Spin the Bottle
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A/N: NOO! I will never, ever, ever, ever, kill Draco! Something much weirder happens. Anyway, thnx to mi amazing reviewerS!
Chapter Fifteen- Ceiling Problem
And in that split instant before their lips touched, the ceiling sagged. Hermione screamed. They both scrambled on top of Hermione's wand-made bed and stared at the ceiling like those freaky kids in movies. Suddenly, Harry Potter fell through the ceiling, lacking grace and clean hair. "Reparo." Hermione said shakily, staring at the ceiling as it repaired itself. Harry stood up. "Sorry, guys, Ron dared me to jump through the ceiling above your room. I'll be going now." He left, oddly edgy. As soon as he left, Draco jumped up, "I knew it!" he shouted in glee. "I knew who did it! Harry pushed you off the balcony!"
"Why in the world would he do that?" Hermione looked very skeptical.
Draco just looked at her, "Hello!" he said, "He just admitted it to us! He said that Ron dared him to jump through the ceiling. Why would he do that? I bet Ron or someone else dared him to push you off the balcony."
"Okay, say he did. Why does he want me dead?"
"I don't know, but I think we should get back to that kiss."
Hermione smiled, "Okay, fine." He leaned in again and a fire started burning between them, a fire of love. She saw the look in his eyes as he kissed her with passion. He asked her for entrance with his tongue, but immediately, she pulled away, scared. "What?" he asked, clearly oblivious to the fact that Hermione was staring at him.
"No." she stated.
"No what?"
"No tongue."
"Why not?" he said, sounding for all the world like a little kid.
"Are you whining? Why should I tell you?" she said, sounding for all the world like the kid's mother.
"Come on, Hermione!" he said, whining some more.
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Do you know how stupid this is?"
"No."
"Why didn't you fall for it?"
"I'm smart."
"No."
"No."
"No."
"No."
"Come on, Hermione!"
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"Shut up, Draco."
"Okay," he said and he leaned in again and kissed her. She squealed, squirmed and wriggled, but he didn't let go. He kept kissing her, running his fingers through her hair and finally pulling away. She glared at him in fake anger. He smiled back. "So, can we really snog now?"
"No."
"Come on, Hermione."
"No."
"Yes."
"Oh god, not this again!"
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"You know I'm not going to give up."
"Yeah, I do. I also know that this is really, really childish. I'm going to eat dinner. Bye!" She stepped off her bed and walked outside, her goal the Great Hall. But before she could reach it Draco knocked her unconscious. He then ran over, picked her up, woke her up, and promptly got kicked in the butt. He had made the mistake of standing over her after putting her down to wake her up.
She smirked as he jumped around in pain and managed to get to the Great Hall without incident. What she found there was absolute nothing. A black hole. She felt her feet start moving. And what she saw scared her more than anything else. She was being dragged over an endless pit. She was being dragged over an endless pit on a mini roller-coaster track at about 50 mph. And the end was nowhere in sight.
Meanwhile, Draco had gotten over his pain and was heading to the Great Hall. In front of it, frozen was Hermione, both hands pressed against the door. As he walked closer, he realized her eyes were glassy, like she couldn't see. Something was going on. And Draco Malfoy was going to find out.
Falling...I started falling. Like the world was all tumbling out behind me. Everything faded to black mist. Where am I? Who did this? I was just going to dinner. Why is there a knife in my hand? Draco's here, isn't he.
Draco watched her take a knife to her heart...
A/N: Do you still hate me? I know, I know you do.