A slit of sun tickled her face and slowly opened her eyes noticing she
wasn't in a place she remembered. She rolled over seeing a back, frowning
she pulled the curtains open and saw Blaise sleeping. Her mouth fell open
as she noticed both of them naked. How could she have done something so
stupid? Her mouth began to quiver as tears fell down her face. She didn't
waste anymore time to get out, finding her clothes and dressing quickly,
she flew out the door.
Draco's bed was still covered from view, and that, was the hardest part of the whole night, knowing that Hermione and Draco fucked. When she walked down the steps and into the common room, she found people lying around sleeping. Holding her mouth together from letting a cry escape, she ran out of the room.
Tearing up the steps and to the Gryffindor tower, pushing people out of the way and receiving glares, was more than she could handle. She burst through the portrait crying loudly, and running up the steps.
Ron and Harry who were sitting on the couch followed her up the stairs to the girl's dormitory.
She looked at the clock it was 1: 48 in the afternoon. Her roommates were gone, and she liked that she could now be alone. Falling face first on her bed, she began to wail. A knock came to the door, which she ignored. Hearing Ron and Harry right now was not what she wanted. How could she tell them what happened? How could she go on with her ordinary life? Most of all how could she look at Hermione and Draco the same? God Draco, she thought crying louder. How could Hermione do that, when she knew for a fact they had a bet? She hated her right now and didn't feel like ever talking to her again.
She now was the one who felt betrayed, crying harder than she ever had. Not wanting to leave, but closing off the door and lying there forever, was what she wanted. She didn't want to see anyone ever again. She felt as if she had let everyone down, but most of all she let herself down, going down the wrong path, and getting into everything she thought would never happen.
It was a bad idea, and it was all Hermione's fault. Never would she have even talked to Draco if it weren't for her. She should have stuck to her gut last night and left when she saw Draco. The party wasn't fun and it didn't bring any good.
Rolling over on her back and looking up at the ceiling, she felt her stomach grumble. She looked back up at the clock 2:15, way past lunch, and not another four hours till dinner. She cried silently, until she fell asleep..
**********
Hermione sauntered up to the Gryffindor tower, and her hair was a mess. Her clothes were all disheveled and she looked like she was running through bushes all night. Shutting the door, she looked up to see Ron and Harry crossed arms, staring at her.
"What?" she said grabbing her head and sitting down.
"What happened to studying?" Harry said while seating himself on the table in front of Hermione's chair, and Ron sitting on the arm of it looking down.
"What do you mean we studied" she shifted closing her eyes.
"Madame Pince said she hadn't seen you two all day"
Hermione looked up like she was a little kid getting caught sneaking cookies. She shrugged slowly as Ron muttered to himself standing up.
"You went to the party didn't you?" Harry snapped.
"No" she didn't dare look in his eyes.
"Look me in the eye and tell me"
She looked up "we didn't go, ok" she stood walking up the stairs to her room.
"They went I know they did" Ron almost whispered.
"I know, we'll get it out of them"
"Why does she have to lie about it?" Ron sat down looking into the fire.
"Because they went to a Slytherin party"
*********
Draco got out of the shower and dressed. He was tying his shoes when Blaise came in whistling, with a towel around his waist.
"Last night, dude" he laughed.
Draco didn't smile, just glared and then looked back down.
"So, what happened, with Granger I mean?"
"That isn't your business,"
"Well if you want your 250 galleons you will tell me, what happened?"
Draco stood straightening his robes "nothing" he walked past and to the mirror.
"It didn't sound like nothing" Blaise leaned against the desk.
Draco didn't reply, "Dude we could here the bed banging against the wall"
"Then you would know what that means, I fucked her, maybe I should get a bonus, saying all you wanted me to do was finger her"
Blaise shook his head, "no bonus, just the 250"
"Then cough it up asshole"
"Hey what is your problem?" Blaise snapped.
"Nothing, we all got what we wanted last night right, I mean how can I go after Ginny now?"
"So then you'll be paying me the 700"
"700?" Draco finally looked at Blaise.
"Ya, 300 hundred for kissing and 400 hundred for nailing her"
"That doesn't count, it's the same bet"
"Yes it does its two different bets"
"Well I am not paying you anything, you fucked her, and you knew we had a bet"
"Now hold on.you think I," Blaise burst out laughing.
Draco rolled his eyes and walked out of the room. He wasn't in the mood to talk to Blaise. Not really in the mood to talk to anyone, especially Pansy who was coming up to him.
"You fucked Granger?" she snapped.
"It was a bet"
"A bet?" Pansy mimicked crossing her arms and glaring at him.
"Yes a bet" he mimicked back in her ugly voice.
"So?"
"So what?" he snapped.
"What happened, who is the bet with?"
"That doesn't concern you babe" and she was left staring at the back of the portrait.
**********
Ginny woke up and looked at the clock it was 6:05, time for dinner. She was cold, so she put on a grey sweater and walked down the cold winding steps. She was still wearing the jeans from the previous night, and her hair was still straight. No one was in the common room, so she walked down to the great hall by herself.
Crossing her arms crossed her chest and walking like a lost child, she wasn't watching where she was going, and again running into the same boy from last week. She knew who it was and didn't look up.
He watched her shift her weight uncomfortably and stare at the ground.
"I didn't see you much at the party" she said quietly.
"Nor me you"
"Thanks for inviting me"
"Well I am sorry I ever did let a little Weasly go,"
She didn't look up but felt her lip quiver and nodded walking past him. He sighed and turned watching her walk away. She felt a few tears slide down her cheek as she reached the great hall. Sitting at the end of the table, she looked up and saw Harry and Ron at the head staring at her, and Hermione in the middle looking down at her food.
Her chin started to shake as more tears slid down her well proportioned face. Out of the corner of her watery eyes she saw a figure walk in with platinum blonde hair. She closed her eyes tightly looking away.
He walked to his table seating himself quietly next to Blaise, watching the little Weasly.
"I am in on the bet!" Pansy shrieked.
"What?" Draco said looking up.
"I am in on the bet, and so is Crabbe and Goyle"
"Come again?"
"You heard me, if you kiss Weasly we all are going to pay 300 galleons, but if you nail her I we raised the stakes to 8oo"
"800! Are you out of your fucking mind?
"I am not but you obviously are" she snapped.
He looked at her silently, not knowing what to say.
"Shake my hand" she said holding it out, he just stared at it.
"Come on shake it" he slowly raised his hand and placed it into hers, he didn't know why he did it, and he didn't want to look like a pussy.....
Draco's bed was still covered from view, and that, was the hardest part of the whole night, knowing that Hermione and Draco fucked. When she walked down the steps and into the common room, she found people lying around sleeping. Holding her mouth together from letting a cry escape, she ran out of the room.
Tearing up the steps and to the Gryffindor tower, pushing people out of the way and receiving glares, was more than she could handle. She burst through the portrait crying loudly, and running up the steps.
Ron and Harry who were sitting on the couch followed her up the stairs to the girl's dormitory.
She looked at the clock it was 1: 48 in the afternoon. Her roommates were gone, and she liked that she could now be alone. Falling face first on her bed, she began to wail. A knock came to the door, which she ignored. Hearing Ron and Harry right now was not what she wanted. How could she tell them what happened? How could she go on with her ordinary life? Most of all how could she look at Hermione and Draco the same? God Draco, she thought crying louder. How could Hermione do that, when she knew for a fact they had a bet? She hated her right now and didn't feel like ever talking to her again.
She now was the one who felt betrayed, crying harder than she ever had. Not wanting to leave, but closing off the door and lying there forever, was what she wanted. She didn't want to see anyone ever again. She felt as if she had let everyone down, but most of all she let herself down, going down the wrong path, and getting into everything she thought would never happen.
It was a bad idea, and it was all Hermione's fault. Never would she have even talked to Draco if it weren't for her. She should have stuck to her gut last night and left when she saw Draco. The party wasn't fun and it didn't bring any good.
Rolling over on her back and looking up at the ceiling, she felt her stomach grumble. She looked back up at the clock 2:15, way past lunch, and not another four hours till dinner. She cried silently, until she fell asleep..
**********
Hermione sauntered up to the Gryffindor tower, and her hair was a mess. Her clothes were all disheveled and she looked like she was running through bushes all night. Shutting the door, she looked up to see Ron and Harry crossed arms, staring at her.
"What?" she said grabbing her head and sitting down.
"What happened to studying?" Harry said while seating himself on the table in front of Hermione's chair, and Ron sitting on the arm of it looking down.
"What do you mean we studied" she shifted closing her eyes.
"Madame Pince said she hadn't seen you two all day"
Hermione looked up like she was a little kid getting caught sneaking cookies. She shrugged slowly as Ron muttered to himself standing up.
"You went to the party didn't you?" Harry snapped.
"No" she didn't dare look in his eyes.
"Look me in the eye and tell me"
She looked up "we didn't go, ok" she stood walking up the stairs to her room.
"They went I know they did" Ron almost whispered.
"I know, we'll get it out of them"
"Why does she have to lie about it?" Ron sat down looking into the fire.
"Because they went to a Slytherin party"
*********
Draco got out of the shower and dressed. He was tying his shoes when Blaise came in whistling, with a towel around his waist.
"Last night, dude" he laughed.
Draco didn't smile, just glared and then looked back down.
"So, what happened, with Granger I mean?"
"That isn't your business,"
"Well if you want your 250 galleons you will tell me, what happened?"
Draco stood straightening his robes "nothing" he walked past and to the mirror.
"It didn't sound like nothing" Blaise leaned against the desk.
Draco didn't reply, "Dude we could here the bed banging against the wall"
"Then you would know what that means, I fucked her, maybe I should get a bonus, saying all you wanted me to do was finger her"
Blaise shook his head, "no bonus, just the 250"
"Then cough it up asshole"
"Hey what is your problem?" Blaise snapped.
"Nothing, we all got what we wanted last night right, I mean how can I go after Ginny now?"
"So then you'll be paying me the 700"
"700?" Draco finally looked at Blaise.
"Ya, 300 hundred for kissing and 400 hundred for nailing her"
"That doesn't count, it's the same bet"
"Yes it does its two different bets"
"Well I am not paying you anything, you fucked her, and you knew we had a bet"
"Now hold on.you think I," Blaise burst out laughing.
Draco rolled his eyes and walked out of the room. He wasn't in the mood to talk to Blaise. Not really in the mood to talk to anyone, especially Pansy who was coming up to him.
"You fucked Granger?" she snapped.
"It was a bet"
"A bet?" Pansy mimicked crossing her arms and glaring at him.
"Yes a bet" he mimicked back in her ugly voice.
"So?"
"So what?" he snapped.
"What happened, who is the bet with?"
"That doesn't concern you babe" and she was left staring at the back of the portrait.
**********
Ginny woke up and looked at the clock it was 6:05, time for dinner. She was cold, so she put on a grey sweater and walked down the cold winding steps. She was still wearing the jeans from the previous night, and her hair was still straight. No one was in the common room, so she walked down to the great hall by herself.
Crossing her arms crossed her chest and walking like a lost child, she wasn't watching where she was going, and again running into the same boy from last week. She knew who it was and didn't look up.
He watched her shift her weight uncomfortably and stare at the ground.
"I didn't see you much at the party" she said quietly.
"Nor me you"
"Thanks for inviting me"
"Well I am sorry I ever did let a little Weasly go,"
She didn't look up but felt her lip quiver and nodded walking past him. He sighed and turned watching her walk away. She felt a few tears slide down her cheek as she reached the great hall. Sitting at the end of the table, she looked up and saw Harry and Ron at the head staring at her, and Hermione in the middle looking down at her food.
Her chin started to shake as more tears slid down her well proportioned face. Out of the corner of her watery eyes she saw a figure walk in with platinum blonde hair. She closed her eyes tightly looking away.
He walked to his table seating himself quietly next to Blaise, watching the little Weasly.
"I am in on the bet!" Pansy shrieked.
"What?" Draco said looking up.
"I am in on the bet, and so is Crabbe and Goyle"
"Come again?"
"You heard me, if you kiss Weasly we all are going to pay 300 galleons, but if you nail her I we raised the stakes to 8oo"
"800! Are you out of your fucking mind?
"I am not but you obviously are" she snapped.
He looked at her silently, not knowing what to say.
"Shake my hand" she said holding it out, he just stared at it.
"Come on shake it" he slowly raised his hand and placed it into hers, he didn't know why he did it, and he didn't want to look like a pussy.....