Title: Truth or Dare
Summary: On a sunny Saturday, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy are stuck together in the quiet library, doing a project for History of Magic. But the work is forgotten when the two start to play a game of truth or dare…
"Would you stop doing that? It's distracting," hissed Hermione Granger angrily for the third time today. It had only been fifteen minutes since her and Draco Malfoy had walked in the library and he was already doing something that made Hermione want to throw something at him.
"Stop doing what? Stop doing this?" asked Draco with an arched eyebrow, tapping his fingers against the table.
Draco slowly stopped drumming his fingers on the table and looked at Hermione expectantly.
"Go back to your work Mudblood. The quill's not going to write by itself," commanded Draco snobbishly.
Hermone gave him a dirty look before she continued to write the Transfiguration essay (which was due the next day).
Under normal circumstances, Hermione would have made her partner do half (or at least a little bit of the work) even though most of the times, she would correct and change what the other person wrote. But her partner was Draco Malfoy and Hermione doubted that he even paid attention in class. There was no way that she would let him ruin her high mark, which she had worked so hard on achieving.
The moment that Hermione's quill touched the long parchment, she could hear fingers drumming against the table. The inkbottle near her left elbow was shaking as the drumming got louder and louder.
"Do you have a problem or something?" she snapped heatedly, louder than she expected.
After earning a dark look from Madam Pince, the librarian who was arranging books nearby, Hermione threw the smirking Draco another dirty look.
"What? Are you annoyed with this?" he asked innocently.
"We've already been through this," replied Hermione between clenched teeth. There was a slight pause. Hermione opened her mouth to say thank you (she had to show manners of course) when Draco began drumming his fingers again.
"Then, I'll just keep on doing it," he replied smirking at her.
"Malfoy, you-" started Hermione but was silenced by Madam Pince once more.
Fine, then I'll just ignore him, she thought as she continued with her work.
Some time passed in silence and Hermione's anger towards Draco slowly subsided. That was until he started talking again.
Why does he have to open his mouth? she thought in annoyance.
"What do you want?" she hissed, staring at him for the first time in ten minutes.
The smirk was still in place, his left hand ruffling his blonde hair. A mischievous gleam was in his eyes as he repeated what he said.
"Truth or dare, Granger?" he said, barely over a whisper.
"I'm not playing," refused Hermione instantly.
Of course she wouldn't play, she didn't have time for that. And beside, Hermione could picture the kind of dare Malfoy had in mind.
"Are you chickened, Granger?" he asked in a mocked voice.
Hermione looked at him straight in the eye, defiant. "No Malfoy, but unlike you, I do want to get my work done."
"Excuses, excuses," drawled Draco with a wave of his hand. Hermine's eyes narrowed.
"No, they're not excuses, it's the truth. This is due tomorrow Malfoy, in case you've forgotten," said Hermione angrily, "And besides, you can just forget it because I'm not going to hang myself or jump off a building for a dare, Malfoy."
Draco laughed out loud, liking very much the idea.
"Thanks Granger, that would make a great dare," he agreed heartedly, earning a glare from the girl sitting in front of him, "Maybe Weasel will do it for a Galleon," he added thoughtfully.
Hermione's foot suddenly collided with his knee.
"Oh sorry, I was just stretching," said Hermione sarcastically, smiling evilly at Draco who was glaring daggers at her.
"Very funny. Now let's play. Truth of dare, Granger?" asked Draco, rubbing his sore knee.
Hermione sat there for a minute or two, eying him suspiciously, arms crossed in front of her.
"That's not part of the game," snapped Draco, losing his patience. "Truth or dare!"
"What are the rules?" asked Hermione curiously. Draco rolled his eyes in exasperation.
I should have known that she would say something like that, he thought.
"There are no rules Granger. That's what makes it fun," replied Draco as though it was the most obvious thing.
"No rules? Why not? A person can have the same amount of fun if there were rules in the game," debated Hermione. She frowned at the idea of no rules while Draco stared at her in disbelief.
"Who the hell cares? There are no rules in this game, so deal with it," hissed Draco.
"But isn't saying that there are no rules in this game, a rule?" pointed out Hermione, challenging him.
"Would you stop being such an insufferable know-it-all for once in your life? Just play the damn game," snarled Draco, his voice raising.
"Boy, this is a library. If you want to yell, go outside," said Madam Pince as she slapped Draco on the head.
Hermione put her hand over her mouth to hide her growing smile at Draco's reaction. A low hiss of profanities came out of his mouth the moment Madam Pince was out of earshot.
"Think that's funny Granger?" asked Draco, raising one eyebrow.
Hermione gave him her best blank expression, fighting the urge to laugh out loud.
"Truth or dare?" asked Draco, leaning closer while Hermione leaned back.
What is with this guy? Why does he want to play so badly? thought Hermione.
She thought very hard for a moment. If she chose dare, she was almost certain that Draco would force her to do something so disgusting or something that would get her into trouble. But if she chose truth…
"Fine, I'll play. Truth then," decided Hermione finally.
But the minute she gave her answer, the look on Draco's face made her instantly regret it.
"Alright Granger. Time to spill the beans. Now here's a question I'm sure everyone is interested in knowing. Who's the better boyfriend, Weasel or Potty?" asked Draco. Hermione sighed in annoyance.
"None of them. Sorry to burst your bubble Malfoy, but Ron or Harry aren't my boyfriend," responded Hermione, rolling her eyes.
Why does everyone keep thinking that? she thought.
Draco snorted in disbelief.
"My turn. Now truth or dare?" asked Hermione.
"Dare," said Draco almost immediately.
"Oh, in a hurry, now are we?" asked Hermione.
"Unlike you Granger, I'm not scared to take a dare," boasted Draco arrogantly. Hermione resisted the urge to slap him like Madam Pince had a few minutes ago.
Now, what should I make Malfoy do? she wondered. She absentmindedly played with a strand of hair, thinking hard. Her eyes searched the library, looking for something that Draco could do. Her chocolate brown eyes widened as they rested on a certain person behind Draco's back. An evil smirk formed on Hermione's lips as she returned her gaze to the impatient Draco.
"Well, hurry up Granger. I don't have all day," he said, tapping his fingers on the table.
"I dare you to grab a book, walk up to Madam Pince and rip a page right in front of her face," said Hermione, her voice barely over a whisper. Draco paled considerably, his eyes widening.
"Well, Malfoy, are you going to do it? Come on now, give me an answer," grinned Hermione. Draco narrowed his eyes at her, suddenly wishing that he never mentioned the game at all.
"Granger, if you never knew, I'm not suicidal!" he exploded angrily." That woman will beat me down as though her life would depend on it. I refuse, I'm not going to do that."
With that said, he folded his arms in front of his chest and glared at the bushy haired girl.
"Are you chickened, Malfoy?" asked Hermione, mimicking his words.
"Would you do that for a dare, Granger?" snapped Draco heatedly. Hermione thought for a moment.
"Yes, I would," she replied.
Draco snorted in disbelief.
"Know-it-all Granger breaking a rule on purpose? Please," scoffed Draco.
"You're just scared Malfoy, admit it," remarked Hermione triumphantly.
"Fine, Granger, I dare you to-" started Draco but Hermione interrupted him.
"You have to fulfill your dare first, Malfoy. No funny games," interjected Hermione.
Ha, I finally caught him in a corner, thought Hermione proudly. She was absolutely certain that he wouldn't dare do such a thing in front of Madam Pince. But she did feel a little bit disappointed. It would have been entertaining if Draco actually ripped a book in front of Madam Pince. A picture of Draco being chased by Madam Pince (who would without a doubt see ripping a page from a book a horrible crime) made Hermione giggle.
"Give me a different dare," said Draco.
"Fine," agreed Hermione. Draco blinked in surprise. He had been expecting Hermione to say no to any of his pleading. But it wasn't like he was really pleading. He was only suggesting.
"If you don't fulfill your first dare, then you'll have to kiss me," whispered Hermione.
Draco stared at her horror-struck. Once the shock passed, he narrowed his eyes at her and for the fortieth time that day, gave her the darkest glare.
Hermione smiled sweetly at him and batted her eyelashes.
"So Draco, which is it going to be?" she asked, an innocent expression on her face.
Of course he'd rather jump down the Astronomy Tower than kiss me, thought Hermione, rather happy with this fact.
"Are you mocking me, Granger?" growled Draco, his eyes drilling holes into hers.
"Where did you ever get such an idea?" asked Hermione with an air of naivety. Draco opened his mouth to retort but stopped, his eyes fixed on something behind Hermione. Curious to see what got Draco's attention, Hermione turned around to see Ron walking towards her.
Great, now weasel's here, thought Draco, cursing his luck. Hermione waved heartedly at the approaching Ron.
Midway, Ron bumped into a first year student from Hufflepuff, the small girl's belongings scattering all over the ground. Ron started to help the small girl, grabbing her books and quills.
Here's my chance, thought Draco.
"Granger, your hair's on fire," whispered Draco. Hermione whipped around, her hands reaching to the top of her head. Draco quickly leaned forward and lightly pressed his lips with hers.
Then, as though he was being chased by wild horses, Draco bolted towards the door, leaving his belongings on the table with a very surprised and quiet Hermione Granger, Ron's yelling and cursing ringing in his ears.
Well, who the hell is stupid enough to rip a page from a book in front of crazy old bat woman? thought Draco as he looked back to see Ron running after him, his wand in his hand.
(A/N: Reviews? This is an old one-shot that I thought would be fun to post here.)