Inspired by a tumblr post shared in Strictly Dramione

He stepped through the Floo, brushing soot and powder from his hair. Expecting to see Granger sprawled out across the sofa with her nose in a book, Draco frowned when she was no where in sight.

"Granger?" He called.

Nothing.

Arching an eyebrow, he noticed there was a book tossed into the floor. It hadn't been set down gently, but thrown and it has landed with its pages crinkled, and the spine broken.

Draco swallowed his laugh. He made his way through the flat, coming to a stop in the door way of their kitchen. "Why are you standing on that chair?"

Granger stood on top of one of the chairs that she insisted they buy when they moved in, her hair a wild halo around her. "I live here." She snapped. "I'll stand where I want." Her cheeks were red.

A long best of silence passed before he laughed. Draco ran a hand down his face. "Granger," he pressed. "Come down from there."

She shook her head.

"Where's the spider?" Draco asked, and her blush slid down her neck. "You do realize you're a witch, don't you? You could blast it to death with a flick of your wrist."

"It crawled on my hand, and I dropped my wand." She whined.

He sniggered. "So summon it?"

She put her hands on her hips. "I knew you would be home in a few minutes. I tried to kill it."

"With the book?"

Hermione chewed her bottom lip. "Maybe. Are you going to kill it or what?"

"Depends," Draco mused. "What do I get in return?"

Her eyes flashed as she huffed. "For fuck's sake, what do you want? It's going to get away!"

"Maybe it will crawl on the bed while we're sleeping and get trapped in that unruly mane of yours."

Hermione hopped off the chair, eyeing the floor around her. "I'll suck you off at the gala this weekend in the loo if you go kill it."

"Don't wear knickers either," Draco said smoothly.

"Fine. Go." She turned him by his shoulders and pushed him toward the living room.

He laughed and crouched down of front of the sofa. "Fuck, this thing is huge!"

The chair toppled over as she resumed her spot on it. "Set it on fire if you have to. I don't care, just kill it!"

Draco settles for squishing it with her book, grimacing as he saw it was the first edition of a muggle book he'd bought her. "Do you have any idea how much this was?"

She looked sheepish. "I'm sorry."

He's buy her another, Draco supposed.