Angelical Fate

by Jake Sklarew

A.K.A. TwinsenDude e-mail TwinsenDude@aol.com

*Wow, sorry I took so long to even start writing this, but I just wasn't really ready to start again for a while. Hopefully I will get this done before I go to summer camp (I am only fourteen), but I am starting to doubt it. Thanks again for the reviews, every time I see a new one my day lightens a little.*

Guys, I love getting e-mails from fans so if you want, e-mail me any time at TwinsenDude@aol.com, thanks.

The spelling error scores so far (as of when I started writing this) are:

(Get this only 3 ppl have told me so far)

"Isabella Grace" has ONE point; Chapter two: "tongues"

"Final Spell" has FOUR points; Chapter One: "do"(not to),"unconsciousness","height","tips"

"PSL" has FIVE points; Chapter Two: "disappoint","evening","caressing","thet","another's"

Whoops just updated it. Sorry, PSL i didn't see you.

One more thing, Alex Browing, yes those are correct but I had to remove you from this original list because I didn't see PSL and he got evening before you and someone else i forget who its up there got tongues first sry.

So PSL is in the lead barely with five points with Final Spell close behind with 4 points

That's it!

YAY ON TO THE STORY YIPPEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! :-)

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Angelical Fate

*Chapter three: Unexpected eagerness*

By Jake Sklarew

The Next morning, Hermione was feeling great. She had no stress about anything, and she couldn't wait to see Harry.

It was seven o'clock, and she was waiting for him to come down.

She started reading a book she had checked out early in the library, called, "Fun with Love."

It had all kinds of interesting things to do on a date, that she had never thought about; like having butterbeers while sitting on a log next to a fire, and putting Bertie Bot's every flavored beanes into each other's mouth.

After about fifteen minutes, Harry started down the stairs.

'I wonder if Hermione is down there,' he thought to himself.

As he got to the bottom, Hermione had already hided the book, and he didn't notice.

The looked at each other, and smiled. Oh, how Harry loved that smile of hers. It was so perfect, it made her look like an angel, with that flowing, deep hair. He started to wonder why he never asked her until recently.

He sat over by her and said, "Whatcha [don't u dare count that as a spell error] doin' Mione?"

"Just relaxing, thinking about you."

He laughed, and then so did she.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Oh, quite wonderfully. I don't know what could make me sleep better than the encouragement by all my girlfriends that I've got Harry Potter all to myself now."

"Hey!" he said as he nudged her.

"Relax, I'm just kidding, how 'bout you, did you sleep well?"

"Oh, yeah."

"um"

"No."

"I didn't sleep well. I just was so exited. You know how it is, don't you Mione?"

"I guess so. It seems kind of funny that I slept so well and you, well, ... didn't."

"Heh, yeah...."

"Oh jeez, look at the time, we better get to our first class."

"Yeah, you're probably right. See you later Mione."

"Bye."

--A while later (who knows how much later!) after their third class, a class or two before lunch--

Mione was walking away from her Herbology class, waiting to see Harry where she always saw him, at that one corner, since they didn't have Herbology together.

She scanned around, wondering where she could be.

There he was! He was striding toward her.

"You're late," she said.

"Sorry, I think I caught a cold first period," he said in a muffled voice.

"Yeah you don't sound too good."

"Well, I have something to show you, come on it's very important."

"Okay, but can't you tell me what it is?"

"It's a surprise, you wouldn't want me to ruin it for you, would you, Hermione?"

"I guess not, lets go," she replied reluctantly.

He led her down a hallway, to the left, then the right, then right again.

"Harry, I've never been down here before, where are we?"

"Just trust me."

He led her down two flights of stairs and then to the left, and he muttered something into a brick on the wall.

To her amazement, wall split apart, and there was a secret, couchoned room [think of like an insane asylum room stereotypical ... thingy!].

"Oh Harry, This is so cool!"

"Relax, babe, this isn't the surprise. Here, put this blindfold on, and lay down, I'm going to put a really neat spell on you, just trust me."

"Well, if you say so Harry."

So she lay down on the floor and put the blindfold on.

He walked around a foot away from her feet, and took out his wand.

He pointed it at her, and said, "Hasada Consorma!"

She felt something instantly happen all over her body, but couldn't tell what happened.

She felt his hands touch her breast, and she realized what happened is that her clothes were gone.

"HARRY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

"Just relax, it feels good, doesn't it?"

"Well, mmm, i guess so..."

He started carressing them, rubbing his hands down her body, as she shivered with delight.

"Harry, *gasp*, don't you think, that this, is a little to, early?"

"No, it's fine, come on!"

She reached around him, as he layed down on her.

As she automatically rubbed her arms around his back, gasping for air, he would sooth her by massaging her breasts, and working down to her legs, where she started to get a type of shivering feeling.

"Ohh, Harry that feels SOOOOO gooooood!"

Then she felt his dick touch her leg, and then he moved so it went up to her pussy, and he started putting it in.

"Harry NO! Stop!" But he wouldn't stop and she started trying to push him away from her, and she took off her blindfold. He just pushed all the harder and she was afraid her hymen would break.

"STOP IT NOW HARRY!"

And he slowly pulled back, and stood up.

"Okay, fine, have it your way. I got what I wanted. You bitch."

"Harry?" she asked, with tears, filling her eyes.

"Oh Harry? Harry?" he said mockingly.

But then he started to change.

His hair started to lighten, and his face became contorted.

"You are such a slut!"

Then she could tell completely. His familiar voice, the hair, and the now starting to look like face.

It was Malfoy.

"*MALFOY YOU MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD!" She Screamed.

"Oh don't worry, no one can hear you in *this* room. Ha. Hahaha!"

She reached for her wand, but it had been in her robes, and they had vanished when he did the spell.

She looked around, and saw her robes to the side of Malfoy.

He saw her eyeing them, and said, "Looking for this?" as he picked up her wand.

"Give that back!" she shouted.

"Tisk tisk tisk, no need to shout. You could have been nice. Oh well."

He pointed both his and her wands at her with both her hands, and the next thing she new, everything was black.

She woke up in the infirmary, with Harry at her right, and Madame Pomfrey at her left.

"Oh dear, she's waking up," said Madame Pomfrey.

"Mione, are you alright?" asked Harry.

"No."

"What happened?"

"I'll *she started to sob* tell *sob* you later."

"The deal was you got to stay to see her wake up, now you must leave," said Madame Pomfrey to Harry.

"But--"

"No. Leave."

"Fine," replied Harry.

He bent down and kissed Hermione on the forehead, and then walked away, out the door of the infirmary.

"You're going to be all right."

"I don't know about that," said Hermione.

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Sorry to make this chapter so short. The reason it took me so long is because I was starved for an idea (what a concept on the third chapter!). Anyway, I made a different chapter three that would've been released a while ago, but I reread it and it was crap, you guys would've been disappointed.

Hope this one isn't too bad, let me know with reviews and e-mail!

remember e-mail TwinsenDude@aol.com

Oh, and also the reason why I cut it off there is because I knew if I cut if off when she blacked out, you guys would completely freak and give me flamers or scorchers, or whatever they call them.

So, I tried to cut it off at not SUCH a bad cliffy, and also I am going to summer camp soon (I realized ppl don't tend to read the top pre-print since they are dying to read the story, so I'm reprinting this here)

I'm 14 so I'm going to summer camp, then I'm taking a summer break, IN THE CAYMAN ISLANDS WOOHOOO!!!!! YAY

Anyway I'll probably get started again when 10th grade starts in September (sorry all you impatient fans, I know how u feel)

;-Þ

Jake