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I only own Alonzo, Demeter, and the plot.
IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ: From now on, I will be taking suggestions, as I no longer have the chapters already written. If you can't figure out a good idea, go to the preview and try to use one of the lines as an idea. Thank you.
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5. I won't let you go
"I can't believe I'm letting you do this!" Hermione exclaimed as she scrutinized herself in the mirror.
"Quite daring Miss Granger. You look simply stunning yet dangerous at the same time," the mirror drawled.
Ginny had made Hermione wear leather. The leather jeans were a dark brown and they felt like a second layer of skin. She wore a beige tank top, which was made like a belly shirt. Over her shirt was a dark brown, leather jacket. Her boots were beige, and her black robes were thrown over the outfit. The clasps on the robes were undone.
"I look like a Milky Way," Hermione added.
"Quite. You're sweet and tempting," the mirror replied.
"I'm going ahead," Ginny said.
Ginny picked up her jacket and left. Hermione grinned and followed after applying a bit of eye shadow.
~*~ Two Hours Earlier ~*~
"Potter! What are you doing here?" Draco snarled.
Harry rolled his eyes. "I heard you have an eye candy. I'm going to help you out. I know who you like and I know a bit about her. If you agree to be civil I'll keep quiet about her," he explained.
Draco frowned. Ugh, blackmail. From Potter. No arguing with that. "Fine, but I'd better not ending up anything like you," he drawled.
Harry looked down at himself and frowned. "What's wrong with me?" He asked. He resembled Bill minus the red hair and freckles, and he liked to kid around and.(*wink*) have fun.
Draco shook his head. "I'm not going to answer that. Let's get this over with," he mumbled.
Harry scratched his chin in thought. "All you need is wardrobe," he muttered. "When you walk around Hogwarts, always leave your uniform shirt unbuttoned and roll your sleeves up to your elbows," Harry added and continued on.
Much to Draco's irritation, Harry made slight changed to Draco's wardrobe.
"Now get going. I heard she's going to Hogsmeade," Harry said and patted (more like punched) Draco's shoulder.
Draco grumbled slightly and left his room. Unknown to Draco, Hermione had yet to leave.
Draco walked along a corridor and came to a sudden halt as Professor Chang stepped out of nowhere.
"Mr. Malfoy, I'm so glad I caught you. I'm sure you aren't busy. I have a small errand to do, but Professor Dumbledore needs me. Would you mind going to the new guestroom? It's two corridors down from the Transfiguration classroom. I left a scroll there that has some important information on it," she stated.
Draco was, by now, very agitated. First Potter, now this.
"Fine," he said and strode away, unaware of the mad grin spreading across Cho's face.
~*~
Hermione ran through the halls at top speed. "I'm gonna be late, I'm gonna be late, I'm gonna be late." she continued under her breath. She nearly tripped when Cho Chang slid into Hermione's line of vision.
"Hermione! Could you run to the guestroom and fetch a scroll for me? Professor Dumbledore needs me at the moment. Thank you Hermione," Cho said in a rush before pushing Hermione in the destination's general direction.
Hermione gave Cho a quizzical look before heading towards the guestroom.
She soon found the designated room and entered. Much to Hermione's surprise, she saw Draco standing in the middle of the room, reading a scroll. Hermione took the moment to observe Draco. He wore a button-up, silk like tee shirt that was unbuttoned revealing his muscular chest and stomach. He wore his black jeans with black boots. His hair was windblown and some of his hair fell in his eyes. Hermione was too distracted to hear the door lock.
"What's that?" she found herself asking.
Draco looked up and his eyes immediately widened. "Uh. um. the scroll I was supposed to get," he mumbled.
Hermione frowned. "I was supposed to get it. Were you reading it?" she asked.
Draco nodded. "It says 'Have Fun!'" he said.
"Well, we'd better return it to Cho," she whispered. Hermione had no idea why she was whispering.
"Yeah," he agreed.
The two silently strolled over to the door and halted at the same time. Hermione reached out and tried to turn the knob, but the knob wouldn't budge. Draco took out his wand and voice the unlocking charm, but the door remained locked. Hermione tried various unlocking charms, but to no prevail.
Hermione sighed and sat down on the arm of a large, red armchair. "We're locked in," she whispered. She then looked around, and her brow furrowed in confusion. "A mini refrigerator? I thought that muggle items couldn't work in Hogwarts," she said.
Draco sat down by the fireplace and scratched his head. "It's charmed to constantly restock," replied.
Hermione gave a short 'oh' and couldn't help but notice that the room slowly grew warmer.
~*~
Harry walked into The Three Broomsticks and made his way to the table in the far back. Some woman sat at the table. Harry's mouth began to water. He snapped out of it and squinted his eyes to determine who it was. His jaw nearly fell to the floor when he realized who that woman was. That wasn't just any woman! That was Ginny! Ginny's hair was scrunched, she wore a short, plaid skirt. Her white blouse was tight. The bottom of her blouse was open revealing her bellybutton, and the top buttons near the collar were undone, exposing her untouched flesh. Her robes looked brown new as they hugged all of the gentle curves of her body. Harry gulped. When did Ginny change from the adorable, little girl to the mouth watering woman?
He watched as Blaise (In a similar outfit.) took a seat across from Ginny. Harry, once again, snapped out of his reverie and strove over to them.
"Hello ladies," he said with a lopsided grin.
Both of them rolled their eyes, and Ginny crossed her legs. She scooted over sideways, leaving room for him. Harry sat down beside her, resisting the urge to touch her exposed legs.
Cho walked in, smiling like mad. She soon took a seat beside Blaise. "It worked! They both went to the guest room at separate times. It's impossible to unlock that door from the inside so they'll be in there for a good while. The door will unlock once they start snogging," she explained in an excited voice.
Harry smiled. "That's great! Malfoy was ticked when I made a few adjustments with his wardrobe," he said. Mad grins broke out all around the table.
~*~
Ginny bit her bottom lip as she waited for Blaise's signal.
'I can't believe I'm doing this,' she thought.
She uncrossed her legs and firmly planted her feet on the ground. Ginny watched as Blaise signaled her by beginning to fiddle with her earring. Harry was currently listening to Cho's description of exactly what happened.
Ginny took on a carefree air and slid her leg closer to Harry. She hesitated before rubbing her foot up and down against Harry's calf. She had to stifle a giggle when Harry suddenly sat up straight. Telling by the look on his face, he was no longer listening to Cho.
"Harry?" she faked a clueless voice and tilted her head sideways.
Harry snapped out of his trance and looked at her. "Y-yes?" he choked out.
She feigned innocence. Ginny had made sure that they all had hot cocoa with whipped cream before they had come. Much to her satisfaction, there was a small amount of whipped cream on the corner of his mouth. "You have some whipped cream on the side of your mouth," she whispered.
Harry lifted his hand slightly as if to wipe it off, but Ginny stopped him. "Don't worry, I'll get it," she said. She slowly wiped it off with her finger. She smiled and reached across him as if to get a napkin. (Thus pressing her body against his.) She grinned and wiped her finger on the napkin.
~*~
Harry was struck speechless. This was a side of Ginny he had NEVER seen. Not to mention the fact that he very much wanted to see (and feel) again. He knew for sure that it was Ginny who had rubbed his leg. He'd rather not think of what that simple movement had done to him. Then she had pressed her body against his, which had it lasted longer, he would have gone insane and out of control.
Harry gulped and stood. "I'd better go," he said, choosing to ignore the two devilish faces in front of him.
"Oh, bye Harry!" she called.
Harry's stomach lurched. This was Torture! Harry tried to wipe away the fantasies taking place in his imagination.
~*~
Draco stared at Hermione as she shed her designer jacket. This was NOT helping. Hermione's outfit left little to the imagination. Well, it wasn't like he'd never seen her in her birthday suit.
Draco shook his head as he realized Hermione was exploring the branched off dorm. Draco had taken off his shirt already, so he got rid of the fire. It was way too warm.
Hermione came back. "I can't see anything. What happened to the fire?" she asked.
Draco looked in her general direction. "It's too warm in here," he answered.
Hermione sighed. "Yeah, you're right," she said. Hermione mumbled something and about two dozen candles floated close to the walls. The wall was lit from the many candles.
Draco closed his eyes as he took a seat at the bay window. He didn't look outside, he just stared into nothingness. He snapped out of his trance to see Hermione collapse onto the floor. Draco jumped up, ran over to her, and kneeled beside her.
"'Mione! 'Mione! Wake up! Oh Lord, why is this happening?" he whispered. He drew her into his arms and held her until she would wake up.
~*~
Hermione started getting lightheaded. She cradled her head as her vision blurred. She felt her eyes roll back into her head as she lost the ability to stand.
Hermione was bound to the stake. Her nightgown was tattered and her body was bleeding from the cuts marking her exposed flesh.
"Hermione!" Draco yelled.
Hermione looked up slowly. Pain was etched into her once beautiful face.
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Draco's eyes turned completely black.
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Bright green light.
Hermione came to, practically drenched in cold sweat.
"Wh-what's wrong with me?" she croaked, barely noticing that she was in Draco's arms.
"Nothing is wrong with you, Love," he whispered. He brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her forehead.
"Dra-Draco?" she asked in her now hoarse voice.
"I'm here, Love. I won't let you go," he whispered.
Draco carefully picked her up. Hermione instinctively leaned her head against him, pressing her hands against his chest.
"Why does this feel so right?" she asked.
Hermione heard Draco's heart race. "Because I love you."
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What will happen next? What's going on with Ginny and Harry? Why is Cho so hyper? (that will never be answered)
Marissa Ann: Did you like this chapter? I found out that I forgot to post the next chapter, Changed, yesterday so I decided to post these two great chapters today!
Preciousonee: Thank you!
Righteousgrl: My mistake! Read the answer to Marissa Ann's review.
Brooke L. Potter: Hey! I'm going to make a rhyme out of your review. You're review is in bold. My answer is in italic. Will they love, or will they hate? I don't know, you'll just have to wait. *claps hands*
Fulldark: Since I don't have this sequel all planned out on paper, it will probably be really long. I love reading long stories and I think I should write one myself. Betrayed is over 70 chapters! And it's nowhere near the end!!!!
Xxthunderxx: I'm feel'n the love in this chapter! Can you feel it? *sways back and forth*
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I only own Alonzo, Demeter, and the plot.
IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ: From now on, I will be taking suggestions, as I no longer have the chapters already written. If you can't figure out a good idea, go to the preview and try to use one of the lines as an idea. Thank you.
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5. I won't let you go
"I can't believe I'm letting you do this!" Hermione exclaimed as she scrutinized herself in the mirror.
"Quite daring Miss Granger. You look simply stunning yet dangerous at the same time," the mirror drawled.
Ginny had made Hermione wear leather. The leather jeans were a dark brown and they felt like a second layer of skin. She wore a beige tank top, which was made like a belly shirt. Over her shirt was a dark brown, leather jacket. Her boots were beige, and her black robes were thrown over the outfit. The clasps on the robes were undone.
"I look like a Milky Way," Hermione added.
"Quite. You're sweet and tempting," the mirror replied.
"I'm going ahead," Ginny said.
Ginny picked up her jacket and left. Hermione grinned and followed after applying a bit of eye shadow.
~*~ Two Hours Earlier ~*~
"Potter! What are you doing here?" Draco snarled.
Harry rolled his eyes. "I heard you have an eye candy. I'm going to help you out. I know who you like and I know a bit about her. If you agree to be civil I'll keep quiet about her," he explained.
Draco frowned. Ugh, blackmail. From Potter. No arguing with that. "Fine, but I'd better not ending up anything like you," he drawled.
Harry looked down at himself and frowned. "What's wrong with me?" He asked. He resembled Bill minus the red hair and freckles, and he liked to kid around and.(*wink*) have fun.
Draco shook his head. "I'm not going to answer that. Let's get this over with," he mumbled.
Harry scratched his chin in thought. "All you need is wardrobe," he muttered. "When you walk around Hogwarts, always leave your uniform shirt unbuttoned and roll your sleeves up to your elbows," Harry added and continued on.
Much to Draco's irritation, Harry made slight changed to Draco's wardrobe.
"Now get going. I heard she's going to Hogsmeade," Harry said and patted (more like punched) Draco's shoulder.
Draco grumbled slightly and left his room. Unknown to Draco, Hermione had yet to leave.
Draco walked along a corridor and came to a sudden halt as Professor Chang stepped out of nowhere.
"Mr. Malfoy, I'm so glad I caught you. I'm sure you aren't busy. I have a small errand to do, but Professor Dumbledore needs me. Would you mind going to the new guestroom? It's two corridors down from the Transfiguration classroom. I left a scroll there that has some important information on it," she stated.
Draco was, by now, very agitated. First Potter, now this.
"Fine," he said and strode away, unaware of the mad grin spreading across Cho's face.
~*~
Hermione ran through the halls at top speed. "I'm gonna be late, I'm gonna be late, I'm gonna be late." she continued under her breath. She nearly tripped when Cho Chang slid into Hermione's line of vision.
"Hermione! Could you run to the guestroom and fetch a scroll for me? Professor Dumbledore needs me at the moment. Thank you Hermione," Cho said in a rush before pushing Hermione in the destination's general direction.
Hermione gave Cho a quizzical look before heading towards the guestroom.
She soon found the designated room and entered. Much to Hermione's surprise, she saw Draco standing in the middle of the room, reading a scroll. Hermione took the moment to observe Draco. He wore a button-up, silk like tee shirt that was unbuttoned revealing his muscular chest and stomach. He wore his black jeans with black boots. His hair was windblown and some of his hair fell in his eyes. Hermione was too distracted to hear the door lock.
"What's that?" she found herself asking.
Draco looked up and his eyes immediately widened. "Uh. um. the scroll I was supposed to get," he mumbled.
Hermione frowned. "I was supposed to get it. Were you reading it?" she asked.
Draco nodded. "It says 'Have Fun!'" he said.
"Well, we'd better return it to Cho," she whispered. Hermione had no idea why she was whispering.
"Yeah," he agreed.
The two silently strolled over to the door and halted at the same time. Hermione reached out and tried to turn the knob, but the knob wouldn't budge. Draco took out his wand and voice the unlocking charm, but the door remained locked. Hermione tried various unlocking charms, but to no prevail.
Hermione sighed and sat down on the arm of a large, red armchair. "We're locked in," she whispered. She then looked around, and her brow furrowed in confusion. "A mini refrigerator? I thought that muggle items couldn't work in Hogwarts," she said.
Draco sat down by the fireplace and scratched his head. "It's charmed to constantly restock," replied.
Hermione gave a short 'oh' and couldn't help but notice that the room slowly grew warmer.
~*~
Harry walked into The Three Broomsticks and made his way to the table in the far back. Some woman sat at the table. Harry's mouth began to water. He snapped out of it and squinted his eyes to determine who it was. His jaw nearly fell to the floor when he realized who that woman was. That wasn't just any woman! That was Ginny! Ginny's hair was scrunched, she wore a short, plaid skirt. Her white blouse was tight. The bottom of her blouse was open revealing her bellybutton, and the top buttons near the collar were undone, exposing her untouched flesh. Her robes looked brown new as they hugged all of the gentle curves of her body. Harry gulped. When did Ginny change from the adorable, little girl to the mouth watering woman?
He watched as Blaise (In a similar outfit.) took a seat across from Ginny. Harry, once again, snapped out of his reverie and strove over to them.
"Hello ladies," he said with a lopsided grin.
Both of them rolled their eyes, and Ginny crossed her legs. She scooted over sideways, leaving room for him. Harry sat down beside her, resisting the urge to touch her exposed legs.
Cho walked in, smiling like mad. She soon took a seat beside Blaise. "It worked! They both went to the guest room at separate times. It's impossible to unlock that door from the inside so they'll be in there for a good while. The door will unlock once they start snogging," she explained in an excited voice.
Harry smiled. "That's great! Malfoy was ticked when I made a few adjustments with his wardrobe," he said. Mad grins broke out all around the table.
~*~
Ginny bit her bottom lip as she waited for Blaise's signal.
'I can't believe I'm doing this,' she thought.
She uncrossed her legs and firmly planted her feet on the ground. Ginny watched as Blaise signaled her by beginning to fiddle with her earring. Harry was currently listening to Cho's description of exactly what happened.
Ginny took on a carefree air and slid her leg closer to Harry. She hesitated before rubbing her foot up and down against Harry's calf. She had to stifle a giggle when Harry suddenly sat up straight. Telling by the look on his face, he was no longer listening to Cho.
"Harry?" she faked a clueless voice and tilted her head sideways.
Harry snapped out of his trance and looked at her. "Y-yes?" he choked out.
She feigned innocence. Ginny had made sure that they all had hot cocoa with whipped cream before they had come. Much to her satisfaction, there was a small amount of whipped cream on the corner of his mouth. "You have some whipped cream on the side of your mouth," she whispered.
Harry lifted his hand slightly as if to wipe it off, but Ginny stopped him. "Don't worry, I'll get it," she said. She slowly wiped it off with her finger. She smiled and reached across him as if to get a napkin. (Thus pressing her body against his.) She grinned and wiped her finger on the napkin.
~*~
Harry was struck speechless. This was a side of Ginny he had NEVER seen. Not to mention the fact that he very much wanted to see (and feel) again. He knew for sure that it was Ginny who had rubbed his leg. He'd rather not think of what that simple movement had done to him. Then she had pressed her body against his, which had it lasted longer, he would have gone insane and out of control.
Harry gulped and stood. "I'd better go," he said, choosing to ignore the two devilish faces in front of him.
"Oh, bye Harry!" she called.
Harry's stomach lurched. This was Torture! Harry tried to wipe away the fantasies taking place in his imagination.
~*~
Draco stared at Hermione as she shed her designer jacket. This was NOT helping. Hermione's outfit left little to the imagination. Well, it wasn't like he'd never seen her in her birthday suit.
Draco shook his head as he realized Hermione was exploring the branched off dorm. Draco had taken off his shirt already, so he got rid of the fire. It was way too warm.
Hermione came back. "I can't see anything. What happened to the fire?" she asked.
Draco looked in her general direction. "It's too warm in here," he answered.
Hermione sighed. "Yeah, you're right," she said. Hermione mumbled something and about two dozen candles floated close to the walls. The wall was lit from the many candles.
Draco closed his eyes as he took a seat at the bay window. He didn't look outside, he just stared into nothingness. He snapped out of his trance to see Hermione collapse onto the floor. Draco jumped up, ran over to her, and kneeled beside her.
"'Mione! 'Mione! Wake up! Oh Lord, why is this happening?" he whispered. He drew her into his arms and held her until she would wake up.
~*~
Hermione started getting lightheaded. She cradled her head as her vision blurred. She felt her eyes roll back into her head as she lost the ability to stand.
Hermione was bound to the stake. Her nightgown was tattered and her body was bleeding from the cuts marking her exposed flesh.
"Hermione!" Draco yelled.
Hermione looked up slowly. Pain was etched into her once beautiful face.
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Draco's eyes turned completely black.
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Bright green light.
Hermione came to, practically drenched in cold sweat.
"Wh-what's wrong with me?" she croaked, barely noticing that she was in Draco's arms.
"Nothing is wrong with you, Love," he whispered. He brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her forehead.
"Dra-Draco?" she asked in her now hoarse voice.
"I'm here, Love. I won't let you go," he whispered.
Draco carefully picked her up. Hermione instinctively leaned her head against him, pressing her hands against his chest.
"Why does this feel so right?" she asked.
Hermione heard Draco's heart race. "Because I love you."
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What will happen next? What's going on with Ginny and Harry? Why is Cho so hyper? (that will never be answered)
Marissa Ann: Did you like this chapter? I found out that I forgot to post the next chapter, Changed, yesterday so I decided to post these two great chapters today!
Preciousonee: Thank you!
Righteousgrl: My mistake! Read the answer to Marissa Ann's review.
Brooke L. Potter: Hey! I'm going to make a rhyme out of your review. You're review is in bold. My answer is in italic. Will they love, or will they hate? I don't know, you'll just have to wait. *claps hands*
Fulldark: Since I don't have this sequel all planned out on paper, it will probably be really long. I love reading long stories and I think I should write one myself. Betrayed is over 70 chapters! And it's nowhere near the end!!!!
Xxthunderxx: I'm feel'n the love in this chapter! Can you feel it? *sways back and forth*
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