Pansy sat in the corner in the Slytherin Common room, staring at a pair of good-looking Slytherin boys across the room. The door suddenly swung open, and Draco walked in, looking angry. Pansy smiled to herself. She watched as he pulled the diary from the inside of his robes, looking around the room before slipping away up the steps to the boys' dormitories. Millicent appeared from the girls' dorms, tucking her hair behind her ear. Pansy waved her over to her, and Millicent plopped down in the seat opposite her. "Yeah?" "He's definately falling for it." Millicent bit her lip. "I can't believe you talked me into being part of this,"Millicent said, her expression one of disappointment. "I can't stand hurting him any more then he already has been." "All you did was give the diary to him." "But he'll blame me if he finds out." "No, you know he'll blame ME. He blames everything on ME." "Well..." Pansy waved Millicent off with her hand, looking irritated. Millicent rose from her seat, walking away with a look of anger on her small face. Pansy smiled to herself again. She would have him, and she would do anything to get him.
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Harry twitched nervously in his seat when he saw Hermione surst through the entrance to the Gryffindor common room, her face tear stained. "Hermione...?" He said softly as she sat down on the sofa, burying his face in her hands and crying. "Wh-what's wrong?" Harry knew exactly what was wrong- Malfoy had shown her the diary. "Felicity..." Hermione said into her hands. Harry sat cautiously down beside her, scooting close to her. Guilt was hanging on his heart, but he just draped his arm around her shoulder, trying to comfort her for his own deed. "What about Felicity?" Hermione slid her hands from her face, her eyes glistening. "All she ever wanted was for me to like her," Hermione said, wiping her eyes. "But all I did was hate her." Hermione thought back to the day she'd sat beside Felicity's bedside. She thought about what she'd said- "Jealousy is a horrible thing. It can make people believe things that are only assumptions- make them believe that the only thing that is right is what they are thinking. My jealousy of you made me believe you were a cruel and hateful person- when you really weren't. That's why I'm sorry. I'm sorry I never got to know you for who you really were." Hermione looked at Harry. His eyes flashed, and she looked away, sniffing.
"Jealousy," she whispered. "All I am is a green rat of jealousy- why can't I just be happy for what I have?" Harry didn't say anything, just watched her as she got up and leaned against the mantle, staring into the fire. "Why must I be so goddamn ungrateful?" She said, looking over at him. "Hermione," he said, walking towards her. "Don't think like that." Hermione looked back into the fire, not finding comfort in his words. "Draco hates me now." Harry felt his stomach tie into a knot- his plan had succeeded- why did he feel so horrible? He saw the fire reflecting in the tears that ran down her cheeks as she spoke those words. He knew how much she loved him- the reasons still unclear.
"I really don't know what to say," Harry said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I don't know how to comfort you." "Don't even try," Hermione said, not even looking up from the fire. "Nothing can comfort me." She looked over at Harry. "My jealousy killed someone Harry," she said softly, her voice cracking as more tears slid down her cheeks. "How am I to live with that?" She looked back into the fire, holding back whimpers. Harry felt his heart go into his throat. 'How can I live with what I have done to YOU, Hermione?' He thought, before turning around and walking up to the dormitory.
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"You've GOT to pull yourself together, Potter," Pansy said sternly. "This is going to be a win-win situation if this works out." "IF." Harry said, looking into her black eyes. "It will." Pansy said, sitting back. "Draco will be mine and Hermione will be yours. It will all work just the way we planned." "I don't know," Harry said, feeling nervous and unsure. "Hermione was really torn up about Malfoy." "Ha," Pansy laughed, putting her feet up onto the table and crossing her arms.
"She'll get over him- the minute he calls her a mudblood- just like before."
"Felicity changed everything."
"For the worse."
"For the better." Harry corrected her, still staring into her eyes. "She made Malfoy...different."
"She made him into a lovesick idiot. And then she went and killed herself and made him hate life."
"He's back to being the asshole he was before."
Pansy smiled and sighed dreamily. "I know."
'What is it with these Slytherins?' Harry thought, wondering why Pansy, or anyone rather, would like Draco AssHole Malfoy.
"Well then Potter," Pansy said, letting her feet drop down back to the floor and standing up.
"You keep quiet about it- and we'll both get what we want. You blab- we both lose everything. A lot is on the line here."
Harry nodded, and Pansy left the room, looking satisfied with herself. 'A lot IS on the line,' Harry thought. 'Hermione's happiness.'
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So now things are piecing together, just like i said. one of my reviewers was ALMOST right when she said she thought Pansy and Millicent had written the diary. But now, what have we here? Someone you never imagined had something to do with this??!?
Okay, very very very short chapter i know but I'll add another one like before i go to sleep tonight so you'll get a double dose.
love all my reviewers!! and thank you for all of your sympathy about my dear friend. you guys rock.
reviews reviews reviews and suggestions and commenst please please please!!
sara
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Harry twitched nervously in his seat when he saw Hermione surst through the entrance to the Gryffindor common room, her face tear stained. "Hermione...?" He said softly as she sat down on the sofa, burying his face in her hands and crying. "Wh-what's wrong?" Harry knew exactly what was wrong- Malfoy had shown her the diary. "Felicity..." Hermione said into her hands. Harry sat cautiously down beside her, scooting close to her. Guilt was hanging on his heart, but he just draped his arm around her shoulder, trying to comfort her for his own deed. "What about Felicity?" Hermione slid her hands from her face, her eyes glistening. "All she ever wanted was for me to like her," Hermione said, wiping her eyes. "But all I did was hate her." Hermione thought back to the day she'd sat beside Felicity's bedside. She thought about what she'd said- "Jealousy is a horrible thing. It can make people believe things that are only assumptions- make them believe that the only thing that is right is what they are thinking. My jealousy of you made me believe you were a cruel and hateful person- when you really weren't. That's why I'm sorry. I'm sorry I never got to know you for who you really were." Hermione looked at Harry. His eyes flashed, and she looked away, sniffing.
"Jealousy," she whispered. "All I am is a green rat of jealousy- why can't I just be happy for what I have?" Harry didn't say anything, just watched her as she got up and leaned against the mantle, staring into the fire. "Why must I be so goddamn ungrateful?" She said, looking over at him. "Hermione," he said, walking towards her. "Don't think like that." Hermione looked back into the fire, not finding comfort in his words. "Draco hates me now." Harry felt his stomach tie into a knot- his plan had succeeded- why did he feel so horrible? He saw the fire reflecting in the tears that ran down her cheeks as she spoke those words. He knew how much she loved him- the reasons still unclear.
"I really don't know what to say," Harry said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I don't know how to comfort you." "Don't even try," Hermione said, not even looking up from the fire. "Nothing can comfort me." She looked over at Harry. "My jealousy killed someone Harry," she said softly, her voice cracking as more tears slid down her cheeks. "How am I to live with that?" She looked back into the fire, holding back whimpers. Harry felt his heart go into his throat. 'How can I live with what I have done to YOU, Hermione?' He thought, before turning around and walking up to the dormitory.
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"You've GOT to pull yourself together, Potter," Pansy said sternly. "This is going to be a win-win situation if this works out." "IF." Harry said, looking into her black eyes. "It will." Pansy said, sitting back. "Draco will be mine and Hermione will be yours. It will all work just the way we planned." "I don't know," Harry said, feeling nervous and unsure. "Hermione was really torn up about Malfoy." "Ha," Pansy laughed, putting her feet up onto the table and crossing her arms.
"She'll get over him- the minute he calls her a mudblood- just like before."
"Felicity changed everything."
"For the worse."
"For the better." Harry corrected her, still staring into her eyes. "She made Malfoy...different."
"She made him into a lovesick idiot. And then she went and killed herself and made him hate life."
"He's back to being the asshole he was before."
Pansy smiled and sighed dreamily. "I know."
'What is it with these Slytherins?' Harry thought, wondering why Pansy, or anyone rather, would like Draco AssHole Malfoy.
"Well then Potter," Pansy said, letting her feet drop down back to the floor and standing up.
"You keep quiet about it- and we'll both get what we want. You blab- we both lose everything. A lot is on the line here."
Harry nodded, and Pansy left the room, looking satisfied with herself. 'A lot IS on the line,' Harry thought. 'Hermione's happiness.'
~*~
So now things are piecing together, just like i said. one of my reviewers was ALMOST right when she said she thought Pansy and Millicent had written the diary. But now, what have we here? Someone you never imagined had something to do with this??!?
Okay, very very very short chapter i know but I'll add another one like before i go to sleep tonight so you'll get a double dose.
love all my reviewers!! and thank you for all of your sympathy about my dear friend. you guys rock.
reviews reviews reviews and suggestions and commenst please please please!!
sara
new AIM: ILuvFishermen (just if youre wondering: Tom Felton loves fishing, so that explains my s/n lol IM me sometime!!!)