FORGOT TO DO THIS, THIS IS FOR ALL CHAPTERS,

EVERYTHING EXCEPT FOR THE JOURNAL AND PLOT BELONGS TO J.K Rowling.

CHAPTER 2

Draco ran his fingers through his hair, feeling an unjust proportion of feelings. Irritated, cold, frustarated and most of all irritated at his curly brown haired nemesis. He just couldn't understand; the charms that made normal girls swoon, made them lay across his feet in worship, were being mocked , disrespected alsomot by the feisty Gryffindor. He shuddered trying to remember their past conversation.

"Hey Granger", he smirked( smirked goddamnit.)

"Ferret" she didn't even glance at him. Trying to get her attention at him he came infront of her.

"How about you, me and a broom closet tonight?"

"A broom closet? Oh Draco, you sneaky sex bomb ,you! Of course I'll come with a special surprise to!"

'Oh this was too easy' Draco thought to himself and looked up again to seal the deal when he felt a burning sensation, it was spreading in his cheek area. Tentatively he went up to put his hand to his face and for the first time in the past moments he looked up to see Granger with a sneer on her face.

" In case you didn't understand, that's a NO, Malfoy" She took off with that statement.

Draco touched his cheek, still feeling the sting of the slap as he tried to think of the reasons as to why he was outing himself into this misery. She wasn't even pretty for Merlin's sake! So, why was the resident Sex God doing this? One man, two words; Blaise Zabinin, the bane of his existant and his best friend; a dangerous combination. He groanced at the memory of their last meeting.

"Where've you been Malfoy"

"A lay, a really good lay"

"Scale?"

"An 8 maybe"

"Merlin, Draco, when are you ever going to give a 10"

"The moment that Venus, herself, walks into my bed"

"You mean, when she SLYTHERINS"

"You, Blaise are truly a waste of oxygen"

"Why thank-you Malfoy, that truly brings tears to my eyes."

"You are an idiot"

"A sexy idiot, anyways maybe your Venus is closer than you think"

"Please Blaise, continue I haven't had my normal amount of dung today, maybe you could provide it for me!"

"Snarky bastard, anyways I KNOW this"

"Alright, pitch me some names."

"Astoria Greengrass, Daphne Greengrass, Chang, Weasely, Parkinson, Romonoff, and-" Blaise was cut off.

"Done, done, same time once too, done, done, done too many times, done, and who was that last person?"

"Granger, HerWhat the mione Granger."

"You mean bucktooth, mudblood, knowitall Granger?"

"Yes, all and the same; Hermione Granger"

" There is no way in hell"

"Aww, is the poor wittle Sex God scared that this moght be the end to the title"

"What the hell, no, of course not, if I wanted to I could get Granger into bed, just like that ; we're a room apart for Morgana's sake, a room apart! This might be my easiest conquest yet"

"Alright then, why don't we bet on it."

"Bring it, Zabini"

" You asked for it, I, Blaise Zabini, bet that by the end of the year, you'll have to get Granger into bed and then dump her just like your usual bimbos"
"Don't you need proof?"

"I'll get proof, trust me, just shake on it" The two 7th years shook hands.

"By years end."

"By years end"

Draco walked towards his room agitated that he had to wait for the shower because she had gotten their first, he just couldn't stand it, bloody chit thought she was so special because she was part of the oh so fabulous 'Golden Trio'. Bloody Granger. He lied on his bed when he noticed a scruffy notebook that hadn't been there before Quidditch practice. It was actually bonded very well, and looked to have something on the cover. He pulled the book next to him and read the title : The Player's Guide to Seducing the Bookworm. What the bloody hell is this? He wondered.

He did the logical thing to open it and didn't find anything in it, anything, the starteling white paper was completely white. Determining it useless, he threw it on the floor and went up to get a towel. Rummaging through his drawers, he heard something. Thinking it was the window, he continued on.

Then a voice was heard,

"Oy, what if I threw you on the ground!" Draco froze with some boxers in hand as he slowly turned around. Seeing no one he went about to do his work when the voice came back.

"You idiot, down here"

Draco looked down to see the book he had thrown down moments ago. Cautiously he crept toward it and picked it up. Draco opened it up to see words on the once blank page. They were the same phrases he had heard seconds before.

"What are you waiting for, respond you ninny!" Draco stared dumbly at the book and said

"You're a book" Suddenly, confetti sprung through the air and Draco dumbfounded looked back at the notebook.

"Give the boy a medal, I'm a book! 10 points to slytherin , Merlin Dum-, I mean and you're supposed to be smart. Second in class my arse. But then again, with stupidity like yours, no wonder you need help. The book stopped talking and Draco still shocked and amazed at the actuality of what was going on blurted out,

"You're a book that can talk, that's talking to me, a human, and a human is talking to a book that talks"

"Three cheers for the restating, now I know this is how you finish your essays, so no going with the romantic poem approach, maybe you can say it instead hmmm." Draco just stared at the book in awe and then shook the oddity out of him and said,

"What are you doing here, in my room"

"Well, mate , I imagine that you're in a bet, with an idiot, most probably your best mate, over a girl and some rather sexual matters to do with her, you also have a year to do so and you're the biggest prick known to mankind." The book listed and listed finally coming to a stop point. It didn't look like Draco was in awe anymore as he responded,

"Now I know I've gone insane, sharing a room with Granger, damn what was I thinking, a book is talking to me, a book is talking to me-"

"Merlin, you're a very repetitive chap aren't you"

"Then the book that talks called Granger pretty, and I am not a prick"

"Wow denial sure seems to head the insanity requirements, anyways best you believe it now so I can help your pitiful arse so you can win this bet"

"I don't think you understand, book that talks, YOU ARE A BOOK!"

"That talks, see I'm already completing your sentences, we're going to be the best of friends!"

"Shutup! You stupid pile of papers, I am a human, you are a book, I do things, you get doed"

"But, you need my help as I am a book that talks."

"WOULD YOU BLOODY SHUT U-"

A new voice entered

"Malfoy, what in Merlin's name is going on here!"

Player 2, finally, makes an appearance.

A.N Thank you for reading this chapter of APGTSB. It's awesome that you took the time to read my story and I hope you review. Writing is fun, but when I get told about my writing its better. Those of who already read this chapter, PSYCH, nothing was changed except for this.