Title: From the Heart
Author: Seiki
Rating: PG 15 [still.]
A/N: Anyone know where I can buy Madeline L' Engle's "A swiftly tilting planet"? they don't have it in bookstores.
^-^
She-who-must-not-be-named – Thanks for including me in that story of yours! (Read it! Entitled "The Phantom in Me) And I already undid the for signed reviews only thing. Unsigned are allowed. ^-^
Mione G – Thanks for reviewing again!
Dark weaver – Review too! I can't find your name in the list!
Oh boy! Here we go!
Chapter Three 'The carriage, sorting ceremony and the dorm'
After the train had stopped, Hermione and Draco went to a carriage, which had a label (For the Head Girl and Boy) and sat in silence for the first few minutes.
{What is he playing at?} she wondered. {At the train he had seemed so warm and happy, now all I feel is coldness in him.}
"So Granger, I would like to inform you that I would like to spend my last year in here peacefully." Said Draco, suddenly, somehow, breaking the gloom that threatened to settle on them.
"I don't want to be hexed suddenly, or to get in trouble with Potty and the Weasel."
"Take that back!" Hermione said, her eyes flashing.
"What? Potty and Weasel? Am I supposed to care what I call them?"
"They're my friends, and I care!"
"So? I really don't care you know."
"Yeah. As if a Death Eater like you would. I'd bet you like following in your father's footsteps and killing people." Hermione replied bitterly and scornfully.
Suddenly, Hermione felt as if she was burning. She felt like flames were licking her body, making her want to scream. In a moment, though, the fire was replaced with an ice cold feeling that made her draw her robe closer to her.
"Never, never tell me that I like following in that, that man's footsteps!" he said in a low but icy voice.
The rest of the trip continued in silence. Hermione felt the chill slowly subside, and return to normal temperature.
{What was that about?} she wondered.
But she wasn't / didn't wonder any longer, because the carriage halted to a stop and the carriage door opened. Draco Malfoy held out his hand, an invitation for her to come down. Then, both of them went in separate ways toward the Great Hall.
"Betting 10 sickles that Mione's with Malfoy!" Cassandra said.
"A galleon that she isn't with him! I don't really think that she's that stupid you know!" Harry retorted.
"I don't know, Harry." Ginny said. "Malfoy's looks aren't bad. Half the girls in 6th year think he's really good looking. The other half think that he's a god."
"Ginny! Who are you siding on anyway? Us or him?" Ron said, aghast.
"I don't really know. Maybe I'll side with Malfoy." She replied coyly.
"What?! My own sister!" said Ron, his face turning white with shock.
"Just kidding!" Ginny said.
"Anyhow, I don't think Malfoy would be picked as a Head anyway." Harry said.
"Don't know about that." said Victoria.
The great hall slowly filled up with students, all fresh from vacation. All were laughing, chatting, and complaining (about the short vacation). Draco Malfoy sat silently, ignoring the voices all around him, lost in his thoughts.
{Why did he pick me as Head Boy? I have never been what you could consider a 'good boy'. Does my sister have something to do with this? As far as I know, Dumbledore knew her very well.} His thoughts reverted to his encounter with Potter's gang on the train. {Should I tell him? Or does he already know?} His thoughts were fully interrupted by Pansy's high shrilly laughter.
"Pansy, could you lower it down? I'm having a headache." Draco said.
"Draco, darling, I'm sorry." Pansy said in a sickeningly sweet voice.
{Oh boy. . .this is going to be a long day.}
Hermione didn't notice Ginny, Harry and Ron plop down beside and across her. She was thinking of the things she was going to do to make her last year (with Malfoy) at least good.
"So, why didn't you go with us?" a voice behind her said.
"Oh! Harry! Sorry, I just assumed that you guys would make the carriage full, and if you still had me there, we would be uncomfortable. And besides-" Hermione suddenly remembered what Prof. McGonagall told them. 'Don't tell your friends yet, although I assume that you would want to.'}
"Besides what Mione?"
"No, nothing."
"What Mione?" Ron asked.
"Nothing Ron, and besides, the assembly's starting."
"What? C'mon Mione!"
"Hush Ron! The assembly's starting!" she said irritably.
"Students! Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" Prof. Dumbledore paused and looked at them all.
"Contrary to the usual Hogwarts tradition, we will announce the Heads Girl and Boy-"
"That's not unusual." Dean Thomas remarked
"—and the prefects too."
"Really Dean, not unusual?" said Seamus Finneagan.
"Hush you two!" Ginny said.
"These students, who we have chosen as prefects, have shown extraordinary talent, and qualities which we, the Hogwarts staff, consider qualifies them for their position. And, without much further ado, let me announce them!" Prof. Dumbledore paused for a while, motioning for the teachers to come forward, in front of the table.
"For Ravenclaw! Ms. Cassandra Nott!"
Much cheer came from the Ravenclaw table, while Prof. Sprout ( she took the Ravenclaw teacher's place because someone spiked her drink and made her have LBM.) pinned the prefect's badge on Cassandra's robe.
"For Hufflepuff! Ms. Victoria Moon!"
Just the same, many cheers came from the Hufflepuff side while Prof. Sprout pinned the badge on Victoria's robe.
"For Gryffindor! Ms. Virginia Weasley!
The Gryffindor table erupted with cheers as Prof. McGonagall pinned the badge on Ginny ( who was blushing furiously. )
"For Slytherin! Mr. Blaise Zabini!"
"Him? What does he have?" commented Ron.
The Slytherin table cheered and Pansy's squeal was mingled with it while Prof. Snape helped Blaise pin his badge.
"My, my, Pansy sounds like a pig." Harry commented. "Too bad Dudley isn't here, they could make a match. The Pig Boy and Girl."
Ron tried to hide a snort of laughter.
"And now, I will announce the Heads Girl and Boy. These two have shown
good examples of leadership, bravery, and a lot more of qualities. You may find these two students very. . . different, but I'm assured that they will work together in harmony and set a good example to our students." Dumbledore's twinkled with amusement.
"Prof. McGonagall, Prof. Snape, please step forward."
Ron and Harry looked at each other. Both knew what each other were thinking.
"You don't think. . ."
"Malfoy?"
"These students have shown extraordinary intelligence and bravery in all their years in Hogwarts. May we please welcome the new Heads Girl and Boy, from Slytherin, Mr. Draco Malfoy and from Gryffindor, Ms. Hermione Granger!"
Applause came, mixed in with Pansy's squeals and some Slyteherin's boos.
Professor McGonagall pinned the Head Girl badge on Hermione.
"I hope this year will go on well for you dear." She said in a kind of kind way.
"I hope so too Professor." She replied.
{I really do hope so} she added as an afterthought as she thought of what happened on the train and in the carriage.
Draco sat, uninterested in the prefect announcements, lost in thought. Sure enough, he could still hear Pansy squealing like a baby pig near him, but his mind was somewhere else.
He thought of Hogwarts, it's many passages and hallways, the teachers, and how fast the year would go by. He thought of that great decision he had to make at the end of the year, the decision the will determine his life. He thought of his sister, there, hiding against the Dark Lord, fighting for what she called "the future generation". He thought of his mother, submissive and rebellious at the same time, bowing at his father's command meekly but secretly planning other things. He thought of his pet dog, which he had found in their doorstep a long, long time ago, who was killed by his father, thinking that it was just for 'weak people'.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when Pansy emitted another loud squeal in cheer for the Slytherin prefect.
He looked at Dumbledore, not knowing where else to look. He (Dumbledore) was saying something about the Heads, amusement in his eyes. Then, Dumbledore looked at him for a brief moment straight in the eye, as if knowing what he was thinking.
He heard his name being announced, and he walked over to the teacher's table. Granger, who sat in the middle of the table, reached the teacher's faster than he did.
When he got there, Prof. Snape pinned the badge on his cloak.
"Good Luck Mr. Malfoy. Everything now that will happen to you is in your hands." He (Snape) told him.
He didn't reply. Instead, he was trying to keep those words in his head.
{All in my Hands now.} he thought. {Just all in my hands}
"Now, students," said Dumbledore, "a little bit of silence please."
The whole hall suddenly hushed up.
"I would just like to inform you about the notices. The forest is still forbidden—"
"Yeah. Of course it is. That's why it's named the Forbidden Forest." said Ron.
Harry tried to keep from laughing out loud.
[A/N: Draco doesn't hear these stuff. I just put it in.]
"—to all first years and to people who do not wish to be harmed. We also have decided to put back our old Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Prof. Lupin, due to ah. . .an unfortunate accident that happened to our old teacher, Prof. Noddinghood. Prof. Lupin will arrive tomorrow morning, so the students who do not wish to have this class still have to take it." Dumbledore's eyes looked at the students, smiling.
"The Yule Ball will still be in December, and it is up to our Heads to plan it, along with the Halloween Hop. And. . .yes, please remember that quidditch tryouts will begin next week. I do think that that is all. Everyone, Nibble Down!"
Food, just like always, appeared in front of them, and everyone started to dig in. Prof. Dumbledore motioned for them to come to him.
"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger, please sit down at this table. I will escort you to your own dorm later." And then, he went to sat at the teacher's table.
Draco looked at the round table (which was beside Hagrid) and then looked at the Great Hall. He marveled at the view (of the Hall) from where he was standing. The sky was dark and dotted with brilliant stars and the candle flames below it seemed to him like a golden river underneath a starry sky.
His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione, who coughed loudly.
"Are you going to sit down or are we going to spend the rest of the evening here standing?"
"I'd rather sit down, thank you, but I don't know about you." He replied in his usual tone of voice.
"Fine."
Hermione sat down and filled her plate with food, totally unmindful of him.
{I just hope this ends fast.} he thought.
Dinner, lest to say, did not suit Hermione well. First off all, tension was between her and Malfoy, because of what happened a few hours ago, and also because Hermione was in fear of feeling the sensation she felt a while ago in the carriage. But dinner passed by quickly enough, and before she knew it, Prof. Dumbledore was ushering them out of the Great Hall and into an unfamiliar corridor.
The Professor stopped suddenly and motioned for her and Malfoy to come closer.
"This is the Heads' corridor. It is totally invisible to everyone except to the Heads and to the Teachers. I know that you may want to bring your friends here--" Prof. Dumbledore paused and looked at her, "It would be a waste of time, because they cannot and will not see it." With those words they proceeded to their destination.
They saw lots of paintings and statues, some with gruesome pictures, with happy ones, with weird ones, and one, at the end of the corridor, a very striking one. It showed a picture of a couple, the girl dressed in a forest green gown, with pink stones to ornament it, and the guy wearing a very formal suit with a tailcoat. The clothes weren't the one that struck Hermione most, it was them. The girl had really creamy white skin, and her cheeks showed a faint blush. Her eyes were midnight blue, but, if you looked close enough, there was a royal blue shade in the middle of her eye. Her hair was literally really black; you'd have to say it a thousand times to really describe how black it was. The guy was also raven haired, and had golden eyes. His eyes were twinkling, with what, she did not know, he had creamy skin also, but, a little bit on the tanned side.
"Good Evening, Mary, Jaq [A/N/: Anyone here know Cinderella's mice?], I bring with me the new Head Girl, Hermione, and the new Head Boy, Draco. Hermione, Draco, this is Mary and Jaq Lu Vont."
Hermione smiled at the two, and they smiled back.
"Please decide on the password that you will be using for the rest of the year." Said the Professor.
Interesting words that Hermione had read from books began to crowd her mind. Shrivelfrigs? Bucconters? "Maybe—'' she started to say, but was cut off by Malfoy.
"Proginoskes."
"Hey! I haven't agreed to that!"
"Can you think of something better?"
"Not now!"
He gave her a smug, satisfied smirk.
"Then Proginoskes it is then!"
The Professor led the two students into a room which stunned them for a moment. There were two armchairs, one sofa, a very cozy fire on the fireplace, and some plants. Hermione's eyes scanned the room. The walls were covered with French styled wallpaper, and the windows showed the starry sky outside. The atmosphere of the room was friendly, comforting, and pleasant. She scanned the room around more, and saw the Houses' logo/ patch on it. The patches were like shields, being made out of metal, but they had color.
"Professor?" she asked, "why are the Houses' patches there?"
"These serve as the 'portal', which will transport you two, to the common room of the houses. It is your duty to write a report every week about the behavior of the houses in the common room, which, needless to say, means that you will have to check on them. Once passing this portal, you will become invisible at will, and vice versa.
Now those two--" he pointed at two statues on opposite sides of the room, "are the entrances to your own rooms. You will also need to give your own passwords, which you may share, or may not. All your baggages are inside, and, I believe, a fire was also lighted. Now, if there are no problems, I will leave you two. I want to see both of you alive tomorrow morning, okay? G' night!" and then, he exited the door.
Hermione scanned the room once more and saw Malfoy whispering something to the statue.
"What are you doing, if I may ask?" she asked.
"What do you think Granger? Shouting? And by the way, you are already asking." He replied sarcastically.
"Ha Ha, Malfoy. Now answer me straight."
"I was just whispering my password. Why? Curious?"
"Yeah right. Go to sleep and wind up in hell will you."
"Sure! Ta Ta, Dimwit!"
"Come back you idiot!"
Hermione sighed and went to her own statue. The statue was of a Dryad, [A/N: I think it's the water nymph] sitting near a stream.
"Umbreon." She said.
Almost immediately, the Dryad turned to full color and moved around. "Oh! So you are interested in the sunlight are you not?"
She just smiled warily.
"Ok! I'll let you in!"
The door swung open to reveal a room that was dimly lighted. She didn't have time to examine and explore the room, she was too tired, and was ready to collapse. She found her way to the bed, took off her uniform, and snuggled into her pajamas.
"So nice, so comfy." Those were the last words she said before she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Draco Malfoy lay down on his bed, thinking about his password.
{Where did I get that word?}
Espeon, espeon, he recalled every memory he had, but had not found it.
{Never mind.}
{At least I entered the door before Granger had the time to mutilate me.}
He smiled at the thought and closed his eyes.
{Oh well.}
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, not even the computer that I'm working on. I just own the plot, and the brain behind it. Not even Umbreon and Espeon are mine! Not even Mary and Jaq!
Author: Seiki
Rating: PG 15 [still.]
A/N: Anyone know where I can buy Madeline L' Engle's "A swiftly tilting planet"? they don't have it in bookstores.
^-^
She-who-must-not-be-named – Thanks for including me in that story of yours! (Read it! Entitled "The Phantom in Me) And I already undid the for signed reviews only thing. Unsigned are allowed. ^-^
Mione G – Thanks for reviewing again!
Dark weaver – Review too! I can't find your name in the list!
Oh boy! Here we go!
Chapter Three 'The carriage, sorting ceremony and the dorm'
After the train had stopped, Hermione and Draco went to a carriage, which had a label (For the Head Girl and Boy) and sat in silence for the first few minutes.
{What is he playing at?} she wondered. {At the train he had seemed so warm and happy, now all I feel is coldness in him.}
"So Granger, I would like to inform you that I would like to spend my last year in here peacefully." Said Draco, suddenly, somehow, breaking the gloom that threatened to settle on them.
"I don't want to be hexed suddenly, or to get in trouble with Potty and the Weasel."
"Take that back!" Hermione said, her eyes flashing.
"What? Potty and Weasel? Am I supposed to care what I call them?"
"They're my friends, and I care!"
"So? I really don't care you know."
"Yeah. As if a Death Eater like you would. I'd bet you like following in your father's footsteps and killing people." Hermione replied bitterly and scornfully.
Suddenly, Hermione felt as if she was burning. She felt like flames were licking her body, making her want to scream. In a moment, though, the fire was replaced with an ice cold feeling that made her draw her robe closer to her.
"Never, never tell me that I like following in that, that man's footsteps!" he said in a low but icy voice.
The rest of the trip continued in silence. Hermione felt the chill slowly subside, and return to normal temperature.
{What was that about?} she wondered.
But she wasn't / didn't wonder any longer, because the carriage halted to a stop and the carriage door opened. Draco Malfoy held out his hand, an invitation for her to come down. Then, both of them went in separate ways toward the Great Hall.
"Betting 10 sickles that Mione's with Malfoy!" Cassandra said.
"A galleon that she isn't with him! I don't really think that she's that stupid you know!" Harry retorted.
"I don't know, Harry." Ginny said. "Malfoy's looks aren't bad. Half the girls in 6th year think he's really good looking. The other half think that he's a god."
"Ginny! Who are you siding on anyway? Us or him?" Ron said, aghast.
"I don't really know. Maybe I'll side with Malfoy." She replied coyly.
"What?! My own sister!" said Ron, his face turning white with shock.
"Just kidding!" Ginny said.
"Anyhow, I don't think Malfoy would be picked as a Head anyway." Harry said.
"Don't know about that." said Victoria.
The great hall slowly filled up with students, all fresh from vacation. All were laughing, chatting, and complaining (about the short vacation). Draco Malfoy sat silently, ignoring the voices all around him, lost in his thoughts.
{Why did he pick me as Head Boy? I have never been what you could consider a 'good boy'. Does my sister have something to do with this? As far as I know, Dumbledore knew her very well.} His thoughts reverted to his encounter with Potter's gang on the train. {Should I tell him? Or does he already know?} His thoughts were fully interrupted by Pansy's high shrilly laughter.
"Pansy, could you lower it down? I'm having a headache." Draco said.
"Draco, darling, I'm sorry." Pansy said in a sickeningly sweet voice.
{Oh boy. . .this is going to be a long day.}
Hermione didn't notice Ginny, Harry and Ron plop down beside and across her. She was thinking of the things she was going to do to make her last year (with Malfoy) at least good.
"So, why didn't you go with us?" a voice behind her said.
"Oh! Harry! Sorry, I just assumed that you guys would make the carriage full, and if you still had me there, we would be uncomfortable. And besides-" Hermione suddenly remembered what Prof. McGonagall told them. 'Don't tell your friends yet, although I assume that you would want to.'}
"Besides what Mione?"
"No, nothing."
"What Mione?" Ron asked.
"Nothing Ron, and besides, the assembly's starting."
"What? C'mon Mione!"
"Hush Ron! The assembly's starting!" she said irritably.
"Students! Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" Prof. Dumbledore paused and looked at them all.
"Contrary to the usual Hogwarts tradition, we will announce the Heads Girl and Boy-"
"That's not unusual." Dean Thomas remarked
"—and the prefects too."
"Really Dean, not unusual?" said Seamus Finneagan.
"Hush you two!" Ginny said.
"These students, who we have chosen as prefects, have shown extraordinary talent, and qualities which we, the Hogwarts staff, consider qualifies them for their position. And, without much further ado, let me announce them!" Prof. Dumbledore paused for a while, motioning for the teachers to come forward, in front of the table.
"For Ravenclaw! Ms. Cassandra Nott!"
Much cheer came from the Ravenclaw table, while Prof. Sprout ( she took the Ravenclaw teacher's place because someone spiked her drink and made her have LBM.) pinned the prefect's badge on Cassandra's robe.
"For Hufflepuff! Ms. Victoria Moon!"
Just the same, many cheers came from the Hufflepuff side while Prof. Sprout pinned the badge on Victoria's robe.
"For Gryffindor! Ms. Virginia Weasley!
The Gryffindor table erupted with cheers as Prof. McGonagall pinned the badge on Ginny ( who was blushing furiously. )
"For Slytherin! Mr. Blaise Zabini!"
"Him? What does he have?" commented Ron.
The Slytherin table cheered and Pansy's squeal was mingled with it while Prof. Snape helped Blaise pin his badge.
"My, my, Pansy sounds like a pig." Harry commented. "Too bad Dudley isn't here, they could make a match. The Pig Boy and Girl."
Ron tried to hide a snort of laughter.
"And now, I will announce the Heads Girl and Boy. These two have shown
good examples of leadership, bravery, and a lot more of qualities. You may find these two students very. . . different, but I'm assured that they will work together in harmony and set a good example to our students." Dumbledore's twinkled with amusement.
"Prof. McGonagall, Prof. Snape, please step forward."
Ron and Harry looked at each other. Both knew what each other were thinking.
"You don't think. . ."
"Malfoy?"
"These students have shown extraordinary intelligence and bravery in all their years in Hogwarts. May we please welcome the new Heads Girl and Boy, from Slytherin, Mr. Draco Malfoy and from Gryffindor, Ms. Hermione Granger!"
Applause came, mixed in with Pansy's squeals and some Slyteherin's boos.
Professor McGonagall pinned the Head Girl badge on Hermione.
"I hope this year will go on well for you dear." She said in a kind of kind way.
"I hope so too Professor." She replied.
{I really do hope so} she added as an afterthought as she thought of what happened on the train and in the carriage.
Draco sat, uninterested in the prefect announcements, lost in thought. Sure enough, he could still hear Pansy squealing like a baby pig near him, but his mind was somewhere else.
He thought of Hogwarts, it's many passages and hallways, the teachers, and how fast the year would go by. He thought of that great decision he had to make at the end of the year, the decision the will determine his life. He thought of his sister, there, hiding against the Dark Lord, fighting for what she called "the future generation". He thought of his mother, submissive and rebellious at the same time, bowing at his father's command meekly but secretly planning other things. He thought of his pet dog, which he had found in their doorstep a long, long time ago, who was killed by his father, thinking that it was just for 'weak people'.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when Pansy emitted another loud squeal in cheer for the Slytherin prefect.
He looked at Dumbledore, not knowing where else to look. He (Dumbledore) was saying something about the Heads, amusement in his eyes. Then, Dumbledore looked at him for a brief moment straight in the eye, as if knowing what he was thinking.
He heard his name being announced, and he walked over to the teacher's table. Granger, who sat in the middle of the table, reached the teacher's faster than he did.
When he got there, Prof. Snape pinned the badge on his cloak.
"Good Luck Mr. Malfoy. Everything now that will happen to you is in your hands." He (Snape) told him.
He didn't reply. Instead, he was trying to keep those words in his head.
{All in my Hands now.} he thought. {Just all in my hands}
"Now, students," said Dumbledore, "a little bit of silence please."
The whole hall suddenly hushed up.
"I would just like to inform you about the notices. The forest is still forbidden—"
"Yeah. Of course it is. That's why it's named the Forbidden Forest." said Ron.
Harry tried to keep from laughing out loud.
[A/N: Draco doesn't hear these stuff. I just put it in.]
"—to all first years and to people who do not wish to be harmed. We also have decided to put back our old Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Prof. Lupin, due to ah. . .an unfortunate accident that happened to our old teacher, Prof. Noddinghood. Prof. Lupin will arrive tomorrow morning, so the students who do not wish to have this class still have to take it." Dumbledore's eyes looked at the students, smiling.
"The Yule Ball will still be in December, and it is up to our Heads to plan it, along with the Halloween Hop. And. . .yes, please remember that quidditch tryouts will begin next week. I do think that that is all. Everyone, Nibble Down!"
Food, just like always, appeared in front of them, and everyone started to dig in. Prof. Dumbledore motioned for them to come to him.
"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger, please sit down at this table. I will escort you to your own dorm later." And then, he went to sat at the teacher's table.
Draco looked at the round table (which was beside Hagrid) and then looked at the Great Hall. He marveled at the view (of the Hall) from where he was standing. The sky was dark and dotted with brilliant stars and the candle flames below it seemed to him like a golden river underneath a starry sky.
His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione, who coughed loudly.
"Are you going to sit down or are we going to spend the rest of the evening here standing?"
"I'd rather sit down, thank you, but I don't know about you." He replied in his usual tone of voice.
"Fine."
Hermione sat down and filled her plate with food, totally unmindful of him.
{I just hope this ends fast.} he thought.
Dinner, lest to say, did not suit Hermione well. First off all, tension was between her and Malfoy, because of what happened a few hours ago, and also because Hermione was in fear of feeling the sensation she felt a while ago in the carriage. But dinner passed by quickly enough, and before she knew it, Prof. Dumbledore was ushering them out of the Great Hall and into an unfamiliar corridor.
The Professor stopped suddenly and motioned for her and Malfoy to come closer.
"This is the Heads' corridor. It is totally invisible to everyone except to the Heads and to the Teachers. I know that you may want to bring your friends here--" Prof. Dumbledore paused and looked at her, "It would be a waste of time, because they cannot and will not see it." With those words they proceeded to their destination.
They saw lots of paintings and statues, some with gruesome pictures, with happy ones, with weird ones, and one, at the end of the corridor, a very striking one. It showed a picture of a couple, the girl dressed in a forest green gown, with pink stones to ornament it, and the guy wearing a very formal suit with a tailcoat. The clothes weren't the one that struck Hermione most, it was them. The girl had really creamy white skin, and her cheeks showed a faint blush. Her eyes were midnight blue, but, if you looked close enough, there was a royal blue shade in the middle of her eye. Her hair was literally really black; you'd have to say it a thousand times to really describe how black it was. The guy was also raven haired, and had golden eyes. His eyes were twinkling, with what, she did not know, he had creamy skin also, but, a little bit on the tanned side.
"Good Evening, Mary, Jaq [A/N/: Anyone here know Cinderella's mice?], I bring with me the new Head Girl, Hermione, and the new Head Boy, Draco. Hermione, Draco, this is Mary and Jaq Lu Vont."
Hermione smiled at the two, and they smiled back.
"Please decide on the password that you will be using for the rest of the year." Said the Professor.
Interesting words that Hermione had read from books began to crowd her mind. Shrivelfrigs? Bucconters? "Maybe—'' she started to say, but was cut off by Malfoy.
"Proginoskes."
"Hey! I haven't agreed to that!"
"Can you think of something better?"
"Not now!"
He gave her a smug, satisfied smirk.
"Then Proginoskes it is then!"
The Professor led the two students into a room which stunned them for a moment. There were two armchairs, one sofa, a very cozy fire on the fireplace, and some plants. Hermione's eyes scanned the room. The walls were covered with French styled wallpaper, and the windows showed the starry sky outside. The atmosphere of the room was friendly, comforting, and pleasant. She scanned the room around more, and saw the Houses' logo/ patch on it. The patches were like shields, being made out of metal, but they had color.
"Professor?" she asked, "why are the Houses' patches there?"
"These serve as the 'portal', which will transport you two, to the common room of the houses. It is your duty to write a report every week about the behavior of the houses in the common room, which, needless to say, means that you will have to check on them. Once passing this portal, you will become invisible at will, and vice versa.
Now those two--" he pointed at two statues on opposite sides of the room, "are the entrances to your own rooms. You will also need to give your own passwords, which you may share, or may not. All your baggages are inside, and, I believe, a fire was also lighted. Now, if there are no problems, I will leave you two. I want to see both of you alive tomorrow morning, okay? G' night!" and then, he exited the door.
Hermione scanned the room once more and saw Malfoy whispering something to the statue.
"What are you doing, if I may ask?" she asked.
"What do you think Granger? Shouting? And by the way, you are already asking." He replied sarcastically.
"Ha Ha, Malfoy. Now answer me straight."
"I was just whispering my password. Why? Curious?"
"Yeah right. Go to sleep and wind up in hell will you."
"Sure! Ta Ta, Dimwit!"
"Come back you idiot!"
Hermione sighed and went to her own statue. The statue was of a Dryad, [A/N: I think it's the water nymph] sitting near a stream.
"Umbreon." She said.
Almost immediately, the Dryad turned to full color and moved around. "Oh! So you are interested in the sunlight are you not?"
She just smiled warily.
"Ok! I'll let you in!"
The door swung open to reveal a room that was dimly lighted. She didn't have time to examine and explore the room, she was too tired, and was ready to collapse. She found her way to the bed, took off her uniform, and snuggled into her pajamas.
"So nice, so comfy." Those were the last words she said before she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Draco Malfoy lay down on his bed, thinking about his password.
{Where did I get that word?}
Espeon, espeon, he recalled every memory he had, but had not found it.
{Never mind.}
{At least I entered the door before Granger had the time to mutilate me.}
He smiled at the thought and closed his eyes.
{Oh well.}
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, not even the computer that I'm working on. I just own the plot, and the brain behind it. Not even Umbreon and Espeon are mine! Not even Mary and Jaq!