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 14 – The Break-up:
Continuing from last time:
As Draco walked her back to their Common Room, chatting happily, they suddenly
hear a girl yelling while a guy argued back.
"I can't believe you! How could you!"
Hermione pulled Draco into a corner while she peeped out to see what the commotion
was. Hermione gasped and put a hand to her mouth. Draco switched positions with
her and checked out what upset Hermione so much. He couldn't help but smirk a little
at the sight in front of them. Ginny and Harry were standing in the middle of the hall.
Harry had a very sad, pale look on his face while Ginny's was the exact opposite. Her
face was bright red, almost equal to her hair and she constantly swept a hand across
her cheeks to wipe off tears. Slap! The loud noise rang through the hallway. Hermione
gasped as quietly as she could manage. Silence surrounded them. Hermione tried to
breathe quietly, to hear what will happen next.
Ginny sobbed hard, hiccupping. "Harry Potter, you have broken my heart." With
another sob and a series of hiccups, fast footsteps could be heard running away.
Hermione stood frozen. It wasn't until she felt Draco shift beside her that she snapped
back into reality. She glanced up at him, her eyes wide open. He had a puzzled, yet
evilly content look on his face. Hermione made a mental note to yell at him later.
Right now she had more important things to take care of. As Head Girl, it was her
responsibility to maintain the happiness of all students, and there were currently two
that were way below that feeling. Plus, they were her best friends. Hermione watched
Harry lean against the wall and slowly sink down, his head in his hands. Her heart
ached for her friend. Hermione couldn't stay hidden any longer. She stepped out of
the shadows, gesturing Draco to stay.
"Um, Harry? It's me, Hermione."
Harry didn't even raise his head, let alone answer. Hermione tried again.
"You know, miss know-it-all, fellow Gryffindor, your best friend?"
Slowly Harry raised his head, his face sad and stiff.
"Oh Harry, don't look at me like that! I don't want to start crying here!"
Harry only lowered his eyes.
"I've taken enough crying for today Herms."
Hermione smiled. At least he was trying to be optimistic about the whole thing. She
lowered herself beside him on the soft carpeted floor.
"So, will you tell me what happened?"
Harry sighed, but didn't glance at her.
"I'm not sure if I want to talk about it right now. Sorry Mione."
Hermione patted him on the shoulder.
"No problem. But when you are ready, I'm here Ok?"
Harry looked up and attempted to smile, but it didn't work very well. Hermione
waved and thought it was best to let him be. Maybe Ginny could explain it. She
decided to go find her friend. On her way to the Gryffindor Common Room,
Hermione couldn't see Draco anywhere. He probably went back to the Heads Room
to smirk and laugh. That arse hole. She quickened her steps and hastily repeated the
password to the Fat Lady. Ginny was no where to be found in the Common Room, but
many girls were huddled around muttering about something, constantly pointing to
the Girl's Dorms. Hermione decided to check there next. She found Ginny's dorm,
and unsurprisingly it was locked. Hermione couldn't help but grin when a simple
unlocking spell was all it needed to open the door. Never underestimate the
knowledge of the top student. Hermione's eyes located her distressed friend
immediately. Maybe it was the hair or maybe it was the mind shattering wails.
Hermione rushed over to where Ginny was sprawled on her bed, face buried in the
pillows.
"Go away! (Sob, hiccup) I don't want (Sob) to talk to (Hiccup) you!" Ginny's muffled
voice came from inside the pillows.
"It's just me, Hermione!"
Ginny flew up and threw herself against the shocked Hermione.
"Oh I'm so glad it's just you! Oh Hermione, you're the only one I can count on!" Her
sobs were rapidly decreasing, much to Hermione's relief.
Hermione hugged Ginny back, smoothing out her messed up red hair.
"It's Ok, Ginny."
Ginny pulled back and wiped her face, shaking her head.
"No Mione, it won't be Ok. My heart is shattered, I can't go on!"
"There, there. At least tell me what happened."
"Ok."
Hermione sighed. She was sure Ginny would tell her.
"I saw him kissing her! I saw that idiot boyfriend of mine kissing that slut!" Ginny
gasped out and started wailing again.
Hermione winced. "Tell me the whole thing. I want to know everything."
Ginny steadied her voice. "Well I was supposed to meet H-h-harry in the library after
dinner. So I went and looked for him in our special corner. But lo and behold there's
the biggest slut of all time, Pansy Parkinson just totally making out with my
b-boyfriend!" Ginny stopped to take a few deep breaths before continuing. "I mean, I
know that Pansy's not the ugliest girl in school and that lots of guys like her, but I
never thought that that git would actually like her! And stand me up for HER!"
Hermione was deep in thought the whole time. There was something fishy here. She'd
never heard Harry say a single nice thing about a Slytherine, especially Pansy
Parkinson. Why would he all of a sudden be making out with her? It didn't seem
right. It didn't seem right at all.
Ginny kept on going. "So when I saw them, I screamed and started crying. They both
froze and Pansy looked at me with the biggest Slytherine-like smirk on her pug face.
She was like, 'Oh it's you Ginny! I knew you would come, but can't you see that
Harry's busy right now? With me?' I didn't know what to say! I just ran out of the
library. I think Harry called my name a few time and he chased after me. Him being a
guy and also a Seeker, he caught up to me and tried to explain. Did you hear me
yelling at him?"
Hermione nodded.
"Yeah, then I started yelling at him." Ginny concluded.
"You know Gin, I believe everything you've said, but some things just puzzle me.
I've known Harry for more than six years. I'm absolutely positive that he feels
nothing for that Parkinson slut."
Ginny rubbed her eyes. "That's what I'm trying to make myself believe, but then
again, he didn't even apologize! He didn't even say that it was a mistake or anything!
Arg, I'm so confused!"
Ginny got up from her bed and started pacing around.
"Do you want me to talk to Harry for you?"
Ginny stopped. "Oh would you? Thank you so much Hermione! You're such a great
friend."
Hermione smiled and embraced her. "Don't sweat it Gins, I'll work this all out. In the
meantime, it's late and I think you should get some rest. Besides I bet your other dorm
friends are waiting outside trying to get in."
Ginny giggled quietly and nodded.
Back in the Heads Common Room, Hermione found Draco lying casually on the
Slytherine couch. She stomped up to him and cleared her throat, ready to yell. Much
to her surprise, he stood up swiftly behind her and covered his hand across her mouth.
"I know what you're about to say, or should I say yell, so save your breath." His warm
breath tickled her neck.
He slowly lowered his hand and Hermione spun around, facing him.
"So you know everything about me huh?" She replied in a soft voice.
She was standing very close to him; she could smell his irresistible cologne again.
"Breathing me in, Granger?" He replied in an equally soft yet husky voice.
Hermione scowled lightly. "What if I am?"
"Then I would say that I'm doing the same with you."
Her heart fluttered and she was aware of the loud thumping in her ribcage. He shifted
closer to her, his smell invading every single inch of air around her. All she could
smell was him. She felt his hand on her lower back, gently pushing her towards him.
She responded and very slowly raised her head to meet his. The first contact she felt
was a strand of his silver hair brushing against her forehead. Then their lips touched.
A series of tingles flew down her spine and she couldn't help but shudder. It was so
magical. He was so magical. His tongue danced around her mouth as her lips parted.
He pressed her into him even more. She wrapped her arms around his neck, which led
him to increase the pressure on her lips. He was a good kisser, and definitely an
experienced one at that. Hermione silently prayed that she wasn't that bad as well.
She felt his hands run along the back zipper of her dress and he slowly unzipped it.
Hermione's mind played in doubt. She didn't know whether she wanted to go this far
yet or not, but then she remembered her resolutions. . . His hands left her back and
made their way to her shoulders. With a slight movement, the dress slipped off her
shoulders. He gently worked the fabric down until it lay in a puddle of silk at her feet.
Somehow, it didn't seem fair. Draco was still fully dressed while she stood there in
her undergarments. He helped relieve her mind when he quickly tore off his shirt and
tossed it aside. Hermione bit her lip. His perfectly toned chest looked so irresistible;
Hermione couldn't help but run her hands across the smooth skin. Draco moaned and
guided her to the couch. Hermione laid down while Draco crawled up on her. He'd
managed to slip a hand under her before she had fully lied down. She felt that hand
expertly undo her bra clip. . . (A.N. I'm not going into it that much. This is a PG-13
fic after all. If you're looking for that kind of fic, then this isn't it. Thanks!)
The next morning, Hermione groggily woke up and found herself lying on something
lumpy and extremely warm. She glanced down and saw skin, soft, flawless skin. Her
eyes widened as she saw the distinct sleeping face of Draco Malfoy. For a second,
Hermione was confused. Then she remembered the last night. She remembered Harry
and Ginny's break-up and her and Draco making out. Oh no, how far had they gone?
A Slytherine coloured blanket covered her, but she could feel that she was topless.
Draco shifted and his eyes opened. The silver whirlpools landed on her and he
smirked. Hermione felt like arguing with him, but no words came to mind.
"Morning sunshine," she said instead. Moving herself into a more comfortable
position.
"Morning to you too," he replied, raising his arms above his head to stretch.
Hermione twisted herself around so that she was lying on her back. Draco's arms
immediately wrapped themselves around her tummy. His fingers doodling on her
skin.
"Is it Saturday?" She asked.
"Mmhmm."
"Oh, I don't feel like getting up."
"Then don't."
"Oh no!" Hermione shot straight up.
She could feel Draco running his finger down the curve of her spine.
"What?"
"Harry and Ginny! Oh, how could I forget? I need to smooth things out between
them!"
Draco snickered. "Hermione, it's their private life. I bet they want you to keep out of
this."
Hermione slowly sank back down, exhaling loudly. "You're right. It's none of my
business."
Satisfied, Draco resumed drawing on her stomach.
At breakfast, Hermione couldn't help but notice Ginny and Harry turning the other
way as often as possible. Ginny begged her to sit with her, while Ron stuck to Harry.
Ginny played with her eggs and spent so long putting jam on her toast that Hermione
gave up trying to hurry her up and ate her toast plain.
"Oh Herms, what am I going to do?"
"You should go talk to him, you know."
"Why should I talk to him? He should be the one trying to apologize."
Hermione nodded and sighed. "True, but you could at least try."
Ginny shook her head, her hair swishing from side to side. "I'm not gonna be one of
those girls who crawl on their knees begging to be taken back. No way, I'm stronger
than that."
Hermione smiled at the confidence of her friend. "That's the way, Gin!"
"You know what I was thinking?"
"What's that?" Hermione asked, taking a gulp of pumpkin juice.
"I want revenge."
Hermione swallowed so quickly she nearly choked. "R-revenge?"
Ginny nodded fiercely. "I want to make Harry so jealous his face will turn the colour
of his eyes!"
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "And how are you going to do that?"
"Well, find another boyfriend of course!" Ginny said as if it was the simplest thing in
the world.
Hermione whirled around her seat, facing her friend. "WHAT!"
Ginny laughed. "Calm down Hermione. Not for real, just for a while. As long as it
takes for Harry to beg. I just need to find the right guy to agree to it."
"But who?" Hermione felt a bit calmer now.
"Well, I did have someone in mind. Someone perfect for this role."
"Who?" Hermione leaned in, awaiting the answer.
Ginny leaned in as well and whispered into Hermione's ear. Hermione's eyes widened
in surprise and her mouth dropped open.
Ginny grinned. "Wouldn't he be perfect? Harry'll be SO jealous!"
Hermione couldn't move, she couldn't speak. HIM?
I know I'm so cruel, but I love cliff hangers so sit tight and review! Haha, well ta-ta!
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