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Head Business



"I need to talk to you Granger," he said watching with disguised glee as two thirds of the golden trio held their anger in.

"Surely it can wait till the meeting this evening, can't it Malfoy?" she asked, turning the pages in the morning paper, for all purposes actually looking like she was reading.

"No…it can't."

"Just leave it Ferret boy," Weasley spat at him, "she'll talk to you later."

"No can do Weasel bee," he interrupted, "It's an urgent matter that needs to be addressed right away."


"Yes Granger," he said impatiently, "right now!"

She sighed, "Fine." Folding up the newspaper, she downed the last of her pumpkin juice, "I'll see you in class," she told them.

While they smiled and said a nice pleasant goodbye to Granger, the parting look they shot Draco was anything but nice. He almost laughed at them, but that would only provoke them. And he had other things to take care of.

As they walked down the hallway, Draco let her take the lead. It was always fun to watch her walk in front of him. He noticed a seemingly abandoned classroom, just perfect.

"Oi Granger," he said, pointing his head towards it, "We can do this in there."

"A classroom?"

"Would you rather do this in the hallway?"

"Whatever you say," she said rolling her eyes, entering the classroom before him. Remarkable she didn't flinch at all when he sealed the room, turning around she asked him, "What took you so long?"

"Snape wanted to have a chat about something rather unimportant. Impatient?" He asked moving right in front of her.

"Maybe a little," she smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck, "You just didn't leave us much time."

"How much?"

Looking at her watch, "About fifteen minutes."

"Plenty of time."

"A bit confident aren't you Mr Malfoy?" She laughed.

"With very good reason Miss Granger," he winked, shuffling her backwards till she bumped into a desk, which she sat upon. "Allow me to show you."

Leaning up, she whispered, "By all means, show me."