Disclaimer: As you may have already noticed, I do not now, nor have I ever, owned Harry Potter. The only things in this story I own are the plot, the babies, and the revised character names to fit their new gender. Everything else belongs to JKR.
Hermes and Dracona (Hermione and Draco)
Dracona, a tall slender girl, with long white-blonde hair that cascaded down in soft waves, pulled her partner Hermes along the corridor on the fourth floor, looking for the portrait that marked the entrance to their little house. One thing that hadn't changed about Draco when he became Dracona was the fact that she wasn't very happy. She seemed quite the angry girl and that would lead anyone to believe that you can take the girl (or boy) out of Slytherin but you can't take the Slytherin out of the girl (or boy). She had an unusually firm grip on Hermes' wrist and his face was scrunched due to the pain coming from his wrist.
"Um...Dracona?" he asked in a very quiet voice. Dracona turned and glared at him. She stopped and put her free hand on her hip, leaning forward and raising an eyebrow, as if daring Hermes to go on with what he was about to say. "Never mind." Dracona scoffed and turned back around, continuing her persuit down the corridor, looking for the portrait.
"Finally!" she cried in an aggravated voice as the two of them stopped in front of a portrait of a brilliant white pony and it's very ladylike rider. Dracona scoffed again as she stared at the portrait and it became obvious to Hermes that she didn't approve of it. She began tapping her foot as if waiting for the portrait to just swing open and admit them.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Hermes asked her quietly. Dracona turned and stared at him, cocking an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah? What's that idiot?" the girl asked in a cold voice. Hermes didn't reply. Instead, he pointed at the second parchment that Dracona had in her hand, on top of which was written the password to their house. Dracona looked down at the parchment and scowled. Looking back at the portrait, she said in a very sarcastic voice, "Equality."
"Precisely young lady," the woman on the pony said in a very polite voice. She gave a small smile as the portrait swung forward to admit the two of them into the common room.
"Yeah, whatever," Dracona mumbled as she climbed inside, followed by a very apologetic looking Hermes. "What a pathetic password," Dracona said aloud, plopping down on the couch just as the portrait swung shut.
Hermes gazed around the room in amazement. He couldn't believe his eyes, the house was simply gorgeous! The walls were a creamy white color, as was the carpet. There was a luxurious black leather sofa in the middle of the room, on which Dracona was sitting in a very rude way. An elegant glass coffee table sat in front of the couch, across from which there was a fireplace already ablaze with a cozy fire. Long black silk curtains had been hung over the windows. A bookcase stood against the far side wall and a black leather chair sat slightly off to the side in front of it. An elegant torch had been fixed to the wall just behind the chair. Three doors were set in the back wall which Hermes understood to be the two bedrooms and the bathroom. Finally, the mantle on the fireplace had been adorned with pictures of the two of them together as though they were a married couple.
When Dracona noticed these pictures, she scowled, stood up, walked over to the fireplace, and knocked each and every one of them to the floor. "Stupid pictures," she said. "Like I would ever really be that happy." She scoffed, put her hands on her hips, looked at Hermes and said, "I'm going to bed, don't bother me!" She turned and stormed into the room on the left. "Oh, and you can sleep on the couch tonight, regardless of whether or not you have a bed in here!" she added, slamming the door shut behind her.
Hermes sighed and plopped down on the couch, still gazing around the room in amazement. He was overwhelmed. He had expected to enter the room and find a Gryffindor/Slytherin decor, something like red trimmed with silver or green trimmed with gold. He had not been expecting anything like this at all and he had a little bit of trouble taking it all in. He layed down and sighed again. This was going to definitely be a long year. He could tell that Dracona didn't like him and living with her was going to be very challenging. In the back of his mind, the spark that was Hermione said, 'If Draco's this horrible now, I dread seeing how he'll be when he's pregnant!'
Harrietta and Lunix (Harry and Luna)
The girl who could be Snow White walked casually along a second floor corridor, carefully scanning the portraits for one of a sailor with a parrot on his shoulder. Lunix, walked along side of her, his fingers enlaced with hers as they walked hand and hand. He was glancing down at the map he held in his hand and every so often, he would look up to see if they were anywhere near their portrait. When he saw that they weren't, he looked down at the map again, studying it and hoping they hadn't made any wrong turns.
"Excuse me, are you lost?" asked a sudden voice. Both Harrietta and Lunix turned around to see who had spoken. A boy of about fourteen stood in front of them, a curious look on his face. He was examining the two of them but especially Harrietta who was wearing Gryffindor robes. The boy, who was also wearing Gryffindor robes, looked at her as though he had never seen her before.
"Not necessarily Dennis," Harrietta said to the boy. The fourth year's eyes widened in surprise. It was clear to her that he hadn't been expecting her to know his name.
"How do you know my name? I've never seen you in Gryffindor Tower before. Strangely enough though, you look kind of familiar." Harrietta smiled at him.
"Speaking of Gryffindor Tower, you should be getting back there before one of the teachers catches you out after hours." The boy called Dennis looked momentarily puzzled before gasping and dashing away in such a hurry that he skidded around the corner up ahead. Harrietta shook her head, smiling and she and Lunix continued their search for the portrait of the sailor with the parrot.
They didn't have to look for much longer because about two portraits down, they found him. He was a chubby little man with rosy cheeks and a short white beard. If it weren't for the sailor suit and the blue and white sailor hat he wore on his head, Harrietta would've mistaken him for Santa Clause. When he saw them approach, he smiled down at them broadly. Harrietta and Lunix smiled back and Lunix consulted the second piece of parchment which held no more than two words.
"Well, hello there," said the sailor in a cheery voice. He had a slight seafarer's growl and his eyes twinkled as he continued to smile at them. "You two must be the couple who will be staying in my house for the year. It is so nice to meet you." He seemed to stop and think for a moment before saying, "Actually, it is so nice to have a purpose in this castle at last. I've been so bored with no one to visit me and nothing to do." Lunix looked up from the parchment, still smiling at the sailor.
"I'm terribly sorry to cut this little chat short but I'm really rather tired," he said. "So, may we please go in?" The sailor did not seem upset. Instead he smiled wider.
"Why of course you can. Do you have the password there lad?" Lunix nodded.
"Unbreakable bond," he said. The sailor nodded and swung forward to admit them.
Harrietta and Lunix walked inside to find an amazing blue decored room. The walls were a deep navy blue color while the carpet was a very pale blue. A comfortable chocolate brown sofa stood against one wall, opposite a roaring fire. And polished wood coffee table stood in front of it. There was a rocking chair in the far corner. A small shelf full of childrens books sat beside it. The same pale blue the graced the floor, graced the curtains as well. Two doors stood in the back wall and a third was in the far side wall.
Lunix yawned heavily and began heading for the right hand door in the back wall. Harrietta followed him, taking his hand again. Lunix looked back and smiled at her. He pushed open the door to the room as they approached it and entered, pulling Harrietta glently inside with him. The walls were a light sky blue. A bed with with a black comforter and blue sheets stood against one wall, while another bed, this one with a red comforter and white sheets stood against the other wall. There was a dresser on each side of the room, one of which was white, the other of which was black. A walk in closet stood in the back wall and the walls were lined with shelves all holding pictures of the couple. There was a nightstand next to each bed with a single burning candle.
Lunix yawned again and headed for the bed with the black comforter. He kicked off his shoes and climbed into the bed. Within seconds, he was out cold. Harrietta looked at him for a moment, smiled and then got ready for bed herself. Climbing in, she sighed happily and looked up at the ceiling. Things were great and she didn't see how they could possibly go wrong. Sighing again, she shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
A/N: Well, what did you all think of chappie 2? If you're wondering why I only did these two couples, it's because they'll be my main focus in the story, followed closely by Ron and Pansy. Ginny and Neville will appear but they aren't really going to be crucial characters. Ron and Pansy's house design will come in a later chappie in which I think I will have them baby sitting both of the these couples' kids. So, theirs isn't really crucial now. Anyway, please review! I get really motivated to keep going when people leave reviews.
