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Temptations	By : Nikkilicious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 16325 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Fall
- 2-Gluttony
- 3-Sloth
- 4-Sloth Cont'd
- 5-Greed
- 6-Greed Cont'd
- 7-Envy
- 8-Envy Cont'd
- 9-Lust
- 10-Lust Cont'd
- 11-Pride
- 12-Pride Cont'd
- 13-Wrath
- 14-Home
- 15-Mystery
- 16-Attack
- 17-Rise
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any part of the franchise. This is a work of fanfiction, written solely for the enjoyment of myself and other fans. No profit is being made off of this work.

�I am Envy. I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.�

-- Christopher Marlowe

Two days after their conversation in the common room, Harry, Ron, and Ginny had already spread the word about the new and improved DA and were now preparing for their first meeting.
Again, it was going to be held in the Room of Requirements. Harry figured it was the only place sturdy enough for all that was going to go on.
They�d gone in ahead of time to set up. On the far wall Ginny had posted up two pictures; one of Hermione, and the other of Draco. She�d said it was to remind everyone of why they were doing this. Of what it was they were fighting for.
Ron had scoffed at her. Like they�d forget.
But still, they kept it up.
After finishing, they went back out into the corridor to wait for the group.
Slowly, people filtered into the hall. It was easier this time, meeting, because none of the professors suspected a thing. The word had spread around quietly enough, which was astonishing for the population of Hogwarts. Still, Harry did have a more secure plan for keeping them all in touch; as a failsafe.
As they stood outside of the room and waited a few more minutes for anyone else to arrive, Harry looked around at all those who�d already shown up. The group was much larger than last time and he hesitantly looked around to make sure that they weren�t attracting any unwanted attention.
Luckily, no one was in sight and so far, the group had stayed pretty quiet.
While he was looking, certain people caught his eye.
Slytherins.
When he�d seen them he had immediately wanted to call the whole thing off, refusing to believe they were there because they wanted to help. But Ginny convinced him to let them stay and continue on. She�d promised that they would interrogate them about it later.
The Slytherins in question seemed to realize the attention they were receiving. Theodore Nott ignored the looks and stood patiently aside. Blaise Zabini was there was well, relaxed, leaning against the nearby wall.
But what surprised Harry the most was seeing Pansy Parkinson there. She didn�t look as if she wanted to be though, her arms crossed over her chest, her mouth formed into a scowl.
He would have loved to tell her that she could leave and he would gladly escort her away.
But he didn�t. Because he knew how she felt. He hadn�t been blind to the supposed relationship she�d had with Malfoy over the years. He wasn�t sure what it was but he knew that the girl felt something for the ugly ferret. And he could relate to that, in a way.
Someone that she cared about was missing.
Still� the thought of them participating made him sick. Because he couldn�t trust them. Not one bit. For all he knew, they would take what they�d learned and report it back to Voldemort.
That just couldn�t happen.
Finally Ron broke him from his thoughts and gave him a nudge in the side signaling that it was time for them to start. He ushered everyone a few steps back so that he had room and then he walked in front of the wall three times, asking for a place to study defense.
It worked, of course, and everyone hurried through the large door. Once they were through, it disappeared.
The meeting had officially begun.
Everyone gathered around Harry, Ron, and Ginny, assuming them to be the orchestrators of it all.
�Alright, I guess I�ll get straight to the point. We all know why we�re here and we all know that this isn�t something we�re new at.� Harry started, staring at the people around him. �This time is different, however. There are more� dire circumstances.�
Unconsciously, he looked to his left where the picture of Hermione hung on the wall, next to Malfoy�s. Everyone�s gaze followed his and silence filled the room for a moment before he continued.
�We are starting up the DA again so that we can help. We are all tired of doing nothing. Especially when our friends are out there. So whoever wants to do this, we�re going to have you sign that list over there.�
He motioned toward a small table on the right side of the room where a piece of parchment sat with a quill. It was the same as last time except this time he�d enchanted the paper so that no one could read it unless their name was on the list. He hoped it would be enough if anyone found it.
Hesitantly people filed over and formed a line at the table. Not one person declined to sign, Harry noticed. Even the Slytherins, who were the last in line, committed themselves without pause.
When it was finished, and everyone�s names were on the list, he gathered them around again.
�Alright, now, we are going to need a way to contact each other to notify about the meetings. We�ll use coins again. Each of you will get a sickle,� Ron began passing them out. �And when we have the next meeting time set, the serial number will change to that.�
Again, just like last time, as the veterans knew. No one saw any reason to change Hermione�s method. It had worked perfectly, and they didn�t think anyone would suspect them to use the same idea twice. Besides, everyone had sickles. It wasn�t suspicious at all.
Harry finished explaining a few things and when all of the business was out of the way, he instructed everyone to spread out.
They were first going to do a sort of review to refresh themselves. That way he could also see where the new members were at.
While everyone got to work, and Ginny and Ron supervised, Harry went over to the Slytherins, who had stood off to the side a bit.
�I assume you three know all of this, then?� He hadn�t meant it to sound rude but it came out that way. He couldn�t help it really. Keeping his emotions in check was not one of his strong points.
�We aren�t complete dolts, Potter.� Pansy told him, her chin sticking up in the air defiantly. He sent a glare her way.
�Why are you even here, then?�
Everyone in the room had stopped what they were doing so they could witness the interaction going on. Harry sheepishly looked to them and tightened his fists at his sides. He didn�t want to make a scene or put anyone on the spot but he knew he wasn�t the only one who didn�t trust the newcomers.
�We lost someone, too.� Said Zabini, his gaze meeting Harry�s dead on.
�I know, but-but� look at who you are! Slytherins. Death Eaters.� Harry insisted. It was an assumption and an unwarranted one at that, but he couldn�t help himself.
�Not to be rude, but you don�t know us. At all. And it is quite unfair of you to judge us based on your biased opinions of our parents and relatives, don�t you think?� It was Nott. He had said it all very casually, as if he were talking about the weather. And he had a point, Harry knew.
They weren�t their parents.
�You�re right.� Ginny said, coming up to Harry�s side and grabbing his arm. �We don�t know you. So to be fair to all of us, we will need to get to know you. Trust has to be earned. And it goes both ways.� She said the last part more directed at Harry than at them. If they wanted to trust the Slytherins, then the Slytherins had to trust them as well.
Nott nodded, as did Zabini. Pansy merely stood there, but they all knew she agreed.
�Alright, its settled then. Now, lets get back at it, mate.� Ron said, tugging on Harry�s other arm.
So that was what they did.

Draco raced through the empty hallways, his speed increasing with every turn. He gripped the broom handle tightly, his body staying low. He�d started out a slow and steady pace hoping to clear his head, but it hadn�t worked so well. So he went faster and faster. Up the stairs, down the corridor, through the passages. Things became a blur around him as his eyes stayed focused intently ahead.
But he still couldn�t stop thinking.
About her.
Stupid fucking Granger.
It wasn�t enough that she had to beat him in school. It wasn�t enough that she had to be best friends with his nemesis. It wasn�t even enough that he had to be trapped in this awful place with her.
But it was enough that he couldn�t get her off his mind.
Draco wasn�t used to jealousy. Not at this level, anyway. When he wanted something, he got it. For better or for worse, he was a very spoiled child.
But there were some things that money couldn�t buy.
Like relationships.
Family, friends, girlfriends. All of it.
And it made him realize that Granger had always had those things. And that he�d been jealous of her for that all along.
It made him sick.
It made him sad.
And mostly, it made him furious.
She was really good at making him feel that particular emotion.
His whole life he�d been told that the ultimate goal was power. Wealth, prestige, fame� all leading to power.
And that was good and all. But it wasn�t what he wanted.
It wasn�t all he wanted.
Besides, he�d learned the hard way that sometimes, power just wasn�t worth it. Wasn�t worth all that he�d have to go through to get it.
But that was wrong. He�d never had these thoughts before all of this. Before her. Fury flooded his insides the more he thought about it. The little bitch was manipulating him somehow. Making him change his view points.
He was just stressed. It was all becoming too much.
He wanted to go home. But that wasn�t an option.
So payback sounded like a good second.
He�d slowed down a bit, his flying getting too aggressive for such a confined space. Then he noticed where he was at.
The library.
He had figured she�d be there as well, with her oh-so-precious books. But she wasn�t. The place was empty.
And he got an idea.
A sick smile spread across his face as he whipped out his wand.
With a simple flick, all of the bookshelves on the right side of the wall collapsed to the ground. Slight vibrations went up through his legs from the floor. The force of it, of the destruction, felt satisfying.
So he did it again.
Destroying books was becoming a habit of his. A habit that he quite liked.
What made it all even better was the fact that he was hurting Granger. So much. He tried to imagine the look she would have on her face when she saw what he�d done. It made him laugh.
She�d be crushed.
Then she would understand who was really better. Him. Not her. No.
He had no fucking reason to ever be jealous of her. A mudblood.

His arms flailed wildly as he cast more and more spells. When his breathing had become ragged and his muscles were sore, he stopped and looked at his handy work. The place was trashed. Nothing was recognizable.
But he still felt so�livid.
It wasn�t enough. He hadn�t done enough to cause her pain.
Huffing, he stalked off, toward the Slytherin common room. To brood. And to think.
Two things he did very well.

Hermione lurked in the shadows of the dungeons, setting up her trap, and waiting for her prey.
The prey was Draco Malfoy.
She knew he�d have to come down eventually. And when he did, she�d be waiting.
To put her plan into action.
She had decided during her little outrage that if he truly thought he was better than her and that she�d never get up to his level, then she would bring him down to hers.
Picking the perfect crevice right outside of the entrance to the common room, she waited. Within minutes, he came stalking down, his footsteps falling heavily on the stone.
He seemed angry. And she was pleased.
He was getting closer. She could see him in her line of vision. His eyes were downcast, his mouth turned into a frown. He didn�t even notice her.
And that was when she attacked.
Jumping out of her hiding spot, she flung herself at him, her wand out and a spell on her lips.
He saw a flash of brown as the spell hit him and before he knew what was happening, he fell to the ground, a funny sensation running through his body.
Then she was standing over him. Hermione Granger.
Correction. GIANT Hermione Granger.
It didn�t take a genius to figure out that she�d shrunken him.
There was an evil glint in her bright brown eyes and a shiver of fear ran through him.
�Well, well, Malfoy. Its seems I�ve finally brought you down to size.�
She picked him up then, squeezing his midsection in her fist. She held tight and he felt as if she would squash all of his organs.
Then she was on the move. The jerky motions made him nauseous as she carried him through the halls and up the stairs, out of the dungeon.
�You can�t even imagine what I�m going to do to you. I literally have you in the palm of my hand. What do you think of that? I think its wonderful.�
She had a wicked smirk on her lips and Draco knew that he was in trouble. He tried yelling up at her but she wasn�t listening. Her attention was focused on other things. Torturous things. That she was going to do to him.
He gulped.
�You don�t appreciate anything. We�ll have to work on that.�
They went up another flight of stairs.
�First, I�m going to pluck out every single strand of your pretty blond hair. That�s a Malfoy trait isn�t it? Well, you obviously don�t deserve that.�
He was quite surprised that he hadn�t thrown up yet. The way she was talking and moving, it sure felt like he could.
That, or pass out.
�Then, after I�ve completely destroyed your appearance� something I know you pride yourself on because you are a very superficial person� I�m going to take your wand and break it up into pieces. On piece for every life you helped destroy. Death Eaters shouldn�t be allowed to do magic anyway. Really, I�m doing a public service here.�
She laughed at her own joke, but Draco didn�t find anything funny in it.
�Fina-� She stopped there. No talking, no movement. He was utterly confused as to why until he realized where they were.
Standing outside of the library. Which was currently on fire.
Not a big fire, just a few shelves in the back. But he knew it would grow. Eventually the whole place would burn down.
Hermione�s grip on him tightened.
�What did you do?� She screamed so loud he thought his eardrums would burst. Her glare burned through his skin. But he held his ground.
�I destroyed it. I reduced it to dirt. To nothing. Now you have that in common.�
He was scared. And he obviously had the lower hand in the situation. But, if he was going to lose, he�d be damned if he was going to go down without a fight.
She was quiet for a moment. And then the anger disappeared from her face.
It was replaced by a gleeful expression.
�I�d really like to see your nice pure blood. See what�s so special. But don�t worry. You won�t miss it. Besides,� Her voice was eerily happy as she spoke to him and with each word he grew more and more pale. �If I can�t have it, neither can you.�
That did it. She�d completely snapped and he knew he had to get away. He struggled against her grip, trying desperately to grab his wand from inside his robes. But he knew it would be pointless. He was reduced in size and, therefore, he had a feeling his magic would be as well.
Still, he had to try something.
�Granger, you want to kill me? Go ahead! You can hurt me all you want but it won�t change anything. In fact, it will make you worse than me. I�ve never murdered.�
�But you tried.� She yelled.
�How do you know? Were you there? No. You have no idea what was running through my mind that night. You don�t know me. But I know you.�
�Oh really?� She challenged. And he was up to meeting it.
He�d had enough of her holier-than-thou attitude. He was jealous and spiteful and he knew it. But no one else would.

Draco Malfoy was always good at lying.
�You�re weak. And scared. A lost little girl. Know-it-all, as well. And you don�t even realize how annoying it is. The looks that people give you. Even your friends scoff at you every time your hand goes up in class.�
She blinked at him and he knew he hit a nerve when he saw her eyes glisten a bit.
�And you put everyone down. You think I act superior? Maybe you should take a look in the mirror. You walk down the halls with your chin up in the air, declaring to the world that you are far better than they�ll ever be.�
�Enough.� She begged.
But he didn�t stop.
�You should hear the things people say about you. The jokes, the laughs. Even your friends. And the only reason you even have any friends is because you let them cheat. Isn�t that right Granger? You�re smart. Handy. Potter and Weasly wouldn�t need you at all if it wasn�t for your brains. Oh but you�ve saved the world, haven�t you? Fought the good fight? For what? It won�t change the fact that you�re a mudblood.�
She�d reached her breaking point.
�Enough!�
She squeezed him so tightly that he could no longer breathe.
�You don�t know anything about me. Everything you just said is wrong. Harry and Ron are my friends. They love me. And I can guarantee that right now they are doing everything in their power to look for me. Not because I do their homework, which I don�t, but because we have a bond. A connection. Do you know what those are Malfoy?�
He couldn�t have answered if he wanted to. His chest was tight and there was a dull banging in his skull.
�I may be a muggle born witch but so what? You know, if you really think about it, that would actually make me better than you, wouldn�t it? Because I didn�t come from magical blood and yet look at the talent I have.� She froze then, a look of awareness crossing her face. Like a light bulb had suddenly gone off. And it had.
�Yes. I�m better than you. I am.� She whispered. �I have so many good things in life. I would never want what you-how could I have thought that?�
Draco barely heard as she stood, talking to herself. He felt incredibly weak and darkness was clouding his vision.
�It�s not what I don�t have� its what I do have.�
She didn�t get to celebrate her triumph for long because in that instant, everything started spinning.

AN: Please review! Thanks so much.

Next time: Its finally here� what you�ve all been waiting for. LUST! What will happen? Just wait and see.
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