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Author: Love Carnage
Disclaimer: I have nothing to do with JKR.
This damn thing doesn't need a fancy summary because it's too damn short. Here's a shot: it would be a H/G, Hr/R and D/Pansy wailing fic and see who'd end up with who next.
Author's Note: This story involves foul words and sex so don't read it if you're honest enough to admit that you can't take it.
The fic is backed-up by the song from Maroon 5. I find the song and the music video both intoxicating and I only wanted to transport that spankin' mood in a fic even of it's only short. Anyway, enjoy and don't forget to review if you have an ass. Forgive me – not.
By now, you might have your own hunchie bunny of who's going to end up with who but just go on and read and let's see if you're right.
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Working Title: This Love
Chapter 3: She Ended Up With Him and Him With Her...Well Not Really
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I'll fix these broken things
Repair your broken wings
And make sure everything's alright
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"Well, well, well. We seem to find each other in comfort rooms a lot of time. I see you're no longer sloppy like you did before."
Ron turned around and couldn't help but grin. Pansy, who was walking toward him, was wearing a sexy red dress with a dropping neckline. "I see you're no longer sloppy too. In a good mood?"
They laughed. "Apparently, very much so now that you forgot to read the comfort room sign." She smiled at three girls who were looking at Ron as they got into the room.
"Oh, sorry!" He quickly disappeared out of the door. But when he got into the men's comfort room his grin quickly returned that the other guy taking a piss on another urinal looked at him uneasily. Ron, who was very much in a very good mood, looked at him and smiled. "What? You want me to pull your dick off for you?" The guy quickly left him in peace.
When Ron got out of the room, he was surprised to find Pansy waiting for him. He smiled.
"Still care to take my offer?" She said.
"What offer?" He said mischievously.
"My offer of me buying you a drink."
"Okay." And a few minutes later, they were talking to themselves in a private bar in an empty room. Pansy walked to a nearby table and looked down on a chess board.
"You might want to look into that, Weasley because I could beat you in chess."
Ron walked to her. "Oh, really?" He looked down on the unmoving pieces.
"Yes." She flopped down on a chair. "If only Voldemort chose to kill Draco when he was a year old, I would have been the one to get through that giant chess board and save his ass back in first year." Ron looked at her, thrown back, and saw that she was grinning.
"We'll see about that. But these Muggle chess board aren't moving. It's a damn bore." He frowned in disappointment.
"Want to make the game exciting?" Pansy asked with a glint in her eyes. "Then we'll make it more exciting."
"What are you saying?"
She shrugged innocently. "We'll make it strip chess if you like." She grinned again.
Ron couldn't help but grin, thinking that he could easily see her naked as she was wearing a dress. "Deal." So, why is it that an hour later, with only his pants, socks and underwear, he was grumbling as he took of his belt, and threw it aside with great annoyance? "There."
"Uh, uh." She shook her head. "The pants and the belt goes as one."
"What?! But–ugh." He grumbled and began to take his pants off. Pansy started laughing. "What?"
"Oh, nothing – you know it was a fair game. I just like the way you sound so annoyed."
Ron continued looking at her. "I should have known this was another Slytherin hates Gryffindor thing.
"No, it was a 'you sound sexy' sort of thing, dope." Ron found that he didn't know what to say or couldn't even find something to say. "Now, take your pants off, lover boy."
Ron grinned and off went his pants, and Pansy learned another information about Ron: he was that boxer kind of guy. "I'm still in the mood of beating you, you know, watch out."
"Bring it on, babe." Something told him this was going to be very enjoyable.
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My pressure on your hips
Sinking my fingertips
Into every inch of you
Cause I know that's what you want me to do
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Hermione and Draco broke apart from their very first – long – kiss. He could see the bad sign in her eyes and he acted as though he didn't see it. "Well, you gotta say, that wasn't bad for a first kiss."
Hermione stood up from the couch they were sitting on. It was as if she hit herself face-flat on a wall; she didn't even know how she got herself alone with Draco in a room. "Draco, I'm sorry. I–"
Draco stood up too and held her arms gently. "What?"
"I'm sorry but I can't."
"Can't what?"
"I can't do this. You've been a really good companion, you know. It's just that...I just can't do this. This, you and me thing, you know." Draco smiled and surprised her.
He let go of her. "Hermione, first thing, we're in the post-Graduation party we both worked hard for. Can't you see? We've graduated, Hermione. All that I have done to hurt you back in school; I could only wish you'd forgive me for–"
"I've already forgiven you."
"Then, please believe me that...I really like you, okay? You might not believe it but I've never felt like this before. I'm even calling you by your name." He laughed and Hermione laughed too. "I never knew it sounded so beautiful."
"Thanks." Draco held her by the upper arms again. "But you have to understand, Draco. I just can't do this." She stepped away from him. "I'm sorry, I really am." She bent down her head and began to walk away.
Draco looked after her with disbelief. Without thinking twice, he reached out and grabbed her. "Why?" Surprised, Hermione didn't answer immediately and he shook her. "Why?!"
"I–"
"What?!"
"I don't know, okay? But I'm sorry – I'm just not ready to get into a relationship!"
Draco shook her again. "Tell me, Hermione. How could one kiss hurt?"
"Stop it!" She tried to get out of his grip. "Let go, you're hurting me!"
But instead Draco pushed her down the couch. "You're not listening! I said I want you and you're not listening!" Hermione protested but Draco kissed her roughly on the lips. "How could kissing hurt?"
Hermione couldn't help her eyes from watering. His weight was bearing down on her, making it difficult for her to breathe. With all her strength, she pushed him away. "Get away from me!" She backed away to the door. "Stay the hell away from me!"
Draco looked at her with horror. "Hermione, I – I'm really sorry." He stepped toward her. "I–"
"I'm sorry too Draco but don't you ever come near me again." She ran out of the room, can't help the tears from coming.
Draco, his mouth half-open, slumped back on the couch. "Damn it!" He threw a glass against the wall. He couldn't believe how he had liked someone and how he had been turned down as fast and now he had to pay for it.
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This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye Too many times before
And her heart is breaking on front of me
But I have no choice Cause I won't say goodbye anymore
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"You, okay?" Harry asked, meeting Ginny's eyes after he saved her from a pervert drunk.
Ginny looked up smiling up at him. "I am now. You seem to save me a lot of times." She said and Harry wasn't able to say something as her boyfriend came.
"Hey, are you okay?" Anthony came breathless.
"Yeah, look after her, man." Harry said.
"I'm sorry. I will." He apologized.
"Okay, see you two around." He smiled at Ginny who was smiling at him. "Go enjoy the night." He nodded and walked away.
Harry turned back after a few moments and saw that Ginny was still smiling at him. He waved his hand with a thoughtful face and then he decided to leave the ballroom hall. For a few minutes, he walked by himself and met familiar faces with their own familiar faces. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the party. Then he remembered Hermione.
Just as he was wondering what was happening to her now, since he saw her leave the ballroom earlier with Draco, he bumped on her around a corner. "Hermione?"
She was crying. She looked up at him. "Harry."
"What happened?" He touched her shoulder and found that she was cold. He took his suit off and placed it around her. "Tell me, what did Malfoy do to you?"
Hermione wiped away her tears. "Nothing, let's get somewhere else alone, okay?"
Harry frowned, handing her his handkerchief. "Here. C'mon. I have an idea." He led her to the elevator.
A few moments later, still in the elevator, Hermione looked up at Harry. "Thanks, Harry." She had stopped crying but she still had hiccups.
Harry smiled down at her. "You're very welcome, Hermione." The elevator opened and Harry led her out. "C'mon." He held her hand and they entered a staircase and up at a door. They were at the rooftop.
"Wow." Hermione said a little thickly as she looked up at the sky and all the time Harry was just looking at her contentedly. "This is so...beautiful."
"And so are you."
Hermione looked at him awkwardly. "Harry, I–"
"No, no, I'm sorry. I just blurted it out." He said shaking his head and Hermione laughed. "What?"
"Nothing." She giggled and Harry frowned. "Are you sure you didn't swallow some kind of super hair gel when you were a kid? Your hair doesn't move, even when of you shake you head." She laughed and Harry laughed too.
"I think there was one time that I did." He nodded conversationally. "Dudley forced some into me and if it wasn't for magic in my blood, I wouldn't have revived when they did the CPR on me." Harry looked at her seriously and she didn't say anything. Then he grinned.
Hermione punched him on the shoulder. "That wasn't funny." Harry just laughed and she did too. After a while she said, "Thanks again Harry. Have I told you that if I'm with you, I really feel this...I feel so secure." She nodded.
"No you haven't told me that." A few moments of silence again and Harry felt at peak of saying to her how he felt when he saw her went away; when he had never wanted to see her as much before than he did earlier tonight; and how he felt when he saw her talk to Draco.
He instead asked, "So, how did that college thing go?"
"Well, I did go there and the dorms rocked. Girls could go up to the boys but when I learned my roommate's changes men like clothes, I said, 'Hell, I'm not going to stand to that!'" She laughed and Harry laughed to.
Harry sighed. "You're lying."
"How do you know?"
"I know you, Hermione." He smiled and Hermione smiled back.
"I know. I would always like how there wouldn't be anybody else in the world who knew and would ever know me like you do." She smiled up at the stars though this made Harry smile to himself. "Honestly? I thought by going to college; it would give me some meaning, you know. After the war, that was what I have ever wanted to have because I thought I have lost everything. I left, thinking that I was searching for something. But then I realized that I've left it all along." She looked at Harry.
"What was it?"
Hermione snorted. "Hmm, it's more like, who was it." She didn't say anything then she spoke, "Where have you been a while ago? I've been looking for you."
"I was – uh–" Then he stopped. "Hermione, where is this conversation going to?"
"It was you, Harry." She looked at him then she looked up at the stars again.
Harry sighed and they both looked at the sky. "I had been spending the night thinking about a person that I've detested when the party began and how her hair falls about her face. My problem was I was in love with a person I shouldn't be in love with because I thought she was in love with another person. But that was then." He said looking at her and Hermione looked at him with a blank face. "I'm not very good at this, am I?" He sighed again. "You know, I really want to kiss you. Just for you to know, Hermione."
"Then kiss me, you idiot." Hermione placed a hand behind his neck and pulled him down to her. The kiss sent shivers to her spine and her touch made the hair on his neck stand but that quickly faded as he was placing his arms around as if afraid to let her go. He never knew that this was all he had wanted to happen all these time.
Hermione placed both her hands up to his neck and he gathered her to him. As their faces moved, the way their noses touched their faces and as how Harry breathes the scent of her: unarranged memories flashed by his head. It was beautifully strange as they were all of her. Harry felt as though someone had placed the Occlumency spell on him again and it was as if he didn't know how to throw off the spell again, that he was again under the spell and the memories brought a choking feeling to his throat.
The times when they met for the first time on the train; the feeling he felt when he saw her lying on the bed petrified; the time when Harry and Ron got into a fight and how Hermione helped him through the tasks; how he felt when Ron told him that he and Hermione have been going out with each other all the time back; and how Hermione was the first one to know that he decided to ask Ginny out, all breezed through him now. Then he realized that he had never felt so happy.
When they broke their kiss, they were both closing their eyes and holding each other as if savoring this moment. Then Hermione stepped away from him, taking off his suit around her. She was smiling. "C'mon. Put it on. We need to get downstairs and formally close the party."
Harry, who thought she was having second thoughts, now smiled and took the suit from her. They held hand and together they left for downstairs.
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This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many time before
And my heart is breaking in front of me
But I have no choice Cause I won't say goodbye anymore
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"How many times do I have to tell you? I haven't seen her." She said louder this time to Draco as she was loosing her patience with him.
"What do you mean you haven't seen her?" His voice getting louder, himself. "I've looked everywhere and the record says she hasn't left the hotel."
"Look, here Malfoy if Ginny says she hasn't seen Hermione then she hasn't, okay?" Anthony said, putting up a finger.
"Then what if I say the last thing that would come out of your filthy sewer is your liver? I would rip your balls off so you wouldn't contaminate the rest of the world you screwed-up broomstick rapist!" People started to look at them.
Ginny went forward to Draco as Anthony looked as though he was going to faint. "Hermione was wrong all along about you Malfoy." She hissed and it flushed out the menacing look off his face.
"Uh, if it would be any consolation." Anthony said in a small voice. "Hermione's here." He nodded at Harry and Hermione's direction. They have just entered the ballroom hall.
Draco quickly left and Ginny frowned. "Hey, I'm just gonna go and see what's happening okay?" Anthony nodded approvingly; obviously he didn't want anything to do with Draco. Ginny sighed and left.
Ginny walked across the ballroom, containing herself as Draco looked to have making himself trouble ahead. The people were already staring and what she heard next only made her come closer to the scene as if proving to herself that she was hearing things wrongly.
"Piss, off, Malfoy. We love each other and there's nothing you can do about it." Harry was saying, the tone of anger clear in his voice as he placed Hermione behind him away from Draco who keep on advancing.
"Harry–" Hermione tried to say.
"Tell me, that isn't true, Hermione." Draco said, his voice defying what he was feeling inside. Ginny stood motionless there looking at how Harry was holding Hermione then at Hermione. But her mind was blocking the fact that it could be true.
"Yes, Draco. I'm sorry." She said in a small voice that it almost couldn't be heard.
"Ha." Draco said as if it was something funny yet he himself couldn't believe it. Then suddenly he grabbed Hermione away from Harry. "Why, Hermione?! Why do you say sorry all the time when you aren't?!"
"Stay the hell away from her!" Harry punched him on the face that sent him to the floor.
"Harry!" Hermione tried to go between them but he only placed her aside as Draco began to stand back up.
"Harry, what is going on here?!" Ginny spoke at last.
"Not now, Ginny!" Harry managed to say as Draco began to lung at him and the crowd parted, afraid to get in their way.
Ginny began to step back slowly. She didn't notice her eyes water. She could see how Harry and Draco was trying to kill off each other, how Hermione was trying to stop them and even called at her but she couldn't remember what she was saying to her so she backed out again. When she was about to turn around she could see guys coming around to stop Harry and Draco from finalizing their death warrants though Ginny couldn't seem to get it all into her head.
She turned around and left for the door. And when she got out of the door, all seemed strongly as obvious things are to her as things were not back there. Obvious was how much she was hurt to finally realize what Harry meant for her, how things had changed so quickly and how she regretted it now.
And now that she knew that, she couldn't help the tears from coming. She could remember how several people asked if she was fine and how she had shouted at the last one who did. She hurried out of the rolling doors as all she knew at the moment was how leaving could make her feel okay and maybe forget on how much she had given up.
She stepped on the curb and called for taxi.
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Author's Note:
Ha! So tell me if your guesses were right! I feel so evil right now and tell me if I should because...HAR, HAR, HAR! And I like it.
I know that wasn't a very good ending but I think that's what the song is all about, right? I'm guessing that you might be disappointed and I don't really wanna know if I want to change that. So, in merriment, I hope you did enjoy this damn short fic and I hope you'd review – bad, good, (if) foul, or immaculate.
Thanks anyway for even reading this so goodbye! Ta ta!
Author: Love Carnage
Disclaimer: I have nothing to do with JKR.
This damn thing doesn't need a fancy summary because it's too damn short. Here's a shot: it would be a H/G, Hr/R and D/Pansy wailing fic and see who'd end up with who next.
Author's Note: This story involves foul words and sex so don't read it if you're honest enough to admit that you can't take it.
The fic is backed-up by the song from Maroon 5. I find the song and the music video both intoxicating and I only wanted to transport that spankin' mood in a fic even of it's only short. Anyway, enjoy and don't forget to review if you have an ass. Forgive me – not.
By now, you might have your own hunchie bunny of who's going to end up with who but just go on and read and let's see if you're right.
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Working Title: This Love
Chapter 3: She Ended Up With Him and Him With Her...Well Not Really
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I'll fix these broken things
Repair your broken wings
And make sure everything's alright
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"Well, well, well. We seem to find each other in comfort rooms a lot of time. I see you're no longer sloppy like you did before."
Ron turned around and couldn't help but grin. Pansy, who was walking toward him, was wearing a sexy red dress with a dropping neckline. "I see you're no longer sloppy too. In a good mood?"
They laughed. "Apparently, very much so now that you forgot to read the comfort room sign." She smiled at three girls who were looking at Ron as they got into the room.
"Oh, sorry!" He quickly disappeared out of the door. But when he got into the men's comfort room his grin quickly returned that the other guy taking a piss on another urinal looked at him uneasily. Ron, who was very much in a very good mood, looked at him and smiled. "What? You want me to pull your dick off for you?" The guy quickly left him in peace.
When Ron got out of the room, he was surprised to find Pansy waiting for him. He smiled.
"Still care to take my offer?" She said.
"What offer?" He said mischievously.
"My offer of me buying you a drink."
"Okay." And a few minutes later, they were talking to themselves in a private bar in an empty room. Pansy walked to a nearby table and looked down on a chess board.
"You might want to look into that, Weasley because I could beat you in chess."
Ron walked to her. "Oh, really?" He looked down on the unmoving pieces.
"Yes." She flopped down on a chair. "If only Voldemort chose to kill Draco when he was a year old, I would have been the one to get through that giant chess board and save his ass back in first year." Ron looked at her, thrown back, and saw that she was grinning.
"We'll see about that. But these Muggle chess board aren't moving. It's a damn bore." He frowned in disappointment.
"Want to make the game exciting?" Pansy asked with a glint in her eyes. "Then we'll make it more exciting."
"What are you saying?"
She shrugged innocently. "We'll make it strip chess if you like." She grinned again.
Ron couldn't help but grin, thinking that he could easily see her naked as she was wearing a dress. "Deal." So, why is it that an hour later, with only his pants, socks and underwear, he was grumbling as he took of his belt, and threw it aside with great annoyance? "There."
"Uh, uh." She shook her head. "The pants and the belt goes as one."
"What?! But–ugh." He grumbled and began to take his pants off. Pansy started laughing. "What?"
"Oh, nothing – you know it was a fair game. I just like the way you sound so annoyed."
Ron continued looking at her. "I should have known this was another Slytherin hates Gryffindor thing.
"No, it was a 'you sound sexy' sort of thing, dope." Ron found that he didn't know what to say or couldn't even find something to say. "Now, take your pants off, lover boy."
Ron grinned and off went his pants, and Pansy learned another information about Ron: he was that boxer kind of guy. "I'm still in the mood of beating you, you know, watch out."
"Bring it on, babe." Something told him this was going to be very enjoyable.
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My pressure on your hips
Sinking my fingertips
Into every inch of you
Cause I know that's what you want me to do
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Hermione and Draco broke apart from their very first – long – kiss. He could see the bad sign in her eyes and he acted as though he didn't see it. "Well, you gotta say, that wasn't bad for a first kiss."
Hermione stood up from the couch they were sitting on. It was as if she hit herself face-flat on a wall; she didn't even know how she got herself alone with Draco in a room. "Draco, I'm sorry. I–"
Draco stood up too and held her arms gently. "What?"
"I'm sorry but I can't."
"Can't what?"
"I can't do this. You've been a really good companion, you know. It's just that...I just can't do this. This, you and me thing, you know." Draco smiled and surprised her.
He let go of her. "Hermione, first thing, we're in the post-Graduation party we both worked hard for. Can't you see? We've graduated, Hermione. All that I have done to hurt you back in school; I could only wish you'd forgive me for–"
"I've already forgiven you."
"Then, please believe me that...I really like you, okay? You might not believe it but I've never felt like this before. I'm even calling you by your name." He laughed and Hermione laughed too. "I never knew it sounded so beautiful."
"Thanks." Draco held her by the upper arms again. "But you have to understand, Draco. I just can't do this." She stepped away from him. "I'm sorry, I really am." She bent down her head and began to walk away.
Draco looked after her with disbelief. Without thinking twice, he reached out and grabbed her. "Why?" Surprised, Hermione didn't answer immediately and he shook her. "Why?!"
"I–"
"What?!"
"I don't know, okay? But I'm sorry – I'm just not ready to get into a relationship!"
Draco shook her again. "Tell me, Hermione. How could one kiss hurt?"
"Stop it!" She tried to get out of his grip. "Let go, you're hurting me!"
But instead Draco pushed her down the couch. "You're not listening! I said I want you and you're not listening!" Hermione protested but Draco kissed her roughly on the lips. "How could kissing hurt?"
Hermione couldn't help her eyes from watering. His weight was bearing down on her, making it difficult for her to breathe. With all her strength, she pushed him away. "Get away from me!" She backed away to the door. "Stay the hell away from me!"
Draco looked at her with horror. "Hermione, I – I'm really sorry." He stepped toward her. "I–"
"I'm sorry too Draco but don't you ever come near me again." She ran out of the room, can't help the tears from coming.
Draco, his mouth half-open, slumped back on the couch. "Damn it!" He threw a glass against the wall. He couldn't believe how he had liked someone and how he had been turned down as fast and now he had to pay for it.
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This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye Too many times before
And her heart is breaking on front of me
But I have no choice Cause I won't say goodbye anymore
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"You, okay?" Harry asked, meeting Ginny's eyes after he saved her from a pervert drunk.
Ginny looked up smiling up at him. "I am now. You seem to save me a lot of times." She said and Harry wasn't able to say something as her boyfriend came.
"Hey, are you okay?" Anthony came breathless.
"Yeah, look after her, man." Harry said.
"I'm sorry. I will." He apologized.
"Okay, see you two around." He smiled at Ginny who was smiling at him. "Go enjoy the night." He nodded and walked away.
Harry turned back after a few moments and saw that Ginny was still smiling at him. He waved his hand with a thoughtful face and then he decided to leave the ballroom hall. For a few minutes, he walked by himself and met familiar faces with their own familiar faces. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the party. Then he remembered Hermione.
Just as he was wondering what was happening to her now, since he saw her leave the ballroom earlier with Draco, he bumped on her around a corner. "Hermione?"
She was crying. She looked up at him. "Harry."
"What happened?" He touched her shoulder and found that she was cold. He took his suit off and placed it around her. "Tell me, what did Malfoy do to you?"
Hermione wiped away her tears. "Nothing, let's get somewhere else alone, okay?"
Harry frowned, handing her his handkerchief. "Here. C'mon. I have an idea." He led her to the elevator.
A few moments later, still in the elevator, Hermione looked up at Harry. "Thanks, Harry." She had stopped crying but she still had hiccups.
Harry smiled down at her. "You're very welcome, Hermione." The elevator opened and Harry led her out. "C'mon." He held her hand and they entered a staircase and up at a door. They were at the rooftop.
"Wow." Hermione said a little thickly as she looked up at the sky and all the time Harry was just looking at her contentedly. "This is so...beautiful."
"And so are you."
Hermione looked at him awkwardly. "Harry, I–"
"No, no, I'm sorry. I just blurted it out." He said shaking his head and Hermione laughed. "What?"
"Nothing." She giggled and Harry frowned. "Are you sure you didn't swallow some kind of super hair gel when you were a kid? Your hair doesn't move, even when of you shake you head." She laughed and Harry laughed too.
"I think there was one time that I did." He nodded conversationally. "Dudley forced some into me and if it wasn't for magic in my blood, I wouldn't have revived when they did the CPR on me." Harry looked at her seriously and she didn't say anything. Then he grinned.
Hermione punched him on the shoulder. "That wasn't funny." Harry just laughed and she did too. After a while she said, "Thanks again Harry. Have I told you that if I'm with you, I really feel this...I feel so secure." She nodded.
"No you haven't told me that." A few moments of silence again and Harry felt at peak of saying to her how he felt when he saw her went away; when he had never wanted to see her as much before than he did earlier tonight; and how he felt when he saw her talk to Draco.
He instead asked, "So, how did that college thing go?"
"Well, I did go there and the dorms rocked. Girls could go up to the boys but when I learned my roommate's changes men like clothes, I said, 'Hell, I'm not going to stand to that!'" She laughed and Harry laughed to.
Harry sighed. "You're lying."
"How do you know?"
"I know you, Hermione." He smiled and Hermione smiled back.
"I know. I would always like how there wouldn't be anybody else in the world who knew and would ever know me like you do." She smiled up at the stars though this made Harry smile to himself. "Honestly? I thought by going to college; it would give me some meaning, you know. After the war, that was what I have ever wanted to have because I thought I have lost everything. I left, thinking that I was searching for something. But then I realized that I've left it all along." She looked at Harry.
"What was it?"
Hermione snorted. "Hmm, it's more like, who was it." She didn't say anything then she spoke, "Where have you been a while ago? I've been looking for you."
"I was – uh–" Then he stopped. "Hermione, where is this conversation going to?"
"It was you, Harry." She looked at him then she looked up at the stars again.
Harry sighed and they both looked at the sky. "I had been spending the night thinking about a person that I've detested when the party began and how her hair falls about her face. My problem was I was in love with a person I shouldn't be in love with because I thought she was in love with another person. But that was then." He said looking at her and Hermione looked at him with a blank face. "I'm not very good at this, am I?" He sighed again. "You know, I really want to kiss you. Just for you to know, Hermione."
"Then kiss me, you idiot." Hermione placed a hand behind his neck and pulled him down to her. The kiss sent shivers to her spine and her touch made the hair on his neck stand but that quickly faded as he was placing his arms around as if afraid to let her go. He never knew that this was all he had wanted to happen all these time.
Hermione placed both her hands up to his neck and he gathered her to him. As their faces moved, the way their noses touched their faces and as how Harry breathes the scent of her: unarranged memories flashed by his head. It was beautifully strange as they were all of her. Harry felt as though someone had placed the Occlumency spell on him again and it was as if he didn't know how to throw off the spell again, that he was again under the spell and the memories brought a choking feeling to his throat.
The times when they met for the first time on the train; the feeling he felt when he saw her lying on the bed petrified; the time when Harry and Ron got into a fight and how Hermione helped him through the tasks; how he felt when Ron told him that he and Hermione have been going out with each other all the time back; and how Hermione was the first one to know that he decided to ask Ginny out, all breezed through him now. Then he realized that he had never felt so happy.
When they broke their kiss, they were both closing their eyes and holding each other as if savoring this moment. Then Hermione stepped away from him, taking off his suit around her. She was smiling. "C'mon. Put it on. We need to get downstairs and formally close the party."
Harry, who thought she was having second thoughts, now smiled and took the suit from her. They held hand and together they left for downstairs.
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This love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many time before
And my heart is breaking in front of me
But I have no choice Cause I won't say goodbye anymore
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"How many times do I have to tell you? I haven't seen her." She said louder this time to Draco as she was loosing her patience with him.
"What do you mean you haven't seen her?" His voice getting louder, himself. "I've looked everywhere and the record says she hasn't left the hotel."
"Look, here Malfoy if Ginny says she hasn't seen Hermione then she hasn't, okay?" Anthony said, putting up a finger.
"Then what if I say the last thing that would come out of your filthy sewer is your liver? I would rip your balls off so you wouldn't contaminate the rest of the world you screwed-up broomstick rapist!" People started to look at them.
Ginny went forward to Draco as Anthony looked as though he was going to faint. "Hermione was wrong all along about you Malfoy." She hissed and it flushed out the menacing look off his face.
"Uh, if it would be any consolation." Anthony said in a small voice. "Hermione's here." He nodded at Harry and Hermione's direction. They have just entered the ballroom hall.
Draco quickly left and Ginny frowned. "Hey, I'm just gonna go and see what's happening okay?" Anthony nodded approvingly; obviously he didn't want anything to do with Draco. Ginny sighed and left.
Ginny walked across the ballroom, containing herself as Draco looked to have making himself trouble ahead. The people were already staring and what she heard next only made her come closer to the scene as if proving to herself that she was hearing things wrongly.
"Piss, off, Malfoy. We love each other and there's nothing you can do about it." Harry was saying, the tone of anger clear in his voice as he placed Hermione behind him away from Draco who keep on advancing.
"Harry–" Hermione tried to say.
"Tell me, that isn't true, Hermione." Draco said, his voice defying what he was feeling inside. Ginny stood motionless there looking at how Harry was holding Hermione then at Hermione. But her mind was blocking the fact that it could be true.
"Yes, Draco. I'm sorry." She said in a small voice that it almost couldn't be heard.
"Ha." Draco said as if it was something funny yet he himself couldn't believe it. Then suddenly he grabbed Hermione away from Harry. "Why, Hermione?! Why do you say sorry all the time when you aren't?!"
"Stay the hell away from her!" Harry punched him on the face that sent him to the floor.
"Harry!" Hermione tried to go between them but he only placed her aside as Draco began to stand back up.
"Harry, what is going on here?!" Ginny spoke at last.
"Not now, Ginny!" Harry managed to say as Draco began to lung at him and the crowd parted, afraid to get in their way.
Ginny began to step back slowly. She didn't notice her eyes water. She could see how Harry and Draco was trying to kill off each other, how Hermione was trying to stop them and even called at her but she couldn't remember what she was saying to her so she backed out again. When she was about to turn around she could see guys coming around to stop Harry and Draco from finalizing their death warrants though Ginny couldn't seem to get it all into her head.
She turned around and left for the door. And when she got out of the door, all seemed strongly as obvious things are to her as things were not back there. Obvious was how much she was hurt to finally realize what Harry meant for her, how things had changed so quickly and how she regretted it now.
And now that she knew that, she couldn't help the tears from coming. She could remember how several people asked if she was fine and how she had shouted at the last one who did. She hurried out of the rolling doors as all she knew at the moment was how leaving could make her feel okay and maybe forget on how much she had given up.
She stepped on the curb and called for taxi.
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Author's Note:
Ha! So tell me if your guesses were right! I feel so evil right now and tell me if I should because...HAR, HAR, HAR! And I like it.
I know that wasn't a very good ending but I think that's what the song is all about, right? I'm guessing that you might be disappointed and I don't really wanna know if I want to change that. So, in merriment, I hope you did enjoy this damn short fic and I hope you'd review – bad, good, (if) foul, or immaculate.
Thanks anyway for even reading this so goodbye! Ta ta!