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Chapter Thirteen
A Deadly Bludger
"Bloody hell, Hermione! You didn't except it?"
"No, Ginny. How could I except it?" Hermione replied.
"How could you not except it?" Ginny said. Both girls were sitting in the Gryffindor common room sitting alone, chatting about the event that had just taking place. Hermione never replied to Ginny's comment. She just sat there in her favorite armchair, her legs dangling off one of the arms.
They sat in silence for a few seconds before Ginny finally said, "So…. that's it's? It's over? Just like that?"
"You know…you're really not helping matters much, Gin." Hermione gave her a face of despair.
"Sorry." Ginny frowned at her friend. "I didn't mean…" Her voice trailed off. "So… what now?"
"It's alright." Hermione answered, thinking to herself for a few seconds. "Do you…do you think. You know? I did the right thing?" She glanced over at Ginny, who was lying on the couch. "Or did I make a mistake?"
"Umm. I dunno, Mione." Ginny frowned. "I know that doesn't exactly help much."
Hermione didn't reply. She just sat there, her legs hanging over the arm of the chair and gave a small sigh. "It was so horrible. I hated doing that to him. I really did. It was so mean but it was the only way. I mean at least now we'll actually be alive and can still see each other. It's not like if we're dead…we can really be around each other."
"But maybe…that doesn't make anything easier at all, Mione." Ginny sighed, sitting up a little. "Perhaps that only makes matter worse. You know? To have to see each other everyday...live with each other." She got up as Hermione looked up at her. "Feel the pain of what went on. Seeing the hurt you both caused each other. Knowing what you gave up…and have to live with it. If I were, Mione, I'd rather be dead and be apart then have to live with the hurt of being apart and seeing the pain on the one I love's face."
Ginny frowned once again at the look on Hermione's face. She had that look of oh-thanks-Ginny-for-making-me-feel-even-worse-then-I-already-do type of look. "I'm sorry, Hermione. Maybe I shouldn't have----"
"No, no it's fine, really." Hermione said as she began to get up. "Maybe...I did make a mistake. Maybe I should just talk to Draco and tell him…tell him I don't want to go through with it." Hermione stood there thinking to herself for a second. "I dunno." She sighed. "I just need to be alone for a second. I'm going to go."
Hermione started to walk to the portrait hole but Ginny suddenly moved in her way.
"Hermione, as much as I don't want you to…you know…ehh die." She paused, making a worried face. "I want you to know that whatever you decide to do. Whether that be to go back out with Draco and let things run its course or stick with this and try to change things…I'm all for it. I think you really know what you're doing and you know what is right from wrong. So…" Ginny's voice trailed off again and she suddenly shook her head in agreement. "Go for it." She then pulled Hermione into a tight hug.
"Umm...Ginny, this isn't good-bye." Ginny finally let go of her.
"I know...but... Well you'd better go." She moved out of Hermione's way. "I'll see you later."
"Yeah, I'll definitely see you later, Gin." Hermione laughed and started for the portrait once more.
"Oh by the way, Mione." Ginny added hastily. "Maybe you should check in with Harry as well." Hermione turned around to face Ginny at the sound of her voice. "You know. I mean because he was there when you passed out and with the thing in potions class. Maybe he could help you fill in some of the blanks." Hermione shook her head in agreement.
"I think I'll just head over to the library first." Hermione smiled. The smile suddenly vanished from her face.
"What is it, Hermione?" Ginny asked, frowning. Hermione didn't answer. She had this distant and zoned out stare in her eyes.
"Hermione?" Ginny called, not really sure what was going on.
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"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Hermione shouted.
"I can't believe you." she said again, looking up at the ceiling, her hands on the top of her head.
"YOU CAN'T BELIEVE ME? YOU'RE THE ONE WHO KISSED HARRY." Draco shouted back, getting mad again.
"AND YOU FUCKED PANSY…IN MY BED." she added pointing to herself. "THAT'S JUST SICK." Hermione shot back. There was silence for a few seconds.
"I can explain." Draco said softly, looking down at his bare feet.
"No, why don't I explain for you." she almost screamed, putting up a hand to stop him. "For some strange reason, Pansy 'just happened'" she made quotations with her fingers. "To wonder into our common room. Where she 'just happened' to find her way into my room. Where she 'just happened' to find you lying naked in my bed. Where she 'just happened' to 'just happen' to trip and fall on your…" she raised her pointer and her thumb so that they were barely touching. Draco stared wide-eyed at her.
END OF HERMIONE'S VISION
"Are you ok, Hermione?" Ginny asked, putting a hand on Hermione's shoulder causing Hermione to snap back to reality again.
"What?" Hermione said confused. "Oh yeah. I'm fine. I just…I'm fine."
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"What do I do? What do I do?" Hermione stood there, pacing the floor of the library. "If I just stick with my plan and change everything…I'll have to live with the pain but if I go back to the way things were…we'll both die."
She continued to pace back and forth in front of the table covered in books she once sat at a minute ago. She bit on her lower lip, thinking harder and harder to herself. "Why does everything have to be so complicated? And what the hell was that vision all about before?"
"Hermione?" she heard someone call from behind her. Hermione quickly spun around just in time to see Harry walking up to her.
"Harry." Hermione sounded a little surprised. "I haven't really talked you since"
"Since you passed out." He finished for her as he stopped right in front of her. "I know. That's kind of what I wanted to talk to you about." Harry continued as he took a seat at the table.
"Oh." was all Hermione said as she too took at seat next to Harry. "Well, what's up?"
"Look, Hermione." Harry started. "I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable or something but I really can't deny my feelings for you. I can't just hide them and pretend they don't exist." He put a hand on her knee but at the suddenly touch of his hand it force images into Hermione's mind.
HERMIONE'S VISION
Harry gently kissed her soft lips, holding her chin with his hand.
Draco who came out from one of the aisles caught sight of Harry and Hermione kissing. He froze in place a few feet in back of Hermione, his mouth hanging open.
Tears started to form in Draco's eyes. One single tear rolled down his cheek and fell to the floor.
END OF HERMIONE'S VISION
"Oh. My. God." Hermione thought to herself as Harry continued to ramble. "But I just want you to know, Hermione. It's ok with me…" His voice seemed so distant.
"Oh my god…he's going to kiss me."
"You don't have to love me back."
"And poor Draco. He's going to see."
"Just know that I'm always going to love you no matter what, Mione." Harry finished. Hermione saw him moving in closer to her, could see Draco in the corner of her eye. She quickly snatched up one of the many books piled on the table just in time as Harry planted his lips on the cover.
"Sorry, Harry." She said as she slowly lowered the book down. Draco suddenly stopped and started at Hermione and Harry for a second, his mouth hanging open in bewilderment.
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"What was he trying to do kissing you like that?" Draco said furiously, pacing the floor of his and Hermione's common room. "Who the bloody hell does he think he is?"
"You know.." Hermione, who was sitting on the couch, started. "I wouldn't talk if I were you."
Draco stopped pacing to look at her. "Why?"
"Because." She replied simply. "I had a vision before and do you know what I saw?"
"No. What?"
Hermione got up slowly and crossed her arms as she began to pace back and forth in front of Draco. "Well…you and Pansy had sex in my bed."
Draco looked down and smiled slightly. "Well it wouldn't have been the first time we…." He suddenly looked up; noticing Hermione had now stopped pacing and was glaring hard at him. He gave a cough and his gaze fell back down toward the floor.
"I'll ignore that." Hermione picked up again. "Anyway. Don't you know what this means"
Draco shook his head to answer 'no'.
"It means that I changed it again." Hermione smiled, moving closer to him. "Back then you did it to get back at me for kissing Harry that day in the library but because this time around I didn't let him kiss me…you have no reason to get back at me and Pansy's plan…once again…is ruined."
Draco smiled. "So does this mean we can get back together?
Hermione didn't answer right away. She stood there thinking for a second. "What?" Draco asked at the look on her face, giving her a weird look.
"Oh. My. God." She finally said. "I just thought of something."
"What is it?" he asked Hermione as she turned away from Draco, a dazed look on her face as she thought to herself some more.
"I finally remember." She whispered to herself.
Draco gave her another weird look. "In the library. That day." Hermione uttered in a low voice.
"Ok." Draco said confused. "What about the library?"
"I don't exactly know how I remember this all of a sudden." Hermione started. "But…thinking back to what happened just before and thinking about the vision I had…to warn me that Harry was going to kiss me…it made me…I guess…connect back to Lenne."
Draco was getting even more confused than he was already before. "What?" he replied, taking a seat on the couch. Hermione walked into the middle of the room. She put her hands on her head, apparently in deep thought still.
"I remember sitting there…as Lenne and…I dunno. It was strange. I could tell something was up. I didn't know it at the time back then but I finally remember now. Just before…looking into Harry's eyes." Hermione suddenly stopped and turned to face Draco. "That wasn't Harry."
Draco didn't know what to say at first. He sat there, dumbfounded. "Well who was it then?"
"Unfortunately," Hermione sighed. "I can't remember that. But it has to be someone working with Pansy…obviously." There was a bit of silence between them before Hermione spoke up again. "OH! I got it."
"Who?" Draco asked, still sitting on the couch.
"It was Blaise." Hermione said simply.
"What?" Draco jumped up suddenly. "He's my best friend. He wouldn't do that."
"Why wouldn't he?" Hermione said in protest. "Think about it, Draco. He's in on it along with Pansy. They're obviously doing it to break us apart-----"
Before Hermione could finish Draco cut her off.
"No. He wouldn't do that. Ok, Hermione." He moved closer to her.
"Look, Draco. Don't get mad at me just because I know what I'm talking about when I say that Blaise was using the polyjuice potion. It's not my fault your so called 'friend' is playing you for a fool."
Draco refused to believe that his friend was in on it. "Why are you suddenly remembering all this now, Hermione? Just a second ago you didn't know who it was and now suddenly it's Blaise?" he almost shouted back, giving Hermione a weird look.
Hermione stared at Draco, apparently taken aback by his behavior.
"I mean. You didn't get a vision telling you this...did you?" Draco continued to badger Hermione with questions.
"No but----" Hermione tried to explain.
"Then how do you know? Because you can suddenly remember? Usually your memories with Lenne are connected by visions or something. So how come you didn't get one now telling you?"
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you, Draco? Why are you being like this?"
"I'm sorry," Draco told her, still moving closer to her. "I just don't appreciate you accusing my friends."
"Just because you can't handle the truth, Draco…does not mean you can just----" Draco cut her off once more.
"Why would he do that then, Hermione? Please…explain." Hermione didn't reply. He stood there, staring deep into her eyes. "Huh?"
"I dunno, Draco." She finally answered. "For the same reason I told you before? …I dunno." Her gaze fell to the floor then back up at Draco. "Why else would he play that stupid trick on you? Because he's fucking with you, Draco"
Draco continued to stare at her but never responded.
"Some friend that is." Hermione whispered.
"Look, I'm not going to sit here and argue with you about this." Draco finally spoke up. "I've got a game to go to." With that he pushed past Hermione. She turned just in time to find him leaving through the portrait hole and slamming it hard behind him.
She narrowed her eyes and glared at the door, wondering what the bloody hell that was all about.
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Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Harry all walked down to the Quidditch field together. (A/N: wow that's got to be like the first time I mentioned Ron in a long time...lol.) By the time they had all gotten out there it was raining slightly.
Hermione kept eyeing Harry the whole time, wondering if that was really Harry or Blaise. "If I ask him and it's really Blaise…he'll just deny he knows what I'm talking about. But if it really is Harry…he's still not going to know what the bloody hell I'm talking about." Hermione gave a small sigh under her breath.
"Aren't you nervous, Harry?" She suddenly heard Ginny ask, pulling her away from her thoughts.
"Yeah. A little." He answered as they all stopped near the bleachers.
"Well good luck." Ron said as Ginny smiled at Harry.
"Yeah." Harry replied. "I'm about to go down to the locker room now. So I'll see you guys later."
"Say something before he leaves, idiot." Hermione's thoughts rang.
"Come on you guys." Ron said to Hermione and Ginny as Harry walked off toward the boy's locker room. "Let's go find some seats."
"Ummm...I'll be right there." Hermione told the two of them as she continued to stare at Harry's backside in the distance. (A/N: And no, Deborah. That does not mean she's staring at his ass...lol) "Harry, wait up." She called after him.
He turned around just in time to find Hermione running after him. "What's up?" He asked as she stopped right in front of him.
"Just play it cool, Hermione."
"Umm…I kind of need to talk to you about…you know…the thing in the library"
"Ah, Hermione?" Harry started. "I have no idea what you're talking about really."
"You don't?" Hermione stood there eyeing him, still trying to figure out if that was Harry.
"I wonder is that's really Harry or Blaise just trying to throw me off."
"Not really, no." Harry replied. He had a very bewildered expression on his face. "What happened?"
"Harry," Hermione said awkwardly. "I'm not sure if that's really you."
"Excuse me?"
"I have to ask you a question only the real you would know. I can't tell you why…not yet"
Harry was getting even more confused. "Ok. What is it?"
Hermione thought for a second. "Ok, back in third year, how did we save Buckbeak and Sirius?" (A/N: no...lol. I'm not going to put 'boxers or briefs?' lol Deborah. Ha ha ha)
"That's easy." Harry started. "You and I used the time-turner."
Hermione gave a sign of relieve. "Oh good. It is you." Harry gave her another confused look.
"Umm…yeah. It's me." Harry eyed Hermione in suspicion. "Are you ok, Hermione? Something doesn't seem right."
Hermione took Harry's hand and moved him closer to the locker room out of view of prying eyes. "Listen. I know this is really weird and I know I have been keeping a lot of stuff from you and Ron both but…well..." Hermione hesitated. "I tried to tell you this before...back when you told me you loved me…only that was Blaise."
"What?" was all Harry could manage to let out.
"Maybe that wasn't the best way to start." Hermione made a worried look. "Umm…Harry. I get visions." She said flat out.
"Me and Draco." Hermione's gaze fell to the ground. "We…we were…reborn." Harry stared at Hermione in complete disbelief.
"Hermione?" Harry uttered pushing the rain from his eyes. Hermione looked back up at Harry. "This is all coming off really fast. I dunno what is going on."
"I know…its weird but, Harry, I'm not making this up." Hermione stared deep into his blue eyes. "This isn't just one of my random weird moments." Just then they heard McGonagall's voice ring out threw the air.
"Five minutes left…I repeat. Five minutes until the match starts."
"Listen, Mione." Harry started. "I've got to go but come by the common room later and we'll finish this discussion later, ok?" He smiled and put a hand on her shoulder as Hermione nodded in agreement. He then slipped past her and into the boy's locker room but at his slight touch images buzzed through Hermione's mind.
HERMIONE'S VISION
"Look, Hermione. I'm sorry but I wouldn't kiss you like that. You're like a sister to me. And besides, I like Ginny."
END OF HERMIONE'S VISION
"Talk about deja vu … Way to go, Hermione. He must think you are a real total psycho."
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By now the little drizzle of rain had turned into a full thunder storm. There was a thick fog in the sky which made it nearly impossible for Draco to catch sight of the golden snitch. A few times he had seen it but it quickly fading off into the fog. Harry was having no luck trying to find it as well. The strong wind kept pushing him off course and not to mention--despite the spell Hermione had taught him-- his glass kept steaming up, which made it nearly impossible for him to see anything at all.
"Where did Harry go?" Ron stared through his binoculars, trying to fine him. "I can't see a thing and he's no where in sight."
"I dunno." Hermione replied searching the sky for both Draco and Harry. "Why does this seem so familiar?"
"Ooh ooh, there he is." Ginny shouted over the crowed of Slytherins that were cheering their team on. They had just scored another ten points, pulling them up to thirty.
"Gryffindor's falling down by ten pointes." Hermione said kind of angrily.
"Yeah but if this weather wasn't so hard to play in…we'd be kicking their asses." Ron replied without taking his eyes off the games once.
"Damn, Slytherin scores again." Lee Jordan's voice rang out unhappily through the sky. "It's now forty to twenty, the Slytherins in the lead." At this the Slytherins went wild with joy.
"We're definitely not doing so well." Ginny started. "And I can't find Harry anywhere." She continued to comb the cloudy and rainy sky for any means of Harry. Hermione and Ron looked at each other for a second, trying to hold in their laughter. For Ginny had been watching Harry the whole time and nothing but since the game had started. "Angelina Johnson takes the quaffle---." they heard Lee's voice shout from the speaker again. "---The Slytherin captain right behind her----. He's really getting close. Oh but Johnson passes the quaffle to her teammate, Alicia Spinnet. Nice pass, Angelina. Can Spinnet make this shot? She shoots and--------------GRYFFINDOR SCORES!"
Gryffindor cheers rang throughout the cold air as the Slytherins howled with disappointment.
"YEAH! It's about time." Ron said, jumping with joy.
"Why does this feel so familiar?" Hermione thought to herself again. "Maybe I'm starting to remember a lot more now that we're getting closer to…don't worry about it, Hermione. Remember? You changed it. Nothing bad is going to happen." She smiled weakly as all the other Gryffindors around her began to cheer harder. "Then why do I feel like something terrible is about to strike? That despite everything…none of it was good enough."
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"Where the bloody hell is that thing?" Draco said hotly, pushing his hair back as rain trickled down his face.
Just then he caught sight of Harry diving for something and knew exactly what it was. "Oh no you don't, Pothead." Draco zoomed through the foggy air to catch up with Harry. He was getting closer to him when he saw that Harry was just inches away from something golden, his finger tips just barely touching it.
Draco sped faster through the thick fog, ramming right into Harry's side, causing Harry to be thrown off balance. He almost fell off his broom as it swayed to the side. Quickly catching his balance again, Harry flew back over to Draco.
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"Hermione, you ok?" Ginny asked, looking at her weird. "You seem…I dunno. A little uneasy or something."
"Yeah. I'm fine." Hermione replied, shaking her head. "I just feel…a little...weird." she smiled. "But I'm ok….." her voice trailed off as pain pierced its way through her head, a dazed look in her eyes.
HERMIONE'S VISION
"Holy crap…Those two seekers are really going at it up there." Lee said. Draco stretched his arm out, Harry only just right behind him. His finger tips were just barely touching it. If only he could reach out just a little more….
"DRACO, LOOK OUT!"
END OF HERMIONE'S VISION
"OH MY GOD!" Hermione grabbed Ginny's arm abruptly.
"What is it?" Ginny said rather taken aback. Hermione turned to Ginny, sticking her face closer to her.
"I just had a vision." She whispered so that no one would hear her.
"What?" Ginny cried, even more taken aback. "N-now? Seriously?" Hermione shook her head to answer 'yes'. "What did you see?" Ginny replied eagerly.
"Oh my god." Ron stared in amazement at the match. Both Hermione and Ginny turned their gaze over to him. "They're neck and neck." His mouth hung open in suspense, trying to see just who would get it, not even noticing Hermione and Ginny had been talking.
Hermione's and Ginny's gaze then turned over to the game.
"Holy crap…Those two seekers are really going at it up there." Lee said. Draco stretched his arm out, Harry only just right behind him. His finger tips were just barely touching it. If only he could reach out just a little more….
Hermione's eyes widened in horror. For she knew exactly what was about to happened.
"DRACO, LOOK OUT!" Draco heard one of his teammates call out from a distance but wasn't sure who it was. He looked up in time to find a bludger coming right for him. He tried to swerve out of the way but it was too late.
The bludger hit him will full force causing his broom to break in half. Draco came tumbling down and landed hard on the ground with a loud, bone shattering thud.
"Ewwww." Lee Jordan cried out at the sound of Draco's body hitting the ground. He made a horrified look, trying to look away.
Hermione's eyes widened as she stared in horror. "That." She pointed, finally answering Ginny's question. "I saw…that." Ginny clamped a hand to her mouth.
"And Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin seeker, was just hit by a nasty bludger but," cries for the Slytherin team and other Slytherin students were drowned out but Cheers from the Gryffindors. "Harry's caught the snitch." Lee finished.
"GRYFFINDOR WON, with a hundred and eighty points." Lee shouted happily.
Cheers and shouts of joy carried out through the air from the Gryffindors.
"HA HA HA!" Ron laughed menacingly. "Look at that bloody git." Ron laughed some more. "That's what he gets…the dirtbag."
"SHUT UP, RON!" Hermione screamed furiously. "For all you know he could be dead down there."
"GOOD!" Ron shot back, glaring at Hermione. "Serves him right. Besides…it wouldn't bother me any."
Hermione didn't reply. She sneered at Ron as she began to shake from the cold rainy air. Or was that perhaps from anger?
She quickly turned on her heal and ran down to the Qudditch field.
"Ron. You are so ignorant." Ginny gave Ron a look of disgust, shaking her head and then ran down after Hermione.
"Hermione…wait up."
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A/N: Ok so it wasn't as long as the other ones but good all the same...I hope. Lol. Well the story is almost done. There are not a lot of chapters left. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be able to cover everything else in a matter of two chapters the least. So, sorry to anyone who really doesn't want it to end.
Well let me know what you all think please and I'll try to update soon again.
