DPOV
Draco was aware that she was following him and he could practically feel the tension rolling off her. It was like trying to walk through fog, it was that thick. Smiling inside he led her to his bedroom in the West Wing of the Academy. Opening the door, he stood politely to one side, waiting for her to go in. Smiling nervously at him, she stepped through to the left. Draco followed her inside and studied her movements and observations. The mahogany panelled walls were sparsely decorated with a few expensive pieces of art hung on the walls. The king sized bed stood in the middle of the room, covered in a Slytherin silver and green duvet with matching pillows. The look on Hermione's face was actually quite interesting. It was almost as if she hadn't expected his room to be this nice. "Well, looks like I have the right to do anything to you right? Considering I won the bet?" he said in a commanding voice. She meekly nodded. He smiled, devilishly. He laughed. "Relax, Hermione. I'd never do anything to intentionally harm you. I am your mentor, after all. I can't hurt you. I'm bound by the Academy rules. You're safe," he said. She visibly relaxed.
HPOV
Following him through the halls to his room was nerve racking. Oh God, what if he hurts me. What if I never come out? Oh my God, what did I agree to? She was panicking all the way to his room, where he opened the door in a gentlemanly manner. She stepped through the door and observed his room in shock. It was beautiful. The wooden panels on the walls were obviously an expensive mahogany and the king-sized bed was placed in the middle of the room. The covers were, predictably, the Slytherin house colours. "Well, looks like I have the right to do anything to you right? Considering I won the bet?" he said in a commanding voice. She meekly nodded. He smiled, devilishly, the tips of his white teeth showing through. He laughed. "Relax, Hermione. I'd never do anything to intentionally harm you. I am your mentor, after all. I can't hurt you. I'm bound by the Academy rules. You're safe," he said. Hermione visibly relaxed. It was plain stupid being afraid of Draco and stupid was something she most definitely wasn't. She had scored higher than anybody at Hogwarts in the past 50 years. She knew more spells and was also physically strong. Relax, girl. You heard him. He isn't going to hurt you on purpose. Listen to him, for God's sake. "Okay, so what do you want me to do?" she asked, silently thanking God that her voice didn't waver or crack. He smiled again. "Get on the bed, Hermione."
Hi guys. I updated! Hope you enjoyed it. Next chapter will be up soon, by next week hopefully.