TWO CAN PLAY THE GAME

Summary: Draco and Hermione were both already taken. But when these two meet each other, they have to ignore their greatest desire and fight the temptation. It's not THAT hard to do, right? Wrong. Especially when seduction is the game they're playing.

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Chapter Two: Why Not?

Harry looked at Hermione then to Draco. "You do?"

Draco nodded thoughtfully. "Yup," he said placing himself beside Hermione.

"And how did you know?" Harry asked through clenched fist.

Hermione shot Draco a pleading look. "What the hell do you want?" she whispered softly that only Draco could hear her.

"What's that, Granger?" Draco said loudly. "Are you saying something to me?"

Harry raised an eyebrow to her suspiciously. Hermione gulped and shot Draco a penetrating glare. "Nothing," she said through clenched teeth. "You must be hearing things, Malfoy. Better clean those filthy ears."

Draco glowered back. "Well, Granger, I'm positively sure that I heard you say something to me and to me only," he said, the glint back in his eyes. "If there's anything you want to say, well, you are free to say it in front of us."

"I wasn't saying anything you overly loathsome, despicable idiot!"

"Why? Hiding something from Potter?" he asked, grinning impishly.

"I have nothing to hide on my boyfriend!" she said hotly.

"You?" Draco's eyes darted from Hermione to Harry. Then he tipped back his head and let out a loud laugh.

Hermione gritted her teeth, ignoring the fact that she was about to kick Draco in his ass. "What?" she snapped.

Draco restrained himself. "Nothing, nothing, its just that—" he snorted, fighting back his laughter. "Oh, never mind."

Hermione almost screamed in frustration. She inhaled softly and looked at Harry. "Can we go now?"

Harry blinked and looked at her hesitantly. "Wait, let the git here finish what he was saying."

Hermione sighed irately. "Damn it!"

Harry looked at Draco. "You were saying?"

Draco straightened up himself and stared at Hermione. Hermione stared back blankly.

"Well, sorry to disappoint you Potter but—"

Draco took one last look at Hermione and went on. "But I was wrong. Oh well." Draco shrugged carelessly.

Hermione couldn't believe her ears.

She looked at Draco.

He looked back at her.

She could almost see the corner of his lips tugging upwards into a small smile.

And she could practically feel her lips

Harry glared angrily at Draco. "You are such a waste of our precious time, Malfoy."

When he turned his back, Hermione leaned closer and muttered, "Err—thanks."

Draco brought his lips closer to her ears and whispered. "Don't get use to it."

He was interrupted when a beautiful girl with silky black hair nudged him on his shoulder.

"Draco, sorry I'm late. I, uh, met an obnoxious guy on my way," she said, smiling ruefully at him.

Draco and Hermione stared at each other. Why does it sound so familiar? Her eyes asked him.

I don't know, his eyes answered back.

Harry coughed.

"Draco, why is she here?" the girl asked suspiciously, looking rudely at Hermione. The girl's eyes flickered over Harry.

Draco frowned.

"Granger, meet my girlfriend, Blaise."

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Hermione stared at Draco with amused eyes. She pulled him to the corner.

"You have a girlfriend?" she asked, glancing sideways at Blaise who was standing beside them looking smug and bored.

Draco chuckled coldly. "What's the matter, Granger? You made it sound like it's very hard for you to believe."

"It is."

He looked at her stonily and leaned closer. "Just because you have a boyfriend doesn't mean I can't have one."

"What, a boyfriend?" Hermione quipped, smiling slightly.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Watch it, Granger," he snapped. Then a smirk spread across his features. "Remember, you still owe me."

"You are such a blackmailer."

He shrugged. "That's me."

Hermione shook her head and didn't answer. She went over to Harry. He shrugged carelessly and went over to Blaise.

Her hair was hung to her shoulders softly. Her hazel brown eyes showed impatience and she had a frown forming on her features.

"Draco, are we just going to stand over here or what?"

Draco grinned sheepishly at her. "Sorry, Blaise. Come on." She held her hand and led her to Madam Puddifoot.

But a voice interrupted them.

"Just where do you think you're going, Malfoy?!"

Draco turned to face Harry. "What now, Potter?"

"I said, where do you think you're going?" Harry glowered.

Draco cocked an eyebrow. "In here, Potter," he said, pointing out Madam Puddifoot. "Do you have any problem with that?"

"Actually, yes. Hermione and I are going in there and you're not going in there," Harry stated.

"And why not?" Draco challenged, taking a step forward.

"Draco!" Blaise whispered ominously.

"You've done enough pissing for one day, why don't you piss off?" Harry snarled, taking a step forward too.

"Harry!" Hermione said softly. "Harry, lets just go, please."

The two boys glared venomously at each other, their girlfriend holding them at the arm to keep them from attacking one another.

"Just keep out of our way, Malfoy. Try not to be a nuisance to us, will you?" Harry spat and he turned around and grabbed Hermione's hand. "Come on, Hermione. Lets get out of this hell."

"What's the matter, Potter? Don't you want to bring Granger to Madam Puddifoot like you and Chang did last year?" Draco drawled cruelly, a nasty sneer crawling up his lips.

Harry stopped in his tracks. So did Hermione. They both turned around with each disparate expression written on their faces. Harry with a look of horror and disbelief in his face and Hermione with a look of puzzlement and disbelief in her face.

"What?" Hermione sputtered. She turned to Draco. "Is—is it true?"

Draco shrugged and nodded unsympathetically.

Hermione's eyes glistened with tears. She turned and looked at Harry angrily.

"So, that's why this place is so special to you, huh?"

Harry's mouth and opened then closed. "Hermione…"

"A friend showed it to me last year. What a sick, fucking joke!"

Draco's eyes darted from one person to another with amusement. His mind unbelievably chanting, fight, fight, fight!

"Hermione…"

"Shut up, ok? Just leave me alone!" Hermione cried. She turned and darted away from them.

Harry gave him a spiteful look. "You sick bastard," he growled. "Look what you did!"

Draco managed a good-natured smile. "Just doing my job, buddy old pal."

Harry scowled. He followed Hermione, shouting, "I'm not yet done with you, Malfoy!"

"Ok, I'll be waiting for you," Draco said casually. Blaise chuckled.

Hermione was just a street away when Draco noticed something lying on his feet.

Look what we have here… Granger's paper bag.

He bent down and scooped it up.

"Hey Granger! You left this!" he called over.

But Hermione was already gone. And so was Harry.

"I guess I can give it to her personally then." Draco smiled secretly to himself.

Oh, stop smiling!

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