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Author's Note: So, I totally had another entire, complex story that I had planned to do after finishing "Walk the Line," but, due to some things that have happened in reality, the concept of that story was no longer something that I wanted to work on. Instead, I give you this! :) I was watching "Cruel Intentions" the other day, and inspiration struck. However, keep in mind that this is extremely LOOSELY based on that movie. I wanted something with a little more heart and I wanted to put my own spin on it, seeing as a lot of other writers were also inspired to do an HP story with that movie in mind. Also, I just wanted to address this because it was concerning me for some reason, but I am hoping that anyone who read my other stories won't be making comparisons between my character, Raynea, and the character in this story. They are, like, pretty much polar opposites. Like, honestly, they aren't even comparable. So, please don't go in with a closed mind cause I'm putting Draco with another OC. I'm just a dang creep and find him psychologically interesting, so I think of a bunch of different personality types that would compliment him, lol. This is also a very different story than the other two I have posted on here. That one was all plot, plot, plot, drama, drama, drama...this is more fun :D and, yes, there is some drama, but it's the fun kind. I just wanted to throw out something that was different from what else I have done.

Also...I'm really torn on how to rate this. Help! There's more sexual-content-like crap than there was in my other fics, but I don't do the whole smut thing, so it's not gonna be super dirty, like, AT ALL. So, if you review [which I hope you do :)] please let me know what the rating should be. I'm gonna leave it to M, just for safety. Even though, I really think it's T, but whatev...better safe than sorry! Anyway, please, please, please review! It'll be super appreciated, feedback is awesome. Thanks a bunch! :)

And now for something completely different...

Pansy Parkinson plopped down onto one of the leather couches that occupied the Slytherin common room, scoffing as she did so. Her eyes darted upwards and she narrowed them as Draco Malfoy stepped in front of her seated form. He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes, buttoning up the top buttons of his shirt before redirecting his attention to his pouting girlfriend.

"Don't throw a fit, Pansy. I'm just not in the mood…" he said in annoyance as he took a seat on the coffee table.

Pansy scoffed once again, then shot up from the couch and began pacing the room impatiently.

"We've spent an entire summer apart, Draco! You should've been begging me on the train," she exclaimed.

"Calm down," Draco snapped, "Can't a bloke just not be in the mood? Why does it have to be the crisis of the bloody universe?"

"Because we've started out term the exact same way since our fourth year, even before we started dating," Pansy pointed out, "Why should this year be any different?"

"Stop and consider the fact that I'm bored with our usual routine. It's so…been there…done that…" Draco trailed off, emphasizing his point by yawning and offering her a cold smirk.

"Screw you!" Pansy yelled as she headed towards the hallway that led to the girls' dormitories.

"You've already tried that this evening, darling. Give it a rest," he returned haughtily.

Pansy groaned in frustration and continued into the hallway, refusing to look back at him.

"We're through, jackass!"

Draco's smirk only grew as he draped his tie over his shoulder and stood up from his seat on the coffee table.

"Let's see how long that'll last this time."

He couldn't deny that he was deeply amused by his "on-again-off-again" relationship with Pansy. No matter how many times they broke up, she would always come crawling back to him. Draco's humorous musings were disrupted by the chatter of his fellow Slytherins as they entered the common room. The start-of-term feast had just ended, but of course he had missed it, just as he had for the last few years. It wasn't a huge loss to him. Besides, if he really had a desire to know what he had missed, he had plenty of people who could fill him in on the details. In fact, he was greeted by the face of Blaise Zabini almost immediately. The smile on his best friend's face interested him; it could only mean that some sort of delicious drama had occurred at the feast.

"I know that look, Zabini," Draco said, "What horrible event occurred to entertain us for this evening?"

"Huge public break up between Theodore Knott and Daphne Greengrass. It was a true classic," Blaise told him, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

"It's a shame I missed it," Draco replied, "You know how much I love public displays of misery."

"You'll just have to catch the next one, mate. Besides, I'm sure things were much more exciting down here with you and Pansy," Blaise said, raising his eyebrows.

"Hardly, the girl's a massive bore. She ended things, anyhow."

"Hmm, wonder how long that'll last this time…"Blaise thought aloud, his tone dripping with dark amusement.

"My thoughts exactly," Draco agreed.

"Perhaps you should take bets on when the reunion will be," said a smooth voice that came from behind Blaise.

A dark-haired beauty appeared before them, her lips twisted into a smile and her eyes fixed on the blonde boy. Esther Sinclair, best friend to Pansy Parkinson, alleged "tease" of the Slytherin house and an obsession of Draco Malfoy's.

"Oh, that would be too easy, now wouldn't it Sinclair?" Draco shot back, "We all know it never lasts longer than twenty-four hours."

Esther raised her eyebrows in agreement.

"I would never take bets against Pansy, anyway. She's a saint for staying with you," she commented.

"Or maybe I'm a saint for letting her stay with me," Draco corrected, "You know that I could do better than her, and I would be surprised if she didn't know it too."

"I reckon that's why she's always so quick to forgive," Blaise added on.

"Regardless, be nice to her, Malfoy," Esther said with a cool smile.

"I'll be nice to her…"Draco began before taking a step closer to Esther, licking his lips and looking her up and down slowly, "If you're nice to me…"

Blaise smirked and backed away from the pair.

"If it's all the same to you two, I'll be in my dormitory. I'm not one for watching my best mate get shot down again," he laughed.

Draco narrowed his eyes and turned his head towards the other boy.

"Good night, Blaise," he said through gritted teeth. Blaise merely chuckled again before heading towards the boys' dormitories. Once he was out of sight, Draco turned his head back towards Esther and smirked as he took another step closer to her.

"Now, where were we…?"

"I was about to surrender to you…after all these years," Esther said, feigning weakness, "I don't know how I've made it this long without you, Draco. I can't deny this…chemistry between us…"

"Don't toy with me, Sinclair. You could get into a lot of trouble for that. You've already been labeled a tease by the entire Slytherin house," Draco reminded her arrogantly.

"Let the people think what they want, it keeps things interesting."

"I know a way we could make things more interesting," Draco said, stepping even closer and sliding his index finger beneath her chin. He allowed his breath to caress her face and his smirk grew even more devilish.

"Don't waste your time, Draco." Esther backed away from him, a grin still gracing her face. She cocked an eyebrow. At this, Draco actually became frustrated.

"You really are a bloody tease, Sinclair."

"Am I?" she countered, "Because I don't recall giving you any indication that I wanted to 'make things more interesting' with you."

"ButI want it," Draco said conceitedly, "And I usually get what I want."

Esther smiled and stepped forward so that almost no space existed between them. Her eyes flashed up to his face and she let her lips graze his neck. She heard his breath hitch, which made her smile grow before she moved on to bite his earlobe softly. He groaned slightly and she stopped the action, her grin ever present.

"Not this time," she whispered in his ear before backing away from him, waving tauntingly and heading towards the girls' dormitories.

Draco gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

"Bitch," he said under his breath as he stared after Esther's retreating figure.

The first day of term was just as boring as Draco had expected it to be. Though, it was still early in the evening, so there was a small chance that some sort of drama would unfold to offer him a little bit of entertainment. Much to his surprise, Pansy hadn't come crawling back to him yet. Of course, that concerned him little. His interest in renewing their relationship was minimal at best. No, he was quite certain that he would take this time to play the field, which is what he chose to do in between break ups with Pansy anyway. His conquest for that evening: the vulnerable and recently available Daphne Greengrass. He had made charming small talk with her all throughout dinner, so by the time he would decide to approach her in the common room, she would be his for the taking.

After spending some time discussing his plans for the evening with Blaise in their dormitory, Draco headed into the common room to confront Daphne. He spotted her immediately; she was sitting on one of the couches casually chatting with another girl. A devilish smile covered Draco's face as his eyes burned holes through her robes.

"Prepping for another night of seduction, are we, Malfoy?" asked the sexy and unforgettable voice of Esther Sinclair. Draco turned around slowly to face her, the twisted smile never leaving his pale, pointed face.

"Nah, we all know I'm saving myself for you, Sinclair," he shot back wryly.

"I'm flattered," Esther said, the sarcasm in her tone unmistakable, "Too bad you're Pansy's ex and I'm not interested."

"Well, you're half right," Draco returned as he raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Don't make me reject you again so soon, Draco; it's not quite as fun as it used to be. I'm starting to actually feel a little sorry for you."

"Maybe I'm just wearing you down."

"Don't think so," Esther said, offering him a big smile, "Good luck with Daphne."

She began to walk away, leaving Draco completely entranced behind her. He had almost forgotten completely about what he had planned to do with Daphne.

After Esther had separated from Malfoy, she was feeling rather satisfied. Toying with him was so easy, and oh so fun. She down the hall and made an immediate left turn to enter her dormitory. Upon her arrival, she saw Pansy sprawled out on her four poster. She had her arms crossed over her chest and was glaring at the ceiling as if it had done her some great personal wrong.

"Not having a good day, Pans?" Esther asked as she slowly sat down on her own bed.

"Not exactly," Pansy responded.

"Care to talk about it?"

"No."

"Alright, whatever you say," Esther said. She slipped out of her robes, removed her tie and retrieved her pajamas from her trunk in an effort to prepare for bed. However, she anticipated that Pansy would start into a rant any minute now.

"Three…two…one…"

"He's just such a jackass!" Pansy shouted, snapping up from her horizontal position and clawing into the linens of her bed forcefully.

"I'm assuming we're talking about Draco?" Esther inquired smoothly.

"Yes! Ugh, he's just so smug…flirting with Daphne Greengrass right in front of me! He's got some nerve…"

"The bloke's a bad seed," Esther teased, finding it difficult to mask her amusement. She felt sorry for Pansy the first time they had broken up…and the second…and the time after that, but after awhile she couldn't feel any remorse. Pansy continually put herself in a bad situation, and she wouldn't listen to reason. So, Esther stopped trying to offer advice and instead decided to serve as a confidant. She couldn't help it if listening to Pansy rant gave her a little private amusement.

"I'm serious, Esther!" Pansy whined, "He and I are over, I mean it."

"Good," Esther replied, "It's about time."

"I'm gonna find a new guy, just to show him that I've moved on."

"Nice, I'd suggest Theodore Knott. He'll be looking for a rebound since he and Daphne had a parting of the ways. He can be your…transition guy. Then, you can move onto someone better afterwards," Esther explained confidently before smiling.

"Yes, that's perfect!" Pansy squealed, "But I want Draco to suffer; seeing me with Theodore won't be enough. He has a ton of sluts to keep him preoccupied."

"Leave Draco's suffering to me," Esther said, "I've still got plenty of tricks up my sleeve."

The girls exchanged a smile.

"I've just heard some very interesting news," Esther said with a sexy, yet darkly amused grin. She slid down onto the couch beside Blaise and crossed her legs slowly, which automatically caught the attention of Draco, who was sitting in an arm chair across from her. He smirked and let his eyes trail over her gradually, hoping that she would notice his actions. She cocked an eyebrow at him before turning to Blaise.

"Well, spill it then," he urged.

"My sources tell me that Harry Potter has just broken it off with his gorgeous, yet slightly loose girlfriend, Ginny Weasley. And let's just say that the split wasn't exactly amicable," Esther told them as her full lips contorted into an even more twisted smile.

"So, who cares about Gryffindor drama?" Draco sneered.

"Gossip is gossip, Draco," Esther said, "And…learning about their separation gave me an idea, but since you've made it clear that you're not interested…"

Esther uncrossed her legs and rose from the couch before heading towards the girls' dormitories. Draco and Blaise exchanged a look, suddenly more intrigued by the information Esther had shared with them.

"I've had a change of heart, Sinclair," Draco called after her, "Now, tell me about this idea of yours."

Esther spun around and offered him a smirk.

"Hmm, perhaps in a little while. I'm off to take a nice, hot, long bath, and afterwards I'll be drying off naked in my room…" she trailed off and bit her lip, "Maybe you can stop by then and we can have a chat."

"Will do," Draco said smugly, not evening trying to mask the fact that he was aroused.

"See you later, boys," Esther replied with a wink before disappearing down the hall.

"Man, she's good," Blaise commented. He exhaled heavily and smirked.

"Oh, I intend to find that out first hand," Draco said pompously. His lips twisted into another smile.

When Draco entered Esther's dorm, he found that he was still somewhat surprised to see her sprawled out across her four poster, clad only in a towel that reached from the top of her chest to her mid thigh. He breathed out slowly and smirked.

"Malfoy…I was wondering when you'd show up," Esther stated with a smile. She sat up and stretched before treading over to the chair beside her bed to retrieve her clothes.

"Well, you've caught my interest, Sinclair…in more ways than one." She smirked.

"Why don't you take a seat, and I'll get dressed," Esther suggested.

"Go right ahead," he said, plopping down into the chair and leaning back without taking his eyes off of her.

"Have you ever heard of a thing called modesty, Draco?"

He sighed mockingly before shielding his eyes with his hands. After a moment, he felt something land on top of his head and face. The dampness of the object alerted him to the fact that Esther had tossed her towel on top of him. He smirked beneath it.

"Sinclair…you amaze me," he told her slyly.

"You and many others," she returned.

After a minute or two, Draco felt that the towel was lifted from his head and he was faced with the sight of a fully dressed Esther.

"May we talk business now?" he questioned.

"We may," Esther said as she exhaled and plopped down onto her bed, "Now, you recall what I told you about Potter and the Weasley girl?"

"Yes, and would you mind explaining why this would be of any interest to me?"

"Patience, Malfoy…have I ever led you astray before?"

"Just get to it, Sinclair."

"Well, this tragic break up has left both Potter and the Weasley slut feeling very sad and vulnerable…and I'm suggesting that you take advantage of that vulnerability."

"You want me to go after Ginny Weasley?" Draco asked, completely deadpan.

"You make it sound so boring," Esther laughed, "I care to make it interesting."

"Do I smell a bet?" Draco asked.

"It's been ages since we've had a good one."

"Could you be more specific about the terms of this bet?"

"I was thinking…while I came up with the idea for you to seduce Weasley, I started to have serious doubts about whether or not you would be able to do it," Esther explained.

"Are we dealing with a virgin, here?" Draco questioned as his smirk grew.

"Sadly, no. However, while she and Potter did have a very committed relationship, they didn't exactly get around to doing anything…"

"I think I'm starting to understand you a little better."

"Exactly, not only do you get another notch on the belt, but once word of it gets out, Potter will be devastated," Esther said, "which I'm sure is just a plus for you."

"Obviously," Draco agreed, "but, you don't think I can do it?"

"No…I truly don't," Esther replied coolly, "Her loyalties to the campus's golden boy are too strong, despite her hurt feelings."

"Don't be so sure of that," Draco said conceitedly, "I'm more than capable of getting the job done, but I'd like to up the stakes."

"Care to explain?" Esther cocked her eyebrow.

"I want you to get in on this."

"Meaning…?"

"Go after Potter," Draco stated simply, "his heart, I mean. I want to see if Slytherin's biggest tease could win the heart of Saint Potter."

"Please, that'll be almost too easy," Esther scoffed.

"Really?" Draco mocked, "I have my doubts about whether or not you could get the job done."

"I can…and I will," Esther said coldly.

"I'll have plowed Weasley long before you've even made the slightest bit of progress with Potter," Draco told her.

"Then it's decided, whoever succeeds first will be our winner," Esther announced with a dark smile.

"Fine with me," he chuckled, "So…what do I get when I win?"

"Well, when I win, I want that fancy broom of yours that you're always bragging about," Esther declared.

"You're family's just as wealthy as mine, go and buy your own," Draco snapped, obviously not willing to part from one of his most prized possessions.

"You're missing the point, Draco," she said amusedly, "Buying something is not nearly as fun as winning it…and depriving someone else of it until the end of term."

"Fine," he gave in, "And…if I win…?" He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"That's an easy one," Esther replied, "If you win…you get me."

Draco's smirk grew as he licked his lips. That was just the answer he was hoping for, though he was shocked that Esther would be so willing to bet herself. There had to be a catch.

"I am intrigued," Draco admitted, "but I'm also not an idiot. When you say 'you,' in what capacity?"

"Well…" Esther trailed off as she elevated one eyebrow. She paced over to the chair and lowered herself in front of him. She slowly slid her hands up his thighs and thrust herself between his knees before grabbing either of his hands and placing them just below the back of her skirt. "I'm offering everything you see here…plus everything you don't…"

Draco chuckled and raised his eyebrows once again. He moved his hands up to her arse and gave it a quick squeeze before removing himself from her altogether.

"Sinclair, you've got yourself a deal."