BBehind their masks/B
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Chach-A-Lot - No, I won't leave you on a cliffhanger again ;3.
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"What would Harry think of what?" the someone asked again. Hermione had been too shocked to answer, and Draco had ran off like a startled rabbit. Hermione turned around to see who the someone was.
"Ron? How did you get the password?" Hermione quickly imagined some lie to tell him.
"Harry gave it to me."
"Why are you up here? Has something happened?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"No, I just wanted some help with girl stuff. What they're like, and then I walked in on you saying something about Harry," now Ron looked worried, "What has Draco been telling you?"
"Lies, lies and more lies."
"But you asked him what Harry would think?"
"Oh, he was pushing me against the wall and trying to uhhh ... slap me. So I shouted, you know, what would Harry think of this, or whatever and then you came in and he must have thought it was Harry so he ran off."
"I see. He didn't hurt you though, did he?"
"No, Ron, I'm fine. So what do you want to know about girls?"
"Well, how do you know if they love you?" Hermione immediately thought about her and Harry. She was in love with him, wasn't she? Yes, of course you are, she reassured herself.
"Ummm, they'll want to see you heaps, they'll tell you they miss you, they want to spend all their time with you ..." Hermione was in a daze, floating off into a daydream about her and Harry. Ten minutes later, Ron waved in front of her eyes.
"Hermione? I think I should go, you look tired." Ron turned around and left. Hermione sighed. Thank god he didn't suspect anything. But what was there to suspect? Hermione didn't love Draco, not at all. He just happened to be a rather desirable person to kiss. Was there anything wrong with what she enjoy doing? Yes, she told herself, there is. He yells at you about Harry, and calls you a mudblood. With that thought, she strided up to his bedroom door and opened it without knocking.
"Draco. I don't want you touching me ever again," Hermione stated plainly then left the room in a hurry, in case Draco might hurt her. She padded softly to her room and heard Draco shout,
"I'll tell you something that might hurt you, Hermione," this made Hermione rush to his room again. Perhaps he would tell her the whole story of Harry and the bet.
"Is it concerning Harry and the bet you told me about?" Hermione asked curiously.
"What else? I'll tell you that it was concerning you, Hermione Granger, and Ron."
"What about Harry?"
"That goes without saying, Granger. But you're all involved."
"Stop it! Stop it!"
"I didn't start it."
"Harry wouldn't do a thing like that!" and Hermione ran to a couch to sob. Tears ran down her face. Draco was ruining her perfect life, with Harry. But something niggled. Lavender had been on a date with Draco, and said that he talked a hell of a lot about her. Perhaps he told her about the bet. Perhaps that was why she didn't get any envious looks from Lavender any more. It all made sense, but she had no proof. She stormed up to Gryffindor tower and forced her way into the dormitory.
"Where are Harry and Ron, Neville?" Hermione struggled to stay calm.
"Quidditch practice. Hey, wanna play Exploding Snap?" Neville asked eagerly.
"Sorry, I have things to do," Hermione had now spotter their beds, side by side. Throwing off the duvet of Harry's bed, she looked quickly for anything concerning a bet. A bet, a bet, a bet. A bet on me, involving Ron and Harry. The bet would be on a sheet of paper. Perhaps under the mattress. With all her strength, she lifted it, finding nothing but some chocolate frogs. Ron's bed. She did the same check and found nothing, again. She flopped down and asked herself,
"Why me? I didn't do anything wrong?" and then looked around where Harry and Ron slept. Dungbombs, some Quidditch magazines, Harry's photo album ... and a slit in Harry's mattress. Her heart skipped a beat, maybe she'd found it! She felt extremely excited as her hand extracted a small sheet of parchment. Bringing it closer to read it, she was amazed by what she saw.
"I, Harry Potter agree to partake in Ron's bet. This bet is on whether I can steal Hermione's secret fortune while we are dating. I will pretend to love her, and if I succeed, Hermione will marry me and I will have her money, although if I fail, Ron will receive the fortune, and Hermione will be stuck with me as I continue to pretend to love her.
Signed, Harry Potter"
Hermione gave a gasp as she read over once again what the bet was. It was nothing to do with horses. He had lied, and for once, Draco had told the truth.
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Hope this chapter is okay! More will come soon ... the plot is thickening!
I was SO happy when I found 8 wonderful reviews in my inbox! Thanks EVERYONE I made sure to update straight away!
kili-2 - I'm updating now, so I hope you're happy!
DarkAngelFallen - I hate them too! You're so sweet, reviewing all of my chapters!
lalalalalallalalalal - Woohoo! I tried to make the plot as original as possible!
DazedPanda - Awww ... thanks! It might be Harry, you'll just have to find out in this chapter.
Chach-A-Lot - No, I won't leave you on a cliffhanger again ;3.
Psycho Tom Felton Fan - I'm sorry, but I won't be finishing fast. I still have more to come, there is more to this story!
young hitomi - Thanks a bunch!
hermione31 - I'm so glad you think my story's fantastic, and I will update soon!
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"What would Harry think of what?" the someone asked again. Hermione had been too shocked to answer, and Draco had ran off like a startled rabbit. Hermione turned around to see who the someone was.
"Ron? How did you get the password?" Hermione quickly imagined some lie to tell him.
"Harry gave it to me."
"Why are you up here? Has something happened?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"No, I just wanted some help with girl stuff. What they're like, and then I walked in on you saying something about Harry," now Ron looked worried, "What has Draco been telling you?"
"Lies, lies and more lies."
"But you asked him what Harry would think?"
"Oh, he was pushing me against the wall and trying to uhhh ... slap me. So I shouted, you know, what would Harry think of this, or whatever and then you came in and he must have thought it was Harry so he ran off."
"I see. He didn't hurt you though, did he?"
"No, Ron, I'm fine. So what do you want to know about girls?"
"Well, how do you know if they love you?" Hermione immediately thought about her and Harry. She was in love with him, wasn't she? Yes, of course you are, she reassured herself.
"Ummm, they'll want to see you heaps, they'll tell you they miss you, they want to spend all their time with you ..." Hermione was in a daze, floating off into a daydream about her and Harry. Ten minutes later, Ron waved in front of her eyes.
"Hermione? I think I should go, you look tired." Ron turned around and left. Hermione sighed. Thank god he didn't suspect anything. But what was there to suspect? Hermione didn't love Draco, not at all. He just happened to be a rather desirable person to kiss. Was there anything wrong with what she enjoy doing? Yes, she told herself, there is. He yells at you about Harry, and calls you a mudblood. With that thought, she strided up to his bedroom door and opened it without knocking.
"Draco. I don't want you touching me ever again," Hermione stated plainly then left the room in a hurry, in case Draco might hurt her. She padded softly to her room and heard Draco shout,
"I'll tell you something that might hurt you, Hermione," this made Hermione rush to his room again. Perhaps he would tell her the whole story of Harry and the bet.
"Is it concerning Harry and the bet you told me about?" Hermione asked curiously.
"What else? I'll tell you that it was concerning you, Hermione Granger, and Ron."
"What about Harry?"
"That goes without saying, Granger. But you're all involved."
"Stop it! Stop it!"
"I didn't start it."
"Harry wouldn't do a thing like that!" and Hermione ran to a couch to sob. Tears ran down her face. Draco was ruining her perfect life, with Harry. But something niggled. Lavender had been on a date with Draco, and said that he talked a hell of a lot about her. Perhaps he told her about the bet. Perhaps that was why she didn't get any envious looks from Lavender any more. It all made sense, but she had no proof. She stormed up to Gryffindor tower and forced her way into the dormitory.
"Where are Harry and Ron, Neville?" Hermione struggled to stay calm.
"Quidditch practice. Hey, wanna play Exploding Snap?" Neville asked eagerly.
"Sorry, I have things to do," Hermione had now spotter their beds, side by side. Throwing off the duvet of Harry's bed, she looked quickly for anything concerning a bet. A bet, a bet, a bet. A bet on me, involving Ron and Harry. The bet would be on a sheet of paper. Perhaps under the mattress. With all her strength, she lifted it, finding nothing but some chocolate frogs. Ron's bed. She did the same check and found nothing, again. She flopped down and asked herself,
"Why me? I didn't do anything wrong?" and then looked around where Harry and Ron slept. Dungbombs, some Quidditch magazines, Harry's photo album ... and a slit in Harry's mattress. Her heart skipped a beat, maybe she'd found it! She felt extremely excited as her hand extracted a small sheet of parchment. Bringing it closer to read it, she was amazed by what she saw.
"I, Harry Potter agree to partake in Ron's bet. This bet is on whether I can steal Hermione's secret fortune while we are dating. I will pretend to love her, and if I succeed, Hermione will marry me and I will have her money, although if I fail, Ron will receive the fortune, and Hermione will be stuck with me as I continue to pretend to love her.
Signed, Harry Potter"
Hermione gave a gasp as she read over once again what the bet was. It was nothing to do with horses. He had lied, and for once, Draco had told the truth.
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Hope this chapter is okay! More will come soon ... the plot is thickening!