed against his body. She began to cry. She cried with all the feelings she held in for so long. She cried for the love she held for the man next to her. She cried for the complications and imperfection. She took in a sharp intake of breath as she felt two thumbs wiping the tears on her cheeks away. She turned her head and smiled at Draco.
"What are we going to do?" she choked, gripping the muscles on his biceps.
"Whatever you want." he said sincerely.
"I turned my world upside down for you once-" she paused.
Draco held his breath, expecting some kind of regret for what had just taken place.
"And I'd do it all over again." she finished, kissing him on the chin.
He toyed with one of her light-brown curls, wrapping it around his index finger.
"Hermione, what exactly are you planning on?"
"Well, I don't think that Harry is seriously dangerous, just a little messed up from his encounter with Voldemort in the seventh year. He's very attached to the things he's in love with. He won't let me go. I suppose I'll have to run away." her whisper grew fainter as she grew more nervous.
"To tell the truth, I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't want to hurt Harry, but I'm dying a little bit each day. I know he'll find love again…but I want Rianne," she reasoned, biting her nail.
"You're tired, Hermione. We can figure this out. We've run away together once, we can do it again."
"I don't want to run away, per say!" Hermione argued, "Just leave him. He'll let me."
Draco nodded. "You're stressing. We'll do this later. Just relax." he assured, squeezing her hand.
TBC
Do you like? Don't worry it's not going to be all hunky-dory for these two. There WILL be complications, but a happy ending is in sight, I swear! Well anyways, leave reviews. If you don't like the way I've turned the story, which can be fixed. I'm flexible!
Love ya's!
REVIEW NOW I SAY!
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: the song is from coyote ugly..not mine!! I don't write THAT well!
"The Story of My Life"
I'd be honored if you guys would check out my new site! It's under construction, but it'll get better!
www.geocities.com/hottieangel553/walkthewalk
I'm only 14, so the site's kinda juvenile!
NOTE: as you can tell, I've decided to stay. I'm afraid of ya'll, you're scary! Nah, it's just these stories are important to me and I'm not going to delete them because of some people. I'm glad some of you like it! I've been stupid, as one reviewer said "The Great Riley Malfoy" will not be taken down by a few dumb jerks. Sorry for the scare. I solemnly swear that I will finish this series and hopefully start a new D/Hr one after the third book! Thanks again!
I am aware this sequel is not what most people expected, and to tell the truth, it's not what I had expected either. I'm not really liking it, so I've re done the whole story line so that the H/Hr can disappear in the next chapter and so that it will be more to my liking.
To my reviewers:
Rebecca: I understand. I just wanted to keep you as a reader because you were one of my favorites! It'll get better if you keep reading!
Fruit-loop14- Whoa. Ok. I agree. I swear. Just don't hurt me..please..
Tanya- how can I resist?
Smiley13- wow. You're a bit scary. But I like you anyway. Just don't egg my house or anything.
Blank review: burn, flamers, burn!
Michael- I made someone happy! *does happy dance*
Stephanie- I thought the pregnancy could add some drama as well. Thanks for the review, hope you see this story through till the end!
Trigger- good thought!
Ladyofthewinter- how can I not, with those cute pleases?
Mistress Del Mare- I won't
Horny Girl: Whoa. I'd be afraid to flame a fiction you liked if I were a flamer! Thanks!
Warm tears slid down Hermione's cheeks as she slid under the covers of her bed. Her heart was thumping so loudly, she feared she might burst into a million pieces. He had hit her. He had hurt her. Suddenly, flashing images of Terry came into her head. She gripped her skull, trying to shake out the oncoming memories.
"Stop." she gasped lightly, tears now flooding down her cheeks.
"STOP!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, feeling her head going light.
"Hermione?" the panicked voice of Harry Potter came, as he dashed into the room.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" Harry asked again, throwing an arm around Hermione's waist.
"Nothing Harry." Hermione lied, wiping the tears underneath her eyes.
"PMS, that's all." she managed a small smile towards Harry, who nodded and left the room.
"God." breathed Hermione, going limp on the bed, her face pressed hard against the pillow.
~*~
The next few days were like a constant motion for Hermione, the fights, tears, the memories. And still, the constant reminder of Draco added a solace for her.
"Come on!" Hermione hurried to Rianne as she left the house Friday morning. She scooped up the toddler and hurried out the door, breath heaving in her chest.
She dropped Rianne off at daycare and headed towards the bar as usual. As she entered the bar, she grimaced at the site of Draco, who was also there. She made a beeline for his seat.
"Hey." she croaked, sitting down next to him. He ignored her.
"Draco, I'm sorry about the other night. I totally freaked out!" She explained, placing a hand on his shoulder.
He looked her straight in the eye. "Ok. I guess. Did you have to go back to lover-boy Potter?"
Hermione frowned. "It's not like I WANTED to! And he isn't my lover-boy!"
"Then leave him." Draco said coyly, cocking an eyebrow.
"Oh, I've thought about it." Hermione admitted. "But where would I go? I can't support Rianne, and I've got no one. My parents practically told me to get away from them, when I got pregnant." Hermione sighed.
"You'll always have me." Draco whispered, clasping her hand and squeezing gently.
"I know," Hermione answered. "I'm just really confused."
"Let's start over. Why don't you come to my flat and we'll catch up." Draco suggested, looking at her sincerely.
"You've got a lot of hate inside, Draco. Is it towards me?" Hermione asked nervously, fumbling with the hem of her skirt.
"Never." he promised. Hermione nodded, feeling this at least a bit reassuring. Draco stood and motioned her to follow. Hermione took his hand warmly, and in an instant, they were inside of Draco's flat. They sat down on the blue couch, sinking low into the fabric.
"Well you already know about me. What has happened to you since…that day?" Hermione trailed off, chewing her lip.
"I ran away a week after you did. My father forced me to attend Durmstrang in my last year. I learned a lot of dark magic there, which I'd never use against anyone other than the bastard who calls himself my father. I moved out, and for all I know, my father couldn't care less because my mother gave birth to a little boy, Damien, while I was at Durmstrang. And Damien is an Amontri."
Hermione gasped. "So, he's the new heir?" Draco managed a nod.
"God, I missed you." Hermione whispered, tracing her finger around his shoulder. She leaned upwards, so close to him that his hot breath was fanning on her face. Their lips shyly brushed, and Draco's hand fell to cup her cheek.
The feeling of his warm mouth on hers again, sent her into the past, warm tears sliding down her cheeks. She breathed heavily as Draco kissed down her neck, reaching to shirt collar. He gently tugged and Hermione could feel buttons coming out of their loopholes. Just the gentle feeling of Draco's hands sliding down her arms was enough to make her grip his back tightly.
"You don't know how long I've waited to touch you." Draco moaned, kissing down her stomach. He reached around her back and undid the clasp of her bra, letting the piece of lavender fabric fall onto the paisley carpet. She hadn't been touched with this much caring our gentleness for a long time. She hadn't felt passion devoid of lust for almost three painful years. She took Draco's face in her palms and pushed her lips against his, snaking her tongue between his lips and gripping him tightly. As the kiss deepened, Hermione's hands sneaked to the buttons on his shirt. She popped each button out gently, sliding the shirt from his chest. At that moment, Draco hooked his fingers under the waistband of her skirt; pushing it from her hips and watching it fall down on the ground. Draco reached around her and placed his hands on her upper back. With the utmost gentleness, he feathered his fingers down her baby-smooth skin, barely brushing against the blonde hairs on her skin. Hermione bit her lip and grabbed Draco's left hand, placing it on her breast. She looked him in the eyes for a brief second, seeing her feelings returned. She rid him of the rest of his clothes and her own underwear. Draco climbed atop of her, making sure every part of him was at a point of contact with her silky smooth skin.
With a kiss to her forehead Draco pushed into her, making her tremble in pleasure. His pacing became irregular as her moaning became louder, and they climaxed simultaneously. Draco picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, where he laid her on the bed, peeling back the covers.
Hermione awoke hours later to find herself in the most comforting position she'd ever been it. She was curled in a ball, with Draco's arm around her naked waist. She felt another tear slide down her cheek as she smiled.
!*Water blue, always makes me think of you
Are you thinking of me too, when you see it shine
It's kinda sad, but I'm smiling, imagine that
But we were lucky to have we had, if only for a time
Didn't we set the mountains on fire
Did ever a flame burn any higher?
Wasn't it so sweet, wasn't it?
Didn't we love?
It's ok, sometimes I just get this way
I can't forget you anyway, I couldn't even try
I'd rather fall, than never to have flown at all
It's was heaven after all, if only for a time*!
She deeply wished that she could wake up to Draco every morning. The feeling of his breath on her back, the feeling of being pressed against his body. She began to cry. She cried with all the feelings she held in for so long. She cried for the love she held for the man next to her. She cried for the complications and imperfection. She took in a sharp intake of breath as she felt two thumbs wiping the tears on her cheeks away. She turned her head and smiled at Draco.
"What are we going to do?" she choked, gripping the muscles on his biceps.
"Whatever you want." he said sincerely.
"I turned my world upside down for you once-" she paused.
Draco held his breath, expecting some kind of regret for what had just taken place.
"And I'd do it all over again." she finished, kissing him on the chin.
He toyed with one of her light-brown curls, wrapping it around his index finger.
"Hermione, what exactly are you planning on?"
"Well, I don't think that Harry is seriously dangerous, just a little messed up from his encounter with Voldemort in the seventh year. He's very attached to the things he's in love with. He won't let me go. I suppose I'll have to run away." her whisper grew fainter as she grew more nervous.
"To tell the truth, I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't want to hurt Harry, but I'm dying a little bit each day. I know he'll find love again…but I want Rianne," she reasoned, biting her nail.
"You're tired, Hermione. We can figure this out. We've run away together once, we can do it again."
"I don't want to run away, per say!" Hermione argued, "Just leave him. He'll let me."
Draco nodded. "You're stressing. We'll do this later. Just relax." he assured, squeezing her hand.
TBC
Do you like? Don't worry it's not going to be all hunky-dory for these two. There WILL be complications, but a happy ending is in sight, I swear! Well anyways, leave reviews. If you don't like the way I've turned the story, which can be fixed. I'm flexible!
Love ya's!
REVIEW NOW I SAY!