What are the odds?

by SweetCondradiction

"How can love be the answer to everything? If she really believed that, she would have been already married and pregnant by the time. Of course it was not the case because, she, Hermione Granger, "The Brightest Witch of Her Age", was way too pragmatic to believe in such a futile concept as love." Dramione story, a bit cliché but fun to read. What are the odds that you read it?

2. Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own the wonderful world of Harry Potter, all credits goes to the great J.K Rowling.

A/N: Thank you so much to all the people who read the story! You can't imagine how happy it makes me. A very special thank you to those who follow the story and those who put it in their favorite. I am still looking for a sweet soul who would like to correct my text before I publish it. Once again, English is not my first language, so please, if you find any mistakes, can you tell them to me? I hope you'll the first official chapter of "What are the Odds"

-SweetContradiction

Let the Game Begin

"It was not that bad, Malfoy," laughed Hermione, "it's not as if she actually kissed you."

"That's it Granger, laugh. It's not you who had just been groped by a old, ugly lady, that smells like she had hidden onions in that big ass of her by the way!" Draco answered loud enough for the "cougar" to hear him.

"Aunt Muriel is not that bad, stop acting so childish," replied Hermione, still laughing her heart off.

She could actually admit that she might have been mean a bit. Asking Draco to go and Dance with Aunt Muriel when the lady only wanted to have a bit of action with a younger model. "She's way too old for that anyway" Hermione thought with a shrug. However, the scene that took place in front of her eyes had been a pretty funny one. Instead of dancing normally, Draco and Muriel seemed to fight more than anything else. Honestly, she could declare the old aunt the winner, she did indeed, had a good feel of the gorgeous blond. The only thing that had not been touched must have been the blond's lips and that was only because he was taller than Muriel. Starting to feel sorry for him, Hermione stop laughing and went closer to the sulking man.

Putting a hand on his arm, the brunette said "Ok I'm sorry; it was not an ok thing to do."

Brushing her excuses with a shrug, he smirked at her and whispered in her ear: "That's ok Granger, the game is still on, I still have the opportunity to make you squirm."

Gulping, Hermione nodded.

"So, I guess it's my turn. What are the odds that you go on the table and start to dance suggestively?"

"No, never Malfoy, I can't do that."

"You know the game, if you don't want to play; you have to face a consequence and I can assure you it would be a lot worse than dancing on a table"

Hermione was thinking, she was sure at 100% that it was not a good idea to dance on a table. First of all, all her friends were present and she was sure that if she started to dance, a lot of people would see her. She was a terrible dancer. She never got the twist that make people move like real dancer. She was more the kind of dancer that looked like they were doing an epilepsy crisis than anything else. But at the same time, if she quitted now, Draco would go away ans she would be alone again, drinking her sorrow. Taking a deep breath, she raised her head and looked at him.

"1"

"That's the Granger I know, ok so let's count"

"1, 2, 3, 2"

Grinning like a Cheshire cat, Draco looked at Hermione who had her head in her hand. If he was being honest, she looked a little bit pitiful. He was about to tell her that she was not oblige to do it when he spotted Aunt Muriel looking at him like if he was a piece of meat she was thinking of eating.

"Come on Granger, get on the table, I'm kind of looking forward for your little dance.

Taking a deep breath, Hermione bent down, taking her heels off. If she was going to dance on the freaking table, she would certainly make sure she would not fall down and make a bigger idiot of herself. She then grabbed a chair, raising a foot to it and then putting her other on. She was nit even on the table yet and people were starting to look in her direction. "They must think I'm about to do announce something of do another stupid speech''

Taking another inspiration, she looked right into Malfoy's eyes and without hesitation, got on the table. She closed her eyes and started to dance.

She was free and she kind of loved it.

Hope you liked the chapter! Sorry for the lack of updating…I'll try to be better in the future. There were many things happening in my life so… Review, like and follow!

Love you all,

-SweetContradiction