Author's Note: Chapter 5 is up, obviously...i dunno if i should continue writing my story. i know all of you who have reviewed liked my story, (i know i sound selfish), but i want for reviews!!! ok. so here's chapter 5!
Chapter 5
Ron and Harry made their way back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Immediatly the two called for Hermione.
"'Mione!" Ron called out. "Hermione!" Harry joined in with Ron. They searched everywhere; the girls' dormotory, the library, McGonagall's office, even in the bathroom where Moaning Myrtle lives. Hermione couldnt be found. Ron and Harry collapsed on the couch.
"Where the bloody hell is that girl?" Ron asked, breaking the silence between them. Harry came up with no answer. He simply shook his head and sighed. The two stared into the fireplace which felt like forever. Finally, Harry stood up. Ron looked at him with a panic look. Harry shrugged, "Sorry, Ron. I need sleep. Why dont you wait for Hermione until she gets back?""
Ron nodded. As Harry walked to the boys' dormotory, Ron was in deep thought. *'Mione, where are you?* He gave a huge sigh. *I was gonna make this our night...*
Meanwhile...
Hermione and Draco lay breathing deeply. Draco pinched Hermione's ab which caused her to squirm. Draco took advantage of that moment. Hermione screeched. "Hold it, loverboy. This is the millionth time you've done that. Let me breathe before you do me that hard."
Draco gave her an evil grin. Like she was gonna believe that smile...Draco couldnt keep his hands off of her. He grabbed her ass everytime he wanted to give Hermione that "pleasure."
Everytime he did that, he would get the playful hit and a "stop that!" in a girly tone. Draco took that as an "I loved it, keep going" which he did. Hermione loved Draco, but now it got too painful.
"Draco," Hermione managed to say. "I have to get back. I dont want anyone to find me here. Besides, I dont want Ron-"
"Ron?" Draco spat the name. "What about that fool?"
"I was saying," Hermione continued. "Ron and Harry might get worried. I know these two. They'll wait until 7th year for me to return. I really must go."
Hermione picked up her clothes that were spread all over the room. She put of her bra, pulled up her panties, slipped her shirt on, slid on her skirt, and threw on her robe. She was beginning to walk to the door just as Draco grabbed her arm. He pulled her into his chest and gave her a long, passionate kiss. "'Night," he breathed. Hermione smiled and walked out.
She slipped through the halls unnoticed. At last, she reached the picture of the fat lady. "Password?" she asked. "Quidditch," Hermione quickly said. She ran into the Common Room. Ron sat up.
"'Mione?" he asked. "Where were you? Come sit next to me." Hermione sat next to Ron.
"Well," Hermione began. "I...I was...Well, you see...er..."
"'Mione," Ron said. "You smell like him."
Befuddled, Hermione asked sternly, "'Smell like' who?"
"Him." 'Him' that's all Ron called Draco. He never said his name.
"I do not smell like him!"
"Yes, you do," Ron said bluntly. Hermione stared blankly into Ron's eyes. "You were with him! Did he hurt you? Did he make a move on you? You two did it, didnt you?"
All those questions hurt Hermione's head. She wanted to go to sleep. "No. Yes. And, I'm sorry, yes," she answered.
*There goes our special night,* Ron thought. *I'll get you...DRACO!* Ron walked away from Hermione without a word. Tonight was the night he was going to create a plan!
Hermione was left on the couch, crying..."I love you, Ron," she muttered. "I wish I ment the same for you as you do to me..." She cried herself to sleep after those words.
Author's Note: I have no idea why I wrote this chapter, I dont even know how I'm gonna write the next chapter...Tell me if you guys liked it or not. Should I keep writing or naw?? *sigh*
Chapter 5
Ron and Harry made their way back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Immediatly the two called for Hermione.
"'Mione!" Ron called out. "Hermione!" Harry joined in with Ron. They searched everywhere; the girls' dormotory, the library, McGonagall's office, even in the bathroom where Moaning Myrtle lives. Hermione couldnt be found. Ron and Harry collapsed on the couch.
"Where the bloody hell is that girl?" Ron asked, breaking the silence between them. Harry came up with no answer. He simply shook his head and sighed. The two stared into the fireplace which felt like forever. Finally, Harry stood up. Ron looked at him with a panic look. Harry shrugged, "Sorry, Ron. I need sleep. Why dont you wait for Hermione until she gets back?""
Ron nodded. As Harry walked to the boys' dormotory, Ron was in deep thought. *'Mione, where are you?* He gave a huge sigh. *I was gonna make this our night...*
Meanwhile...
Hermione and Draco lay breathing deeply. Draco pinched Hermione's ab which caused her to squirm. Draco took advantage of that moment. Hermione screeched. "Hold it, loverboy. This is the millionth time you've done that. Let me breathe before you do me that hard."
Draco gave her an evil grin. Like she was gonna believe that smile...Draco couldnt keep his hands off of her. He grabbed her ass everytime he wanted to give Hermione that "pleasure."
Everytime he did that, he would get the playful hit and a "stop that!" in a girly tone. Draco took that as an "I loved it, keep going" which he did. Hermione loved Draco, but now it got too painful.
"Draco," Hermione managed to say. "I have to get back. I dont want anyone to find me here. Besides, I dont want Ron-"
"Ron?" Draco spat the name. "What about that fool?"
"I was saying," Hermione continued. "Ron and Harry might get worried. I know these two. They'll wait until 7th year for me to return. I really must go."
Hermione picked up her clothes that were spread all over the room. She put of her bra, pulled up her panties, slipped her shirt on, slid on her skirt, and threw on her robe. She was beginning to walk to the door just as Draco grabbed her arm. He pulled her into his chest and gave her a long, passionate kiss. "'Night," he breathed. Hermione smiled and walked out.
She slipped through the halls unnoticed. At last, she reached the picture of the fat lady. "Password?" she asked. "Quidditch," Hermione quickly said. She ran into the Common Room. Ron sat up.
"'Mione?" he asked. "Where were you? Come sit next to me." Hermione sat next to Ron.
"Well," Hermione began. "I...I was...Well, you see...er..."
"'Mione," Ron said. "You smell like him."
Befuddled, Hermione asked sternly, "'Smell like' who?"
"Him." 'Him' that's all Ron called Draco. He never said his name.
"I do not smell like him!"
"Yes, you do," Ron said bluntly. Hermione stared blankly into Ron's eyes. "You were with him! Did he hurt you? Did he make a move on you? You two did it, didnt you?"
All those questions hurt Hermione's head. She wanted to go to sleep. "No. Yes. And, I'm sorry, yes," she answered.
*There goes our special night,* Ron thought. *I'll get you...DRACO!* Ron walked away from Hermione without a word. Tonight was the night he was going to create a plan!
Hermione was left on the couch, crying..."I love you, Ron," she muttered. "I wish I ment the same for you as you do to me..." She cried herself to sleep after those words.
Author's Note: I have no idea why I wrote this chapter, I dont even know how I'm gonna write the next chapter...Tell me if you guys liked it or not. Should I keep writing or naw?? *sigh*