Harry Potter and the Wizarding 8th Year
A/N: This is a pairing of Hermione and Draco and Harry and Ron. If you have something against Shounen Ai or homosexuality, I suggest you don't read this. Rated
Harry, Ron, and Hermione all stood in the line to get rooms assigned to them. A grin passed over Harry's face as he leaned against the wall and looked around.
"This is gonna be just like Hogwarts," He said enthusiastically to both of them. "And I won't have to go to the Dursley's for much longer because they said they gave jobs for wizards right out of this place."
"They do, but what type of jobs, no one knows." Hermione chimed in and looked at the two men, who were her best friends, in front of her. Having grown a lot since the last year of Hogwarts, the two of them now towered by at least a foot over her and each seemed to have grown even more handsome. Harry had cut his hair to his ears and it now shown with a midnight black hue. Ron's was also cut to his ears but longer in back and it set off the freckles that spotted his cheeks and nose, making him look innocent for his age. "They said Dalwel, the school, was the best in England though, so that should mean they had some good jobs to offer. Hopefully into the Ministry of Magic..." Hermione trailed off, a smile lighting her face.
"'Ey! Hermy, snap out of it," Ron whispered to her with a grin, using the name they had come up during the last few years. Hermione looked at him with glare.
"Don't call me that!" Hermione shot at him as she moved her bags forward in line.
"Bloody, why?!" Ron said, faking anger.
"Because it degrades me!" Hermione said matter of factly.
"Nu uh," Ron whispered to her innocently.
"Yes-huh!" Hermione yelled at him as Harry looked at both of them and laughed quietly, used to the two of them bickering. Harry looked down at Hermione and studied her for a moment, looking at how much she had grown over the years too.
She wore her simple black robes that were open in front, showing the skirt she had on and the black tank top she had. He smiled, noting that she had all the curves that would drive a man crazy if they actually could see past the robe. He had dated her the last year of Hogwarts and then they had broken up when they realized that nothing had worked between them and there was no chemistry. Ron had dated her the year before Harry even had and there was no chemistry between them but Hermione had dumped Ron and Ron had been a wreck for a long time after that, even having had to use Harry to hold him and comfort him, though that for some odd reason hadn't seemed that disturbing or uncomfortable.
As they got to the head of the line, Harry turned around and told the person at the desk his name. After a moment, he was handed an envelope and stepped to the side as Ron and Hermione did the same thing and received theirs.
They all walked to the very side and looked at each other earnestly before tearing open the envelopes and looking at their classes and who they were dorming with. Hermione had taken co-ed but Harry and Ron had said they wanted a floor with only males. Ron and Harry both grabbed the pink slip that said what room they were assigned and looked at the numbers and then at each other and cried out in happiness, jumping up and down. Hermione glanced at them.
"We got into the same room!" They both said at the same time, outrageously happy. Hermione grinned at them.
"You had luck on your side. I wonder who I have as a dorm-mate.." Hermione thought aloud. "Might as well goto the rooms and see then. They all hefted their bags onto their shoulders. "I'll see you two later," Hermione said and they all said their goodbyes and headed towards the floors. Hermione went to the second floor (happy that they were in the same house at least) and to 23 A. She took out the key from the envelope and then opened it and stepped into the dark room, dropping her bags on the floor. She turned around and closed the door before turning on the light and turning back around. She heard a groan from the bed nearest the window, compared to the one near the closet.
"Turn off the light," she heard the person groan and then froze as she started to turn off the light, realizing whose deep drawling (though not so drawling at the moment) voice it was.
"Malfoy!" She cried out in shock and saw the lump in the bed move and a pale blonde head came from under the covers which held a surprised look as well.
"Granger!" He yelled and lept out of bed, which was probably a bad idea because he had no shirt and was clad in his boxers, which she noted where silk and clung quite we- Enough of that Hermione! Although the sight of him without a shirt and his muscles (quite amusing since she had never seen him lift a finger to do anything) very well formed, wasn't a bad thing, she was still surprised to why he was in this room.
"What are you doing in my room!?" Draco yelled at her, not even realizing his state of undress.
"Your room!? This is my room!" She fired right back at him, not being able to vent her anger except on him. Hermione walked right over to him and shoved her paper with her room number in his face. Draco looked down at it and stifled a cry and he scrambled to his bag that was right next the bed, apparently he hadn't started setting his room up yet. Bending down, which seemed to raise his boxers to show off his thighs, which were slightly pale but not too, even had a slight tan and were muscled, he pulled out another pink piece of paper and went over to her again. Draco put the piece of paper in front of her eyes and Hermione gawked in anger.
"UGH!" She screamed, losing control of herself for almost the first time in her life. "I will not board with you! This is not fair!" She yelled again, stomping her foot.
"Like I want to with you, Mudblood!" He said, forgetting to drawl.
"I'm gonna go get this fixed, just go back to sleep Malfoy." Hermione growled and left the room, slamming the door but leaving her things in there to come back later for.
A/N: This is a pairing of Hermione and Draco and Harry and Ron. If you have something against Shounen Ai or homosexuality, I suggest you don't read this. Rated
Harry, Ron, and Hermione all stood in the line to get rooms assigned to them. A grin passed over Harry's face as he leaned against the wall and looked around.
"This is gonna be just like Hogwarts," He said enthusiastically to both of them. "And I won't have to go to the Dursley's for much longer because they said they gave jobs for wizards right out of this place."
"They do, but what type of jobs, no one knows." Hermione chimed in and looked at the two men, who were her best friends, in front of her. Having grown a lot since the last year of Hogwarts, the two of them now towered by at least a foot over her and each seemed to have grown even more handsome. Harry had cut his hair to his ears and it now shown with a midnight black hue. Ron's was also cut to his ears but longer in back and it set off the freckles that spotted his cheeks and nose, making him look innocent for his age. "They said Dalwel, the school, was the best in England though, so that should mean they had some good jobs to offer. Hopefully into the Ministry of Magic..." Hermione trailed off, a smile lighting her face.
"'Ey! Hermy, snap out of it," Ron whispered to her with a grin, using the name they had come up during the last few years. Hermione looked at him with glare.
"Don't call me that!" Hermione shot at him as she moved her bags forward in line.
"Bloody, why?!" Ron said, faking anger.
"Because it degrades me!" Hermione said matter of factly.
"Nu uh," Ron whispered to her innocently.
"Yes-huh!" Hermione yelled at him as Harry looked at both of them and laughed quietly, used to the two of them bickering. Harry looked down at Hermione and studied her for a moment, looking at how much she had grown over the years too.
She wore her simple black robes that were open in front, showing the skirt she had on and the black tank top she had. He smiled, noting that she had all the curves that would drive a man crazy if they actually could see past the robe. He had dated her the last year of Hogwarts and then they had broken up when they realized that nothing had worked between them and there was no chemistry. Ron had dated her the year before Harry even had and there was no chemistry between them but Hermione had dumped Ron and Ron had been a wreck for a long time after that, even having had to use Harry to hold him and comfort him, though that for some odd reason hadn't seemed that disturbing or uncomfortable.
As they got to the head of the line, Harry turned around and told the person at the desk his name. After a moment, he was handed an envelope and stepped to the side as Ron and Hermione did the same thing and received theirs.
They all walked to the very side and looked at each other earnestly before tearing open the envelopes and looking at their classes and who they were dorming with. Hermione had taken co-ed but Harry and Ron had said they wanted a floor with only males. Ron and Harry both grabbed the pink slip that said what room they were assigned and looked at the numbers and then at each other and cried out in happiness, jumping up and down. Hermione glanced at them.
"We got into the same room!" They both said at the same time, outrageously happy. Hermione grinned at them.
"You had luck on your side. I wonder who I have as a dorm-mate.." Hermione thought aloud. "Might as well goto the rooms and see then. They all hefted their bags onto their shoulders. "I'll see you two later," Hermione said and they all said their goodbyes and headed towards the floors. Hermione went to the second floor (happy that they were in the same house at least) and to 23 A. She took out the key from the envelope and then opened it and stepped into the dark room, dropping her bags on the floor. She turned around and closed the door before turning on the light and turning back around. She heard a groan from the bed nearest the window, compared to the one near the closet.
"Turn off the light," she heard the person groan and then froze as she started to turn off the light, realizing whose deep drawling (though not so drawling at the moment) voice it was.
"Malfoy!" She cried out in shock and saw the lump in the bed move and a pale blonde head came from under the covers which held a surprised look as well.
"Granger!" He yelled and lept out of bed, which was probably a bad idea because he had no shirt and was clad in his boxers, which she noted where silk and clung quite we- Enough of that Hermione! Although the sight of him without a shirt and his muscles (quite amusing since she had never seen him lift a finger to do anything) very well formed, wasn't a bad thing, she was still surprised to why he was in this room.
"What are you doing in my room!?" Draco yelled at her, not even realizing his state of undress.
"Your room!? This is my room!" She fired right back at him, not being able to vent her anger except on him. Hermione walked right over to him and shoved her paper with her room number in his face. Draco looked down at it and stifled a cry and he scrambled to his bag that was right next the bed, apparently he hadn't started setting his room up yet. Bending down, which seemed to raise his boxers to show off his thighs, which were slightly pale but not too, even had a slight tan and were muscled, he pulled out another pink piece of paper and went over to her again. Draco put the piece of paper in front of her eyes and Hermione gawked in anger.
"UGH!" She screamed, losing control of herself for almost the first time in her life. "I will not board with you! This is not fair!" She yelled again, stomping her foot.
"Like I want to with you, Mudblood!" He said, forgetting to drawl.
"I'm gonna go get this fixed, just go back to sleep Malfoy." Hermione growled and left the room, slamming the door but leaving her things in there to come back later for.