The central theme of this story originated from a fanfiction quite early on in the Harry Potter universe pre-book 5. For numerous reasons, I lost touch with the story and returned to find that it had been deleted/discontinued. I have never been able to find a story that ran along the same lines and I can't remember who originally wrote it, as I would credit them. So I'll shout out to the orginal author (if you're still here) – if you don't like me borrowing your idea, then tell me and I'll let it be. And I apologise if I use something that appeared in your story, I can't remember what was your canon or my imagination.
Author: SforSnarry
Title: The Bet
Genre:General / Humour
Pairings: Hermione / Draco initially..
Summary: Hermione and Draco make a bet. How many embarassments can they endure until they break? Who knows? It will be one crazy ride!
Rating: T- There will be quite a bit of swearing and themes that probably aren't good for the younger readers.
Disclaimer: I do not own and am not associated with any stake holders in the Harry Potter empire. I'm quite clearly not about to make any money off it.
Chapter One : The Bet.
A/N : Can't believe I'm not writing a Snarry! I don't really like Hermione and Draco as a couple, but for this style they are quite suited and I doubt they'll end up as a couple in the end. Or might they?
This fanfiction starts at some point in book five..
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"Owls," Snape drawled. "How many of us can expect them?" his glance lingered on Harry and Neville. "We all know that some of us are clearly wasting their time." He addressed the rest of the class. "In this years class we will be dealing with the more experimental side of potions, hence, I am going to team the good potions students together and leave the others to their fates." Hermione rolled her eyes, Typical Snape thing to do. She knew that she'd be paired with some slimy Slytherin, just as long as it wasn't that fucking Pansy Parkinson, or it might be worth causing an explosion or two. Sometimes revenge mattered more than house points. "Granger, go and pair with Malfoy," Hermione sighed. Draco bloody Malfoy. Ron looked at her sympathetically, it was alright for him though, he was staying put and he was going to have a fun potions year with Harry. Perhaps not a successful one, but a happy one nevertheless. Instead, she was stuck with ferret face. At least he looked suitably humiliated as she dragged her satchel towards his desk.
"Granger,"
"Malfoy," she sat next to him and tried to keep from punching him in the face again as Snape dictated the notes for the lesson and she joined the class in groaning when Snape gave them a research assigment to complete in their seated pairs.
"Right, well I think we should get this over and done with," Hermione said nervously.
"I agree,"
"How about after dinner in the library?" she suggested, happy that Malfoy was at least going to go along with it.
"Fine," and with that, the boy leaned over to talk to Pansy.
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After Dinner, Hermione approached Malfoy in the library with some trepidation.
"Shall we get this done?" she asked trying hard not to match Malfoy's scowl.
"Suppose," So they sat down and worked. Hermione trying not to notice the pack of Slytherins watching her and oblivious to the pack of Gryffindors watching Malfoy. He wasn't all that bad to work with, Hermione decided, wondering why he was suddenly not so horrible to work with.
"Hey, what do you say we put on a show?" he asked, the corners of his mouth twitching mischievously.
"What do you mean?" Hermione hissed looking up from her book. He shrugged.
"I don't know, just give them something to talk about," Hermione chuckled.
"You've got to be kidding,"
"Do I look it?" Hermione frowned, Malfoy was giving her a cold, austere look which in itself held a challenge. Hermione didn't back down from anything, especially not Malfoy.
"I bet you'll break before I do," Malfoy said suddenly.
"Break from what?" Now Hermione was confused, she wanted to know what she was in for before she committed to it. Let alone the voice in her head that was screaming to never have anything to do with a Malfoy.
"Break from this," he said, and he kissed her.
Hermione broke away from the kiss, not long after he'd initiated it. Holy fuck. What the hell have I gotten myself in for?
"What the hell did you do that for?" Her voice was a deadly whisper. Malfoy smirked.
"Oh, just for the benefit of all your little Gryffindor Lions."
"And I suppose for all of your Slytherin Snakes," Hermione gestured to where the Slytherins were hiding. Malfoy looked over his shoulder and paled. It was now Hermiones turn to smirk.
"You're on," she said standing up abruptly. "I'll see you tomorrow," With that, they both abruptly left the library, ignoring the cat calls from their houses.
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Luckily Hermione made it to her dormitory without meeting anyone on the way. She didn't know if Harry or Ron was in the crowd of Gryffindors watching but surmised that it wouldn't take long for them to find out she'd just been kissed by Draco Malfoy. The only person that would care to approach her would be Ginny and she couldn't care less. Secretly she hoped that the kiss would be enough to break Draco up with Pansy Parkinson, oh how she hated Pansy! Perhaps it was her main motivation for entering into the stupid bet and another was to push Draco into breaking. Just because she could.
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A/N : I'm just going to take it slow in case anyone has a problem with me using the storyline. It's not a direct copy, but I wouldn't feel comfortable without disclosing that I got the idea elsewhere. Anyway, if you like the way things are going, let me know! If you don't like it, then don't flame, just tell me why.