The Bet

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. That honor belongs to J. K. Rowling.

A/N: My name is Rose (dramione4eva006). The story is about Draco and Blaise making a bet that could change the course of their lives. PLEASE REVIEW! Go easy on me this is my first story. Constructive criticism is always good. Hope you like it.

"Great! I'm head boy and mudblood Granger is head girl. Crazy old Dumbledore is making us

share common rooms. Something about 'house unity'. UGH! Of all the girls in this school I'm

stuck with the one girl that's off limits. Or is she? I am after all, Draco Malfoy, King of Slytherin. Hermione Granger is no match for me. Right?"

"Draco my man, I bet you 50 gallons that you can't get her to fall in love with you by the end of the year!"

"Two can play at that game. I bet you 60 gallons I can get her to fall in love with me in 3 months." The fact that I turned that bloody idiot I call father in to the aurors at the end of the war should help me out. Hopefully she'll feel bad for me.

"You're on Drake. You have exactly 3 months from December 6th to March 6th. Starting now. What are you waiting for go woo her!"

"Granger! Get up. We have to go see McGonagall."

"Alright Malfoy! I'm coming; you best stay in front of me and don't touch me, I don't want to get your Slytherin germs all over me."

"Why would I touch you, I wouldn't want any of you mudblood filth on me." At that she ran to the nearest corner huddled up and started crying. This is a perfect opportunity to make her trust me.

"Granger! Granger, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." You and I know I couldn't care less but I wanted to win the bet.

"Why should I (sob) believe that? (Sob) After all you've only (sob) ruined my life (sob) for seven years!"

I knew Hermione, I didn't just call her Hermione I meant to say Granger, yeah that's what I meant anyway I knew she wasn't buying it .I have to put on my best brave/sad face and make it sound convincing." I know and I'm really sorry. I was under the influence that if you were a muggle or muggle-born you weren't as good as a pure blood. But all that's changed now that I made sure my father's in Azkaban. He got the Kiss two weeks ago. I was the one who turned him in. Now I can think for myself and Dumbledore is helping me to stay away from Voldemort. Anyway I want to ask if we could be on speaking terms or something. After all we have to deal with each other for a year, we might as well make it bearable."

"Okay. ( Sniffle) that's not a bad idea. I'm sorry you had to be the one to turn your father in. it must be hard for you and your mother."

" It was at first but I helped my mother get back on track. She told me she was kind of happy he was in Azkaban 'cause he cheated on her numerous times."

"We'd better get to McGonagall's office. We're running a little late."

" Let's go."