Hermione gritted her teeth as Ron walked into the Great Hall. It was sixth year and she was… uncomfortable with Ron's romantic advances on her.
'Mione!' he sung, grinning in what he obviously thought was an attractive way. She forced a smile on her own face.
'Hello Ronald.' Ron made a face,
'I've told you not to call me that!' he grumbled. Hermione frowned,
'Don't be a hypocrite Ronald. I've asked you not to call me 'Mione.' Ron's scowl grew.
'Krum calls you 'Mione!' Hermione closed her eyes, smiling as she remembered the gentle, romantic Quidditch player extraordinaire Victor Krum. She missed him.
'Well, I called him my Vicky Vixen so he called me his 'Mione Minx.' She sighed, remembering.
'Well then why can't I call you Mione? Ron demanded, his head in her face. Hermione tangled a curl on her finger, smiling gently, though her mouth was trembling.
'Because, Ronald, we were girlfriend and boyfriend and I m, m miss him! And I don't want reminders of him flowing around!' her eyes filled with tears and she jumped to her feet.
'Bathroom.' She choked before sprinting from the hall. Ron sighed.
'Ron,' sighed Harry, 'if you want to win her over, bringing up her old boyfriend will not help!' Ron scowled,
'When she's my girlfriend I'm going to make sure she doesn't write to him anymore!' he announced. 'And she'll let me call her whatever I want!' Harry nodded, approvingly.
'Mate, to win her over you're going to need to do something spectacular…' he drawled off, thinking deeply. Ron's eyes widened. Something Spectacular. That was one of the birthday present prank kits he received from Fred and George! If he pulled one on Hermione she would see how smart he was and would have to go out with him!
He whispered to Harry his plan before sprinting out of the Great Hall.
'Trouble in paradise.' Smirked Pansy. Draco grunted, not bothering to look over his shoulder. 'Oh look! Granger's crying!' giggled Millicent. Draco dragged his head up from his plate, yawning. With the mission from the Dark Lord he didn't have a lot of energy. He needed another brain. A smart one. Like… Granger's!
'Where?' he demanded, his new plan flooding into his mind. Pansy looked startled but pointed in the direction of Hermione. Ron was scowling and Harry looked thoughtful. 'Pans, I need her!' he gasped, excitedly.
'What?' shrieked Pansy.
'Listen, she's the best brain in this entire school!' he stressed, 'I need her to help with this project of mine! I have to, what should I do?'
'Seduce her!' grinned Blaise, eyes alight with wicked excitement. Pansy nodded, thoughtfully.
'Despite her… unfortunate heritage… I think she would make a great Slytherin you know. She's clever, cunning and she can be very manipulative. She's obviously ambitious and has a thirst to prove herself… Drake, I think you should go with the seducement.' Draco nodded.
'I'll follow her around, discreetly.' He nodded. He then looked shocked. 'Err Pansy?' he asked. Pansy raised an eyebrow. 'When I try to seduce girls on bets you get all angry and refuse to shag me… what's so different about Granger?' Pansy smirked, eyes lighting with wicked laughter.
'Let's just say I caught Miss Granger, Mr. Krum and Miss Delaquor in a very… intimate position last year. Granger touched the lovely Fleur too, it wasn't as if they were just sharing the boy… and gathering by Fleur's screams, Granger's quite good between the legs.' Draco grinned wickedly and Blaise started drooling.
'Images! Draco, you and Granger… hot, sweaty, naked, flushed…' he trailed off, a look of bliss on his face. Pansy trailed her hands on the front of his pants, smirking at what she found.
'Hey perv, what about while Draco goes off and stalks the lioness we go take care of your little problem…' Blaise smirked.
'I can't say it's little Pans, darling.'
Draco frowned as the Weasel sprinted from the hall. 'See ya guys.' He muttered, jogging out himself.