Ok ppl. I know that you're most likely pissed at me as I've fore gone my duties as a writer. All I can say is I'm going through a ton of personal shit, biggest of all my entire family plus some have found out I'm bi, Happy Holidays Everyone!
Ch.2 Prisoner or Lover.
Hermione woke up on a plush bed with a fireplace crackling before it. Looking around she noticed a large library of books, ranging from historical, mythical, sci-fi, ect.
She would have thought she'd died and gone to heaven if it weren't for the leather ropes restraining her to the bed.
The door creaked open and Draco swaggered in. "So are you comfortable?"
"Considering I'm tied to a bed, in the presence of my long time tormenter, and don't know where I am. Yeah, I guess I am," she replied sarcastically.
"Well at least you still have your humor."
"Want to tell me why I'm here"
He was silent for a minute and she wasn't sure he was going to answer her when he said, "I would like to make a proposition to make."
Hermione arched an eyebrow and tugged lightly on her restraints. "Well it seems I have no choice, but to listen to you so go on."
Puzzled he said, "Why are you taking this so well? Get angry. Struggle, do something."
"Lessons of war. Never show emotions until you know what you're dealing with. So care to enlighten me." She leaned back comfortably against the pillows as if getting ready for a bedtime story.
"I think we should have a truce".
"I've got to tell you. You're off to a wonderful start. When does the torture and brain wash come in", she replied dryly.
"Ha, ha, ha. Very funny any chance you were a comedian in a past life?"
Hermione simply stared at him her face a blank page. He had no idea of her mood or what she thought of her position.
"I've brought you here, because I knew you wouldn't hear me out own even terms so I found a way to turn the odds in my favor."
"You kidnapped me. I'd say there was more than a little turn you completely flipped it."
" Alright maybe it seems a little drastic, but I think it will work. What would you say to a wager? If I can get you to like me with in two weeks we'll call the rival between us quits."
"And if I don't?"
"If you don't you can go on hating me for as long as we both shall live".
Ignoring his play on wedding vows Hermione thought it over. "I don't understand, why do you want a truce. If you remember correctly it was you that started all this, calling me filthy names and making my life miserable."
"I know and I'm sorry for the pain I've caused, but I would very much like us to become friends."
Author's POV: sorry it's short my over bearing mother is making me sign off.