A/N: Thanks for all two of you who reviewed! If you read, you better be reviewing!! I know the first chapter was
a little confusing but...it'll get better. If you have any suggestions make sure to mention them in the REVIEW
YOU ARE GOING TO WRITE AFTER READING THIS! Okay that's all I have to say...onward and forward!
Another A/N: ::sighs:: in my dreams, I own every last one of the harry potter characters. Unfortunately, that's
not a reality for me...
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Will this class ever end?
While the rest of the class was finishing up with their potions, one boy sat impatiently in the back of the room.
His grey eyes scanned the room as he blew wisps of blond hair out of his face. Potions was the last class
of the day and he was eager to get this weekend started. He had three different dates with three different girls,
and each promised to be very eventful. He smirked to himself as these plans crossed his mind for the millionth
time that day. Nothing could ruin his weekend.
When they were finally dismissed, Malfoy gathered his things and quickly left the room. He hurried back to the
common room with his mind still obsessing over just how great he must be. Who else could get three
differnt girls in two days?
"Malfoy?" A small voice interrupted his thoughts. Malfoy turned around to find himself level with a sea of red
hair.
"What do you want, weasel? I don't have time for you." Malfoy said coldly. Ron wanted to leave. He was afraid
of Malfoy. But Ron couldn't leave. He couldn't do that to Harry. He took a deep breath.
"Well...uh...I was...er..." Ron's mind was screaming the words but he couldn't get his tounge to say them.
"Spit it out, already. Talk!" Malfoy commanded impatiently. Ron's face went red as he continued to sputter
out incoherent words and ideas. He took one more breath and started over.
"I was wondering if...if...you could...er...do me a bit of a favor?" He timidly asked.
Malfoy was in shock. Did this pathetic weasel just ask him, the great Draco Malfoy, for a favor? After these
thoughts registered in his head, he broke out in uncontrollable laughter. Ron's face twisted into a look of
confusion as he stared at the Slytherin before him. After regaining his breath, Malfoy curiously stared at
Ron.
"That's the saddest thing I have ever heard. Humor me, Weasel, and tell me just what kind of favor you had
in mind? I hope you understand that Draco Malfoy doesn't do "favors" unless he gets something good out
of the deal, too." Malfoy looked in amusement as Ron desperately tried to form words. Finally, he
erxplained his situation.
"Well...see...Harry likes my sister, Ginny....but Ginny can't date until her best friend does. It's kind of
complicated but it's all about this spell my mum and dad put on her a year ago and since then she hasn't
been able to date...but if her best friend is dating..." Ron rambled on.
"That's the saddest story I've ever heard, Weasel, really it is," Malfoy interrupted, his voice dripping with
sarcasm. "But I've already wasted way too much of my precious time listening to you babble on about
your little sister who I don't give a shit about. So get to the part where I come in because I don't want to waste
another second listening to you discuss your sister's boyfriend problems."
"Okay," Ron said, his face turning even redder than his hair. "You come in by dating her best friend so that
Harry can go out with Ginny. And we'll pay you to do it..."
This idea didn't sound too bad to Malfoy. How bad could Little Weasel's friend be? And even if she was ugly,
if he did his job right, he was sure he'd get her in bed with him. Who wouldn't want to sleep with the great
and handsome Draco Malfoy? And he was getting money out of the deal. Now all he needed to know was
who his target was...
"All right, you've got a deal," Malfoy responded. He shook Ron's hand and all was set. Ron began to leave
when Malfoy stopped him. "Wait!" He called. "Who's the chick?"
Ron coudn't help but smile to himself as he pictured the look on Malfoy's face when he was told that this
chick was none other than Hermione Granger.
"Ginny's best friend? I'm sure it's not that hard to guess....who's the one girl at Hogwarts who has never
dated? Who's the only girl who you HAVEN'T slept with?" Ron waited while Malfoy scanned his mind
trying to figure out who he was talking about.
The sudden realization of the identity of this girl wiped the smirk right off of Malfoy's face. He twisted his
expression into one of horror and confusion. This look was better than the one Ron had imagined.
"The Mudblood?" Malfoy quietly wondered outloud, even though he knew the answer. Draco Malfoy had
just agreed to take Hermione Granger out on a date. What was he thinking? This was an impossible task!
Ron slowly nodded as a smile crept onto his face. Seeing how weak Malfoy was, Ron found confidence and
said, "Now, now, Malfoy...that's no way to address your girlfriend." Malfoy glared at him.
"And besides," Ron continued. "You only get the money if you get her to fall for you. It's your choice. You
can get the money and the girl or you can get none of it but instead be left with embarrassment and shame.
I hope you're up for a challenge."
Ron couldn't believe he had found that kind of courage as he turned and walked away, leaving a dumbfounded
Malfoy staring off into space, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
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(A/N: Yeah I know this chapter was short but please review! I'll try to
continue as soon as possible)
a little confusing but...it'll get better. If you have any suggestions make sure to mention them in the REVIEW
YOU ARE GOING TO WRITE AFTER READING THIS! Okay that's all I have to say...onward and forward!
Another A/N: ::sighs:: in my dreams, I own every last one of the harry potter characters. Unfortunately, that's
not a reality for me...
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Will this class ever end?
While the rest of the class was finishing up with their potions, one boy sat impatiently in the back of the room.
His grey eyes scanned the room as he blew wisps of blond hair out of his face. Potions was the last class
of the day and he was eager to get this weekend started. He had three different dates with three different girls,
and each promised to be very eventful. He smirked to himself as these plans crossed his mind for the millionth
time that day. Nothing could ruin his weekend.
When they were finally dismissed, Malfoy gathered his things and quickly left the room. He hurried back to the
common room with his mind still obsessing over just how great he must be. Who else could get three
differnt girls in two days?
"Malfoy?" A small voice interrupted his thoughts. Malfoy turned around to find himself level with a sea of red
hair.
"What do you want, weasel? I don't have time for you." Malfoy said coldly. Ron wanted to leave. He was afraid
of Malfoy. But Ron couldn't leave. He couldn't do that to Harry. He took a deep breath.
"Well...uh...I was...er..." Ron's mind was screaming the words but he couldn't get his tounge to say them.
"Spit it out, already. Talk!" Malfoy commanded impatiently. Ron's face went red as he continued to sputter
out incoherent words and ideas. He took one more breath and started over.
"I was wondering if...if...you could...er...do me a bit of a favor?" He timidly asked.
Malfoy was in shock. Did this pathetic weasel just ask him, the great Draco Malfoy, for a favor? After these
thoughts registered in his head, he broke out in uncontrollable laughter. Ron's face twisted into a look of
confusion as he stared at the Slytherin before him. After regaining his breath, Malfoy curiously stared at
Ron.
"That's the saddest thing I have ever heard. Humor me, Weasel, and tell me just what kind of favor you had
in mind? I hope you understand that Draco Malfoy doesn't do "favors" unless he gets something good out
of the deal, too." Malfoy looked in amusement as Ron desperately tried to form words. Finally, he
erxplained his situation.
"Well...see...Harry likes my sister, Ginny....but Ginny can't date until her best friend does. It's kind of
complicated but it's all about this spell my mum and dad put on her a year ago and since then she hasn't
been able to date...but if her best friend is dating..." Ron rambled on.
"That's the saddest story I've ever heard, Weasel, really it is," Malfoy interrupted, his voice dripping with
sarcasm. "But I've already wasted way too much of my precious time listening to you babble on about
your little sister who I don't give a shit about. So get to the part where I come in because I don't want to waste
another second listening to you discuss your sister's boyfriend problems."
"Okay," Ron said, his face turning even redder than his hair. "You come in by dating her best friend so that
Harry can go out with Ginny. And we'll pay you to do it..."
This idea didn't sound too bad to Malfoy. How bad could Little Weasel's friend be? And even if she was ugly,
if he did his job right, he was sure he'd get her in bed with him. Who wouldn't want to sleep with the great
and handsome Draco Malfoy? And he was getting money out of the deal. Now all he needed to know was
who his target was...
"All right, you've got a deal," Malfoy responded. He shook Ron's hand and all was set. Ron began to leave
when Malfoy stopped him. "Wait!" He called. "Who's the chick?"
Ron coudn't help but smile to himself as he pictured the look on Malfoy's face when he was told that this
chick was none other than Hermione Granger.
"Ginny's best friend? I'm sure it's not that hard to guess....who's the one girl at Hogwarts who has never
dated? Who's the only girl who you HAVEN'T slept with?" Ron waited while Malfoy scanned his mind
trying to figure out who he was talking about.
The sudden realization of the identity of this girl wiped the smirk right off of Malfoy's face. He twisted his
expression into one of horror and confusion. This look was better than the one Ron had imagined.
"The Mudblood?" Malfoy quietly wondered outloud, even though he knew the answer. Draco Malfoy had
just agreed to take Hermione Granger out on a date. What was he thinking? This was an impossible task!
Ron slowly nodded as a smile crept onto his face. Seeing how weak Malfoy was, Ron found confidence and
said, "Now, now, Malfoy...that's no way to address your girlfriend." Malfoy glared at him.
"And besides," Ron continued. "You only get the money if you get her to fall for you. It's your choice. You
can get the money and the girl or you can get none of it but instead be left with embarrassment and shame.
I hope you're up for a challenge."
Ron couldn't believe he had found that kind of courage as he turned and walked away, leaving a dumbfounded
Malfoy staring off into space, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
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(A/N: Yeah I know this chapter was short but please review! I'll try to
continue as soon as possible)