Having Fun With The Devil

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Cruel Intentions Style

Draco observed the small clock in the corner. 6:00 P.M. He groaned, knowing that in a few hours, he would have the join the meeting where the death eaters and his lurid father got together and discussed plans to deprive the world of muggle population. He was feeling oddly sick, as if something bad was going to happen.

Ignore it, he told himself. You've had a hard day, you deserve some rest.

Why do I have a bad feeling about this? another voice signaled.

There's nothing to worry about...

The seconds ticked on annoyingly, until Draco couldn't stand it anymore. Was it possible he was suffering from insomnia? Finally, after a few moments of thinking, he was swept away into sleep.

He woke up, about three hours later, with a tiny owl nipping harshly at his finger.

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They hadn't talked for a long while.

"You can't come in, yet. They said soon. If Draco doesn't come, you go in with her," Hermione told him.

Haden squirmed. "I don't know, 'Mione, I - I've never done anything like this before. I mean, I've trained Sarah and all, but..."

"But nothing! You want to be a doctor, then you're going to need some experience," Hermione said snappishly.

He shrugged, and turned away from her slightly. Hermione felt a lump rising in her throat. She had done something horrible. She had sent her ex-crush to do Draco's dirty work, and Draco wasn't even going to see his baby being born! How could she have been so selfish?

"Be right back," she announced to Haden, and in mental agony, she neared the receptionist's desk.

"Hi...can I use your phone?" she croaked nervously, rubbing her fingers together.

"Is it long distance?" The receptionist looked at her with narrowed eyes.

"No, local," Hermione responded automatically, thinking, how the hell do I know?

"Go ahead."

She punched in the number and extension and someone picked up.

"HELLO!" a male voice screamed.

"God, Ron, SHUT UP! You don't have to speak so loud!" Hermione exclaimed, getting a strange look from the receptionist as she talked into the phone.

"I AM SORRY!" he yelled back, his voice only slightly lower.

"Is Ginny home?"

"NOT. YET."

"Oh, damnit! I guess I have no choice."

"NO CHOICE?!"

"Listen Ron, be very careful. I need you to send Pig on an owl delivery," she said, not bothering to lower her voice.

Now the muggle receptionist was looking at her VERY, very strangely.

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Dear Malfoy,

Sarah's having the baby. Come to St. Raymond's Hospital on 556 GnRl. St near Bolivar.

- Hermione

(P.S. YOU SMELL)

Draco raised an eyebrow. This certainly wasn't Hermione's neat, usually cursive handwriting, but sloppy big block letters. Was someone trying to fool him? And why did he get the feeling that Hermione Granger would not ever use the term 'you smell' but some other phrase with more sophisticated vocabulary words?

He debated on whether or not to throw out the letter, then decided he should follow the directions to the hospital. After all, Hermione HAD met Sarah, and perhaps he should ask her later what the end of the letter was all about.

He sighed, and began dressing into proper muggle clothes.

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"Okay, I need everyone but the father or whoever is helping deliver the baby out," said Dr. Torres, looking at Hermione firmly.

Hermione shrugged and smiled warmly at Sarah, who was now in the edge of fainting, with Haden clutching her hand tightly, looking extremely nervous.

She shut the door behind her, and as she did, she heard a frantic muffled voice say, "Sarah H., for birth..."

She looked up abruptly, and found herself looking at the back of Draco's head, and his glimmering silver hair.

"Draco!" she called. Draco turned around, looking frustratingly annoyed, but this expression faded as soon as his eyes met Hermione's.

"Finally! This stupid woman kept badgering me," he said, glaring at the receptionist, who was squinting back at him. Hermione noticed she had black, curly hair, and looked almost like Sarah, except her lips were thinner, and so was she; not to mention her name tag gleamed: C.H.

"Listen - Dr - Draco," Hermione prompted, her voice quivering slightly, avoiding his eyes and trying to look fairly interested at what C.H. was doing; "Haden went inside with Sarah...you can't go in now."

The look of disbelief filled his face, and soon anger did too. "What the hell did you do Granger?" he asked furiously, with a look of sheer disgust.

"I am sorry...I just, I don't know okay?"

"Okay?" His voice was dangerously calm now. "That's my baby. I am going in there. Now."

He turned around from her, and headed toward the room behind her.

"Wait!" Hermione grabbed his arm, stopping him. He ignored looking at her, but he said, "What?"

"I don't want you to go in there."

"Why not? It's my fucking baby, Granger. I am not going to leave it alone and make the same damn mistakes my father did okay?"

Hermione wasn't quite sure what he meant by that, but decided quickly she wasn't going to ask.

"Please," she pleaded, her voice croaking, "Don't go inside there...I don't want you to be the father of her baby."

He was silent. She let go of his arm, despair filling the bottom of her stomach. 'This is so fucking stupid,' a voice in her head said. 'Leave him, just let him go...you have Harry. You have Ron. You have the WHOLE freaking life ahead of you...what're you hanging on to him for?'

'I have no idea,' she thought back to that small voice.

'Yes you do,' said a soft voice in the back of her mind. 'You've known it for a long time, but you're not going to admit it, are you?'

She didn't answer. Her thoughts faded away, and her heart leaped when Draco turned around, folding his arms across his chest.

"What're you trying to say, Granger? That I should give up the only chance to start over with my own baby and ravish you instead?"

'Yes, that's exactly what I am saying,' she thought, but didn't have the guts to say it aloud. Sarcastically, or even telling the truth.

Her voice was caught in her throat, a new, fresh feeling panging rapidly against her chest.

He didn't reply fast enough. Instead, he grabbed her arm lightly, and pulled her across the hall, and opened the door to a deserted room.

"Go on. Tell me. What do you want to say? We're alone now, Hermione. Only chance."

'It's so hard to say anything,' she thought.

'Oh get over yourself...' another voice said.

She blinked, and coughing slightly, she folded her hands behind her shyly, looking at the floor.

"Aren't you going to speak?" he demanded. Without a response, she instinctively pulled him to her, and after a few moments, pressed her lips against his.

'What the HELL do you think you're doing!' she thought to herself.

'What the HELL do you think you are doing? YOUR BABY IS BEING BORN AND YOU ARE KISSING ANOTHER GIRL!' a voice yelled in Draco's head, but he pushed it away mentally, wrapping an arm around her waist, grinding his waist into hers, making her softly gasp. He enjoyed this sound greatly, haven't heard it for nearly months.

She savored the taste of his lips with the tip of her tongue, and he let his mouth open just enough to enter the sweet passageway of his mouth, and they let go, her lips brushing against her nose, their foreheads bumping against each other, her chest still pressed against his stomach. He towered over her, looking down at her, tugging at her hair, which was in two pigtails.

"We're alone now," she repeated, playfully tugging at his pants.

"Yeah. We are," he whispered, his voice deceiving him.

Pure silence filled the room.

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Songs Listened To While Writing This:

In This Life - by Chantal Kreviazuk (download this if you are a major sap fan)

Okay. So ...it isn't the Season Finale. YET. (Sorry for the short chapter). Next chapter, I guess...then a 'Epilogue'...

NOTE: OMG OMG I GOT 500 REVIEWS! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! YOU GUYS ROCK SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Also, answer to your questions:

1) Yeah, I never really called a boy 'a bitch' but I guess now I am getting used to it...after all, it's just a curse word; doesn't really matter in the story.

2) I am aware Hermione is VERY, VERY OOC in this fic. I didn't do it intentionally, I just couldn't help it. Sorry for any inconvenience, but the damage is already done.

3) This is kind of like a soap opera, and there will be A LOT of Cliches in this fanfiction. Don't like it, try to ignore it. It's just fanfiction.net, so I better stick to fantasies instead of reality while I have the chance, because once you get old, you're FORCED to see the real, blunt reality of life. Oh God, that sentence was really corny.

4) If anyone is wondering why I strangely mentioned the receptionist, I am WARNING you big time: MAJOR CLICHE WITH RECEPTIONIST COMING UP. SOAP OPERA ALERT. Some will be surprised.

5) Some of you won't be very happy with the ending. I am really sorry, but since I subtitled it 'Cruel Intentions Style' not much I can do...

6) It's okay if you haven't seen Cruel Intentions, because it's not like this fic is anything like the movie; not at all...I just put Cruel Intentions Style because, well, it just seemed the right thing to put. I would NEVER, EVER, copy a movie and put it into a story...I don't like writing those kind of fics, but that doesn't mean I go against reading them.

7) NO, absolutely NOT. Hermione's NOT pregnant, I've done that in TOO many fics. I was just saying how Hermione was jealous that if she EVER BECAME pregnant, she wouldn't be able to flatten her stomach like Sarah does.

8) Sorry guys, but NO, Haden's NOT the father. Hermione called him because she didn't know who else to call.

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