Fic: The Perfect Plan
This was written for thedramione_ldws Round Eight, Challenge 4.
My brain dried up here, and I knew the resultant effect would be me getting the boot from the challenge. I was surprised I actually made it this far.
Prompt: Respect and Satisfy
Definitions: From another character’s POV (Not Draco, not Hermione)
Related Forms: 100-499 words
Title: The Perfect Plan
Rating: MT
Warning(s): One swear word
Word Count: 381
When I first suspected something was up, I swore to myself I’d pay more attention to them: their interactions at work or whenever we’d all meet up for dinner or for drinks.
My suspicions proved true.
I caught them stealing a fervent kiss in the lane right behind The Leaky; his pale hands gripping her messy curls as she clung to him tightly.
Then there was that time when I cracked opened the door to Malfoy’s office and spied her bouncing on his lap; her face flushed and his head thrown back in ecstasy. I continued watching until she moaned and leaned over to kiss him.
I lost all respect for her then. I was furious, and wanted nothing more than to run into the room and pull her off and away from him.
It was after I saw her leaving his apartment one morning that I knew - knew - that there was more to it than just a little fling. A sexual escapade. He had never let a woman stay over at this apartment. Until her.
I needed to put an end to this, once and for all.
"Hermione," I growled as I walked up to her. It was time to confront her and her betrayal.
"Oh," she replied. She looked surprised. She should be - the two-timing, two-faced Janus.
"I know what's going on between you and Malfoy," I bit out.
"Yes, well, its to be expected," she replied as she stood up from behind her desk and waved her wand to close the door behind me. "I know it was never part of the plan, but, well, I've grown to like him. And he makes me happy. I make him happy."
I almost screamed but bit the inside of my cheek. "How dare you?"
"How dare I?” The woman had the gall to look affronted. “You broke up with him. You said you wanted someone better. You said he kept calling, wanting to get back together and you asked me to keep him away from you. You said he didn't suit you, that you wanted your freedom. Well, you're right. I suit him better.”
“You bitch,” I raged.
“No, Ginny, that's you," she replied. “He's happy now. With me. You ought to be satisfied, your plan worked perfectly.”
My brain dried up here, and I knew the resultant effect would be me getting the boot from the challenge. I was surprised I actually made it this far.
Prompt: Respect and Satisfy
Definitions: From another character’s POV (Not Draco, not Hermione)
Related Forms: 100-499 words
Title: The Perfect Plan
Rating: MT
Warning(s): One swear word
Word Count: 381
When I first suspected something was up, I swore to myself I’d pay more attention to them: their interactions at work or whenever we’d all meet up for dinner or for drinks.
My suspicions proved true.
I caught them stealing a fervent kiss in the lane right behind The Leaky; his pale hands gripping her messy curls as she clung to him tightly.
Then there was that time when I cracked opened the door to Malfoy’s office and spied her bouncing on his lap; her face flushed and his head thrown back in ecstasy. I continued watching until she moaned and leaned over to kiss him.
I lost all respect for her then. I was furious, and wanted nothing more than to run into the room and pull her off and away from him.
It was after I saw her leaving his apartment one morning that I knew - knew - that there was more to it than just a little fling. A sexual escapade. He had never let a woman stay over at this apartment. Until her.
I needed to put an end to this, once and for all.
"Hermione," I growled as I walked up to her. It was time to confront her and her betrayal.
"Oh," she replied. She looked surprised. She should be - the two-timing, two-faced Janus.
"I know what's going on between you and Malfoy," I bit out.
"Yes, well, its to be expected," she replied as she stood up from behind her desk and waved her wand to close the door behind me. "I know it was never part of the plan, but, well, I've grown to like him. And he makes me happy. I make him happy."
I almost screamed but bit the inside of my cheek. "How dare you?"
"How dare I?” The woman had the gall to look affronted. “You broke up with him. You said you wanted someone better. You said he kept calling, wanting to get back together and you asked me to keep him away from you. You said he didn't suit you, that you wanted your freedom. Well, you're right. I suit him better.”
“You bitch,” I raged.
“No, Ginny, that's you," she replied. “He's happy now. With me. You ought to be satisfied, your plan worked perfectly.”