Draco

As she left the table, I couldn't help but to look at her. What had she just gotten me into? I wasn't going to be punked in front of my boys. She had always been able to see right through me. I hated it. Even when we went to summer camp together from eighth grade to senior year. I always thought she was cool. But she stayed to herself and wasn't as popular as she could have been. I wondered why she didn't try to put on shine like the rest of the girls on campus. I know it was a bitch move to put her on front street in front of the fellas. But I didn't want them to think I was soft. And after they caught me being all uptight after the altercation with Marcus, they were already giving me hell about her.

I told them it was because she was a nice girl, who wasn't like the other females they deal with. But they took it as me liking her. Far from the truth. I had to save face, but now it was costing me. This bet was definitely going to be interesting. I still wanted to know what Harry knew, and now that she was gone, it was the perfect time to ask him.

"Hey Harry. What's up with your girl?"
Yeah, tell us what she didn't want him to know," said Theodore.
Harry was smiling. "As much as you were all snapping on her clothes and talking about her not being a lady." He laughed. "She's probably more of a lady than most of the females in here."
"Get real, son. That girl trucks it in jeans, t-shirts and tennis shoes every chance she gets. Her putting on shorts is the closest she'll ever get to showing some skin," said Blaise. He was from New York City.

"Naw kid. Between the balls, dinners and lunches her family has her going to, she has enough gowns, suits, and career wear to donate for three years to her favorite charity. The only time she gets a break from that is when she's here. Oh, and by the way, she mostly wears designer couture. Never wears the same thing twice. Good luck, Draco."

"I never knew that. How do you know this?" Draco asked.
"I know her family, brother. We grew up together." Harry said.
"Lavender, you knew about this?"
"Yeah. Didn't you see us trying to tell you not to take this bet? Y'all are slow."
"So she was trying to stick me for my paper?"
"No fool. She has her own. She probably wanted to get back at you for talking shit about her. And she won. Don't forget to email us those details." Lavender said, getting ready to leave.

I looked down at my watch. Man, it's almost 2:30 p.m. I was going to be late for class.

Hermione

I got an email on Thursday from Draco letting me know that he would meet me Saturday morning at 10 a.m. to go on our shopping excursion. I got my car from the student designated parking lot on Friday afternoon, so I could sleep in. I loved my Audi coupe. Most people saw the student tags but figured it belonged to a grad student. Not me. Which was the way I wanted it. I don't like flashing if I don't have to. But trust me, I got the best of everything from clothes, to shoes, to cars, to vacations. Go big or go home, is what my parents always said. But here at school, it was my chance to just be me. I enjoyed not having to be so prim and proper and on guard like I have to be back home. When Draco talked about me in front of other people like that, I decided to show him exactly what he was working with.

Friday came and went, and I slept soundly forgetting about what was to come. I lived in a quad. My roommates Romilda from my side, Padma, and Parvati got along famously. Padma and Parvati went home for the weekend, and Romilda's parents were picking her up this evening to take her back home for a doctor's appointment she had on Monday. It would be the first time in a long time that I had the quad to myself. It was going to be great. No one to come and bother me. Just sleeping and studying, working out and vegging out in front of the television. Mmmm, it sounded perfect.

Draco

I know I emailed Hermione and told her that I would be there at ten. But I just couldn't get past how she tricked me. I found myself up at 8 am, getting showered and dressed. After grabbing breakfast at the commons, I decided to go over now. Why wait. The sooner we went, the sooner I could be done with this. And save face with the frat. They kept asking me where we were going to go. I kept telling them I didn't know. I think they wanted to go for the show. But, even I wasn't that heartless. I called over to Lavender's room to let her know to meet us at Hermione's in a half an hour.

"I can't go." she said. "I'm sick. I think I caught that bug that's been going around campus. You're going to have to go without me."

"Ok. Well, feel better."
As I made my way to Bixby Hall, I swiped my student ID and entered the building. I signed in at the front desk, and took the stairs to the third floor. "Room 302."
It must be at the end of the hall. I passed by several pretty co-eds starting their day. Some I knew, who gave me flirtatious looks. Others who winked and smiled at me. I was a handsome dude. Tall, pale with steel blue eyes. I was well built, and had charm and swagger for days. I knew I was winning. Most girls loved me. Just not the girl I was going to see. Hermione was always annoyed by me. Most times I thought she was just indifferent or hated me. She kind of got on my nerves.

As I approached the door, I knocked four times. After a minute. A pretty blonde opened the door. "Can I help you?"
"Yeah. I'm here to meet Hermione."
"Oh. You must be Draco."
"Yeah. Did she tell you about me?"
"Nope. It was penciled in on calendar. So I figured it was you." She turned and motioned for me to walk in and I followed. "You're here early aren't you? I thought you guys were meeting at 10. It's 8:50 in the morning."

The room was dark, as the curtains were still drawn. She turned on the light near the door, and opened the drapes of the window by her bed. Light flooded into the room.
She gave me that look that all the girls give me. Like they want to try me or something. I ignored her looks at me. "Have a seat, if you want."

I looked over to my right and saw a form on the other bed. It was Hermione. She looked so peaceful sleeping there, her hair fanning out over her pillow. She had the face of an angel, when she wasn't being mean to me. I could tell she must be dreaming something pretty good. She had the most beautiful smile over her face. Who looks gorgeous in their sleep? She had kicked off most of her covers, and she lay there in a baby t and short shorts, showing off her toned stomach and legs. Her arms delicately rested above her head, and I ….What was I doing? I was staring, that's what I was doing.

I felt a finger tap me on the shoulder. "See something you like?"
It was her roommate Romlida. I was busted.

"Uhhh. I was debating if I should just wake her up now, or call from downstairs."
"Well you're in here now. You may as well wake her up. That's what you came early for, isn't it?"

Romilda was starting to annoy me. But being the guy that I am, waking her up was exactly what I did.

Hermione

Draco quickly opened the curtains over Hermione's bed, so they almost snapped back. The gust of wind from the action hit her in her face. "Rise and shine. The malls are waiting."

The light flooding into my field of vision was blinding.
"Noooooo." I whimpered. "I have to get more sleep." I immediately grabbed the covers and shielded myself from the light flooding in my window.

"Oh, no you don't. We've got plans for you to prove me wrong today. Remember?"
I blinked continuously trying to get my eyes to focus on what was pulling me out of a blissful sleep. As I looked at those eyes staring back at me. I knew trouble was afoot.

"Uggghhhh! Draco. What time is it?"
"It's 9 am. Time for you to get up."
Ohh, I am not getting out of this bed before 9:30. The malls can wait."
"Oh, yes you are."
"Oh no the hell I'm not."
"Oh, yes you are. Unless you want me to tell every one you reneged on the bet."
"You can tell them whatever you want. The email said you were meeting me at 10. It's not 10."
"The early bird catches the worm. And you need all the help you can get."
"The only thing I'm catching are a few more zzzz's."

I rolled over facing away from him. I couldn't believe he had the nerve to come in here and wake me like he was a drill sergeant. This is not the army. The next thing I knew, I felt a pair of strong arms gather me from the bed and I was in his arms. He smelled fantastic. Wait a minute. What the hell was I saying?

"Put me down."
Romilda was laughing hysterically at our antics.
"Romilda, what color is her towel? She nodded to the Caribbean blue Egyptian cotton towel hanging from the hook. He grabbed my shower caddy, and headed straight for the bathroom on the other side of our room. He set me down in the bathroom, politely sat my shower caddy in the sink and handed me the bath towel.

"I'll see you soon," he said with a smirk on his face.
This guy had nerve. I wanted to slap him. Reluctantly, I began my facial cleansing regimen and began brushing my teeth. Afterwards I took a hot shower lathering myself from head to toe in body wash. The smell awakened my senses and soon I was feeling refreshed. As I unwrapped the towel from around my head and dried off my body, I realized I was without my robe. "Dammit."

After finishing my beauty ritual, I tiptoed to the door of Padma and Parvati's side where I was. I cracked the door open and whispered Romilda's name.

"She's not here. She went down to breakfast. She said she'd be right back, though. What do you need?"
"I forgot my robe. Or should I say, you forgot my robe. Can you please hand it to me?"
"Which one is it?"
"The blue one."
He handed me the robe and I quickly closed the door and put it on. After emerging from the other side, I began to gather underwear and clothes for the day.
I decided to get dressed in the other room, when he stood up.
"I'll step outside so that you can get dressed, ok?"
"Thanks. I won't be long."
"Take your time. It's not nearly 10 a.m."
After he left, I put on my bra and panties, a pair of dark jean capris, a black and gold tee and some black wedges. I changed over to my black coach bag, and after flat ironing my hair, dabbing on a bit of perfume, and opened the door.

"I'm almost ready."

I pulled out my makeup bag and got my eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss out. After applying these three things and putting on my sunglasses, I was ready to go. I glanced at the clock and looked up at him smugly. It was only 9:45. "Lets do this."