Over the Edge
Authors Note- Phew, I was afraid the last chapter wasn't going to go over well. Thank you for the reviews everyone
and sorry for the wait but I love the torture (.
Chapter Eleven- Confessions of a Dangerous Mind
Hermione stood like a petrified statue, which she had already been once before. Ginny and Harry were just the same,
though she had her hands on his shoulder. Hermione couldn't see where Harry's hands were, which to him was a
very lucky advantage.
She wasn't sure of her feelings for Harry at that point, the past hour made things confusing. It wasn't for his sake, what they had done, Hermione was in love, deeply. It couldn't have been a recent development, not even close. The question was the confusing part, how much? How far would she go for him? She lied to keep him from being caught, would she like to keep him out of Azkaban prison?
She had to find the answer, but things had to be dealt with one at a time.
" Hermione, honest, this isn't what it looks like" she did believe him, typical as it sounded, it was the
truth. Everyone knew that Ginny Weasley, alone, in a bath with Harry, she wouldn't be herself anymore. He tried to
swim away from her. " Ginny, can you please let go?".
" No!" her voice echoed, receiving two distinct glares. " What's gonna happen if I don't Harry, are you going to..kill me?".
Hermione lost her jaw, Harry came close to drowning, and Ginny had one heck of a grin. " I'd be your third victim, it'd be quiet the honor. The famous Harry Potter slicing my throat".
Harry pushed himself out of her grip and to the edge, climbing out. Access water dropped from his cloak and clothing to the tiled floor. " You don't know what you're talking about".
" Oh but I do" she kept the grin, " I was there, Harry, I saw you murder Neville from the balcony, and I know all about Colin as well".
Hermione looked across at Harry, he was very pale. She began walking around to get to him. " Ginny, you've been known to have a very active imagination".
" Oh cut the shit Granger! I'm not as gullible as I was in my first year".
" Gullible is one way of describing it" Harry muttered.
She smacked his arm, then gazed at Ginny, who was now getting out. " You silence on this would mean the world. Azkaban won't help Harry, I will".
Ginny stood before them, still shorter and the look of mischief and evil on her face. " Oh, it's going to take a lot more than a beg to keep me silent" Harry didn't like the sound of that, she was giving off a seductive vibe. " I think we both know what that is".
Hermione turned her head, her wide eyes seeing him stuck in a trance on Ginny. " Um, Harry...".
He snapped from it, " oh no, there is no way I'm sleeping with you just so you'll keep your mouth shut!".
" Come on Harry" Ginny pleaded, " it's just sex, only once, I promise. You never turned it down before".
Hermione jumped in, " maybe we could made another arrangement".
Ginny gazed at her, eyes ice cold. " Perhaps an arrangement to do with why Harry turned to murder. That I happen to know as well".
Hermione had come to her own conclusion. It didn't make sense, but it's all she could come up with in one second. " It's your choice Harry" she mumbled, turning away.
Harry was confused between the two. Both girls knew something that could cost him life in prison. One wanted him in exchange for silence, and the other was willing to be there no matter what. " No, Hermione's right, we can figure something out" he slid a hand into his pocket.
" I don't think so" Ginny replied.
Slowly, Harry's will gave in. His mind became paralyzed and his body took over without control.
" I do".
He grabbed the pocketknife from Sirius that he always had on him. Ginny hadn't noticed, but Hermione saw the blade from the first moment. Harry grabbed Ginny fast enough to make her scream. One arm was coiled tightly around her waist, the other around her neck with the knife.
" What the hell are you doing?" Hermione yelled. Ginny was panting beyond too scared to defend herself. She had her hands pulling at his arm, but there was no use.
Harry began to back-up with her. " I really don't want to do this, but, if I'm going to that hell hole Azkaban, I want to make sure no one knows my motive". He pressed the blade against the skin on Ginny's neck, causing tears to leak from her eyes.
Hermione felt her heart jump into her throat. Ginny Weasley, of all people. Would Hermione witness her murder? If Ginny told what she knew before dying, would Harry kill her as well?
" I won't tell, I swear!" Ginny screamed, back to her regular self.
" I'm no more gullible than you are" Harry told her in a rough tone.
Hermione inched closer to them, raising her hands to show that she doesn't meant to do anything someone would regret. " Come on Harry, don't do this, just let her go".
He shook his head, revealing his want from the same pocket. " I'm sorry Hermione, I really am..expellimus!".
A gold ray of light, a huge blast of blinding light, and Harry escaped from the bathroom.