The Game of Love
Disclaimer: I wish I could have them and be rich, but because of damn copy rights... I can't.
Chapter 7
Of all her encounters with Malfoy, yesterday's experience would have been the most surprising and most embarrassing. She had certainly not thought it would have ended up like that.
"Stop daydreaming Hermione, we're going to be late for class!"
"Huh? What? Oh, yes class," she said stupidly. Harry exchanged a look with Ron and they both turned back to the corridor in front of them.
She continued to ponder about Malfoy and didn't notice she was slowly trailing behind Ron and Harry more and more. After a few minutes, they were way ahead of her, almost in class be then. Soon after, the bell had rung to begin the class.
"Granger? Who would have thought you of all people would be cutting class," said a voice behind her.
She whirled around to look at her new companion. "Oh it's you," she said.
"You don't sound happy to see me."
"Why would I Malfoy?" she spat at him.
"Oh, touchy," he replied with a slight sneer, "So are you cutting class?"
"Of course I'm not cutting class! That is not something I would do!"
"Well, if you did notice, classes have started...10 minutes ago... and the corridor appears to be empty."
She gasped. "I lost track.... I completely forgot about everything!.....This is all your fault!"
Malfoy looked shocked. "My fault? What did I do? And this time I swear I haven't done anything wrong!"
"Damn you!" she muttered, "I was thinking about yesterday... that incident..."
"Oh, still thinking about it are we?" he said with a smirk playing on his lips.
"Oh shut up! What would you know?"
"According to you, I know a lot. And because I know a lot, I think we should skip class and go to the lake," he said.
"Why should I skip class? I would never do that!"
"Well hello! I've got Binns right now and I can't stand him so I just left, I don't think he even notices it. What do you have?"
"Charms, but I can't miss out on it! It might be in the exams!"
Malfoy rolled his eyes, "Who cares? You probably know it already. Come on, let's go!"
He grabbed her hand and pulled her away to the kitchens, with Hermione protesting the whole way.
"Let me go!"
"No."
"Why not?"
"'Cause I don't want to be lonely," he said, trying to look innocently at her over his shoulder.
"Then why drag me into it?"
"Because I think you need to have a little more fun. Now, come on, I need to get some breakfast before we go."
He stopped in front of the painting of the fruit bowl. He reached out and tickled the pear and it gave a giggle. It turned into a large door knob and he grabbed it and went in.
"How do you know how to get into the kitchens?" she asked.
"Pur-lease! Like who wouldn't know?" he said.
At that moment, a little elf shuffled up to them, looking eager to serve them.
"What would sir and miss like?" he squeaked at them.
"Can I get a large stack of toast," he asked.
"Right away sir!" he said and scampered off to prepare Malfoy's breakfast.
Malfoy turned back to her, "Want anything?"
She glared at him, "Why can't you treat them like equals?"
"Because they don't want to! I think you're a little grumpy this morning, can I grab two coffees?" he asked a elf that was passing by. The little elf nodded and walked away quickly.
A few moments later, several little elves came back with a big stack of toast and 2 coffees.
"Thanks you guys, great service," said Malfoy.
They beamed with pleasure. "Here hold this," he said and handed her the two coffees. She accepted them and waited for him to hold the stack of toast carefully.
"Come on, let's go."
He led her to his favourite spot under the mushroom tree. He sat down carefully, making sure not to drop his toast. She sat down beside him.
He offered her some toast she shook her head. He laid a few napkins on the ground and carefully put the bottom of the stack down on it. With one hand holding the side for support, he took a piece from the top with his other hand and started to eat. She sipped on her coffee. They sat in silence not sure what to say to each other.
"So..." he started to say, trying to break the silence, "You like stuff?"
She snorted at his attempt to make a conversation. She regained posture and said, "Yeah, I like stuff, do you like stuff?"
"Yeah, sure, I like stuff," going along with the stupidness.
"What stuff do you like?" she asked.
"I dunno, stuff?" he said. She let out a laugh and he chuckled. He grabbed another toast and was about to bite into it when Granger moved first and bit into it. His mouth hanged open, realising what she had done. She smiled and she chewed on the toast.
"I thought you said you didn't want one?" he said.
She shrugged, "I change my mind." She took another bite out of the toast which still was in his hand. After she swallowed, she moved forward for more but he pulled his hand away.
"Hey!" she said.
"Get your own," he said.
She moved get it again but he pulled his hand away again. She pursed her lips at him and he grinned.
She grabbed his hand and pulled the toast towards her mouth and successfully got a bite out of it. She winked at him.
"Two can play at that game," he muttered. He grabbed her hand which still had her coffee cup in it and pulled it towards him. He took a sip and winked at her.
She narrowed her eyes, "You had your own coffee."
"You take something of mine, I take something of yours," he said.
She opened her mouth to say something but he put the rest of the toast into her mouth. Out of impulse, her mouth closed on it. She glared at him as he laughed at her and picked up another piece of toast and began to it on that one.
She finished her bite and pulled the toast out of her mouth and took a sip of coffee.
"You are so annoying!" was all she could say to him.
"I can't believe I'm out here with you," She said.
it was close to break time and Malfoy had almost finished his pile of toast.
"Believe it," he said to her. He stood up and threw the rest of the toast into the lake at the giant squid. He picked up his coffee and drained it.
"Come on," he said, "It's so boring! Let's do something."
She raised an eyebrow, "Like what?"
He thought for a moment, "I know! Flying!"
She cringed; she never was good at flying and probably never would be.
"I'm not that good," she said.
"Fine... what do you want to do? And if it's going inside and reading books we are so doing flying, it'd better be good."
She thought for a moment, "Do you want to do something to piss Filch off?"
He raised his eyebrows, "Now that's not the Granger I usually see."
"You said you wanted to do something fun. Besides, I've always hated him since first year."
"Fine, pissing off Filch it is, what do you want to do? Fill the halls with Dungbombs?"
"No, I have a better idea."
A/N: SORRY!!! I know I haven't updated in ages and I'll say it again, I'm sorry. But I'd like to thank the reviewers of the last chapter.... It's like everyone reads my fanfic at the same time and my email is full of reviews, up to the maximum I tell you!
Anyway... how was the chapter?... I sort of lost my touch coz of homework and things (damn school!!) and I was busy with other things...but it's the holidays now.. maybe I can get more chapters in during the holidays.
Oh.. and if you thought that little conversation between Draco and Hermione (you know.. where they go.. 'so you like stuff?') was stupid.. don't blame me... I'm stupid... whats even stupider is that my friend and I always have that sort of conversation when we see each other... Stupid yes.. but I guess that's how we became friends....
Anyway... until next time!!!