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I only own Alonzo, Demeter, and the plot.
This chapter is dedicated to Sarah Shorter. She is my unidentical, long- lost, switched-at-birth twin/counterpart. I am basing the more insane part of this chapter on a letter Sarah sent me. If you have a thing for moose (mooses & meeses), cheese, or coffee beans, then PLEASE review! Thank you!
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6. Insanity
Draco sat in a chair holding Hermione's hand. Hermione lay sleeping on the edge of the bed. They were in one of the branched off dorms. Hermione had fallen asleep from her fatigue.
When Hermione had passed out she had muttered his name over and over. She had begun thrashing, but he had held her close to stop her frantic movements. She had screamed in her unconscious state.
Draco caressed the back of her smooth hand with his thumb. Draco looked down and closed his eyes.
The past six or seven months had been hectic. He had somewhat taken Hermione's love for granted. Now he truly missed it. Touching her hair, getting lost in her soft, brown eyes, basking in her brilliance.
Draco looked up as Hermione's eyelids fluttered open. He frowned and took his hand away from her's. Hermione immediately grabbed his hand, her eyes pleading.
"Did you mean it?" she asked in a whisper.
Draco closed his eyes and stood, withdrawing his hand from her's once more. He raked his hand through his hair as he put distance between Hermione and himself.
"You said you'd never let me go," she whispered as she sat up.
Draco opened his eyes and stared at her. "I can't stay away from you," he confessed in a whisper.
Hermione stood and hesitantly walked up to him. "Ma-Draco, is there something you're not telling me?" she asked.
Hermione's face was merely inches from his. Draco lifted his hand and caressed her cheek.
"I meant what I said earlier. I love you," he said.
He declined his head and brushed his lips against her's. He pulled away, a look of longing in his eyes.
"Don't forget me," he whispered.
He turned on his heel and swept out of the room. He slipped into he common room and opened the now unlocked door. Draco shut the door, not hearing Hermione's reply.
Hermione touched her lips as memories flooded back to her. Their entire relationship flashed before her eyes. She had seen the ring on his finger. It had a red tint, just like her's had been at that exact moment. Draco had given it to her. Hermione loved Draco. What had happened to make her lose those precious memories?
"I already did."
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Hermione walked into the Gryffindor common room and smiled. She missed the Gryffindor Tower. Now that she had her own common room, she didn't have to come to the Gryffindor common room anymore.
Ginny looked up and grinned. "I'm glad you could make it," she said, putting down her muggle, romance novel.
Hermione eyed Ginny. "WHAT are you wearing?" she asked.
Ginny was wearing a rather short, plaid skirt and a skin-tight, white tank top.
Ginny looked down and her grin became more mischievous. "Oh, just something I found lying around," she answered.
Hermione sent her a quizzical look.
"Me gots an idea," Ginny said in an insane, little voice.
Hermione laughed. "And what does 'The Great Ginny' propose?" Hermione asked.
"Pointless and idiotic chatter. I'm tired of having conversations about philosophy with 'The Great Know-it-all Granger'. I want you and me to be mindless idiots for a while," Ginny explained.
Hermione laughed even harder as she plopped rather ungracefully onto the couch. Ginny giggled and leaned against her pillow.
"Okay. Dad was talking about Prince William in one of his letters. I decided, 'Hey, Prince Billy is a hottie! I should find out if he's taken.' Then a thought occurred to me. Wouldn't it be funny if Kristin Venzian (A/N: Real life person! My insane friend. She may not be my switched-at- birth, long-lost, unidentical twin. She may be y uncle's father's granddaughter's son's cousin's cousin twice removed. Who knows?) got married to Prince William. She'd be Princess G.I. Jane. Wouldn't it be weird, thought? 'Cause she's all Short 'n' tough, Kick-butt, Haul-ass, Air force Superwoman," Ginny gushed.
Hermione grinned. Kristin was a navy/airplane obsessed seventh year Gryffindor who had 'mental issues'. The girl also liked drinking a muggle drink called a frappacino.
"I swear! Kris would spend more time with his jets and helicopters than with Will, himself," Hermione added. They both went into insane, giddy laughter.
Ginny nodded in agreement, holding her now aching-from-laughter tummy.
"What is your on cheese?" Hermione asked and glared at a few frightened looking first years. She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Ginny.
Ginny started drumming on her stomach. "Good for the soul," Ginny said.
Hermione grinned. "I couldn't agree with you more," she said.
Ginny flicked her wand and a tray full of coffee beans and cheese appeared. Ginny's eyes lit up and she eagerly popped a coffee bean into her mouth.
Hermione made a face. Ginny swallowed and flicked her wand again. Tow butterbeers appeared. Ginny failed to mention that there was more beer than butter in the drinks.
"I've always wondered." Ginny took a swig of her butterbeer and continued. ".Why do you say 'moose' for plural, when saying 'mooses' is so much more fun? Just say it. 'Many moose,' or 'Many mooses.'" Ginny said and giggled.
Hermione ate a cheese cube before drinking some of her butterbeer.
"Why not 'meeses'?" Hermione asked.
Ginny shook her head. "You've got it all wrong, Hermy," Ginny said.
Hermione shrugged and took another swig of her drink. She sighed and started humming 'Yankee Doodle.'
"HEY! Let's play truth or dare! Hermy! Truth or dare!" Ginny said.
Hermione looked as if she were thinking. "Dare." She braved the word without hesitation.
Ginny giggled giddy. "I dare you to make out with Malfoy!"
Hermione groaned. "What are the consequences if I refuse?" she asked but was getting excited.
"I'll give you a swirly," Ginny said in a giddy/deadly whisper.
Hermione stood. "I'll do it, but I WILL have my revenge," Hermione warned.
Ginny grinned and followed after Hermione. Hermione was delighted to see that the hall was deserted save for one person. Draco Malfoy.
"Malfoy!" Hermione yelled.
Ginny slipped behind a stature as Draco turned around. Hermione smiled as he drew nearer. She suddenly pushed him into an alcove and pushed her lips against his. Draco didn't hesitate to respond. It wasn't long before the kiss became more intense and deepened.
Draco suddenly withdrew and pinned her against a wall. "Hermione, are you drunk?" he asked in surprise.
Hermione stared at him blankly before taking on a dreamy look. "Hey. Did you know you're even hotter than Princy Willy?" She slurred before leaning against him for support.
Draco shook his head and picked her up. Both failed to notice Virginia Weasley follow them to Draco's room. Ginny grinned knowing Draco had deposited Hermione onto his bed, making her sleep.
Another step completed. Ginny just hoped that Hermione wouldn't remember about her 'revenge.' Ginny shook her head. Ginny had never been drunk. Hermione's drink contained more beer. Ginny's butterbeer was normal. Ginny giggled and popped another coffee been into her mouth. Today had been a long day.
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The long awaited chapter is finished! I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think. Also, spare me with some romantic ideas/scenes for them. I'm fresh out of ideas after this chapter. Much to my idioticy, I was eating coffee beans while I wrote this. I'm kind of giddy write now. I have a challenge! How many times did I say the word giddy in this chapter? Hehehe. Love ya Sarah! You're were my inspiration for this chapter! I doubt you'll ever read it! OH! Just to tell you. Ever since I started Moonlit Sapphire, Matt Alvarez (That's his pen name here on fanfiction.net) has been helping me with Draco. I know Draco's a bit sensitive even with Matt helping me, but Matt is putting in all his effort for a story he and Amelia Bailey are writing. Read and Review!
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I only own Alonzo, Demeter, and the plot.
This chapter is dedicated to Sarah Shorter. She is my unidentical, long- lost, switched-at-birth twin/counterpart. I am basing the more insane part of this chapter on a letter Sarah sent me. If you have a thing for moose (mooses & meeses), cheese, or coffee beans, then PLEASE review! Thank you!
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6. Insanity
Draco sat in a chair holding Hermione's hand. Hermione lay sleeping on the edge of the bed. They were in one of the branched off dorms. Hermione had fallen asleep from her fatigue.
When Hermione had passed out she had muttered his name over and over. She had begun thrashing, but he had held her close to stop her frantic movements. She had screamed in her unconscious state.
Draco caressed the back of her smooth hand with his thumb. Draco looked down and closed his eyes.
The past six or seven months had been hectic. He had somewhat taken Hermione's love for granted. Now he truly missed it. Touching her hair, getting lost in her soft, brown eyes, basking in her brilliance.
Draco looked up as Hermione's eyelids fluttered open. He frowned and took his hand away from her's. Hermione immediately grabbed his hand, her eyes pleading.
"Did you mean it?" she asked in a whisper.
Draco closed his eyes and stood, withdrawing his hand from her's once more. He raked his hand through his hair as he put distance between Hermione and himself.
"You said you'd never let me go," she whispered as she sat up.
Draco opened his eyes and stared at her. "I can't stay away from you," he confessed in a whisper.
Hermione stood and hesitantly walked up to him. "Ma-Draco, is there something you're not telling me?" she asked.
Hermione's face was merely inches from his. Draco lifted his hand and caressed her cheek.
"I meant what I said earlier. I love you," he said.
He declined his head and brushed his lips against her's. He pulled away, a look of longing in his eyes.
"Don't forget me," he whispered.
He turned on his heel and swept out of the room. He slipped into he common room and opened the now unlocked door. Draco shut the door, not hearing Hermione's reply.
Hermione touched her lips as memories flooded back to her. Their entire relationship flashed before her eyes. She had seen the ring on his finger. It had a red tint, just like her's had been at that exact moment. Draco had given it to her. Hermione loved Draco. What had happened to make her lose those precious memories?
"I already did."
~*~
Hermione walked into the Gryffindor common room and smiled. She missed the Gryffindor Tower. Now that she had her own common room, she didn't have to come to the Gryffindor common room anymore.
Ginny looked up and grinned. "I'm glad you could make it," she said, putting down her muggle, romance novel.
Hermione eyed Ginny. "WHAT are you wearing?" she asked.
Ginny was wearing a rather short, plaid skirt and a skin-tight, white tank top.
Ginny looked down and her grin became more mischievous. "Oh, just something I found lying around," she answered.
Hermione sent her a quizzical look.
"Me gots an idea," Ginny said in an insane, little voice.
Hermione laughed. "And what does 'The Great Ginny' propose?" Hermione asked.
"Pointless and idiotic chatter. I'm tired of having conversations about philosophy with 'The Great Know-it-all Granger'. I want you and me to be mindless idiots for a while," Ginny explained.
Hermione laughed even harder as she plopped rather ungracefully onto the couch. Ginny giggled and leaned against her pillow.
"Okay. Dad was talking about Prince William in one of his letters. I decided, 'Hey, Prince Billy is a hottie! I should find out if he's taken.' Then a thought occurred to me. Wouldn't it be funny if Kristin Venzian (A/N: Real life person! My insane friend. She may not be my switched-at- birth, long-lost, unidentical twin. She may be y uncle's father's granddaughter's son's cousin's cousin twice removed. Who knows?) got married to Prince William. She'd be Princess G.I. Jane. Wouldn't it be weird, thought? 'Cause she's all Short 'n' tough, Kick-butt, Haul-ass, Air force Superwoman," Ginny gushed.
Hermione grinned. Kristin was a navy/airplane obsessed seventh year Gryffindor who had 'mental issues'. The girl also liked drinking a muggle drink called a frappacino.
"I swear! Kris would spend more time with his jets and helicopters than with Will, himself," Hermione added. They both went into insane, giddy laughter.
Ginny nodded in agreement, holding her now aching-from-laughter tummy.
"What is your on cheese?" Hermione asked and glared at a few frightened looking first years. She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Ginny.
Ginny started drumming on her stomach. "Good for the soul," Ginny said.
Hermione grinned. "I couldn't agree with you more," she said.
Ginny flicked her wand and a tray full of coffee beans and cheese appeared. Ginny's eyes lit up and she eagerly popped a coffee bean into her mouth.
Hermione made a face. Ginny swallowed and flicked her wand again. Tow butterbeers appeared. Ginny failed to mention that there was more beer than butter in the drinks.
"I've always wondered." Ginny took a swig of her butterbeer and continued. ".Why do you say 'moose' for plural, when saying 'mooses' is so much more fun? Just say it. 'Many moose,' or 'Many mooses.'" Ginny said and giggled.
Hermione ate a cheese cube before drinking some of her butterbeer.
"Why not 'meeses'?" Hermione asked.
Ginny shook her head. "You've got it all wrong, Hermy," Ginny said.
Hermione shrugged and took another swig of her drink. She sighed and started humming 'Yankee Doodle.'
"HEY! Let's play truth or dare! Hermy! Truth or dare!" Ginny said.
Hermione looked as if she were thinking. "Dare." She braved the word without hesitation.
Ginny giggled giddy. "I dare you to make out with Malfoy!"
Hermione groaned. "What are the consequences if I refuse?" she asked but was getting excited.
"I'll give you a swirly," Ginny said in a giddy/deadly whisper.
Hermione stood. "I'll do it, but I WILL have my revenge," Hermione warned.
Ginny grinned and followed after Hermione. Hermione was delighted to see that the hall was deserted save for one person. Draco Malfoy.
"Malfoy!" Hermione yelled.
Ginny slipped behind a stature as Draco turned around. Hermione smiled as he drew nearer. She suddenly pushed him into an alcove and pushed her lips against his. Draco didn't hesitate to respond. It wasn't long before the kiss became more intense and deepened.
Draco suddenly withdrew and pinned her against a wall. "Hermione, are you drunk?" he asked in surprise.
Hermione stared at him blankly before taking on a dreamy look. "Hey. Did you know you're even hotter than Princy Willy?" She slurred before leaning against him for support.
Draco shook his head and picked her up. Both failed to notice Virginia Weasley follow them to Draco's room. Ginny grinned knowing Draco had deposited Hermione onto his bed, making her sleep.
Another step completed. Ginny just hoped that Hermione wouldn't remember about her 'revenge.' Ginny shook her head. Ginny had never been drunk. Hermione's drink contained more beer. Ginny's butterbeer was normal. Ginny giggled and popped another coffee been into her mouth. Today had been a long day.
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The long awaited chapter is finished! I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think. Also, spare me with some romantic ideas/scenes for them. I'm fresh out of ideas after this chapter. Much to my idioticy, I was eating coffee beans while I wrote this. I'm kind of giddy write now. I have a challenge! How many times did I say the word giddy in this chapter? Hehehe. Love ya Sarah! You're were my inspiration for this chapter! I doubt you'll ever read it! OH! Just to tell you. Ever since I started Moonlit Sapphire, Matt Alvarez (That's his pen name here on fanfiction.net) has been helping me with Draco. I know Draco's a bit sensitive even with Matt helping me, but Matt is putting in all his effort for a story he and Amelia Bailey are writing. Read and Review!
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