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Chapter 4
Dumbledore laid Draco on a soft leather couch on one side of the room. It looked like a common room, yet a little more fancy. Dumbledore turned on the lights and started the fire in the fireplace. Hermione didn't know what to do so she just stood there, watching. Once Dumbledore was done with the lights and fire he cleared his throat and told her to have a seat.
Once she did, Dumbledore took a seat next to her.
"Miss Granger. This is your new house. You are still in Gryffindor, but since you are a prefect, you and Mr. Malfoy here will be sharing this house as your own. The doorway is behind that painting of the angels. The password is 'Collectiveness', because that is what you two will have to learn to do. Do things collectively and learn to get along."
Though Hermione could hear what Dumbledore was saying it felt like the words were going in one ear and out the other. She couldn't tell exactly where she was but she could tell that spending her time in here with Malfoy would not be some thing she could stand for long.
"Now, you're room is on the right side and Mr. Malfoy's room is to the left of this. Please get settled in, Mr. Malfoy should be coming around shortly, please explain the whole procedure to him." Dumbledore said, Apperating
out of the room.
_@&%* Later _@&*
Once Hermione settled in, told (or tried to tell) Draco all the facts before he stormed off, and got all her books out, she was tired more than anything and wanted to go see Harry and Ron.
Hermione looked at the picture of her and the guys and smiled. But according to Dumbledore, the only time she can see them now is when they have schedules and classes together.
Hermione could hear Draco paceing in the room next door and it was getting really really annoying, interupting her studies. She closed the book she was reading and settled in to bed. It was late and she was tired but the stupid clicking of shoes was driving her insane and that's all she could hear all night, even in her dreams.
Which were annoying in themselves.
She was in a room. A very weird octigonal shape. The lights were low and there was a circular dug out in the middle, or what seemed like the middle. There were lots of hooded black figures that reminded her of these pictures she had seen in an old newspaper for Muggles that her parents read.
There was low, dark music playing and the figures seemed to be chanting to something. A door opened but you could hardly tell because there was no light out there either. You could only tell with the creaking of the door. The chanting stopped and a figure walked into the circle.
The other figures bent down around the one in the middle. Hermione couldn't tell what they all were doing but it couldn't be good with the weird thoughts swarming her head. It was like she were there but no one could see her.
The figures moved low to the ground around the room and started chanting again. The clicking of boots were heard again and Hermione jumped out of her dream.
'Great,' she moaned, "If I can't get back to sleep, I'll have to suffer through Malfoy walking back and forth until he gets tired and goes to sleep.'
Hermione leaned back against the pillows and let the sleep take over again. At least this time it was a normal dream. And she'd only have to wait till breakfast to see Ron and Harry again.
e-mails and reviews, keep em' coming, I'll
use some of them but I've come up with the
outline for the story already.
Thanks to all my reveiwers! Your great!!
Chapter 4
Dumbledore laid Draco on a soft leather couch on one side of the room. It looked like a common room, yet a little more fancy. Dumbledore turned on the lights and started the fire in the fireplace. Hermione didn't know what to do so she just stood there, watching. Once Dumbledore was done with the lights and fire he cleared his throat and told her to have a seat.
Once she did, Dumbledore took a seat next to her.
"Miss Granger. This is your new house. You are still in Gryffindor, but since you are a prefect, you and Mr. Malfoy here will be sharing this house as your own. The doorway is behind that painting of the angels. The password is 'Collectiveness', because that is what you two will have to learn to do. Do things collectively and learn to get along."
Though Hermione could hear what Dumbledore was saying it felt like the words were going in one ear and out the other. She couldn't tell exactly where she was but she could tell that spending her time in here with Malfoy would not be some thing she could stand for long.
"Now, you're room is on the right side and Mr. Malfoy's room is to the left of this. Please get settled in, Mr. Malfoy should be coming around shortly, please explain the whole procedure to him." Dumbledore said, Apperating
out of the room.
_@&%* Later _@&*
Once Hermione settled in, told (or tried to tell) Draco all the facts before he stormed off, and got all her books out, she was tired more than anything and wanted to go see Harry and Ron.
Hermione looked at the picture of her and the guys and smiled. But according to Dumbledore, the only time she can see them now is when they have schedules and classes together.
Hermione could hear Draco paceing in the room next door and it was getting really really annoying, interupting her studies. She closed the book she was reading and settled in to bed. It was late and she was tired but the stupid clicking of shoes was driving her insane and that's all she could hear all night, even in her dreams.
Which were annoying in themselves.
She was in a room. A very weird octigonal shape. The lights were low and there was a circular dug out in the middle, or what seemed like the middle. There were lots of hooded black figures that reminded her of these pictures she had seen in an old newspaper for Muggles that her parents read.
There was low, dark music playing and the figures seemed to be chanting to something. A door opened but you could hardly tell because there was no light out there either. You could only tell with the creaking of the door. The chanting stopped and a figure walked into the circle.
The other figures bent down around the one in the middle. Hermione couldn't tell what they all were doing but it couldn't be good with the weird thoughts swarming her head. It was like she were there but no one could see her.
The figures moved low to the ground around the room and started chanting again. The clicking of boots were heard again and Hermione jumped out of her dream.
'Great,' she moaned, "If I can't get back to sleep, I'll have to suffer through Malfoy walking back and forth until he gets tired and goes to sleep.'
Hermione leaned back against the pillows and let the sleep take over again. At least this time it was a normal dream. And she'd only have to wait till breakfast to see Ron and Harry again.