The HK: Hogwarts Kismet

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3. What happens now?

Draco chucked his cigarette on the ground and stamped it out. He looked out over the lake, watching the moonlight shimmer over the still water. He stared out, wishing things would have been different. He drained the last of the beer in the glass bottle before throwing it up in the air and used his wand to make it shatter into thousands of peices. The almost powdered dropped down to the ground like glitter. He'd changed so much over the summer, he'd made such an effort, he could have stayed on Voldemort's side, but in the end he had chose good over evil. He thought it would be different this year. Oh, and it was different, but not how he wanted it. Why couldn't anyone see how he'd changed? Hermione had rejected him for Potter, he should have known that she would. He shouldn't have trusted that feeling he felt when he was with her. Ginny had rejected him, when he needed someone most, and worst of all, it was because she was in love with another girl. It was all such a waste of time. Why had he bothered to change? He lit up another cigarette using an expensive zippo lighter that had been charmed to never run out of gas. At least he could take comfort in his new found habit. Why do things always change? He frowned asking the dragon engraved on his lighter; then turned his face up toward the ink black sky.

Hermione lay on her bed, staring out the window at the stars. It had been a week and a half since Draco had talked to her. All she could think about was him. How could she have been so blind? She was supposed to be with him, she felt something spark off inside her every time they were even in the same room, but she'd chosen Harry, being the idiot she was. Harry had always had a bit of a 'naughty' streak in him, but he was one of her best friends. How could he have done this to her? To make it worse, with Cho Chang, the most intimidatingly beautiful girl in the history of Hogwarts. Silent tears streamed down her face as she recalled the events that had started off this chain of dysfunction and unhappiness. She wanted Draco so bad. She got up and opened the window. She just wanted to feel normal again, she was tired of feeling guilt and longing for Draco, she was tired of avoiding and hating her 'best friend'. She opened her closet and reached out to the back, rooting through a pile of clothes. She got out a packet of un-opened cigarettes and stared at them. She'd always hated smoking, but what the hell. If it was going to calm her down, that's just what she needed.

Harry stumbled around the empty Gryffindor common room, laughing at himself for being so clumsy.

"Hey! Lavender! Look! MORE!" he called out at Lavender Brown who'd just tripped over her own feet, and was howling on the floor with laughter. They'd just got back to Hogwarts, after sneaking out to Hogsmeade, where they had got completely wasted. Harry fumbled around in his back pack and pulled out a bottle of vodka. He laughed hysterically and took a large gulp of it.

"Harry I want bottle!" Lavender cooed like a three year old. She stumbled over to him grabbing hold of his shirt to steady herself. They laughed as she spilt it all over the floor and it dribbled down her neck. Harry had been pissed off that Cho and Hermione had rejected him, so he had found a way to have fun. Lavender had become his buddy, and they would go down to Hogsmeade and get horribly drunk every few days. She was easily influenced by Harry and his charming good looks, so she hadn't refused his offer. Anything to spend time with The Harry Potter.

"Hey! Don't waste good drink!" Harry said, as he grabbed Lavender's shoulders. He tried licking off the vodka, and she laughed hysterically.

"That tickles!" she screamed.

"Shh…sh..we don't want to get caught!" Harry whispered, looking round the room suspiciously. He grabbed her hand and they ran out of the corridor, the invisibility cloak strewn over them. They stumbled into an empty room, laughing their heads off.

"Harry I'm sleeeeeepy" Lavender slurred.

"We'll sleep on the sofa!" Harry gasped excitedly.

"I need my bottle if I'm going to bed!" Lavender squeaked like a child again.

They stumbled over to the large, red sofa and fell onto it, laughing. Lavender grabbed the bottle out of Harry's hand and took a long swig from it. She spilt it all over herself, causing an eruption of uncontrollably laughter.

"Oh no! I'm all wet!" she laughed.

"I'll clean it up for you!" Harry said. He ran his hand over her chest, trying to dry her shirt. She squealed again.

"I said that tickles!" she laughed. He licked her neck trying to lick the vodka off her. The licks turned into light nips, that ended up on her lips. They engaged in a long kiss, their tongues intermingling. Harry's hand moved up her shirt, and his lips moved down her neck.

"Harry…" Lavender mumbled. The bottle fell to the floor and a quiet noise of pleasure seeped out of her as Harry's kisses moved down her body.

Hermione applied one last coating of lip gloss, and quickly brushed her honey-coloured curls. She grabbed a pack of Marlbros and quickly walked out of her room, only to bump into Draco.

"Oh…uh sorry." Hermione mumbled looking down. Don't look at him, don't look at him.

"Sorry," Draco whispered, daring to take a glance at her. God she looks so beautiful. He couldn't stop himself thinking. Hermione couldn't help herself, she looked up into his deep pools of silver, blue eyes. She stopped breathing, and something blocked up in her chest. Draco looked back into her big brown eyes and felt his stomach lurch. His throat clogged up and he started to sweat.

He just wanted her so much, so bad, he wanted to grab her and do things to her that'd never been done to her. Hermione's gaze moved from Draco's eyes to his lips. They looked so perfect, so soft and smooth. She bit her lip, as if to restrain them from latching onto his. She let out a sigh, and breathed heavily. They moved closer together until Draco could feel her warm breath on his neck. He couldn't help himself. He slowly reached up, and as if in slow motion, ran his finger down her soft cheek. Hermione gasped. Just that small touch made her cheek feel like it was on fire. Draco pulled back quickly and shook his head. He glanced up at her and then rushed out of their common room.

Harry woke as the blazing sun shone on his face. He groaned. He had the worst headache he'd ever, ever had. What happened last night? He thought, sitting up and slowly opening up his eyes, only to find another body lying next to his. What the… and then he remembered. Shit! He sat up straight and rubbed his eyes. Maybe this was a dream. He shook his head and looked down. Double shit!

"Hey…" Lavender whispered. She looked up at him, smiling. She wriggled closer to him. "Last night was fun…it was so good" she sighed, closing her eyes.

"Uh…yeh." Harry mumbled. He looked down at Lavender, she looked so peaceful. She wrapped her arms around his body and rested her head on his bare chest. He lay there, rigid. Triple shit.

"Um…Lavender…I…uhh, have to go," He said quickly, pulling away from her. He got up quickly and moaned. He felt like shit. Shit. He thought again, he'd forgotten he was naked. He grabbed his clothes from off the floor and shoved them back on. Lavender sat up quickly and looked at him, her mouth open, her face surprised.

"Where are you going?" she asked, voice trembling.

"Look, I'm sorry Lavender but I just have to go alright? Last night was just another stupid mistake," Harry said. Lavender recoiled in pain. She looked up at him, the hurt shining through her face.

"So..so…so..what? What….you're just going to leave me? I was just a 'stupid mistake'?" She said, her voice wobbling. She felt tears in her eyes and she tried to brush them away. Harry looked at her sitting there, sobbing lightly, and he felt awful.

"Sorry…I have to go now." He said quietly and he rushed out of the room, leaving lavender to cry quietly.

Draco shook his head, and walked out of Hogwarts and to his usual spot above the lake. He lit up another cigarette and took a long drag. He ran his hand through his messy blonde hair and sighed. Why was his life so fucked up? The girl he was practically in love with had rejected him for his arch-enemy, his second choice as a girlfriend, who was his arch-enemy's best friend's little sister, was a lesbian, and had also rejected him, and now he had had another little moment with the girl who'd started the whole thing off. Why did he have to like her anyway? There were loads of girls at Hogwarts, why did he have to like her? He'd been with girls before, but it had all been physical, he'd never had a relationship that wasn't about sex. With Hermione it was different, he actually felt something for her, and he actually cared about her. She wasn't a shallow, self-centered slut like most of the other girls he'd been with. She was different. But was he supposed to do now? She'd chosen Potter over him. He didn't know what was happening between them, he hadn't spoken to Hermione since she had chosen him, until today. It didn't seem as though they were together though, she and Harry barely looked at each other, and Potter was always off with that Lavender girl…but even if they weren't together, would he still want to be with her? Did he really want to be her second choice? He had know idea what he was going to do.

Harry was still recovering from his extreme hangover, even though it was several days later, and he still felt a little guilty for just leaving Lavender. He hadn't spoken to her since he left her, he'd only seen her running up into the girls dormitory crying. Woops. He sat in the common room staring into the fire. No one else was there, he didn't really see much of Ron anymore, after the whole Hermione-Cho thing. He actually felt quite lonely…with out Lavender, he didn't know what to do. He decided he should look for her…he'd apologize, say he was just hung-over, wasn't thinking, and that he wanted to hang out. Maybe they could go into Hogsmeade, yeh, that would be fun. He walked up the stairs and into the Girls dormitory. It was empty, but he could hear the faint sound of sobbing coming from the bathroom.

"Lavender? Lavender?" He called out. He went towards the bathroom. Lavender's head appeared from behind the door. She looked awful, her eyes were all blotchy and puffy, and she was crying hysterically. Actually, she looked quite scary.

"Lavender, baby, I'm sorry come here…" Harry cooed.

"NO! Harry…something's…Harry…I…Harry," she collapsed on the floor bawling, and he rushed to her side, feeling actual concern at her dramatic act.

"Lavender! Lavender what? I'm so sorry! Don't be like this…I'm sorry!" he cried desperately. He brushed the hair out of her eyes and wiped her cheeks, but she shoved him away.

"Lavender what happened!"

Hermione ran out of Hogwarts, fucking Snape…she thought, I fucking hate potions. Draco hadn't been there either, so she felt sort of…weird. God, that little incident in their common room they had had a few days ago only made her feel more strongly for him. She wished she could turn back time and choose him over Harry…hey, maybe she could…She walked out across the grounds and took out her packet of cigarettes. She looked down at them trying to get one out, but her hand was shaking. She kept walking, until she bumped into someone.

"Oh God, sorry…" She mumbled. Then she looked up. Guess who it was?

"Oh…hi." Draco said. Hermione stood in shock as she looked up at him. He was so fucking hot. She could feel the tension between them.

"Sorry…" she whispered. She looked down at his hand and noticed he was holding a lighted cigarette. Since when did he start smoking? Draco saw her looking at his cigarette, and look at the packet in her hand. Hermione? Smoking?

"Um…do you have a lighter I could borrow?" she asked feebly. God how lame. She thought. She got out a cigarette and held it up.

"Uh…" Draco fumbled in his pocket with his lighter, accidentally dropping his ciggarette. "Bollocks" He muttered, finally getting it out of his pocket. Trying to be cool he tossed the lighter to her. Hermione was not expecting this and the lighter hit her in the head, then bounced onto the ground, and continued to slide down the grassy slope then into the lake. "Ow!" Hermione said giving Draco funny looks. Draco blushed "Fuck! I'm sorry... shit that was my only lighter, bloody expensive too!" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Great!' Idea.

Draco bent down and picked up the ciggarette that was still burning in the grass. He held it out to her expectantly. She looked at it, then lit up hers using it.

"Thanks" she said coolly, taking a long drag. He leaned in, and she thought he was going to kiss her. Her heart started to race, but it slowed when he put a fag to his lips and used hers to light a new one.

Draco turned to look out on the lake, and she followed his gaze. The pair of them stood looking out at the lake smoking. Feeling the same confused, feeling.

"What are we doing? What happens now?" Draco asked quietly, dropping his cigarette and stamping it out. He turned to look at her. She copied his movement.

"I really don't know…" she whispered wistfully.

Lavender sat on the bathroom floor howling. Harry cradled her, feeling terrified, and a little concerned. She couldn't get this distraught over what he did…could she?

"Lavender what's the matter? I'm sorry for leaving you…I didn't mean to…I just..well…I had a class and…"

"NO! Harry it's NOT that!" she bawled.

"What is it then?" he asked, slightly annoyed at the huge deal she was making. She sniffed and got up from the floor.

"Harry…the other night…do you remember anything?" she asked, her voice quivering.

"Uh…not much…but…we did…you know…didn't we?" he asked, looking up at her. Oh god…what could I have done?

"Well…do you remember if we…if we…well, used…you know…protection?" she asked feebly.

"HUH?" That hadn't even crossed Harry's mind. How could he remember? He was so pissed that night, he couldn't tell what was up and what was down, "uh…I don't know! Did we?" he asked, concern leaking into him.

"I don't think we did." Lavender sobbed quietly.

"Ok…so..?" Harry didn't know what to say…Lavender looked down at him annoyed. He was being so stupid. She reached over and slapped him.

"OW! What the fuck was that for!" he cried, rubbing his cheek.

"That's for getting me pregnant!" she hissed, "What the fuck is supposed to happen now?"

A/N Wuahhahahaha another cliffie... there hasn't really been any schedule o our uploading we just do it whenever the hell we want to! Thanks for the reviews... or review even hahah! Keep reading to find out what happens next oOo!