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5.1. A Fateful Bet

A fateful bet (part 1)

(Draco x Reader)

Summary: You make a bet with Draco but things are not working out as you thought they would. Stuck with a guy you hate, how are you going to survive the next few weeks.

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Of all the students in the room, Snape just HAD to pair you up with that douche Draco. You were supposed to mix a potion that put you to sleep immediately. But given the fact that Draco was, well Draco, he didn't do anything.

He just sat next to you and kept staring. Probably planing something aweful and ploting his revange.

True, if he did, it would't be entirely unjustified. There was this one time you hexed him and he had green hair for an entire week, or the one incident were you had sent him sleepwalking back to Hogsmede, but that was what you get when you were a pompous ass to everyone.

Still Draco didn't take insults very well, that was for sure.

"What would you say to a bet?" Draco says out of the blue, a smirk all over his face.

"W-What?" You stammer, obviously perplex and irritated by this sudden approch.

Uh oh, this was not good. Judging from his look you were in deep trouble.

"Well?"He insists.

"What kind of a bet?"You say with a questioning look across your face.

"Right now you thought I was trying to get back at you somehow, right? So I was thinking why not settle this little disagreement of ours once and for all."

"For your information, it's not 'a little disagreement'. I dislike you. That's it. That's all!" You say with determination in your voice.

"Still...what kind of bet do you suggest. I'll do it if I get rid of you once and for all."

That wasn't quite true. You kinda had a soft spot for that blonde haired bastard, but you'd never actually admit that out loud. You really did not like him...something about him was just intriguig.

"The Quidditch match this evening. Pick a team if your choice wins I'll leave you alone, if mine wins...well I think of something."

"What do you mean 'you think of something'?"

"Does it matter? Or are you that scared you'll lose?"

"Whatever.Fine. Hufflepuff then."

"Great. See you later."

With that he stands up leaving the room. Class was just finished, of course he had left you alone with everything still needing to be cleaned up and put away.

Later that day you were outside watching the game with everyone else. Hufflepuff was up against Ravenclaw. The match was halfway through, neither side was winning nor loosing at this point.

You just had to wonder why Draco would make such a bet. He coudn't possibly know who would win, given that it was a match he didn't even participate in himself. And even if he knew he coudn't have known which team you would choose. But it was Draco you were talking about here and he normally woud not wagger on something unless he would come out on top. It made you anxious.

The final outcome was this: Hufflepuff lost with a crushing score of 200:450. But the sad faces of all the Hufflepuff players were nothing compared to the utter shock and horror written all over your face. It was a mask of complete disbelief as it dawned on you that you indeed had just lost your bet with Draco fucking Malfoy.

"I made a decision. You're going to be my pet for the next 2 weeks." Draco stated with a blank expression.

"You're joking right?"

"No."

"Are you NUTS?!" You practically screamed at him at this point.

"No. Not at all. We made a bet and that's what I want. No use trying to back out now that you already lost."

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