Disclaimer: I'm only going to say this once, I do NOT own any of the Harry Potter characters. JK does and we love her for that.

AN: This is my first story. Some of you might have read this before I took it down. This is the rewrite and I hope you like it better. Actually this is the new and improved second rewrite.

"Attention all Slytherin and Gryffindor 7th years!" read a brightly color-flashing notice, "there will be a contest between the two houses. You must have a 'teammate'. The contest:

Make a video. (If you don't know how to record your 'actions' for the video, simply flick your wand upwards and say 'Persigno'. When you're done, flick your wand downwards and say 'Desino Persigno'. This will make everything in the time between the two spells into a videotape. I suggest you practice this spell a little.)

Bring it to the Slytherin common room. Our selected Slytherin and Gryffindor judges (two each- one boy & one girl) will view it. They will then vote on the three best videos. The top three will be viewed by all the Slytherin and Gryffindor seventh years. They then can vote on their favorite. The participants in the number one video will receive a prize of 100 galleons each. A big thanks to all our generous 'sponsors'.

The rules:

1) The video should be an hour to an hour and a half in length (it can be shorter though).

2) The maximum amount of people in the video is four (though two is preferred).

3) The video can be as 'naughty' as you want (wink wink).

4) Only seventh years from Slytherin and Gryffindor may participate in the contest (be in the video) and view and vote on the number one video.

5) Your teammate (s)/ partner (s) must be Slytherin/Gryffindor. NO Slytherin/Slytherin or Gryffindor/Gryffindor will be allowed!

6) You have the right to be in more than one video. No more than five! (Rule five is still enforced.)

7) You have one month and a half to complete and send in your video.

Note: NO LATE ENTRIES WILL BE ACCEPTED!

Thank you,

I hope everyone will take part in this bonding of the houses.

Sincerely,

Blaise Zabini- Slytherin Boy Judge

P.S. If you're a Slytherin you MUST have a Gryffindor partner and vice versa.

THIS IS VERY IMORTANT!

Judges-

Blaise Zabini- Slytherin boy

Pansy Parkinson- Slytherin Girl

Hermione Granger- Gryffindor Girl

Ron Weasley- Gryffindor Boy

That's it. Thanks again, good- bye and can't wait to see the movies!"

"Bonding of the houses? That's the stupidest bullshit I've ever heard," laughed Ron.

"Ron!" exclaimed Hermione, "you shouldn't act that way, I mean it really could bond the houses."

"Only because we're making a sex tape with the Slytherins!" Ron yelled, though slightly blushing.

"Actually, who said it had to be a sex tape? Anyway, you two are the Gryffindor judges, so you'd better start liking this contest," piped up Harry, speaking to Ron more than Hermione. He had been standing about six inches from the school message board rereading the notice.

"Harry are you saying you like this idea?" asked Ron,

"Well, umm not really. I don't think this bonding crap is for real. But you guys are the judges, so you might as well, ummm, erm."

"Embrace it," offered Hermione.

"Yes, you might as well embrace the 'bonding' thing."

Ron rolled his eyes as he muttered under his breath, "Damn Slytherins. Fuck the whole fucking bonding shit."

"So you two guys going to be in any videos?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know. I have a month and a half to think about it," replied Harry. "Hey something doesn't add up. Where did Blaise get the idea of a muggle videotape? And I'm dying to hear what McGonagall has to say about this."

"She doesn't know, only Snape does," Hermione said before gasping and quickly covering her mouth.

"Mione, how do you know that?" Ron questioned.

"Umm, long story?" she said smiling, before turning in the direction of the library.

"C'mon, Mione, tell us. You know something, I can tell," Harry said.

"I'm not sure I can talk about it."

"Mione, we're your best friends, you can tell us anything," Ron said.

"I don't know if I should. I've said too much already."

"How do you know all of this?" Ron said, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Well, I am one of the judges."

"So am I, but I don't know jack shit about this. I didn't even know about this contest. How did I become a judge anyway?"

"That I can answer. I asked Blaise to make you a judge," she said, matter-of-factly.

"You're talking to those bastards!"

"Ronald Weasley, calm down. They're not all 'bastards' as you so crudely put it," she huffed.

"Well since you know them oh so well, what are they like?"

"Both of you shut up. Ron you're a judge, deal. Hermione, tell us what the fuck is going on," Harry interrupted before their little row got dangerous.

"Whatever," Ron mumbled under his breath, waiting for his friend to explain 'what the fuck was going on'.

"Well, I was in the library about two weeks ago," she started.

Ron rolled his eyes, "When are you not?"

Hermione shot daggers at him. "Anyway, I was in the library two weeks ago, studying for our charms exam and rewriting some potion notes. Blaise was there but I wasn't really paying attention to him until he walked over to my table and sat down."

"What?"

"Ron, shut up! Go on, 'Mione," Harry said.

"So Blaise was sitting at my table, and I was ignoring him. I thought he would just go away, but he leaned close to me and starting asking me some questions."

Flashback- (two weeks ago in the library)

"Hi, Mudblood," Blaise whispered at the chocolate haired witch, who was furiously scribbling notes.

"My name's Hermione, not Mudblood."

"But that's what you are isn't it?"

"By Mudblood, you mean Muggleborn, yes," she spat, standing to leave.

"Wait, Mudbl- erm, Hermione, I need some help. I thought you could help me, with your umm, parentage."

The young witch looked into the good-looking wizard's eyes. Seeing no signs or dishonesty, she sat down.

"Well, I had this thought, you see. All the seventh years in Slytherin and Gryffindor get together, for some bonding."

"How do you plan to do this?"

"Well that's where you come in. You see, me being in Slytherin and all, I of course have chosen the most interesting idea to get us to bond."

"Then what do you need me for?"

"Well, I don't exactly know how to work a Muggle video camera," He said blushing.

"Muggle objects don't work properly in Hogwarts."

"Isn't there a spell or something?"

"Yes, and yes I do know it. But why do you need to know how to record things?"

"I was thinking we could make a video. A partner thing, a Slytherin, like myself, and a Gryffindor, like you. There could be more people if you prefer, Slytherin and Gryffindors, of course," he said staring into her eyes.

Before she could react, he bent his head down and kissed her hand. She blushed.

"Do you mean like a sex tape?"

"Not exactly," Blaise answered, grinning innocently. "So will you help me?"

"I think it's crazy enough that it just might work. Plus it'll be a great chance to blow off all the feelings of the coming war. When are we going to do this?"

"Well, spring starts next week, will that work?"

"It'll be perfect. Meet me here tomorrow and I'll help you with that spell," Hermione said standing to leave.

End Flashback

"What?"

"Ron, I just explained everything," sighed Hermione.

"Why am I a judge?"

"Oh, during the past two weeks me and Blaise have been deciding on judges and I thought you would be an excellent judge. Anymore questions?"

"Nope."

"Harry?"

"Nada."

"Well, see you guy's later," she said turning toward the library.

"So, who are you planning to do a video with?"

Harry blushed, 'Draco, perhaps.' "Umm, I don't know."

"Whatever happened to that mystery girl, she's in Slytherin isn't she?"

'Girl, yeah right,' Harry thought.

"Well, I'm gonna go and find me some teammates," Ron said winking.

"See ya mate."

Just then, Hannah Abbot, a pretty Hufflepuff, came barreling past Harry, dropping some papers in her arms.

"Hannah, wait, you dropped this," but she was already gone. He looked down and read the paper in his hands: " All Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff seventh years are cordially invited to a series of parties in the Hufflepuff common room, starting this Saturday. Thank you, Hannah Abbot."

Harry chuckled to himself. He was pretty sure the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were not taking Blaise's notice too well. Walking by himself he started thinking about the contest and if his mystery "Girl " would like to make a video. He was in such deep thought that he didn't notice that certain handsome blonde in front of him.

Crash.

"Hey, watch it! Oh, it's Potty," Malfoy drawled.

"Go find someone else to bother, Ferret," Harry shot back.

"So who's your fantasy Slytherin for the contest?"

"Not you like you were hoping," Harry sneered.

"What was that, you want me to be your partner?"

"In your dreams, Malfoy."

"Sorry Potter, but I wouldn't do a video with you for some obvious reasons."

"Such as?"

"You wouldn't know what to do with someone as talented as myself."

"Is that a challenge, Malfoy?"

"Are you accepting, Potter?"

"Depends, what are your requirements?"

"Not now, Potter. Soon though, I promise. Good day," Draco said walking away swiftly.

Harry stood there confused before returning to his own common room.

Game, set. Match.

TBC

AN: I do not plan on writing for reviews, but this is my first story and reviews would be greatly appreciated. Please give me your honest opinion, if you don't like it, tell me. I don't want a certain amount of reviews but at least 5 would be nice. I'm writing chapter two as we speak, so I'll have it up as soon as I can.