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This Curse on your Lips by Malfoylove

Format: Novella
Chapters: 23
Word Count: 41,035

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme

Genres: Drama, General, Romance
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, Seamus, Draco, Pansy, Fred/George, Ginny
Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Draco/Hermione, Ron/OC

First Published: 09/14/2005
Last Chapter: 07/04/2006
Last Updated: 07/04/2006

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"The only thing you'll get is this curse on your lips, I hope they taste of me- forever, forever." Will they get together? Will they last? How will everyone else cope? Is it worth it? Are they a curse to each other?song lyrics from Fall Out Boy- "Chicago is so two years ago" lyrics. PRE- HBP

Chapter 16: Chapter Sixteen - A New Meaning For a Love / Hate Relationship

A/N- So I stayed up until 3 a.m. last night to try and post this right when they re-opened the posting...(Silly me not thinking of time zone differences) annnnd I ended up going to bed upset because I could not update for you guys. So instead....I have two chapters right away ready for you!

I would also like introduce my new beta!!! The oh so lovely iLOV3DRACO !!!

On with the chap!

Chapter Sixteen


“I’m going to go back to my room.” I said. “I’ll see you tomorrow at breakfast.” I gave Ron a hug and fixed my clothes and hair before going to the common room.

“See you tomorrow Harry, bye Ginny!” I told them as I walked out. I took the long way back to the head commons. My mind reeled back to the Hogsmeade trip. ‘Why was Draco being so mean? He was fine before. ’ I though. My mind clicked. ‘I told him he was still the enemy and always would be. Shit’ I sighed and leaned against the wall. ‘He wasn’t too bad, as long as I didn’t make him mad. Maybe we could decide a truce. ’ I shook my head to clear my thoughts and walked into the common room. I turned, only to see Draco- and a second year Slytherin? – On the couch. I rolled my eyes and grabbed Draco by the back of the neck, pulling him off of her.

“What in bloody hell Granger?” Malfoy yelled. I tightened my grip on the back of his neck, digging my thumb into one of his pressure points.

“You,” I said pointing at the girl with my free hand. “Get out,” I said glaring.

“Whatever,” She said getting up and leaving. I let go of Malfoy and went to ring the bell for a house elf. Before I could even make it to the table, Malfoy grabbed me and threw me against the wall, causing me to hit my head. Tears stung my eyes before I could even comprehend what had happened. I went to feel for blood but couldn’t move my arms. I opened my eyes to see Malfoy’s face inches from mine and he had a tight grip on my elbows, holding me there.

“Don’t you ever do that again Granger, if you know what’s good for you.” He stated, his eyes burning into mine.

“She was too young. Now tell me, am I bleeding?” I said turning my head. Malfoy growled, pushing me harder into the wall forcing me to look at him. We sat there staring at each other for what felt like hours.

“You bug me.” I stated, breaking the silence.

“You don’t even want to know what you do to me.” He stated in a deep whisper. I sighed.

“You know what? I just want some ice cream and to see if I’m going to die due to loss of blood. Let me check and get some ice cream and then you can stare at me okay?” I told him. He ran his fingers through my hair and showed them to me.

“No blood.” He said letting me go and walking away. I went to ring for an elf and a minute later I had ice cream in my hand. Malfoy started toward his room.

“No no no no no. I’m not done with you.” I said pushing him against the wall. “Since when do you not have a shirt on?” I asked, realizing he was only in baggy sweatpants.

“Since before you kicked Meganne out,” he smirked.

“She’s too young,” I said again taking a bite of my ice cream. “Oh yeah,” I said angrily pointing my spoon in his face. “Why am I paired with Pansy to decorate?”

He smiled innocently at me, “You didn’t show so I had to punish you.”

“Bloody arse,” I said walking away. I went to an overstuffed armchair in front of the fire then curled up to eat. Upon finishing my ice cream I went to the head’s private library. I found a good book then laid on the floor in the common room in front of the fire wrapped in a blanket.

“Don’t you look comfy?” Malfoy stated sitting on the couch.

“Yup, wanna join?” I asked absentmindedly as I turned the page.

“Your Weasel might get mad at me.” He said, soon hiding himself behind the Daily Prophet.

“He’s not mine.” I said going back to my book.

“Oh, so you go around shagging guys without commitment or a title.” He asked, revealing his face only to smirk.

“Sod off, I was helping him with homework.” I said turning back to my book and beginning to read.

“Could you help me with my homework?” He whispered, this time much closer, his breath hot on my ear.

“You’re like a pesky bug that won’t go away.” I said swatting in the direction of his voice without removing my eyes from my book.

“Buzz,” he whispered in my ear moments later.

I turned and looked at him. “Are you done?” I asked.

“Not quite.” He smirked.

I rolled my eyes and turned back to my book.

“Have you ever been a fan of bug bites?” He asked nibbling on my neck. I turned around and glared at him.

“You’re so fun to anger” He said smiling deviously at me.

I smirked at him, “Just wait until I strike back.” I warned.

“Mmm, I don’t think I can wait.” He said licking his lips.

I rolled my eyes again and went back to my book. An hour later I finished my book and wrapped myself in my blanket and yawned.

“I’ll go to bed in a few minutes.” I stated.

The next morning I awoke curled up next to a warm body. I cuddled closer and smiled when their grip on my tightened slightly. I yawned then fell back into sleep.

“If you don’t get your lazy arse up now, you won’t have time to shower before breakfast.” Someone said as I felt something jabbing my side. I squirmed away and opened my eyes to see Malfoy standing over me. His hair was loosely hanging over his eyes as he looked down at me. My eyes traveled down to his bare chest, arms and abs, all flexing as his fists were clenched.

“What are you angry about?” I asked.

“Don’t care to tell you.” He stated walking away. I sat up and threw my hair into a messy bun when I saw Draco punch the wall then heard a loud cracking noise.

“Oh bloody brilliant.” I heard Malfoy murmur.

I looked up to see him glaring daggers at his hand. I got up and walked over to him. I glanced at his hand, knowing right away it was broken. I got ice from an elf.

“I know how to fix it, it just can’t have this much swelling for the spell to work.” I stated.

“I don’t need you help.” Draco stated walking towards the stairs to his room. I put my hand on his shoulder and stopped, turning to look at me. I let my hand fall down his back. His eyes were filled with anger.

“I’m perfectly fine.” He said through gritted teeth.

“Then make a fist.” I told him. He tried to make a fist but his hand barely moved. His eyes momentarily flashed of pain but quickly returned to their cold, angry state. I gave him a pleading look then he huffed and sat on the step. I sat on the floor and gently wrapped his hand, then said the spell to mend it.

“It will take an hour or two to heal fully, until then try not to use it.” I told him. My eyes searched his; he stared back daring me to look away. “What has you so angry?” I asked. He broke eye contact first, losing his own game.

“You still have time to shower before breakfast. I have to change.” He said getting up and walking to his room. I heard him put on the silencing spell, I sat there for a moment before running to go shower. I dried my hair then put on makeup along with jeans and a Gryffindor sweater. I draped my robes over my shoulder before going downstairs. I looked around for Malfoy, having not heard him leave. I went up to his room the knocked on the door. After not getting an answer I remembered the silencing spell he put up. I tried the door knob and it opened. I looked in to see his room a mess, things thrown everywhere. In the center was Draco, sitting on his bed with his head in his hand, while nursing the other.

“I’m not in the mood.” He mumbled.

I sat next to him and waved my wand, putting everything in its proper place.

“What happened?” I asked.

“She’s pregnant. Pansy is bloody carrying my child.” He hissed his whole body tensing.


A/N- I hope you liked it. I wanted to leave you guys on this cliffy for a few days to make you squirm when I wrote it. But alas, I promised a second chap right after so I will keep my promise. :o) Only cuz I love you guys. haha ;o)

*Disclaimer- Only the plot is mine.**