~*Rising Temptations*~
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. The fic
won't seem like it in the beginning, but stick with me. I'm getting there.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, I suck..haha!
Chapter 6 - The Curse:
Hermione woke up to a bright blinding light. She squinted her eyes and tried to open
them, but the brightness was just too powerful. She heard a couple voices by her side,
but her sense weren't working properly yet.
"Look, oh look Arthur, she's coming around. Oh thank god, I think she's waking!"
Hermione guessed that the voice belonged to Mrs. Weasly and that Mr. Weasly was
beside her. She felt a cool cloth being put on her forehead and her dizzying head at
once felt much better. She tried opening her eyes again, and succeeded. Blinking a
couple times to clear the blurriness, she found herself lying on Mrs. Weasly's king
sized bed.
"Hermione? Dear? Are you alright honey?" The soothing voice asked. "Oh, we've
been so worried about you. We thought you weren't going to wake up, oh Hermione!"
"Shh, shh. Don't disturb Hermione now. Calm down. She awake now, see?" Mr.
Weasly replied.
Hermione groaned and muttered, "What in Merlin's name happened?"
The couple looked at each other and then at her.
"You get some rest for now. We'll tell you later. How about I bring you some chicken
noodle soup?" Mrs. Weasly asked.
Hermione nodded and closed her eyes again. She didn't feel tired or hurt. What
happened to her? Why is she being treated like she's ill? Where's Harry and the
others?
Harry. That name. Oh, the memories that are flooding back. The game of Truth or
Dare. That stone, glowing so red. Hermione gasped. The curse! She fell unconscious
after the curse. 'Funny, I don't feel any different. Maybe the whole story behind the
stone is all phoney. Probably just one of Fred and George's pranks.' She reassured
herself.
Then she heard footsteps coming her way. She turned over towards the sound and saw
Harry, Ron and Ginny cautiously walk beside the bed and kneeled down. Ginny bit
her lip and grabbed Hermione's hand, squeezing it tightly. Harry looked behind his
shoulder as Ron gently closed the door.
"Ok, now that we're alone, "Harry started. "Let's talk about last night."
"Oh Hermione, we were all so scared when that stupid stone cast the curse on you."
Ginny said.
Then Ron whispered, "If only we knew what the curse is."
"Well, maybe this will explain it," Harry answered holding up a small white slip of
paper. "It seems that only you will be able to work it."
Hermione took the slip from Harry's palm and read the black ink on it:
'To the one bewitched with the spell. Tap this slip of paper once with your wand and
all will be revealed to you.'
Hermione reached into her pocket and brought out her wand. Lightly tapping the slip,
she swallowed hard as her heart raced. 'Please don't be a deadly curse, please,' she
silently begged. Suddenly the words on the paper disappeared and new ones appeared:
'Adamo Hostes Hostium'
Hermione inhaled sharply and slowly looked up at her friends who were intently
watching her.
"Well? What does it say Mione?" Harry questioned her, his green eyes glittering.
"It's the 'Adamo Hostes Hostium' curse!" She blubbered out.
"The what curse? Sorry Herms, but we're not as smart as you, if you haven't already
notice," Ginny lightly joked.
"Adamo Hostes Hostium, it's in Latin. 'Adamo' means 'love', and 'Hostes Hostium'
means 'enemy'. Generally it means 'to love the enemy'," Hermione explained.
"To love the enemy? What does that mean?" Ron clearly had a puzzled look on his
face.
Hermione started sobbing. "It means that whoever I hate or loath the most, my enemy,
is the one I have fallen in love with!"
Ginny gave a shrill squeal and embraced the crying girl. "Oh Mione, that's horrible!"
"There must be an antidote or some kind of reverse spell, right?" Harry suggested
hopefully.
Hermione looked up with her wet brown eyes. "Why of course! Harry you're a
genius!"
"Well then it's decided. We'll all do everything we can to help of friend Hermione get
rid of this silly curse." Harry stated.
All her friends agreed and Hermione grinned. 'I have the best friends in the whole
world.'
For the next couple of days, Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione searched through every
single book in the Weasly household. At the end of the week, the gang all met in
Harry and Ron's room.
"Any luck anyone?" Harry glanced around.
Everyone shook their heads.
"Well mum and dad aren't really the kind interested in curses. Our school books don't
help either since Hogwarts don't teach this kind of curse," Ginny said.
"We did ask the twins to keep their eyes out for us though," Ron added.
The four sat in silence for a brief moment before they heard rapid knocking on the
door. It flew open before Ginny reached it and George stepped in waving a brown
book.
"I've got it! I've got the perfect book!" He cried.
Hermione squealed and ran over to hug him hard. George's jaw dropped open, but
then he quickly closed it, replaced with a smirk. Ron noticed and scowled at his
brother. Hermione took the big leather covered book and sat down beside Harry. On
the cover were the gold calligraphy words 'The Complete Book to Curses and Hexes'.
She quickly flipped through it and announced that it was in alphabetical order, which
made everyone's life a lot easier. With each, Hermione found the exact page.
She cleared her throat and started reading, "The 'Adamo Hostes Hostium' curse is
mainly used as a joke around the world. The person whom the curse is cast upon will
immediately fall deeply in love with the one he or she loathes. Most likely someone
around his or her age. There is no fast cure to this curse. The only possible way to
break the curse would be when the enemy declares his or her love for the recipient as
well."
Hermione finished and looked around at the shocked faces of her friends. It was true.
This curse was horrible, but the question is, 'who is she madly in love with right
now?'
"Who's your worst enemy?" Ron asked, almost seeming like he'd read her thoughts.
"Gee, I can't think right now. If it's someone my age, then perhaps a seventh year at
Hogwarts?"
"You're right Herms, but, who?" Ginny asked.
"Well, as a matter of fact, I can think of one person who would fit," Harry half said
half whispered.
No one dared say a thing as they waited for Harry to continue.
"Draco Malfoy."
So? Is it good? Is it bad? How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me?
Mwahahaha I know I'm so evil with the curse and all, but.I love Hermione and
Draco together. It won't be easy though, you know Draco. Well, please review!
~dragon tamer
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. The fic
won't seem like it in the beginning, but stick with me. I'm getting there.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, I suck..haha!
Chapter 6 - The Curse:
Hermione woke up to a bright blinding light. She squinted her eyes and tried to open
them, but the brightness was just too powerful. She heard a couple voices by her side,
but her sense weren't working properly yet.
"Look, oh look Arthur, she's coming around. Oh thank god, I think she's waking!"
Hermione guessed that the voice belonged to Mrs. Weasly and that Mr. Weasly was
beside her. She felt a cool cloth being put on her forehead and her dizzying head at
once felt much better. She tried opening her eyes again, and succeeded. Blinking a
couple times to clear the blurriness, she found herself lying on Mrs. Weasly's king
sized bed.
"Hermione? Dear? Are you alright honey?" The soothing voice asked. "Oh, we've
been so worried about you. We thought you weren't going to wake up, oh Hermione!"
"Shh, shh. Don't disturb Hermione now. Calm down. She awake now, see?" Mr.
Weasly replied.
Hermione groaned and muttered, "What in Merlin's name happened?"
The couple looked at each other and then at her.
"You get some rest for now. We'll tell you later. How about I bring you some chicken
noodle soup?" Mrs. Weasly asked.
Hermione nodded and closed her eyes again. She didn't feel tired or hurt. What
happened to her? Why is she being treated like she's ill? Where's Harry and the
others?
Harry. That name. Oh, the memories that are flooding back. The game of Truth or
Dare. That stone, glowing so red. Hermione gasped. The curse! She fell unconscious
after the curse. 'Funny, I don't feel any different. Maybe the whole story behind the
stone is all phoney. Probably just one of Fred and George's pranks.' She reassured
herself.
Then she heard footsteps coming her way. She turned over towards the sound and saw
Harry, Ron and Ginny cautiously walk beside the bed and kneeled down. Ginny bit
her lip and grabbed Hermione's hand, squeezing it tightly. Harry looked behind his
shoulder as Ron gently closed the door.
"Ok, now that we're alone, "Harry started. "Let's talk about last night."
"Oh Hermione, we were all so scared when that stupid stone cast the curse on you."
Ginny said.
Then Ron whispered, "If only we knew what the curse is."
"Well, maybe this will explain it," Harry answered holding up a small white slip of
paper. "It seems that only you will be able to work it."
Hermione took the slip from Harry's palm and read the black ink on it:
'To the one bewitched with the spell. Tap this slip of paper once with your wand and
all will be revealed to you.'
Hermione reached into her pocket and brought out her wand. Lightly tapping the slip,
she swallowed hard as her heart raced. 'Please don't be a deadly curse, please,' she
silently begged. Suddenly the words on the paper disappeared and new ones appeared:
'Adamo Hostes Hostium'
Hermione inhaled sharply and slowly looked up at her friends who were intently
watching her.
"Well? What does it say Mione?" Harry questioned her, his green eyes glittering.
"It's the 'Adamo Hostes Hostium' curse!" She blubbered out.
"The what curse? Sorry Herms, but we're not as smart as you, if you haven't already
notice," Ginny lightly joked.
"Adamo Hostes Hostium, it's in Latin. 'Adamo' means 'love', and 'Hostes Hostium'
means 'enemy'. Generally it means 'to love the enemy'," Hermione explained.
"To love the enemy? What does that mean?" Ron clearly had a puzzled look on his
face.
Hermione started sobbing. "It means that whoever I hate or loath the most, my enemy,
is the one I have fallen in love with!"
Ginny gave a shrill squeal and embraced the crying girl. "Oh Mione, that's horrible!"
"There must be an antidote or some kind of reverse spell, right?" Harry suggested
hopefully.
Hermione looked up with her wet brown eyes. "Why of course! Harry you're a
genius!"
"Well then it's decided. We'll all do everything we can to help of friend Hermione get
rid of this silly curse." Harry stated.
All her friends agreed and Hermione grinned. 'I have the best friends in the whole
world.'
For the next couple of days, Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione searched through every
single book in the Weasly household. At the end of the week, the gang all met in
Harry and Ron's room.
"Any luck anyone?" Harry glanced around.
Everyone shook their heads.
"Well mum and dad aren't really the kind interested in curses. Our school books don't
help either since Hogwarts don't teach this kind of curse," Ginny said.
"We did ask the twins to keep their eyes out for us though," Ron added.
The four sat in silence for a brief moment before they heard rapid knocking on the
door. It flew open before Ginny reached it and George stepped in waving a brown
book.
"I've got it! I've got the perfect book!" He cried.
Hermione squealed and ran over to hug him hard. George's jaw dropped open, but
then he quickly closed it, replaced with a smirk. Ron noticed and scowled at his
brother. Hermione took the big leather covered book and sat down beside Harry. On
the cover were the gold calligraphy words 'The Complete Book to Curses and Hexes'.
She quickly flipped through it and announced that it was in alphabetical order, which
made everyone's life a lot easier. With each, Hermione found the exact page.
She cleared her throat and started reading, "The 'Adamo Hostes Hostium' curse is
mainly used as a joke around the world. The person whom the curse is cast upon will
immediately fall deeply in love with the one he or she loathes. Most likely someone
around his or her age. There is no fast cure to this curse. The only possible way to
break the curse would be when the enemy declares his or her love for the recipient as
well."
Hermione finished and looked around at the shocked faces of her friends. It was true.
This curse was horrible, but the question is, 'who is she madly in love with right
now?'
"Who's your worst enemy?" Ron asked, almost seeming like he'd read her thoughts.
"Gee, I can't think right now. If it's someone my age, then perhaps a seventh year at
Hogwarts?"
"You're right Herms, but, who?" Ginny asked.
"Well, as a matter of fact, I can think of one person who would fit," Harry half said
half whispered.
No one dared say a thing as they waited for Harry to continue.
"Draco Malfoy."
So? Is it good? Is it bad? How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me?
Mwahahaha I know I'm so evil with the curse and all, but.I love Hermione and
Draco together. It won't be easy though, you know Draco. Well, please review!
~dragon tamer