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"Granger, I'm telling you once more, I am not going to do that," Draco said, infuriated by the thought of running around screaming "Booga booga".

Hermione sighed. "Oh well… It wasn't my idea anyways. But still, making an ultimate humiliation weapon is quite common when it comes to servants."

"Hey, we had a contract, I told you, no treating me like bull-YOU TOLD SOMEONE ABOUT THIS!" Draco yelled, earning strange looks from a group of first years passing by. "Who came up with this 'idea'? Who did you tell!"

She winced and mentally slapped herself. "It kind of… Slipped… In a conversation… she was talking about pranks and-"

"Who is 'she', huh?" Draco was starting to get hysterical.

"Um… well-I-I mean-" Hermione stuttered, a frustrated expression planted on her face.

"It's only been TWO DAYS and you've already TOLD someone! What are you going to do for the two weeks left of my being your pathetic servant?" Draco demanded, starting to make crazy gestures with his hand.

Thankfully, the portraits started to get angry and Hermione ushered herself out of the hallways and down the moving staircases.

"Wha-DON'T WALK AWAY FROM ME, GRANGER!" He yelled down the staircase and started running himself-towards Hermione. Just my luck, he thought, as soon as I catch Granger, I'm going to show her what rage really means.

Their speed kept increasing and surprisingly, Draco couldn't catch her. In panic, Hermione sped into a room down a dark hall and hid behind the couch. She caught her breath and observed her surroundings. It was furnished nicely, a huge, extremely high and cozy couch, torches on the sides of the walls that seemed to flicker and beckon her, and velvet curtains decorating the covered windows. The stone ground was a bit cold and the fireplace warmed her up, besides the sweat beads on her forehead.

Draco went this way and that, catching the sweet scent of Hermione's shampoo down one hall, and turning towards that direction. The hall never seemed to be there, but then again, so were fifty halls that existed in Hogwarts. He slowed down his pace and heard quick breathing in the only lit room at the end of the hallway.

Slowly he approached it, quietly tip-toeing in. Seeing Hermione's beautiful, glossy curls on her head, he walked slower and didn't make one sound. Draco was experienced at being as quiet as a mouse, no matter how built his body was, he could master the art of grace in an instant, especially since he used to sneak away from his father this way.

Draco extended his arms and lunged at Hermione, who had just begun to stand up. They both ended up on the couch, flailing their arms wildly till they caught each other and lay there, laughing like never before.

"You… Jerk," Hermione said in between her laughs and Draco could only laugh harder in response. Finally, they quieted down and listened to each others' breathing.

"You know, you still haven't told me who you've told…" he said quietly.

"Must I? This is cruel and unusual torture, chasing me down the hallways, jumping on me, and scaring the crap out of my mind!" she said, but a smile was forming on her face.

"And you don't call me running around screaming 'booga booga' cruel and unusual?" Draco asked, the same expression playing at his lips.

His hand was holding on to Hermiones' arm, if he let go he would fall onto the floor. Hermione had to hold onto the couch and his waist in order to not go down with him. The were holding on for dear life.

"This is a high couch," Draco said, realizing how uncomfortable they both were. Unless of course, they were just uncomfortable because of their hatred towards each other. Yeah, that was it.

Hermione nodded but laughed. She does that a lot, Draco observed. I need to try that. They say it's healthy, he thought.

"Alright, so, how are we going to get out of this situation?" she asked.

"I thought you said you were brilliant. Oh, my mistake, that's what they say about me!" Draco joked and laughed, enjoying the feeling.

"Ok, mister 'haven't-yet-invented-a-way-to-get-off-a-couch', let's see what you've got if you're so brilliant."

"I'm not taking the fall for this. Literally and figuratively speaking, of course. Oh great, this is a fucked up situation. Not only am I trapped on a high couch with a stone floor ready to break my spine, I'm trapped with the one-and-only mudblood Granger."

"Do you want me to let go? Because if I do, you'll be first to fall and I'll use you as a cushion. Easy enough." Hermione said. Before he could protest, she let go of the couch and they tumbled down, both yelling. It's amazing how some designers just think of the worst way to build a couch.

They landed, Draco breaking her fall, accurately going by her predictions. He groaned, but years of Quidditch made him tough and it didn't even hurt. Of course, with Hermione on him, they were still in an uncomfortable state. She got up, her hair whipping his face gently. It felt like the touch of his mother and he lay there a moment, thinking of home.

"Are you getting up, or what?" Hermione asked, an irritated expression on her face, but nonetheless playful.

"Yeah..."

"RACE YA!" She yelled and burst out in laughter ashe followed in pursuit.

A/N: Guys, I am INCREDIBLY sorry. SO SO sorry. I was so busy and I know it's been practically half a year since I've updated! Alright, well, if you guys liked this chapter or disliked it, review. Making stories kind of takes up a lot of time and I dunno if I should continue or not. Again, I'm terribly sorry, and I hope you enjoyed the chapter!

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