Walking down the steps of her new dormitory, Hermione Granger let out a sigh.
Everything has changed. Some how the excitement of being head girl quickly faded when she stepped into her new common room. It had a bad feeling. She always felt tingles running down her spine when she has her late night reading in the common room.
Her co-head, Draco Malfoy, wasn't much of a help with her being comfortable.
Physically, Draco Malfoy has not changed a bit. He still had the platinum blond hair, ice cold silver eyes and lips that were made for a sneer. He still had the snobbish charm that wooed ever girl in Hogwarts.
Although, his body was leaner and muscled from quidditch. He had the body of greek god, even Hermione was attracted by his looks.
He although grew out of his pureblood state. Hermione can't even remember when was the last time he called her a mudblood. He was still a bully to Harry and Ron but only when provoked.
it's as if he had a personality make over.
After his father died along with Voldemort, it was like Draco snapped out of a curse. He left the company of Crabbe and Goyle and befriended Blaise Zabini.
The heads rarely talked but they had an unspoken truce. His superiority complex still remained but it was tolerable for Hermione.
Hermione Granger though, had changed physically wise. Her use to be bird nest hair tamed down, with the help of magic of course. It fell down to her back, silk and smooth from the roots, ending with spiral ringlets at the bottom. She filled out nicely. At the start of the year she had become an eye catcher.
Twirling a ringlet with her left hand finger and clutching a thick book with her right, she eased down the stairs for comforting read in front of the fire.
Malfoy had a drinking session with his slytherin buddies and told Hermione that he would be back late.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs she was pushed against the wall by an invisible force. She felt a hand gripping her neck, hard enough to make her drop the book but tender enough to let her breathe. Her heart pounded with confusion and fear. Her hands quickly wrapped around the invisible hand restraining her. She struggled to get free but was unsuccessful.
Her hands were suddenly gripped and were held above her head.
She felt a body, a man's body press against her.
She could feel short hot breathes against her cheek. Her eyes watered when she felt a hand caressing her thigh and move up into her skirt. She could barely feel her feet touch the ground. The pressure on her wrist had become painful and the hand on her thigh stopped until it rested on her ass.
The portrait quietly creaked and Hermione fell to the ground.
Draco Malfoy entered the common room to spot Granger sitting at the bottom of the stairs.
Their eyes locked only to be broken when Hermione sped up to her room leaving Draco Malfoy staring at the closed door.