May The Best Man Win. (Draco x Reader x Harry x Fred) *COMPLETED*

You're Bluffing.

"No, I am not implying that. Although I do like him better than Mr. Malfoy." You reply, trying to keep calm so he doesn't call your bluff. You didn't know if you like Fred. Or Harry. Or Malfoy. Wait what? Yes you do! You do NOT like Malfoy. You dislike him. But dislike isn't hate. And he's cute. And fun to have fights with. And didn't question this trial, he just did it...... Your brain needs to shut up.

"Then what is the point of this trial, Miss Y/N? Unless you're bluffing and this is your odd twisted way of deciding who you like more." He accused, turning to face you completely. You kept a straight face. "Objection, your honour. I'm not the one on the stand at the moment." You objected. "Well that works perfectly because we were going to call you next." Litt stated. "You honour I believe I do deserve a chance to question Miss Granger." You opposed. You were just stalling at this point. You don't want to have to answer under oath. Yes, Harry had put Hermione under oath with the Year 1 Book of Spells. "Proceed." Harry granted. Thank God. You walked before everyone. "Miss Granger, may I just say you are my female best friend as well. That being said, have I told you anything about me liking Mr. Malfoy? Remember, you're under oath." You reminded, just to be professional. "No, you have said nothing of the sort. You've said you think he's an asshole and when I told you that you and Mr. Malfoy are perfect for each other-" She paused, realizing what she had said. You face palmed. That may have just ruined the trial. "You fake gagged." She finished. "Thank you Miss Granger, I have no further questions." You state. "In this case, I call Miss L/N to the stand." Litt called. Ughhhhhhhh. You put your right hand up and your left hand on the book. "Miss L/N, do you swear to tell the truth and only the truth whilst under this oath?" Hermione asked. "I, Y/N L/N, swear to tell the truth and only the truth whilst under this oath." You recited. You went and sat on the chair Hermione was just sitting on. "Miss L/N, have you ever even considered a relationship with Mr. Malfoy?" Litt asked. "Unless that relationship is him being my archenemy and me being the awesome girl he fights with all the time, no." You reply. "Have you ever thought he was in anyway attractive or desirable?" "Yes." You swear you heard Fred and George gasp at the same time to this. You look at them. "What? He has nice eyes and you gotta admit that hair does suit him." You state. Damn, you're not helping your case. "Have you ever preformed any physical action with my client?" Litt asked. "Dude, I'm 11. But yes. I've punched him." You smirk, knowing that's not the physical action he meant. "Why?" "Because he called my friend a Mudblood." "Who?" "Objection. Badgering, your honour." You say, looking at Hermione. "What do you expect? He's a Hufflepuff." She jokes. "Sustained, move along, Mr. Litt." She demanded. "Would you go on a date if my client asked?" He asked, moving along. "At this moment in time? No. Not because any feelings I have towards him right now, which could possibly rule in his favour, but because of-" You stop, realizing you don't want to share why. "Because of what, Miss L/N?" Litt asked. "Can I plea the fifth?" "No, this is not a criminal charge. Please answer the question, Miss L/N." Litt demanded. Ugh what did you get yourself into. What did your twisted brain get you into? "Because I have been informed that someone else has feelings for me and I cannot just ignore that." You state, trying to be vague. "Who is this someone?" Litt asked. Damn it. "I do not wish to answer this question." You say, looking to Hermione. She looked at you with eyes that said you have to. "Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley." You state, putting your face in your hands. Why did you do this? "If Mr. Weasley asked you on a date, what would you say?" "I would say the same thing I am saying to Mr. Malfoy right now. I have someone else's feelings to consider right now and I need to sort myself out and figure out how I feel before I do anything." You answer. "However you agreed to let the winner of this trial get a date with you." He said that in the form of a statement, not a question. "Technically, no. That was all Mr. Malfoy's decision, he is council, after all. And we all know when Mr. Malfoy wants something he gets it." You replied. "Are you done because I have a witness to call. Several, actually." You say confidently. You think you may still have a chance. Wait. If Malfoy loses, you have to go on a date with Fred. Well, you don't have to, only if he wants to. But then you need to talk to Harry and get all that sorted. "Go ahead." Litt said, sitting down. You stand up and face Hermione. "Your honour, I would like to call Ron Weasley to the stand." You say. Ron goes up, takes the oath and sits down. "Mr. Weasley, have you ever seen chemistry of any kind between me and council?" You ask, not wanting to put Mr. in front of Malfoy ever again unless talking to Lucius Malfoy. "Well there's aways when you guys have your little staring contests, that's when there is the most tension. And not the awkward tension, the 'they look like they're about to kiss' tension." Wow. Thanks Ron. "What about with my client? Is there any chemistry there?" You asked and smirked. "Well, I don't know, it looked pretty chemic when you two were snogging in the library." He replied. You hoped that that right there won you the case. "Would you say there is more chemistry between Malfoy and I or Fred and I?" You asked. "Well it depends. You have very passionate chemistry with Malfoy but very cute and cuddly and pretty touchy, if I do say so, chemistry with Fred." He stated. Oh no. What's better? Cute and cuddly or passionate? That's for Hermione and the jury to decide, you guess. "Any questions, Litt or can I call my next witness?" You asked and Litt shook his head and motioned for you to continue. "Alright. I would like to call Fred Weasley to the stand." You stated. He repeated the process and soon was where Ron had been. "Mr. Weasley, is it true that you fancy me and that is the only reason you agreed to do this trial?" You decided to start strong. You couldn't risk losing this. "Well yeah there's that but also because you scare the living shit out of me." He jokes. "Your honour I would like to point out that someone who would do something they wouldn't do anyway for someone is something that should be valued in a relationship. I would also like to enter into evidence this recording." You played the recording of Fred earlier saying he's only doing it because of you. "Mr. Weasley, why do you fancy me?" You asked professionally, trying not to make this awkward. He scratched the back of his neck. "Damn um, well, I fancy you because you would do stuff like this. Hold random trials with your friends or pull pranks and you're cute when you're nervous and I've seen you in a nervous state before." He states. "Mr. Weasley are you implying that I'm only cute when I'm nervous?" You ask, smirking. "Why, yes I am. Because when you're not nervous, you're hot as frick." He states and smirks back. "Your honour, exhibit B. Fred and I are adorable when we flirt, are we not?" You ask, directing your attention to Hermione. "Yes you are. Proceed." She said. "Fred, how would you feel if Malfoy won this case?" You asked. "I wouldn't care if he one the case one bit. However, I would care seeing you guys leave for a date or you going to his house for Christmas or you two kissing in the Great Hall. I would be very hurt if that happened. Hurt and jealous and frankly pissed." He explained. "Litt, questions?" "Nope." "Alright, Mr. Weasley." You motioned for him to get off. "I would like to call Draco Malfoy to the stand." Hermione looked at you like 'are you sure?' and you nodded. He took his oath and sat on the chair. "Mr. Malfoy, do you know..... anything about me, really? Do you?" You asked. "Well, I know you're sarcastic and random and protective over your friends, I like that." He replied. "Yes, aright, but do you know any of my interests, my past, what I want in the future?" You asked. You were sure if Malfoy found out you like Muggle music he would purposely lose this trial. "I know you like reading. Many times I've seen you walking around with some book that I'm sure was not written by a wizard. One of them looks interesting, The Hunger Games, I believe. I also know you like music because of the scar on your wrist, it's a music note." He replied. You looked at your wrist. When did you get that? Odd...... "Actually, it's a clef." You correct. "See what I mean, your honour, she wouldn't know that unless she liked music." Malfoy stated, looking at Hermione. Did he just call her your honour? Wow, you didn't see that coming. "And as for the rest of what you like and your past and future, no, I don't know anything else. All I know is that I want to learn. I want to learn about you." He said, looking into your eyes. It was like everyone else was gone, just you two and your staring contest. Nobody blinked, nobody talked. You just stood there, staring. You finally snapped out of it and looked at Hermione. "Although, I would like to bring into account this recording, your honour." You stated and played the recording of Malfoy saying you were beautiful, sarcastic, sassy, smart, Slytherin, pureblood. Perfect, really, he didn't know why he had been fighting with you instead of snogging. "How does that help you?" Hermione asked. "Well, your honour, it helps me because it leads me to my next question." You say then turn to look at Malfoy again. "Malfoy, if I were in any other house or wasn't a pureblood, would you still be here? Testifying that you want to learn more about me?" This has got to have him beat. "Well I-" "It's a yes or no question, Malfoy." You interrupted.

"No. No I wouldn't be."