YAY! Another Chapter!

Soul-Simplicity... yes, i know you love me... but when you review... do make a point?

Anyways, I only own the plot... a lot of it borrowed from stuff I've seen in real life, books, movies, etc etc. I don't think this chapter came from anything. It feels pretty original to me...I donno, haha.

Additionally, please do note that Draco is still Jake

The Malfoy Game

"Are you gonna come in," Jake asked, "or are you gonna stand there, staring at me?"

Hermione was in her own world now.

Jacob M. Alexander, the land lord, waved his hand in the direct view of Hermione's eye sight. Hermione snapped back to reality.

"You never answered my question..." Hermione was shaking now, trying to hold herself back.

"Well, it does seem kind of obvious doesn't it?" Jake smirked, cocky as usual.

Hermione did not answer.

Jake waved her in and walked back into his office. He sat on his chair as Hermione walked in. Hermione looked around.

TV, DVR, X-Box, refrigerator, computer, book shelves, magazines, posters, plants, rugs… I'm tired of looking... Well, I'm sure he's stacked, at least.

The room it self was plain looking and large, but the land lord had put so much stuff in it that it looked small and crowded. A book was lying on top of his desk.

Pride and Prejudice... rich, arrogant bastard and a poor, beautiful girl...never gonna happen. Not in a million years...

Hermione sat in the chair across Jake.

"You knew I lived here..." Hermione finally spoke.

"Well, I knew a Granger lived here," Jake sniggered, "but it says it's a man on my residence list. The last time I checked, you didn't have a penis."

It was true. When Draco first bought the complex and read the list of residents, the first name that popped into his eyes was "Granger". He had ignored it as a mere coincidence, having never seen Hermione in the complex before. Once he met Hermione at Barnes & Nobles, it was obvious that the man was Hermione's father.

"My parents technically rented the place, but I'm the only one who lives here." Hermione explained.

"I see." Jake tried to look understanding.

"But,"Hermione continued, "after meeting me at Barnes& Nobles you should have known that I lived here. Why didn't you tell me that you owned this place?"

Sharp girl isn't she... well, duh

"Yes, I did realize you lived here, and I could have told you that I was your land lord," Jake explained, "but, if I had told you, you wouldn't view me as Jake, would you? You would only view me as your land lord. Did you expect me to be OK with that?"

Huh? What does he mean by that?

Long silence

"Anyways," Jake broke the silence that was getting torturously awkward. "What can I help you with?"

"The money," Hermione began, looking embarrassed, "is running a bit late. You see, my parents live in England, and every monetary infrastructure seems to be going haywire in that country at the moment. The money should be ready in a couple of days."

"So you won't be paying the rent by end of today?" Jake asked.

"It seems." Hermione avoided Jake's eyes.

Well, she won't even look at me in the eyes. Let's play the Malfoy game shall we?

"I guess you won't be living here for a couple of days then." Jake sniggered evilly. "Shall I help you take all of your stuff out?"

"WHAT?" Hermione was filled with enraged shock as she stared straight into Jake's eyes.

What happened to just being late on the rent? Or two weeks notice?

Well, she finally looked at me in the eyes.

"Oh, now you look at me." Jake smirked.

Damn, I still can't tell the color of her eyes. Do I need glasses or something? I don't wanna end up like Harry Potty... and I can't blame bad lighting forever... For Merlin's sake why am I thinking about the color of her eyes to start out with? I should be initializing my plans to get Hermione to go out with me...

"How's this?" Jake suggested. "If you go on a date with me, I will forget about your rent for the month."

Hermione was filled with disgust.

Bloody bugger...

"The money will be ready by 6 PM..." Hermione turn around, about to tear up, and walk out.

I wonder if the bank will give me a loan... Is it still open? Do I have to go ask a neighbor for money? This is so embarrassing! WHY DOES BAD THINGS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?

Perhaps I pushed it a little too far with the fooling-around.

"Hermione," Jake called.

"WHAT?" Hermione turned around; tiny drops of tear rolled down her eyes.

"Forget about your rent, period." Jake tried to smile.

Huh...?Is he serious?

"Thank you." Hermione said as she was about to leave the office.

I still wanna know the color or her eyes... I need to stop being so bothered about that...

"Can I ask you a question?" Jake stopped her.

"What?" Hermione tried to reply as patiently as possible.

"What's the color of your eyes?" Jake asked.

My eyes?

"It"s brown." Hermione was confused, but answered with a straight face.

BROWN? What do you mean BROWN? I could have sworn I saw blue or green...

Hermione was about to shut the door.

Oh, bloody hell. I'm gonna ask for her number now. I don't think I'll get another chance anyway.

"Wait!" Jake stopped her, again.

"What?" Hermione seemed annoyed as she poked her head back into the office.

"Can I at least have your cell number?" Jake asked, showing the best puppy eyes a guy could possibly manage.

"You have my home phone number don't you?" Hermione was truly annoyed.

Bloody hell, how did I not think of that?

"Well, yes," Jake explained, trying to soothe Hermione's annoyance, "but, I only know that number because I'm your land lord. If I can get your cell number and call that, it will feel more... special."

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"Well... that's too bad isn't it?" Hermione replied coldly and shut the door.

Ouch... I did push too far.

YAY! Another chapter done!

We'll see what happens next. It's not over yet.