A/N: Tee hee, unexpected twist! I'm apologetic for it's shortness though, truly sorry. Also for the annoying OOC-ness here. I'm having a bit of a trouble with writer's block.
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Chapter Five
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Hermione gaped incredulously at Harry's wide-eyed face.
"Of course I was only kidding!" He hissed, his eyes scanning through a sea of snickering and shocked faces. "Can't you take a joke, 'Mione?"
She sheepishly smiled and rubbed the back of her neck. "Well, you looked a bit serious."
He slapped his forehead, shaking it. "Seriously, 'Mione." He chuckled, eyeing her warily. "Well anyway, I was a bit paranoid. I didn't want you to know, really, but my conscience was driving me mad!" He groaned. "It was wrong but I had no power against it."
Hermione nodded her head understandingly. "I see, well thank you, Harry for at least caring."
He smiled at her pitifully. "I'm truly sorry for the way Ron acted upon your relationship, 'Mione."
She smiled ruefully, guilty for not telling Harry the truth. "That's okay, I gave him one hell of a lecture anyway."
"It's nice to see you're not that affected," a voice drawled from their backside. Lavender. Hermione frowned and turned to the girl.
"Lavender," Hermione said sweetly. "Of course I am."
Lavender rolled her eyes and flirtatiously flicked her hair while eyeing Seamus Finnigan. Hermione glared.
Ron isn't very good at picking women, Hermione thought angrily. This whore doesn't deserve him!
"Well, whatever, as if I care anyways," she said with a bored sigh. "I must be off now, tell Ron that he's awful in bed. Cheerio!"
Harry fumed behind her whilst Hermione stayed stoic.
"They—they actually did it?" Harry hissed in disbelief. "That—that…"
"No worries, Harry," Hermione murmured. "I have a plan to take Lavender Brown down."
"How?" Harry asked, deathly curious.
"Blackmail of course," she smirked evilly. "With the help of Draco Malfoy."
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"No."
"Please, Draco?" Hermione whimpered. "Pansy would understand if you tell her the plan, surely."
"Absolutely not!" Draco said sternly. "I won't seduce that—that cow! Not ever!"
"You once thought of Pansy as a whore and a cow!" Hermione screeched. "Please! Just this once."
"Brown is a Gryffindor, Granger." He spat. "I don't mingle with useless, slut Gryffindors."
"But—"
"Nothing would change my mind, Hermione, and that's that."
Hermione silently fumed. She turned her back on him and huffed. She closed her eyes in aggravation and suddenly, a thought hit her. She smirked maliciously.
I need to be evil once in a while, she thought.
"Well," Hermione sighed. "I guess you'll want your father to know that you once fancied a Gryffindor mudblood—"
Draco's eyes widened.
"—he'll surely be displeased." She finished.
"You wouldn't dare." He murmured motionlessly.
"Let's see, shall we?" Hermione walked out of the room leaving Draco gaping with his mouth open.
She giggled as soon as she closed the door of the Head Boy's room. She felt lightheaded and accomplished. Draco Malfoy will surely accept her offer. It's a shame if he wouldn't.
"Granger!" He called out to her as he opened the door. "I—I'll do it."
Hermione smirked.
"I knew you would," she said cheerily. "Now here's the plan—"
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"Hey Brown!" Draco shouted amidst the crowd. Lavender turned her head and beamed as soon as she saw Draco.
"Mmm… Draco," she cooed. "What's the matter?"
He groaned in disgust.
Ooh, Granger, if this is some sick payback—"Well, I seem to have gotten the impression that you like me," he said defiantly.
"Whatever gave you that idea?" She fluttered her eyelashes to him flirtatiously. Draco resisted the urge to vomit.
He shrugged.
"Well, for your information Draco," his name from her mouth sent disgusting shivers through his veins. "I do fancy you a lot." She licked her lips suggestively. "You're a Sex God after all."
He smiled at her, hiding his true intentions. "I see," and it all started there.
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"You WHAT?" Ginny screamed. "Oh, my gosh! You naughty girl," she teased Hermione's blushing form.
"Well, he was asking for it," Hermione said lamely.
"Quite," Ginny agreed. "But how did you make him agree with your plan?"
"Simple," Hermione smirked. "I blackmailed him."
In the Slytherin's room, whimpers can be heard creating a wave of gossip to follow thereafter.
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End Note: Tee hee, I know, I know. I'm such a meanie. I think this fic will last until like… nine to ten chapters, don't you think so too?
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