The Bet

Truths Unfold

Seven minutes in heaven. They gave everyone seven minutes in heaven except it was hours instead of minutes.

Whoever leaves before time is up has that many links taken from their chain and has to wear it that many hours before the spell was broken. Last the seven hours which would be an hour before breakfast and the chain would fall off.

I wanted to punch myself as the twins magically locked us all up in little rooms just big enough for a twin size bed and full bathroom.

So here I was locked in a room with Draco Malfoy for the next seven hours. Maybe I could just sleep it off? Nope, only one bed and I wasn't about to fall asleep in a room with Draco to do whatever he wanted to me. I would probably wake up with no hair or with hooves for feet.

So I sat with my legs crossed leaning up against the corner of the headboard and the wall. Draco sitting on the end of the bed, both of us in silence.

"Just go to sleep." He says, looking at me.

The only light in the room comes from the bathroom light. There was no light source in the bedroom part.

"No thank you." I say despite feeling sleepy at this point. Studying late the past few nights was catching up to me.

Sighing he rolls his eyes.

"Why don't you sleep?" I ask to test him.

"I don't want to." He says looking over at me. His eyes, red telling me he was lying. Well he probably didn't want to go to sleep with me in the room but he definitely wanted to go to sleep.

We had been in here for I don't know how long but long enough to try and pick the door lock multiple times.

I doubt the twins were around to tell me how long we have been here. They're most likely in the bed by now. It felt like it was around one am but who knew.

"Don't you trust me."

"Nope." I say popping the p.

"Why not?" He asks, his blue eyes meeting mine.

"You're not the nicest person I know."

"You think I'll do something to you?" He asks, looking shocked I would suggest that.

"I don't know." I say honestly.

"You can be spiteful from time to time."

"What do I have to spite you for?"

"The bet." I say shrugging.

"You're playing it." He says it like a question.

"Am I? I'm not trying to make you fall for me."
"So you're telling me you dressed like that for Longbottom?" He asks, looking me up and down.

My tight t-shirt makes my boobs look great.

"What if I did?"

"You didn't. We both know that."

"Do we?" I ask, lifting an eyebrow.

"Y/N stop it." He says, looking away from me.

"Stop what? You're the one accusing me of stuff."

"Stop asking questions."

"Or what, you'll bite me?" I ask, bring up our earlier conversation.

"If you don't shut up I will."

"You don't like hearing the sound of my voice?"

"No! I don't like hearing you say you got dressed up for Longbottom." He snaps at me, clenching his jaw. The poison makes him tell the truth despite wanting to.