CHAPTER 2

HERMIONE'S P.O.V
The sorting had just finished, and the feast had been eaten. McGonagall had given the notices and everyone was getting up. Hermione stood up and smiled at Harry and Ron who were across from her. She had sat with her back towards the wall and could see all the way over to the Slytherin table where Draco was sitting.
"You have your own common room don't you Hermione?" Ron asked
"Oh, what? Ah, yeah. Well I had better go. I'll see you both tomorrow." Hermione said, feeling distracted from dinner. They were now in the great hall so she hugged them both and went up a different staircase.
"See you at breakfast." Ron and Harry both said.
Hermione was walking along the empty corridor listening to her heels click on the ground as she walked. She was thinking about what happened during dinner.
'Why did Draco keep looking at me? Yes, he was acting weird when we boarded the train, but the way he kept looking at me while we were eating was strange.' she thought. Hermione was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't hear the person following her. She rounded a corner and felt someone's fingers on her waist. Hermione spun around and saw no one, so she retraced her steps and looked around the corner but saw no one.
'How odd.' she thought. She kept on walking to her knew common room. She came to a painting of a boy and girl, both wearing Hogwarts robes, a Heads badge each and both were carrying there books under their arm. They both looked very proud, happy, and comfortable with one another. Hermione looked around and saw that she was standing next to the entrance to the Astronomy Tower.
'This is a really nice place for a new common room.' She thought. Hermione was about to say her new password when she noticed that the boy was from Slytherin and the girl from Gryffindor. She smiled to her self subconsciously, not knowing that she did.
"Hey, I'm the new head girl. Were you 2 the first Head boy and girl at Hogwarts?" she asked feeling curious
"Why yes. We were. We were the first Gryffindor/Slytherin head match. There have only been 7 other Gryffindor/Slytherin Heads." The boy spoke.
"Well, that's going to change. I'm Hermione from Gryffindor. And the head boy, Draco, is from Slytherin." Hermione told them. They both beamed.
"That is excellent to hear! Now go inside and enjoy your new common room. I'm not sure if you have been told, but you both will have a week to decide wether or not you will stay in here for the year, or go back to your old rooms. Now, what is the password?" The girl let Hermione know.
"Unity." she said. They swung themselves open and exposed the common room to Hermione. She stepped in through a small hallway with an open door frame. The common room was painted a cosy cream colour. There was a huge fireplace on the left hand side of the room. On either side of the doorway was a huge floor to ceiling bookcase filled with books. Opposite the fireplace was an equally huge bay window, with a comfortable window seat looking over the Hogwarts grounds. In the living room was 2 comfy, plush, long, chocolate brown couches facing each other. In between them was a sizeable coffee table, big enough for 2 people to work from. Across from the entrance on the last wall was a double sweeping staircase and at the top of the staircase was 3 doors. The one on the left lead to Hermione's room. The middle was the bathroom, and the door on the right lead to Draco's room. In the middle of the staircases was a desk, chair and lamp for writing.
'I am not going anywhere. I love this room!' Hermione thought. She opened the door to her bedroom and saw that it was painted a soft velvety maroon red, a true Gryffindor colour. There was a king size bed covered in a matching maroon red duvet and crisp white sheets. Next to her bed on either side was a small dark wooden bedside table. There was a wardrobe on the left hand side, on the right there was a door which lead to the bathroom. Above her bed was a window which was the length of her room. Hermione kicked off her heels and let her bare feet touch the cream carpet, which was soft and fluffy. She saw that her trunk was waiting for her at the end of her bed and Crookshanks empty cage. He was asleep on the end of her bed, his ginger fur clashing terribly with the duvet cover. She scratched him behind the ear which he greeted with a hearty pur.

Hermione stood up with most of her back to her bedroom door and pulled her robes off over her head. She lay them down on her bed next to Crookshanks. Hermione slowly unbuttoned her pale green blouse which she had been wearing underneath her robes. Once all of the buttons were undone, she gently wriggled her shoulders and her top slide down until she caught the collar in her hands. She lay her top over her robes and then undid the zip of her skirt. Hermione bent over slightly pushing the skirt over her behind. She stood up straight and let the skirt fall to the ground revealing matching mint green french knickers. Hermione reached out and shut the door and then bent over to pick up her skirt, which she again, lay over her robes.
'I hope I packed my silk PJ's.' Hermione thought to herself. Right at the bottom of her trunk she found light purple, floor length silk PJ bottoms.
'Your kidding. Damn, I must have left my top at home. This will do.' Hermione thought as she pulled out a white singlet top. She removed her lingerie and put her PJ's on.
'Right, now to find my toothbrush.' She thought as she pulled out her toilet bag and carried it into the bathroom. The bathroom was amazing. It was tiled ceiling to floor in white marble. All of the fixtures were gold. In the middle of the floor was a bath big enough for 4 people to lie down in. In the corners on Hermione's left were 2 huge showers which ended just before both Hermione and Draco's doors, and between those was a vanity unit with a large mirror and 2 basins. At the end of each shower was a linen cupboard filled with plush white towels, bathmats, hand towels and face clothes. On either side of the door leading into the living room were marble toilets. All 3 doors had locks on them ensuring their privacy. Hermione walked up to the basins, put her toilet bag down and fished out her toothbrush and toothpaste. After brushing her teeth she removed her eye make up and was now taking her hair out. She was shaking it out as Draco walked into the room. Hermione looked over at him and couldn't help but stare at his body. He was wearing black cotton boxers and nothing else. He had well toned abs, but he wasn't to muscly. He had a cute blonde snail trail leading into his low sitting boxers.
"Once you've stopped admiring my body I would like to use the bathroom in private." Draco interrupted Hermione's thoughts with his usual cold drawl.
"Whatever. Goodnight." Hermione said as she got herself together and left. Back in her room she noticed her breathing was a little bit heavier.
'Hermione, deal with it. It's a nice body and that's it. You can look all you want, but do not get caught!' She thought to herself. Hermione put away her clothes and climbed into her bed. She heard Draco turn the shower on next door. Hermione smiled to herself thinking how great it was to be back. She fell asleep listening to the sound of the running water in the shower.

DRACO'S P.O.V
"What are you staring at?" Blaise Zabini asked
"What? Oh nothing." Draco said. In truth he had been staring at Hermione. She was laughing with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
'Malfoy. Pull yourself together. Seriously. She's a Mudblood. Get over it.' He thought
"Can you pass me the Pumpkin Juice Blaise?" Draco asked
"Sure, whatever." he replied passing it.
The feast had now ended, and McGonagall had given her start of year speech.
"I'll see you guys later. I have my own common room. See you tomorrow." Draco said absent mindedly as he had just seen Hermione sway past.
"See you at breakfast Malfoy." Blaise said
Draco rushed out of the Great Hall in time to see Hermione walk up one of the staircases. He silently followed her, keeping in the shadows so she would not see him.
'That arse. How does she move it like that?' Draco thought, practically mesmerised by the way Hermione moved her hips making her behind sway. They were nearly at the entrance when Hermione rounded a corner. Draco put his hand out, then placed it on her waist again and quickly pulled it away again. He heard Hermione stop, so Draco pulled himself behind a tapestry into a hole in the wall. He heard Hermione stop right next to the tapestry but she didn't pull it back, by the sound of it she had kept walking.
'Why did you do that? Again! That is the second time you've done that! Get a grip!' He thought angrily to himself. He could now hear Hermione talking vaguely to someone. Draco stepped out from behind the tapestry and poked his head around the corner. He saw Hermione talking to the entrance to their new common room. The portrait was of the first Head boy and girl of Hogwarts. He leaned up against the wall out of view and ran his fingers through his sleek hair letting out a deep breath. He must of been waiting for a while because when he rounded the corner Hermione wasn't there.
"Hello there young man. You must be who the lovely lady before you called Draco. How do you do?" The Gryffindor Head girl greeted him
"Yes, I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy. I am indeed the new Head boy." Draco replied incredibly politly
"I hope you enjoy your final year. I can assure you, we did. Do you have the password?" The Slytherin Head boy said while winking at the head girl
"Unity." Draco said and the portrait opened revealing a spacious common room. The first thing that caught Draco's eye was the grand, double sweeping staircase with a desk in between them with a chair in front of it ad a lamp on top of it. Draco looked up the stairs and saw 3 doors. The 1 one the middle he knew would be the bathroom. The 1 on the right he assumed to be his room because the door on the left was open and Draco could see Hermione Scratching her cats ear. She hadn't seen him yet. Draco silently walked forward feeling the rush that voyeurism brought. He carefully walked up the staircase on the left to ensure better viewing. Draco saw Hermione pull her robes over her head. When she lifted her arms Draco could see a flat, tanned stomach. She turned almost side on, so he could see most of her profile. Hermione slowly began unbuttoning her blouse, which was teasing Draco immensely. He could already feel a bulge in his pants. Hermione shook her shoulders gently and caught her blouse in her hands exposing her sexy, mint green, lace bra. Draco didn't realise he was holding his breath. After she Hermione lay her blouse on her bed she leaned forward ever so slightly making her behind even more desirable then normal. She unzipped it, and Draco started rubbing his thigh through his bulging pants. Hermione pushed her skirt down revealing lace, mint green, french knickers. The way the bottom of her behind was sitting out the bottom of her knickers made Draco rub faster. Hermione reached her arm out and closed her bedroom door. Draco took a deep breath and stopped rubbing. He opened his bedroom door. His room was a soft, deep emerald green. On the left hand side of his room was a door which led into the bathroom. He had a king size bed which was covered in an emerald green duvet and crisp white sheets. On the right side of his room was a large wardrobe, and above his bed, taking up the whole wall was a large window looking over the Hogwarts grounds. On either side of his bed were dark wooden bedside tables. Draco saw that his trunk had already been brought up. He sat down on top of it using all of his will power to gain control over his body. It took a while but he did. He removed his robes and carefully placed them on the end of his bed. He pulled his black polo off and put it on top of his robes. After removing his jeans he also placed them on top of his robes. He opened his wardrobe and found a full length mirror. He took a look at his own reflection and felt a slight sense of pride. Draco didn't have to work hard on his body, it basically fell down to good genes. His upper body was well toned, but not overly muscly. He had defined abs and anyone who took a look at his arms would appreciate them. All he was wearing was a pair of black cotton boxers. Draco ran his fingers through his silvery blonde hair again and saw an odd twinkle in his grey eyes. Draco took a deep breath and then opened the bathroom door.

The first thing he noticed was the high quality marble coating the bathroom, the huge bath in the middle of the floor and the separate showers. The second thing he noticed was Hermione. She was wearing pale purple silk PJ bottoms and a white singlet top. The way she was tilting her head, exposing her long neck, shaking out her hair, looked incredibly good. Draco noted that she must have been cold as her nipples were hard. He also noted that her top must have been old as it was see through and he could see the pinkness of her nipples straining against that fabric. He took a deep breath trying to keep in control. Hermione looked up and opened her eyes nice and wide. She was taking in every inch of Draco's body.
"Once you've stopped admiring my body I would like to use the bathroom in private." Draco interrupted, hoping his usual cold drawl was present in his tone. He noticed her eyes went back to normal and she absentmindedly shook herself slightly
"Whatever. Goodnight." Hermione said as she took one last look and then left the room. Draco looked down and saw the familiar bulge in his pants.
'You have to be kidding me. I hope this doesn't happen every time I see her!' Draco thought in disbelief. He walked over to his shower and turned it on. The water was the perfect temperature instantly. He removed his boxers allowing himself to reach his full length. He stepped inside the shower letting the water cascade over his naked body. He put his right hand on the cold marble wall and put all of his weight into his right hand. He closed his eyes and the image of Hermione undressing came to mind. He could see every curve of her body and every movement she made. He lifted his left hand and wrapped it around his member.
'I hope that the water is loud enough' Draco thought. He did not want Hermione to hear his moaning from his act of self pleasure.