Hermione took a sharp breath before pushing herself to her feet. Putting one foot in front of the other she slowly started walking. For weeks Harry and Ron had been pestering her to relax. Ron had even offered "to help relax her". She had no idea what this meant but with Ron everything he said seemed to make her dizzy and give her silly ideas. She shook her head, trying to control her breathing. This was not the time to be thinking about Ron.
She had been dreading this moment ever since she had found out she was head girl. It was a tradition that the Head boy and Head girl shared an 'apartment' together. She was of course excited to be back but she was shaking like a first year. It wasn't the accommodation she was worried about, it was her new roommate.
Her thoughts were interrupted as she turned a corner and spotted Professor Mcgonagall and Dumbledore waiting for her. She grinned and quickened her pace to meet them.
"Good evening", she smiled.
"Good evening, Miss. Granger. I trust you enjoyed the start of term feast!"
"Yes thank you headmaster, it's nice to be home." She looked around, "has..." But before she could finish she already knew her answer. She could feel him standing behind her.
"Evening all", he smirked.
Hermione rolled her eyes. Draco Malfoy. She rarely used the word hate, but she had hated that boy ever since she had first met him. How on earth had HE managed to become head boy? Well… She knew the answer, his grades. They were always one mark off of hers and she was the top student. Malfoy had never cared for anyone or anything but himself. But she had to admit that the person he was, minus the horrific personality, was impressive. He was a top student, quidditch star and captain of the duelling club. He always dressed well and had a certain swagger in the way he walked, making sure that girls constantly wanted him. She was interrupted from her thoughts again.
"You two have to choose a password for your new home", Dumbledore said gesturing to the painting. Hermione turned to look at Draco.
"You choose Hermione", Draco snarled, not averting his gaze from the painting. She shuddered, the way he was speaking frightened her. He was forcing a smile and she had never seen him look so... she wasn't sure. She couldn't quite pinpoint his emotion and it unnerved her. He turned to stare at her with his cold, dark eyes. She had never noticed the colour of his eyes, they were the colour of a thunderstorm at sea. She shuddered again, feeling cold under his stare.
"Hedwig", she blurted out.
"Cute", Draco snarled. She glanced nervously at Dumbledore before following him and Mcgonagall through the painting. She gasped as she entered.
"We tried red and green but it looked like a chewed up Bertie Bott's bean", Dumbledore laughed "so we settled with gold and silver instead." It was beautiful. There were four small sofas arranged around a beautiful marble fireplace. The sofas looked inviting, they were silver with gold edging and looked like the type she would be able to sink into with a good book. She grinned at the thought. On the other side of the room were two desks facing each other, with two chairs of the same design as the sofas. Then she noticed the stairs. There were two staircases leading to two doors, one with "Hermione" and the other with "Draco" written beautifully in silver writing. She looked at the headmaster for permission and he nodded, reading her mind completely. She tried hard not to skip as she made her way to her new room. She opened and gasped again. Her room had a gold and red theme and looked exactly like the Gryffindor common room.
Her bed was easily a King size, maybe even slightly bigger. She fought the temptation to jump into it as she was aware the door was still open but the cushions were calling her for the comfiest nap she knew she would have ever had. She left her room and smiled as she looked down at Mcgonagall and Dumbledore. She glanced over to Draco's door to see that he was smiling down at them too, he even turned to smile at her. She was taken aback at first, not sure how to respond. Maybe he was trying to make an effort to get along, considering they would be living together for the next year.
"We better leave you to explore then", Dumbledore smiled.
"Thank you headmaster", Draco smiled making his way down the stairs to shake the headmaster's hand. Professor Mcgonagall looked aback, so did Hermione. It was weird to see Malfoy acting like a decent human being for once. They both turned to leave and Hermione waved goodbye. They heard the painting swing shut and an awkward silence broke. Hermione was about to say something when Draco turned on his heels and went up to his room. She shrugged and followed suit, her new bed was calling her.
An hour later she realised that they still hadn't gone over what they would say at the prefect meeting the next day. She walked up his steps and knocked loudly on his door. He swung it open and she took a quick breath. He was sweating. Not in the way that Harry or Ron sweated, which was to get all red and blotchy. No. He glistened. He was topless and his toned body glistened dramatically, especially with the rise and fall of his chest with his rapid panting.
"What do you want mudblood?" He snarled. She took a step back and tried to calm down. "Don't think that just because I was friendly earlier we're best friends now and you can just knock on my door without a good reason."
"We still haven't discussed what we're going to say to the prefects tom…"
"Listen here Granger", he cut her off. "My father is not happy with this arrangement and neither am I. I know this place must seem like a palace to your sort but it is nothing compared to the common room my father has paid for back in Slytherin dungeon."
"Well why don't you just move back there then?"
"I can't and you know it", Draco drawled. "The living space is something I can learn to get used to. You however I cannot. The idea of sharing my home with a filthy mudblood makes my blood freeze." He learnt in closer. "I've been having nightmares for weeks that we might even touch. Dirty dirty mudblo…"
She swung to slap him but he caught her hand and smirked.
"That's a bit third year Granger don't you think?" And slammed the door in her face.
I'm new to this and would love some feedback and reviews from everyone! Thank you for reading and more shall be up soon, I'm so excited to write this! Sorry for the short chapter, just easing into it. Next chapters will be longer promise!
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