Round
Two
Nothing happened
for weeks on end.
I saw her
Hermione
Walking with her stupid little friends
Avoiding my gaze
We had no chance to continue our game
Until
A potions teacher paired us
Adrenaline filled my viens
The
thrill of compitition
For the first part we worked silently
Both formulating our plans
I knew I was attracted to her
I couldn't help it
And I was tired of denying it
And she was obviously attracted to me
Time to play
"Cut the ingredients up, Granger."
She raised a delicate eyebrow
"Who said you were in charge of this project?"
"I did."
She obediantly started in on the ingredients
To my surprise
I could not help watching her
Her attantion to detail
Her submissively lowered head
I was becoming more and more attracted to her
She turned suddenly to look at me
Responding to my scrutiny
"Is there something you want, Malfoy-Ah!"
Blood flowed out of a fresh cut
I had distracted her
She was hurt
I took a hankerchief from my pocket
Wrapping it around her injured finger
My eyes never leaving hers
She was breathless
Spellbound by something
Her honey eyes confused
I held her hand for as long as I dared
Then I had to return to the game
And there was only one thing I wanted
Well, one thing I would say I wanted
"To win, Granger. I want to win."