Rivals Pt.2
Cloud_strife_73
Once again the warning: Rated 'PG-13' for F/F relationship content. I told you so, so don't go complaining about me not saying nothing. Also all characters Belong to J.K. Rowling (as you all know)
By the way, I do like Draco, its just he seems so per
Hermione dashed to her seat after saying a quiet goodbye to Cho at the entrance to the Great Hall, then quickly took her seat next to Harry and Ron.
"So, what have you and Cho been up to?" asked Harry, in between bites of a turkey drumstick.
"..Studying." Hermione lied. "I'm sorry, Harry. I had to lie." she thought.
Ron only nodded, since his mouth was full of pumpkin juice.
"I don't think you guys could be any closer, Hermione." Harry responded.
'You don't know the half of it...' Hermione thought. "Yeah, but you guys will always be my closest pals." (this was true: Her, Harry and Ron had been through so much together, they had a special bond that surpassed normal friendships.)
They talked about various things during dinner, but every time Hermione glanced up towards the Slytherin table, she noticed Draco was glaring at her even more nastily than he normally did. Shrugging it off as him having a bad day (he deserved one) she continued dinner.
After dinner, Harry and Ron headed towards the dorms. Noticing that Hermione wasn't following, Ron turned to see what was up.
"Hermione, aren't you coming?" He noticed Cho coming out of the Great Hall a few seconds after his inquiry, stopping next to Hermione.
"Oh," she started. She glanced at Cho, who had a sly smile upon her face. "We...umm.. just have to talk for a bit." She finished.
"Ah, O.K., well, we'll see you in the common room to start on that essay assignment we have for Professor Binns." Harry responded. He and Ron then started down the corridor that led to the Gryffindor dormitories. After they had turned the corner, Cho and Hermione headed towards the Ravenclaw living quarters.
"So, what's up?" Cho asked as they started walking.
"Jus' wanted to walk you to your dorm." Hermione stated, entwining her fingers with Cho's, using such boldness at which she was surprised she had harbored inside all this time without knowing. Also surprised was Cho, who, Hermione noted as they passed a torch, was blushing furiously. "aww..." Hermione thought.
They reached the Ravenclaw entrance. Cho turned to Hermione and grinned. Cho was still blushing, although in a lighter shade. "Wanna come up?" she asked with a wicked smile.
Now it was Hermione's turn to blush. Then she murmured "I wish. But I gotta go back and help Harry and Ron on their essay."
"Pity. I wish they could do it on their own..." Cho thought for a second. "Think I could get a... one-on-one session with you sometimes?" She added, a grin spreading across her face.
"I think that could be arranged, most definitely!" Hermione giggled, almost as suddenly as she started she stopped, her expression serious, and pulled Cho into a embrace. Cho being an inch taller than Hermione, tilted her head down to look into Hermione's eyes, took a deep breath, and kissed her.
It was like a flame erupting in her mouth. All she knew that existed at this moment was Cho. Time had slowed to a standstill it seemed. She felt herself being pushed against the wall, persistent, yet gentle hands running over her body, as she felt her self automatically start doing the same in kind to the other witch. So many new and wondrous feelings coursed through her. As much as she regretted it, after 3 minutes of this sweet ecstasy, Cho pulled away.
"Don't wanna get caught, do you?" She said, after noticing her girlfriend's confused face.
"Oh..no, I guess not. I'll see you tomorrow then." Hermione started to go back to her own dormitory.
"Oh, and Hermione?" Hermione turned. "I love you."
"I...I..love you too, Cho"
Cho smiled. "G'Night!" And that profession of love being out of the way she ran up the stairs.
"Well, well, Granger" A voice came from the shadows, as she started heading to the Gryffindor common room.
She gasped as a figure stepped out of the shadows ... it was Draco Malfoy!.
"Well, well. So it seems the Mudbloods, along with being unworthy of even studying here, are lying backstabbers as well." Draco said, a glint of malice in his eyes.
"Draco. What are you doing here?" Hermione tried to ask in a casual tone, although there was a waver in her voice when she said his name.
"Oh," Draco responded, slowly walking in a circle, obviously enjoying Hermione's discomfort by the sadistic gleam shining in his pale cobalt eyes. "I was just taking an after-dinner walk, when all of a sudden, I come across you and Chang spit swapping. Now, how do you think dear Potter would take news of this...relationship?" A malicious smile spread across his pallid face, as he finished his slow circle around Hermione, now once again at his initial position.
"You wouldn't. Harry would never believe a word that came from your slimy mouth!" Hermione retorted, now over the initial shock of Draco's appearance, a defensive instinct started to surface.
Malfoy seemed unperturbed by Hermione's insult. Instead he continued. "Really? But perhaps.." he pulled a small rectangular box out of a robe pocket, that looked almost exactly like a tape recorder(except for the fact that electronics don't work on Hogwarts grounds, Hermione remembered). Draco took his wand out also and tapped the box.
'Repetitus.' Draco muttered. A tiny red light shone at the top of the box and Hermione had doubts that Harry wouldn't believe Draco after he heard this.
The whole conversation with Cho once they had reached the Ravenclaw dorm was repeated with perfect clarity, complete with intimate rustling noises towards the end. Once he had proved his point, Draco tapped the box once again and the red light flickered out.
"You knew.. that's why you followed us, isn't it?" Hermione demanded.
"My, aren't we as observant as we are cautious!" Draco answered snidely. " You know if you and Cho hadn't been all wrapped up in the pangs of puppy love, you may have realized that its not a good idea to walk past dark corners holding hands..."
"You...you" she faltered, knowing that although she hated it, Draco had her trapped. Feeling defeated, she sighed. "What do you want?"
Draco put the box safely back into the pocket it came from. "One thing, and after its done I'll destroy the box and Potter will never know...if you do what I ask."
"Well, what is it?" Hermione snapped. Inside, she was screaming at herself for not taking enough precautions, but the rational side of herself said that if she agreed to do what ever he said, then told Harry about her relationship, then she could avoid whatever sick demands Draco asked of her.
"Three weeks from now, the first game of the Quidditch season is Slytherin versus Gryffindor, as I'm sure you already know. What I want in exchange for keeping mum about this is...I want you to enchant Potter's broom before the game so he crashes ..oh let's say 3 minutes into the match. Nothing serious, of course...although I wouldn't mind if he stayed out of commission the entire season." He snickered evilly at his plan.
Hermione appeared to act shocked, then appeared to accept this awful task. In truth, she was going to confront Harry tomorrow, plus tell Dumbledore about Malfoy's attempt at blackmail (a serious offense; and the thing Malfoy wanted her to do could get him expelled easily) This way, even if Harry didn't want to be friends with her anymore, Malfoy couldn't do a damn thing to make Harry get injured at the match.
She tried to put an upset air into her voice to pull the act off convincingly. "Alright, Draco. I'll do it. Anything not to tell Harry."
Malfoy looked more smug than Hermione had ever seen him, a gleam of triumph evident in his eyes' locked unblinkingly on Hermione. "Very well. Until then Mudblood." He finished with a sheer. He turned around and walked quickly towards the Slytherin quarters.
Hermione raced back to her dorm, after waiting an appropriate amount of time so as not to run into Draco again, to think about what to do and how to break the news to Harry. As she entered the common room, she saw Ron and Harry arguing over what kind of battle diorama to do for their group project.
"I still say The Goblin Revoloution!" Ron muttered.
"But that'll be everyone's first choice, because it's one of the goriest wars we've studied in their so far." Harry argued.
Ron noticed Hermione. "Hey what's a good battle to do our project on? Knowing you, you'll probably have heard about one not even Professor Binn's heard of before."
Hermione stopped and thought. A split second later she answered. "How about the Dragon-Magi War?"
Ron and Harry gaped. "The WHAT?!" they both said.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Listen. I have something urgent to think about tonight. I'll tell you about it tomorrow night, O.K.?" With that, she ran up the stairs to the girl's section of the dormitories.
"Hermione? Too busy to do schoolwork??" Ron asked incredulously. "Whatever it is it must be very important."
"Well, if we can't get started tonight, we may as well go to bed now." Harry said.
Ron agreed to this by a loud yawn. As they were heading up the stairs to their room, Harry wondered just exactly what was on Hermione's mind.
End of Chapter 2
Cloud_strife_73
Once again the warning: Rated 'PG-13' for F/F relationship content. I told you so, so don't go complaining about me not saying nothing. Also all characters Belong to J.K. Rowling (as you all know)
By the way, I do like Draco, its just he seems so per
Hermione dashed to her seat after saying a quiet goodbye to Cho at the entrance to the Great Hall, then quickly took her seat next to Harry and Ron.
"So, what have you and Cho been up to?" asked Harry, in between bites of a turkey drumstick.
"..Studying." Hermione lied. "I'm sorry, Harry. I had to lie." she thought.
Ron only nodded, since his mouth was full of pumpkin juice.
"I don't think you guys could be any closer, Hermione." Harry responded.
'You don't know the half of it...' Hermione thought. "Yeah, but you guys will always be my closest pals." (this was true: Her, Harry and Ron had been through so much together, they had a special bond that surpassed normal friendships.)
They talked about various things during dinner, but every time Hermione glanced up towards the Slytherin table, she noticed Draco was glaring at her even more nastily than he normally did. Shrugging it off as him having a bad day (he deserved one) she continued dinner.
After dinner, Harry and Ron headed towards the dorms. Noticing that Hermione wasn't following, Ron turned to see what was up.
"Hermione, aren't you coming?" He noticed Cho coming out of the Great Hall a few seconds after his inquiry, stopping next to Hermione.
"Oh," she started. She glanced at Cho, who had a sly smile upon her face. "We...umm.. just have to talk for a bit." She finished.
"Ah, O.K., well, we'll see you in the common room to start on that essay assignment we have for Professor Binns." Harry responded. He and Ron then started down the corridor that led to the Gryffindor dormitories. After they had turned the corner, Cho and Hermione headed towards the Ravenclaw living quarters.
"So, what's up?" Cho asked as they started walking.
"Jus' wanted to walk you to your dorm." Hermione stated, entwining her fingers with Cho's, using such boldness at which she was surprised she had harbored inside all this time without knowing. Also surprised was Cho, who, Hermione noted as they passed a torch, was blushing furiously. "aww..." Hermione thought.
They reached the Ravenclaw entrance. Cho turned to Hermione and grinned. Cho was still blushing, although in a lighter shade. "Wanna come up?" she asked with a wicked smile.
Now it was Hermione's turn to blush. Then she murmured "I wish. But I gotta go back and help Harry and Ron on their essay."
"Pity. I wish they could do it on their own..." Cho thought for a second. "Think I could get a... one-on-one session with you sometimes?" She added, a grin spreading across her face.
"I think that could be arranged, most definitely!" Hermione giggled, almost as suddenly as she started she stopped, her expression serious, and pulled Cho into a embrace. Cho being an inch taller than Hermione, tilted her head down to look into Hermione's eyes, took a deep breath, and kissed her.
It was like a flame erupting in her mouth. All she knew that existed at this moment was Cho. Time had slowed to a standstill it seemed. She felt herself being pushed against the wall, persistent, yet gentle hands running over her body, as she felt her self automatically start doing the same in kind to the other witch. So many new and wondrous feelings coursed through her. As much as she regretted it, after 3 minutes of this sweet ecstasy, Cho pulled away.
"Don't wanna get caught, do you?" She said, after noticing her girlfriend's confused face.
"Oh..no, I guess not. I'll see you tomorrow then." Hermione started to go back to her own dormitory.
"Oh, and Hermione?" Hermione turned. "I love you."
"I...I..love you too, Cho"
Cho smiled. "G'Night!" And that profession of love being out of the way she ran up the stairs.
"Well, well, Granger" A voice came from the shadows, as she started heading to the Gryffindor common room.
She gasped as a figure stepped out of the shadows ... it was Draco Malfoy!.
"Well, well. So it seems the Mudbloods, along with being unworthy of even studying here, are lying backstabbers as well." Draco said, a glint of malice in his eyes.
"Draco. What are you doing here?" Hermione tried to ask in a casual tone, although there was a waver in her voice when she said his name.
"Oh," Draco responded, slowly walking in a circle, obviously enjoying Hermione's discomfort by the sadistic gleam shining in his pale cobalt eyes. "I was just taking an after-dinner walk, when all of a sudden, I come across you and Chang spit swapping. Now, how do you think dear Potter would take news of this...relationship?" A malicious smile spread across his pallid face, as he finished his slow circle around Hermione, now once again at his initial position.
"You wouldn't. Harry would never believe a word that came from your slimy mouth!" Hermione retorted, now over the initial shock of Draco's appearance, a defensive instinct started to surface.
Malfoy seemed unperturbed by Hermione's insult. Instead he continued. "Really? But perhaps.." he pulled a small rectangular box out of a robe pocket, that looked almost exactly like a tape recorder(except for the fact that electronics don't work on Hogwarts grounds, Hermione remembered). Draco took his wand out also and tapped the box.
'Repetitus.' Draco muttered. A tiny red light shone at the top of the box and Hermione had doubts that Harry wouldn't believe Draco after he heard this.
The whole conversation with Cho once they had reached the Ravenclaw dorm was repeated with perfect clarity, complete with intimate rustling noises towards the end. Once he had proved his point, Draco tapped the box once again and the red light flickered out.
"You knew.. that's why you followed us, isn't it?" Hermione demanded.
"My, aren't we as observant as we are cautious!" Draco answered snidely. " You know if you and Cho hadn't been all wrapped up in the pangs of puppy love, you may have realized that its not a good idea to walk past dark corners holding hands..."
"You...you" she faltered, knowing that although she hated it, Draco had her trapped. Feeling defeated, she sighed. "What do you want?"
Draco put the box safely back into the pocket it came from. "One thing, and after its done I'll destroy the box and Potter will never know...if you do what I ask."
"Well, what is it?" Hermione snapped. Inside, she was screaming at herself for not taking enough precautions, but the rational side of herself said that if she agreed to do what ever he said, then told Harry about her relationship, then she could avoid whatever sick demands Draco asked of her.
"Three weeks from now, the first game of the Quidditch season is Slytherin versus Gryffindor, as I'm sure you already know. What I want in exchange for keeping mum about this is...I want you to enchant Potter's broom before the game so he crashes ..oh let's say 3 minutes into the match. Nothing serious, of course...although I wouldn't mind if he stayed out of commission the entire season." He snickered evilly at his plan.
Hermione appeared to act shocked, then appeared to accept this awful task. In truth, she was going to confront Harry tomorrow, plus tell Dumbledore about Malfoy's attempt at blackmail (a serious offense; and the thing Malfoy wanted her to do could get him expelled easily) This way, even if Harry didn't want to be friends with her anymore, Malfoy couldn't do a damn thing to make Harry get injured at the match.
She tried to put an upset air into her voice to pull the act off convincingly. "Alright, Draco. I'll do it. Anything not to tell Harry."
Malfoy looked more smug than Hermione had ever seen him, a gleam of triumph evident in his eyes' locked unblinkingly on Hermione. "Very well. Until then Mudblood." He finished with a sheer. He turned around and walked quickly towards the Slytherin quarters.
Hermione raced back to her dorm, after waiting an appropriate amount of time so as not to run into Draco again, to think about what to do and how to break the news to Harry. As she entered the common room, she saw Ron and Harry arguing over what kind of battle diorama to do for their group project.
"I still say The Goblin Revoloution!" Ron muttered.
"But that'll be everyone's first choice, because it's one of the goriest wars we've studied in their so far." Harry argued.
Ron noticed Hermione. "Hey what's a good battle to do our project on? Knowing you, you'll probably have heard about one not even Professor Binn's heard of before."
Hermione stopped and thought. A split second later she answered. "How about the Dragon-Magi War?"
Ron and Harry gaped. "The WHAT?!" they both said.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Listen. I have something urgent to think about tonight. I'll tell you about it tomorrow night, O.K.?" With that, she ran up the stairs to the girl's section of the dormitories.
"Hermione? Too busy to do schoolwork??" Ron asked incredulously. "Whatever it is it must be very important."
"Well, if we can't get started tonight, we may as well go to bed now." Harry said.
Ron agreed to this by a loud yawn. As they were heading up the stairs to their room, Harry wondered just exactly what was on Hermione's mind.
End of Chapter 2