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Chapter 2
"Wait," I hesitated. "Why cant this be my room, it's got everything I need to survive?" Draco smirked; almost spilling out a couple laughs at the way I was almost pleading for Lucius to let me stay in this room.
"Didn't I tell you she would prefer this room?" he said trying to hold in his laughter so hard he was tripping over his words.
"Actually Mrs. Granger" Lucius spoke, "your room is on the third story and is up the last flight of stairs across from Draco's room. But you may visit this room anytime you like, would that be expectable?" Before I could answer 'Hell no I'm staying no where close to ferret boy this summer', Dumbledore cleared his throat and that meant for all of us to shut up.
"I believe there are more worrying factors in this arrangement than Mrs. Grangers living quarters. Lucius I presume that you already have the new body potion ready, and a body carefully chosen? Remember we would like to make this as easy for Mrs. Granger as possible, but not easy for everybody else." He clarified. Giving both of them a hint that I didn't want to be an ugly hag for the rest of my life.
"Actually," Lucius replied, " Draco made the body requirements for the potion, Dumbledore. Since I did not know what Mrs. Granger would prefer to look like." I sucked in a quick breath. Everyone turned their heads to me seeing if I was still conscious. I started feeling a little dizzy but my head was clear enough to know that Draco was smirking at this also. I knew for sure I was going to look hideous, but when I looked up Draco was trailing his eyes up and down my body. His eyes smoldering; as though he was trying to undress me. I crossed my arms over my chest.
"And how would Draco know what I want to look like?" I questioned, my tone not so nice. Draco stopped looking at my body and brought his eyes up to mine. They were questioning what we both knew. Draco knew what all girls wanted, so why would I be any different.
"Granger, I assure you, you will not be unsatisfied in the choice I made." He said, almost egging me on for even bringing up the subject on my new body.
"Well them," Dumbledore said, "we all know the rules. No mentioning past memories of Hermionie, because you are not her anymore, thus you were not there. You must not do anything drastic either, something to provoke attention. So try to stray away from old habits around people, anything that someone might recognize. And most of all Draco, I expect you to treat Mrs. Granger with the most respect. She is going to need sometime to adjust to the new body you have prepared, and I expect you to help her along." With that final note, he apparated out of that masterpiece of a room, and left me alone with two people in the world I wouldn't mind never seeing again.
"Now Draco," Lucius spoke, "go show Mrs. Granger her room, then bring her down to the kitchen to where we will change her please." He concluded and left the room. Draco made his way over to me and picked up my bags. He told me to follow as he showed me the tour of his house. This was by far the most biggest, beautiful, and relaxing house I have ever seen. He showed me the indoor spa room with a swimming pool, grotto, and so much other steam rooms. He showed me the entertainment room, where all the walls were covered with TV's and a dark room was hidden in the back where their movie theater was. He showed me the room where they keep all there indoor pets, they had mainly snakes, and most of them were poisonous Draco assured me. I hated that hissing noise so Draco moved on, up to the second floor where he said there were over 100 rooms on this floor and they each had a purpose. He would list a couple and move on. We reached the end of the second floor corridor and stopped at the stairs.
"What's that room for?" I asked it was the last room on the floor and a bright red light was shinnying from under the door. Draco blushed at my questioned; I have no idea why. And told me we were going up to see our rooms now, he led us past another bunch of doors till we reached two doors at the end of the hall. He reached for the door on the left and opened it, to which I assumed was my room but I was so wrong.
Draco's walls were black, and the huge window to his room was covered with a black curtain. I was faltered when I wondered how he ever had light, but when I looked up my assumption was confirmed. He had a glass ceiling just like the library. His Bed was also black and backed up to the middle of his wall in his room, with a huge black leather layout couch right underneath the covered up window.
I just kept taking in details so Draco finally spoke, "this is my room Hermionie, in case you need my I'm almost always in here." I was about to make a smart remark like 'maybe that's why you're so pale'. But he closed the door before I could make any noise or movement. "This is yours." He stated. The door opened, and I breathed and walked in. It was all black just like Draco's except the ceiling had a sliding part underneath it in case, Draco said, for my protection. He pressed a button on the wall and it closed. I had a huge circle bed, under my huge window. Everything in this house just seemed to be huge! I had a piano in the opposite side of the room, and a bookcase covering one whole wall of the room. I couldn't see my closet until Draco showed me where it was. He walked over to bookcase, and pulled out 'A Hogwarts A History', but it wouldn't come out all the way, but then I heard a click and I size of a door in the bookcase slide back and over, to where I was revealed into a closet the size of some of the rooms on the second floor.
Draco walked me out and let me take a look at my room. "How do you like it?" He asked, waiting for my response. I was in awe; shock even maybe.
"It's beautiful," I stated as I looked over at Draco. And he was starring back at me, his eyes wild. He smirked though, slightly composing himself.
"You know", he said, " we can try out that bed if you want, we have time?" he questioned smirking. I blushed, was this all that summer had brought me? Malfoy making fun of me and calling me prude?
"I…Uhhh…. shouldn't we get down…" I started stammering, as he advanced toward me. Every step he took, I took on back, until the backs of my knees were hitting the bed and I fell back. He laughed and watched me.
"Getting ready for me already Granger?" He laughed then leaned over me, pressing into me in just the right places. "How do you like the bed Granger? Tell me?" he questioned again. I sucked in my breath, praying for him to get off of me. Draco laughed and ground his hips into me, just then the door opened, and I sprained my eyes shut. Whoever it was probably was going to tell Lucius and get me removed from this house. Someone please get me out of the situation, I thought, just then all of Draco's weight was taken off of me and I felt nothing but the soft comfortable bed. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a grinning blushing Draco and a calm questioning Lucius in the doorway.
How much had he seen?
AN: let me know what you think. Should I keep the story? Does the rating need to be changed? What do you think? Read and review. Btw a flame is when someone says something like 'you suck' and that has no constructed criticism.
