A/N: I'm sorry for not updating since forever... hee hee hee... my fault...
sorry. Well I know this story is kind of corny, but I'm trying ok.... Give
me a few chapters...
I SWEAR THIS IS A HERMIONE/DRACO FIC!!! I PROMISE!!! Just let me get over
the 'summer happenings'... it'll all be good... Honest... It takes time...
I think... Oh well.. This is just a really screwed fic....
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for what I own....
Chapter Six: Harry's Denial
"RON!" Harry tackled a red headed boy emerging from the glass doors, carrying a large trunk out with him.
Hermione joined in the embrace. Ron let go of Harry and picked her up, he crushed her against his chest.
"Ron you're squishing me!" Hermione struggled to breathe.
"I'm sorry," he placed her down gently. "I missed you guy-" Ron stared open mouthed at Hermione. It reminded her of a fish out of water.
Hermione blushed. After the concert, she had taken beauty tips from Maya. Mostly because of Travis. Travis was currently waiting in the parking lot for her. They had spent a lot of time together in the past two weeks. He had taken her to see concerts, and places in Sudbury. She knew she had fallen for him, and fallen hard. She thought about him constantly, it was almost scary. He plagued her thoughts, some times she wondered if he knew that she thought about him like this.
Harry had been a little cold toward her lately. He tried to burn holes into the pavement with his eyes as Ron gawked at their best friend.
"You ok Ron?" Hermione asked politely, smirking slightly at her friend's reaction.
"Ye-ah, fine," Ron smiled weakly. "What happened to you?"
"You don't like the new look?" Hermione frowned slightly.
"No, no, it's fine," Ron smiled reassuringly.
"Thanks Maya helped out," she spun around to show him. "She took my shopping."
"Maya?" Ron inquired.
"My cousin," Hermione informed him.
"I thought you hated them?"
"Well, I uh, well," Hermione started. "People can change."
"You or them?" Harry shot.
Hermione glared at him. "Let's go, we have so much to catch up on," Hermione led Ron out the door, Harry followed slowly.
"You know 'Mione, I, well. You know how we've always been close, and well I thought maybe this summer, maybe we could. You know if you weren't," Ron stumbled along, dragging his trunk.
Hermione grabbed his arm. "Ron I want you to meet some one!" Hermione took off running.
Ron watched as Hermione jumped a tall boy with blue hair. He watched as they kissed, and the boy's hands traveled down her waist. He couldn't take anymore, he shut his eyes.
"And that would be dear 'Mione's boyfriend," Harry came up from behind Ron. "Here let me help you with your trunk."
Ron clenched his fists.
"I know man, I know," Harry said sympathetically, patting his friend on the shoulder.
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Later that evening Harry was helping Ron get settled in the basements living/guest room. The men had to share the basement and the girls shared a room on the second floor. There was three rooms in the basement, one was Draven's room, and was fairly big, but Harry's and Ron's room's could barely fit a bed in them, so they had to leave there trunks in the living room.
"I can't believe she let him touch her like that," Ron said through gritted teeth.
"They go out a lot," Harry told him. "She has a tongue ring now."
"WHAT!?!" Ron momentarily flipped out. "What's a tongue ring?"
There was a cold laugh from behind Draven's door. Draven swung his door open, and stepped out.
A picture of Malfoy, flashed across Harry's mind. "Something humor you, Draven?"
Draven smirked. "Why yes actually, there is. You both have it in for my cousin," Draven tried to hold back his mirth.
Harry and Ron looked at each other, like that was the stupidest thing you ever heard.
Draven put on his fake British accent, which he mastered from watching Spike off Buffy the Vampire Slayer, with his little sister Maya. "You blokes, got it bad for my cousin."
Harry shook his head, but Ron stared at the ground like his hand had just been caught in the cookie jar.
"Come on Harry, be a man. Admit it," Draven told him. "Hell, if she wasn't me cousin, I'd probably be skirt chasen' her too."
Harry quivered at the thought. Only one word came to mind. Incest.
Draven stared Harry down. "I noticed the way you looked at her when she was with that blue haired dude. I saw you salivating when she walked down those stairs that night right before the concert," Draven leaned forward. "The way her tank top hugged her chest in all the right places, the way her skirt hiked up when she moved, the way her hips swayed as she walked."
Harry had closed his eye's remembering that night.
"You watched her lips move when she spoke, they way she licked her lips nervously," Draven went on. "I bet you were imagining what else that tongue could-"
"SHUT UP!" Harry yelled, his face was slightly flushed. "That's enough."
Draven smirked. "I knew you had a thing for her."
"I don't know how you can talk about your cousin like that," Harry said disgusted.
Draven grinned, ignoring his comment. "You're just mad because you never thought about Hermione that way. Because you only saw her as a friend, not someone you could be intimate with. My sister made Hermione into what she is. And you never noticed her before. You base everything on looks don't you?" Draven sneered. "I bet 'Mione has watched you go through, girl, after girl, and you never once thought about her. And now she's happy," Draven told them. "She loves someone and it's not you, and you hate that. You nauseate me. The both of you," Draven told them, calmly leaving them in a dazed state. He walked up the stairs.
Harry looked at the ground, his face flushed with anger. "He's right," he whispered to Ron. )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o-)O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O(
"Hey Maya!" Hermione beamed at her cousin, Travis had just dropped her off.
"Hey 'Mione," Maya said less enthusiastically.
Hermione looked at the saddened expression of her cousin. "What's the matter?"
Maya sighed. "You're never around anymore 'Mione. We were getting along so well, I just miss you that's all. It was really fun with you around, we did stuff together. I like having another girl around the house."
"I'm sorry Maya," Hermione wrapped her arms around her cousin. "Tomorrow we'll have an us day."
"It's not just me that's missing you 'Mione," Maya told her, hugging her back. "You barely talked to Ron since he got here. I don't know what's up with Harry, he's mopping around like a sick puppy, and Draven stormed out of here half and hour ago, for God only knows why," Maya told her everyone else's problems. "I think tomorrow we should do something crazy tomorrow, all of us!"
"That sounds great Maya!" Hermione broke the hug. "But what?"
Maya smirked; it made Hermione wonder if she looked like that when she smiled.
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"Harry," Hermione whispered into Harry's ear. "Harry wake up," she whispered again. "Hmm," Hermione thought for a second. She snaked her hands under the sheets, and tickled Harry's sides evilly.
Harry groaned, finally he stirred awake. He pinned is assailant under him.
Hermione struggled to get free, but he wouldn't let her move. They stayed there for a few minutes. No one moved, and no one said anything. Eventually Hermione couldn't take it anymore. "Um, Harry. Can you let me go now?"
"Oh right. Sorry Hermione," Harry got off of her and sat on his bed not facing her.
"We're going out today, all of us. Maya has a little trip planed for us," Hermione smiled sweetly at him. But he wasn't looking at her, his back was to her. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and she wondered if he was wearing anything at all. He was wrapped up in a comforter. Hermione shook her head at the thought. Noticing she wasn't getting anywhere Hermione went to wake up Ron.
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A/N: I've been working all day on this... I'm not sure if Draven is a good cousin, or a bad cousin... I'm pretty sure he can go either way... Some times he's cool... Some times he's evil... Sometimes I don't think he cares... This is a work in progress... hope you enjoyed... I'll write more in a bit... I'm getting threats from reviewers from my other stories... tee hee hee... well TBC... Crimson Dragoness
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for what I own....
Chapter Six: Harry's Denial
"RON!" Harry tackled a red headed boy emerging from the glass doors, carrying a large trunk out with him.
Hermione joined in the embrace. Ron let go of Harry and picked her up, he crushed her against his chest.
"Ron you're squishing me!" Hermione struggled to breathe.
"I'm sorry," he placed her down gently. "I missed you guy-" Ron stared open mouthed at Hermione. It reminded her of a fish out of water.
Hermione blushed. After the concert, she had taken beauty tips from Maya. Mostly because of Travis. Travis was currently waiting in the parking lot for her. They had spent a lot of time together in the past two weeks. He had taken her to see concerts, and places in Sudbury. She knew she had fallen for him, and fallen hard. She thought about him constantly, it was almost scary. He plagued her thoughts, some times she wondered if he knew that she thought about him like this.
Harry had been a little cold toward her lately. He tried to burn holes into the pavement with his eyes as Ron gawked at their best friend.
"You ok Ron?" Hermione asked politely, smirking slightly at her friend's reaction.
"Ye-ah, fine," Ron smiled weakly. "What happened to you?"
"You don't like the new look?" Hermione frowned slightly.
"No, no, it's fine," Ron smiled reassuringly.
"Thanks Maya helped out," she spun around to show him. "She took my shopping."
"Maya?" Ron inquired.
"My cousin," Hermione informed him.
"I thought you hated them?"
"Well, I uh, well," Hermione started. "People can change."
"You or them?" Harry shot.
Hermione glared at him. "Let's go, we have so much to catch up on," Hermione led Ron out the door, Harry followed slowly.
"You know 'Mione, I, well. You know how we've always been close, and well I thought maybe this summer, maybe we could. You know if you weren't," Ron stumbled along, dragging his trunk.
Hermione grabbed his arm. "Ron I want you to meet some one!" Hermione took off running.
Ron watched as Hermione jumped a tall boy with blue hair. He watched as they kissed, and the boy's hands traveled down her waist. He couldn't take anymore, he shut his eyes.
"And that would be dear 'Mione's boyfriend," Harry came up from behind Ron. "Here let me help you with your trunk."
Ron clenched his fists.
"I know man, I know," Harry said sympathetically, patting his friend on the shoulder.
)O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o-)O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O(
Later that evening Harry was helping Ron get settled in the basements living/guest room. The men had to share the basement and the girls shared a room on the second floor. There was three rooms in the basement, one was Draven's room, and was fairly big, but Harry's and Ron's room's could barely fit a bed in them, so they had to leave there trunks in the living room.
"I can't believe she let him touch her like that," Ron said through gritted teeth.
"They go out a lot," Harry told him. "She has a tongue ring now."
"WHAT!?!" Ron momentarily flipped out. "What's a tongue ring?"
There was a cold laugh from behind Draven's door. Draven swung his door open, and stepped out.
A picture of Malfoy, flashed across Harry's mind. "Something humor you, Draven?"
Draven smirked. "Why yes actually, there is. You both have it in for my cousin," Draven tried to hold back his mirth.
Harry and Ron looked at each other, like that was the stupidest thing you ever heard.
Draven put on his fake British accent, which he mastered from watching Spike off Buffy the Vampire Slayer, with his little sister Maya. "You blokes, got it bad for my cousin."
Harry shook his head, but Ron stared at the ground like his hand had just been caught in the cookie jar.
"Come on Harry, be a man. Admit it," Draven told him. "Hell, if she wasn't me cousin, I'd probably be skirt chasen' her too."
Harry quivered at the thought. Only one word came to mind. Incest.
Draven stared Harry down. "I noticed the way you looked at her when she was with that blue haired dude. I saw you salivating when she walked down those stairs that night right before the concert," Draven leaned forward. "The way her tank top hugged her chest in all the right places, the way her skirt hiked up when she moved, the way her hips swayed as she walked."
Harry had closed his eye's remembering that night.
"You watched her lips move when she spoke, they way she licked her lips nervously," Draven went on. "I bet you were imagining what else that tongue could-"
"SHUT UP!" Harry yelled, his face was slightly flushed. "That's enough."
Draven smirked. "I knew you had a thing for her."
"I don't know how you can talk about your cousin like that," Harry said disgusted.
Draven grinned, ignoring his comment. "You're just mad because you never thought about Hermione that way. Because you only saw her as a friend, not someone you could be intimate with. My sister made Hermione into what she is. And you never noticed her before. You base everything on looks don't you?" Draven sneered. "I bet 'Mione has watched you go through, girl, after girl, and you never once thought about her. And now she's happy," Draven told them. "She loves someone and it's not you, and you hate that. You nauseate me. The both of you," Draven told them, calmly leaving them in a dazed state. He walked up the stairs.
Harry looked at the ground, his face flushed with anger. "He's right," he whispered to Ron. )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o-)O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O( -o- )O(
"Hey Maya!" Hermione beamed at her cousin, Travis had just dropped her off.
"Hey 'Mione," Maya said less enthusiastically.
Hermione looked at the saddened expression of her cousin. "What's the matter?"
Maya sighed. "You're never around anymore 'Mione. We were getting along so well, I just miss you that's all. It was really fun with you around, we did stuff together. I like having another girl around the house."
"I'm sorry Maya," Hermione wrapped her arms around her cousin. "Tomorrow we'll have an us day."
"It's not just me that's missing you 'Mione," Maya told her, hugging her back. "You barely talked to Ron since he got here. I don't know what's up with Harry, he's mopping around like a sick puppy, and Draven stormed out of here half and hour ago, for God only knows why," Maya told her everyone else's problems. "I think tomorrow we should do something crazy tomorrow, all of us!"
"That sounds great Maya!" Hermione broke the hug. "But what?"
Maya smirked; it made Hermione wonder if she looked like that when she smiled.
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"Harry," Hermione whispered into Harry's ear. "Harry wake up," she whispered again. "Hmm," Hermione thought for a second. She snaked her hands under the sheets, and tickled Harry's sides evilly.
Harry groaned, finally he stirred awake. He pinned is assailant under him.
Hermione struggled to get free, but he wouldn't let her move. They stayed there for a few minutes. No one moved, and no one said anything. Eventually Hermione couldn't take it anymore. "Um, Harry. Can you let me go now?"
"Oh right. Sorry Hermione," Harry got off of her and sat on his bed not facing her.
"We're going out today, all of us. Maya has a little trip planed for us," Hermione smiled sweetly at him. But he wasn't looking at her, his back was to her. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and she wondered if he was wearing anything at all. He was wrapped up in a comforter. Hermione shook her head at the thought. Noticing she wasn't getting anywhere Hermione went to wake up Ron.
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A/N: I've been working all day on this... I'm not sure if Draven is a good cousin, or a bad cousin... I'm pretty sure he can go either way... Some times he's cool... Some times he's evil... Sometimes I don't think he cares... This is a work in progress... hope you enjoyed... I'll write more in a bit... I'm getting threats from reviewers from my other stories... tee hee hee... well TBC... Crimson Dragoness