Title: When Hate Turns into Love.
Disclaimer: Hey people, again! Some people seemed to really like it. Even if they didn't leave reviews, that's still alright. I've been encouraged to write a second chapter; which I'm going to right now. Reviews are nice to leave. Not because it makes me popular, but it allows other people to read my story. So here is chapter number 2. Enjoy. :D
Hermione was pleased when the train arrived at the station. Grabbing her bag, she left the others and went to the back compartment where her future was to be destroyed. Malfoy wasn't there and it made her pleased. She exited out the back and was at the caboose. She held onto the pole of the train and swung across to the platform. The conductor eyed her curiously, but she shrugged it off. Running into a different path, a shortcut she knew, she entered Hogwarts. The castle was full of silence, which made the ball of strangled emotions power up inside her. The urge to cry was huge, but she only allowed a few tears.
She reached the portrait that Dumbledore had explained. It was the one at the end of the hallway with the mermaid on it. It made Hermione smile; the way she moved around in
such elegance, and in such beauty. Dumbledore's voice appeared in the atmosphere.
"I suppose you want the password." He suggested to her.
She looked at him painfully, and nodded at him.
"Very well, then." He implied. "Your password is 'Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus.'"
"…Draco? Why is he in my life so much, now?" She thought depressively. She gave a fake smile.
The portrait opened up at the password, and the young and old stepped inside. The place made Hermione's depression fade into complete awe. The common room that was to be shared had a high ceiling that had a medieval look to it. A fireplace was to the left, and a black leather couch and two black leather chairs were facing the fireplace, and there was a kitchen to the right. In front of her was a mini-library with two windows next to it. The curtains were in a dark red and green color, and it was made out of pure silk. It had a warm atmosphere to it.
Dumbledore let out a chuckle as he watched Hermione's awe. She snapped back to her senses and blushed deeply. She looked down at her feet nervously. She had forgotten that he was still with her.
"I'll leave you to it, Ms. Granger." He remarked and left.
Hermione watched him leave with a 'pop', and she looked around again. She decided to go to the bathroom and see what awaited her there. She saw a sign on the door and went closer to it. In script, the words written Bathroom was labeled on the door. She twisted the fancy knob and peeked inside. She almost fainted. In her sight was about an 8 feet deep swimming pool in the shape of the number 8. Although, it was a bathtub, not a swimming pool. Everything was made out of marble, except for the toilet, the bathtub that looked like a swimming pool, the sink, and the shower. Another sight came to view.
Draco Malfoy was in the shower…naked.
Hermione's eyes grew wide as she saw him naked through the glass door of the bathroom. Her eyes were glued to his every muscle and every move. When her eyes searched even more, she caught sight of his manhood. It was hard and stood out; not to mention, it was the longest one that Hermione could ever think about or see. Letting out a gasp, she closed the door and left before she saw anything else. Malfoy knew she was there however. He gave out a smirk that Hermione didn't catch. She would be teased later on about it.
Hermione ran up the stairs to the room that had the lion on the door and her name on it in script, the picture of Malfoy naked still in her mind. She flung the door open and slammed it shut. She sunk down on the floor and was gasping for air. She couldn't believe what she saw. He was so manly and so tempting underneath those clothes. What girl wouldn't want that?
"WHAT! This is Malfoy here! What am I thinking?" She yelled to herself. She pulled her hair a bit hoping to wake up. She immediately wrote in her diary.
Dear Diary,
You would never believe this! Malfoy is Head Boy, while I'm Head Girl. It's the worse thing that can ever happen in this world. Dumbledore assigned it for peace between the Hogwarts Houses. It sounds like a good idea to the Professors and staff, but it is NOT a good idea for the students. Especially me! Godric and Salazar were always enemies. Rowena and Helga were also enemies with Salazar, too. Salazar was meant to be independent, and strong. Can't Dumbledore see this? Surely, he can!
Anyways, let me get to the point. I escaped my friends because the fact of having Malfoy is just terrible. I went up to the Head's Common Room, which I'm sharing with Malfoy, along with the bathroom. Let me just add that everything in here is simply amazingly gorgeous! So Dumbledore gave me the password and I explored around and he left. I go into the bathroom, and I witnessed Draco Malfoy naked in the shower! I'm finding myself to like it, but he's my enemy! This is so crazy. He hasn't seen me watch him, so I have nothing to worry. But I am disappointed in myself, I must admit. I am going way beyond the limit's here.
I need to wake up. Malfoy is the enemy here, and I'm not going to let him seduce me by being naked. Oh Merlin, if Ron and Harry every found out about this, I'd be dead. What is wrong with me? Maybe it's just a phase…I hope it is. Wishing myself luck with rest, now. Hope you wish me some luck, too!
-Mia.
Hermione shut her diary and stuffed it in her bag. She threw her bag on the bed, and found her luggage's awaiting her. She opened one and found her silky blue pajamas. She smiled and took off her uniform, and replacing her naked body with her shorts and tank. She got her night robe and placed it upon her. Going to the kitchen to get some food, she met Malfoy.
"Enjoying the view in your mind up there." Came Malfoy's cold voice. He had his smirk.
Hermione was confused and just simply continued on. She began looking in the cabinets, and found her tummy rumbling with the food that was supplied.
"Every girl thinks I'm hot naked." He said with a sneer.
Hermione gasped and turned to look at him. He let out an evil laugh, and stood himself up from the couch. He was in his uniform again, and Hermione blushed real red.
"I didn't intend to see you." She remarked as she turned and grabbed a box of cookies.
"Sure you didn't, Granger." He started. "Never knew you had sexual fantasies."
This angered her completely. She was not that type of girl that had sex with every guy she laid her eyes on. She was modest and had respect for herself and others. She shut the cabinet and faced him with anger.
"That's none of your business, Malfoy. Unlike you, I'm not infected and diseased with other people's cum in my body." She spat at him and stormed up the stairs into her room.
Malfoy just stood there in complete shock.
