I'm sorry it took so long to get this posted, but I started another
story and was working on that. So here is chapter 7. Read, enjoy, and
review (I cannot be blamed for the consequences otherwise).
Chapter 8- Boyfriends and Girlfriends
Many things were happening at Hogwarts. Ginny was getting ready to take her O.W.L.S. in a month or two, and Hermione and Draco were getting serious about each other. Breakfast in the Great Hall one morning was particularly interesting.
"Hi everyone!" said Haley brightly as she sat down at the table next to Ron, who gave her a smile and whispered something in her ear, "Oh!" she exclaimed and giggled, "Should I?" she asked him. He nodded.
"Tell us what?" asked Harry, "What what what what WHAAAT!?" he whined.
"Careful, Harry, don't hurt yourself," Dean sneered.
"I'm telling you, don't worry," said Haley, "Well, Ron and I. we're a couple". She smiled and gave Ron a hug.
"That's it?" asked Dean, "That's no big deal, there's lots of couples in our year. Seamus and Lavendar, Draco and Hermione, Ginny and Jon, um. Anne and I" he blushed at the name of the foreign exchange student.
"Are you really?" Hermione asked Anne, "And you never told me?"
"Yeah," said Anne, turning the color of her own auburn hair, "We're both artists. well, sort of, anyway. We're Muggle-Borns who like to draw a lot."
"Well, I want a girlfriend, too!" Harry complained, "And if I don't have one. Aw, forget it" Many girls around him were shooting horrified looks towards his table, "I have an idea, though. How about finishing the Truth or Dare game we started New Year's Day?"
"That what?" asked Dean, obviously confused.
"When you were on vacation, we played Truth or Dare. It's a Muggle game, so you probably know it," said Harry simply.
The next day was Memorial Day, but not the same Memorial Day muggles celebrated. This Memorial Day was to remember the day the founders of Hogwarts first met, and having the holiday meant no classes. Dean, Seamus, Neville, Hermione, Draco, Harry, Ron, Haley, Anne, Melissa, and Pansy all gathered in the Come and Go Room (A/N: You know what I'm talking about if you've read the fifth book. Sorry to those who haven't yet) to get ready to play. A bunch of comfy armchairs had been arranged in a circle for the purpose.
"So let's begin," Draco said in his usual drawl, "I'll go first. Neville, truth or dare?"
Neville looked nervous. "Um.truth?" he said quietly.
"Okay, Neville, what's the farthest you've ever gone with a girl?"
"Huh? I don't know what you mean."
"How far have you gone? First base? Second base? Third base?" Draco snickered, "Home?"
"What do you mean by the bases?" Neville was very confused.
Pansy sighed, "Honestly, Neville. First is hooking up, second is up the shirt, third in down the pants, and home is, well," she paused, "sleeping together, if you catch my drift."
"Oh," said Neville, although he was still confused. He can be so innocent sometimes! "I've never heard those expressions before."
"So how far HAVE you been?" asked Pansy.
"Well," said Neville, "I've been to. second, I suppose" Not so sweet after all, is he?
"Have you? With who?"
"That's a different question," said Neville, blushing furiously, "You can't ask me this turn. Now I'll ask someone. Anne, truth or dare?"
"Dare. It's time to put some fun in this game."
"I dare you to go into that closet," he pointed across the room, "And stay in there with Dean for five minutes." He grinned, but soon frowned as everyone else groaned. "What?" Neville asked, "Did I do something wrong?"
"Neville, they're already a couple," Hermione explained, "Didn't you know?"
"No, I-" he was cut off as the closet door shut. Dean and Anne weren't in the room anymore. They all stared at the closet until insane giggling coming obviously from Anne let loose. Harry was looking at his watch, timing them. It was hard to concentrate with the noise, though.
"Oh, Dean, I- (giggles)"
*Groan*
"Please-"
*Kissy kissy*
When the five minutes were up, Harry went to open the door. He took a deep breath as he turned the knob. Anne shrieked and hid behind a coat. Her tank top was half off.
"Oookay," said Harry slowly, "Let's continue. wait, where are Hermione and Draco?" Some looks were cast around the room, before people agreed it would be best to find the lost couple before too much time past. Pansy and Melissa were the last to leave.
"That mudblood is taking over my man," Pansy growled.
"What are you going to do about it?" Melissa asked.
"The potion's ready. I'll slip it into her drink at breakfast tomorrow," she laughed evilly and left with her partner in crime to prepare the potion.
Draco and Hermione watched from a nook in the wall as everyone left. As soon as the coast was clear, they stepped out, and walked back to the door of the Come and Go room. Draco looked deep in thought for a moment, then opened the door of the room. It had changed from its original setting to a room with no windows, only candles floating near the high ceiling. A king-sized canopy bed sat in one corner of the room. Draco locked the door behind them.
"Draco." said Hermione dreamily.
"It's the most romantic setting I could think of, my love," said Draco as he pushed her over to the bed, "How great for us that this room gives you what you need, no matter what it may be." He pinned her on the bed and pressed his lips to hers. She responded hungrily. His tongue played against her lips, demanding entrance. She finally consented, opening her mouth to make way for it.
"Draco," she moaned softly. His mouth left hers, and began to plant small kisses down her jawbone, then down her neck. She shrieked in joy, and rolled over on top of him, making her the dominant one. She put her lips to his again, gently sucking on the bottom one. He groaned in pleasure. His hands played along her body's curves, settling for a moment in the range of her lower back, pulling her ever closer. Hermione's mouth left his to passionately nibble his ear. In utmost ecstasy, he brought his hands around to her front and began to open her blouse. It was like throwing a bucket of cold water on her.
"What was that about?" she yelled.
"Sorry, I just thought that- I love you, Hermione!" Draco said.
"I love you too, darling, it's just that-" Hermione gazed at the candles above them. She couldn't tell him about her dream- not yet, at least, "I'm not ready for this," She said finally, and kissed him gently on the cheek. "Goodbye." With that, she strode out of the room.
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Chapter 8- Boyfriends and Girlfriends
Many things were happening at Hogwarts. Ginny was getting ready to take her O.W.L.S. in a month or two, and Hermione and Draco were getting serious about each other. Breakfast in the Great Hall one morning was particularly interesting.
"Hi everyone!" said Haley brightly as she sat down at the table next to Ron, who gave her a smile and whispered something in her ear, "Oh!" she exclaimed and giggled, "Should I?" she asked him. He nodded.
"Tell us what?" asked Harry, "What what what what WHAAAT!?" he whined.
"Careful, Harry, don't hurt yourself," Dean sneered.
"I'm telling you, don't worry," said Haley, "Well, Ron and I. we're a couple". She smiled and gave Ron a hug.
"That's it?" asked Dean, "That's no big deal, there's lots of couples in our year. Seamus and Lavendar, Draco and Hermione, Ginny and Jon, um. Anne and I" he blushed at the name of the foreign exchange student.
"Are you really?" Hermione asked Anne, "And you never told me?"
"Yeah," said Anne, turning the color of her own auburn hair, "We're both artists. well, sort of, anyway. We're Muggle-Borns who like to draw a lot."
"Well, I want a girlfriend, too!" Harry complained, "And if I don't have one. Aw, forget it" Many girls around him were shooting horrified looks towards his table, "I have an idea, though. How about finishing the Truth or Dare game we started New Year's Day?"
"That what?" asked Dean, obviously confused.
"When you were on vacation, we played Truth or Dare. It's a Muggle game, so you probably know it," said Harry simply.
The next day was Memorial Day, but not the same Memorial Day muggles celebrated. This Memorial Day was to remember the day the founders of Hogwarts first met, and having the holiday meant no classes. Dean, Seamus, Neville, Hermione, Draco, Harry, Ron, Haley, Anne, Melissa, and Pansy all gathered in the Come and Go Room (A/N: You know what I'm talking about if you've read the fifth book. Sorry to those who haven't yet) to get ready to play. A bunch of comfy armchairs had been arranged in a circle for the purpose.
"So let's begin," Draco said in his usual drawl, "I'll go first. Neville, truth or dare?"
Neville looked nervous. "Um.truth?" he said quietly.
"Okay, Neville, what's the farthest you've ever gone with a girl?"
"Huh? I don't know what you mean."
"How far have you gone? First base? Second base? Third base?" Draco snickered, "Home?"
"What do you mean by the bases?" Neville was very confused.
Pansy sighed, "Honestly, Neville. First is hooking up, second is up the shirt, third in down the pants, and home is, well," she paused, "sleeping together, if you catch my drift."
"Oh," said Neville, although he was still confused. He can be so innocent sometimes! "I've never heard those expressions before."
"So how far HAVE you been?" asked Pansy.
"Well," said Neville, "I've been to. second, I suppose" Not so sweet after all, is he?
"Have you? With who?"
"That's a different question," said Neville, blushing furiously, "You can't ask me this turn. Now I'll ask someone. Anne, truth or dare?"
"Dare. It's time to put some fun in this game."
"I dare you to go into that closet," he pointed across the room, "And stay in there with Dean for five minutes." He grinned, but soon frowned as everyone else groaned. "What?" Neville asked, "Did I do something wrong?"
"Neville, they're already a couple," Hermione explained, "Didn't you know?"
"No, I-" he was cut off as the closet door shut. Dean and Anne weren't in the room anymore. They all stared at the closet until insane giggling coming obviously from Anne let loose. Harry was looking at his watch, timing them. It was hard to concentrate with the noise, though.
"Oh, Dean, I- (giggles)"
*Groan*
"Please-"
*Kissy kissy*
When the five minutes were up, Harry went to open the door. He took a deep breath as he turned the knob. Anne shrieked and hid behind a coat. Her tank top was half off.
"Oookay," said Harry slowly, "Let's continue. wait, where are Hermione and Draco?" Some looks were cast around the room, before people agreed it would be best to find the lost couple before too much time past. Pansy and Melissa were the last to leave.
"That mudblood is taking over my man," Pansy growled.
"What are you going to do about it?" Melissa asked.
"The potion's ready. I'll slip it into her drink at breakfast tomorrow," she laughed evilly and left with her partner in crime to prepare the potion.
Draco and Hermione watched from a nook in the wall as everyone left. As soon as the coast was clear, they stepped out, and walked back to the door of the Come and Go room. Draco looked deep in thought for a moment, then opened the door of the room. It had changed from its original setting to a room with no windows, only candles floating near the high ceiling. A king-sized canopy bed sat in one corner of the room. Draco locked the door behind them.
"Draco." said Hermione dreamily.
"It's the most romantic setting I could think of, my love," said Draco as he pushed her over to the bed, "How great for us that this room gives you what you need, no matter what it may be." He pinned her on the bed and pressed his lips to hers. She responded hungrily. His tongue played against her lips, demanding entrance. She finally consented, opening her mouth to make way for it.
"Draco," she moaned softly. His mouth left hers, and began to plant small kisses down her jawbone, then down her neck. She shrieked in joy, and rolled over on top of him, making her the dominant one. She put her lips to his again, gently sucking on the bottom one. He groaned in pleasure. His hands played along her body's curves, settling for a moment in the range of her lower back, pulling her ever closer. Hermione's mouth left his to passionately nibble his ear. In utmost ecstasy, he brought his hands around to her front and began to open her blouse. It was like throwing a bucket of cold water on her.
"What was that about?" she yelled.
"Sorry, I just thought that- I love you, Hermione!" Draco said.
"I love you too, darling, it's just that-" Hermione gazed at the candles above them. She couldn't tell him about her dream- not yet, at least, "I'm not ready for this," She said finally, and kissed him gently on the cheek. "Goodbye." With that, she strode out of the room.
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