Disclaimer: as much as I really wish that I own Draco, I do not own him or
anything in this chapter.
A/N: I know this is all kinda silly, I'm going to try to get a bit more serious soon. I said I'd try. No promises.
Draco and Hermione were the last to arrive and they were seated at a table for eight, the tables for six had all been taken up. Hermione decided to not let being with Malfoy get her down. She also decided to take Trish's advice and be civil to him.
"So, Granger, you up for a dancing contest?" Malfoy asked as they were all seated.
"You bet. We're going to show them all what we're made of." Hermione nodded.
"Oh really? You think you can out dance us? I'd like to see you try." Harry smirked.
"Just you watch Mister Potter. You'll see that we can not only out dance you, but we'll win this contest." Hermione stated matter of factly.
"You're on. When we get back, losers have to get butt naked and sing any song of the winners choice." Harry stuck out his hand to shake.
"Even better, winners get to take pictures of it too." Hermione grinned evilly.
"Deal." They shook on it.
After ordering, everyone but Draco and Hermione went to the bathroom for a few minutes. As soon as they were alone, Draco arched an eyebrow and stared at Hermione questioningly.
"What?" She asked.
"Why did you make a bet with Potter? We're going to lose." He whispered.
"Oh no we're not. I love dancing. I can dance all night if I want to. Harry likes dancing, but he'll get tired after about forty minutes. Ginny can last about ten minutes more then Harry. I'm guessing about an hour before they drop out." Hermione smirked.
"You are crazy Granger. Did you know that?" He stared at her in disbelief and amusement.
"Yes, I've had my suspicions." She nodded.
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After they ate the first song came on. They noticed a lot of people were there dancing. The first was a very fast and upbeat muggle song. Draco, unsurprisingly was a very good dancer. Hermione was pleased to finally have a dance partner worthy of her.
After twenty minutes they were all given a five-minute break. Draco and Hermione sat down and had a drink. As they looked at their competitors they recognized a few people. They saw Neville and his girlfriend. There was Dumbledore and some old lady. Pansy and some old, and obviously rich guy. Then there was McGonagall and Snape!
"Shit! It's Parkinson!" Draco leaned back and tried to hide.
"She is so pathetic! She's probably waiting for him to drop dead. I wouldn't be surprised if in the Daily Prophet tomorrow the front page story read 'Young Woman Inherits Deceased Husband's Million Dollar Fortune.'" Hermione laughed.
"I just know I'm going to regret this later, but please, act as if we are dating. If she sees me here and still thinks I'm single, husband or no, she'll be all over me. I've been lucky enough to have avoided her for over a year now. I knew it was all too good to be true." He sighed.
"So you want me to pretend like I'm seeing you? Am I hearing right?" Hermione turned to face him and he looked extremely embarrassed.
"You know what, forget it!" He turned his head away angrily.
"No, no, I'll do it. I'm just trying to savor this moment. The moment that a Malfoy asked for a favor from a lesser being. Oh this is good." She smirked.
The five-minute break was over and then all the still participating couples were up again as a slow song came on. Draco and Hermione got up. His hands rested on her waist, while her hands made their way around his neck.
"Draco, if we are pretending to be together, then you're going to have to make it a little more believable." Hermione stated with a grin.
"Fine." He scooted closer to her, and he forced a smile upon his face.
At that moment Pansy spotted the pair and as she danced with her old man she became rapidly closer to them. Eventually they were right next to them. Pansy pretended to bump into Draco and turned to face him.
"Drakey? Is that you?" She gasped.
"Do I know you?" Draco asked.
"Don't you remember me? Pansy Parkinson? We dated a few years ago." Pansy smiled.
"Were you at Hogwarts, because I never dated anyone from my own school." He smirked.
"Don't you remember? It was during our sixth and seventh year." She stated.
"No, during our sixth and seventh year I dated a girl named Leslie from an American school." He turned around and focused his attention on Hermione and looked at her with a smile.
"Honey, who is she?" Hermione asked is a sweet voice.
"I don't know. She says I knew her at Hogwarts, but I don't remember her." Draco shrugged.
"Oh, so anyway, we still need to come up with a place for the wedding." Hermione smiled.
"I was thinking about a beach. What do you think?" He asked.
"What a wonderful idea! How romantic!" Hermione gushed.
"Don't get mad." He whispered suddenly in her ear.
"Why not?" She started to ask but she felt his lips on hers.
After a second the surprise passed and she began to kiss him back. She almost enjoyed it until she realized who she was kissing and why. Then all her happy thoughts fled away.
When they pulled apart Pansy was staring at them. When her eyes landed on Draco she had a look of longing. Then when she looked at Hermione she had a look of hatred and disgust. Then with a fake smile plastered on her face the relocated herself.
"She bought it!" He smiled.
"That she did. I think the kiss was what did it." Hermione nodded as she looked over at a very sad Pansy.
"Sorry about that too. I had to do it. Otherwise she wouldn't have left." He apologized.
"We're even now I guess." Hermione sighed.
They continued to dance. It was no problem for them, but when they looked back at Harry and Ginny, it was easy to see that they were getting tired and bored. Hermione and Draco grinned at this. They were definitely going to win the bet.
The hours wore on, and Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Trish had all given up. They sat down and had a few more drinks while Hermione and Draco danced. Over those hours they noticed a drastic decrease in contestants. There were only four other couples left, and an hour before the entire contest was over.
"I'm starting to get tired do you think we should quit now? We already won the bet." Draco moaned.
"Nope. We are going to win the contest. Dumbledore and that lady with him won't last much longer. She's already worn out. She's forcing herself to continue. Pansy is only dancing because you and I are still here. Her old man there is about ready to doze off. She's too weak to hold him up and dance at the same time. As soon as the last couple drops out we can get our prize and leave." Hermione answered as she looked at her competitors.
"Fine. I never knew you were the dancing type. You seemed like the kind to sit at home and read. I'm surprised." He stated.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me. If this is how you react to my love of dancing, I'm not so sure I wanna tell you the other things." She laughed.
"I'm not so sure I actually want to know." He added.
After ten minutes Pansy was disqualified. Dumbledore dropped out at fifteen. A young couple and an old couple then dropped out around half an hour. Draco and Hermione had won! They had received trophies, their picture on the wall of fame, and free butterbeer for the next year.
"That was a lot of fun. Thanks for signing us up Ron." Hermione walked beside him.
"I am never doing that again. I knew you liked dancing, but I never thought you would actually go that far and actually win. I'm tired now." Ron complained.
"But there is a good side to this. Harry and Ginny have to strip and sing the song of our choice!" Hermione giggled loud enough so that everyone could hear.
"Shut up." Harry threw a handful of grass at her.
"Hey! You know what, you just made it worse for yourself. I'm going to add these pictures to my articles now!" Hermione stuck out her tongue.
"You wouldn't dare." Harry glared at her.
"Oh wouldn't I?" Hermione smirked and started to run.
Once they all got back to the field Trish ran back to their room to get her camera. While she was gone Draco, Ron and Hermione decide on a song for them. It wasn't as funny as everyone had imagined. In fact, Harry only got his shirt off. No one wanted to see him naked. Same with Ginny, and she didn't even get her shirt off.
A/N: That was a fun little chapter. Review please! And no flames.
A/N: I know this is all kinda silly, I'm going to try to get a bit more serious soon. I said I'd try. No promises.
Draco and Hermione were the last to arrive and they were seated at a table for eight, the tables for six had all been taken up. Hermione decided to not let being with Malfoy get her down. She also decided to take Trish's advice and be civil to him.
"So, Granger, you up for a dancing contest?" Malfoy asked as they were all seated.
"You bet. We're going to show them all what we're made of." Hermione nodded.
"Oh really? You think you can out dance us? I'd like to see you try." Harry smirked.
"Just you watch Mister Potter. You'll see that we can not only out dance you, but we'll win this contest." Hermione stated matter of factly.
"You're on. When we get back, losers have to get butt naked and sing any song of the winners choice." Harry stuck out his hand to shake.
"Even better, winners get to take pictures of it too." Hermione grinned evilly.
"Deal." They shook on it.
After ordering, everyone but Draco and Hermione went to the bathroom for a few minutes. As soon as they were alone, Draco arched an eyebrow and stared at Hermione questioningly.
"What?" She asked.
"Why did you make a bet with Potter? We're going to lose." He whispered.
"Oh no we're not. I love dancing. I can dance all night if I want to. Harry likes dancing, but he'll get tired after about forty minutes. Ginny can last about ten minutes more then Harry. I'm guessing about an hour before they drop out." Hermione smirked.
"You are crazy Granger. Did you know that?" He stared at her in disbelief and amusement.
"Yes, I've had my suspicions." She nodded.
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After they ate the first song came on. They noticed a lot of people were there dancing. The first was a very fast and upbeat muggle song. Draco, unsurprisingly was a very good dancer. Hermione was pleased to finally have a dance partner worthy of her.
After twenty minutes they were all given a five-minute break. Draco and Hermione sat down and had a drink. As they looked at their competitors they recognized a few people. They saw Neville and his girlfriend. There was Dumbledore and some old lady. Pansy and some old, and obviously rich guy. Then there was McGonagall and Snape!
"Shit! It's Parkinson!" Draco leaned back and tried to hide.
"She is so pathetic! She's probably waiting for him to drop dead. I wouldn't be surprised if in the Daily Prophet tomorrow the front page story read 'Young Woman Inherits Deceased Husband's Million Dollar Fortune.'" Hermione laughed.
"I just know I'm going to regret this later, but please, act as if we are dating. If she sees me here and still thinks I'm single, husband or no, she'll be all over me. I've been lucky enough to have avoided her for over a year now. I knew it was all too good to be true." He sighed.
"So you want me to pretend like I'm seeing you? Am I hearing right?" Hermione turned to face him and he looked extremely embarrassed.
"You know what, forget it!" He turned his head away angrily.
"No, no, I'll do it. I'm just trying to savor this moment. The moment that a Malfoy asked for a favor from a lesser being. Oh this is good." She smirked.
The five-minute break was over and then all the still participating couples were up again as a slow song came on. Draco and Hermione got up. His hands rested on her waist, while her hands made their way around his neck.
"Draco, if we are pretending to be together, then you're going to have to make it a little more believable." Hermione stated with a grin.
"Fine." He scooted closer to her, and he forced a smile upon his face.
At that moment Pansy spotted the pair and as she danced with her old man she became rapidly closer to them. Eventually they were right next to them. Pansy pretended to bump into Draco and turned to face him.
"Drakey? Is that you?" She gasped.
"Do I know you?" Draco asked.
"Don't you remember me? Pansy Parkinson? We dated a few years ago." Pansy smiled.
"Were you at Hogwarts, because I never dated anyone from my own school." He smirked.
"Don't you remember? It was during our sixth and seventh year." She stated.
"No, during our sixth and seventh year I dated a girl named Leslie from an American school." He turned around and focused his attention on Hermione and looked at her with a smile.
"Honey, who is she?" Hermione asked is a sweet voice.
"I don't know. She says I knew her at Hogwarts, but I don't remember her." Draco shrugged.
"Oh, so anyway, we still need to come up with a place for the wedding." Hermione smiled.
"I was thinking about a beach. What do you think?" He asked.
"What a wonderful idea! How romantic!" Hermione gushed.
"Don't get mad." He whispered suddenly in her ear.
"Why not?" She started to ask but she felt his lips on hers.
After a second the surprise passed and she began to kiss him back. She almost enjoyed it until she realized who she was kissing and why. Then all her happy thoughts fled away.
When they pulled apart Pansy was staring at them. When her eyes landed on Draco she had a look of longing. Then when she looked at Hermione she had a look of hatred and disgust. Then with a fake smile plastered on her face the relocated herself.
"She bought it!" He smiled.
"That she did. I think the kiss was what did it." Hermione nodded as she looked over at a very sad Pansy.
"Sorry about that too. I had to do it. Otherwise she wouldn't have left." He apologized.
"We're even now I guess." Hermione sighed.
They continued to dance. It was no problem for them, but when they looked back at Harry and Ginny, it was easy to see that they were getting tired and bored. Hermione and Draco grinned at this. They were definitely going to win the bet.
The hours wore on, and Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Trish had all given up. They sat down and had a few more drinks while Hermione and Draco danced. Over those hours they noticed a drastic decrease in contestants. There were only four other couples left, and an hour before the entire contest was over.
"I'm starting to get tired do you think we should quit now? We already won the bet." Draco moaned.
"Nope. We are going to win the contest. Dumbledore and that lady with him won't last much longer. She's already worn out. She's forcing herself to continue. Pansy is only dancing because you and I are still here. Her old man there is about ready to doze off. She's too weak to hold him up and dance at the same time. As soon as the last couple drops out we can get our prize and leave." Hermione answered as she looked at her competitors.
"Fine. I never knew you were the dancing type. You seemed like the kind to sit at home and read. I'm surprised." He stated.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me. If this is how you react to my love of dancing, I'm not so sure I wanna tell you the other things." She laughed.
"I'm not so sure I actually want to know." He added.
After ten minutes Pansy was disqualified. Dumbledore dropped out at fifteen. A young couple and an old couple then dropped out around half an hour. Draco and Hermione had won! They had received trophies, their picture on the wall of fame, and free butterbeer for the next year.
"That was a lot of fun. Thanks for signing us up Ron." Hermione walked beside him.
"I am never doing that again. I knew you liked dancing, but I never thought you would actually go that far and actually win. I'm tired now." Ron complained.
"But there is a good side to this. Harry and Ginny have to strip and sing the song of our choice!" Hermione giggled loud enough so that everyone could hear.
"Shut up." Harry threw a handful of grass at her.
"Hey! You know what, you just made it worse for yourself. I'm going to add these pictures to my articles now!" Hermione stuck out her tongue.
"You wouldn't dare." Harry glared at her.
"Oh wouldn't I?" Hermione smirked and started to run.
Once they all got back to the field Trish ran back to their room to get her camera. While she was gone Draco, Ron and Hermione decide on a song for them. It wasn't as funny as everyone had imagined. In fact, Harry only got his shirt off. No one wanted to see him naked. Same with Ginny, and she didn't even get her shirt off.
A/N: That was a fun little chapter. Review please! And no flames.
