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Hermione sauntered down the hall to Dumbledore's office. Draco was only a few feet behind her. If she perked her ears just slightly, she could here him breathing {remember, she has enhanced senses now}. He hadn't spoken one word to her since their little "encounter" earlier. They got to the stone gargoyle in front of Dumbledore's office.
"Sweet tooth," Hermione uttered the password, and the gargoyle jumped aside.
"Ahh, Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy, come in!" They heard Dumbledore say. He was sitting at his desk with Fawkes perched on his shoulder, staring at them from behind his half moon spectacles. They sat down in two plush green chairs facing their headmaster.
"Now, on to the business at hand! It seems that you two have not yet moved into your new dormitories." He exclaimed.
"What new dormitories?" asked Hermione suspiciously.
"Well," replied Dumbledore with a coy smile, "Each Head Boy and Girl are given their own private quarters which they share. You two will live together for the remainder of the year." Hermione and Draco were horrorstruck. A whole year with that know-it-all Gryfindor mudblood bitch??! Isn't working with her in potions enough?! My father will hear about this! All the color drained from Hermione's face. What would Ron and Harry think?
"Now, if you would follow Professor McGonnagal, she will lead you to your new living area. All your things have already been transported there." Dumbledore informed them, gesturing to the door where McGonnagal stood waiting. Hermione's eyes flashed red as she got up and followed the professor out the door, with Draco trailing behind her.
They walked in side by side in silence as they were lead up several long corridors before arriving in front of a peculiar portrait. There seemed to be a man standing milking a PIG??! And when the man turned to the side, you saw that he was not a man, but indeed a female. Or at least, half of him was.
"Now, what do you want your new password to be?" Professor McGonnagal asked the two students who were still shaking with disbelief.
"Prison" replied Hermione briskly.
"Is that alright with you, Mr. Malfoy?" Professor McGonnagal frowned.
Draco shrugged and mumbled something incoherent. "Whatever."
"Alright then, Prison it is." And with that, the portrait swung open and McGonnagal disappeared out of sight, leaving the two enemies alone. They scrambled through the portrait and Hermione gasped at what she saw. A great common room lay before her eyes. There was a roaring fire crackled in the granite fire place. The room was decorated with various pictures and skins. Above the mantle of the fireplace was a lion interlaced with a snake. Gryfindor and Slytherin, together. There were various overstuffed arm chairs and couches, mahogany tables and chair. The windows were charmed to look frosted in all weather. There were two doors on either side of the room. One was green and had a silver "D" on it, and the other was red with a gold "H" on it. Hermione went to see her room and Draco went to look at his.
Hermione's eyes widened as she took in her new surroundings. It was a beautiful contemporary style room. Painted blue with various metallic furniture and enormous windows. The bed had a scarlet and gold Gryfindor quilt marked with the emblem of the courageous lion that was the mascot for all Gryfindors. She noticed there was another door besides the one leading into her spacious closet. Her opened the door and saw an elegant bathroom decorated with marble and tile. A giant bathtub and shower was already stocked with various care products and there hung two dry towels on the rack, a green one and a red one. Hermione was still taking everything in when Draco strolled into the bathroom. He smirked at her.
"This is a little too rich for a mudblood like you? I expect you've never even seen fine trimmings like this. No, I doubt they let you into stores such as that." He said coldly leaning against the door. Hermione looked at him with hatred and fury.
"But of course Malfoy," she spat. "I except you haven't been in one either. If they don't let such 'foul' creatures as myself in, then there's no chance they'll let a Death Eater like you in." Draco's pale cheeks flushed red. He moved in a flash across the room and pinned Hermione up against the wall with his arms, body blocking her escape. Hermione didn't seem scared in the least.
"How dare you say that you little bitch??!" he hissed in her ear. "I am NOT a Death Eater; I will never be a pawn of somebody else, especially somebody as lowly as Voldemort!" Hermione looked up at him with surprise clouding her features. Draco picked up a lock of her hair and twirled it in his fingers. "Too bad you are a mudblood; otherwise I might consider giving you the honor of fucking you." He whispered dangerously close to her ear. She could feel his hot breath on her neck.
"Spare me, I would probably get AIDS. You're not worth my time Malfoy!" she said roughly pushing him away. Draco glared at her venomously and roughly grabbed her arm.
"Nobody walks away from a Malfoy! You are just a mudblood whore! And might I say you have lived up to the name! Filth!" he spit at her. Hermione looked at her arm where he had grabbed her.
"I am nobody's whore." She said in a low growl. "Don't ever touch me again!" She turned to walk away. Just as her hand reached the door knob, she paused.
"Oh, and one more thing," she turned and faced him. He watched as her eyes turned stormy gray and her hair transformed platinum blonde. Now, Hermione stood a female version of Draco. "I can live up to my name and expectations, and it seems I have already lived up to your name, DRACO, you're not a dragon, you're a snake." And with that she twirled around and walked into her own room leaving Draco stunned and angry.
Hermione sauntered down the hall to Dumbledore's office. Draco was only a few feet behind her. If she perked her ears just slightly, she could here him breathing {remember, she has enhanced senses now}. He hadn't spoken one word to her since their little "encounter" earlier. They got to the stone gargoyle in front of Dumbledore's office.
"Sweet tooth," Hermione uttered the password, and the gargoyle jumped aside.
"Ahh, Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy, come in!" They heard Dumbledore say. He was sitting at his desk with Fawkes perched on his shoulder, staring at them from behind his half moon spectacles. They sat down in two plush green chairs facing their headmaster.
"Now, on to the business at hand! It seems that you two have not yet moved into your new dormitories." He exclaimed.
"What new dormitories?" asked Hermione suspiciously.
"Well," replied Dumbledore with a coy smile, "Each Head Boy and Girl are given their own private quarters which they share. You two will live together for the remainder of the year." Hermione and Draco were horrorstruck. A whole year with that know-it-all Gryfindor mudblood bitch??! Isn't working with her in potions enough?! My father will hear about this! All the color drained from Hermione's face. What would Ron and Harry think?
"Now, if you would follow Professor McGonnagal, she will lead you to your new living area. All your things have already been transported there." Dumbledore informed them, gesturing to the door where McGonnagal stood waiting. Hermione's eyes flashed red as she got up and followed the professor out the door, with Draco trailing behind her.
They walked in side by side in silence as they were lead up several long corridors before arriving in front of a peculiar portrait. There seemed to be a man standing milking a PIG??! And when the man turned to the side, you saw that he was not a man, but indeed a female. Or at least, half of him was.
"Now, what do you want your new password to be?" Professor McGonnagal asked the two students who were still shaking with disbelief.
"Prison" replied Hermione briskly.
"Is that alright with you, Mr. Malfoy?" Professor McGonnagal frowned.
Draco shrugged and mumbled something incoherent. "Whatever."
"Alright then, Prison it is." And with that, the portrait swung open and McGonnagal disappeared out of sight, leaving the two enemies alone. They scrambled through the portrait and Hermione gasped at what she saw. A great common room lay before her eyes. There was a roaring fire crackled in the granite fire place. The room was decorated with various pictures and skins. Above the mantle of the fireplace was a lion interlaced with a snake. Gryfindor and Slytherin, together. There were various overstuffed arm chairs and couches, mahogany tables and chair. The windows were charmed to look frosted in all weather. There were two doors on either side of the room. One was green and had a silver "D" on it, and the other was red with a gold "H" on it. Hermione went to see her room and Draco went to look at his.
Hermione's eyes widened as she took in her new surroundings. It was a beautiful contemporary style room. Painted blue with various metallic furniture and enormous windows. The bed had a scarlet and gold Gryfindor quilt marked with the emblem of the courageous lion that was the mascot for all Gryfindors. She noticed there was another door besides the one leading into her spacious closet. Her opened the door and saw an elegant bathroom decorated with marble and tile. A giant bathtub and shower was already stocked with various care products and there hung two dry towels on the rack, a green one and a red one. Hermione was still taking everything in when Draco strolled into the bathroom. He smirked at her.
"This is a little too rich for a mudblood like you? I expect you've never even seen fine trimmings like this. No, I doubt they let you into stores such as that." He said coldly leaning against the door. Hermione looked at him with hatred and fury.
"But of course Malfoy," she spat. "I except you haven't been in one either. If they don't let such 'foul' creatures as myself in, then there's no chance they'll let a Death Eater like you in." Draco's pale cheeks flushed red. He moved in a flash across the room and pinned Hermione up against the wall with his arms, body blocking her escape. Hermione didn't seem scared in the least.
"How dare you say that you little bitch??!" he hissed in her ear. "I am NOT a Death Eater; I will never be a pawn of somebody else, especially somebody as lowly as Voldemort!" Hermione looked up at him with surprise clouding her features. Draco picked up a lock of her hair and twirled it in his fingers. "Too bad you are a mudblood; otherwise I might consider giving you the honor of fucking you." He whispered dangerously close to her ear. She could feel his hot breath on her neck.
"Spare me, I would probably get AIDS. You're not worth my time Malfoy!" she said roughly pushing him away. Draco glared at her venomously and roughly grabbed her arm.
"Nobody walks away from a Malfoy! You are just a mudblood whore! And might I say you have lived up to the name! Filth!" he spit at her. Hermione looked at her arm where he had grabbed her.
"I am nobody's whore." She said in a low growl. "Don't ever touch me again!" She turned to walk away. Just as her hand reached the door knob, she paused.
"Oh, and one more thing," she turned and faced him. He watched as her eyes turned stormy gray and her hair transformed platinum blonde. Now, Hermione stood a female version of Draco. "I can live up to my name and expectations, and it seems I have already lived up to your name, DRACO, you're not a dragon, you're a snake." And with that she twirled around and walked into her own room leaving Draco stunned and angry.