~*Rising Temptations*~
Author's Note: This will be the last chapter up for a long time because I'm going to
Australia tomorrow. I'm coming back on August 3rd, but due to jet lag and stuff, don't
expect one for a while. I'm still looking forward to reviews though.Ciao!
Summary: This is a Hermione/Draco, Ron/Lavender, and Harry/Ginny fic but mainly
evolved around Hermione and Draco. They're in their 7th year at Hogwarts, but this
year something different is happening. Idea based on Temptation Island.
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing except for the plot. You know the deal.
Chapter 5 - The Truth and the Dare:
Knock, knock, knock. Hermione rose from sitting cross legged on the floor gossiping
with Ginny.
She had been at the Weasly household for two days and enjoying every minute of it.
All the Weaslys have been so nice and warm to her. Mrs. Weasly constantly asked her
if she was hungry, even if it was five minutes after dinner.
"Can't have guests go hungry," she always says.
Mr. Weasly isn't at home a lot. He leaves for at the Ministry very early in the morning
and usually return well after everyone's asleep. Fred and George, like Ron and Harry
said, are constantly causing trouble. Whenever Hermione tries to educate them with
facts about the after effects of their pranks, they would start whining things like, "Oh
Hermione, please, you're not our mother," or "Just because you know everything
doesn't mean you have to teach us," and then she would get dragged out of the room.
The only people that are almost always by her side are Harry, Ron, and Ginny. Ginny
had written her a list of spells for putting on makeup so that Hermione didn't wake
her up every morning at eight. How could eight be early? But something strange was
going on with Ginny. Hermione had a feeling that she was hiding something from her.
Whenever she talked about Harry or maybe even Ron, Ginny would start wringing her
hands together and stammer something to change the subject. What ever it was, she
knew that Ginny would tell her sometime. As for Harry, Hermione thinks she's falling
more and more in love with him everyday. The way he looks at her, the way he
smiles,
and even the way he looks in the morning half asleep makes her heart grow warm and
the butterflies in her stomach flutter around uncontrollably. Ron, however, is a
different story. He seems to always hide behind Harry whenever they talk together
and barely says a word to her. 'If he really likes me, he could at least start talking to
me,' Hermione thought. 'I mean, he is one of my best friends.'
Hermione walked over to the door and opened it. Standing outside in the hallway was
a very red Ron.
"Uh, hi Hermione. I was wonder, well actually Harry, but both of us, well."
"Ron? Sorry but you're not making any sense here."
By this time Ginny had wandered over beside Hermione with a huge smirk on her
face.
"Sorry Hermione, hello Ginny. What I'm trying to say is, me and Harry - "
"- Harry and I," Hermione corrected.
"- yea what ever. Harry and I wanted to ask is you two girls would like to sneak into
our rooms tonight so we can talk in private or something."
"Oh sure Ron, but can't we talk privately in the day time as well?" Ginny asked.
Ron shrugged, "Well Harry insisted at night."
Both girls agreed, closed the door, and sat back to their endless chatter.
At dinner time, Fred and George kept on eyeing each other and trying not to laugh.
Everyone knew they had some trick up their sleeves. It wasn't until Mrs. Weasly took
a drink from her mug that the prank was known. With each sip of pumpkin ale she
took, a loud obnoxious burp came afterwards. It was some kind of dissolving tablet
called 'Burp-A-Sip'. It was funny alright, especially to the twins, but not so much
afterwards when they were grounded for a week without their wands.
After dinner, everyone went to mind their own business. Hermione curled up on the
couch with 'One Thousand Useful Potions For Everyday Life', Ginny went upstairs to
finish her Transfiguration homework, Ron and Harry brought out Wizard's Chess and
were playing in their room, the twins locked themselves in their room to dream up
another mischievous prank, and Mrs. Weasly busied herself with household chores. At
exactly ten o'clock, Ginny came downstairs and loudly exclaimed, "Merlin, am I
tired. Come on Hermione. Let's go to sleep."
Hermione closed her book and started up the stairs, then turned and winked and Harry
and Ron. Harry winked back while Ron just blushed again and lowered his head. In
half and hour, the door to Ron and Harry's room clicked shut and the monstrous noise
also called Fred and George's snoring could be heard. Hermione and Ginny lay in bed
with their eyes open. Ginny whispered something to Hermione once in a while to
make sure she hasn't fallen asleep. At eleven, Mrs. Weasly shut the door to her room
and the whole house was silent except for the awful snoring.
"Psst, Hermione? I think it's safe to go now," Ginny whispered.
Hermione cautiously got up and made her way down the bunk ladder since she was
the one on top. As soon as she reached the carpeted ground, Ginny stepped out beside
her. The two girls tiptoed toward the door and slowly twisted the doorknob, then even
more slowly pulled it open. When the crack was just enough for them to fit through,
they crept out silently across the hall to the boys' room. Again they carefully opened
the door just to be greeted by two blinding flashlights in their faces.
"Cut that out!" Ginny and Hermione hissed.
Immediately the lights were gone.
"Lumos," Harry whispered, and a soft light could be seen in the air.
"Lumos." This time it was Ron. The two lights together dimmed the room, but it was
still dark. Luckily Ginny and Hermione both brought their wands as well. With the
four illuminating wands, the boys' room was perfect, light-wise. The four sat in a
circle on the ground.
"So, what's to talk about," Hermione said, breaking the silence.
She caught Ginny and Harry exchange a glance. The two then looked back at
Hermione. She frowned and stole a peek at Ron who was examining the floor again.
"Ok, are you ready to hear this, Mione?" Harry asked.
His warm, almost glowing green eyes were filled with concern. Hermione looked at
him and felt weak inside. She was glad that she wasn't standing up. She raised an
eyebrow and nodded. 'What's up with them?' She wondered.
"Well you see, me and Harry, oh oops, I mean, Harry and I - ," Ginny started.
" - We're dating." Harry finished.
Hermione's chocolate eyes widened as the cruel words hit her. We're dating, we're
dating, we're dating.it was like she was in a dream. No, more like a nightmare
because she felt so cold. So bloody cold. Like someone just poured a bucket of ice
over her head. And to make things worse, the feeling in her stomach was making her
sick. Suddenly she didn't feel like being at Ron's anymore. She wanted to go home, or
go anywhere. Anywhere but here, in this room. 'Oh merlin, I can't breath!' Hermione
screamed in her head. She felt a warm hand on her shoulder. Drifting out of her
nightmare she looked up and saw those emerald eyes staring into hers.
"Hermione? Hermione are you ok? Oh gosh, we shouldn't have told you. We didn't
know that you would act this way!" Harry groaned.
"No, no, I'm glad you told me," Hermione's eyes pulled away from Harry's and down
to the carpet. "I'm glad I know now. Thank you for telling me. Really."
"Are you sure you're ok? Do you want to get some rest? We're ok with that you
know," Ginny added.
Hermione just nodded and swallowed the lump in her throat. Harry's touch brought
warmth into her once again, but now hearing Ginny's voice brought back the
coldness, the iciness, the jealousy. Then another voice interrupted her thoughts. It was
Ron's.
"Let's play Truth or Dare,"
Then for some strange reason Hermione grinned at Ron and hugged him.
"You know what Ron? That's a great idea. You really are a genius!"
Ron stared back at Hermione as if she was the crypt keeper. Harry pulled out a strange
looking stone about the size of a lemon. It was midnight black. So black that if you
stare at it long enough, the blackness would fill your mind and pull you in as if it was
transfixing you. He set the stone down gently in the middle of the circle.
"This stone is for playing 'Truth or Dare'," he explained. "For truths, if you don't tell
the truth, the stone will become fire red. If you keep on lying, on your third lie it will
cast a curse on you. It's impossible to predict what curse. This stone knows thousands,
maybe millions of curses. For dares, if you don't do the dare, it will curse you as
well."
"Hmm, what a nice stone you got there honey," Ginny said.
Honey. She called him honey. Coldness. Blackness. Jealousy. 'Snap out of it Mione!'
She reminded herself.
"Ok, well how about I ask first," Harry declared. "I choose Ginny."
"Umm, truth."
"Ok, who was your first crush?"
"IthinkitwouldbeNeville," she blurted.
Even Hermione couldn't help grinning.
"Come again?" She smirked.
Ginny took a deep breath, "I said I think it would be Neville."
"NEVILLE?" As in Neville Longbottom?" Harry asked, clearly surprised.
"Yes, that Neville. Well I mean, it was my first couple of days at Hogwarts and he was
just so nice to me!"
The stone remained perfectly black.
"Ok, enough about me. I will ask Hermione."
"I'll pick truth."
"Hmm, well I know so much about you already. Wait I know. Something you would
never answer; who do you have a crush on?"
Ron started wringing his hands again.
"I don't like anybody."
The stone turned a shade of red so bright no one could look at it for long.
"Ooh, so you do like somebody. Who? Tell!" Ginny urged.
Hermione's heart sped up. How could she tell? It would be so humiliating! What kind
of curse does the stone possess?
"Nobody," she whispered.
The red turned brighter, casting a red glow around it.
"Hermione, just tell us. We're your best friends. We don't want you to be cursed you
know," Harry pleaded.
"No." she whispered even softer. "I like nobody."
The stone flew up and over Hermione. All of a sudden she felt oh so weak. Her
eyelids seemed like they weighed a ton. Then everything was dark.
Mwahahahaha!!!! A cliffhanger!!!! I am so cruel am I not? Oh I think I am. Wanna
know what happens? Well all u hafta do if submit a review and then I'll keep on
writing. Sorry I'm leaving you with a cliffhanger right before my trip. It just proves
how horrid I am. *grins* Remember, I'm waiting.
~dragon tamer
Author's Note: This will be the last chapter up for a long time because I'm going to
Australia tomorrow. I'm coming back on August 3rd, but due to jet lag and stuff, don't
expect one for a while. I'm still looking forward to reviews though.Ciao!
Summary: This is a Hermione/Draco, Ron/Lavender, and Harry/Ginny fic but mainly
evolved around Hermione and Draco. They're in their 7th year at Hogwarts, but this
year something different is happening. Idea based on Temptation Island.
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing except for the plot. You know the deal.
Chapter 5 - The Truth and the Dare:
Knock, knock, knock. Hermione rose from sitting cross legged on the floor gossiping
with Ginny.
She had been at the Weasly household for two days and enjoying every minute of it.
All the Weaslys have been so nice and warm to her. Mrs. Weasly constantly asked her
if she was hungry, even if it was five minutes after dinner.
"Can't have guests go hungry," she always says.
Mr. Weasly isn't at home a lot. He leaves for at the Ministry very early in the morning
and usually return well after everyone's asleep. Fred and George, like Ron and Harry
said, are constantly causing trouble. Whenever Hermione tries to educate them with
facts about the after effects of their pranks, they would start whining things like, "Oh
Hermione, please, you're not our mother," or "Just because you know everything
doesn't mean you have to teach us," and then she would get dragged out of the room.
The only people that are almost always by her side are Harry, Ron, and Ginny. Ginny
had written her a list of spells for putting on makeup so that Hermione didn't wake
her up every morning at eight. How could eight be early? But something strange was
going on with Ginny. Hermione had a feeling that she was hiding something from her.
Whenever she talked about Harry or maybe even Ron, Ginny would start wringing her
hands together and stammer something to change the subject. What ever it was, she
knew that Ginny would tell her sometime. As for Harry, Hermione thinks she's falling
more and more in love with him everyday. The way he looks at her, the way he
smiles,
and even the way he looks in the morning half asleep makes her heart grow warm and
the butterflies in her stomach flutter around uncontrollably. Ron, however, is a
different story. He seems to always hide behind Harry whenever they talk together
and barely says a word to her. 'If he really likes me, he could at least start talking to
me,' Hermione thought. 'I mean, he is one of my best friends.'
Hermione walked over to the door and opened it. Standing outside in the hallway was
a very red Ron.
"Uh, hi Hermione. I was wonder, well actually Harry, but both of us, well."
"Ron? Sorry but you're not making any sense here."
By this time Ginny had wandered over beside Hermione with a huge smirk on her
face.
"Sorry Hermione, hello Ginny. What I'm trying to say is, me and Harry - "
"- Harry and I," Hermione corrected.
"- yea what ever. Harry and I wanted to ask is you two girls would like to sneak into
our rooms tonight so we can talk in private or something."
"Oh sure Ron, but can't we talk privately in the day time as well?" Ginny asked.
Ron shrugged, "Well Harry insisted at night."
Both girls agreed, closed the door, and sat back to their endless chatter.
At dinner time, Fred and George kept on eyeing each other and trying not to laugh.
Everyone knew they had some trick up their sleeves. It wasn't until Mrs. Weasly took
a drink from her mug that the prank was known. With each sip of pumpkin ale she
took, a loud obnoxious burp came afterwards. It was some kind of dissolving tablet
called 'Burp-A-Sip'. It was funny alright, especially to the twins, but not so much
afterwards when they were grounded for a week without their wands.
After dinner, everyone went to mind their own business. Hermione curled up on the
couch with 'One Thousand Useful Potions For Everyday Life', Ginny went upstairs to
finish her Transfiguration homework, Ron and Harry brought out Wizard's Chess and
were playing in their room, the twins locked themselves in their room to dream up
another mischievous prank, and Mrs. Weasly busied herself with household chores. At
exactly ten o'clock, Ginny came downstairs and loudly exclaimed, "Merlin, am I
tired. Come on Hermione. Let's go to sleep."
Hermione closed her book and started up the stairs, then turned and winked and Harry
and Ron. Harry winked back while Ron just blushed again and lowered his head. In
half and hour, the door to Ron and Harry's room clicked shut and the monstrous noise
also called Fred and George's snoring could be heard. Hermione and Ginny lay in bed
with their eyes open. Ginny whispered something to Hermione once in a while to
make sure she hasn't fallen asleep. At eleven, Mrs. Weasly shut the door to her room
and the whole house was silent except for the awful snoring.
"Psst, Hermione? I think it's safe to go now," Ginny whispered.
Hermione cautiously got up and made her way down the bunk ladder since she was
the one on top. As soon as she reached the carpeted ground, Ginny stepped out beside
her. The two girls tiptoed toward the door and slowly twisted the doorknob, then even
more slowly pulled it open. When the crack was just enough for them to fit through,
they crept out silently across the hall to the boys' room. Again they carefully opened
the door just to be greeted by two blinding flashlights in their faces.
"Cut that out!" Ginny and Hermione hissed.
Immediately the lights were gone.
"Lumos," Harry whispered, and a soft light could be seen in the air.
"Lumos." This time it was Ron. The two lights together dimmed the room, but it was
still dark. Luckily Ginny and Hermione both brought their wands as well. With the
four illuminating wands, the boys' room was perfect, light-wise. The four sat in a
circle on the ground.
"So, what's to talk about," Hermione said, breaking the silence.
She caught Ginny and Harry exchange a glance. The two then looked back at
Hermione. She frowned and stole a peek at Ron who was examining the floor again.
"Ok, are you ready to hear this, Mione?" Harry asked.
His warm, almost glowing green eyes were filled with concern. Hermione looked at
him and felt weak inside. She was glad that she wasn't standing up. She raised an
eyebrow and nodded. 'What's up with them?' She wondered.
"Well you see, me and Harry, oh oops, I mean, Harry and I - ," Ginny started.
" - We're dating." Harry finished.
Hermione's chocolate eyes widened as the cruel words hit her. We're dating, we're
dating, we're dating.it was like she was in a dream. No, more like a nightmare
because she felt so cold. So bloody cold. Like someone just poured a bucket of ice
over her head. And to make things worse, the feeling in her stomach was making her
sick. Suddenly she didn't feel like being at Ron's anymore. She wanted to go home, or
go anywhere. Anywhere but here, in this room. 'Oh merlin, I can't breath!' Hermione
screamed in her head. She felt a warm hand on her shoulder. Drifting out of her
nightmare she looked up and saw those emerald eyes staring into hers.
"Hermione? Hermione are you ok? Oh gosh, we shouldn't have told you. We didn't
know that you would act this way!" Harry groaned.
"No, no, I'm glad you told me," Hermione's eyes pulled away from Harry's and down
to the carpet. "I'm glad I know now. Thank you for telling me. Really."
"Are you sure you're ok? Do you want to get some rest? We're ok with that you
know," Ginny added.
Hermione just nodded and swallowed the lump in her throat. Harry's touch brought
warmth into her once again, but now hearing Ginny's voice brought back the
coldness, the iciness, the jealousy. Then another voice interrupted her thoughts. It was
Ron's.
"Let's play Truth or Dare,"
Then for some strange reason Hermione grinned at Ron and hugged him.
"You know what Ron? That's a great idea. You really are a genius!"
Ron stared back at Hermione as if she was the crypt keeper. Harry pulled out a strange
looking stone about the size of a lemon. It was midnight black. So black that if you
stare at it long enough, the blackness would fill your mind and pull you in as if it was
transfixing you. He set the stone down gently in the middle of the circle.
"This stone is for playing 'Truth or Dare'," he explained. "For truths, if you don't tell
the truth, the stone will become fire red. If you keep on lying, on your third lie it will
cast a curse on you. It's impossible to predict what curse. This stone knows thousands,
maybe millions of curses. For dares, if you don't do the dare, it will curse you as
well."
"Hmm, what a nice stone you got there honey," Ginny said.
Honey. She called him honey. Coldness. Blackness. Jealousy. 'Snap out of it Mione!'
She reminded herself.
"Ok, well how about I ask first," Harry declared. "I choose Ginny."
"Umm, truth."
"Ok, who was your first crush?"
"IthinkitwouldbeNeville," she blurted.
Even Hermione couldn't help grinning.
"Come again?" She smirked.
Ginny took a deep breath, "I said I think it would be Neville."
"NEVILLE?" As in Neville Longbottom?" Harry asked, clearly surprised.
"Yes, that Neville. Well I mean, it was my first couple of days at Hogwarts and he was
just so nice to me!"
The stone remained perfectly black.
"Ok, enough about me. I will ask Hermione."
"I'll pick truth."
"Hmm, well I know so much about you already. Wait I know. Something you would
never answer; who do you have a crush on?"
Ron started wringing his hands again.
"I don't like anybody."
The stone turned a shade of red so bright no one could look at it for long.
"Ooh, so you do like somebody. Who? Tell!" Ginny urged.
Hermione's heart sped up. How could she tell? It would be so humiliating! What kind
of curse does the stone possess?
"Nobody," she whispered.
The red turned brighter, casting a red glow around it.
"Hermione, just tell us. We're your best friends. We don't want you to be cursed you
know," Harry pleaded.
"No." she whispered even softer. "I like nobody."
The stone flew up and over Hermione. All of a sudden she felt oh so weak. Her
eyelids seemed like they weighed a ton. Then everything was dark.
Mwahahahaha!!!! A cliffhanger!!!! I am so cruel am I not? Oh I think I am. Wanna
know what happens? Well all u hafta do if submit a review and then I'll keep on
writing. Sorry I'm leaving you with a cliffhanger right before my trip. It just proves
how horrid I am. *grins* Remember, I'm waiting.
~dragon tamer