Chapter Two
Draco sat on his favorite chair in the Slytherin common room, watching the fire crackling. He enjoyed everything he was doing to Hermione. How she fell into pieces in front of him, while all he did was tempt her for more. But she's too smart for her own good. She'll figure me out before I'm even there. He fisted the arm of the chair angrily thinking back to what he had agreed to.
Flash Back
Blaise Zambiny walked into the Slytherin common room pleased with himself. Draco didn't really want to know what his best friend was up to, so he continued reading the book he had held in his hand. Blaise sat next to him on the couch and stretched over to take the book out of his hand. Draco glared at Blaise wondering what he wanted from him.
"Let's play a game to keep our selves entertained." Blaise said looking over at Draco. It was just the two of them who were in the room, talking.
"Like what?" Draco asked curiously. Blaise took out photo's from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table. One was the red head Weasley girl, Ginny. She was smiling while hugging her brother, Ron. The next picture was another Gryfindor girl named Lavender Brown. She was busy chatting away at the Gryfindor table in the Great Hall. The last one was Hermione Granger who was biting her lower lip as she concentrated on her book in the library. Draco arched his eye brow and looked over at Blaise.
"Where did you get these?" Draco asked.
Blaise smirked at him. "Don't worry. The game goes like this. We pick a virgin.." as he pointed at the pictures. "..and we see who's the first to sleep with them."
Draco shook his head to disagree but Blaise cut him off. "Listen, this game might take long depending on how easy they are to crack. You choose one and I choose one. Don't chicken out."
"So who do you pick?" Draco asked calmly not showing that he didn't enjoy the idea at all. Blaise picked up the photo of Ginny and smirked.
"I always wondered if she was a real red head." Blaise said. Draco rolled his eyes and figured that he would choose her. He looked down at the table and realized he had two choices, loud mouth Lavender or mud-blood Hermione. After a minute of thinking Blaise said, "Hurry up." Finally Draco decided to pick Hermione.
Blaise arched his eye brow in interest. "Mud-blood know it all, Granger? Good luck mate, she'll be a tough one to crack." All Draco could do was shrug and put the photo back down.
"So? What we playing for?" Draco asked cautiously.
"Besides pleasure?" Blaise asked but continued without an answer from Draco. "who ever wins gets whatever they want from the other. Money, secrets, favors, IOU's, anything." Blaise said as he smiled. He picked up the other photos and placed it back into his robe pocket.
"Any rules?" Draco asked. Blaise looked at him thoughtfully and smirked.
"Only one. There's no turning back." Draco shook his head in agreement but in his mind screamed, STUPID IDIOT DONT DO IT!
End of Flash Back
Draco hated himself for being part of this game. He also regretted choosing her over Lavender. Draco brushed his hair back angrily and started thinking to himself on how to sleep with Hermione Granger, the goody two shoes, know it all, untouchable, muggle born, Gryfindor.
First of all, she hates you. Even if you get far with her, she wouldn't give it up to you. She'll assume something is up. Secondly, she doesn't give it up. If she was the type to do something like that, she would have slept with Potter and Weasley already. But she didn't. Last of all, she would only lose it to some one she loves. Some one she cares about. I can read it in her expression and attitude. If I make her fall in love with me, which is nearly impossible, I'll have to make her fall out afterwards. Merlin! This is a challenge.
Draco brushed his hair back with his hand as he continued thinking quietly to himself. He had realized that it was passed midnight and needed to go back to the Head house.
When he reached the Common room, he noticed Hermione sleeping on the coffee table. She probably had stressed herself again with school work. This girl definitely needs to relax. As he walked up the stairs some where in his mind nudged him to go back and help her. He looked at the figure of her, her hair was all over the table and her expression was blank. He took out his wand and enchanted her to levitate, with his wand he gently carried her up the stairs and into her room. He never was inside her room before and was surprised at how nicely the colors of the Gryfindor's matched her femininity. He lay her down on her bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. He watched her for a minute before deciding to walk out the room.
He entered his room and threw himself on his bed as soon as he shed all his school garments. He was too tired and sleepy to pull the covers so he drifted off to sleep that way with only his boxers on.