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Unforgivable	By : Elena009 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13161 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: WARNING: Mild language. I do not own Harry Potter, the characters or the rights and I do not make any money off writting this fanfic.

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A/N: I had some fun writing this chapter, though I must admit it was supposed to head in a completely different direction. Certain characters were supposed to be introduced but I couldn't have that happen until something happened to another character already in the story.

I'd like to thank the two of you who have reviewed this story and I hope that you like my little twists and turns. I thought it would be great that Hermione and Narcissa had a similar experience as it helps them bond as characters.

On another note, over 900 hits and it hasn't even been 24 hours! Man am I excited! This must be a good story eh? Lol well Anyways, on with the chapter. Please read, review, vote. Let me know what you all think. Give suggestions, constructive criticism, etc.

Thank you all for reading,

--A

Chapter 3 – That Bitch

As soon as Hermione opened the door she could hear noises coming from around the corner. Looking back at Narcissa she put a finger to her mouth to let her know to be quiet. Inching forward Hermione took out her cell phone, turning the camera on. The noise got louder and louder as the woman’s pleasure grew. She rounded the corner and gagged at what she saw, it took all of her will to snap the picture.

Hermione and Narcissa made quick work, Hermione in the kitchen and Narcissa in the living room, quickly and quietly they shrunk the items covered what needed to be wrapped in paper and shoved them in bags. Hermione made her way to the bathroom continuing to shrink everything down, but when it came time to go to the bedroom she paused. Then her face lighting up and crossed the apartment to the front door, opening it again and slamming it as hard as she could. It shook the whole place. She could hear the two scrambling to put some form of clothing on as Ron came out wearing nothing but his jeans.

“Hey baby, how was your trip? You’re home early.” He drawled, then noticing that the apartment looked fairly bare, he stared questioningly at her.

“I just came to gather my things Weasley.” Hermione said, trying to hide the shaking. She brushed past him into their old room to find the blonde woman from the spa in only her panties. Ignoring her, she moved to her closet and shrunk all of her clothes, she didn’t care if a muggle saw her use magic or not. She then moved to her dresser and continued her work, spying the bed she couldn’t bear herself to bring it with her. She felt dirty, used, utterly alone.

Her eyes went to the blonde and didn’t bother to cover up her small tits and lean body, “I hope that he does the same to you as he did to me.” With that she walked out of the bedroom. Ron hadn’t even tried to stop her.

“How long has this been going on?” She asked him, just wanting to know when he had stopped loving her.

Ron’s face was hidden but he spoke softly, almost so Hermione couldn’t hear him, “Almost a year.. Hermione, I never stopped loving you, but you didn’t give me a choice.”

“There’s always a choice Ronald, you made the wrong one. Maybe instead of poking your dick into that bitch’s pussy you should have tried to make our relationship work first.” She scowled, “I’m done here Narcissa, thank you for coming with me.” With that she turned to leave the apartment. To her dismay Ron stopped her, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back towards him. Planting a seemingly passionate kiss on her lips. Hermione was stunned, Narcissa held her wand out ready at any time to hex the shit out of him.

He pulled back, staring into Hermione’s wide eyes, before an intense pain consumed his features. Hermione held her hand back and struck him as hard as she could muster. Distracted from the pain in his face and kneed him as hard as she could in his testicles. Ron fell over, holding his crotch and writhing in pain. The woman came running out of the room and went to Ron on the floor. “You bitch!” She yelled at Hermione, looking up at her.

Hermione just watched in triumph and left the flat with Narcissa her head held high.

The stupid bitch infuriated her, she had lost the only one she had ever loved to some blonde slut bag. How had this happened? Ron and Hermione had been together for three years, she couldn’t bear the thought of cheating on him and yet he had no qualms about it. She just did not understand it one bit.

Narcissa sensed Hermione’s dark mood and placed a hand on her shoulder in comfort and understanding. Just because she did what she had had to do, did not mean it felt great. Hermione stopped at Ms. Jenkins place and let her know what was happening, apologizing that she would not be able to make it to tea on Friday. Ms Jenkins ushered the two woman in, “Please, nonsense come in come in. We’ll have our tea now,” She said, gesturing for them to sit on the neat flower patterned couch she went to the kitchen, muttering to herself.

She handed the two woman a cup and sat down opposite her with her own cup. “I had a sneaking suspicion, but I didn’t want to alarm you miss Hermione. I have… what shall we call it.. well I’m a Fae. I’ve known about you and that man there for as long as you have lived here.”

Hermione was taken aback, a Fae? How come she had never been able to sense her? Ms. Jenkins looked at her knowingly. “I can read emotions my dear and hide my aura. It was never appropriate for me to reveal myself to you before.”

Hermione was still shocked, it was no wonder that she was always nosing about, she could probably feel her emotions a mile away. “That must have been interesting,” Hermione quipped.

The three sat in silence for a little while until a loud bang from outside shook them from their thoughts. “I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN RON WEASLEY!!!” The woman screeched.

“Jessica please come on! Hermione and I are over!” Ron yelled back.

“You cheated on her with me! You told me you had broken it off months ago! And now I find out this, you expect me to welcome you with open fucking arms???

She asked incredulously, “No fucking way.”

They heard heavy footsteps walk down the hall to signal that she was leaving. Ron ran down the hall after her screaming her name. “Jessica wait please! Jessica!” It got quiet after that.

The three woman looked at each other and burst out laughing, once tea was done they took their leave and returned to Malfoy Manor.

The woman were laughing as they got inside, they dropped off the bags of furniture and kitchen stuff to a spare room, enlarging each item again, then retired to their rooms for a bit. Hermione decided to start filling the closet with her clothes, shoes and accessories, she might as well take advantage of the space while she could. She thought back to what had happened not very long ago and she still fond she couldn’t feel a thing for her only time love. She sighed and sat down in the middle of the closet and closed her eyes. Maybe I stopped feeling something for him a long time ago, maybe I stopped trying to please him when he stopped caring… She let that thought wander.

It was still pretty early, as they had had a early dinner, Hermione decided to get her hair done, that always made her feel good about herself. She left the Manor after telling Narcissa she needed some time to think, apparating to the closest safe spot to the salon. Turning out of the alley way she made her way down the street to her destination.

“Hermione!” A voice called as she entered the salon, her hairdresser came over to her and hugged her.

“Hey Janelle, could you fit me in today?” She asked her friend.

“Yeah, I think I’ve got time. What are you looking for today? Kim what are my appointments today?” Janelle went to the front desk to look at the appointment book.

“Oh well, I think a coloring and maybe get my extensions put back in if that’s possible.” Hermione replied.

Janelle raised an eyebrow, “The last time we put in extensions you were looking to catch the eye of some guy.”

Hermione’s cheeks tinged with pink, she hadn’t put those two thoughts together.

Janelle laughed, Kim replied that she had time now to get started.

“Brilliant!” Both Hermione and Janelle said at the same time. They laughed and Janelle showed her to a chair.

Hermione looked at herself in awe, she loved getting her hair done it make her feel sexy every time, like she could take on the world. Her hair was now a deep mahogany color and fell in curls and waves down to her mid back, she had a little bit of volume but not much just like she liked it. She paid and left, deciding she didn’t want to be in this area any longer, she returned to her temporary home.

She sat at the vanity a piece of blank parchment in front of her. She had no idea what to write to Harry, finally she thought something small and straight to the point.

Harry,

Something has happened with Ron and I’m sure you’re well aware of now, but please don’t worry about me, I am staying with a friend and I am safe.

--Hermione

After writing her letter she found one of the Malfoy owls and tying the letter to its leg she sent the owl off. As far as she knew, Harry was still living at number twelve Grimwald place. They had managed to clean up most of the house in the summer that they had spent there but there was still a lot of work to do.

Within 10 minutes she got a reply, she hadn’t been expecting it so soon that the owl fluttering down on her shoulder made her jump. The owl held out its leg for her to take the letter and Hermione absent mindedly scratched under his beak.

Hermione,

I heard what happened, though I would much rather hear your story. Ron came to my place shittered out of his mind muttering about you and some blonde girl. He is currently passed out on the couch. Please, let’s meet tomorrow at the usual place. 12 o’clock ok?

My deepest sympathies,

--Harry

Hermione smiled and wrote her response then retired for the night. She lay in bed tossing and turning, finally falling asleep.

She was trapped in a room, searching for a way out. She could feel her throat start to constrict as panic flooded her body. Suddenly she heard movement in the room as the room started to light up. There were two other bodies sprawled in a pile on the bed in the middle of the room. Hermione found she had no voice nor could she move to scream or run away. The red haired man grunted, thrusting into the blonde woman. She was pleased to know that the curtains in fact did not match the drapes. “Oh Ronny,” The blonde mumbled clearly lost in the moment. Ron’s head sank into her neck, licking the tender flesh, nipping at her skin, Jessica arched her back groaning.

Hermione found that she was suddenly right at the end of the bed, still helpless to watch.

Ron sank his member further into Jessica’s ready wetness, crying out with each of his thrusts. Their rhythm became faster and more vigorous as they were reaching their climax. Ron changed positions, throwing her legs onto his shoulders and using her thighs as a brace. Hermione cried out in pleasure and pain when she realized she was now the one underneath Ron. He was the one fucking her and Jessica was now at the end of the bed watching. Her climax was coming closer and closer though she tried and fought against it. Ron grunted above her, “Oh Jessica… yes” His face was flushed with pleasure, his eyes glazed over, with a yell he came inside her before collapsing. Hermione was sparred for the moment, her heart racing and pounding in her head.

Hermione woke in a sweat, her heart beating fast. It was three in the morning, sighing she tried to go back to sleep with no luck.
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