Hey guys! I've been updating a lot faster with this story! I just can't wait to get to the part where Draco and Hermione realize that they'll be sharing a dorm! Ugh, I really hate Cormac. I modeled him after my ex, and I modeled Pansy after my brother's girlfriend. Yep. I work so hard on each individual sentence, and I'm glad you guys like it so much. Leave reviews too! Reviews are my life. For the sorting ceremony, I used the names of my friends. I love you guys! Anyway, let's get started!(I wish I owned Harry Potter. Then maybe Zac Efron could marry me. Though, it belongs to J.K. Rowling. She did a much better job than I would've.)
~PotterheadKitty~
Finally, after what seemed like ages, the train chugged to a stop. Hermione reached for her trunk, but Cormac pulled it down for her.
"I don't want you to get hurt," he said, smirking. She just nodded mutely, annoyed, and walked down the packed aisle. Everyone was trying to get off the train at once.
"Firs'-years! Firs'-years this way!" Hagrid was screaming over the babble of voices. Hermione smiled as she saw the new first years' terrified faces as they approached him, the enormous body against the night. She remembered feeling the exact same way.
"Right, babe?" Cormac was saying.
"Oh...um..." She scrambled for a response, but she had no idea what he was telling her. He glared at her out of the corner of his eye. "Are you listening?"
"No..."
He just rolled his eyes and was finally able to step off the train. She stumbled behind him, and felt a hand on her shoulder. Hermione whirled around. Standing there was Ginny, her arms gleefully wrapped around Harry.
"Want to ride in a carriage together?" Harry asked her, smiling.
"Yes, of course!" Hermione said at the same time Cormac grumbled, "No, Hermione and I are riding together."
Ginny's eyes darted from Hermione's to Cormac's and pulled Harry's arm. "Uh...okay...let's go." Hermione watched helplessly as they disappeared into a carriage. Before hopping into one, she saw Luna Lovegood pet the thestral that was pulling it.
"Let's go, before all the empty ones are taken," Cormac said. He grabbed her hand and helped her onto the carriage.
"I can get on by myself, thank you," she said icily. "I don't need help." He ignored her and slid onto the seat next to her.
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Draco filed into the Great Hall after Blaise. Thankfully, he had lost Pansy in the crowd of kids. "Hurry!" Draco pushed Blaise's back so she wouldn't randomly show up.
"Calm down, I'm going," he said quietly. He looked around to see if she had appeared. "It's all clear," he replied sarcastically.
"Thank Merlin," he mumbled, sliding onto the seat next to him. To his delight, Theodore Nott sat on his left and Millicent Bulstrode sat in front of him. There was no way for Pansy to sit anywhere near them. He slapped Blaise a high five and was finally able to relax his death grip on the table.
"Listen," Blaise murmured. "I'm not going to spend the rest of my seventh year trying to hide you from Parkinson. If you hate her so much, just cut things off with her. As in, forever."
Draco took a deep breath. "I know. But who will I shag when I'm in the mood for it?"
Blaise stared at him as if he had three heads. "You're the Slytherin Sex God," he said sarcastically. "Any girl would eat dog shit just to have a night with you."
Draco smirked and grinned. He loved being told of his own notoriety. "Can't argue with that," he said, as a hot Ravenclaw girl eyed him from her table. He winked and bit his lip back.
Unfortunately, his view of her was blocked by all of the first years filing into the Great Hall. His stomach gave a little growl. He honestly wished he had bought something from the trolley instead of running into Granger.
Granger. The thought of her made his eyes stray to the Gryffindor table. She was sitting there, facing him, as Cormac McLaggen tried to grope her. Draco was stunned by the red-hot fury that coursed through his veins. Granger swatted his hand away, trying to laugh it off, but he wouldn't leave her alone. Stop, he thought. She said no.
Draco shook his head and blinked, trying to regain himself. A cigarette would be great right now, but that damned candy geezer took away his pack.
"God," Draco exclaimed, slapping his hand down on the wood table. Every Slytherin student within a two-foot radius turned to glance at him.
"You okay?" Blaise whispered. The Sorting was just about to start and they weren't exactly supposed to be talking. Draco just nodded curtly, his eyes on Granger. She was now titled away from McLaggen, trying to focus on McGonagall. But the asshole was persistent. Draco wanted to march over there and slap him a good one in the face.
"Avera, Alex!"
Draco watched, his hand on his chin, as McGonagall dramatically placed it on the dark-haired boy's head. The hat pondered, for a moment, mumbling to the kid. "RAVENCLAW!"
Draco could see the hot, red-haired Ravenclaw girl clap as Alex approached their table. She looked up at him and licked her lips. Draco raised his eyebrows back and mouthed Hey to her.
"Who are you talking to?" Blaise asked beside him. He had just looked up from flirting with Daphne Greengrass. Draco jutted his chin toward the girl. Blaise's eyebrows shot into his hairline. "Hot," he whispered.
"Dibs."
"Dammit."
Just then, Draco's iPhone bleeped in his robes' pocket. "I bet you 20 Galleons who that is," he muttered, yanking it out. Where are you sexy? Pansy had sent him. Resisting the urge to vomit, he dropped his phone back in his pocket and rubbed his forehead with his fingers. He had a serious headache now.
"Brown, Caroline!" "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Clifford, Mike!" "SLYTHERIN!"
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"Cormac, shhh," Hermione whispered. The Sorting Ceremony was getting ready to start.
Cormac rubbed his hands along the inside of her skirt. She jerked away from him, her cheeks blazing. "Stop."
"No," he snickered.
Hermione sighed and shifted away from him. "I'm trying to pay attention," she muttered, as the Sorting Hat was placed on a trembling dark-haired boy. "RAVENCLAW!"
"You've seen these things millions of times," he said quietly, moving toward her. "I don't see why you would want to watch another ceremony-just a bunch of scared little kids getting sorted into houses. Big deal."
"I'm not gonna shag you in the middle of the Great Hall."
Cormac snorted. "Fine then." He reached out and took her hand instead, lacing his fingers with hers. She sighed, feeling this was the best she was gonna get, she turned back to the Sorting.
"Brown, Caroline!" "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Clifford, Mike!" "SLYTHERIN!"
Hermione looked over and Ginny and Harry, who were sitting a little ways down from her. Ginny's head was against his shoulder, and he played with her hair. She looked so happy and so did he.
Hermione's eyes drifted down to her and Cormac's hands. She felt so empty these days. If only they could be like Ginny and Harry. Her eyes wandered down from them and she saw Ron and Lavender giggling about something. They were playing footsie under the table. The empty feeling drifted and was replaced with fury.
She looked away from them before she could start screaming. Her eyes landed on Draco Malfoy. Malfoy was staring at the front, looking very bored. His blond bangs fell into his silvery eyes in a way that was incredibly appealing. His hands were large and well-proportioned. She had the crazy desire to touch them.
"Duncan, Ashley!" "HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Dawson, Tyler!" "GRYFFINDOR!"
Hermione shook her head to focus and unhinged her hand from Cormac's so she could clap with the rest of the Gryffindors. The blond kid walked confidently over to the table and sat down, slapping a high-five with a friend who'd also been sorted there.
"What's wrong with you?" Cormac demanded. "Why won't you touch me?"
"Nothing!" Hermione exclaimed. She glanced back to Malfoy, who flipped his hair out of his eyes dramatically with a jerk of his head. It was the sexiest thing she had ever laid eyes on. Her heart raced, and she put her face in her hands. She felt how hot her cheeks were and her sweaty palms. What. The. Hell.
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The Sorting was finally done, and Dumbledore walked up to the front as McGonagall and Flitwick put the stool and the Hat away. "Before we start on our delicious feast," Dumbledore exclaimed, "it's that time for us to name this year's Head Boy and Head Girl." There was an uproar of excited applause.
"This year, the Head Girl will be from Gryffindor, and the Head Boy will be from Slytherin."
Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff groaned, but the clapping only grew louder from Gryffindor and Slytherin. Hermione crossed her fingers under the table and jiggled up and down. Please, please...
"The Head Girl of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is..." Dumbledore's blue eyes swept down the Gryffindor table in anticipation. "Hermione Granger!"
Hermione felt her heart explode with bliss, feeling happier than she had been in about two years. She saw Harry, Ginny, Ron...everyone she loved applaud her. "Congrats!" Ginny screamed.
"Congratulations, Miss Granger. And the Head Boy of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is..." Dumbledore turned to the Slytherin table. Hermione's happiness wavered a bit. She prayed it wasn't Crabbe or Goyle.
"Draco Malfoy!"
"What?" Hermione shrieked over the thunderous applause of the Slytherins. She'd have to share a dorm with him? Why couldn't it have been Crabbe or Goyle instead? She glared over at the Slytherins to see how he was taking this. Malfoy looked proud at first, but then his smile fell off his face. She figured he realized who he'd have to room with.
"Let us congratulate both of them! Come forward to get your badges!"
Hermione's legs felt like jelly as she walked numbly up to the front of the Great Hall. No, no, no, no!
Malfoy was there before her. "Congrats, Mudblood," he said, a poisonous smile on his face. "You get to share a room with me."
She felt the will to live slowly seep out of her pores. Just my fucking luck.
Hahaha! We all saw it coming, though it's still funny to read about it. I wonder how Cormac or Pansy is going to react to this. More importantly, how are they going to share a dorm room without ripping each other's heads off? And who is this attractive Ravenclaw redhead that has caught the eye of Draco Malfoy? How will Ron fit into all of this? Keep reading and find out! I love all of you!
~PotterheadKitty~
