Disclaimer: all the characters belong to J.K. Rowling! but i guess the plot belongs to me....
Author's Notes: Augh! *hyperventilates* over 100 reviews?!?!? *faints* *Draco appears* draco says, "Oh no, looks like the author fainted, I guess I have to do mouth to mouth on her." *wakes back up* ~sigh~ if only that DID happen if i fainted, lol.... oh, I'm extremely and terribly sorry to anyone who thought that my fic promoted underage drinking. I didn't mean to promote anything! honestly! so I'm very sorry if that's how it came across to be. Alrighty guys....get ready for some drama :)
Singing, laughing, dancing,
to her favorite song
She's a little girl with nothing wrong but she's all alone.
~Norah Jones
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The minute Hermione walked into the common room, she found Harry and Ron waiting for her, looking anxious and confused, and in Ron's case, angry.
"What is going on, Hermione?!" Ron shouted. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Ron, I haven't had exactly a fun morning, could you save the yelling for later?" Harry gave Ron a look and pushed him slightly up the stairs. Ron reluctantly disappeared, outwardly meek but inside he was fuming. But he was too loyal to Harry to distress him. Can you say pathetic? But still, friends are friends and friends shouldn't do things that they know would hurt their friend...
"Hermione," Harry said. "You have to tell me what's going on." Hermione briefly closed her eyes.
"Harry, it's a long story."
"I know who it was in your bedroom, Hermione," said Harry. Hermione could tell this was taking a lot out of Harry. After all, Harry liked to go along with the flow, he hated confrontations and would rather not seek trouble. Bad luck though, trouble often seeked him.
"Fine, Harry," said Hermione. "I slept with Draco Malfoy." Harry's eyes opened wide. Deducting it was one thing, hearing it straight from Hermione's mouth really hit it home.
"Then what?" asked Harry. "Why did you do it, Hermione?"
"I have my reasons, Harry, they're personal and I don't feel like sharing them." Harry frowned.
"I don't know what's gotten into you but I don't like what's it is, Hermione. First you skip class, then you swear to the profs, now you're sleeping with the worst criminal in school." Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"Don't ever judge someone before you know them."
"Who? Malfoy? Hermione! We both know what kind of person Malfoy is!"
"Draco," said Hermione. "It's Draco and I don't know about you but I know what kind of person Draco is." Harry impulsively hugged Hermione.
"I just don't want to lose a friend." Hermione closed her eyes, tears sliding from underneath them.
"But if someone starts to pull away, you won't stop them, will you?" Harry sighed, trying to hide in Hermione's hair. He wished it could be like back when he, Hermione, and Ron were carefree first years, spinning on the large grassy fields until they were too dizzy to get back up. Sneaking out then falling asleep together in a cold, empty classroom. Nothing was ever going to be the same again.
"I won't. I'll let her go."
"Thanks Harry." Harry remained silent, his mind back to when they were young...when no shadows ever crept into their minds.
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Draco was making sure that no one was in the common room and started to make his way out. He silently walked with his panther like lope, hair glinting in the moonlight. He was just outside when a rough hand knocked him down. Draco fell on his back, his wind getting knocked out. Immediately, he jumped back on his feet, eyes scouring the darkness for his attacker.
"Draco, my boy," said a too familiar voice. "So glad you decided to talk to me." Shit, thought Draco. Not now, actually, not ever.
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Hermione waited at the top of the tower, outside. The stars and sky were like a thick blanket above her head, stretching onto infinity. She slightly shivered and wondered if she had come too early. Hermione hoped Draco would come soon. Hermione felt a weight inside. She knew the same thing Harry knew. Ever since she started to tutor Draco, she should have known things weren't going to be the same again. They would no longer be that 'Terrific Trio' the professors often dubbed them. No more of that. She felt alone.....and she was, a little girl with nothing wrong. But she was all alone. (or so she thought....)
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"Get the bloody hell away from me," hissed Draco. Lucius and grabbed him by the shoulder and forced him up. Draco moved out of Lucius' grasp and stood, facing him.
"Get away from me," he said, breathing hard.
"Such love you give to your father." Lucius laughed without happiness.
"I said get the hell away from me," said Draco. He received a punch in the shoulder, so hard that he could not supress a sharp gasp.
"I don't want you laying any mudblood. You are a disgrace, a humiliation to the family name!" Lucius screamed. He was so worked up Draco could see white foam of spit gathering around his mouth.
"I'd rather be true to someone. I'd rather be a person than a puppet." Lucius screamed in anger and hit Draco again, in the stomach, over and over. Draco fought to keep conscious and wondered why no one seemed to hear the sound of Lucius' screams and if Hermione would wait for him.
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"Hermione?" Hermione jumped. She turned around and saw that Ron was standing there.
"Ron?" she asked, incredulously. "How did you find me here?" Ron shrugged.
"I followed you," he said.
"You what?!" Hermione started walked backwards to the edge of the tower, her fingers gripping the cold stone behind her. There was something different in Ron's eyes tonight, they were angry and hungry.
"Hermione," Ron said, softly. "I want us to be together." Hermione's eyes opened wide. Had he suddenly gone completely insane? Uh, yeah, he pretty much did.
"Ron," whispered Hermione. "Go back to the common room. Go to sleep." Ron seemed to suddenly snap.
"What's wrong, Hermione?" screamed Ron. "Are you too good for me or something? To good for a poor Weasley like me!?" Hermione tried to take a step back, only to find she was at the edge. Ron's mind was in a whirl. He had been her friend for six years. Six years! Sure they might have gotten into their fights, but it was only short- lived fights and he had helped her go through so much. Buckbeak's trial. Victor's breakup. And suddenly Draco appears in the scene and in less than a month they're sleeping together. What was wrong with this picture? Well, Ron, I guess you're right, sex gods do have it nice.....
"What is it, Hermione? You only lay the best? You'll only go out with the best? With a rich prick like Malfoy?!" Hermione was starting to get worried. Ron couldn't be reasoned, not now, not like this. Ron approached her and Hermione wondered if she could reach her wand from her back pocket.
"What's the matter with you Hermione?" asked Ron, shaking her by the shoulders. "Can't you see the person who really loves you?!" Ron was shaking her hard and it hurt. Hermione bit her lip and was about to kick Ron when...
"Is there a problem?" Hermione almost cried in relief. There, standing at the top of the staircase was Draco, like a young god, (a sex god more like) made of marble and alabaster with diamonds for eyes. Ron obviously didn't share Hermione's thoughts. His eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Actually there is, Malfoy." Ron spat out the name as if it disgusted him, which it probably did. Draco merely raised a fine eyebrow.
"I don't like how much time you're spending with Hermione."
"I think it is up to Hermione to decide how she will spend her time and with who." Ron's composure disappeared. He ran towards Draco and pushed him hard.
"You bastard," said Ron, breathing hard. "You stupid, rich bastard. I was her friend, I was loyal. What were you? Nothing! You were nothing to her. Then you appear and suddenly you act like you're in love. I hate you. And I want you to stay away from Hermione. She doesn't deserve you!" Ron tried to push Draco again but he resisted. They looked at each other, sizing each other up. Ron was taller but Draco had more muscle in his lean arms and stomach (ooh, yummmm) Hermione tugged at Ron's sweater.
"Please Ron, go back to the common room," she pleaded. "I'll talk to you later." Ron looked at the hand that was resting on his arm and a look of softness crossed his face. He turned slightly towards Hermione when suddenly, he turned around and was about to hit Draco but Draco pushed him.
"You stay away from her, Weasley," said Draco. "I never want to see you go near her again, ever." Draco looked at Ron, eyes hard. Ron scowled and stormed down the stairs. Draco slightly staggered and Hermione immediately hugged him. Draco winced slightly.
"What happened?" he asked.
"No, you first. You're hurt, aren't you?"
"Lucius, that bastard, got me. Outside the Slytherin common room. I think he put a spell on us. He was screaming and no one came to help." Hermione healed him before he could do any explaining. They watched as the purple and blood red roses shrunk from under Draco's skin. Herione kissed his warm stomach. Draco pulled Hermione close to him. They were lying down looking at the stars. The stone floor was cold but all they needed was each other's warmth.
"Draco?"
"Hmmm?" he mumbled. His mind was going into a drowsy, happy state.
"I love you." Draco kissed the top of Hermione's head.
"I love you too." Hermione snuggled closer and they fell asleep like that, troubles gone....for at least a short time, only caring that they finally loved and were loved.
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*sorry, i'm such a sap when it comes to saying 'i love you.' it may be cheesy but admit it! you wish you were hermione right now, rite? heehee...or maybe that's just me....oh well.....big fat bird poop on ron! but you gotta feel sorry for him, u kinda see where he's coming from...but he's still a pain in the butt :) thanks for reading, i hope you u guys are still liking this, please R&R!
Author's Notes: Augh! *hyperventilates* over 100 reviews?!?!? *faints* *Draco appears* draco says, "Oh no, looks like the author fainted, I guess I have to do mouth to mouth on her." *wakes back up* ~sigh~ if only that DID happen if i fainted, lol.... oh, I'm extremely and terribly sorry to anyone who thought that my fic promoted underage drinking. I didn't mean to promote anything! honestly! so I'm very sorry if that's how it came across to be. Alrighty guys....get ready for some drama :)
Singing, laughing, dancing,
to her favorite song
She's a little girl with nothing wrong but she's all alone.
~Norah Jones
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The minute Hermione walked into the common room, she found Harry and Ron waiting for her, looking anxious and confused, and in Ron's case, angry.
"What is going on, Hermione?!" Ron shouted. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Ron, I haven't had exactly a fun morning, could you save the yelling for later?" Harry gave Ron a look and pushed him slightly up the stairs. Ron reluctantly disappeared, outwardly meek but inside he was fuming. But he was too loyal to Harry to distress him. Can you say pathetic? But still, friends are friends and friends shouldn't do things that they know would hurt their friend...
"Hermione," Harry said. "You have to tell me what's going on." Hermione briefly closed her eyes.
"Harry, it's a long story."
"I know who it was in your bedroom, Hermione," said Harry. Hermione could tell this was taking a lot out of Harry. After all, Harry liked to go along with the flow, he hated confrontations and would rather not seek trouble. Bad luck though, trouble often seeked him.
"Fine, Harry," said Hermione. "I slept with Draco Malfoy." Harry's eyes opened wide. Deducting it was one thing, hearing it straight from Hermione's mouth really hit it home.
"Then what?" asked Harry. "Why did you do it, Hermione?"
"I have my reasons, Harry, they're personal and I don't feel like sharing them." Harry frowned.
"I don't know what's gotten into you but I don't like what's it is, Hermione. First you skip class, then you swear to the profs, now you're sleeping with the worst criminal in school." Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"Don't ever judge someone before you know them."
"Who? Malfoy? Hermione! We both know what kind of person Malfoy is!"
"Draco," said Hermione. "It's Draco and I don't know about you but I know what kind of person Draco is." Harry impulsively hugged Hermione.
"I just don't want to lose a friend." Hermione closed her eyes, tears sliding from underneath them.
"But if someone starts to pull away, you won't stop them, will you?" Harry sighed, trying to hide in Hermione's hair. He wished it could be like back when he, Hermione, and Ron were carefree first years, spinning on the large grassy fields until they were too dizzy to get back up. Sneaking out then falling asleep together in a cold, empty classroom. Nothing was ever going to be the same again.
"I won't. I'll let her go."
"Thanks Harry." Harry remained silent, his mind back to when they were young...when no shadows ever crept into their minds.
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Draco was making sure that no one was in the common room and started to make his way out. He silently walked with his panther like lope, hair glinting in the moonlight. He was just outside when a rough hand knocked him down. Draco fell on his back, his wind getting knocked out. Immediately, he jumped back on his feet, eyes scouring the darkness for his attacker.
"Draco, my boy," said a too familiar voice. "So glad you decided to talk to me." Shit, thought Draco. Not now, actually, not ever.
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Hermione waited at the top of the tower, outside. The stars and sky were like a thick blanket above her head, stretching onto infinity. She slightly shivered and wondered if she had come too early. Hermione hoped Draco would come soon. Hermione felt a weight inside. She knew the same thing Harry knew. Ever since she started to tutor Draco, she should have known things weren't going to be the same again. They would no longer be that 'Terrific Trio' the professors often dubbed them. No more of that. She felt alone.....and she was, a little girl with nothing wrong. But she was all alone. (or so she thought....)
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"Get the bloody hell away from me," hissed Draco. Lucius and grabbed him by the shoulder and forced him up. Draco moved out of Lucius' grasp and stood, facing him.
"Get away from me," he said, breathing hard.
"Such love you give to your father." Lucius laughed without happiness.
"I said get the hell away from me," said Draco. He received a punch in the shoulder, so hard that he could not supress a sharp gasp.
"I don't want you laying any mudblood. You are a disgrace, a humiliation to the family name!" Lucius screamed. He was so worked up Draco could see white foam of spit gathering around his mouth.
"I'd rather be true to someone. I'd rather be a person than a puppet." Lucius screamed in anger and hit Draco again, in the stomach, over and over. Draco fought to keep conscious and wondered why no one seemed to hear the sound of Lucius' screams and if Hermione would wait for him.
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"Hermione?" Hermione jumped. She turned around and saw that Ron was standing there.
"Ron?" she asked, incredulously. "How did you find me here?" Ron shrugged.
"I followed you," he said.
"You what?!" Hermione started walked backwards to the edge of the tower, her fingers gripping the cold stone behind her. There was something different in Ron's eyes tonight, they were angry and hungry.
"Hermione," Ron said, softly. "I want us to be together." Hermione's eyes opened wide. Had he suddenly gone completely insane? Uh, yeah, he pretty much did.
"Ron," whispered Hermione. "Go back to the common room. Go to sleep." Ron seemed to suddenly snap.
"What's wrong, Hermione?" screamed Ron. "Are you too good for me or something? To good for a poor Weasley like me!?" Hermione tried to take a step back, only to find she was at the edge. Ron's mind was in a whirl. He had been her friend for six years. Six years! Sure they might have gotten into their fights, but it was only short- lived fights and he had helped her go through so much. Buckbeak's trial. Victor's breakup. And suddenly Draco appears in the scene and in less than a month they're sleeping together. What was wrong with this picture? Well, Ron, I guess you're right, sex gods do have it nice.....
"What is it, Hermione? You only lay the best? You'll only go out with the best? With a rich prick like Malfoy?!" Hermione was starting to get worried. Ron couldn't be reasoned, not now, not like this. Ron approached her and Hermione wondered if she could reach her wand from her back pocket.
"What's the matter with you Hermione?" asked Ron, shaking her by the shoulders. "Can't you see the person who really loves you?!" Ron was shaking her hard and it hurt. Hermione bit her lip and was about to kick Ron when...
"Is there a problem?" Hermione almost cried in relief. There, standing at the top of the staircase was Draco, like a young god, (a sex god more like) made of marble and alabaster with diamonds for eyes. Ron obviously didn't share Hermione's thoughts. His eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Actually there is, Malfoy." Ron spat out the name as if it disgusted him, which it probably did. Draco merely raised a fine eyebrow.
"I don't like how much time you're spending with Hermione."
"I think it is up to Hermione to decide how she will spend her time and with who." Ron's composure disappeared. He ran towards Draco and pushed him hard.
"You bastard," said Ron, breathing hard. "You stupid, rich bastard. I was her friend, I was loyal. What were you? Nothing! You were nothing to her. Then you appear and suddenly you act like you're in love. I hate you. And I want you to stay away from Hermione. She doesn't deserve you!" Ron tried to push Draco again but he resisted. They looked at each other, sizing each other up. Ron was taller but Draco had more muscle in his lean arms and stomach (ooh, yummmm) Hermione tugged at Ron's sweater.
"Please Ron, go back to the common room," she pleaded. "I'll talk to you later." Ron looked at the hand that was resting on his arm and a look of softness crossed his face. He turned slightly towards Hermione when suddenly, he turned around and was about to hit Draco but Draco pushed him.
"You stay away from her, Weasley," said Draco. "I never want to see you go near her again, ever." Draco looked at Ron, eyes hard. Ron scowled and stormed down the stairs. Draco slightly staggered and Hermione immediately hugged him. Draco winced slightly.
"What happened?" he asked.
"No, you first. You're hurt, aren't you?"
"Lucius, that bastard, got me. Outside the Slytherin common room. I think he put a spell on us. He was screaming and no one came to help." Hermione healed him before he could do any explaining. They watched as the purple and blood red roses shrunk from under Draco's skin. Herione kissed his warm stomach. Draco pulled Hermione close to him. They were lying down looking at the stars. The stone floor was cold but all they needed was each other's warmth.
"Draco?"
"Hmmm?" he mumbled. His mind was going into a drowsy, happy state.
"I love you." Draco kissed the top of Hermione's head.
"I love you too." Hermione snuggled closer and they fell asleep like that, troubles gone....for at least a short time, only caring that they finally loved and were loved.
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*sorry, i'm such a sap when it comes to saying 'i love you.' it may be cheesy but admit it! you wish you were hermione right now, rite? heehee...or maybe that's just me....oh well.....big fat bird poop on ron! but you gotta feel sorry for him, u kinda see where he's coming from...but he's still a pain in the butt :) thanks for reading, i hope you u guys are still liking this, please R&R!