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Forbidden Fruit	By : nvywf2005 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 7390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: My husband actually took care of our daughter long enough last weekend for me to sit here and type up a
couple chapters today. I’m mostly focusing on this story right now, because I’m almost finished
with writing it. Then I’ll finish typing up what I have of Protecting Ginny, Captured Hearts, and
Never Perfect. I’m also playing around with another fic, called Watching You. It’s another
Dramione story. There will also most definitely be a sequel to Forbidden Fruit. After I get all of
what I have typed and posted. I will start posting updates on a more regular basis.
While I didn't get very many reviews for chapter 8 so far. The ones I did get were exactly the type I was looking for. I wanted readers to HATE Pansy by the end of the chapter. I'm sorry to say, that is not the last of her. As in this chapter, things get worse as far as she goes.
Also, the thing with my story and the Draco/Pansy bit. Is they've known each other since they were toddlers. They're each others first loves. While it was a different kind of love then what Draco and Hermione have. Pansy and Draco were still in love. They went through a lot together and feel very strongly about each other. When Draco was with her, he was the Draco we've all known forever, not nice like he is with Hermione. While he does love Hermione very much, for a while here it's going to be hard for him to let Pansy and all that go. Like I said before, the Pansy situation doens't really resolve itself until much much later in the story, but she's not a constant factor. Also, keep in mind the Dark Lord is using her to try and test Draco's limits/strengths.

Here's chapter 9, I've got some of 10 typed, but still have a ways to go and I will go work on that after I get this posted.

~Krista~

Chapter 9: Pansy Tries to Play

            While Hermione, Ron, and Harry were down visiting Hagrid. Draco was still sitting right
where he had told Hermione he would be. Aside from getting up to use the restroom, and getting
a few bottles of butterbeer. Draco had stayed right on that black, leather couch doing his
homework. He was nearly done with an essay for Snape’s class when Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle
came into the room.

            Crabbe and Goyle sat across from the couch Draco was sitting on. While Pansy sat down
right next to him.

“Where’s the Mudblood?” Pansy asked.

“HERMIONE is down visiting Hagrid with Potter and Weasley,” Draco replied.

“I can’t believe you trust the Mudblood with those two. You know she’s fucked both of them,”
Pansy smirked.

“She has not fucked them, Pansy. I was her first. You really need to get a grip and stay out of my
love life if you want to continue being friends with me,” Draco spat. “I trust Hermione, and I
KNOW she’s just friends with those two because she wouldn’t do something like that to
ANYONE...she’s not you.”

“Hm...She really does have you wrapped around her finger, doesn’t she? I’m telling you Draco,
she doesn’t belong here. Not in your world...I do,” Pansy said. Scooting closer to Draco and
placing her hand on his thigh.

            “Would you back off all ready? Hermione does belong here with me, I LOVE her Pansy!”
Draco yelled. “What you and I had together was LUST. I’ve explained this all to you...multiple
times...Fuck!”

“Kiss me, Draco. You know you want to. You love it when I piss you off,” Pansy teased. Inching
her face closer to Draco’s and brushing her lips against his.

            Draco tried to pull back, really he did. Pansy just wouldn’t let him. She held her hand on
the back of his head. Pulling him closer. She moved her other hand down his back. Tickling his
most sensitive of spots. Then Pansy started moving her tongue into Draco’s mouth. Feeling him
finally start to kiss back.

            When they finally broke away from the kiss. Draco had a look of worry and disbelief on
his face.

I’m an idiot, he thought.

“Look, Pansy...I swear if you tell Hermione anything before I get the chance to explain–”

“I won’t have to, Draco...She’s been standing over there for the past five minutes. Practically
witnessed the whole thing,” Pansy laughed.

            Draco looked over toward the entrance of the room and saw Hermione standing there
with her hand clapped over her mouth and little tears rolling down her face. When Hermione saw
Draco look over at her, she turned around and ran out of the room.

            “That’s it, get out of here you filthy Mudblood!” Pansy called after her.

            Draco shoved Pansy down onto the floor.

“I’m going to say this for the very last time...STAY AWAY FROM ME! Leave H-Hermione
alone!” Draco shouted. Tears starting to fill his eyes as he went into his room and slammed the
door behind him.

            Draco laid down on his large, empty bed and cried. Thoughts and the reality of what he’d
just done...and the consequences it could have seeped into his brain. His heart ached with guilt
and sorry-ness.

I’m so fuckin stupid! I knew what she was trying to do. I KNEW how Hermione would react.
What it would do to us, and I still did it. Hermione probably hates me now...” Draco thought.

Should I go try to explain? She probably won’t even want to see me. Let alone talk to me. Guess
I’ll let her calm down a bit. Maybe see if she comes to me first.

            After Hermione saw the snog session between Draco and Pansy. She felt like her heart
had been ripped out of her stomach. She didn’t care what Draco’s reasoning for it was.

There is NO excuse for something like that,” Hermione thought to herself as she sprinted back to
Gryffindor Tower.

            When she got into the Gryffindor common room. Eyes were fixed upon her. Harry and
Ron ran up to her as soon as they realized something was wrong.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Hermione choked out. Pushing past them and continued running
until she reached her bed. Closing her curtains so no one would bother her. Then she curled up
into a little ball and cried herself to sleep.

            On Sunday morning, Hermione could hardly bring herself to get out of bed. She felt like
she’d been hit with a sack full of bricks. The last thing she wanted to do was talk about what had
happened; what she had seen. She knew the moment she got out of bed and went to the
Gryffindor common room. Harry and Ron would swamp her with questions.

            Meanwhile, Draco was also still lying in his bed. Somehow he’d managed to make
himself feel even worse about what he’d done. If feeling worse was even possible. He’d had her.
He’d had Hermione, the woman of his dreams. Someone who loved him more then anything.
Someone who would do ANYTHING for him. He’d never felt so complete and at home then
when he was with her...and now just like that, he’d gone and acted like the son his FATHER had
raised...again.

            As much as Draco tried, he couldn’t get the look on Hermione’s face when she’d seen
him kissing Pansy out of his mind. Most of all he couldn’t stop his heart from aching. Knowing
that Hermione was somewhere in the castle crying and in pain because of what he’d done. Draco
had promised her he wouldn’t hurt her, and he’d broken that promise...even if it wasn’t entirely
his fault.

            After several hours of laying in his bed. Crying over what he’d done. Draco finally got
up. He had decided he needed to explain his pathetic side of the story to someone...anyone who
would listen for that matter. He ended up in the Gryffindor common room. Harry, Ron, and
Ginny all gave him a look that he thought would surely turn him to ice.

            “What did you do to her?” Harry asked angrily as Draco got closer.

“I...kissed Pansy...but I swear, I never meant to. She’s been at me for ages to go back to her.
Partly because she’s Pansy and partly because she’s under his orders,” Draco explained. Then he
told them about everything Pansy had done that week to try and get him to sleep with her.

            “I know it’s no excuse, but Pansy knows my weakness. She knows how I liked it in bed
when I was with her. She’s known me since we were just toddlers. I’ve admitted that she’s one of
my weaknesses...even to Hermione, but I’ve never loved her. It was always just...lust...I do love
Hermione. I could care less about having sex with her. Just as long as we’re together...Just as
long as she’s happy,” Draco was now crying again. Everyone, even Ron could tell he was being
truthful. He didn’t mea n for these things to keep happening, but they did because of the burden
which lied on his left arm. The one that burned every time Voldemort needed or wanted him for
something. The one that had been forced upon him.

            “Here, Draco...Why don’t you sit down. From the looks of it, you didn’t sleep last
night...you cried,” Ginny offered. Standing up and giving him her seat, which he sat in very
slowly. While Ginny drug another chair over to where they were for herself to sit in.

“Just give Hermione some time, Draco. She was crying on and off all night. She’s hurt, but she
still loves you,” Ginny advised.

            “I can’t believe what I’ve done...How can she forgive me?” Draco asked.

“The same way she has every other time,” Ron answered.

“How long do you guys think it’ll take to get her back?”

“...a while, this is pretty serious. She really trusted you and you broke that...Even though you
didn’t mean to do so. You’re going to have to earn that trust back, and you’re going to have to do
whatever it takes to keep Pansy away from you and Hermione. Go slow,” Ginny smiled softly.

“I really do love her,” Draco said. Standing up to leave.

“We know you do, or else we would’ve pummeled you the moment you walked in here,” Harry
said.

            A little while after Draco left. Hermione finally worked up enough courage to get out of
bed. When she got down to the Gryffindor common room. She felt very thankful as she saw the
big couch sitting there, unoccupied.

            She went over and sat down on said big couch. Bringing her knees up to her chest. Harry,
Ginny, and Ron moved over to her. Harry sat next to Hermione, while Ginny and Ron sat in
chairs across from them.

“I don’t want to talk about it just yet,” Hermione said softly.

“You don’t have to talk to us about it at all. Draco all ready came in and told us what happened
and what has happened this week,” Ginny replied.

“He’s really sorry Hermione...Poor bloke couldn’t stop crying the whole time he was here. He
didn’t mean to kiss her,” Ron said.

“I know, he never means for anything to happen...but it does. This wasn’t something little. He
kissed another girl and I saw it. It was the same girl that’s been giving us problems all week,”
Hermione cried.

“Do you still love him?” Harry asked.

“Of course...I fell head over heels for him, Harry. That can’t...didn’t change in the course of one
night, but he still really hurt me...This hurts more then anything else that’s happened,” Hermione
replied. Taking a tissue Ron was holding out to her and blowing her nose with it. He handed her
another one and she wiped her eyes with it.

            “Just let it all settle a bit longer. For as long as you need it to. Take your time, and then go
talk things over with him. He cried all night over this. Didn’t sleep at all. Draco Malfoy we’re
talking about, here. He loves you more then anything and really wants to earn you and your trust
back,” Ginny said gently.

            “Are you hungry?” Harry asked.

“Starving, but I don’t want to go to the Great Hall,” Hermione answered.

“That’s ok, we’ll go get you some food. Just tell us what you want,” Ron smiled.

“Soup, just some kind of soup and crackers...and a giant pot of tea,” Hermione answered.

            Both Harry and Ron left the room. Minutes later they brought back the food Hermione
had asked for. She ate her food, and then went back to bed. She needed to get up earlier then
usual on Monday to finish her homework.

            When Hermione went down to the Great Hall for breakfast on Monday morning. She
could tell everyone in the school kenw what had happened all ready. She could feel eyes
following her the whole time she was eating. The sounds of whispers filling her ears.

“I heard Draco didn’t go after her because he wanted to finish things off with Pansy,” was only
one of the whispers Hermione overheard. Every now and then she would glance over at the
Slytherin table. There was no sign of Draco, but Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise were over
there. From the looks of things. Blaise wasn’t wanting to have anything to do with his other three
house mates.

            While Hermione was eating breakfast in the Great Hall. Draco was still in the Slytherin
common room. After dragging himself out of bed, he decided it’d be better if he didn’t go to the
Great Hall for breakfast. Blaise had even double checked to see if he wanted to go.

“You’re sure you don’t want to go up there?” Blaise had asked.

“I’m sure, it would only make things worse...and then I’d probably be forced to beat the shit out
of a lot of people,” Draco replied. Still trying to keep his composure.

            Draco knew Hermione’s first class that day was Ancient Runes. So he planned on
sneaking down to grab some food when she left for that class. It’d still give him time to eat
before his Divinations class. He couldn’t help wondering how they, or at least he would get
through the day. Especially Charms, Transfigurations, and Potions where they would have to see
each other. Draco was fine with seeing Hermione, just not the look of pain on her face...and
knowing that it was he who caused her that pain.

            Hermione’s first class, Ancient Runes went by fairly quick, and it had managed to keep
her mind occupied which was even better. She had an hour before her Charms lesson. So she
went to the library ro finish her essay for Professor McGonagall’s class.

            On her way to the library, Hermione passed Draco who was coming from his Divinations
class, but tried not to pay too much attention. Draco on the other hand; stopped in his tracks and
looked back. He watched her as she disappeared into the library. For the first time since Saturday,
he’d seen her and that painful, tear-stained face.

            After the hour was up. Hermione went to Professor Flitwick’s classroom. Where of
course the only seat left was her usual one next to Draco. She quickly took her seat. Harry and
Ron both looked back to make sure she was ok

“Maybe them being forced to sit together will be a good thing,” Harry said. Trying to sound
convincing.

“That or it’ll make things worse. Hermione’s very good when it comes to giving the silent
treatment,” Ron replied.

            As Professor Flitwick started his lecture. Hermione took out her parchment paper and
quill to take notes with. She was trying her hardest not to look over at Draco. She was so used to
holding his hand all through class and letting him copy notes he’d missed while flirting with her.

            Draco, on the other hand. Couldn’t stop himself from looking over at Hermione to make
sure she was still ok, and keeping herself together. HE was even having a hard time with that
one. At one point he was paying too much attention to Hermione and missed an important point.
At which point he had no choice but to ask her. Crabbe and Goyle were both asleep and he’d put
a sleeping charm on Pansy when they had passed each other in the hall way. He wanted to be
extra sure she wouldn’t bother him or Hermione that entire day.

“Hermione, can I see your notes real quick...please?” Draco asked softly. After a moment of
hesitating, she slid her parchment over for him to copy off of. When he was done. Draco slid it
back over to her. “Thanks...I love you,” Draco whispered. Hermione looked over at him slowly
and nodded.

            The rest of the day went by extremely slow. Hermione was forced to sit next to Draco not
only in Charms, but also in Transfiguration and Potions. When the bell signaled the end of their
potions lesson. Hermione stayed back a bit. When everyone had gone. She went just outside the
classroom and slid down to the floor. Resting her head against her knees.

            Just a few feet away from where Hermione sat, stood Draco. He’d stopped to make sure
she was ok when she came out of the room. When he saw her breakdown from hours of having to
sit next to him. Draco’s eyes immediately filled with tears.

“Go on, go sit with her. Just sit though, don’t say anything unless she does. If all you do is both
cry. At least its something,” Draco heard a soft voice coming from behind him. He turned to see
Ginny standing there. She had been on the way back from one of her classes when she saw him
standing there.

“She’ll probably move to the library soon...knowing Hermione,” Ginny added.

“Thanks, Weasl-ette,” Draco replied.

            Sure enough, Hermione got up from the ground and went to the library. Draco had to hide
in a little nook so she wouldn’t see him as she passed by the spot he’d been standing in. When he
thought he’d given her enough time. Draco went to the library.

            Hermione was sitting on the floor down one of the aisles of books. Her back resting
against a bookshelf. She had her books and parchment paper out. Every once in a while. Draco
would see her wipe her eyes. Apparently brushing tears away.

“Go on, go sit with her,” He heard Ginny’s voice again.

            Draco went over to where Hermione was sitting and sat down across from her. Licking
and chewing his bottom lip as he always did when he was nervous. Hermione looked up at him
as he sat down.

“Hi,” Hermione choked out.

“Hey,” Draco replied. Hermione noticed what Ginny had been talking about the nihgt before.
Draco looked exhausted. Like he hadn’t slept since it happened.

            Draco also noticed how tired Hermione looked and her eyes were all puffy from crying so
much. He reached into his bag, pulled out his Potions essay, and began working on it. He and
Hermione would glance up at each other about every ten minutes as they sat there for hours
working on their homework. Every once in a while Draco would see Hermione brush another tear
off her face.

            After Hermione had finally finished her last essay. She looked up. Draco hadn’t had much
homework and had finished it all of what he did have long before Hermione finished hers. Their
eyes met for a second before Hermione turned her face. Tears now rolling down her face.

            “Move over by her side,” Draco heard a soft whisper coming from behind him. He did as
he was advised. He moved so he was right next to Hermione. Facing toward her side so he could
see her face better. It took all he had for Draco to not start crying himself.

“I’m sorry, Hermione,” Draco whispered after a couple minutes of complete silence. Hermione
just nodded as her face shriveled up again.

            Not being able to take much more. Hermione got up and Draco handed her book bag ot
her. Then he got up himself. Reaching his hand out to her shoulder and pulling Hermione so her
back was against his chest.

“I’ll wait, Hermione. For as long as it takes for you to forgive me...and love me again,” Draco
whispered into her ear. Kissing her cheek as he did and then letting her go. Hermione went
straight to her bed and didn’t get back up until the next morning.
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