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Curses of Our Lives
Starring: Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy (also some Harry)
Summary: Draco and Hermione were lovers in their past life? So there's such a thing as a past life? Well, in my story, yes. They were suffering from this love curse an evil sorcerer (relax, he's not as powerful as Lordie Voldie) placed on them and that made them unable to enjoy fruitful loves for eternity!!
(note: unable to enjoy fruitful love meant unable to love... understand? XD)
Well, unless someone(s) did something in a certain amount oftime
The solutions to this problem were all hidden in a prophecy in a dusty corner of Dumbledore's office...
Opps! I just let the owl out of the cage! evil laughs
In the present, Draco was struggling between love and hate for Hermione and she seemed to not notice any difference with him (in a way). When suddenly, an event occured and uncovered the past they shared, will they want to try and break the curse?
How's he going to make her love him as much as he loved her? What will be the end? Or will there ever be an end?
Well, what do you think of the summary? Interested enough to read on?
Rating: PG-13 (I don't know how to write R's stuffs. So, sorry to the pervs out there ; )
Pairing: Draco/Hermione or maybe Harry/Hermione. I'll see what the readers prefer. Tell me as I go along with the story what you wants! So I might sometimes put it under the DMHG category or HPHG category.
Important A/N: This is my first time writing a fic. Well, I did post this story up before, but I took it down. Now, I hope to get better response. Please... I beg you guys for reviews!! Constructive criticizes are always appreciated!! Just review at the end of the chapter (or whenever you want to) and tell me what you think of this. Please... Crap in the review if you want!
Honestly, I'm really scared to post this up. I do not wish to go into DMHG relationship too soon. So... Yea, just make do with it. It will be over in a chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and his gang and the school and the school's staff and the animals living there and the plants there and the wands there and the air there and AHHH... everything! I only own some parts of the plot. Maybe some other parts were from others... I don't know.
If you are reading this story but not reviewing, thanks for reading. But review too if there's time. At least say a 'Bad.' or 'Good' in it. Please.
Keys:
' ' means that the character involved is thinking.
" " means that the character involved is talking.
Italics means you-figure-it-out-yourself. ; D
Bold means that the word was being very much emphasized.
Now, with that said, on with the story.
Chapter 1: The New Life (Hermione POV)
POV is Point Of View
"Ron! How many times must I tell you?" A frustrated Hermione yelled into Ron's ears.
"Wow, wow, wow! I didn't know we have a lioness on the loose here in Hogwarts." Harry's attempt to joke was...
"That was funny! Harry, you'd better don't interfere! Or... Don't tell me that you are siding him again?!" Hermione yelled at Harry too, but still kept her face infront, facing poor old Ron. Her finger was stabbing Ron's chest forcefully.
Ron squeaked.
He glanced over to Harry.
Harry shook his head. And shrugged.
Ginny.
Shook her head and shrugged.
Neville.
What can I say? Sigh. It's the same response.
Ron had to face this furious, bushy-haired lioness alone.
Ron turned his head back to the lioness and looked at her hopefully. Hopefully she will just let bygones be bygones. Ron made a mental note to himself that Hermione's definitely not a morning person and never to provoke her from time 0000 to 1200. But he still don't get it. Is there such a need for Hermione to get so worked up?
"Erm... Hermione?" Ron cautiously approached her with a question.
No response. Only more glaring from Hermione came.
"You're holding me too tightly." Ron complained. Now, he had the nerve to tell her something like that, Harry felt proud of Ron. Finally, Ron's really a Gryffindor.
Hermione glared daggers at the boy squirming in her grasp. Oh! How much she hated him now!
"You! You! How could you do this? Huh?" Hermione stabbed her fingers into the flesh of Ron's chest, hard, at each word said.
"I... I..." Ron stuttered.
"You? You?" Hermione prompted.
"I was just... I just didn't know you wouldn't allow that. I really didn't know it's importance. That's why. I'm..." Ron said, each word was spoken softer and softer until the last was like a complete silence.
"You are what?" Hermione prompted yet again. He loved to wait for her to prompt.
"I'm sorry." Ron squeaked.
"And what about the clothes?" Hermione asked. Finally, taking her hands off him. Now, closing her eyes to cool herself down.
"I'll return them to you. Is that OK?" Ron asked, relieved that she had gotten her lioness paws off him. 'Ouch. Now, my arms hurt like hell. So much for the elves'
"No, you need not take them to me, just make sure you put them back to their place. The time limit is 1hour. Which is right before our first class start." Hermione threw her last word at Ron and she spun around to go and get some breakfast at the Great Hall.
As the door to the Gryffindor Common Room closed behind her, the Common Room was roaring with laughter, leaving Ron to set to work alone to finish his task quickly. He did that for the elves' good!
.::FlashBacks::.
Ron knew about the story, the story of the elves not tidying the Gryffindor Common Room because of the act of a certain someone.
Hermione Granger actually went around placing clothes under trash, making the hardworking elves who picked it up together with the clothes get freed unwillingly.
He decided to help the evles.
Ron went around collecting the clothes. He knew where they were hidden, because earlier on, he had taken note of the places where Hermione hid them. She didn't see him because of... Let's just say that it was all thanks to Harry.
But the most unfortunate happened, he left traces of him, which was his candies at most of the spots where clothes were hidden. Clever witch Hermione! She immediately lunged herself at Ron and made him confess to his 'crime' the moment he set foot onto the stairs outside the Boy's Dormitory in early that morning.
To worsen the worst of the situations, the confession was held unceremonious-ly infront of the whole house! Why was it him to be in the disgrace? He remembered that Harry was involved in a bit of the plotting too. But he gave it up when Hermione treated him to a spread during one of the Hogsmeade visits last year.
What a memory!
.::End of FlashBacks::.
"Hermione! Was it true? You shouted at Ron again just now? You are so..." Hermione saw a thumbs-up and grinned.
"He deserved it." She was making her way back to the Common Room after her breakfast and conversation with Lavender
"Granger." A cold voice played in Hermione's ears.
Exasperated, she turned back to face a tall, pale boy. "What, Malfoy? You have three minutes, I tell you."
The mudblood! How dare she talk to me like that! "Oh, nothing Granger. Just thought I would send one of my friendly greeting to you this special morning."
"Two and a half minutes." She said, tapping her foot to show her annoyance. Suddenly, her brain interpreted some strange message. Was her ear malfunctioning? "Excuse me. How special is this morning to you?"
"You mean you didn't know?" He smirked and turned to laugh a bit with those pig-headed Slytherins he called 'friends'.
"Out with it, Malfoy." She urged that git. "I don't want to be seen hanging around with you for too long."
"Careful, Mudblood!" He looked scornful but pretended to look pitiful after that and continued,"I'm so sorry to say this but I... (Sigh). Today's the day we call the Start Of School."
Hermione snorted. "Wow! A Ferret-Boy can joke! Let's take a picture, it might get high bids from some exhibitions for the most fascitnating creatures of the world. Say cheese!"
Draco felt something rising within him... Something called 'temper'. He looked murderous as he leant closer and closer to Hermione to speak, "And who would want to take a picture with you, Mudblood?" Draco hissed.
"Don't. Talk. To. Me. Like. That." Spat Hermione. "You wouldn't like me when I'm angry. (from 'The Hunk')" She glared hard.
"I don't like you even when you are happy."
"The feeling's mutual." Hermione remarked, positioning her head to tilt upwards, parallel to his face.
"You are such a bitch." Draco said with his eyes narrowed into tiny slits.
"Stop calling me names, Malfoy. I'm warning you."
"Don't point that thing at me ever again." Draco cautioned before Hermione's half-raised wand was lowering itself back to the side of her thigh.
"What? Scared?" She asked innocently. The Head Boy still remembered the slap delivered by Hermione in their third year clearly.
The thought of it brought eerie aches to his cheek.
Making out a cool smirk, Hermione turned on her heels to get back to the Heads' Common Room and back into her own room.
A/N: I'm very sad! I'll definitely get loads of flaming for this chapter. This is a really bad and a too-typical chapter. Sorry. And I also know the lameness of this chapter. I also know that the conversation of the pair (DMHG) was unbearably plain. I'm sorry. Ok, apologizing doesn't help. So, Ill get you all a better chapter in the future. So please Stay Tuned and Review!
Thanks for reading. I'm glad for it. But please continue to read the next chapters even if this one is not up to your standard!!! I beg you...
A/N: I'm so sorry once again. But still, I beg you to review or flame. Just tell me which parts turn you off. I'm not setting any review targets because I don't think I will get much of them.
Love,
fionger