Chapter 2
Changing?
A/N:
The relationships are startin' to develop and school will begin next chapter.
Thanks Kel.
Shadowwolf2371: Thanks, more is comin' up.
Hermione ran down the hall to the front desk again as the last person got their forms and moved to the side. Hermione went up and started, "Are we allowed to switch rooms?" She said quickly as she noticed the person remembering her from before.
"No, I'm sorry you ca-" Hermione stomped her foot though.
"Why can't we!? How can you pair up a boy and a girl anyway?!" Hermione demanded.
"Sometimes they just end up that way because of odd people." The person said calmly, used to this from some people.
"Can't you just move me, pl-." Hermione was interrupted this time.
"No." The person said simply and turned away to work on the papers at the desk. Hermione whined from her throat and then slowly climbed back up the stairs towards her new 'home'. Ron and Harry passed her and greeted her but she didn't see them and kept walking up although Ron and Harry were left confused.
Harry sighed after watching Hermione leave them and took Ron's hand in his own to guide him from not getting lost again. Harry felt comfort in Ron's hand though and smiled at him and he went back to their room again. Harry opened the door and went in, letting Ron shut it. Ron looked around once again and smiled at their new home.
Harry plopped down on the bed nearest the closet and laughed. "I get this one!" Harry said jokingly but Ron would have none of it and playfully jumped onto the bed too. Both of them started to wrestle for the bed. Ron tried to push him off but they ended both rolling off the bed.
Ron groaned as he landed on top of Harry to the side of the bed. They both lay like that for a few minutes not realizing the predicament. Ron finally sighed and then raised to head to look at Harry and flash him a grin but stopped in the middle, feeling Harry underneath him. He felt the large legs underneath his own long ones and twitched as he felt Harry's toned chest with his hands. Ron looked from Harry's chest to his eyes and saw Harry feeling the same things on Ron. Both their eyes bore into each others before Ron looked away and slowly got up, sad to leave the warmth of Harry's body but felt the comfortableness becoming too much so that he might want more then to just lay on Harry being still and Harry's lips looked all too inviting.
Harry coughed and got up a moment after Ron and slid onto the bed they had just rolled off of.
"You can have that one," Ron said quietly and went over to the other bed, trying not to remember how Harry had felt. Harry stood up, glancing over at Ron before grabbing his bag and putting it on the side of his new bed. Harry pushed the blinds to the side.
"It's getting dark, we should go to sleep soon so we can see what's wrong with Hermione." Harry whispered to Ron. Ron lay down in his bed and looked at the ceiling for a while. After half an hour of silence, Harry stood up and then went over to the light and turned it off. Ron turned off the light near his bed as did Harry. Harry pulled off his shirt in the dark and then stripped off his pants, not aware that Ron's eyes were still on him as the moonlight shown on him. With just boxers, Harry slid into bed and then smiled at his new home again and slowly drifted off to leave Ron with the image of Harry and the feeling of him too. Ron shuddered and then tried to shake off the feeling.
Hermione sighed and opened the door to her new 'home' again to find the lights out. She saw the lump of Draco under the covers again and clicked on the lights, wanting to sort this out now. She heard a moan, sounding rather vunerable actually. Hermione sighed and turned off the light again and for some reason, went over to the side of his bed and sat down on the side where he wasn't laying, amazingly only taking up half the bed. She felt the warmth from him and suddenly felt cold but shrugged it off and said quietly, "Malfoy."
Another groan admitted from the blankets and his head came up to look at her with a dazed and sleepy look like none she had seen before.
Draco tried to adjust his eyes to the dark and slowly sat up, the blankets falling to his waist and making him shiver. "Why are you here again?" He asked, stifling a yawn and not being able to make his voice hard when so tired. Draco rubbed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair, making the usual slick blonde stick up on end.
Hermione giggled at the look Draco had on his face and the disorder he was in. Thoughts of him actually being cute like this passed through her mind and she threw them to the side reluctantly. "They said we can't switch rooms," she whispered to him, looking out the window at the moon that now shone in the sky. "I-I don't know how this is going to work though.." She shook her head and then stood up, leaving the warmth with a sigh and walking over to the other bed. "Good night, Malfoy.." She said.
"Night, Hermione," She heard him say with another yawn and slid down into the bed. Her eyes went wide when she heard him say her actual *first* name and she grabbed her bag, dragging it over to her bed. Hermione glanced over and then took out her night pajamas and made sure his eyes were closed. Hermione slowly took off her day clothes and then pulled on her pajamas.
What she didn't know was that Draco was still awake and gazing at her, much the same as Ron did Harry. Draco watched her climb into bed and memorized her body in his mind, surprised that that girl had such a mind-stirring and lustful body. He shuddered, not wanting to feel that way about a mudblood but it wouldn't go away.
Changing?
A/N:
The relationships are startin' to develop and school will begin next chapter.
Thanks Kel.
Shadowwolf2371: Thanks, more is comin' up.
Hermione ran down the hall to the front desk again as the last person got their forms and moved to the side. Hermione went up and started, "Are we allowed to switch rooms?" She said quickly as she noticed the person remembering her from before.
"No, I'm sorry you ca-" Hermione stomped her foot though.
"Why can't we!? How can you pair up a boy and a girl anyway?!" Hermione demanded.
"Sometimes they just end up that way because of odd people." The person said calmly, used to this from some people.
"Can't you just move me, pl-." Hermione was interrupted this time.
"No." The person said simply and turned away to work on the papers at the desk. Hermione whined from her throat and then slowly climbed back up the stairs towards her new 'home'. Ron and Harry passed her and greeted her but she didn't see them and kept walking up although Ron and Harry were left confused.
Harry sighed after watching Hermione leave them and took Ron's hand in his own to guide him from not getting lost again. Harry felt comfort in Ron's hand though and smiled at him and he went back to their room again. Harry opened the door and went in, letting Ron shut it. Ron looked around once again and smiled at their new home.
Harry plopped down on the bed nearest the closet and laughed. "I get this one!" Harry said jokingly but Ron would have none of it and playfully jumped onto the bed too. Both of them started to wrestle for the bed. Ron tried to push him off but they ended both rolling off the bed.
Ron groaned as he landed on top of Harry to the side of the bed. They both lay like that for a few minutes not realizing the predicament. Ron finally sighed and then raised to head to look at Harry and flash him a grin but stopped in the middle, feeling Harry underneath him. He felt the large legs underneath his own long ones and twitched as he felt Harry's toned chest with his hands. Ron looked from Harry's chest to his eyes and saw Harry feeling the same things on Ron. Both their eyes bore into each others before Ron looked away and slowly got up, sad to leave the warmth of Harry's body but felt the comfortableness becoming too much so that he might want more then to just lay on Harry being still and Harry's lips looked all too inviting.
Harry coughed and got up a moment after Ron and slid onto the bed they had just rolled off of.
"You can have that one," Ron said quietly and went over to the other bed, trying not to remember how Harry had felt. Harry stood up, glancing over at Ron before grabbing his bag and putting it on the side of his new bed. Harry pushed the blinds to the side.
"It's getting dark, we should go to sleep soon so we can see what's wrong with Hermione." Harry whispered to Ron. Ron lay down in his bed and looked at the ceiling for a while. After half an hour of silence, Harry stood up and then went over to the light and turned it off. Ron turned off the light near his bed as did Harry. Harry pulled off his shirt in the dark and then stripped off his pants, not aware that Ron's eyes were still on him as the moonlight shown on him. With just boxers, Harry slid into bed and then smiled at his new home again and slowly drifted off to leave Ron with the image of Harry and the feeling of him too. Ron shuddered and then tried to shake off the feeling.
Hermione sighed and opened the door to her new 'home' again to find the lights out. She saw the lump of Draco under the covers again and clicked on the lights, wanting to sort this out now. She heard a moan, sounding rather vunerable actually. Hermione sighed and turned off the light again and for some reason, went over to the side of his bed and sat down on the side where he wasn't laying, amazingly only taking up half the bed. She felt the warmth from him and suddenly felt cold but shrugged it off and said quietly, "Malfoy."
Another groan admitted from the blankets and his head came up to look at her with a dazed and sleepy look like none she had seen before.
Draco tried to adjust his eyes to the dark and slowly sat up, the blankets falling to his waist and making him shiver. "Why are you here again?" He asked, stifling a yawn and not being able to make his voice hard when so tired. Draco rubbed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair, making the usual slick blonde stick up on end.
Hermione giggled at the look Draco had on his face and the disorder he was in. Thoughts of him actually being cute like this passed through her mind and she threw them to the side reluctantly. "They said we can't switch rooms," she whispered to him, looking out the window at the moon that now shone in the sky. "I-I don't know how this is going to work though.." She shook her head and then stood up, leaving the warmth with a sigh and walking over to the other bed. "Good night, Malfoy.." She said.
"Night, Hermione," She heard him say with another yawn and slid down into the bed. Her eyes went wide when she heard him say her actual *first* name and she grabbed her bag, dragging it over to her bed. Hermione glanced over and then took out her night pajamas and made sure his eyes were closed. Hermione slowly took off her day clothes and then pulled on her pajamas.
What she didn't know was that Draco was still awake and gazing at her, much the same as Ron did Harry. Draco watched her climb into bed and memorized her body in his mind, surprised that that girl had such a mind-stirring and lustful body. He shuddered, not wanting to feel that way about a mudblood but it wouldn't go away.