A/N: Lately, I've been into everything Ancient Greek. One story that really captured my heart was the Trojan War. I've adapted the story for a Dramione audience.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Astoria and Daphne Greengrass were given a present with the label "To the most beautiful Greengrass." In it was a simple necklace with a gorgeous jade pendant. Imediately, they both claimed it to be their's.

"It says beautiful," Daphne said hotly to her younger sister. "Which clearly means me."
Astoria, who knew she could never win this arguement, said, "Perhaps we should let someone else decide."
"Fine," Daphne snapped, "We'll have Draco decide."
"What?" Astoria looked mortified. Daphne knew of her long secret crush on Draco.
"That shouldn't be a problem, should it?"
"N-no, of course not," Astoria whispered.
"Good." And with that, Daphne stormed out triumphantly.
Astoria wasn't in Slytherin for nothing. So naturally, she had a plan.

Not to say that Daphne wasn't cunning. No, she quickly rushed to Draco as soon as she left her sister in the Slytherin Common Room. She knew he would be in the library. For a reason she couldn't fathom, he was spending more and more of his time there.

"Dracoo," she trilled as she found where he was sitting.
"Daphne!" He cried out flustered. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you, silly," she said twirling her hair.
"Well you saw me," he said looking for a way out, "I got to go, bye!"
"Wait," she said sharply. Any pretense of a cheerful visit was gone from her voice. "My sister and I have a dispute over who is the most beautiful and we have agreed for you to decide. You will choose me and I will be sure to give you a favor in return. Understood?"
"Yeah, yeah," he said distracted, trying to look at something at the other side of the library. "Listen, I got to go."
"You better keep your promise, Malfoy," she said harshly as she watched him follow after someone.
She smirked, "And if you don't, you're little secret will be known to the whole school."

Astoria fiddled with her fingers nervously in the Slytherin common rooms. She clutched the medal in her pocket to make sure it was there. That medal would definitely be the way for Draco to pick her. She took deep breathes to calm herself down. She was always a wreck when she saw Draco. She stared at the common room door, waiting for him to enter. She waited for an hour until finally he entered the room. She got up from her chair and walked awkwardly towards Draco.

"D-Draco," she squeaked out.
"Astoria," he said irratedly.
"This won't take a minute, I promise," she said hurriedly.
" Okay, go," he said tapping his foot.
"My sister and I-"
"Yeah yeah, I know about your little contest. And you want me to pick you, right?"
She blushed a little and said, "Um. Yes, I really want you to pick me and if you do, I-I have this amulet that will guarantee that the one you love is yours that you can have if you pick me." She was sure that sentence was poorly constructed but was surprised she managed to say anything at all.
"Really..." He said disbelieving. "How do I know it works?"
"I..um..my honor?"
He snorted; as if Slytherins had any honor. "I'll go with that for now. But if it doesn't work, you'll be sorry."
"Of course," she said nodding. "Thanks again." She resisted the urge to hug him and ran to the girls' dorms.

The three Slytherins sat in a secluded corner of the common rooms. Astoria and Daphne were standing on one side and an impatient Draco on the other. Daphne handed him the box that contained the pendant with a knowing smile. He stole a glance at Astoria who pulled out the purple amulet just long enough for him to see it and pushed it back quickly into her robes so her sister wouldn't see the amulet.

"Okay Draco, give the box to either my sister or me." Daphne said sharply, emphasizing the last word.

There was a moment of tension between the two sisters. Daphne scowled and Astoria bit her lips.

"Astoria," Draco said coolly, tossing the small box to her. Daphne walked towards Draco.
"Watch your back, Draco," she whispered dangerously so her sister wouldn't here and stormed to the girls' dorms.
"T-Thank you, Draco," Astoria stammered. Her fingers eagerly opened the box to put the pendant on.
"Not so fast, Greengrass," Draco said his arm leaning on the wall behind her, effectively trapping her. "The amulet."
"Oh right," she said blushing. Her hand slipped into her robes and produced the crude purple wooden amulet. "Draco, its really old and valuable. Do be careful with it," She whispered.
"Of course," he said with a crafty smile and slipped the amulet into his robes. "Here, let me help you with that," he offered as he saw her struggle to close the clasp to her necklace with the pendant that she won. Astoria's heart beat quickened when she felt his cold fingers graze her neck while closing the clasp. Draco smirked and left. The poor girl didn't even try to hide her crush on him.

He walked briskly out of the common room. He couldn't hide his excitement. Finally, he would have the one thing he wanted above everything: her love. His mind filled with fantasies of her. His brisk walk turned into a dreamy pace towards the library. He could always find her there. In his love-crazed stupor, he failed to notice the person discreetly following him. His thoughts had room only for her. He entered the library and stood behind the bookshelves at his usual spot where he could gaze undisturbed at her for hours. She never failed to show up precisely at this spot at this time. His eyes traced her outline and observed her graceful fingers that patiently wrote her thoughts on the paper. He averted his eyes from a few agonizing seconds to pull out the amulet from his pocket. He longed to use it when he realized he didn't know how. He cursed himself for not asking Astoria.

In frustration, he stormed out of the library.