Chapter Five- Doubt

Ron's heavy breathing was making Hermione dizzy. He lied on top of her, kissing her fiercely without coming up for breath. When he finally came up for breathe, he began kissing her neck. Hermione knew what was coming next and she was going to try to avoid it.

"Hey, I got to go finish Flitwick's assignment"

"It's due in two weeks 'Mione", he said against her skin," you can do it later".

He began to undo her shirt's buttons. She pulled him back. "I really want to finish the assignment early, Ron. If I finish it, we'll have more time for ourselves".

Ron sat facing Hermione. "Every time we're going to go far, you come up with an excuse. We've been going out for a while now and we can't keep doing the same old stuff. We should take a step further"

"Really, Ron, I have to go. We'll talk later", she stood up and began making her way towards the boy's dormitory's door before being stopped abruptly by Ron grabbing her arm. "No, Hermione. We'll talk now".

Hermione was surprised by Ron's tone. He was angry, but more frustrated than angry.

"How come you don't want to go further with me?"

"I told you I have..."

"Bullshit, Hermione! Sometimes you don't even have work when you come up with an excuse to leave. Maybe this isn't about work. Maybe this is about something or someone else".

She was beginning to get nervous and Ron could sense the fear that was rising inside of her.

"Ron, really, it's just that I've been busy. Don't be foolish to think this is because of somebody else"

"Maybe you've been busy thinking about Malfoy. I've noticed you staring at him in class. He cheated on you and you still think about him. He's with Parkinson and you're still thinking about him. He doesn't give a shit about you and he only saw you as a fuck buddy. You're worth nothing in his eyes because he sees you as the biggest piece of trash there is".

Hermione's eyes began to water. "We had something, we really did"

"Yeah, what? Good screws and lies. He probably told everyone that you we're the worst girl he's ever been with", Ron said, cruelly.

"And how do I know that you're not going to do the same thing, Ron? You appear to be very well informed of his way of thinking. Perhaps that's what you plan to do!"

Ron's eyes widened. "Hermione, it's nothing like that..."

He tried to embrace her but shepulled back. "I really have to go" and she left.

Draco heard Hermione sobbing downstairs. He made his way downstairs and found her beside the couch on the floor. He kneeled beside her. "What happened, Hermione?".

She pulled her hands away from her face and stared at him crying. It's been so long since he had talked to her so gently. He sounded so concerned and that brought her all the memories of when they were together. She couldn't hold her "hatred" towards him any longer. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.

Draco wanted to cry himself. It had been a really long time since he embraced Hermione. Having her so close again brought him back all the happiness he had lost this last months. Hermione stopped crying but didn't let go of Draco. They stayed embraced for a really long time. When Hermione pulled back, she made sure that she was still close to him. She was ensured of this since Draco's hands were still on her waist.

After a few minutes Draco spoke, "Did you fight with Weasley?"

She nodded.

"What happened?" he asked.

Hermione decided that she was going to forget just for tonight what happened between them and what broke their relationship. She was going to be open with him.

"Ron tried to sleep with me like he has tried a lot of times before, but I pulled back. Then he began saying all this stuff about you of how you used me and that I was only good for screwing and things like that".

She blushed and wanted to start crying again as the memory came back.

Draco just stared at her. "Did you just say "tried"? You said that you two already did it".

Hermione blushed even harder. "I...I was so mad at you that night that it just came out".

"So, you haven't slept with Weasley?"

"No".

Suddenly she found herself being embraced again. "Thank Merlin! I was devastated when you told me that!", he whispered, hugging her harder.

Hermione pulled back gently to stare at him, "Why would you care if I slept with him or not?"

Draco put his hand on her cheek. "Hermione, what we had was true. I slept with Pansy before you and I had something. I'm seriously thinking that the baby thing was a scheme to get me back".

Hermione rolled her eyes and stood up. "Save it, Draco".

He quickly stood up. "No, it's true. I saw Michael".

Her curiosity rose. "So, that's his name?" said Hermione

"Pansy decided but there's something that I'm concerned about. Michael looks nothing like me because he looks exactly like Pansy, which is a pity because he's not going to get

anywhere with those looks", Hermione giggled," but he has blue eyes"

"Then there's your proof that he's yours", said Hermione, a little pained.

"No, the thing is, they're not my blue. They are a deeper blue and I've seen those eyes before"

Hermione could tell he wasn't lying but she didn't trust herself to believe him that easily, although she wanted to.

"Well, maybe an ancestor of Parkinson had blue eyes"

"I asked and every one in her family always had brown eyes"

"What is your main thought?" asked Hermione.

"I think that Michael isn't mine, Hermione. I asked Pansy yesterday for a DNA test and she said that Michael was a fragile baby blah blah blah, but she said it in a nervous tone. I really think that he isn't mine",

"But if he isn't yours then who is the father?"

"That's what I want to find out and maybe you could help me"

"Me? How could I possibly help?" said Hermione, puzzled.

"I'm going to see Michael next weekend and I'm going to use a portkey. I want you to come with me and look at Michael so that maybe you can place his resemblance on another guy from school because the father must be a student here. Maybe I'll have more luck if you help me" said Draco.

After a few seconds, Hermione said "OK". Draco went over and embraced her yet again.

She hugged him back. He pulled back and did what he longed for during all this months. He pressed his lips against hers and she didn't pull back. His tongue entered her mouth andexplored her. It was so familiar to both of them and it had been so long, but the time didn'tmatter, their feelings never changed. Their kiss deepened and from a gentle one it turned into a fierce one. They both wanted more, the more that had been refused to both of them because of Pansy. He pulled her up and then carried her upstairs, their mouths never separating. Draco was approaching his bedroom door carrying Hermione when all of a sudden Hermione stopped kissing him and pulled away from him. She had a horrifying expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" asked Draco, putting his hands on her shoulders.

"Draco, we can't! Ron! I'm still with him! This is cheating on him!".

Then out of nowhere it came to Draco that Hermione was still Ron's girlfriend.

"Shit" whispered Draco. "Hermione, after this I don't think I could take it if you stay with Weasley".

Hermione's eyes began to water. "This is so messed up. What am I going to do?"

"Leave him" said Draco.

Hermione shook her head "I don't know if I can. He's also one of my best friends and he loves me"

"And I love you too, Hermione. I can't stand being separated from you".

She stared at him and then kissed him on the cheek. "I really need to think about this. I still haven't forgotten about what you did to me and I can't just do what you want just like that".

Draco stepped closer to her. "Don't you want this? Don't you want us to be together again?"

She stared at him, "I'm not sure if there can be an "us" again..."

A/N: Since some of you told me that the chapters were short, I made this one a little longer and if you still find it short then I'm really sorry but I've been doing stuff and right now its 2:30 am and I decided to write a chapter longer just because some of you asked for it. Thanks to all of those who have reviewed. It really keeps me going. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review.