The Hoax (Dramione Story)

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Hermione immediately scowled as she clenched her jaws together. She wished she knew the answers to those questions herself! Why had she been worried about him? It was definitely impossible that she liked him! Her eyes slightly grew wide at the thought, almost as if she was reconsidering it. She shook her head and crossed her arms across her chest. She was sure Malfoy was looking at her as if she was a lunatic. She finally opened her mouth to speak up. “You asked me two questions and that’s breaking the rule, so I’m going to skip your questions and ask you mine.” She said immediately and sighed. “What is your favorite color?”

Draco blinked a few times as he bent his eyebrows trying hard to register everything. “Really?” He finally asked after a while, his grey, steely eyes boring right into her soft, caramel orbs.

Hermione simply shrugged her shoulders as she raised both eyebrows. “We don’t have to play the game.”

“Black.” Draco answered almost immediately. “My favorite color is black.” He answered again with frustration.

“Lovely.” Hermione said with a fake grin and immediately frowned. “I guess it’s your turn—and don’t forget! You can only ask one question at a time. I already asked one question.”

Draco made a face and rolled his eyes with annoyance. “What is your favorite color?”

“Purple.”

“Oh, I thought it was going to be red. You have so much house pride.” Draco muttered under his breath.

“Do you want me to throw you a snide remark, too? I’ll do it.” Hermione said as she uncrossed her arms, placing them both on her thighs.

Draco lifted both hands up in a sign of surrender. “No, that’s unnecessary and by the way, that’s two questions.”

“Fine.” Hermione said and looked around the room, trying to think of simple questions. Her sharp eyes finally landed on a vase of flowers. She looked over at Draco and slightly grinned. “What’s your favorite flower?”

“That’s three.” Draco groaned as he leaned back in his bed. “Do you know how to play this game?”

“Well, we’re simply playing, ‘let’s get to know each other better’. I’m just asking questions that I want to know about you. Oh, and that will be two questions for you.” Hermione replied with a smirk. “Why? Did you want me to ask more personal questions?”

Draco clenched his fists and shook his head. “No, it’s fine. Let’s just continue playing.” He said and sighed. “And by the way, you’re up to five questions already.”

“Okay, but before we do, I have another question.”

“What?”

“When does the game end?”