Last time I forgot ****Bad Alyssa!!!! Bad**** these characters don't belong to me, I am just a pawn in, err, well I'm a pawn! Well, love you all! Now remember to review! Oh, and one quick thought, I was wondering if the people who are reading this want this to turn into a slash fic, or what, but you guys tell me what you want and I'll try to do it.

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"I can't believe this! I can't believe he's making you do this! This is wrong on so many levels!" Ron fumed for the bajillionth time since Harry had told him. Harry nodded his head, which he was sure had whiplash from the constant nodding to Ron's ravings. Hermione sighed and flicked some of her mashed potatoes right on top of Ron's nose, which reminded Harry of the first day he had met Ron, and how he had had that little smudge on his nose. Thinking of this he snorted into his pumpkin juice almost spilling it everywhere. Not that it would have mattered, since they were the only people left in the Great Hall except for Malofy, Crabbe, and Goyle. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were eating their dinner as slowly as possible, delaying Harry's departure as long as they could, and Harry was amused to see, it seemed that Malfoy was doing the same. Harry sat there slowly smushing his steak and kidney pie as he reflected on what had happened on the last day that he was, in his mind, a Gryffindor.

******************************************Earlier that Afternoon******************************************

When Harry finally caught up to Ron and Hermione after leaving Dumbledore's office, they were in herbology, a good class to talk in. Harry walked in and sat next to Ron and Hermione, who immediately began to question them about what Snape had said. Harry told them about his meeting with Dumbledore. As Harry was telling them about having to move in with Malofy, Ron began to sputter and his face, Harry noticed, was becoming increasingly red. As soon as he had finished talking he looked at Ron and Hermione, judging their reactions. Ron looked as if Voldemort had just walked in and had started doing the can can, and Harry saw that his face had turned so dark of a red it looked purple! Hermione, on the other hand, was taking it quite well; in fact she had a nice little tidbit of a moral to throw in.
"Well, if you would have just walked away, this would never have happened," Hermione had said earlier that day. She was rewarded for her thought by going deaf for a few minutes because Ron decided that the only way to get through her 'thick skull' as he called it was to scream right in her ears.
"WHAT IN BLOODY HELL DO YOU MEAN BY SAYING IT'S OUR FAULT!!!!! I CANT BELIEVE I AM SITTING HERE LISTENING TO YOU DEFENDING MALOFY" Ron yelled at the top of his lungs. Hermione looked up at him surprised, and at the same time embarrassed as every single head turned to look at them. Ron was still too mad to notice.
"Ron, listen, I am not defending Malfoy! God, that's the last thing I'd do, it was as much his fault as yours, now quiet down before you wake up all of Britain!" Hermione shushed Ron. He looked around noticed everyone looking at him and quickly calmed down.
The rest of the day had been pretty routine…except that Neville has somehow managed to turn his simple sleeping potion into a monster. Literally, a monster, it was weird, but Snape got it under control before it hurt any one.

*****************************************************Right Now*******************************************

Well, too soon it was time to leave (after many glares from the portraits) and Harry Ron and Hermione got up and left, closely followed by Malfoy. Crabbe and Goyle had left ten minutes ago. After what seemed like only a few seconds they arrived, and although Malfoy was right behind them, they didn't wait for him, not even a glance backwards.
"Harmony," Harry said to the statue. The statue split in half and opened up to reveal a room with two beds. Harry walked in and looked around. Ron and Hermione tried to follow him, but found that they couldn't enter the room.
"What! You can't get in?" Harry said to Ron and Hermione as Malfoy appeared behind him.
"Get out of the way Weasly, I don't want you stinking up my room. Oh and don't let that mudblood touch anything, I don't want to have to have the room cleaned.
"Why you little…" Ron said taking a step towards Malfoy, but Malfoy had already gone into the room, and Ron found that no matter how hard he tried to get at him, Malfoy was untouchable.
"What's the matter Weasly, cant get me? Well then I guess I am safe if I say that you're so poor that your church has a plate go around for the 'Weasly Fund.' Or that your so poor Gringotts has declared your bank account abandoned? Hmmm, guess so," Malfoy said smirking.
"You may be safe from him, but you're not safe from me!" Harry yelled angrily jumping onto Malfoy.
"Harry! Draco! What is the meaning of this?!" They heard a voice say. The two boys stopped fighting and looked up to see none other than Professor Dumbledore standing in front of them.
"Professor! How, we, you, but how…" Harry began to stammer.
"I have an alarm in my room that informs me of any hostile disturbances in this particular room. Harry, Draco, I don't want any excuses, but know that you were warned and it seems that you to will have to spend even more time together to learn to get along. From here on out you will eat at a separate table at both breakfast lunch and dinner, you will attend all classes together and sit at the same table during these classes, mind you, you will be sitting together alone. During what free time you two have, you will spend it together. You two will attend each other's Quidditch practices, and you will spend two hours every night before you go to bed learning something about each other that you will report to me in the morning. Ron, Hermione, got to your dormitories. Neither of you are allowed near this room any longer. Good night all of you, Harry, Draco, I expect your reports tomorrow at breakfast," Dumbledore said a hint of anger in his voice before leaving.
"Bye Harry," Hermione said before walking down the hall. Ron was in a state of shock, and Hermione decided to get him out of there before he exploded.
"This is all your fault!!!! God! If I could I would bloody kick your ass Malfoy!" Harry said.
"Careful Potter, do you want Dumbledore to come back? Hell, next thing he's going to make us do is sleep in the same bed. But hey, that's probably what you want." Malfoy said going and sitting on the bed that had his stuff by it.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Harry yelled going towards his own bed.
"Nothing forget it, but hey, look on the bright side, at least the beds are on opposite sides of the room."
"Yeah. Malfoy, has anyone ever told you that you have way too many possessions. What in the world could you have that required you to have four chests full of stuff?"
"None of your business, now get out, I need to change," Malfoy said opening one of the four chests. Not wanting to see Malfoy without clothes, he left the room. A few minutes later Malfoy came out and told him it was his turn. After changing he went out and got Malfoy.
"So, I guess we should do that stupid report Dumbledore said we had to do," Harry said sitting down. "Malfoy, tell me something you like, and then I'll tell you something I like and then we'll be done, so go on!" Harry said getting a quill and some parchment.
"I like to read."
"Ok…that's, err, actually totally unexpected. I like Quidditch," Harry said writing down what Malfoy said.
"I figured as much," Malfoy said doing the same.
"Alright Malfoy, I'm going to bed, so be quiet," Harry said pulling the hangings of the bed so they closed. Malfoy didn't answer. Harry began to drift to sleep, but was rudely awakened from his meeting with the sandman by Malfoy speaking.
"Red leather, yellow leather, red leather, yellow leather. Who will be the star of the show. What did you do today Tate, titillate? Sally sells sea shells by the seashore."
"What the hell are you rambling about?" Harry said sitting up and putting his glasses on.
"I'm doing my oral exercises, now bugger off, I'm almost done," Malfoy said.
"Oral exercises…okay…finish them quickly, I want to sleep."
"You know you need unique New York. Anybody got a penny? The car turned around a bend and found a dead end. There, happy, I'm done, now you can sleep." Malfoy took Harry's silence for a confirmation of his statement, but actually Harry was silent with the effort not to bust up laughing. Finally after a few good chuckles into his pillow he fell asleep with, he never thought that he would ever even think this sentence, a room with Draco Malfoy.