Chapter 2

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"Malfoy, I swear, I didn't steal your wand" Hermione says in a serious tone.

"I will ask you one more time before I take drastic measures. Give me back my wand." Draco said slowly, with such danger it made Hermione shiver. Of course, he noticed this. Good, that's what he wants her to do.

"Malfoy! I swear to Merlin, I didn't steal your stupid wand" cried Hermione on the verge of tears, but then remembered she had her own wand. In a swift movement, she flicked out her wand and pointed it at his chest. She saw a glint of fear flash in his grey eyes. Good, that's what she wants him to do.

This reminded her of the time she punched him. But before any physical contact, she held her wand to his neck, and he was at her mercy. Not this time. He stood his ground, but she mustered all of the Gryffindor bravery she had.

Hermione began to take slow, small steps in his direction. She expected him to back up, but he did no such thing. His glare only turned colder, and a chill ran through Hermione's spine.

"Now, I have no intent to harm-"

"Oh, shut the hell up, Granger. If you didn't intend to hurt me, then why is your wand out?" He said, sneering.

Hermione, feeling uneasy under his sneer, readjusted her wand in her hand. Draco took this window of opportunity and used his Seeker reflexes to snatch the wand right out of her hand.

He twirled her wand lightly around in his hand, smiling at it like a little girl would at a daisy. He glanced at Hermione. She was obviously furious. She was sending him glares of pure fire, and her hair was noticeably larger now. It looked like how a mad scientist's would, buzzing with electricity.

"Wha- You little- GIVE IT BACK!" she screamed. She began to storm toward him, filled to the brim with hate. He simply pointed the wand at her chest now, and she abruptly stopped. She stared at the wand. Her wand.

"If you make one more move towards me, I will hex you. You know I will" Draco said, staring down at her with no clear emotion. He looked almost… calm. How dare he!

Hermione weighed her options. Would she give into the little prick, or would she risk her own life, and pick a fight she certainly would lose? Fuming, she stomped away, and plopped down crisscrossed, arms crossed.

Satisfied, Draco sat down across from her. He twirled her wand around, knowing it would make her furious. She snarled at him, and he gave her an innocent smile. "Granger looks like she's about to pounce" Draco thought. Truth was that he didn't really want to hurt her. Not meaning that he cared for her, Merlin no. He just didn't like the idea of being trapped in a small space with a dead person. He tucked the wand safely in his pocket and adjusted it so that she couldn't quickly snatch it away from him.

Both counted the number of stones that made up the wall. Both inspected their hands. Hermione braided her hair about 17 times. She normally wouldn't do something so girly, but she was desperately bored. Checking her watch, she saw they had been there for 4 hours, even though it felt like 4 years.

Draco felt similar, except he had no hair to braid and no watch to constantly check. He glared at her with envy. 45 minutes later, Draco couldn't take it anymore.

"Granger, I'm bored" he said, whining.

"So?" she snapped.

"So, I want you to entertain me" he said like was the most obvious thing in the world.

"No way, ferret. I will never ever ever ever-"Hermione would have continued the chant if Draco hadn't whipped out her wand.

"If you do, I'll give this back to you," he said, wiggling his eyebrow playfully.

"And if I choose not to?"

"Oh, I don't know. Your precious wand might accidently… snap!" He said, mimicking breaking a wand with his hands.

"Okay, okay." Hermione said rather quickly. She didn't know what she would do without her wand. She couldn't live without the thing.

Smirking, Draco tucked the wand back into his pocket. When Hermione squeaked in protest, Draco said sturdily, "After, the game."

"Game?"

"Yes. You, Hermione Granger will play a game with me" he said slowly as if explaining it to a 3 year old, motioning to her then himself.

"I rather die" Hermione said narrowing her eyes.

"Your choice" he replied slyly. Then, he brought his hands up, made a sad clown face, and motioned breaking a wand.

"Fine, fine" she said, rolling her eyes. "Which game?"

Draco's eyes narrowed mischievously, "Truth or dare."

"Oh no, Draco Malfoy. I am NOT playing truth of dare with a slytherin. That's plain stupid."

"Have it your way then. Spin the bottle."

Hermione looked at him as if he had sprouted a third arm on the top of his head. Her face turned the slightest shade of green.

He chuckled, "So then it's settled. Do you pick truth, or dare?"

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