"Madly In Love (Probably)"
Disclaimer: I don't look a thing like JKR. I can never be mistaken for her.
A/N: Day 3! (And unbeta'd, so be nice...) The prompts are from "Gone With The Wind": "You're coarse, and you're conceited. And I think this conversation has gone far enough." and "If I said I was madly in love with you, you'd know I was lying."
"Come on, Granger, just one drink."
"No."
"If I say 'please'?"
"No."
"Are you capable of saying anything other than no?" His eyebrow was raised in a silent challenge.
She smirked. "No."
"Am I that repulsive?"
"Y- No." She caught her words just in time.
It was his turn to smirk. "Is Potter's ugly scar attractive?"
"No." Her glare had turned frosty while his smirk had grown.
He arched an eyebrow elegantly. It was time to make her accept his invitation. "You don't really want to say 'no' to me asking you out, do you?"
"Yes, I do. You're coarse, and you're conceited. And I think this conversation has gone far enough. Out of my office, Malfoy."
"One drink wouldn't kill you, Granger!"
"Find someone else, Malfoy. Surely there are other women out there who are much more interested in you than me. Pansy has been dropping you less than subtle hints these few days. Take her out for a drink!"
"What would you say if I told you that I am interested in you?"
"I'd tell you that you're mad. Now kindly get out of my office, please and thanks."
"I will get out after you agree to come out with me for a drink."
"Why the hell do you want me to go out with you anyway?"
"If I say I'm madly in love with you, you'd know I'm lying," he paused for a moment, taking the time to wet his lips, "But I might grow to be madly in love with you."
She gaped. "You are mad, Malfoy."
"Madly in love, probably."
She didn't reply.
"One drink," he said, "I just need one drink to convince you that we would be great together."
She appeared to be pondering over it. Then she nodded. "One drink, Malfoy. Now get out of my office."
"Anything for you, my probable love."
