That Fateful Night (Revised)

Chapter One

That Night

Disclaimer: I do not own Draco Malfoy, Hermione, Harry, Ron, or any of J.K. Rowling's characters, settings, or anything else found in the Harry Potter books. I do, however, own Katalia, Diego, Dimitri, and any of the younger generation.

A/n: Ok…This was originally up as most of you know. However, felt, for some strange reason, that an R rating was not sufficient enough for this story. I find this hilarious though, as I only implied everything and I was 13 when I wrote it. So, obviously they didn't even look at the story. But yes, it needed a new version anyway. So here we go.

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Hermione slowly walked towards the Gryffindor common room. She could not believe what had just taken place. How had she let him, of all people….? No, she couldn't think about it.

It's not like it was that horrible or, well, it was, but only because of who he was. If it had been anyone else… Ron for instance… Oh dear. The thought had just crept into her mind. Ron. He would kill her, but that would be better than anything else.

Oh dear again.

Harry.

He would be worse. He was still so upset over Dumbledore. But who could blame him? They had had to force him to come back to school. They had to remind him hundreds of times that if he returned to school he would be able to learn more magic to defeat Voldemort with before he even considered the thought of returning to school.

Back to your issues Hermione. She mentally snapped at herself. This is no time to worry about Harry. But the bad little voice crept into her head. Well, it started out slyly, there's no real reason to tell Ron or Harry… Sure, she felt guilty but certainly not guilty enough to tell them. After all, it wasn't like she was pregnant or anything. They had, of course, used protection…

And a flashback to it hit her. She shuddered at the thought of his lips pressed against her, his warm, soft hand resting in the small of her back. She remembered staring into his soft gray eyes after the kiss. She thought about the way his hair fell into his eyes. Thin strands of the lightest blonde. She gasped as she remembered touching his cheek, slightly flushed but still the fairest color and so soft. Like pink tinged porcelain. The words he had uttered to initiate it all echoed in her mind. "Damn Granger, no one ever told me you looked that good." Not particularly romantic but that sexy whisper of his combined with the therapeutic aroma of the bubbles in the prefect bathroom and the enticing look on his flawless face must have gotten to her.

"Malfoy!" She has gasped, bringing her robe back up to cover herself. She had never ran into anyone down here this late. Generally, she used this as her personal quiet time because no one was up this late, let alone taking a bath. She would usually soak in the tub and try to clear her mind.

But from there things had gotten quite out of control. Something possessed Draco to kiss her. Neither of them knew what was happening until their lips touched. One thing led to another and soon Hermione found herself doing things with Malfoy that she had only even thought about doing with Ron. And when it was over she had no regrets until he got up silently and threw his clothes on. Then, he looked at her, frowned ever so slightly, turned, and began to walk out. But right as he put his hand on the knob to leave, he turned his head back to look at her, meeting her eyes with his cool gray ones. "I prefer Draco." Then, he turned once more and had disappeared into the darkened hallway.

She had just sat there, staring at the door. She couldn't believe what she'd just done. It wasn't fair. To have done that with someone like Malfoy – or, Draco, as he preferred – and then to just have him…leave like that.

But now she just stood there in front of the portrait. The fat lady was staring sleepily at her. "Password, dear?" But when Hermione said nothing the fat lady opened her eyes completely. "Something wrong?"

Hermione shook her head. "I'm fine. Just…tired."

And that became what she would say anytime anyone asked what was wrong. It was her seventh year and she was supposed to enjoy being seventeen and getting ready to go out into the world, but she couldn't forget that night. It haunted her like a bad dream.

Anytime she saw Malfoy in class or passed him in the hall and saw his smug smirk or his look or indifference it hurt her. And it hurt even worse to look at Ron. They were still together but it wasn't the same. He knew there was something bothering her but she would always tell him she was just tired and he wouldn't press the issue.

Even if he did, she knew she wouldn't tell him. It wasn't even so much what anyone would think. It was just that she would look back. She had always been the one with morals and to do that… Well, it would ruin that spotless view of her.

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I should be studying, she thought. It was the day after the incident and she was up in her dorm, trying to regain a semblance of normality.

Her exams were coming up in about two weeks and she desperately needed to get top marks. Can't let Malfoy get higher marks than me. That would be unacceptable but he has been proving his intelligence lately... That was true. Draco Malfoy had been actually proving his brain worked correctly since the first day back. He had tied with her as the best student of the school this year yet he still slept in class!

She shuddered again at the thought of Draco. Why did you have to decide to take a bath at that time? That evil little voice kept nagging at her in the back of her mind.

"Herm?" A voice cut into her thoughts along with a sharp knock.

"What?"

"You ok? You haven't came out and you told us an hour ago you just had to brush your hair." It was Ron of course.

"I'm fine." Are you really? That voice one more cut into her mind. "I'll be down in just a few minutes."

Hermione stood up and walked over to the window. She was ready and had been for the past hour. Might as well let them wait. Her brown eyes stared through the glass and she saw a lone figure sitting on the grass reading a book. His light hair and pale complexion was unmistakable. It was Draco.

Ugh why do I keep seeing him? She had even dreamed about him the night after the "incident."

Hermione took a deep breath, turned away from the window, and ran a slightly shaky hand through her now sleek, straight dark blonde hair. She had dyed it the summer before with magic and had been taught by Parvati and Lavender how to get it all straight and sleek like theirs.

She headed out of her dorm to meet her three friends, Ron, Harry, and Ginny. She was basically going on a double date. Harry with Ginny and Ron with her but not exactly. Ginny and Harry weren't exactly a couple right now after what had happened the previous year and Ron and Hermione just hadn't admitted to themselves that they were a couple.

Her final thought before walking out of the room to join her friends was, what if Ron finds out I slept with Malfoy?

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Draco Malfoy, however, had not given the incident too much thought. The Granger girl had been like any other he had had before. Just someone to enjoy and then leave. He never gave them too much thought. Plus, she was a mudblood. Nothing but a muggle with a wand.

And she was smart. Too damn smart for her own good. He didn't like competition. There was no denying he was intelligent, but she was bound to make him look really bad one day.

And she was a friend of Potter and Weasley. That lost her any points she had gained off of her looks. God forbid Potter or Weasley found out about what had happened they'd probably end their friendship with the Granger girl – not that that bothered him too much. But they'd both probably try to kill him and well, that wouldn't be too much fun.

So it was best just to keep it quiet and pretend nothing happened. He couldn't help but to smirk at her in the hallways or in class. That was actually rather fun.

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But little did either of them know that one little night of fun was going to change their lives forever…

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A/n: Yeah I dunno what was in the other version as it's been so many years and I'm not sure what disk I saved it on so…yeah. I'm gonna try to recreate it to the best of my ability.

A/n 2: Blaise Zabini originally appeared in this story. However, Blaise was female because this story was written almost 4 years ago. I would be willing to change that entire character to someone else and I will most likely do so unless I get a few reviews telling me to stick to the original story… It won't change the plot at all, just a few names that were familiar to the original readers of the story. Any opinions? Just review.

A/n 3: You guys are in luck. About ten minutes before I posted this I found the floppy with the first five original chapters on it! I'm gonna have to improvise the sixth chapter but I have the seventh and the rest after that… So it's all good!