Game

Smirking, as Daphne Greengrass clung to his arm and his smirk widened as he took in the rather angry redhead glaring at him. He would show who was in charge of their snogging game. Turning his head, he placed soft, feathery kisses on the brunette currently clinging on his right. Glancing up, his blood ran cold and his smirk fell ever so gracefully that only a Malfoy could achieve.

Watching with the most vicious sneer he could master, he didn't need to hear their conversation, he could see plenty. Finnigan was flirting openly and even dare touching what was his, His fiery redheaded weasel. Gripping the table, his knuckles grew white as his worst fear came true. Potter slung his arm around Ginny, pulling her close and out of Seamus's clutches before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Enough to make her turn scarlet and smirk back to Finnigan. Making out the words from The Boy Who Lived he felt his blood run cold. He boldly stated that Ginny was his and when Ron and Hermione began to get up he pulled Ginny with him.

Draco could only watch as he lost not only the game, but the feisty redheaded witch.