Checkmate
Harry watches as a triumphant smile spreads across Draco's face.
"Checkmate", Draco yells loud enough for everyone in the eighth year common room to hear.
Harry smiles sweetly at him."I will never understand how you get pleasure out of beating someone who has never played the game before" Harry shrugs back.
"It's not just a game Potter. It's a battle of intelligence and class in which I have once again beaten you."
Harry contemplates for a moment, nodding slightly, before reaching out his hand to move a piece. Draco leans forward expectantly, waiting for Harry to make his mistake. However, before Draco has a chance to blink Harry darts his other hand out to mix all the pieces together in one fell swoop.
"How unfortunate", Harry says while beaming up at Draco.
Draco stares in disbelief at the mess which lay before him, after two or three attempts to replace the pieces he gives up.
"Rematch?" Harry suggests sweetly before placing a kiss on the furious boy's cheek.
"Spoilt brat", are the only works Draco mumbles before clearing the board and beginning another game.