Testing Your Tolerance- Chapter 3 A/N: Hey! Sorry for not updating. Had a horrible case of writer's block :( And thank everyone so much for their support and feedback! I'm really happy with the number if reviews/favorites/alerts etc. :) Anyway, I was informed a while ago that I forgot to specify somethings! So here it is! Everyone here is in their 7th year. I changed it from what I originally planned... I didn't really think about it, but I guess this is before the war, where it's not all about that kinda stuff. Sorry, it just didn't quite fit in... So, I guess this has the setting like the first few books, where it's about learning about magic, and all that good stuff :) Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter charaters, but I totally wish I did...
I stood there, surprised. "Draco, what the hell are you doing in my room?" I demanded.
"Correction, Hermione. What am I doing in OUR room. You were talking about how close of a couple we were the whole day, so why not." Draco smirked.
"Wha-what? But, the professors..." I started.
"...Were completely fine with it. After all, head boy and girl CAN stay in the same room." he said, smiling.
My face was burning. I had to share a room with him?
"By the way, they won't be able to bring over a second bed until tomorrow, so I hope you don't snore." he said, turning around and walking out of the room.
As soon as the door closed, I did what any person would do. I stiffly walked over, picked up a pillow, put it to my face, and screamed as loud as I could.
Draco POV
As soon as I shut the door behind me, I heard a muffled scream.
I silently did a fist-pump.
Draco: 2 Hermione: 1
I couldn't help but laugh. They actually already delivered the bed, but what fun would that be?
"Um, Malfoy? What are you doing here?" asked a voice.
It was the Weaslette.
"Oh, this is my new dormroom. My beloved girlfriend is in there getting over the shock." I said, smiling.
"Of course." she said, rolling her eyes. "Wow, you two are taking this bet really seriously."
"Well of course. A Malfoy never loses." I said.
Another eye roll. She opened the door, and walked in to comfort Hermione, who was still screaming her lungs out.
"I'm hurt, Draco. You're ditching me?" asked a voice behind me.
It was Blaise.
"Sorry, Blaise, but I have a bet to win, and this is just one step." I said, smirking.
He looked at me, and everything was silent. I could hear Hermione screaming, and the Weaslette trying to get her to quiet down.
"Well, looks like you're winning by a lot, mate." he said.
"I plan on keeping it that way." I said, brushing past him to head toward the cafeteria.
Hermione POV
"Hermione! Listen, it's ok! It wont be that bad! Hermione, come on now!" Ginny was trying to get me to be quiet, but I was a little out of hand.
"Oh for god's sake, HERMIONE GRANGER! SHUT UP ALREADY!" she screamed at me.
I stopped. "Look at yourself," she scolded. "Draco must already think he's won!"
"You're right." I said. "I need a getback." I said. I paced and looked around the room. My eyes fell on a couple of green and black bags sitting in the corner.
"Ginny, I have an idea." I said, grinning slyly.
That night-Draco POV
At around 9:30, I went back to the dorm. Hermione was no where in sight, so I shrugged and walked to the back corner of the room to pick up my bags...that weren't there anymore.
"Wait, what?" I asked myself. I looked around and frowned.
"I could've sworn I put them here..." I muttered to myself.
The bathroom door opened, and Hermione stepped out wearing a pink sleeveless shirt and a pair of pink striped pants that went down to her knees.
I blushed. Did she a little...hot?
I punched myself mentally.
Oh Merlin, I can't believe I just though Granger was hot. I must be going crazy.
I cleared my throat. "Hey, have you seen my bags? They are green and black..."
"Nope, sorry." she said, hoping onto the bed.
I walked into the bathroom and opened a closet. Inside were my bags.
"That lying..." I muttered, as I opened the bag.
Once I did, I just about popped a vein.
"GRANGER!"
My clothes were gone. All that was left in there were one pair of boxers, a Griffindor robe, one green t-shirt, and a couple pieces of lingerie.
Furiously, I stormed out of the room, holding my bag.
"Granger, what the hell did you do to my bag?" I said, forcing myself to stay calm.
"What do you mean?" she asked me, innocently.
I opened the bag, and pulled out a dark red bra.
"Dammit, this kind of stuff!" I said, angrily.
She looked surprised. "Why, Draco, honey, why do you have a bra in your bag?" she gasped. "Are you a cross-dresser?"
She leaped off the bed, threw open the door, and yelled "HEY EVERYONE! DRACO MALFOY IS A CROSS-DRESSER! HE PACKS BRAS!"
I ran over, and pulled her back in, and yelled "Just kidding!" before I shut the door.
She just smiled sweetly at me.
This girl will be the death of me.
A/N: So what'd y'all think? :)
About the cross-dressing part: that wasn't at all meant to be offensive to any person, animal, or household item :) I just kinda thought that'd be something to put in. And I have nothing against cross-dressers. I am not one personally, but I admire their bravery :)
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Cherri