Chapter 12
Sit, Listen and You'll learn from me…..
(Sorry it took so long! School….)
~ two weeks from September 1~
"Harry, I can't do this by myself,"
"Hermione…ugh, I'm sorry, I have a Quidditch meeting,"
"Harry, our wedding is in a few months, please stay,"
We were in the common room, nestled in a corner whispering. Ron and Lavender were away in the Dorms, and Ginny sat stoned faced in front of the roaring fire.
"Honey, I'm sorry, I have to get ready…" I shook my head from side-to-side and when he reached for my hand I pulled away. He stared at me for a few minutes, and leaned into me. His lips touching mine, I bit his bottom lip, as if saying- "no". What was he doing? He thinks he can kiss me then think I'll forgive and forget? Of course…
"I'm sorry," he said laughing, "It's just that…when you get upset, your lip sticks out in such a cute way, ouch," Harry wiped away the blood on his lip. I smiled happily.
"When you come back Harry, we will be up all night finding out what we need,"
"I know Herm, I know," he leaned in this time to peck my cheek, but I pulled his mouth to mine.
"Don't kill yourself out there," I said holding his head in my hands.
"I won't love,"
He left and I nestled in a corner armchair, breezing through Bridal magazines. I sighed deeply and turned my attention to Ginny's strange appearance. She now rocked herself back and forth staring into the fire. A figure emerged from the shadows of the room, creeping itself near Ginny. I looked around, no one seemed to notice. The common room was filled with students chatting, working and lounging. The figure turned out to be Colin. He sat next to Ginny and pulled her close to him. Ginny looked up at him, as if pleading. He leaned towards her and…someone walked in front of me for a second… and Ginny's face was now looking down. Colin lifted her chin with his finger and she smiled. I read his lips. Come with me…
They stood and left from the common room.
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Raw and easy…
Just how I like it…
…with him?
"I don't know Colin," I said, twirling the engagement ring on my finger. Colin pushed me onto the soft mattress. We were in a hidden room, right off the corridor near the Potions dungeon. The room was dimly lit, and there was a bookshelf filled with old potion books, a desk, lamp, radio and the bed, a soft king-sized bed decorated with purple sheets. Colin was leaning over me.
"C'mon Gin, don't you want this? I do." Colin whispered. I thought of Draco's angry face when I told him what happened between Colin and me. He called me a whore and pushed me out of his room, with nothing but a nightshirt on. I could hear him stifle cries, as he leaned against the door. I sat on the floor in front of his door, pleading to come back in. I pushed him off of me.
"No, I don't want this, not with you, Draco…"
"What about Draco? He dumped you, he's over with, you have me now," as he said this, he leaned into me again, this time with force, I gave up. I let his roam me, I couldn't stop it…
"Ginny, what…where are you going?" I was up on my feet and ready to leave him in a vulnerable position.
Swing
Bam
Swoosh
I opened the door and he stopped me, slamming the door shut he lifted me up and tossed me onto the bed.
"What? Why can't you go after someone else? Why me? Why now?" I screamed. He laughed, crouching on top of me.
"Isn't this what you want? Isn't this what women want? A sex crazed animal? Or the poor, helpless freak, tell me please…You took advantage of me last year, remember? You turned my little life upside down. You took me, loved me, used me, had sex me, hurt me and stabbed my heart. It's time for revenge, and hopefully a sexual exploration. Go back to Malfoy, please do," he said pulling his shirt over his head. I wiggled under him, trying to get free. "But remember Ginny, I have half of you, and that half, is irresistible…"
I thought of last summer, what Colin did to me, and almost vomited, then I thought of the pain I suffered from Draco. What am I doing? I cried in my head, what the hell am I doing!? He tugged at my shirt and I stopped him.
"Here…" I said, unbuttoning my own shirt.
I was under the tides again, and this time, I don't think I'll survive.
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Crawling back to the common room, my bones ached. Slytherin had been on the fields, and with much arguing, we came to an agreement, we'd just play against each other, we won.
"Potter! Potter, wait, I need to talk to you," Draco shouted, running up the stairs to stand next to me.
"What Malfoy? We won honestly, no need for a rematch," I said exasperated.
"No Potter, do you think everything is about Quidditch?" Draco hissed.
"Then what?"
"It's about Ginny,"
"Ahhh, I see…problems in paradise?" I asked jokingly.
"Unfortunately, yes, she's been…cheating on me…with Creevy," he said bluntly.
"What the hell? I'm sorry about that Malfoy; I knew you loved her, and she did too, but, how long has it been going on?"
"Since the beginning of the fucking school year," Malfoy said, sitting on the steps. I sat beside him.
"What are you going to do?" I asked, resting my broom against my shoulder.
"I was hoping you can help me," Malfoy said, looking down at his folded hands.
"How?" I asked, bewildered.
"Tell her; tell her, to meet me at the Quidditch Pitch tomorrow before the game against Ravenclaw," Malfoy said standing up. "Tell her, I miss her, Harry," Malfoy said with a curt nod, climbing the stairs toward the Slytherian Common room. I shook myself. Did he just call me by my first name?
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I watched as Ginny slowly entered the common room. Lights were dimmer, people were in corners, and you could hear a pin drop. She flopped down on a couch, opposite of me. Colin came after her, briefly standing behind the couch looking down at her; he hurried to the boys' dorm.
Ginny stifled a groan. She rolled onto her side, and I could see tears streaming down her face. She rolled herself up into a ball and shook her head, as if trying to get rid of an image.
I came from out the shadows.
"Ginny," I whispered. She turned to me. Quickly she wiped away the tears and cleared her throat.
"Hey Hermione, what's up?" she asked, her voice trembling. Obviously, she was aware of voice and abruptly closed her mouth.
"Ginny, scoot over," I said. She moved over and I sat next to her. "Ginny, tell me, what was that about?" Ginny hesitated, and then said:
"Nothing, it's just…he wants to get back together, and I refuse to…"
"Ginny, please, I saw how you to interacted. Ginny, please, tell me, is he harming you? Did he touch you or threaten you?" Ginny smiled.
"Am I a child now? Do I need to be checked on 24/7 Hermione?" Ginny asked, pushing away from me.
"I want to help you,"
"You can't help me, no one can, it's my life, my life. If I want to cheat and have sex, then I'm entitled to it, without your opinions and resolutions."
"Stop it. Just a few minutes ago I saw you crying your brains out, I saw how you looked up at him, as if he's some demon…"
"Hermione…" Ginny whined. She tossed her arms around my body, and I hugged her.
"Shhh….Shhh…it's okay. Get over Colin. Ginny, don't give up a happy life for a quick orgy, it's not worth it. See here," I pointed to her engagement ring. "That means something, something powerful. Draco gave you that, not Colin. Draco tells you everyday he loves you, not Colin. Stick with the guy that has great promising."
Ginny sniffed and nodded.
At that time, Harry came through the door, having seen Ginny; he quickly restated what Draco had told him. Ginny almost fainted from joy.
As I sent Ginny to her dorm, and flip through magazines, yet again with Harry, I got a funny feeling, as if something bad was to happen. I heard the tiny, girlish voice of the Master.
"I own your life, and hers, soon, I will have all Hermione…Enjoy your fun and simple life. You think things are bad now…just wait my dear, just wait…
