Summary: The Head Girl is not pleased with what the Head Boy has been up to.  A quick little short that doesn’t really deserve its own page.

Pairings: Hermione/Tom

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Everyone watched her as she walked purposefully over to the table where the Head Boy had set himself up a fort of books.  It was nearing the end of the school year, and people knew better than to interrupt him while he was studying for his NEWTs.  Usually, he was the favored authority to go to for support and troubles, but while he was studying, he tended to transform into a monstrous creature that would bite the head off of anyone to go near his sanctuary.

The Head Girl was the only brave enough to purposeful interrupt his study time, and she did not look at all pleased.

“What did you do?”  She asked in a deadly tone that played with friendliness.

“Go away.”  He said without looking up.  In turn, he was the only one brave enough not to give the Head Girl precisely what she wanted when she wanted it.

“I thought we had an arrangement?”  She asked pursing her soft pink lips that usually mesmerized the men she confronted.

He sighed and sat back in the chair to give her a none to pleased look.  He knew most of the boys in the school would fall all over themselves to get her exactly what she wanted, but he was not so affected.

“Which arrangement?”  He asked sounding tired.

“I let you study in peace, and you ignore what my friends are up to.” She said as she moved around the table with the grace of a cobra stalking its prey.

“I remember that arrangement now.”  He said nodding to himself as a smirk played on his lips.

She paused in her motion; it was never good for her plans when he got that smile on his face.  “Than why did you give not one, but two of them detention this evening.  I needed them tonight.”  She explained as she tried to find the trap she had missed.

“You made me swear, I would ignore all your friend’s goings-on, and in exchange, you would let me study.  It seems to me you’re the one breaking our arrangement.”  He said most pleased with his genius.

“Only because you broke it first darling.”  She said narrowing her eyes at him.

He leaned in to close more of the distance between them.  “We both know I’m your only friend, Riddle.”  He whispered smirking up at her with delight in his eyes.  “I was ignoring myself completely.”

She opened her mouth and closed it again as she thought about his words.  “I’m the one that is supposed to trap you with word games Granger.”  She said sounding both annoyed in pleased that he had tricked her.