"Okay granger, take my hand." Draco said with a huge grin on his face. Hermione hesitated but did what he said. With her dress in one hand and her hand in another, he began to ran, Hermione was laughing and dragging him behind but that didn't stop him. He kept on running until he stopped suddenly in a spot that looked no different to the rest of the hall.
Draco dropped Hermione's hand and began pacing back and forth 3 times, Hermione wondered at this, there seemed no purpose and how he was going to give her a make-over here was a puzzle to her. Then all of a sudden a door appeared in the wall and Draco walked in, but Hermione just stood there.
Draco's head appeared through the door, he smiled and said "Well aren't you coming Granger?"
"This had better not be a trick Malfoy! Because if it is I'm gunna..."
"There's no need to finish that sentence because this is no trick, just come in and see for yourself!"
"Do I have to?"
"Yes! Now hurry up!"
Hermione held her breath and walked into the room with her eyes closed, getting ready for a bucket of green slime, or better a dragon from the first task to fly at her.
Oh, it had better not be a Hungarian Horntail!
She thought to herself.
"Granger, when are you going to trust me?" Draco asked, he was starting to sound annoyed, Hermione smiled at just the thought of the look of his face.
"Why would you think that I would trust you after all the past experiences we have had?" She asked, failing to hold back her smile.
"Well I didn't expect any miracles, but I hoped that maybe you could at least walk into the bloody room of requirement with your eyes open!"
This worked, Hermione opened her eyes and realised that she ACTUALLY was in the room of requirement, it was set out as both a hairdresser and a beautician to the side. She gasped.
"How do you know about the Room of Requirement?"
"I could ask you the same question but that would be a stupid question."
"What does that mean?"
"Um, Granger? Have you met yourself? The answer would obviously be Hogwarts a History"
"Oh yeah. Oops." Hermione was beginning to blush.
Draco had already put Hermione's plain blue dress on the mannequin and started cutting the top layer of the dress the make it look more like a cocktail dress with his wand.
"What are you doing!?"
"I'm making your dress look better, it was plain and boring, you could have hardly been belle of the ball with that dress before I fixed it. Hermione couldn't help but think that it looked better, but she wasn't going to tell Malfoy that.
"Calm down okay Granger? If I have anything to do with this you'll be the envy of the night, mark my words."
