-Poker Face- Lady Gaga
"…I wanna hold 'em like they do in Texas please
Fold 'em let 'em hit me raise it baby stay with me
I love it
Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked, I'll play the one that's on his heart…"
"Lay 'em down boys. Momma's bringing it home!" Ginny laughed, placing a full house on the table. She grabbed the galleons, sickles, knuts and mini bottles of fire whiskey and placed them at her side.
"Aw! 'Mione! I don't understand this game at all! She's cheating!" Ron sent a glare to his sister.
"It's not very hard, Ronald. I'm sure even the brainless git Malfoy can play this game." Hermione retorted.
"Is that a bet, Granger?"
Hermione turned around a glared. "I don't believe I was talking to you, Malfoy. You best stay out of people's business."
"You were talking about him, which is to him, mud blood. I can't believe even you wouldn't get that." Pansy Parkinson snarled.
Ron stood up and drew his wand, poking Pansy in the chest. "Watch your mouth, Parkinson. Why don't you and ferret over there go snog in a broom closet and leave us alone!"
"Ron! They're not worth it. Come sit down." Harry said, pulling on Ron's sweatshirt.
Ron, now red-faced, sat down.
"Like I was saying, are you challenging me Granger?" Malfoy butted back in.
"Fine, Malfoy. If you wish to play, then you may. But it will cost you ten galleons a piece." Hermione said, setting her cards on her table and looking directly to each member of his group.
Malfoy glared but let it pass. "And If I win?"
"The lot, of course."
"What if I want something else?"
"What would that be, Malfoy?" Hermione sighed.
'You.' Draco mildly thought. "A favor, perhaps."
Seeing Malfoy smirk, Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Alright. You're on. In return, I bet the same; a favor."