Disclaimer: Not mine, if it was I wouldn't be writing fanfics now would I? Although, IF and only IF I owned it, I would so totally make Hermione and Ginny realise their love for each other, and Harry and Draco would be so in love. But... that'll never happen. What is love and what is hate?
Warning: It DOES have Slash pairings and Femmeslash as well. Don't read it if you are a) homophobic, b) a child, c) a strict het reader, or d) you are my parents. I really doubt that last one though. Hmm... I should get on with the story.
A/N: Well... I guess you're all dying to know what happens in this chapter, and the only one who knows is me... but, I'm willing to share all with you, so I will get a move on with the typing... Though, I am so stuck for chap 21... Anyway, I promise it'll be done before school ends. (Nov 26th) See, I've set myself a deadline!
Harry and Draco walked out of the entrance hall door and headed towards the Quidditch pitch. Muggle clothes suit Draco, Harry thought.
"You know, Hermione and Ginny are so dense. They love each other, and they said it too. I bet they're taking it back right now," said Harry. Draco replied with a nod.
They walked into the captain's offices. Harry sat at his desk. Draco sat on it.
"When's the next game?" said Harry.
"Don't know, maybe we should find out. We are the captains..." said Draco. He sat and thought for a moment. "We have Potions tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah..." said Harry as he tried to see Draco's point.
"Let's force Ginny and Granger together for partners!"
"What about Ron? He still thinks she loves him."
"Stupid Prick," muttered Draco.
It suddenly struck Harry as strange.
"Draco, why do you care?"
"Because you do, and they make a cute couple, if I may say so," said Draco. "Also, you know, I did write it in last year's play. Dumbledore should not have gotten me to write it." Harry smiled.
Hermione sat at her desk, thinking. But not about her exams, or her homework, or her Head Girl duties. Not even about boys. She was confused. I've just told Ginny I prefer girls and she backed away and left. At least she didn't run from the room screaming though. Do I love her? That beautiful red hair. The Weasley trait that only looks good on her. Hermione moved to her bed, and shut her eyes. She drifted in and out of sleep, before finally letting herself relax and get some much needed rest.
In Potions next morning, Ron had been convinced by Harry to go with Neville. Harry went with Draco, of course, leaving Hermione with Ginny.
"Erm...hello, Hermione," said Ginny quietly.
"Hi Ginny," she said brightly. It's amazing what a little sleep could do.
"Students, you know what we are making today, a continuation of last lesson. Have fun making your antidotes. You may choose your partners. Yes, Longbottom, the instructions are on the board." Snape drawled.
Ginny looked around for other people to partner. Fuck! I have to go with Hermione? Damn you ... No one to damn...
"So Ginny, How are you?" said Hermione. Damn it, 'Mione, don't speak, I'll just fall in love with your voice even more than I already have.
"Oh, well, I'm fine, thanks Hermione." She replied sweetly. Draco sidled over.
"Will you two stop with the small talk and just start fucking," said Draco.
"What?!" Ginny said loudly.
"Do you want me to spell it out for you? F-U-C-K-"
"That will do, Draco," said Hermione, cutting him off. "We understand your point; now go back to your desk. Shoo."
Draco moved back to his own desk.
"Did it work?" Harry asked.
"Didn't seem like it..." he sighed, "Sad, really."
Hermione started adding some ingredients while Ginny wrote something on her parchment. Pansy walked over, casually, Hermione said something that sounded like "Oh, damn!" It was obvious she hated her.
"Hello Ginny," said Pansy. She was getting awfully too close for Hermione's likely. Get away from her Parkinson! Do not touch her; her delicate skin will be tainted!
"Hello, Pansy, you want something?" replied Ginny coolly.
"I want you." She whispered back.
"What?"
"I want to fuck you. Meet me at the Astronomy Tower at 9." Hermione moved over.
"Sorry, Parkinson, but she's not your to take. She's mine." She straddled Ginny, before placing her lips down on Ginny's. "Now, if you don't mind..."
Pansy walked off, throwing a look back at the two. The whole class was staring. Harry and Draco were applauding, and Ron was staring with his jaw open. This will be hard to explain.
Snape walked back from the store room.
"What are you all staring at? It's just Granger and the other redhead."
End A/N: There! I typed it! YAY! Only 15 more chapters to type! And some more to write, then I have the holidays to write the sequel and prequel.