Tease

Sneaky Cheaters

This is over - this whole stupid game. Hermione Granger has quit.

Hermione sighed in defeat. It was for the best. This was getting out of hand.

"Mione, Creevey's been saying something about you and Mal-"

"It's nothing Harry" she turned toward him.

Nothing anymore. I won't continue with Draco's useless games.

"HERMIONE!"

She whipped around, her face flaming, and found Malfoy loudly sending flying kisses to her. She narrowed her eyes at him and he skipped away, singing something...

"Sex Bomb Sex Bomb woah Sex bomb - baby you can turn me on!

Her face went ashen. She turned sheepishly toward Harry who raised an eyebrow at her.

"All right! We're having a sordid affair and I want to have ten of his babies. Four of which I've already had and have secretly hidden away. Happy?"

Harry's eyes shot up.

"R-really?"

"Those stretch marks speak for themselves"

She smirked at him as he attempted to close his widely open jaw.

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How could Malfoy do this?

She had not done a thing to him in four days yet he relentlessly pestered her.

Hermione had received a singing telegram, three enlarged golden snitches painted with the words 'Draco's Sex Toy' brightly painted on them, and a particularly provocative corset. All were sent to her during meals, in the Great Hall, for the whole school to see.

How convenient.

Hermione repeatedly banged her head against the table.

"Hermione - you doing ok?" Ron asked concernedly.

"Oh nothing - Malfoy's just the perfect little devil - making my life a living hell. It's nothing really," she rolled her eyes.

She met Draco's gaze and gave him a cold stare. He just made a kissing face at her.

Victory!

Draco leaned back, enjoying life back on top. Hermione had not done a thing in a week. She was either out of ideas or she has come to terms with the fact that I am her superior.

Either way - it was her loss.

"Draco - what's the matter? You haven't let me come to your room in the LONGEST time!" Pansy whined.

Merline save me.

"I'm not interested"

"Why?" she squealed in her awful shrill voice.

"I've got other things to do"

"Like the mudblood?" she spat.

Draco raised his eyes at her.

"What?"

"Come on! You're the one who has been flaunting the fact around the school"

"It's just a joke!" Draco sneered.

"Is it?"

He simply stared back

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Hermione finally sickened of the 'romantic' mails, escaped to her usual refuge, the library. Madam Pince had assured her that no packages or mails could be sent to the Silent Study Corners, for fear of disturbing other students.

"Hi Blaise"

Hermione was surprised to find one of Malfoy's close friends actually coming within 10 feet of the library. Crabbe and Goyle weren't exactly models of academic excellence.

He wasn't too bad on the eyes either. He was the exact opposite of Malfoy, with dark hair and skin contrasting Malfoy's paleness.

He looked up surprised. "Oh - hello Granger"

"You can call me Hermione," she smiled lightly.

Besides beating Malfoy at his own game, Hermione had added 'improving interhouse relations' to her to do list. Since the first one had miserably failed, she decided to move on to the next one.

"Ok..." he said uncertainly. But he smiled back nonetheless.

She shifted the book in her hand, her hip tilting slightly to accomodate the heavy load. Hermione's lip twitched when she found his gaze stuck on the skin left uncovered below her blouse.

She cleared her throat and his head jerked back up.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

"No - no! I wasn't looking - really -"

"Looking at what?" she asked in mock ignorance. He paled.

"Never mind. What were you asking?"

"You look a little...down"

"Oh - that. It's just Pansy"

"Oh," Hermione said understandingly. Blaise had recently been blatantly admiring Pansy but the snotty little Slytherin's sights were set on another fellow Slytherin.

"It's all over. I'm moving on to better things," he said, his gaze resting a little too long on her neckline.

Interesting.

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Hermione invited Blaise to sit in the Gryffindor table with her. At first, he had been a little hesitant, but he soon agreed.

Harry seemed amused at Hermione's new Slytherin 'friend.'

"He is a friend. Honestly!"

Harry just rolled his eyes and continued sipping his soup.

Blaise settled next to her and she smiled at him. He quietly ate his meal, choking suddenly.

"Wha-"

He turned toward Hermione who smirked at him. She had run a cold finger down the length of his spine and he felt the tingles down to the bone.

He cleared his throat.

Hermione spotted Draco who was looking curiously at Blaise and herself. She waved and then tilted Blaise's head for a soft kiss. She winked at him, his face still covered in shock.

She continued eating her meal quietly and Blaise, finally coming to his senses, gave a sly smile back to Hermione. He had heard the rush of whispers that had instantaneously spread across the room.

Colin Creevey had his notebook whipped out in a second, scribbling down details of the scandal.

Hermione Granger cheated on Draco Malfoy!