Hermoine was actually looking forward to this game Malfoy was about to play, she knew she would beat him.
She found her way walking down to the Great Hall, as she opened the doors there she same her two best friends. Ron blushed as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek, and gave Harry a huge Hug.
"Second day and I already miss you guys!" She said almost looking like she was gonna cry. "You can visit me or Ron when ever you want!" Harry smiled at her in a angelic way. Ron ears went pink as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.
There brothers, she though and nothing more, Ron might still have a crush on me but his pecks are getting him no where unlike Malfoy's...
"God what am I saying??" She said aloud. "You ok 'Moine?" She nodded, "I'm going to go to my room now if you need me its muggles."
Remembering her problem with the room she decided to go to Dumbledor firstly, "Coated Cock Roaches with Marshmallow, and butter beer." She spat at the very sentence. "Come in Miss. Granger!" His soft old voice soothed Hermoine. "Um.. Professor there seems to be a problem I have or I should say we have—"
"Miss. Granger its already been done Mister. Malfoy came up early, very kind of him if I might add."
"Right"
"Only 8:30pm!" She had fallen asleep in her new bedroom. It was the colors of Gryfindor, red, and gold. She pleased that they had added a closet and a shelf for her books, and also a nice dresser! She had also found a spell witch made her bed quite comfortable! She now felt more comfortable having her own room more secure and should would know if some sick, twisted, dreamy, muscular, no no no!!! "He's ugly!" No he's not.... As she slid into to slumber
Errr time to meet Malfoy, she kept her robes on because it would be a bit cold.
Running threw corridors, she remebered slightly of her dream.
Dream
She was in her bedroom when she herd a knock, "come in it's open." There he was the hotty, the man of the hour. Ron Weasley.
Dream Done
But why had she had a dream of Ron? He's my brother! Well that's how she felt about him.
Hermoine was getting very tired for having to go threw all these portraits she wanted to win. SHE WOULD HAVE TO! She knew Malfoy loved to play his games, but she also knew that Hermoine had one more point on the score board.
She chuckled to herself, Oh malfoy my Malfoy.
"Granger is that you?"
"Yes, why did I keep you waiting?"
She saw him smirk, he was holding something in his left hand it appeared to be small and moving. In his right he had his broom.
"Soo what are we doing, mind game, a quiz?" She hoped.
He laughed, it sounded dark and cold, Hermoine shuddered.
"You wish eh, Granger" She gave him a dark look.
"No instead we'll be doing things my way!" his smirk grew wider, in a creepy way, Hermoine just stared.
"See this" He took out his left hand and there something. It looked exactly like a snitch, only it moved a bit fasted.
"This is Sniget, before they had Snitch's they used a bird like thing well this is one of them. Since we can't use Snitch's because we might lose it we have to use this."
"So you're telling me I have to fly on a broom stick, and try to catch this bird what if we kill it? Huh?"
"Can't, that's why they used to use it, In Quiditch, this things can be thrown an not die, or are you going to argue and be against it maybe even make a lil thing like you did with those house elves, what was it?" He said with his hand on this chin, looking like he was thinking.
"S.P.E.W.?"
"That right spew!"
"Not spew It's... OH never mind. Well I don't have a brom and-"
"Here," He threw a broom, and Hermoine just managed to catch it. It was a firebolt.
"How do you manage?" She gasped in aw, he has 2 Firebolts??
He just stared at the ground.
"I can't fly."
He looked up at her with his gray eyes, and he laughed. He did this for quite a while till Hermoine finally got her courage up. Her face went crimson. Malfoy loved it when she was like this, she would get pissed off and start raving. He kept staring at her, it was like she was a prize that needed to be won. He would be the first to take this trophy home. He smirked.
"Just try!"
"Fine!" Huffed Hermoine she took the broom and kicked off. To her surprise she was flying. SHE WAS FLYING! Her smile widen when Malfoy did some sort of smile mixed with a smirk.
"Ok, I'm going to let it go and went it goes off the first to catch it wins. Got it?"
Hermoine nodded, she had to win! She had to see if Malfoy liked her, she couldn't or wouldn't let him even the score. It was 1-0, and Hermoine was in the lead in Malfoy's mind game. Her eyes were set on the Sniget that laid in Malfoy hand, she would get it if it was the last she thing she had to do.
The sniget left Malfoy hand and they were off. Malfoy eye stayed on the gold flickering object. He needed this. He didn't care about what he would punish her with, but he could not lose to a mud blood. He couldn't and wouldn't.
Hermoines eyes laid fixed on the gold, the brooms were twig-2-twig, edge-2- edge. Malfoy hand was reached. Hermoine out stretched hers. His arms were bigger but Hermoine was gaining a bit more speed then him. Witch made him furious, she liked it when he was mad. It made her have more spite. Soon her nails were nearly touching it went the Sniget decided to take a little fall. That's when the sniget took a dive and Malfoy's broom dove, Hermoine didn't know what to do till. The Sniget decided to go upward. Right in front of Hermoine, she grabbed it. She grabbed it , she grabbed it. SHE HAD GRABBED IT!
They landed there brooms, Malfoy mouth wide open.
"How did you-"
"Do it?" She interrupted. "I don't know!" Her smile, and laughter was making him ill.
"So I won!" She smile was now a smirk and it was haunting him. He nodded, her smirk was making him more ill the laughter was what was she going to make him do? What would he have to do? Would it be something in front of the whole school? Something private? Something sexual? He gulped.
"Meet me in the liebray in half an hour, got it or I'll make it worse!"
With that she left the room, and a shocked, afraid, curios, Malfoy was left standing.
Hermoine girl you have done it! We don't know how, you know you would have lost but you didn't now were going to find out Malfoy's game, were going to know!
She added a few more ingredients.
What if he doesn't do it? What if he stares at you laughs? Well you know he's going to do it! He's Malfoy "Can take on any challenge!".
She giggled at her thoughts.
What was she going to say, what were going to be his responses.
"Waiting for me?" He said in a sly voice, he took a chair and peered over at what she was doing.
"I guess you can say that, drink this!" She urged.
He stared at the vile and knew exactly what it was, but wasn't keen on drinking it. What if she asks me something personal? Well man of course she is!
"I though you would do this,"
"Yeah, ok , that's fine. Drink it!" She was eager to get started.
With that he took a tiny sip, then a gulp, then the whole vile, with only a little to spare.
"Why do you hate me?" She asked him
"I don't."
"Why do you act like it."
"Because I'm a Malfoy."
"Why did you kiss me"
His eyes widen, but sighed.
"Because I am a sex god, and it's my duty-"
"Tell the truth!" She urged him.
"Felt like it."
"Why me? I'm a mud blood."
"It does matter that you are muggle born, but you just seem like a trophy."
"What is a trophy in your eyes malfoy?"
"A prize, that I'm going to win."
With that Malfoy shut his mouth, he was not going to asked any more stupid questions. Even if it killed him. Hermoine was satisfied and happy. But what did he mean he was a prize.
"That's no fair you got to ask me all those questions what about me?" He said that with a smirk his eyes preceded her skin every time he looked upon, she got shivers down her spine.
"Yes it is "I won!" "She said looking back at him.
"Fine one question, at least Hermoine! Please." He had never seen Malfoy be like this before and she though it was quite entertaining.
"1!" With that she took a little sip of the vile, and that would only give him access to one questions.
He knew exactly what to ask her.
"Why do you hate me?"
"I do not "hate" anyone Malfoy. Especially you! I kissed you before, and I did feel a little moment there. But that's all rather all in all I am quite of you fond, so you can say I like you. You are cute, and" Hermoine stopped herself. Did she fancy him, had she said that to him? With that she left the room.
Draco Malfoy just smirked.
She's Mine.
