Oh Christ Hermione panicked. It wasn't that she was afraid of being around boys; it's just that this particular one had a rather widely known reputation. According to the girls sitting behind Hermione at breakfast this morning, Malfoy would shag anything with a heartbeat.

"Um, well... I suppose I'll just go stay over there." said Hermione, referring to the other set of armchairs at the other end of the library. She started to walk past Draco as he grabbed her by the arm to stop her.

"Um I don't think so. You think I'm going to sit here and stare at the wall all night? You may be a Mudblood but there's no way I'm going to just sit and read." His face filled with disgust as he said the words. "Why don't we just play a little game instead?"

"Uhh.. what did you have in min-" Hermione train of thought was cut off once she saw Draco lifting the fifth of Monarch vodka out of his school bag. Her eyes bulged as she choked on her own words.

"MALFOY! No, there is absolutely no game I would play with you that involves alcohol or any other illegal substance! It is completely against school rules!" Hermione ranted, hardly pausing between each word.

She started to get a little nervous at the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Scared Granger?" Draco asked, smirking.

"Of course I'm not scared, I just have higher morals for myself than to sit in a library, and drink with Draco fucking Malfoy." She rolled her eyes

"You are a terrible liar by the way. I can't believe Hermione Granger, Harry Potter's best friend would back out of anything."

Hermione's cheeks got hot. She clenched her fists.

"Fine you prick. We'll play your little game, which would be what exactly?" She eyed Draco suspiciously

"Truth or dare. The drinking is only involved with truths. If I were to ask you a question that's maybe a little too personal," Draco winked at her, she rolled her eyes again "Then you take a shot." He placed a clear shot glass next to the bottle on the table.

Hermione looked nervous, but there was no way in hell she'd back down in front of Malfoy. Meanwhile, the weather outside was pitch black. There was news of a record breaking thunderstorm that was supposed to occur that night around twelve. All students would be required to stay in their dormitories the following day.

"I don't know Malfoy…" She was starting to lose her fierce resolve.

"Pussy." Draco stated. He knew this would elicit a reaction from her.

Hermione's eyes could have turned red, that was it, she would play his little game.

"I'll play." She spat ferociously

"And I'll start," Draco announced "Truth or dare Granger."

She wanted to bitch slap the smirk right off his face.

"Truth." She replied quickly, she had no idea what kind of trick Malfoy would try and pull if she were to pick dare.

"Okay," He looked dangerous, she didn't like it. "The other night, I passed you in the prefects bathroom...touching yourself. Did you mean it when you screamed out how much you wanted me?"

Her eyes shot open along with her mouth. How the fuck did he see that?!