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Chapter 16

It didn't take long for Hermione to find a charm to remove or at least cover up the hickeys. Once she performed the charm and removed the hickeys she spent the rest of the day, looking for the perfect guy to make Draco jealous with. It couldn't be someone she actually liked, or who liked her for that matter. It had to be someone that Draco would be envious of for one reason or another; she thought that someone in Slytherin would be the best way to go, but whom? Just then it hit her, literally. Someone had bumped into her and knocked her to the floor. As she looked up she saw the face of the one person Draco would be jealous of no matter what.

"Blaise." Hermione said, as he put his hand out to help her up off the floor. She smiled at him, flirtatiously. Blaise wasn't stupid. He knew about Draco and Hermione; he was, after all, Draco's best friend. But that didn't mean he didn't like Hermione for himself.

Hermione watched as Blaise checked her out. She was wearing a pair of black combats that lay dangerously low on her hips, a black top that had Von Dutch written on it and she had her hair up in a clip. She hadn't picked out the clothes so that she would get the attention of guys, she picked it out because she was so comfortable in it, but evidently, it got the guys attention anyway.

As he was checking her out, she decided to check him out for herself. He was wearing dark blue denim jeans, with a white tank top on and a black shirt over the top. The shirt was left open, so that Hermione could admire his muscles. He was definitely a good looking guy, though in her mind, he failed in comparison to Draco.

After they had finished checking each other out Blaise was the first to speak. "So, what can I do for you?"

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Draco hadn't seen Hermione since the night before, although he was disappointed that they hadn't done anything but make out, he had to admit that she was the best kisser he had had. She was so gentle and passionate, but could be rough and hard when she wanted to be. He liked a girl that could challenge him; that's why he liked her so much.

Draco was wondering where Hermione was, when he got to the portrait he only saw himself "Where's Hermione?" He asked confused. He had never seen her out of her portrait. "Where do you think? She's off looking for HIM. He isn't even important enough to have a portrait! I don't know why she is even bothering to look."

"What do you mean?" Most people would have thought he was mad talking to a portrait of himself, but he didn't care. "Well, why don't you, tell me the password and find out?" Draco said the password and walked into the common room, he was confused. He didn't see anything. He went to his room thinking that the portrait version of him was going mad, he walked into the bathroom to relieve himself when he heard talking coming from Hermione's room. He stopped at the door and put his ear to it to listen.

"Hermione, you have no idea how hot you are. You could make the devil beg for you!" That voice sounded so familiar, but who was it?

"Blaise that is very nice of you to say, but please just shut up and kiss me." Draco's heart started to beat faster in anger, his best friend was in there now, kissing the girl that was his, and his only.

He paced the bathroom thinking of what to do, he could barge in their and throw Blaise out. 'No I can't do that it would make me look jealous.' 'You are jealous idiot.' 'I am not an idiot and I refuse to argue with myself.' 'Too late you already are.'

"Damn." he muttered to himself, she had got him so jealous that he was arguing with himself. No, he wouldn't burst in the room. If she wanted to mess around with Blaise she could, they weren't together; he would just prove it wasn't getting to him.

He left the bathroom, went into the common room and picked up a book that he needed to read for potions. As he read it he tried to ignore the giggles coming from her room. He tried his hardest not to listen, in the end he ended up sitting by the fire instead of the desk. The fire was the furthest part in the room, from Hermione's room. He couldn't hear her giggles anymore because of the distance and the sound of the roaring fire.

As he got immersed into the book he heard Hermione come out of her room, and he also heard her clear her throat. When he didn't look up he could hear footsteps getting closer to the portrait.

"Thanks Blaise, I had a great time, see you soon." She raised her voice so that Draco would hear her she needn't have done it, because he was listening so intently that he would have heard it even if she had whispered.

Blaise nodded his head to her and smirked "See you soon." and walked out of the room. Without a kiss goodbye, that should have given Draco a clue that nothing had happened, but he wasn't in the mood to look for clues.

When Draco refused to look up, Hermione walked back to her room, pissed that her plan had failed. Once she shut her door, Draco smiled. So she was testing him, to see if he got jealous. Even though she succeeded he wasn't about to tell her that. Although he was sick of the games that they were playing, he wanted her to beg and she wanted him to beg.

Both too strong willed to back down from a challenge. Draco knew eventually that one person would have to back down, and he didn't care if it was him, as long as in the end, he got Hermione.

He just had to wait for her to make the move. If he was willing to give in to her, he was sure as hell going to make sure that she deserved it.

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Hermione sat in her room; she couldn't think why he wouldn't react. She knew that he was in the bathroom and could hear every word of what they were saying; she knew he could hear her giggles because she heard him moan every now and again in protest yet he wasn't angry or jealous. Even though she and Blaise did nothing but talk and laugh about how big headed and stubborn Draco was Draco didn't know that.

She lay in her bed for what seemed hours before she decided on her last course of action. Although she did care about making him beg, she cared more about being in his arms, kissing his lips, fingering his hair. Letting her fingers travel over his body. She was sick of the games and was going to get her man by the end of tomorrow. She was sure of it.

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