But first, my shout outs…
Beats: haha, yeah, Draco and Spot aren't exactly going to be bosom buddies, considering they don't like taking orders from any one, but Hermi will keep 'em in line, you'll see. Glad you like this so far, and thanks for the review
Spunkz: Glad you liked, and as you requested, an update! :D
Slider: hahahaha, snoggasborg? That's officially the best word in my vocabulary! I love it! And yes, you can have a shout out…lol
Ginny Jake: Glad that you like it so far, yeah I can understand why you might be a tad wary of crossovers, but I hope you continue to have the same opinion that you have now of mine! Thanks for the review!
Sapphy: haha…yeah, Draco…Wood…Race…Spot…all very gorgeous…*drools a little* lol. Don't worry, Harry and Ron come into play, but not for awhile, so you'll have to be patient for them!
Apollonia: Hehe…yeah, Draco's scrumptious, no doubt about it, even if he is a prat. But Hermi will keep him in line…for the most part, lol.
On with the show… Chapter ThreeThey continued to the lodging house, Spot's arm rested comfortably on Hermione's waist. "So, Meow, youse know how ta play pokah?" he asked curiously, smirking as she kept eyeing where his hand was placed, obviously uncomfortable.
She nodded, "Yes, I've played before."
Draco laughed from behind them, "Since when did the know-it-all mudblood play poker?"
She glared at him, "For you information Malfoy, Lavender and Parvati taught me last year. How else do you think I got so much money so fast right around Christmas break?" she said proudly.
Draco shrugged, "It wasn't that much Granger and I just thought maybe you'd been screwing two-thirds of the Golden Trio, though I doubt the Weasel gave you all that much…" he snorted and mumbled, "Not like you're worth that much any way…"
Raven heard the comment and almost lunged on him. He really didn't know this girl-Hermione-nor her companion Dragon, but he wasn't very fond of him already. As soon as he got a reason to soak the bum, he took it. Hermione quickly intervened, "Don't worry about it, um…Mr. Raven, if he wants to make fun of me to boost his own ego, I don't care…" she said.
But the fact that she called Raven "mister," caused the whole lot of newsies to burst out laughing, Spot included. "So, youse actually won your games? N' youse a goil?" he laughed some more. "Not tryin' ta offend ya, but 'round dese parts, goils nevah win, dey don't even know how tah play."
Hermione smiled, "Well, I know how to play and I'm good…at least when I played against my friends…" she replied. "Do you want to test your luck?" she asked, chuckling a little.
They had reached the lodging house when Spot stopped and turned around to face Hermione, pulling her to him, his hands on her lower back. She squirmed uneasily. "Why ya tryin' ta git away Meow?" he asked smirking. "Most goils would die ta be in dis position…" he didn't understand why this little beauty didn't want him to touch her.
Hermione lost her smile immediately, "Well, I'm not like most girls. Please let me go," she said and Spot was surprised to hear the fear in her voice.
Draco glared, "Let her go Spotty," he spat out his name like acid. Draco really didn't care about the mudblood, but he didn't approve of rape and he needed her to get back. And if this Spot fucked her up, literally, she'd be in no condition to get them there.
Spot narrowed his eyes dangerously, matching the look in Draco's eyes, "Dragon, da only reason I'se don't soak ya is cause Meow don't want me ta. But ya push me patience much moh n' I'lls make it so ya can't walk," his voice wasn't loud, but his tone was so deadly that Hermione was under the impression that he'd done so before.
"Any ways," he continued, dropping his hands from her waist. "I'd nevah do anyt'ing she didn't approvah." He turned to the door of the lodging house, "Let's go."
Most of the other newsies went to the table that sat in the main lobby and one boy started to deal out cards, while others made bets. The others went upstairs, along with Spot who told Hermione and Draco to follow. When they got upstairs, Hermione realized that this must have been where they slept, as there were bunk beds all over the room.
"Dis heah is wherah we's sleep. Dere ain't any empty bunks so, Meow, youse is gonna have ta share wid someone. Dragon, youse on da floah, cause none of us like you," Spot explained, throwing Draco a pillow and some sheets from a nearby linen closet.
Draco scowled, and mumbled under his breath but didn't say anything else. Hermione grew apprehensive, "I don't think I should share, I'll just sleep on the ground…" she said.
Spot shook his head, "We's not lettin' a lady sleep on da ground. Youse can share wid me, don't worrah, I'se don't bite too hard…" he said smiling.
Hermione still looked uneasy but didn't want to argue. Spot took her arm and led her back downstairs, "Come on, dere's a game goin' on ovah in Manhattan, we's alls are gonna go play against Jacky-boy's newsies," he said. She raised an eyebrow, "Jack Kelly is da leadah of dem newsies, jist like I'm da leader of da Brooklyn newsies," he explained.
"Da toughest in all New Yoik!" someone shouted. The rest cheered, laughing and clapping; Spot just nodded to all of them.
"Damn straight we's are! Now let's go, I'se t'ink tanight's gonna be a good night!" he said, leading Hermione to the door. On their way out, Hermione tripped over a loose board, but was quickly caught by Spot. Her hands tightened nervously as her wand fell out of the belt loop in her skirt, she'd almost forgotten about it.
Spot picked it up for her, "What's dis? Youse n' Dragon each got one…" he asked, eyeing it, wondering why they carried around sticks.
Hermione snatched it from his hand quickly, regretting it as he looked at her, now slightly irritated, she tried to laugh it off, "Oh, this? It's nothing, Draco…er…Dragon and I go to the same school and it's something we're given. It's why were wearing the same clothes too…" she explained, hoping he wouldn't ask any more questions.
But he did, "Where youse from?" he asked.
She could answer that truthfully, "England."
"Where dah hell is England?" he asked.
She smiled, "No where near New York, that's for sure…" she laughed a little. "Over in Europe, you know where Europe is?" she asked.
He laughed back, "O coise I'se know where Europe is, but how da hell did ya git here?" he replied.
Hermione didn't know what to say, "Well, you see…um-we…" she was at a lose of words. But what could she say? "Um yeah, we were having a fight in the Astronomy Tower and Draco pushed me out of the window and I was wearing the Time-Turner and we went back in time?" Right…that was believable.
"That's none of your business…" Draco said, joining them. "It's in our past…"
Spot nodded, when a newsie said it was in his past, the subject was dropped, "I'se see, dat's fine…" he continued as if the incident never happened. "Any ways, Jacky-boy has got some real good newsies, at least when it comes ta pokah. Ya t'ink youse could beat em?" he asked, smiling at Hermione.
She was a bit confused about what just happened, but answered any way, "I don't know, but I don't have any money to bet…" she said.
Spot laughed, "Dat's okay, youse can borrow soma mine!"
"I couldn't! You're already giving us food and shelter, I couldn't take any of your money!" she said.
"Who said I was given' ya food?" he joked. "Alright, if ya won't take me money, den youse helpin' me play! No objections, I hope?" he asked.
She shook her head, "No objections."
