Title: Game Time

Author: drcjsnider

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 460

Notes/Warning: Written for the ‘Welcometo My Nightmare’ Chal enge. Prompt 3:Hey, maybe you haven't been keeping upon current events, but we just got ourasses kicked, pal! – Aliens

Draco and Blaise sat in the corner of thepub scheming. Hermione and Ginny wereat the bar getting fresh drinks.

“If we have to stay here for another round,I’ll go mad!” Ginny huffed in annoyance.

“It hasn’t been that bad,” Hermionereplied. “The boys are having fun.”

Ginny glanced back over her shoulder. “Igive Blaise exactly 20 minutes before hepulls out his wand and hexes somebody.”

Hermione rolled her eyes. “He wouldn’tdare.”

“Hey, maybe you haven’t been payingattention, but we just got our asses kicked.There is nothing Blaise and Draco hatemore than losing.”

“I don’t know. I think Draco hates beingwrong more than he hates losing.”

“Well in this case they are one in thesame,” Ginny replied, picking up the

drinks and heading back toward the table.

Hermione had to admit that her best friendhad a point. When she’d suggested thatBlaise and Ginny join her and Draco for adrink in Muggle London, she’d neverexpected they’d end up at a place hostinga Sports Trivia tournament. None of themwere familiar with football and they hadno clue about the rules, teams, or stats. Ofcourse, this hadn’t prevented Malfoy andZabini from shouting out asinine answersal night long.

“Fine. I’ll try and convince Draco toleave,” she promised right before theyrejoined their dates.

“Draco,” Hermione whispered, in her

boyfriend’s ear as she sat down. “Let’scal it a night, go back to my place, and I’llet you quiz me on Quidditch stats inexchange for sexual favors.”

Draco’s eyes widened before he leanedover and gave Hermione a hard kiss.“Sounds amazing, luv. But let me andZabini have one more go at this Muggletrivia.”

“Are you sure?”

He nodded.

“We have a fool-proof plan,” Blaisesmirked from the other side of the table.

“Fool-proof?”

Draco nodded. “Al we need is a roomwide Confundus Charm.”

“And for the two of you to take off yourshirts and run around the pub topless forthe next thirty minutes,”

Blaise grinned waggling his eyebrows.

Hermione groaned and dropped her headinto her hands, while Ginny smackedBlaise on the back of the head. “You’repathetic.”

“What?” Blaise frowned, rubbing hishead. “It was mostly Draco’s idea.”

Hermione raised her head slightly to glareat him.

“Al I said was that I had troubleconcentrating when you were flashingyour ‘goodies’ in my face. It was Zabiniwho developed it into a full blownstrategy.”

“Pathetic,” Ginny repeated, inching herchair away from Blaise’s.

“We are never double-dating Slytherinsagain,” Hermione informed her redheadfriend.

“Agreed,” Ginny nodded, her hand on herwand in case either of the men at the tablemade a move toward either her orHermione’s shirts.