Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter, related nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Words: 100
Warnings: some sexual tension, mild language
A/N: Written for dmhgchallenge, month 7.
Granger was wearing those ridiculous Muggle shorts in the summer heat. I couldn't help but notice her legs. Really nice. At least for a Mudblood.
"Oi, Granger, whoring yourself now? Is this your way to finally find a wizard?" I sneered at her.
"Sod off, Malfoy. I'll wear what I want."
"You're making everybody sick with that disgusting Muggle wear!" I didn't tell her I quite liked my reaction.
"Really?" Her eyebrows raised, "that's why you keep staring, then? You want to get sick?" She winked at me and sauntered off.
Now I had another heat to take care of.
