Torn Between Two

Disclaimer: Kind of a strange mix if I have to say so myself but hey that's what happens when you write stories early in the morning when you go away. Thanks Sammypenny for the idea (think of your party and you'll understand. jk)

A/N: I wrote most of this when I was away in Ottawa or during my classes at school. It started out as a normal "K+" story then I started to write it absent mindedly so if it doesn't make sense blame my alternate personality; it's not my fault. Hope you think it's as good as the people who read the draft copy. Majorly OOC and deffinately AU.

Summary: It has been eleven years since Harry faced Voldemort and Draco betrayed his father to join the Order. Draco fell in lovewith Hermioneand married her. Since Harry survived, he proposed to Ginny and married her not to long after. Now Ginny is Dead and Harry's in shock. During the chaos, Hermione and Ron are having an affair behind Draco's back. What will happen when Draco finds out? I guess you will have to read it to find out.

Chapter 1

Sorrow

The crisp autumn wind blew softly through the trees as I led the funeral party to my dear friend's gravesite. She died tragically on her twenty- fifth birthday after being hit by a Death Eater with Avada Kadavra. I'm sorry to say but she died instantaneously. When the mortician called her husband, Harry told him to make her look beautiful. We arrived at her gravesite, I opened the casket for everyone to take one final look at the Ginny we knew and loved.

Ginny was garbed in ruby red robes that had a lovely golden dragon embroidered up the leg to her hipbone. I remembered the robe from Ginny's wedding to Harry and it almost brought tears to my eyes as I thought back to the happiest day of her life. Ginny's flaming red hair flowed softly over her milk white shoulders and she held a fresh white lily in her delicate hands, which were folded gently over her stomach.

On my right stood her older brother, Ron, and to my left stood Harry. Both of them were calm but sorrow showed in their eyes as their faces stayed blank. They stared at unmoving looking at her, so serene in her casket. Ginny's devastated mother, Molly, knelt on the grass beside the casket crying so much that her breath came in short spurts, while Ginny's father, Arthur, stood behind her trying to console her. No matter what he tried, her mother could not be consoled.

I thought back to those wonderful years Ginny and I spent together at school. She always had a smile on her face and we both enjoyed talking about boys in the hallways. The two of us never had classes together through out school and we always spent time in the dorm rooms talking about our boyfriends or crushes. Every day the two of us laughed and joked. Back then everything was perfect.

Both of us thought we married our wizarding school sweet hearts. I married Draco and Ginny married Harry. We both participated in each other's weddings as bride's maids. I remembered the look on her face as she stared deeply into Harry's green eyes and said her vows. She was crying with joy because she had a smile as the tears trickled down her face.

The pastor droned on in a low monotone voice while everyone mourned over her tragic death. Slowly clouds drifted over the sky above our heads and some of the people began to trickle away. The clouds opened up and rain fell over the rest of us. Soon after, Harry said goodbye to Ron and me through tears. Ron and I were the only ones left now and we just could not bear to leave. Neither of us talked to each other during the funeral but by the look on Ron's face I knew that he wanted to talk to me. Hours passed and the rain continued to fall. Finally, Ron and I went back to our respectable houses.

I never cried at Ginny's funeral because I still was not over the shock of her death. Harry was sitting in the chair by the window in our front room when I arrived home. As I entered the door, threw off my shoes and jacket, I broke down and cried for the first time since Ginny's death. I fell against the wall and slid down it to the floor. Draco lifted me off the floor and carried me over to the love seat in the living room. I lay down on top of him and put my head on Draco's shoulder and cried myself to sleep.

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I took two weeks leave of absence from my Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching job at Hogwarts while Draco and I went to Barcelona, Spain to get my mind off Ginny's passing. Spain was absolutely gorgeous and for the first time in three months, Draco and I reconnected. The trip was amazing and when the two of us returned. I went back to teaching and my life resumed as par normal.

The one problem was that my mail was overflowing with letters from Ron. Each letter seemed sad or angered about Ginny's death and how their family was coping with it. In his last letter, Ron told me that he would like to have coffee with me so that we could talk.

Chapter 2

Betrayal

I agree to meet Ron at his house, with Draco's permission of course. I left my house around three in the afternoon; I was dressed in a short black skirt and a black blazer trimmed with gold. I felt that I was dressing very conservative for the occasion but who knows what could happen. When I arrived at Ron's house, he seemed nervous around me but I thought it was just because of Ginny's death (I was a really good friend of hers).

Ron and I talked for three hours about some fond memories the two of us had about Ginny. When it seemed that our conversation had run dry, he just came out and told me that he loved me ever since he finished school with me. I stared at him for a moment before grabbing up my belongings. I ran out of Ron's house to my car and hastily drove home thinking that it was just a dream.

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Over the next few weeks, I tried my best to forget about Ron's feelings towards me but it nagged at me constantly. Draco noticed my aggravation and did not believe me when I told him I was fine.

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Months passed, as I grew closer to Ron and further away from Draco. I knew it wasn't the best ting to do but I couldn't help myself. On the twenty-fifth of January, I had almost one hundred love letters from Ron, which I kept a secret from Draco. In each of his letters, he confessed another reason why he loved me and that he wanted to see me in public so nothing drastic would happen between us. I called him that day and told him that I would meet him along with Cho and Harry the next day at the Leaky Cauldron.

So on January twenty-sixth, I told Harry that I was going out with some of my friends for dinner and told him that Ron was picking me up. Draco told me that he thought it was good idea for me to get out of the house seeing as a whole bunch of his friends from work were coming over to see the game of Quidditch.

I put on one of my short black dresses with my tall black pumps and headed to the front room to wait for Ron. He pulled up in his red McLaren LM and waved at me. I left my house quickly, after giving Draco a kiss of course, so that I could spend as much time with Ron as possible.

As I walked down my driveway, Ron got out of his car to greet me. It was like a vision of light; Ron was dressed in a deep red collared robe that was very appealing on him. His red hair was spiked perfectly. He greeted me with a kiss on the hand then he led me to the other side of his car. Ron opened the door for me and I climbed in to the leather seat. I could not keep my eyes off of him.

We stayed extremely silent as we drove down the road from my house to the restaurant. I kept glancing over at him to see if he was looking at me but Ron was just keeping his eyes on the road ahead of the car.

We arrived at the Leaky Cauldron with plenty of time to spare; as far as Ron was concerned, we were just "friends". After today I hoped that it would change. Both of us got out of the car silently; the sexual tension between the two of us was so thick it could be cut with a knife. Our gazes met briefly before we decided to go inside. Cho and Harry were already seated at a table near the back. Ron and I sat across from me.

We stared at each other for a majority of the dinner while Cho and Harry tried (unsuccessfully) to make conversation with us. Almost halfway through the dinner, I caught Ron's eye as I told everyone else I would be back. I stood up from the table and began walking towards the restrooms. Ron followed me to the corridor in front of restroom.

Ron caught my hand and he spun me around. I went to him easily without any resistance. We embraced for a bit. Ron asked me why I didn't fight back. I ignored him and pulled him into the female restroom. The restroom was empty so I locked the door and all of the cubicles. Ron was leaning against the far wall with a smile on his face. Slowly, I walked up to him and gently kissed his luscious lips. As our lips touched, I felt a ripple of love flow over my entire body. The ripple seemed so familiar to me; it actually reminded me of my first date with Draco (almost ten years ago).

Ron spun me around against a cubicle door. I hit it with a BANG but the kisses threw away the pain. We kissed over and over. Time passed slowly as my love for Ron overwhelmed my entire body. His touch was perfect and his hands were unzipping my dress when the lock in the door began to click open. Ron thrust his tongue down my throat one last time as the doorknob turned.

Chapter 3

Tension

We quickly separated ourselves as the door opened. Ron pretended to talk about the last drumming event he went to on Saturday.

The person who walked into the room was a stout elderly Chinese witch with a very big smile on her face. She turned to me and asked in a very heavy accent asked why the door was locked. I told her that someone else locked it and we were trying to get out but we couldn't. I was quite amazed that she believed the story and let us leave without any further questions.

The two of us walked back to the table silently and slowly. The rest of the dinner went by so slowly that I thought that it would never end. The tension between Ron and I increased significantly as the minutes ticked by and the dinner came to a close.

Dinner finished around eight-thirty; I phoned Draco to tell him that I was going to stay over at "Cho's" house that night and would be home about ten- thirty the next day. I lied to Draco but I knew that Cho would cover for me. I felt sort of bad lying to him but at that moment, I wanted to be with Ron more than anything in the world.

Ron and I climbed into his car and made our way to his house. We pulled into his driveway and barely made it inside. He had turned off the engine and jumped me; he kissed me again and again. He let go and pulled me out of the car and into the house. Slowly between his heart wrenching kisses, we made our way to his bedroom.

I began unbuttoning his silk shirt. Ron pulled me closer as his shirt floated to the floor. His smooth skin was warm to the touch. I felt absorbed in his warmth as he unzipped my dress. The black dress fell softly around my ankles as we kissed repeatedly. I stepped over the dress and Ron pushed me onto the bed. I fell onto the satin sheets as he undid his pants and climbed overtop of me. I never knew to what extent Ron loved me until then.

His warm body pressed up against mine as he undid my bra. His hands were soft and did not fumble once. He threw the bra on the floor as he rubbed my breasts. His hands went to our hips and he pulled off my underwear and then his. His hands wrapped around by body and pulled a condom package from the side table. He opened it slowly as a tingle ran up my spine. He handed the condom to me and I put it on him.

We lay down on the bed with Ron on top. His left hand caressed by breast as his right hand ran through my curly hair. He kissed my neck and licked my right ear. I felt his penis on the inside of my leg as he went into an erection. The orgasms were unsystematic and they happened often.

We made love for a long time it felt so beautiful. Draco and I never had sex like this ever in all of our years of marriage. The night slipped away and morning came too quickly.

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Sunlight poured over my face as I slowly became conscious again. I thought that everything was a dream and that I was still at home in my own bed; until I opened my eyes. The bed was Ron's and I was still in the nude. A wave of happiness poured over me as I realized that what had happened was not a dream.

By now, my senses were back to normal and I sensed the smell waffles and coffee wafting from the kitchen. I crawled out of Ron's bed and walked over to the walk-in closet. I scanned the closet looking for a comfortable shirt. After looking through Ron's many shirts, I found a nice deep blue satin shirt and put it on.

I headed to the kitchen and saw Ron's table set for two. I looked over at the stove and Ron was there with his tan back facing me. Slowly, I walked up to him and placed my head against his shoulder. Turning his head, Ron looked down on me with his big sapphire eyes. It put a soft glow to my cheeks. Ron gently kissed my forehead and drew me into his embrace, his strong arms holding me close. Ron smiled and told me that the eyes are the windows into a person's soul so my soul must be clear and pure just like my eyes. He picked me up and carried me to the table.

I took one of the steaming cups of coffee in my hands and drank it slowly. Time felt like it stood still for I felt extremely save when Ron and I were together.

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At around ten o'clock, I broke the news to Ron that I had to go back home to Draco so that he wouldn't worry about me. I was so afraid that Draco would contact Cho and find out that I wasn't there. Ron's warming smile wiped off his beautiful face at the thought of loosing me for a short but painful section of time. He silently walked over to our coats and helped me into mine before heading out to his car.

We drove to my house in silence as tears ran down Ron's face. He kissed me one final time before letting me leave the car for my house. I did not want to leave him ever but I knew that I would see him again. A single tear ran down my cheek as I walked up my driveway towards my world with Draco.

Draco opened the door and kissed me as I entered. I accepted his kiss but wanted Ron's even more. Draco asked me how my night was. My face brightened as I told him that dinner was excellent and my night was like a passionate night in his arms. Draco didn't really know how passionate it actually was. I never felt bad cheating on him but I secretly hoped that he wouldn't find out about Ron.

I remember my fourteenth birthday when Ginny I discussed what would happen if Ron and I hooked up. Ginny and I laughed about it back then, but who knew that it would actually happen fifteen years later?

Chapter 4

Found-out

Weeks passed between my first outing with Ron and we had begun seeing each other more and more. With every passing day, our newfound relationship continued to grow on multiple levels. I spent so much time with Ron(or as far as Draco was concerned I was spending it with Cho) it never crossed my mind how much fun betrayal could be.

As time passed, I absolutely hated being at my house with Harry. By the end of August, I ended up spending multiple days at Ron's house without going back home. I knew that Draco was becoming suspicious about what I was doing when I wasn't home. I had no idea that Draco knew about my affair with Ron until around the twenty-seventh of September.

Ron and I were having a candle light dinner with duck and fried rice. Dinner was awesome and after dinner had begun well also. Ron covered my eyes and led me to his room and opened them when we were on the bed. He had painted the walls deep red and had received a new bed in the shape of a pagoda. It was adorned with red satin sheets and a small trail of white rose petals littered the soft sheets. Two screens were set up on either sides of the room with Chinese symbols on them.

The left read female light goddess of the horse and the right read male earth protector of the dragon. I walked behind the left one and put on a silk housecoat. The housecoat was a simple blue with orange suns around the hem and edges. I stepped out from behind the screen and saw Ron standing in front of me on the other side of the room. He was wearing a deep blue housecoat with a silver dragon running along the left arm.

We slowly walked towards each other and reached the center of the room as the doorbell broke the silence. I cautiously followed Ron to the door and stood leaning against his shoulder. Ron opened the front door slowly; I could tell he was slightly frightened. The door opened and Ron stood in the doorway. I stared at him for a few moments before Draco went from being in shock to being angered. At that moment, it was the first time I had ever seen him so angry about something.

A/N: Hope that it made sense and I'm going to try and post part two asap. Part 2 includes the rest of Chapter 4 and Chapters 5 through 8. I hope you stay tuned. I don't think that reviews hurt I'm always up for critisism and want to hear what you have to say about my writing. If you have any suggestions I'm open to them so have fun and pour out your feelings towards the story. Hope you had fun reading it.