Evil Game

G A L A

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Warning this chapter contains Mature content

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My eyes opened as I felt someone shift on top of me, I glanced down to see Hermione laying on top of me half asleep. Her arms were wrapped around my, her head was on my boobs while her feet were tangled with mine. 

I knocked my head back on the pillow, closing my eyes once more. She started to move around her legs shifting positions before she rolled off me.

Jesus Christ she moves a lot in her sleep. I quickly got off the bed and silently walked over to the door.

I hurried down the steps and went straight to the fridge. I grabbed a slice of left over pizza and a water bottle and sat down.

I heard footsteps and hid the pizza behind my back.
"Morning- what are you hiding?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing." I couldn't fight the smile on my face.
"Your not having pizza for breakfast give it here." She stepped closer to me putting her hand out.
"Fine mum." I rolled my eyes putting the slice of pizza in her hand.

"I love it when you talk dirty to me." She grinned walking over to the stove.
"And I love it when you make me food." I sat back grabbing a pack of cigarettes from the table before placing one between my lips.
"Those are gonna kill you." She huffed.
"A girl could wish." I laughed lighting the cigarette.

"Have you ever smoked?" I asked taking a drag of the cigarette.
"God no." She put eggs in the pan.
"Hmm-." I got up and walked over to her putting the cigarette in her face.
"What?" She spoke her voice drenched with attitude.
"Smoke it." I smiled.
"What- no. Bloody hell do you want to kill me." She overreacted.

"You already have a target on your back and I'd bet that there get to kill you before this cigarette smoke it."
She gave me an annoyed look taking the cigarette out of my hand.
She hesitantly placed it between her lips.
"Inhale it." I added.
She breathed in before coughing aggressively putting her hand on her chest.
"F-fuck you." She coughed handing me the cigarette.

"Oh I'm sure you'd love to granger." I winked at her as I sat back down.

"Don't burn the eggs." I muttered.
"Don't tell me what to do." She moved the eggs around the pan with a spatula.
"Don't tell me what to do, I'll do whatever I want." I mocked her under my breath.
"Your acting like a child." She rolled her eyes.
"And your annoying." I pressed my lips together.
"I'm gonna burn these just despite you."
I looked up at her and put my hand on my chest. "You wouldn't." I gasped.
She giggled as she turned off the stove and grabbed two plates.

"You didn't burn them though Right?" I asked as she walked over to me and placed a plate down.
"I could never do that to you Pierce." She sat down.
"Thank satan." I picked up my fork and poked a piece of egg before putting it in my mouth.
"Why satan?" She questioned.
"Why not." I shrugged.