Written for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments): Triwizard Tournament (Task 11)

Prompts:

A character in your story must act in an agressive and violent manner, act unpredictably, but not be considered very clever.

"I'm here to eat cotton candy and steal your girl." - Damon Salvatore, The Vampire Diaries

"You know I love you more when you're cold and heartless." - Eric Northman, True Blood

First Entry: Earns you 10 EXP points

End your total word count on either a 0 or a 5: Earns you 5 EXP points

Use Crookshanks the cat in your story: Earns you 10 EXP points

Use the book "Hogwarts: A History" in your story: Earns you 10 EXP points

Word Count:970

Hermione couldn't help thinking that Harry had completely lost her marbles as she apparated into the field where he had opted to hold his 20th birthday party. He was the saviour of the whole wizarding world, for goodness sake, not a five year old. But instead of the sophisticated cocktail party Ginny had begged him to hold, he had chosen to fulfil one of his childhood dreams, and go to the circus. It was almost comical, seeing wizards who had never before seen electricity staring up at the giant neon lights that surrounded the rides.

She would have been feeling a lot more relaxed if it hadn't been for the man standing beside her. She thought it was a terrible idea, announcing their relationship to the world like this, but as Draco had pointed out, her friends would probably be less likely to kill him in front of half of the wizarding world.

Hermione grabbed his hand and he smirked at her reassuringly. She still wasn't entirely sure what to make of their relationship, but she knew that he was a completely different person from the arrogant boy he was at Hogwarts. The war had forced everyone to grow up, and after he fought for their side in the final battle she had viewed him in a different light. Whether Ron and Harry would understand that though, was an entirely different matter.

A slap on her backside made her shriek and glare at the man who was currently occupying her thoughts.

"What?" He smirked innocently at her. "You had cat hair on your dress. How many times have I told you to use a non-sticking spell?"

Hermione grabbed her copy of 'Hogwarts: A History' from her bag and used it to hit him round the head as he muttered something about "that stupid cat". Draco had moved in with her six months ago and he still hadn't got used to Crookshanks.

"Aw. You're so cute when you're mad." He grinned at her, knowing that would wind her up, and was satisfied when she scowled back at him.

"Stop being sappy Draco. You know I love you more when you're cold and heartless." She loved the gentle teasing between them, the way they knew exactly how to annoy each other without driving the other insane.

"Why do you even have that stupid book with you anyway?"

She stared at him, not comprehending how anyone could ask such a stupid question. "You should always have a book. What else would I do if I got bored?"

He raised his eyebrows and winked at her. "I can think of far more interesting things to do-" She hit him again, which shut him up fairly quickly.

"Hermione?"

Her thoughts immediately snapped away from her adorable ginger cat and back to the present, where a less appealing ginger being was staring at her in confusion, his eyes flicking between her and her partner.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" Ron asked, wrinkling his nose in disgust.

"Well Weasley, I'm here to eat the fluffy sugar and steal your girl." Draco said with a wink, taking a bite of the treat Hermione had bought him.

"Cotton candy Draco. It's called cotton candy." Hermione said exasperatedly. She couldn't believe he had said that. Was he trying to make her life difficult?

"Yes. That. I'm here to eat cotton candy and steal your girl."

Ron watched nonplussed. "Steal my girl? And since when is he Draco?" He asked, scowling.

Hermione braced herself for the resulting argument. She expected he would shout at her, and shout at Draco, and then draw his wand and try to do something stupid. "Draco and I are here together Ron. Because we're in a relationship."

She wasn't entirely wrong. He certainly did something stupid.

When the penny finally dropped Ron went very still. His face flashed through various shades of red, to purple, to a pasty white colour. Then, seemingly completely forgetting he was a wizard he ran forward and drove his fist into Draco's face.

Draco doubled over and stepped back and Hermione stood still in shock.

"What the hell?!" She exclaimed as Ron furiously looked on. This was ridiculous. She had expected an argument but not a fist fight. Surely they had all grown up somewhat since school? She was suddenly regretting ever letting Draco convince her that this was a good idea.

"What's he done to you 'Mione? Is it the imperius curse? I'll kill him, I swear!"

"Ron stop!" She screamed as he lifted his arm again.

Draco meanwhile had stood back up, fixing his nose with a quick spell. He was about to give the other man a piece of his mind when he saw Hermione pull her wand out of her pocket. He recognised that murderous glint in her eye and although he thought it would be amusing to watch the Weasel deal with her anger, he really didn't want to make the front page in tomorrow's paper.

"Hermione! No." He grabbed her arm and apparated them back to his flat. As soon as they landed she pulled away from him and stood before him, glaring.

"What did you do that for?" She asked angrily.

"Personally I'd rather my girlfriend didn't get locked away in Azkaban." He grinned at her. "C'mon. I don't think it went that badly. We'll go back to the party when the Weasley idiot has had a chance to calm down."

She glared at him, her hands firmly on her hips. "Exactly how could that possibly have gone any worse?"

Draco pretended to think for a minute. "He could have tried to jinx the hair. Nobody touches the hair."