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Chapter 23: Losing Control

Mornings came
and evenings passed. Each day the Daily Prophet would arrive and each
day a grief would overcome and dampen my spirits. Meditation had
calmed my nerves but there would be many a time when I felt like
dropping to my knees and burring my head in my hands and cry. I did
that many times but after a while I stopped. I learned to keep going.
Maybe there were reasons they haven't gone to find me or that
Dumbledore was trying to cover up my disappearance so that Death
Eaters would use it to their advantage. Whatever it is, I'm sure
there's an explanation to this all. There had to be. They just
couldn't forget me could they?

I
shoved that thought aside and began my breathing exercises. I needed
to get away from these thoughts. A month had passed since I had last
saw Harry's brilliant smile and startling green eyes or Ginny's
confident remarks about almost everything, Ron's angry glares and
Draco. Everything about him. From his sexy smirks, his sly drawls, to
his intoxicating kisses and even that mark on his left forearm. That
dreadful mark. The cause of our split.

It
was dark out. My room was quiet, the small twin-sized bed calling me
to it. However I knew that when my head would fall on that pillow,
tormenting dreams would plague my mind. I heard footsteps coming from
outside the hall and quickly pulled over an extra-large T-shirt over
my head. There was a knock on my door. I bid the person entrance and
George peaked his head through the doorway. Seeing me fully dressed,
he came inside, put a finger to his lip so that I would not speak and
closed the door behind him.

I
hadn't seen him for a long time. After he had gone back to work he
only came for dinner and then would leave and we would exchange but a
few words. I felt my chest tightening at the feeling of guilt as I
saw his pale lips and turned my engagement ring over my finger
unconsciously. I heard a noise outside and a door closing downstairs.
As soon as that happened, George relaxed and gave me a smile. I
hadn't noticed he had a dimple before this. He must have inherited it
from his mother. His smile was contagious and I found myself grinning
back at him.

"Mum
and dad just left," he informed me.

I
nodded my head but the fact really didn't register in my head.

"So,"
he began trying to strike up a conversation. "What have you been
doing these passed few days?" He took a few strides toward me
and picked up a book from the edge of my bed.

I
shrugged my shoulders. He already knew the answer. "Why are you
here?" I asked him bluntly.

"Can't
a boy come and say hello?" He said simply skimming through the
pages and not looking me in the eye.

"At
1 o'clock at night?"

He
shrugged his shoulders and threw the book over his shoulder. My eyes
widened in outrage. How dare he. Now it's going to get all messed up!
I always keep my books in top condition.

"Why
you little!" I began, storming towards him, the tip of my index
finger sending out little shocks of static. "If there's one tiny
little dent on that book you'll pay!"

"Now
now," he cooed. "Why would there be a dent?" My brows
knit together and I chewed the inside of my cheek. He grinned
boyishly and brought out his hand, the one that was behind him yet I
hadn't noticed. He was holding the book using his thumb and index
finger. I thought he threw it over his shoulder. How did it come to
be in his hands? "Unless of course I would do this..." he
said and took the cover of the book bending it back slightly.

"You
wouldn't dare," I said my teeth grinding against each other
mercilessly.

He
gave me an innocent look and I stomped up to him and tried to steal
the book from his hand. Because of this whole book fiasco, I had
forgotten to ask him why he came so late at night. I had even
forgotten I was trying to ignore him and I forgot that it was 1
o'clock and the moon was shining overhead and the skies were dark. My
only concern was that book that he now had held high over my head. I,
being too short, couldn't reach it.

Now,
in a very soap-opera like way, I tripped and fell and landed on my
back on the twin-sized bed. My feet managed to catch onto his legs
and he fell too ... right on top of me.

Memories
flash through my head like the time back in the carriage while we
were coming back from Christmas break. I remembered how Draco had
landed right on top of me then and all those countless other times.
It was a position I loved; to be under him and have him on top of me.

But right now circumstances had changed. It
wasn't Draco on top of me but George. His face was millimeters away
from me and our eyes locked. I loved his eyes. Those hazel ones with
specks of green. It was darkening now and I felt his heart beating
against mine. His eyes sort of reminded me of Draco's and how they
had specks of blue that would darken as lust would consume his body.
My eyes flickered back to his lips and I remembered the feeling of
them against my own. How much they differed from Draco yet still made
me think of him.

He
dropped the book somewhere behind my head and time seemed to halt at
that moment. A million questions were swimming in my head but they
were all soon forgotten at the taste of his lips crushing on top of
mine.

This
kiss was a lot more demanding and passionate than the one we shared
outside on his front porch. My hands went directly to his brown hair
and I stoked it as he made love to my mouth. I let out low moans and
tried my best to keep them to myself. It was as though I completely
forgot everything. I forgot who it was that I was kissing. I forgot
the fact that doing this is cheating on Draco but my mind just didn't
think of that as anything significant. All I wanted was this kiss to
go on. I even forgot who I was and who the guy kissing was, too.

I felt as
though no one loved me before. They didn't care did they? Why haven't
they arrived to take me back? Why didn't the newspapers talk about my
disappearance? I felt unloved. I felt unwanted even though I knew
deep within my heart there were reasons and that Harry still cared
and so did a lot of my other friends. However I still felt alone but
having George kiss me made me feel wanted. I wasn't alone. He was
with me and I didn't want him to stop kissing me.

My
hand took his and guided it to my breast. I ached for his touch.
Anyone's touch. Draco's touch...

He
stroked it through the material of the T-shirt I wore and I bit back
my moans. I sucked on his lower lip and he pulled away, kissing down
the length of my jaw. My nipples hardened and he rolled it around
with his thumb. Pretty soon my shirt was discarded and so was his and
the kisses intensified.

My
brain still didn't register what was going on or even if it did I
didn't care that perhaps all of this was wrong. My pants and
underwear went missing and when I felt his fingers riding up the
smooth flesh of my inner thighs, an ache in my lower belly increased
and I couldn't keep in the gasp that I let out. The events that
happened afterward was all a blur because of the heightening of
sensations, the passion, the lust, the kisses.

"Geo--Geor---"
I tried to scream out but his full name wouldn't reach my lips. When
I reached that peak of ecstasy it wasn't George's name I took but
Draco's in a low whisper that I'm not even sure George had heard.
Maybe he hadn't realized whose name I whispered but when he looked
back at me, his eyes caught the shinning huge rock on my finger and
he dropped dead. I rolled my eyes to the back of my head and closed
them.

I
was frozen into the spot and had no idea what to say. I opened my
eyes slowly and saw him bite his lip and run a clean hand through his
disheveled hair.

"Shit,"
he muttered under his breath. "Shit. Shit. Shit." He shut
his eyes and then looked at me. "I'm sorry Nia. I shouldn't
have---I forgot---" he groaned and then sat up grabbing his
shirt from the floor at the edge of the small bed and was about to
leave when I caught his hand.

"I'm
sorry." I didn't know why I said sorry. Maybe it was because I
pictured Draco instead of him or maybe because I was sorry that he
did this and was feeling bad about it. Perhaps I was sorry because I
knew this nighttime rendezvous had just ruined our friendship. Or
maybe this apology wasn't directed at George at all but to Draco on
whom I had just cheated on.

George
didn't listen. He didn't hear the fact I said Draco's name instead of
his or my apology. He was too engrossed in his own guilt to hear what
I had said. He shook his head and didn't look me in the eye. I pulled
the sheets up to my naked chest and still held on to his hand. I
didn't know why I did but I didn't want to let go. I had a feeling
that this would be the last time we would be together and I wanted to
make the best of it. I had no idea why but the feeling was still
there; that dark, ominous feeling that seemed to lurk in the utmost
dismal corner of my brain.

"George...?"

He pulled his
hand free from my grip and headed for the door. "I sorry I did
this, Nia. I'm sorry that I lost control." And that was the last
thing he said to me before he walked out that door. I realized what a
foolish thing we had done. Not only did I cheat on Draco but lost a
friend. Merlin what mess have I dug myself into now? Why did he have
to come to me so late at night? Why did he have to steal my book and
why did I have to trip and fall with him landing on top of me?

Why did I have to lose
control?

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A/N: This is still a
Draco/Hermione fic so don't go bonkers on me yet. I'll
have chapter 24-30 here tomorrow!
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