Hermione awoke with a start when Harry kissed her, her eyes snapping
open as she pushed Harry off of her, who fell onto the ground.
"Harry!" she cried, touching her lips. "What on earth are you doing here?"
"I left the infirmary." He said quietly, getting up and putting his hands in his pockets as he smiled sheepishly. "I have to pack up my bags."
"Pack? Bags?" she asked, color creeping into her cheeks and firelight flicking in her eyes making her look captivating. Harry looked at the worn rug and thought about what to say. "Is Dumbledore sending you into hiding?"
Harry looked up at Hermione, his heart breaking. He couldn't leave...he wouldn't leave her. She brushed her hair behind her ear as Harry looked back to the ground, shadows cast by the fire dancing on the rug.
"You can't tell me." She said her tone blank. He looked up, and opened his mouth, but she cut him off. "Listen Harry, I don't know if the fame has gotten to you or what, but just because you think you're the only one dealing with this right now doesn't mean that you are. I mean, you aren't alone. If something is going on, I would rather know, because I care about you and want to help you, just like Ron-"
"You care about me?" Harry said, looking into her brown eyes. She took a deep breath and nodded.
"Harry...I um..."
Hermione broke off of the sentence she was barely forming when the common room door opened. Hearing someone shush someone else, Harry frowned and sat down on the couch next to Hermione, both of them crouching down in case something was awry.
Ginny came into the common room her back to the couch where Harry and Hermione sat. Hermione started to get up, but Harry put a hand on hers to stop her when he saw who the second party was with Ginny.
Draco Malfoy walked into the common room, looking at the walls and everywhere except for where Hermione and Harry were.
"Well, it's much less...dank." Draco said with a sneer. Ginny shook her head and looked at Draco. Hermione took a sharp intake of breath as Ginny raised her hand to brush the hair out of Draco's eyes.
"What are you doing?" the boy asked, shock registered in his gray eyes but quickly masked.
"Putting a hex on your shoes." She snorted, drawing closer. "What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Weasly." Draco said quietly, looking down at her. The color contrast between his almost white blonde hair and her flaming red hair was as different as their height. "I had heard you were slutty, but going after your brother's most spited rival? That's classy." He smiled sarcastically and Ginny frowned.
"Draco, you are the one who asked ME for a favor."
"Yes, but I didn't do it because I wanted to." He retorted coolly. Harry knit his brows, unable to comprehend what was going on. He hadn't even heard that Ginny was slutty...she was only 15 after all, and Ron's little sister.
"You said that you could have asked anyone else." Ginny said hotly, her face flushing.
"No, I couldn't. You unfortunately were the only one. Well, you and Luna but I didn't really want to crawl into bed with her now did I." Harry blinked, unsure wether or not he had heard Malfoy correctly. In bed?
"Yes, well it's not like I've gotten any pleasure out of it. I mean other then the money-" Harry almost choked. "I wouldn't have done it."
"Oh really? My devilish good looks and the fact that I'm almost as famous as your dear old crush Harry Potty didn't have anything to do with it?" Draco came closer to Ginny. "I could have sworn that you were watching me while I slept."
Ginny looked away as Draco came closer and Hermione took that moment to stand up and cough. Both Draco and Ginny turned and looked at Hermione with such shock that Harry felt he should stand up and prevent Ginny from having a heart attack, even if that meant sparing Draco as well.
"Draco, I think you should go upstairs." Hermione said simply. "Harry's room is free." Harry turned to stare at Hermione, her mouth open. "Ginny, please stay here, Harry I want you to go get Ron, meet us in your room."
Harry, Draco, and Ginny all stared at Hermione, two out of three aghast. Shaking his head, Harry walked up the stairs, not waiting for Draco to follow, leaving Ginny and Hermione.
"So Potty. You and Granger having a bit of a snog?" asked Draco, a look of cool indifference settled on his face.
"Shut up Malfoy." Harry said quietly as they climbed the stairs.
"Always one with words," Draco said with a slight cold smile. "It's a shame you don't have bad comebacks- something for the papers to report on besides your dear friend Sirius' trials and death and-"
Draco's breath was knocked out of him when Harry pushed him hard against the stone wall, his hands caught in the other boy's shirt.
"I told you to shut up." Harry whispered his face inches from Draco's own. He was surprised when a look of fear crossed over Dracos eyes and then was covered by the curtain of indifference.
"Are you quite finished? The testosterone is just dripping off of you." Draco said, sneering at Harry. Disgusted, Harry let go of him and walked up the stairs, opening the door to his room (Dean and Seamus had gone on exchange for the semester.) and continued to Ron's dormitory.
Opening the door, he dragged a semiconscious Ron from the arms of Lavender, his girlfriend of a month who rolled over and mumbled about a teacup.
"Whatsit Harry?" asked Ron, rubbing his eyes.
"Your sleeping with Lavender now?" asked Harry, leading the way down the stiars.
"Well, um, actually, she sorta fell into my bed and I was like, well, she's asleep, might as well not wake her. You know, gentlemanly." Ron said with a grin and laugh as Harry opened the door.
Ron's smile vanished when he saw Draco sitting on Harry's bed.
"Not now Ron," Hermione said, sitting next to Draco. "We have to explain a few things."
"Please do." Ron said, and Harry nodded, casting a glare to Ginny who was avoiding his eyes. Good thing, he thought to himself.
"Harry, Ron, sit down." Hermione said authoritatively and at risk of being too close to Draco, they both chose the floor.
"Ginny, I think you owe Harry an explanation."
Ginny sighed and looked at her hands.
"I've been sleeping with Draco for two months now. RON, before you get worked up I can explain."
"She wants my body." Draco said with a smile as Ron rounded on him. Harry grabbed the back of Ron's shirts as he flailed, and pulled him down to the floor.
"Actually, he wants mine. There's a lot more to Draco then any of you know," Ginny said and Draco interrupted again.
"And more then she knows."
"Be quiet." Hermione commanded and Draco for once looked at the ground and stayed silent.
"As I was saying," Ginny continued. "Draco has a lot of past history...and as such he needs someone to sleep with."
Ron looked unsure whether to be infuriated that his sister was sleeping with Draco, or to be overjoyed that he had learned a valuable part of Draco which he could exploit.
"Just sleeping?" asked Harry, turning to Ginny. She frowned and nodded.
"Now, this hasn't been a big share and tell has it?" asked Draco grouchily from the bed, turning to Hermione. "Or may I please go Mommy."
"Draco," Hermione said quietly. "We need your help."
"Harry!" she cried, touching her lips. "What on earth are you doing here?"
"I left the infirmary." He said quietly, getting up and putting his hands in his pockets as he smiled sheepishly. "I have to pack up my bags."
"Pack? Bags?" she asked, color creeping into her cheeks and firelight flicking in her eyes making her look captivating. Harry looked at the worn rug and thought about what to say. "Is Dumbledore sending you into hiding?"
Harry looked up at Hermione, his heart breaking. He couldn't leave...he wouldn't leave her. She brushed her hair behind her ear as Harry looked back to the ground, shadows cast by the fire dancing on the rug.
"You can't tell me." She said her tone blank. He looked up, and opened his mouth, but she cut him off. "Listen Harry, I don't know if the fame has gotten to you or what, but just because you think you're the only one dealing with this right now doesn't mean that you are. I mean, you aren't alone. If something is going on, I would rather know, because I care about you and want to help you, just like Ron-"
"You care about me?" Harry said, looking into her brown eyes. She took a deep breath and nodded.
"Harry...I um..."
Hermione broke off of the sentence she was barely forming when the common room door opened. Hearing someone shush someone else, Harry frowned and sat down on the couch next to Hermione, both of them crouching down in case something was awry.
Ginny came into the common room her back to the couch where Harry and Hermione sat. Hermione started to get up, but Harry put a hand on hers to stop her when he saw who the second party was with Ginny.
Draco Malfoy walked into the common room, looking at the walls and everywhere except for where Hermione and Harry were.
"Well, it's much less...dank." Draco said with a sneer. Ginny shook her head and looked at Draco. Hermione took a sharp intake of breath as Ginny raised her hand to brush the hair out of Draco's eyes.
"What are you doing?" the boy asked, shock registered in his gray eyes but quickly masked.
"Putting a hex on your shoes." She snorted, drawing closer. "What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Weasly." Draco said quietly, looking down at her. The color contrast between his almost white blonde hair and her flaming red hair was as different as their height. "I had heard you were slutty, but going after your brother's most spited rival? That's classy." He smiled sarcastically and Ginny frowned.
"Draco, you are the one who asked ME for a favor."
"Yes, but I didn't do it because I wanted to." He retorted coolly. Harry knit his brows, unable to comprehend what was going on. He hadn't even heard that Ginny was slutty...she was only 15 after all, and Ron's little sister.
"You said that you could have asked anyone else." Ginny said hotly, her face flushing.
"No, I couldn't. You unfortunately were the only one. Well, you and Luna but I didn't really want to crawl into bed with her now did I." Harry blinked, unsure wether or not he had heard Malfoy correctly. In bed?
"Yes, well it's not like I've gotten any pleasure out of it. I mean other then the money-" Harry almost choked. "I wouldn't have done it."
"Oh really? My devilish good looks and the fact that I'm almost as famous as your dear old crush Harry Potty didn't have anything to do with it?" Draco came closer to Ginny. "I could have sworn that you were watching me while I slept."
Ginny looked away as Draco came closer and Hermione took that moment to stand up and cough. Both Draco and Ginny turned and looked at Hermione with such shock that Harry felt he should stand up and prevent Ginny from having a heart attack, even if that meant sparing Draco as well.
"Draco, I think you should go upstairs." Hermione said simply. "Harry's room is free." Harry turned to stare at Hermione, her mouth open. "Ginny, please stay here, Harry I want you to go get Ron, meet us in your room."
Harry, Draco, and Ginny all stared at Hermione, two out of three aghast. Shaking his head, Harry walked up the stairs, not waiting for Draco to follow, leaving Ginny and Hermione.
"So Potty. You and Granger having a bit of a snog?" asked Draco, a look of cool indifference settled on his face.
"Shut up Malfoy." Harry said quietly as they climbed the stairs.
"Always one with words," Draco said with a slight cold smile. "It's a shame you don't have bad comebacks- something for the papers to report on besides your dear friend Sirius' trials and death and-"
Draco's breath was knocked out of him when Harry pushed him hard against the stone wall, his hands caught in the other boy's shirt.
"I told you to shut up." Harry whispered his face inches from Draco's own. He was surprised when a look of fear crossed over Dracos eyes and then was covered by the curtain of indifference.
"Are you quite finished? The testosterone is just dripping off of you." Draco said, sneering at Harry. Disgusted, Harry let go of him and walked up the stairs, opening the door to his room (Dean and Seamus had gone on exchange for the semester.) and continued to Ron's dormitory.
Opening the door, he dragged a semiconscious Ron from the arms of Lavender, his girlfriend of a month who rolled over and mumbled about a teacup.
"Whatsit Harry?" asked Ron, rubbing his eyes.
"Your sleeping with Lavender now?" asked Harry, leading the way down the stiars.
"Well, um, actually, she sorta fell into my bed and I was like, well, she's asleep, might as well not wake her. You know, gentlemanly." Ron said with a grin and laugh as Harry opened the door.
Ron's smile vanished when he saw Draco sitting on Harry's bed.
"Not now Ron," Hermione said, sitting next to Draco. "We have to explain a few things."
"Please do." Ron said, and Harry nodded, casting a glare to Ginny who was avoiding his eyes. Good thing, he thought to himself.
"Harry, Ron, sit down." Hermione said authoritatively and at risk of being too close to Draco, they both chose the floor.
"Ginny, I think you owe Harry an explanation."
Ginny sighed and looked at her hands.
"I've been sleeping with Draco for two months now. RON, before you get worked up I can explain."
"She wants my body." Draco said with a smile as Ron rounded on him. Harry grabbed the back of Ron's shirts as he flailed, and pulled him down to the floor.
"Actually, he wants mine. There's a lot more to Draco then any of you know," Ginny said and Draco interrupted again.
"And more then she knows."
"Be quiet." Hermione commanded and Draco for once looked at the ground and stayed silent.
"As I was saying," Ginny continued. "Draco has a lot of past history...and as such he needs someone to sleep with."
Ron looked unsure whether to be infuriated that his sister was sleeping with Draco, or to be overjoyed that he had learned a valuable part of Draco which he could exploit.
"Just sleeping?" asked Harry, turning to Ginny. She frowned and nodded.
"Now, this hasn't been a big share and tell has it?" asked Draco grouchily from the bed, turning to Hermione. "Or may I please go Mommy."
"Draco," Hermione said quietly. "We need your help."