"I don't want to play this Muggle game, Pansy!" Malfoy complained grudgingly, but she pulled him along and now they were sitting in a large circle of students from the rest of the eighth year, which included you. Draco looked around at them all disgruntled, but his cold gaze stopped on you and then quickly looked elsewhere. He didn't say anything else and sat down next to his friend.

"So... Everyone knows the rules, right?" Asked one of the Gryffindors. Everyone, including Draco nodded. You sat next to your classmates, across from the Slytherins and Malfoy. The Gryffindor, who had started the game, began spinning a bottle. Everyone watched it with bated breath and for a moment your eyes widened in horror when you realized the bottle had stopped, pointing at you and Malfoy.

"I decline the kiss." Malfoy hissed irritably. The Gryffindor objected. "You can't refuse, it's the rules of the game."

You frowned too, for it was news to no one that you and Draco Malfoy hated each other.