Week: Two
Prompt: Lies, Lies, Lies
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Two Truths and a Lie
"I sleep naked every night." His face was a mask of indifference. "I jog six miles a day." She rolled her eyes. "And I wear women's knickers."
Hermione burst into laughter before Draco could finish his last sentence. "Oh Merlin, this was supposed to be hard, Malfoy," she said finally, though tears streamed down her eyes. "Of course you don't wear women's knickers."
Draco looked annoyed. "What makes you think that?"
"I-I-I'm sorry?" She abruptly stuttered to a stop. Merlin, he was bloody serious.
"That is not the correct lie, Granger."
"It has to be," she argued. Hermione refused to believe Draco Malfoy wore women's knickers. It just could not be.
"I believe you sleep naked every night."
He smirked and she blushed.
Hermione rushed forward, "And your physique clearly states that you're an avid jogger."
He grinned and she felt her heart race.
Firmly: "But I refuse to believe you wear women's knickers. It's impossible."
Draco leaned back in his chair, extremely smug with himself. "Ah, Granger, what little you know." He glanced at his perfectly manicured nails and said, "I don't jog six miles a day."
"W-w-what?"
He looked at her stunned face. "Thank you for the ego-boost about my physique (she blushed again), but I don't jog. It's wretched."
She was quiet for a moment. "Women's knickers?" It couldn't be.
"Ever since that Muggle movie John Tucker Must Die was released, I've worn them. That man was right; my best friend is sleeping in a silk hammock."
