Harry was gay. Out and proud gay. Ron had a problem with it at first, but got over it in the end. And who was he gay with? Ron thought that it was Snape but Hermione thought it was Crabbe or Goyle. Neither of them was right. It was actually Luna! Yes, Luna turned out to be a man.

Draco who had always known this always laughed at them in the hallways.

"Filth deserves to be with filth. It's just the way things go. Now, moi, I deserve to go with someone special, like oh wait. There's no one good enough for me!"

At this Hermione turned around and said "Even moi, darling Draconis?"

Draco turned bright red and stuttered... "Well… of course mudblood. You are the epitome of filth."

This confused Hermione because she didn't know why he turned red. She figured his perfect skin had an allergy to something in the air.

"So, Draco. You're Head Boy, right?" She asked.

"Bighead Boy more like" muttered Ron.

"Ron! How dare you say something like that! I mean, I know that it's Draco and he's like, evil, but oh, my, god! He is so hot!" Harry screamed, then realised what he had said and ran off crying.

This pronouncement had caused everyone to roll on the floor laughing.

Draco rolled his eyes and stalked off, yelling behind him "Of course I am Granger. Who else would it be? Prissy Pervy Potter?"

"You are just jealous because I spend more time with him than you" said Hermione.

Draco stopped walking, and turned around slowly. "Oh, really? Prove it."

Hermione looked confused. "Prove what, Malfoy?"

Draco smirked now. "I challenge you to a Wizard's Game."

Everyone gasped. Hermione looked at Draco with shock and wonder.

"No-one has had the nerve to challenge that in over 1000 years".

A little voice piped up from Colin Creevy, "What is a wizards game?".

Draco smirked. "A wizards game, young mudblood, is where one wizard, in this case moi , challenges another wizard or witch or, ugh, a mudblood to a series of challenges and games to prove superiority. Not that I have to prove superiority, of course. But it will be nice to put the mudblood in her place."

"You mean on the podium, victorius" thought Hermione. This thought brought an evil snerk to her face. Draco noticed her expression and raised an eyebrow. Granger never snerked or smirked or sneered. She's a Gryffindor. They are stupid and don't know the meaning of subtle.

Out loud Draco said "The first challenge shall be tonight... at 6 in the requirement room. Be there mudblood." With that he stalked off with Crabbe and Goyle lumbering behind him. Harry and Ron looked at her with fear in their eyes.

"What kind of challenges are they?" Harry asked.

Hermione gulped. "The last person who lost at a Wizard Game was under a permanent Cruciatus curse."

Harry added "The person before that was just permanently dead."

Hermione slapped him. "Duh!"

Ron looked confused. "How can you be not permanently dead?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I am going to the library to study. If you would like to join me, feel free."

Ron and Harry quickly made their excuses and went outside to practise flying.

In the library Hermione saw Draco and yanked him into their private corner.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" she screeched. "Now I will have to hurt you"

Draco smirked. "I'd like to see you try."

Hermione smirked back. "Oh, so you like to play it rough do you?"

Draco turned slightly red. Hermione picked up on this. "Oh, so did the Slytherin King Malfoy blush?"

Draco growled "Malfoys don't blush. And anyway, I prefer Pansy."

Hermione was quite aware of his preferences having accidentally seen him and Pansy going at it in the shower. This was a very disturbing image, but maybe she could use it to her advantage.