"Ugh," Hermione said, as she seated herself in the backseat of Draco's car, covering her ears.
"Double ugh," Blaise continued as he sat shotgun.
Draco smirked to himself, turning the volume higher on the stereo as some intense guitar riff started.
"Will you stop that?" Hermione screamed, and Draco only turned the volume higher.
She glared at him through the rear view mirror, "Un-freaking-believable!"
He shot her a cheeky smile and she shook her head in disapproval.
"Where to, mate?" Blaise asked.
Draco shrugged and turned to Hermione, "Any ideas?"
"Don't look at me, I'm not picking,"
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to,"
"Well, that's insufferable,"
"You're insufferable!"
They glared at each other and Blaise cleared his throat,
"Why don't we go to the beach?No offense, Hermione but you ARE looking a little pale and you could get a kick out of the swim, Draco,"
Draco shouted hell yeah at the same time Hermione screamed no way.
"I have to get back to my friends!" She shouted, her face turning a shade of red that Draco thought was insufferable too.
Insufferably fucking adorable.
He shook away his thoughts and grunted,
"So, do you know where the hotel is?"
"Uh, no I don't but-
"Do you remember it's name?"
"No I don't but I-
"Then maybe you should just let loose for a minute while me and Blaise figure out how to find your so called 'friends'," He said calmly and Hermione wanted to throw a punch his way at the annoying smirk he was playing because he thought he was right.
And he was.
She sighed and sank back in her seat, absent-mindedly tugging at her chocolate brown hair, the small action driving Draco mad.
He gulped as he thought of him tugging at that hair in bed at night, as he took in all of her.
No. Bad Draco. Very bad Draco.
It was so unbelievable how much she affected him. Granger, of all people! He was supposed to be affecting her and yet it was as if she wasn't even fazed by him. But after the last few days, Hermione Jean Granger had become his wildest fantasy. His one weak spot, they only girl who hadn't fallen prone to his ridiculously sexy charm and charisma. She was everything he wanted, god he wanted her so bad.
Little did he know that as he flexed and unflexed his fingers on the steering wheel to get rid of the feeling, Hermione was having the same thoughts.
She watched as his callused hands, ran up and down its length and gasped softly as the filthiest thoughts ran through her head. Because the truth was Draco Malfoy did affect her. He affected her in a way she didn't know could exist. She had never felt this strong of an attraction to a male before. Never felt this amount of passion, desire,
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The Game>DRAMOINE
Hayran Kurgu"I wanna make a bet," "A bet?" "Yes.I bet I can make you fall in love with me," he said whilst smirking. For Draco the plan was simple. Get the girl, prove himself and then leave. He'd done it many times so what difference would Hermoine make? Right...
