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"Didn't expect to see you here, Granger."
Malfoy's sneer had not changed in the time since she'd seen it last. It slanted just so, angled for maximum efficacy, but the bite behind his words was all but lost to the years.
"Times have changed, Malfoy. I'm sure there are plenty of things I do that you would never expect."
The glint in his eyes was downright predatory, a dangerous lean to his frame as he lifted an arm and braced it against the doorframe separating Hermione from the room filled with felt tables.
"Is that so?" A slow lick of his lips was all it took for Hemione's breath to hitch.
He'd always been attractive, devastatingly so, but where his arrogance had tinted his features into something vicious before, it now made her knees tremble and her heart thud hard against her chest.
"If you'll excuse me now, I came to play, Malfoy. And I play to win, I don’t play not to lose." Hermione straightened her spine, tilting her head to the side to catch a glimpse of the players waiting just inside the room. "If you keep me standing here all night I won't be able to play at all."
"Mmm. Categorically false, Granger. There are plenty of ways to play that don't require anyone but me."