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Chapter 13
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, pushing him away as hard as she can.
Harry stumbled backwards. "I-Hermione--."
"I thought we talked about this," she said. "Harry--."
"Hermione, we haven't talked about us," he said.
She felt furious all of a sudden. "There is no 'us', Harry! There never will be."
"Why? You said you had feelings for me. We can make this work. Hermione, I lo--."
"Don't say it, Harry. Don't," she said. "I did have feelings for you. But that was before. It's the past. I don't want to go back to the past."
Harry had never felt so dejected in his life. Hermione felt bad that she was the one who made Harry feel this way.
"Harry, I hope you understand my decision. What about Ginny? You love her. You know you do. And she doesn't deserve this," she said. "Please, Harry."
"I'll always love you, Hermione," Harry said and walked away.
**
Hermione decided to go into the Gryffindor common room again. When she went in there wasn't much people. Most people were outside. She hoped that Parvati was there. She wanted to talk to someone. She'd talk to Ron, but he wouldn't understand. She went in the girls' dorm and found Ginny sitting on her bed, crying.
"Ginny?" she said, walking up to her.
Ginny looked up and fury reflected her face. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I was just looking around and hoping to talk to Parvati. Why are you crying?" Hermione asked concernedly.
"Like you care," Ginny spat.
"Of course I care. Ginny, you're my friend," Hermione said.
"Oh yeah? I thought friends were supposed to be loyal to each other. There's supposed to be trust and no betrayal," Ginny said.
"Yes. There is supposed to be trust in a friendship. Ginny, I don't understand. What's wrong?" Hermione said.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?!" Ginny bellowed, standing up. "You, of all people, should know the answer to your question. I never thought that you would be the one to do this to me. I looked up to you, did you know that? And all you did was kiss my boyfriend!"
Hermione froze. *Did I just hear her right? Did she just say that she knows Harry kissed me?* She turned to touch her on the arm. "Ginny--."
Ginny moved away. "Don't touch me, Hermione. I know Harry had feelings for you and everything. And I know that you have feelings--."
"I don't have feelings for Harry anymore," Hermione said defensively. "And I did not kiss him. He kissed me!"
"Whatever, Hermione! Now Harry and I will have to break up because of that," Ginny said and began crying again.
Hermione sighed and hugged Ginny. "Ginny, I'm sorry. I never meant for this to happen. Please believe me when I say that I don't have feelings for Harry anymore. Those feelings died when I found out that you two were together. And I would never, ever, do anything to ruin your relationship. I'm just sorry this happened. Please don't break up with Harry thinking that you have to. But if you really think that this is what you're supposed to do, then there's nothing that I can do to stop you."
"I want to be alone," Ginny said after a while.
Hermione left the girls' dormitory and stumbled upon Ron in the common room.
"Hermione, what are you doing here?" Ron asked.
"Ginny's-talk to Ginny, Ron. But please, it's not my fault," Hermione said.
"Why would it be your fault?" Ron asked, confused.
"Just-talk to her," Hermione said and left the common room.
**
"Hey," Draco said to Hermione.
She was sitting on their common room couch, staring at the fire. She looked up at him and smiled sadly. Draco knew at once that something was wrong. He sat beside her.
"What's eating you?" he asked with a small smirk.
"A lot of things," she replied simply.
"Tell me," he said.
"Why?" she asked, facing him.
"Coz I might be able to help you," he replied, moving closer to her.
"Nothing you say will make me forget all the things that are happening to me," she said, watching him.
"What if I do something to make you forget?" he said, moving closer, making their faces inches away from each other.
"Well," she replied almost in a whisper. "You can try."
Draco closed the gap between them and kissed her softly and gently. He touched her cheek, while she rested her hands on his arms. His other arm found her waist, bringing her closer to him. Their lips parted.
"Did that work?" Draco asked, breathless.
"How about we try again?" Hermione said, smiling.
"No problem," Draco said as he leaned in for another kiss, this time more intense.
They were so absorbed with each other that they didn't hear anyone come in. They just kept on kissing, until they heard someone speak.
"Don't you guys ever do anything than make-out?" Katie asked, giggling.
Hermione jumped and separated from Draco. She looked at who came in and gasped. Draco stood up.
"Don't you guys know how to knock?" Draco asked, irritated.
"We would, if we could," Roger said knowingly. "But you forget. We don't have doors. We have paintings."
Draco rolled his eyes. "What do you guys want?"
"Just checking on our prefects," Katie said with a smile.
"Well, we're fine. So please go now," Draco said.
Katie ignored him. "Hermione, you're awfully quiet."
"I'm-I'm tired. I'm going to bed," Hermione said, standing up and walking towards her room.
"Hermione, wait," Draco said, following her.
She smiled at him. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Good night," he said softly. He bit his lip to stop himself from leaning over and kissing her.
Hermione felt the same way. She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "Good night." She waved at Katie and Roger then went in her room, closing the door behind her.
"Are you tired as well?" Roger asked. "Way to go, man."
"Whatever," Draco said, going in his own room and shutting the door behind him.
**
"Please, please, please," Hermione said, praying that Harry didn't see her as she passed by. "Let him not see me."
But Harry did see her. "Hermione!"
Hermione held her breath as she turned around and forced herself to smile at him. But the smile came out as something like a glare. "Harry," she said simply.
"Hermione, about the other day, I'm--."
"It's okay. You don't have to say anything to me," she said, cutting him off.
"But I know I really messed up. I'm completely messed up. I'm-I'm just lost," he said, looking down and running a hand through his hair.
Hermione bit her lip. She just loved the way he did that. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. *You're not in love with him anymore.* Ever since they kissed, or rather, Harry kissed her, she couldn't get him out her mind. Draco and Harry's faces were battling to stay in her dreams.
"Listen, um, I'm sorry to hold you up. Um, I'll see you around," Harry said, running a hand through his hair again.
*Stop doing that!* she screamed mentally at him.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked.
"I'm fine!" she said with a forced smile. "I'm fine. Did you get to talk to Ginny?"
"Yeah," he said sadly. "We're, um, taking some time away from each other to, um, think of things."
"Oh. Okay. How are you feeling?" she asked.
He shrugged. "I don't know. I'm confused. Really confused. What are you feeling?"
Hermione looked back at him and, not for the first time, she felt confused as well.
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Chapter 13
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, pushing him away as hard as she can.
Harry stumbled backwards. "I-Hermione--."
"I thought we talked about this," she said. "Harry--."
"Hermione, we haven't talked about us," he said.
She felt furious all of a sudden. "There is no 'us', Harry! There never will be."
"Why? You said you had feelings for me. We can make this work. Hermione, I lo--."
"Don't say it, Harry. Don't," she said. "I did have feelings for you. But that was before. It's the past. I don't want to go back to the past."
Harry had never felt so dejected in his life. Hermione felt bad that she was the one who made Harry feel this way.
"Harry, I hope you understand my decision. What about Ginny? You love her. You know you do. And she doesn't deserve this," she said. "Please, Harry."
"I'll always love you, Hermione," Harry said and walked away.
**
Hermione decided to go into the Gryffindor common room again. When she went in there wasn't much people. Most people were outside. She hoped that Parvati was there. She wanted to talk to someone. She'd talk to Ron, but he wouldn't understand. She went in the girls' dorm and found Ginny sitting on her bed, crying.
"Ginny?" she said, walking up to her.
Ginny looked up and fury reflected her face. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I was just looking around and hoping to talk to Parvati. Why are you crying?" Hermione asked concernedly.
"Like you care," Ginny spat.
"Of course I care. Ginny, you're my friend," Hermione said.
"Oh yeah? I thought friends were supposed to be loyal to each other. There's supposed to be trust and no betrayal," Ginny said.
"Yes. There is supposed to be trust in a friendship. Ginny, I don't understand. What's wrong?" Hermione said.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?!" Ginny bellowed, standing up. "You, of all people, should know the answer to your question. I never thought that you would be the one to do this to me. I looked up to you, did you know that? And all you did was kiss my boyfriend!"
Hermione froze. *Did I just hear her right? Did she just say that she knows Harry kissed me?* She turned to touch her on the arm. "Ginny--."
Ginny moved away. "Don't touch me, Hermione. I know Harry had feelings for you and everything. And I know that you have feelings--."
"I don't have feelings for Harry anymore," Hermione said defensively. "And I did not kiss him. He kissed me!"
"Whatever, Hermione! Now Harry and I will have to break up because of that," Ginny said and began crying again.
Hermione sighed and hugged Ginny. "Ginny, I'm sorry. I never meant for this to happen. Please believe me when I say that I don't have feelings for Harry anymore. Those feelings died when I found out that you two were together. And I would never, ever, do anything to ruin your relationship. I'm just sorry this happened. Please don't break up with Harry thinking that you have to. But if you really think that this is what you're supposed to do, then there's nothing that I can do to stop you."
"I want to be alone," Ginny said after a while.
Hermione left the girls' dormitory and stumbled upon Ron in the common room.
"Hermione, what are you doing here?" Ron asked.
"Ginny's-talk to Ginny, Ron. But please, it's not my fault," Hermione said.
"Why would it be your fault?" Ron asked, confused.
"Just-talk to her," Hermione said and left the common room.
**
"Hey," Draco said to Hermione.
She was sitting on their common room couch, staring at the fire. She looked up at him and smiled sadly. Draco knew at once that something was wrong. He sat beside her.
"What's eating you?" he asked with a small smirk.
"A lot of things," she replied simply.
"Tell me," he said.
"Why?" she asked, facing him.
"Coz I might be able to help you," he replied, moving closer to her.
"Nothing you say will make me forget all the things that are happening to me," she said, watching him.
"What if I do something to make you forget?" he said, moving closer, making their faces inches away from each other.
"Well," she replied almost in a whisper. "You can try."
Draco closed the gap between them and kissed her softly and gently. He touched her cheek, while she rested her hands on his arms. His other arm found her waist, bringing her closer to him. Their lips parted.
"Did that work?" Draco asked, breathless.
"How about we try again?" Hermione said, smiling.
"No problem," Draco said as he leaned in for another kiss, this time more intense.
They were so absorbed with each other that they didn't hear anyone come in. They just kept on kissing, until they heard someone speak.
"Don't you guys ever do anything than make-out?" Katie asked, giggling.
Hermione jumped and separated from Draco. She looked at who came in and gasped. Draco stood up.
"Don't you guys know how to knock?" Draco asked, irritated.
"We would, if we could," Roger said knowingly. "But you forget. We don't have doors. We have paintings."
Draco rolled his eyes. "What do you guys want?"
"Just checking on our prefects," Katie said with a smile.
"Well, we're fine. So please go now," Draco said.
Katie ignored him. "Hermione, you're awfully quiet."
"I'm-I'm tired. I'm going to bed," Hermione said, standing up and walking towards her room.
"Hermione, wait," Draco said, following her.
She smiled at him. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Good night," he said softly. He bit his lip to stop himself from leaning over and kissing her.
Hermione felt the same way. She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "Good night." She waved at Katie and Roger then went in her room, closing the door behind her.
"Are you tired as well?" Roger asked. "Way to go, man."
"Whatever," Draco said, going in his own room and shutting the door behind him.
**
"Please, please, please," Hermione said, praying that Harry didn't see her as she passed by. "Let him not see me."
But Harry did see her. "Hermione!"
Hermione held her breath as she turned around and forced herself to smile at him. But the smile came out as something like a glare. "Harry," she said simply.
"Hermione, about the other day, I'm--."
"It's okay. You don't have to say anything to me," she said, cutting him off.
"But I know I really messed up. I'm completely messed up. I'm-I'm just lost," he said, looking down and running a hand through his hair.
Hermione bit her lip. She just loved the way he did that. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. *You're not in love with him anymore.* Ever since they kissed, or rather, Harry kissed her, she couldn't get him out her mind. Draco and Harry's faces were battling to stay in her dreams.
"Listen, um, I'm sorry to hold you up. Um, I'll see you around," Harry said, running a hand through his hair again.
*Stop doing that!* she screamed mentally at him.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked.
"I'm fine!" she said with a forced smile. "I'm fine. Did you get to talk to Ginny?"
"Yeah," he said sadly. "We're, um, taking some time away from each other to, um, think of things."
"Oh. Okay. How are you feeling?" she asked.
He shrugged. "I don't know. I'm confused. Really confused. What are you feeling?"
Hermione looked back at him and, not for the first time, she felt confused as well.