Meddling With Dragons
Chapter 1 - Shocking Secrets
Disclaimer - I don't rightfully own ANY of these characters. JK Rowling does and I am JUST borrowing them for a while.
Summary - Hermione and Harry have been going out for almost a year. On the night before their one year anniversary of going out Hermione discovers something shocking about Harry...
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'Hey Harry!' Hermione said cheerfully, sitting down next to him on the sofa in the Gryffindor Common Room in front of the fire.
'Hey,' Harry said dully, staring at the crackling fire, looking deep in thought.
'Whats wrong?' Hermione asked, putting her arm around him, and moving around slightly so she could see his face properly.
'Nothing,' Harry said in the same tone. Hermione raised an eyebrow.
'Ok...' Hermione trailed off, not believing for one second that everything was ok with Harry. She leant back on the sofa and sighed. They sat there for a while in silence, the only noise was the fire cracking and the distant chatter of a few others in the common room. Finally Hermione had had enough. She stood up and looked down at Harry, who was still gazing at the fire.
'I'm going to bed, goodnight Harry,' Hermione said softly. She waited for a moment, but got no response. Hermione sighed again.
'I don't know what you see so interesting about that fire Harry, but surely you could spare a few seconds of your time to say goodnight to your girlfriend!' Hermione snapped.
'Goodnight,' Harry replied, not taking his eyes off the fire. Hermione glared at him, and then stalked off to her dormitory. Finding the dorm empty, she slammed the door shut behind her. She sat down on her bed, and pulled the covers up around her, and brought her knees up to her chest.
Harry had grown distant towards Hermione over the past couple of weeks. Hermione and Harry had been going out for a year. A year exactly tomorrow.
'Maybe that's why Harry's been so distant. He's worried about tomorrow!' Hermione thought. Hermione sat there for a while, the candle on her bedside table melted down into a little stub. The flame flickered in the pool of melted wax and then went out. Hermione sat in darkness.
A while ago Lavender and Ginny had come up to the dormitory, but Hermione had barely acknowledged their presence. She was deep in thought about Harry. Why wasn't he the same as he was before? Finally the questions in her head became too much for her. She needed to find out now why Harry was acting the way he was.
Hoping that Harry was still in the Common Room she quietly got up out of bed, and went out the door, slowly closing it behind her. She walked slowly and quietly down the staircase. She stopped a few steps from the bottom. She heard voices. On tip-toe, she walked down the last few steps and peeked around the corner.
Harry and Parvati were sitting together on one of the sofas near the fire talking. Hermione saw Harry's face in the dim light of the fire. He was smiling and happy. Something Hermione hadnt seen for a while when she was around him. Hermione felt jealousy surge through her body, but she did not move.
They were chatting softly, so softly that Hermione couldn't make out what they were saying. Hermione was about to walk in and demand what was going on but froze, when she saw Harry lean in closer to Parvati and the space between their lips closed, in a long and passionate kiss.
Hermione clapped her hand to her mouth and leant against the wall of the staircase in horror. Tears had begun to form in her eyes. At first she was sad and upset. Then she got angry. Tears spilling down her face, she ran up the staircase. Wrenching the door open, she ran inside and ran over to her bedside table. Opening one of the draws she pulled out a candle and lit it with a simple flick of her wand. Putting it in a candle holder, she grabbed it and walked over to Parvati's bedside table. She quietly opened the drawer and looked inside. It had quills, parchment, ink bottles and another assorted things in there. Hermione was just about to turn away when something caught her eye. Lowering the candle to see it better she saw that it was a bundle of parchment stashed at the back of the drawer. Curiously she picked them up. She read the first one on the top of the pile:
Parvati,
Meet me in the Astronomy Tower tonight at 11:00pm. Make sure no one see's you. I have a feeling Hermione Has an idea about us.
Love Harry
She felt more tears forming in her eyes but she brushed them away quickly with the back of her hand. She grabbed the bundle and closed the drawer. Then she walked back over to her own bed. She threw the letters under her mattress in disgust, not wanting to read them. Then she jumped into bed, still in her robes, and pulled the covers up close around her. More tears threatened to spill, but she would not let them. She would not cry for him. But she had never felt so alone.
~*~ The Next Day ~*~
Hermione got up early the next morning. Glancing at the clock above her bed, it read 6:12. Hermione got up, and had a quick shower, before going down the the library. It was a Sunday, so they had no classes. When at the library, she grabbed a few books off the shelves and then piled them on a table. No one else was in the library. She prefered it that way. At least there would be no one to bother her here.
Grabbing the first book off the pile, she opened it and began to read. Slowly, more people came into the library, but only very few. It was a nice, sunny day, and most people were probably outside enjoying the sun.
'Hermione don't you ever leave this place?' Hermione looked up from her book and saw Harry standing on the other side of the table smiling at her. She glared back at Harry, looked back down at her book and began to read again.
'Hey, I was only joking!' Harry said abruptly.
'Ha, ha, very funny Harry. Perhaps you should think about taking up a career as a comedian,' Hermione replied sarcastically.
'Oh come on Hermione! Lets go for a walk,' Harry said, sounding slightly hurt.
'I'd really rather not,' Hermione said in a very bored and unenthusiastic voice, not looking up from her book.
'But why?' Harry asked.
'Because right now I feel like reading.'
Harry sighed. 'That's all you ever do. Read. Don't you ever want to do anything fun?' Harry asked. Hermione looked up from her book and glared at Harry.
'Oh so I'm not fun enough for you am I Harry?' Hermione asked, eyes flashing dangerously.
'I didn't mean-'
'No, of course you didn't mean it Harry. Just like I'm sure you didn't mean kiss Parvati last night. Obviously you just, shall I say.. slipped,' Hermione said sarcastically, slamming her book shut, causing Harry to flinch. Hermione stood up abruptly and began to walk out of the library but Harry grabbed her wrist and turned her back around.
'Hermione I'm sorry! I was going to tell you-'
'Bullshit Harry! You would never have told me if I hadn't seen it for myself! You know, I actually thought you loved me. I believed you when you said it. But obviously that was just another mistake!' Hermione yelled, trying to turn away but Harry's grip tightened.
'Hermione please! Just listen to what I have to say-'
'Whats there to say? "Oh, I'm sorry Hermione for kissing Parvati. I will only ever cheat on you again when I know your not going to be there to see it!"?' Hermione asked.
'Hermione, I'm sorry-'
'I don't want to hear it Harry! I've heard the same old excuses over and over again! Theres nothing for you to say! Nothing you say or do is going to change what you've already done, so you may as well go off with your precious, two-faced, bitch-of-a-girlfriend, Parvati and leave me the hell alone!' Hermione cried, pulling her wrist free and running out of the library. This time she couldn't stop the tears. They rolled down her cheeks as she ran down the corridor. She finally reached the entrance hall, and pushed the doors open. When she was outside, she stopped running. Looking around, she saw that there were less people than she expected to be outside on such a nice day.
'Nice day..... Yeah right.' Hermione thought sadly. She walked slowly across the grass and down towards the lake. A cluster of rocks were right on the edge of the lake. That was were Harry and first asked her out...
She climbed to the top and sat down. There in the side of the rock was a heart Harry had drawn, with his and Hermione initials carved into it. Hermione looked at it and let out a sob. She grabbed a small stone off the rock near her foot and began frantically scratching at her initials. Tears streamed down her face as she did it, and many memories flashed before her. Memories of her and Harry together.
Hermione shook her head roughly. That was all a lie. Harry had never loved her. He had toyed with her feelings. It was all just a game to him.
When Hermione was finally satisfied at her work, she threw the stone as hard as she could into the lake. Ripples broke the surface of the crystal clear water. Hermione watched dreamily at the glass-like water for a while, and the sunset reflecting off it. Hermione hugged her knees close to her chest, shivering in the cold breeze. In her sudden rush out of the library, she had forgotten to grab her cloak.
When darkness had finally fallen, she silently climbed down off the rocks and walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room, where she sunk into one of the scarlet sofas. She grabbed a book off the table and began absentmindedly flicking through it. The Common room was pretty much empty, so there wasn't much noise, except the fire crackling.
A while later, she heard people talking and laughing just outside and then suddenly the portrait opened. Hermione looked up from the book she was reading to see Harry and Parvati standing hand it hand near the portrait hole. They stopped talking abruptly and stood frozen where they were, staring at Hermione for a moment. Hermione glared and them and then casually looked back down at her book and began to read again. She saw out of the conrer of her eye Parvati walking over to her. When she was standing in front of Hermione, she cleared her throat. Hermione continued to read as though she had heard nothing. Parvati cleared her throat again, even louder this time. Hermione looked up.
'What is it? Have you got something wrong with your throat?' Hermione snapped. Parvati blushed.
'No, I just wanted to get your attention.'
'So taking my boyfriend wasn't enough for you?' Hermione asked, staring at Parvati with raised eyebrows.
'I didn't say that-'
'But it's the truth isnt it Parvati? You just want, want, want. But what about everyone else? Do you ever think about them and what they might want?' Hermione asked. Parvati looked down at the floor, not saying a word.
'I'm right, and you know it. You may now have Harry, but next time you decide to ruin someones life, you may not end up being so lucky,' Hermione said threateningly, standing up and flinging her book behind her.
'Maybe that's why you don't have many friends. Your too up yourself to notice them!' Hermione added, a small smile on her face.
'Well maybe if you took your nose out of a book every once in a while, you'd have more friends too!' Parvati spoke up. Whatever there was of a smile on Hermione's face quickly disappeared as she tried as hard as she could to keep herself from punching Parvati in the face. But she failed miserably. Parvati screamed and Harry caught her just before she hit the ground, and held her close, glaring at Hermione.. Parvati looked up at Hermione in horror, clutching the side of her face, which was all red and beginning to swell.
'You - Just - Hit - Me!' Parvati screamed, tears already streaming down her face.
'Yes, I'm glad you noticed,' Hermione said, rubbing her knuckles with her other hand. Parvati looked at her, terror written all over her face. She then tore up the stairs to the dorms, slamming the door behind her, leaving Harry and Hermione staring at each other in the Common Room.
'Now why the hell did you do that for?' Harry asked.
'Because she was pissing me off. You've got a problem with it? Then deal with it! I wouldn't have to hit her if you didn't cheat on me Harry!' Hermione yelled.
'You know, Parvati's right. If you did leave your precious books alone for a minute, maybe you would have more friends.. And still have your boyfriend,' Harry smirked, shaking his head. Hermione raised her hand to slap him but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, their faces just inches apart.
'What do you want from me Harry?' Hermione asked, speaking in a very quiet voice, sounding almost scared.
'Nothing Parvati cant give me,' Harry smirked again. Hermione raised her other hand, but Harry grabbed that one too. Furious, Hermione tried to pull free but Harry's grip only tightened.
'Harry let go of me or I'll scream,' Hermione threatened him. Harry looked at her for a moment, with a piercing stare, before releasing her and stalking up to his dormitory.
Hermione rubbed her wrists and collapsed into the sofa behind her. She didn't notice the tears streaming down her face. Staring transfixed at the fire, she drifted into an uneasy sleep, filled with horrible dreams of Harry and Parvati.
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A/N - Sorry, I have to have an authors note here to tell you something. A few things really. One, if Harry seems a bit off character to you, its supposed to be that way to fit in with the plot... or what there is of a plot in my head anyway. Two, this will end up as a Hermione/Draco fic, so if you don't like it then, well, I didn't ask you to read it. Thanks!
~Marauders Gal~
Chapter 1 - Shocking Secrets
Disclaimer - I don't rightfully own ANY of these characters. JK Rowling does and I am JUST borrowing them for a while.
Summary - Hermione and Harry have been going out for almost a year. On the night before their one year anniversary of going out Hermione discovers something shocking about Harry...
~*~*~*~*~
'Hey Harry!' Hermione said cheerfully, sitting down next to him on the sofa in the Gryffindor Common Room in front of the fire.
'Hey,' Harry said dully, staring at the crackling fire, looking deep in thought.
'Whats wrong?' Hermione asked, putting her arm around him, and moving around slightly so she could see his face properly.
'Nothing,' Harry said in the same tone. Hermione raised an eyebrow.
'Ok...' Hermione trailed off, not believing for one second that everything was ok with Harry. She leant back on the sofa and sighed. They sat there for a while in silence, the only noise was the fire cracking and the distant chatter of a few others in the common room. Finally Hermione had had enough. She stood up and looked down at Harry, who was still gazing at the fire.
'I'm going to bed, goodnight Harry,' Hermione said softly. She waited for a moment, but got no response. Hermione sighed again.
'I don't know what you see so interesting about that fire Harry, but surely you could spare a few seconds of your time to say goodnight to your girlfriend!' Hermione snapped.
'Goodnight,' Harry replied, not taking his eyes off the fire. Hermione glared at him, and then stalked off to her dormitory. Finding the dorm empty, she slammed the door shut behind her. She sat down on her bed, and pulled the covers up around her, and brought her knees up to her chest.
Harry had grown distant towards Hermione over the past couple of weeks. Hermione and Harry had been going out for a year. A year exactly tomorrow.
'Maybe that's why Harry's been so distant. He's worried about tomorrow!' Hermione thought. Hermione sat there for a while, the candle on her bedside table melted down into a little stub. The flame flickered in the pool of melted wax and then went out. Hermione sat in darkness.
A while ago Lavender and Ginny had come up to the dormitory, but Hermione had barely acknowledged their presence. She was deep in thought about Harry. Why wasn't he the same as he was before? Finally the questions in her head became too much for her. She needed to find out now why Harry was acting the way he was.
Hoping that Harry was still in the Common Room she quietly got up out of bed, and went out the door, slowly closing it behind her. She walked slowly and quietly down the staircase. She stopped a few steps from the bottom. She heard voices. On tip-toe, she walked down the last few steps and peeked around the corner.
Harry and Parvati were sitting together on one of the sofas near the fire talking. Hermione saw Harry's face in the dim light of the fire. He was smiling and happy. Something Hermione hadnt seen for a while when she was around him. Hermione felt jealousy surge through her body, but she did not move.
They were chatting softly, so softly that Hermione couldn't make out what they were saying. Hermione was about to walk in and demand what was going on but froze, when she saw Harry lean in closer to Parvati and the space between their lips closed, in a long and passionate kiss.
Hermione clapped her hand to her mouth and leant against the wall of the staircase in horror. Tears had begun to form in her eyes. At first she was sad and upset. Then she got angry. Tears spilling down her face, she ran up the staircase. Wrenching the door open, she ran inside and ran over to her bedside table. Opening one of the draws she pulled out a candle and lit it with a simple flick of her wand. Putting it in a candle holder, she grabbed it and walked over to Parvati's bedside table. She quietly opened the drawer and looked inside. It had quills, parchment, ink bottles and another assorted things in there. Hermione was just about to turn away when something caught her eye. Lowering the candle to see it better she saw that it was a bundle of parchment stashed at the back of the drawer. Curiously she picked them up. She read the first one on the top of the pile:
Parvati,
Meet me in the Astronomy Tower tonight at 11:00pm. Make sure no one see's you. I have a feeling Hermione Has an idea about us.
Love Harry
She felt more tears forming in her eyes but she brushed them away quickly with the back of her hand. She grabbed the bundle and closed the drawer. Then she walked back over to her own bed. She threw the letters under her mattress in disgust, not wanting to read them. Then she jumped into bed, still in her robes, and pulled the covers up close around her. More tears threatened to spill, but she would not let them. She would not cry for him. But she had never felt so alone.
~*~ The Next Day ~*~
Hermione got up early the next morning. Glancing at the clock above her bed, it read 6:12. Hermione got up, and had a quick shower, before going down the the library. It was a Sunday, so they had no classes. When at the library, she grabbed a few books off the shelves and then piled them on a table. No one else was in the library. She prefered it that way. At least there would be no one to bother her here.
Grabbing the first book off the pile, she opened it and began to read. Slowly, more people came into the library, but only very few. It was a nice, sunny day, and most people were probably outside enjoying the sun.
'Hermione don't you ever leave this place?' Hermione looked up from her book and saw Harry standing on the other side of the table smiling at her. She glared back at Harry, looked back down at her book and began to read again.
'Hey, I was only joking!' Harry said abruptly.
'Ha, ha, very funny Harry. Perhaps you should think about taking up a career as a comedian,' Hermione replied sarcastically.
'Oh come on Hermione! Lets go for a walk,' Harry said, sounding slightly hurt.
'I'd really rather not,' Hermione said in a very bored and unenthusiastic voice, not looking up from her book.
'But why?' Harry asked.
'Because right now I feel like reading.'
Harry sighed. 'That's all you ever do. Read. Don't you ever want to do anything fun?' Harry asked. Hermione looked up from her book and glared at Harry.
'Oh so I'm not fun enough for you am I Harry?' Hermione asked, eyes flashing dangerously.
'I didn't mean-'
'No, of course you didn't mean it Harry. Just like I'm sure you didn't mean kiss Parvati last night. Obviously you just, shall I say.. slipped,' Hermione said sarcastically, slamming her book shut, causing Harry to flinch. Hermione stood up abruptly and began to walk out of the library but Harry grabbed her wrist and turned her back around.
'Hermione I'm sorry! I was going to tell you-'
'Bullshit Harry! You would never have told me if I hadn't seen it for myself! You know, I actually thought you loved me. I believed you when you said it. But obviously that was just another mistake!' Hermione yelled, trying to turn away but Harry's grip tightened.
'Hermione please! Just listen to what I have to say-'
'Whats there to say? "Oh, I'm sorry Hermione for kissing Parvati. I will only ever cheat on you again when I know your not going to be there to see it!"?' Hermione asked.
'Hermione, I'm sorry-'
'I don't want to hear it Harry! I've heard the same old excuses over and over again! Theres nothing for you to say! Nothing you say or do is going to change what you've already done, so you may as well go off with your precious, two-faced, bitch-of-a-girlfriend, Parvati and leave me the hell alone!' Hermione cried, pulling her wrist free and running out of the library. This time she couldn't stop the tears. They rolled down her cheeks as she ran down the corridor. She finally reached the entrance hall, and pushed the doors open. When she was outside, she stopped running. Looking around, she saw that there were less people than she expected to be outside on such a nice day.
'Nice day..... Yeah right.' Hermione thought sadly. She walked slowly across the grass and down towards the lake. A cluster of rocks were right on the edge of the lake. That was were Harry and first asked her out...
She climbed to the top and sat down. There in the side of the rock was a heart Harry had drawn, with his and Hermione initials carved into it. Hermione looked at it and let out a sob. She grabbed a small stone off the rock near her foot and began frantically scratching at her initials. Tears streamed down her face as she did it, and many memories flashed before her. Memories of her and Harry together.
Hermione shook her head roughly. That was all a lie. Harry had never loved her. He had toyed with her feelings. It was all just a game to him.
When Hermione was finally satisfied at her work, she threw the stone as hard as she could into the lake. Ripples broke the surface of the crystal clear water. Hermione watched dreamily at the glass-like water for a while, and the sunset reflecting off it. Hermione hugged her knees close to her chest, shivering in the cold breeze. In her sudden rush out of the library, she had forgotten to grab her cloak.
When darkness had finally fallen, she silently climbed down off the rocks and walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room, where she sunk into one of the scarlet sofas. She grabbed a book off the table and began absentmindedly flicking through it. The Common room was pretty much empty, so there wasn't much noise, except the fire crackling.
A while later, she heard people talking and laughing just outside and then suddenly the portrait opened. Hermione looked up from the book she was reading to see Harry and Parvati standing hand it hand near the portrait hole. They stopped talking abruptly and stood frozen where they were, staring at Hermione for a moment. Hermione glared and them and then casually looked back down at her book and began to read again. She saw out of the conrer of her eye Parvati walking over to her. When she was standing in front of Hermione, she cleared her throat. Hermione continued to read as though she had heard nothing. Parvati cleared her throat again, even louder this time. Hermione looked up.
'What is it? Have you got something wrong with your throat?' Hermione snapped. Parvati blushed.
'No, I just wanted to get your attention.'
'So taking my boyfriend wasn't enough for you?' Hermione asked, staring at Parvati with raised eyebrows.
'I didn't say that-'
'But it's the truth isnt it Parvati? You just want, want, want. But what about everyone else? Do you ever think about them and what they might want?' Hermione asked. Parvati looked down at the floor, not saying a word.
'I'm right, and you know it. You may now have Harry, but next time you decide to ruin someones life, you may not end up being so lucky,' Hermione said threateningly, standing up and flinging her book behind her.
'Maybe that's why you don't have many friends. Your too up yourself to notice them!' Hermione added, a small smile on her face.
'Well maybe if you took your nose out of a book every once in a while, you'd have more friends too!' Parvati spoke up. Whatever there was of a smile on Hermione's face quickly disappeared as she tried as hard as she could to keep herself from punching Parvati in the face. But she failed miserably. Parvati screamed and Harry caught her just before she hit the ground, and held her close, glaring at Hermione.. Parvati looked up at Hermione in horror, clutching the side of her face, which was all red and beginning to swell.
'You - Just - Hit - Me!' Parvati screamed, tears already streaming down her face.
'Yes, I'm glad you noticed,' Hermione said, rubbing her knuckles with her other hand. Parvati looked at her, terror written all over her face. She then tore up the stairs to the dorms, slamming the door behind her, leaving Harry and Hermione staring at each other in the Common Room.
'Now why the hell did you do that for?' Harry asked.
'Because she was pissing me off. You've got a problem with it? Then deal with it! I wouldn't have to hit her if you didn't cheat on me Harry!' Hermione yelled.
'You know, Parvati's right. If you did leave your precious books alone for a minute, maybe you would have more friends.. And still have your boyfriend,' Harry smirked, shaking his head. Hermione raised her hand to slap him but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, their faces just inches apart.
'What do you want from me Harry?' Hermione asked, speaking in a very quiet voice, sounding almost scared.
'Nothing Parvati cant give me,' Harry smirked again. Hermione raised her other hand, but Harry grabbed that one too. Furious, Hermione tried to pull free but Harry's grip only tightened.
'Harry let go of me or I'll scream,' Hermione threatened him. Harry looked at her for a moment, with a piercing stare, before releasing her and stalking up to his dormitory.
Hermione rubbed her wrists and collapsed into the sofa behind her. She didn't notice the tears streaming down her face. Staring transfixed at the fire, she drifted into an uneasy sleep, filled with horrible dreams of Harry and Parvati.
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A/N - Sorry, I have to have an authors note here to tell you something. A few things really. One, if Harry seems a bit off character to you, its supposed to be that way to fit in with the plot... or what there is of a plot in my head anyway. Two, this will end up as a Hermione/Draco fic, so if you don't like it then, well, I didn't ask you to read it. Thanks!
~Marauders Gal~