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Hermione dashed through the empty corridors not knowing where she could find Malfoy. She simply just charged forward. She stopped after a while to catch her breath and chewed on her bottom lips. How stupid was she to switch their wands up? They felt completely different. She mentally slapped and kicked herself to oblivion and groaned at her mistake. Her plan to make him fall in love with her was not working . . . instead they were more at each other’s throats than in love. She sighed and started to walk slowly to wherever she was going.

“Granger.”

Hermione stopped and slowly turned around with a confused face to see Malfoy standing there. “Where did you come from?”

“The hall.” Malfoy pointed at the left hall behind him with a smirk. “What a pleasure meeting you here.” He said casually as he started to walk past her.

She quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “Give me my wand and I’ll give you yours.” She told him sternly.

“Oh, our wands were switched? My, I didn’t even realize.” He said sarcastically as he glared down at Hermione.

“It was merely a mistake.” She defended herself and looked up at him. “Give it here.”

“Not until you give me mine.” He said as he held up Hermione’s wand in his hand which was too high for Hermione to reach up to get. He then stuck his other hand out, his palm waiting for his wand.

“I want my wand first.” She said as she crossed her arms across her chest.

“Now, really Granger . . . are we going to act like infantile children or act like adults about it?” Malfoy asked her as he raised an eyebrow at her.

Hermione pressed her lips together into a thin line as she sighed. “Fine.” She huffed and placed Malfoy’s wand on his palm. “Now, give me mine.”

“No, thank you.” Malfoy said with a smirk as he let out a small chuckle. “You may be an adult but I’m immature. I’m not giving you your wand back until you do something for me. Until then, your wand will be in my possession.” He said as he walked off.

“Malfoy!” She yelled helplessly as she watched him walk off. She placed a hand on her hip and the other on her forehead in frustration. “You are such an insufferable, narcissistic arse!” She yelled after him in anger and rolled her fingers into fist. She was dying to retrieve her wand and hex him to the next century! She sighed and stomped angrily on the floor. “What do you want me to do?!” She quickly yelled across the empty hall, her voice echoing throughout the whole corridor.

Malfoy smirked and turned around. “I thought you’d never ask!” He yelled over at her as he made his way towards her.

“What do you want me to do?” Hermione asked as she crossed her arms across her chest.

“Do as I say and then and only then will I give you your wand.” Draco explained as he displayed Hermione’s wand and his hand and then stuffing it in his pocket.

“Do not put my wand in your pocket.” Hermione said with a disgusted look. “At least put it in your robes.”

“I’m not as stupid as you think I am. I am, in fact, intelligent believe it or not. If I were to put it in my robes, then that would give you an easy access to get it, therefore putting it in my pocket makes it safe.”

“Oh, you don’t think I’m capable of reaching over there to retrieve my wand?” Hermione asked with a scoff as she raised an eyebrow.

“Okay, how about this, if you reach over and grab it, I’ll snog you. Personally, I have no intention of doing that and I know you don’t want to have a snogging session with me either, so don’t reach for it.” He said as he leaned in. “You’ll be doing both of us a favor.”

“Or you can just be a nice person and give it to me. Oh, wait, I’m sorry. I forgot you’re a selfish, arrogant imbecile.” Hermione snapped at him angrily. “I can’t believe that slipped my mind.”

“Hm, it is a pity you forgot. Next time, be sure to keep that in mind.” He said and slightly let out a haunting chuckle. “I’m not letting you off easily for cutting me off so much.”

Hermione rolled her light coffee bean orbs and bit the inside of her cheek. “Do you want anything from me right now?” She asked as she stared at him.

“Why?”

“You have something of mine.”

“Oh, do you want it back?” Malfoy asked with a smirk. “And why is that?”

“Well, I need it for my classes and so that I can hex you to oblivion.”

“Oh, that’s fancy.” Draco taunted her and leaned against the window sill with his arms crossed across his chest. “And for saying that, getting your wand back will be a bit harder.”

Hermione rolled her eyes once more and dropped arms down to her side. “Ah, forget it!” She yelled and quickly walked over to him, standing only a few centimeters away. She quickly reached over and tried to grab her wand from him.

“Whoa, you aren’t getting it.” Draco said as he grabbed both of her wrists, preventing her from getting it.

“Let go of me.” Hermione ordered as she tried to break free from his grip. She stared at him straight in the eye intently. “Let go of me now.”

“Do you remember what I told you would happen if you reach over or did your small, complicated brain already forget about it?” He asked her as he stared at her just as intensely.

“Oh, don’t be silly. We both know you aren’t going to do it.” Hermione stated with an incredulous laugh.

“Yes, and I thought you were too much of a prude but you did try to reach over and retrieve your wand, even if it’s in my pocket and that was definitely uncalled for. Now it’s my turn to surprise you.” Draco stated as he got up with a smirk, releasing his grip on her wrist and placed them on each side of her head. He started to lean in slowly as he smirked. Hermione’s eyes went wide and through instinct, quickly threw her head back and then back at his head as hard as she could.