Tease

Dangerous Fights

Draco slammed his bedroom door in anger. He hadn't even done anything and she pounced on him. Not literally - although that might be fun...

Back to hating her.

If she feels comfortable being suspicious, I shall give her good reason to be.

His lips finally broke into a smile, strengthened by a new resolve.


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Hermione slowly creeped out of her room. She spotted Draco and began her well-rehearsed apology.

"Hey Draco can I-?" He slammed the portrait door. "Be rudely interrupted," she finished.

She scowled at the closed door and slung her bookbag over her shoulder.

She went down for breakfast and when passing by the Slytherin table, she deliberately looked away.

"Hey Hermione, finally pulled yourself away from the library?" Harry grinned as she sat down.

She slammed her heavy textbooks down on the table and rolled her eyes. "Don't start. I'm not having a good day"

"Oh," Ron muttered in between bites."Ohhh - it's that time huh?"

Her brows furrowed together. "What?"

"The time of the month," he said.

"Right, Ron. We women are completely incapable of having bad days unless it's that time of the month"

He turned toward Harry and whispered. "Must be really bad cramps."

She just rolled her eyes and flipped through her Potions textbook, blocking out Ron's well-hidden whispers.

Wormwood - Grassroot - Cilium

'Wormwood-Grassroot - Cilium' she repeated to herself

"So, snog any ferrets lately?"

"RON!" Hermione gave him a look and Harry hit him over the head.

"Beg your pardon. Shag any ferrets lately?"

She sent him a smoldering glance.

"NO. Besides, he hasn't been in the greatest mood lately"

"Since when has he been a blond ball of fun?"

"Be quiet," she scolded. "He never ignores me. It's usually some insult or another"

"Hermione, you don't miss that do you?" Harry asked in surprise. Hemione shifted in her seat.

"Maybe he just lost his hair gel," Ron guffawed and had to have Harry thump him on the back to swallow properly.

Great...I come down to breakfast the day Ron decides to imitate his twin brothers.

Hermione opened her bag to put her book back and a basket tumbled out before she could cover it up.

Everyone saw the contents: handcuffs, vibrator, dildo, lubrication, Patented Daydream Charm and a large blow up picture of Draco.

Oh my...I am going to kill him.

Ron had finally stopped laughing but the entire Slytherin table was in an uproar.

Pansy flipped her hair haughtily and Goyle looked confused. Blaise wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes.

"Genius," he proclaimed.

Draco simply shrugged in false modesty. He was too busy enjoying her face focus intensely on his. And her chest heaving in anger...

He turned himself away. The laughter had died down but he was sure that Hermione's rage was still in full fury.

"Do you have a quill?" Crabbe asked.

Draco reached into his robes and pulled out the first thing he found. But instead of a quill, a small bottle was in his grasp.

A loud voice boomed from the miniscule object.

"You won't have to worry about erectile dysfunction any longer! Take a sip of Pep Up and you'll never be down again"

Silence

Nobody at the Slytherin table said a thing but he could hear distinct laughter come from the other tables.

"Problems Draco?"

He turned around to find Hermione smiled down sweetly at him. He simply stared back, stunned silent.

"I'm here for you," she said with amused sympathy.

He should have known better than to start their war again.


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"Are we even - or shall we proceed to round two?" Draco scowled at Hermione, who was smiling even without looking up from her books.

She looked up and jerked back when his face was almost an inch away from hers. "I feel like playing another game," he said while running his fingers through her curls.

"I-uh-don't care much for games"

"Really?" he smirked.

"Yes," she said forcefully, trying to edge away.

"Too bad"

She quickly got up when he backed off but shrieked when a pair of handcuffs held her to the chair.

"What the hell is this?"

He stilled her frantic movements by pressing her against the back of the chair and kissed her deeply. She automatically reached up to his shoulders, but realized that she was still imprisoned with the chair.

He smiled. "This - Granger - is my favorite sexual fantasy"

She gasped and he almost cried triumphantly until she shoved his chest. He stumbled back and she had her wand out and vanished the cuffs.

"How dare you? I knew you would do something like this!"

"Back to the paranoia are we?" he mumbled, while rubbing his chest.

"You are such a perverted barbarian"

"I haven't even done anything halfway forceful"

"What? Planting those wretched kisses on me wasn't forceful?"

"No," he laughed in disbelief. "I certainly didn't come close to raping you"

"Right. Because you'd never be able to"

"No," he corrected. "Because you'd never say no"


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