Offensive? Sorry!!! I didn't mean... well I did... BUT... o hell, I don't know!!

"Let's get this straight. I can't tolerate you. You can't stomach me. For the record: we are DEFINITELY NOT teaming up. Is that clear?" Draco demonstrated, who was once again civilly talked to the most unlikely person in the world; Potter.

Harry smiled smugly; Hermione had gotten to him too.

.:: Flashback ::.

"Hey, you left your quill behind, Hermione," Draco said lightly, robotically saying her first name.

"Thank you," she replied stonily, snatching her quill out of his hands as quickly as possible, as if his mere touch were contaminating her things. He couldn't help flash a captivating smile, and her eyes glazed over, "And, by the way, it's Granger to you; like you said; we're no longer on a first name basis, Malfoy." Ron sneered at this comment, but offered none himself to back it up and just stood there in the background.

As she exited the room, gently closing the door and let Draco mull over her words, he couldn't help but have the last word;

"Have it your way, Mudblood," he murmured after her, he was sure she heard him when she flinched slightly. "Run back to your wonder boy!" Draco further retorted,

"There's nothing going on with Harry and me." Draco arched an eyebrow at her statement. "As there is nothing going on between us." She finished, "We're over." And she silently slipped out of the door; Ron leading her, his hand making its way up her back to steer her away from Draco.

Just had to make things worse,

.:: End of Flashback ::.

"Of course Draco, I perfectly understand. You totally don't need my help. You utterly do not want Hermione back; so we are certainly not teaming up. No question about it," Harry agreed solemnly,

"ARRGHHH!!" Shouted Draco, who now lost his temper, "I'll get you for that!" he continued bellowing, grabbing at Harry murderously trying to strangle him,

"I-was-only-agreeing-with-you!" managed Harry within Draco's grasp, trying to break free. Harry gave Draco a very phoney innocent look.

"You...you... fine. What do we do?" Draco gave in,

"We? Draco!" Harry sounded shocked,

"Yes, Potter, we, now quit it before I skedaddle," agreed Draco,

"Skedaddle? God, who says skedaddle nowadays?" teased Harry,

"Shut it, Potter. I happen to think skedaddle is a very trendy word. Now stop all this reminisce about what words I choose to use," Draco retorted,

"You did last week," muttered Harry, who remembered being mocked by his selection of words, "Anyway,"

"Yes. Mind you Potter; remember; I'm on to you. I still don't believe such the ridiculous tale you told about your little dreams haunting you." Draco sceptically mocked, "Do you love her?" Draco continued, out of curiosity,

"Yes," Harry confirmed without hesitation, of course he did, "but the genuine question is; do you love her?"

"Genuine, pah! C'mon, Potter, such a typical Gryffindor trying to use big words. Who says genuine nowadays?" mocked Draco, who evaded the question superbly,

"Like you say Malfoy; shut it. Now, get real; why do you want Hermione? Why would you like her back?" Harry asked, expecting a more-or-less answer of because Draco loved her.

I wanted her because she was my ticket to hurt you. It was my method of breaking the wonderful Trio apart. It was my approach to totally destroy you, Potter.

The reply Draco had in mind would definitely not be approved by Harry. But then, why did Draco want Harry's approval... what use is the Mudblood if Potter consented their relationship?

Potter said he still loves her. It'll break him apart seeing her with someone else.

Draco thought, cleared things out inside his head and convinced himself somehow that yes; it was part of his shrewd plan in getting potter to assist him in getting Granger back.

"Because... none of you business. Noisy bloody Gryffindor," muttered Draco.

"So... any ideas?" Harry asked, taking a different approach. It was useless; Draco wasn't going to admit anything... and certainly not to him.

"How about a game of Poker, Potter?" Draco requested,

About a dozen of their fellow housemates noticed their presence missing during Dinner in the dining hall as both Draco and Harry piled their ideas for hours; they were actually passive.

Someone stood up adruptly and left to investigate.

"Harry?" Ron called out as he opened one of the countless doors in search of his friend, "OH MY GOD!!" he exclaimed, seeing Draco pin Harry down,

"YOU CHEATER!!! HOW DID YOU DO IT?? NO ONE BEATS ME IN POKER!!!!" the livid Draco was shouting, his hands searching Harry in very intimate places, searching for some hidden cards, who always took the game seriously,

"GET OFF HIM, YOU SLIMY GIT!" shouted Ron, competing against Draco's roar, as neither Draco nor Harry had noticed him enter the room.

"It isn't what it looks like! I did not cheat!!" Harry tried to explain seriously, both boys doubling over in laughter suggested otherwise, "It's a game of chance... it looks like I'm luck," he added, earning him a sceptical snort from Draco.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON?" shouted Ron, annoyed by the display before him and the fact he was yet again ignored, "Malfoy, get your hands off Harry," Ron finished, his voice dangerously quiet,

"Ron! No! It's okay. Nothing's wrong!" Harry tried to clam him and stepped away from the confused Draco towards the angry Ron; but both he and Malfoy couldn't keep the corners of their mouths from twitching,

"Wha-? You and Malfoy? I never knew you were... like that..." said Ron,

"What? No! Ron, it's a mistake! No! We're not..." Harry object as he realised what Ron implied, realisation also dawned on Draco and he jumped back in disgust, but also chuckled at the Gryffindors stupidity,

"Malfoy? Why Malfoy? First Hermione, now you? Ewwwwww..." Ron spluttered,

"Oh, and I thought we were being so careful!" Draco teased, purposely placing his hand on Harry's to see the look of absolute revulsion on Ron's face, much less the look of surprise from Harry.

Harry was too shocked to move; even if he could he wouldn't know what to do; to laugh hysterically, it was fairly funny, or be angry, poor Ron.

"I don't know what you're up to, Malfoy; but I'll... I'll get you!" Ron shouted as he ran away, out of the door, not facing his friend or his enemy.

This was when Draco burst out laughing,

"Merlin! That was fun," he smirked,

"H-He.... ewww," Harry replied and smacked away Draco's hand, "He thinks we're..." his eyes widened, "what happens if he tells someone? Oh my God! What happens if the whole school knows!" speculated Harry,

"Don't worry. He's your friend. And a Gryffindor. He wouldn't. Now; deal, NO CHEATING... I'm on to you," he gave Harry a suspicious glare as he settled back, ignoring what just occurred with Ron "and tell me what in Merlin's name is God? I've heard you use that expression numerous times, it's rather annoying; muggle cussing no doubt?"

Tsk, tsk; naughty Draco; just had to go and provoke people and ignore them....

Guess who my new villain is? Review!!!

P.S I changed my naughty lil mistake (Thanx, V0xLoS)