Chapter 9
After leaving the auditorium, Malfoy had made a detour to the library. He had finally found the book on translating the Joviak language. He needed it to decipher the spell for his father. The only problem he had was that the book read like a muggle stereo manual. He needed help but who would help him?
Just as the thought ended Hermione walked into the Great Hall. A smile spread across Draco's face. The wheels in his head started to turn once more.
Hermione felt that someone was staring at her and looked around. She caught his eyes for only a moment as he looked away. Draco made her get a nervous feeling in her stomach sometimes. The plotting she saw in his eyes as he thought of ways he could probably unearth her. She didn't trust him.
She grabbed a few items and put them on her tray. She didn't feel like company right now and left to her dorm. Draco decided this was his opportunity and left the table to follow her.
She was multi-tasking by the time he got to the common room. She had her face stuck in a book as one hand grabbed some grapes and disappeared behind the book also. She hadn't known he was there, let alone right in front of her.
He quietly moved the tray out of her reach and chuckled inwardly when her hand went to search for food not finding it. She lowered the book and nearly choked on her tongue when she saw him there staring at her.
"Did I scare you Granger?" He pushed her tray back and sat across from her.
"You don't scare me Malfoy,"She lowered her eyes in disgust.
"Here Miss Know-it-all," He tossed her the book from his pocket."Try some real reading."
She glanced at the cover,"Joviak Scripture and Culture Unfolded. Why would I want to read that mind you?" She definetly didn't trust him.
"A challenge for you, if you think your up to it." He pulled out the spell from his other pocket."This spell here needs to be figured out and that book is the only thing that can, I have already done it but I'm not sure I have it correct."
She held out her hand," Then just give me your interpretation of the translation and I will cross reference it with the book."
He shook his head," Now that wouldn't be as fun. I translated the spell within two days. That is the challenging part. I want to see if you can do better.Well seeing that I am a pureblood and you are a lowly muggle, I can see that this isn't a fair game. Nevermind I'll find a pureblood to challenge instead."He stood and stepped closer to take the book.
"No I can do it. I am just as good as any pureblood, even better than most!" She lifted her chin proudly. He smiled knowing that her muggle pride would make her take the bait.
"It's settled then, you have less than 48 hours to finish it. If you succeed I will give you a small prize for your efforts."
"And if I don't translate the spell under two days?"
"A small prize for me."He said winking.
"What! You have to be kidding? I wouldn't give you that if you were the last person on the planet. I would demand a recount and if you still were found being the last person I would become a nun!"
"Then I guess you'll figure out something to give me if you lose."He frowned,'I tried',he thought.
"Well I know I'll win this little bet because I AM smarter than you. I don't care about any stupid prizes. Besides I don't want you trying some spell that you probably translated wrong and have the dorm blow up or something."She thought to herself,'I won't let you get the best of me Malfoy.'With that, she stood up and grabbed the spell from his lap and went to her room.
She sat down at her desk and opened to the first chapter of the book and started to read. After a few moments she felt stiff and uptight and unable to concentrate. She stood up and went to the stereo. She chose a CD from her collection and put it to play.
She sat back down to read. She noticed the book was a form of latin. She had learned latin back in grade school. Dead languages fascinated her. She got settled back into study mode and hummed along with the song playing.
Not two minutes later the door opened and Malfoy stuck his head in."Where in the bloody hell is that noise coming from?" Hermione had forgotten to add a silencing spell to her room, she realized she had gotten in to the music and turned it up pretty loud.
"Sorry, its my stereo. I'll put a spell on the room after you go so it won't bother you again."
Malfoy gave her an odd look,"What's a stare e' o? Do you stare at it to make it go?" He walked in further to investigate.
Hermione stood up and walked over to the stereo."This is a stereo, it plays CD's of muggle musicians, the music comes out of the speakers inside it."
"A CD?"He picked a shiny round disc off the dresser."What wonderful magic can hold a muggle in this small thing?"His eyes grew big and round.
She grabbed the CD out of his hand."There is no person inside of the disc, its a recording of their voice!" She laughed at his stupidity.
"Why does this woman keep calling herself a bitch? Is she angry at herself?" Malfoy asked scratching his head.
She laughed again,"No she's not angry, its just a song! Her name is Meredith Brooks, she just sings the lyrics, she doesn't have to be like them."Muggle music is difficult for people like you to understand, musicians sing songs they think other people want to hear and what sells the CD's. Its mostly about money and popularity. Some musicians write and sing lyrics just to get attention. Listen to the words of the next song and tell me what you think of it."
The next song came on, it was one of the artist more intimate ones. Malfoy stepped closer to the magic box.
( Electricity/Eye to eye/Hey do I know you/I can't speak/Stripped my senses on the spot/I've never been defenseless/I can't even make sense of this/You speak and I don't hear a word/What would happen if we kissed/Would your tongue slip past my lips/Would you run away/Would you stay/Or would I melt into you/Mouth to mouth/lust to lust/Spontaneous ly combust...)
Hermione, against the voice screaming insider her head, leaned forward and used her hand to bring Draco's face to hers.
(The room is spinning out of control/You act like you didn't notice/ You brushed my hand/ Forbidden fruit ring on my finger/ Your such a moral, moral man Would you throw it away?A question /Will I pretend I'm innocent/ What would happen if we kissed/Would your tongue slip past my lips/ Would you run away/ Would you stay/ Or would I melt into you/ Mouth to mouth /lust to lust/ Spontaneous ly combust.../ What would happen if we kissed?)
The kiss was sweet but passionate. Draco wrapped her up into his strong arms and lifted her off the ground. He swayed a bit loosing balance and they fell on the bed panting.
( I struggle with myself again /Quickly the walls are crumblin' /Don't know if I can turn away)
"Draco I don't think we shou..."He silenced her with his mouth.
(What would happen if we kissed/Would your tongue slip past my lips/Would you run away/ Would you stay/ Or would I melt into you/ Mouth to mouth/ If we kissed... Would your tongue slip past my lips/Would you run away/Would you stay/Or would I melt into you/Mouth to mouth /If we kissed...oooooooo ahhhhh If we kissed...oooooooo ohhhhh ooooo ahhhh)
The song had ended but the moment did not. They explored each others bodies with quick hands.
"Oh Hermione,"Draco moaned. She kissed him again, she nibbled on his ear, his neck and then...THUMP!
The sound made when he hit the floor. He sat up in disbelief not knowing what happened.
"What the...why did you?"He stammered not able to muster up the brain power to finish.
With her eyes shining brightly,"Paybacks a bitch Draco, how do you like it?" She smiled, she got him back at his own game.
It took only a minute for his face to contort into anger and malice. He jumped up to pounce on her and found a wand pointed at his nose.
"Don't even think about it!" Hermione had readied herself for this.
He growled,"This isn't over you filthy mudblood!" He turned on his heels and slammed the bathroom door on his exit from the room. She then heard his door slam as well.
She leaned back on to the bed with a sigh of relief. "I'm glad he gave up without a fight. I think it would have been hard to explain that to Dumbledore." She said outloud. She sat up and got off the bed. It was time to go back to work. A bet was a bet. She was very happy with herself after that performance and it put her in to the mood for winning more.