Valentine's Challenge Prompt 5: The Bet
Title: The Bet
Author: shy_of_reality
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 325
Notes/Warning: Prompt 5 (Pink)
Ron and Harry were heading to the cafeteria for lunch when they caught sight of Draco and Hermione arguing in a hallway and went to investigate.
She had surprised them a year ago by informing them that Draco had asked her out and that she had said yes. As her best friends, they had gone along with her, but they were still a bit weary of Draco.
“Everything ok?” Harry asked when he and Ron reached the arguing couple.
“It’s nothing,” Hermione said, quickly.
“It’s hardly nothing,” Draco replied, smoothly. “You see, we made a bet in bed the other night and now I’ve won-”
“You haven’t won yet,” she corrected through clenched teeth.
“But I’ve almost won,” he smirked before continuing. “And now Hermione won’t go through with her part of the bet.”
“I didn’t know he was serious,” she said, appealing to Ron and Harry. “What he wants me to do is just obscene.”
“Did you shake on it?” Ron asked.
“In one way or another,” Draco smirked.
“Seems like it was a real bet, Hermione,” Harry stated. “You’ll have to do whatever it was you said you’d do.”
“She’s always been like this,” Ron muttered to Draco. “She only makes bets she thinks she’ll win hands down then refuses to go through if she loses.”
“Oh shut up, you bloody wanker!” Hermione exclaimed.
Ron, Harry and Draco all stared at her in surprise.
“And fine, you won this bet, Malfoy,” she spat. “But I will get you back.”
To Ron and Harry’s complete and utter shock, Hermione reached under her skirt and pulled down a pair of lacy pink knickers. Then she shoved the knickers into Draco’s chest and stormed off.
“Draco, what exactly was the bet?” Harry asked after a minute.
“Who you two oafs would side with in an argument,” Draco smirked. He twirled the knickers around his finger then stuffed them in the pocket of his coat. “Thanks, chaps.”
Author: shy_of_reality
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 325
Notes/Warning: Prompt 5 (Pink)
Ron and Harry were heading to the cafeteria for lunch when they caught sight of Draco and Hermione arguing in a hallway and went to investigate.
She had surprised them a year ago by informing them that Draco had asked her out and that she had said yes. As her best friends, they had gone along with her, but they were still a bit weary of Draco.
“Everything ok?” Harry asked when he and Ron reached the arguing couple.
“It’s nothing,” Hermione said, quickly.
“It’s hardly nothing,” Draco replied, smoothly. “You see, we made a bet in bed the other night and now I’ve won-”
“You haven’t won yet,” she corrected through clenched teeth.
“But I’ve almost won,” he smirked before continuing. “And now Hermione won’t go through with her part of the bet.”
“I didn’t know he was serious,” she said, appealing to Ron and Harry. “What he wants me to do is just obscene.”
“Did you shake on it?” Ron asked.
“In one way or another,” Draco smirked.
“Seems like it was a real bet, Hermione,” Harry stated. “You’ll have to do whatever it was you said you’d do.”
“She’s always been like this,” Ron muttered to Draco. “She only makes bets she thinks she’ll win hands down then refuses to go through if she loses.”
“Oh shut up, you bloody wanker!” Hermione exclaimed.
Ron, Harry and Draco all stared at her in surprise.
“And fine, you won this bet, Malfoy,” she spat. “But I will get you back.”
To Ron and Harry’s complete and utter shock, Hermione reached under her skirt and pulled down a pair of lacy pink knickers. Then she shoved the knickers into Draco’s chest and stormed off.
“Draco, what exactly was the bet?” Harry asked after a minute.
“Who you two oafs would side with in an argument,” Draco smirked. He twirled the knickers around his finger then stuffed them in the pocket of his coat. “Thanks, chaps.”