Im sorry its short, I know! Oh you must think that I am a foul loathsome creature! Please read and review, so that I know whether to continue or discard! Thanks I love you, bye!
Chapter 1: "here goes nothing!"
"I cannot stand that stupid ferret!" Hermione said to herself early on a Saturday morning. She kept replaying the scene from last night which pretty much consisted of a certain Malfoy sleep walking into the bathroom while she showered. "That's if he was actually sleep walking. Bloody pervert." She was still muttering to herself as she made her way up to Professor Dumbledore's office, she was going to ask him to give both her and Draco separate bathrooms. If he didn't well, she'd have to tell Ron and Harry wouldn't she? "Acid Pop" she shouted as she approached the looming stone gargoyle, guarding the staircase. It instantly jumped aside allowing her entrance into the headmaster's office.
"What is it that troubles you Miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked, even before she stepped into the room. "I'll never get over how he does that" she thought to herself. "Well you see professor" she started "I was wondering if you would grant Malfoy and myself separate bathrooms in the head dorms."
"Is that all? Well it shall be done first thing in the morning. Now if you'll excuse me I have an appointment with some fried chicken."
"Yes sir" she replied barely keeping in her laughter. She was just unable to imagine professor Dumbledore eating fried chicken. "Well at least that's over with. I won't have to worry about showering with Malfoy around" She truly did feel very relieved. But the feeling definitely didn't last long….
"Granger!" she heard him shout. "I am talking to you Granger, or have you gone deaf?" "My hearing is fine Draco, now what is it?"
"I just wanted to say something about last night"
"Well save it, you've already done your part. Now control your sleep walking."
"Did you really believe that I was sleepwalking? God you Gryffindor trust everyone don't you?"
She could only stare at him, while attempting to fathom what he had said. "I am sure that Weasel and The boy who caught a snitch will love to hear me describe what you look like showering." He smirked at her as he walked out of their dorm.
"Oh God he wouldn't? Would he? Could he? No, he couldn't! Yes he could. OH GOD" Hermione thought brilliantly to herself. "What should I do, I can't have him do that! I know! My time turner! I'll use it to go back and properly lock my door as I go shower, that way it'll never happen. Im not really misusing it, Im preventing something bad from happening. What could possibly go wrong, and besides it'll be all Malfoy's fault."
She grinned guiltily as she took out her time turner. "Here goes nothing" were her final words before she traveled back….
