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another person place or thing you might recognize)
A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in like forever! I've been really busy seeing as it's the holidays, and my great uncle has recently passed away. I will try to get the next chapter up soon, but I wont make any promises cause my computer is messed up, and we might have to get a new one.
The Visit part Three
Hermione woke up to bright light. Blinking sleepily she looked around the room and found the source. Across the room she saw two French doors pouring early morning light into the room. Hermione felt so warm and comfortable in the middle of he big bed; in her satin sheets, she rolled over on her side away from the offending light and soon fell back to sleep.
An hour later, her growling stomach and the smell of breakfast awakened her. Giving a big yawn, Hermione sat up in her bed and was amazed by what she saw. Her walls were the nicest color of baby blue she had ever seen. Across from her bed, which was positioned in front if two big floor-to- ceiling length windows; there was a marble fireplace with two big vases of white roses on the mantle. There was a painting of a meadow with all different color flowers and pixies flying across it every once in a while positioned between the vases. There were two huge white leather chairs in front of the fireplace. To her right side across the room she saw the two French doors that had woken her up earlier. She saw the balcony where the doors led. She could also see two huge pools and many statues and fountains scattered around the immense back lawns.
Hermione sat up in her bed and swung her legs over the side of he bed. She felt the best carpet under her feet. It was snowy white and soft. It was so deep, she was sure if she laid down, it would have swallowed her completely.
There was a door across from her. Hermione hurried to the door and pulled it open. She saw the biggest closet/dressing room she had ever seen. It was a huge rectangular room. On one wall were shelves for shoes. The five pairs she brought didn't even take up one shelve length. 2 ½ walls were for hanging clothes. Hermione had brought 5 dresses, 3 skirts, 6 pairs of pants, and about 15 shirts. She had needed two trunks to get it all here. One trunk for her school things, and one for all the clothes she would wear visiting Victor. On the other half of one wall, there was a vanity with all her makeup and hair things on it, and next to the vanity there was a mirror that was about 3 feet across and about 6 feet tall. There was a wall of windows on the smaller wall next to the vanity, with a window seat.
Across from the entrance doorway in the middle of the hanging clothes was another door. Hermione walked to the door and pulled it open. She walked into her very own bathroom. It was the best bathroom she had ever seen. In the middle of the room there was a miniature pool with three silver faucets and two buttons, one red and one blue. The walls were tiled in white tiles with little blue flowers on them. The floor was a white tile. The room was square; on the wall across from her (on the far side of the bath) there was a mirror like the one next to her vanity. On the same wall as the door was a huge sink and counter. The wall next to the wall with the sinks and door was all windows with sheer white curtains hanging on them.
As she was standing in the doorway, Hermione caught sight of herself in the mirror. She looked horrible! She had smudges of black mascara and eyeliner around her eyes, and the peachy lip-gloss she had been wearing was smudged all around her mouth.
Hermione walked to the bath, her bare feet making tiny slaps against the tiles. She turned on one faucet, and shimmering powder pink water began to flow out. In seconds the whole room was filled with the sent of Sweet Pea. Hermione quickly got undressed and using the small ladder at the side of the bath, stepped in to the bath.. The water came up just below her shoulders, and it was the perfect temperature!
About an hour later, Hermione was done in the bath and was wondering where the towels were. She noticed the two buttons on the side of the bath again, she also noticed for the first time that engraved in to the tile next to the red button it said "ELF" and next to the blue one it said "TOWEL". Hermione pushed the blue button and seemingly from nowhere (kind of like the food in the Great Hall) two fluffy warm white towels appeared at the side of the bath, and the bath water drained away around her. Hermione quickly got out of the bath, dried herself off with one towel and put on her sheer white silk dressing robe and tied it with the baby blue sash around the waist. She tied up her hair in the other towel and walked into the closet/dressing room to pick out her clothes.
After going through her clothes, she decided on tight black jeans and a baby blue spaghetti strap tang top. Hermione laughed to herself as she thought of the day she had brought it home from the mall. . It was very tight, like a second skin. It showed her breasts off to perfection (and it showed a lot of cleavage) Hermione was well endowed, much more then she (and others) gave herself credit for. Her mother nearly almost went into shock when she saw it. Her father was just pain furious and forbid her to wear it, but after a while it was forgotten and she could wear it.
For her makeup she put on a bit of eyeliner and mascara on her eyes, and a bit it peachy lip-gloss. It took her longer to do her hair, seeing as she couldn't use make-up charms. She decided on a "wet look" because she didn't want it spend the hour it took to her hair straight. She also stuck a hair tie in her pocket just incase she needed to put it up.
She made her way through the winding hallways and complicated network of stairs, only managing to get lost about five times. She found the breakfast room quite by accident. She would have to remember to beg Victor for a tour of his house.
She pulled open the door of the breakfast room to find Harry and Victor in deep conversation about Quidditch. She walked to the table and pulled out a chair that was next to Victor, across from Harry and faced her back to t he doors. . A house elf came scurrying up to her and handed her a plate filled with food. She had never seen so much food on just one plate in her life. There were scrambled eggs, bacon, baby pancakes, hash browns, sausage, and baked apples. Hermione was starving; she dived into her food with very un- lady like gusto (A/N: is that the right word?).
She was just pushing her plate aside; having ate more then she ever had at one meal, (and there was still lots of food left on her plate!) when Victor and Harry noticed her.
"Mione! When did you get here?" Victor asked her sounding surprised.
"Oh, I've not been here long. I've just finished eating." She answered with a smile on her face.
"Guess what Mione!" Harry said wiggling in his chair with excitement
"What?"
"Victor said tomorrow we are going to play Quidditch! And guess what he did Hermione!" Said Harry. Not giving Hermione a chance to reply he informed her that he had invited the whole Bulgarian Quidditch team to play with them.
Hermione was just about to voice her opinion on this when the breakfast room doors were thrown open.
"Well, isn't this a pretty little site." Drawled a smooth deep voice Hermione didn't recognize. But from the look on Harry's face, it was someone she didn't want to see. She twisted around he her seat and came face to face with none other than Draco Malfoy.
A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in like forever! I've been really busy seeing as it's the holidays, and my great uncle has recently passed away. I will try to get the next chapter up soon, but I wont make any promises cause my computer is messed up, and we might have to get a new one.
The Visit part Three
Hermione woke up to bright light. Blinking sleepily she looked around the room and found the source. Across the room she saw two French doors pouring early morning light into the room. Hermione felt so warm and comfortable in the middle of he big bed; in her satin sheets, she rolled over on her side away from the offending light and soon fell back to sleep.
An hour later, her growling stomach and the smell of breakfast awakened her. Giving a big yawn, Hermione sat up in her bed and was amazed by what she saw. Her walls were the nicest color of baby blue she had ever seen. Across from her bed, which was positioned in front if two big floor-to- ceiling length windows; there was a marble fireplace with two big vases of white roses on the mantle. There was a painting of a meadow with all different color flowers and pixies flying across it every once in a while positioned between the vases. There were two huge white leather chairs in front of the fireplace. To her right side across the room she saw the two French doors that had woken her up earlier. She saw the balcony where the doors led. She could also see two huge pools and many statues and fountains scattered around the immense back lawns.
Hermione sat up in her bed and swung her legs over the side of he bed. She felt the best carpet under her feet. It was snowy white and soft. It was so deep, she was sure if she laid down, it would have swallowed her completely.
There was a door across from her. Hermione hurried to the door and pulled it open. She saw the biggest closet/dressing room she had ever seen. It was a huge rectangular room. On one wall were shelves for shoes. The five pairs she brought didn't even take up one shelve length. 2 ½ walls were for hanging clothes. Hermione had brought 5 dresses, 3 skirts, 6 pairs of pants, and about 15 shirts. She had needed two trunks to get it all here. One trunk for her school things, and one for all the clothes she would wear visiting Victor. On the other half of one wall, there was a vanity with all her makeup and hair things on it, and next to the vanity there was a mirror that was about 3 feet across and about 6 feet tall. There was a wall of windows on the smaller wall next to the vanity, with a window seat.
Across from the entrance doorway in the middle of the hanging clothes was another door. Hermione walked to the door and pulled it open. She walked into her very own bathroom. It was the best bathroom she had ever seen. In the middle of the room there was a miniature pool with three silver faucets and two buttons, one red and one blue. The walls were tiled in white tiles with little blue flowers on them. The floor was a white tile. The room was square; on the wall across from her (on the far side of the bath) there was a mirror like the one next to her vanity. On the same wall as the door was a huge sink and counter. The wall next to the wall with the sinks and door was all windows with sheer white curtains hanging on them.
As she was standing in the doorway, Hermione caught sight of herself in the mirror. She looked horrible! She had smudges of black mascara and eyeliner around her eyes, and the peachy lip-gloss she had been wearing was smudged all around her mouth.
Hermione walked to the bath, her bare feet making tiny slaps against the tiles. She turned on one faucet, and shimmering powder pink water began to flow out. In seconds the whole room was filled with the sent of Sweet Pea. Hermione quickly got undressed and using the small ladder at the side of the bath, stepped in to the bath.. The water came up just below her shoulders, and it was the perfect temperature!
About an hour later, Hermione was done in the bath and was wondering where the towels were. She noticed the two buttons on the side of the bath again, she also noticed for the first time that engraved in to the tile next to the red button it said "ELF" and next to the blue one it said "TOWEL". Hermione pushed the blue button and seemingly from nowhere (kind of like the food in the Great Hall) two fluffy warm white towels appeared at the side of the bath, and the bath water drained away around her. Hermione quickly got out of the bath, dried herself off with one towel and put on her sheer white silk dressing robe and tied it with the baby blue sash around the waist. She tied up her hair in the other towel and walked into the closet/dressing room to pick out her clothes.
After going through her clothes, she decided on tight black jeans and a baby blue spaghetti strap tang top. Hermione laughed to herself as she thought of the day she had brought it home from the mall. . It was very tight, like a second skin. It showed her breasts off to perfection (and it showed a lot of cleavage) Hermione was well endowed, much more then she (and others) gave herself credit for. Her mother nearly almost went into shock when she saw it. Her father was just pain furious and forbid her to wear it, but after a while it was forgotten and she could wear it.
For her makeup she put on a bit of eyeliner and mascara on her eyes, and a bit it peachy lip-gloss. It took her longer to do her hair, seeing as she couldn't use make-up charms. She decided on a "wet look" because she didn't want it spend the hour it took to her hair straight. She also stuck a hair tie in her pocket just incase she needed to put it up.
She made her way through the winding hallways and complicated network of stairs, only managing to get lost about five times. She found the breakfast room quite by accident. She would have to remember to beg Victor for a tour of his house.
She pulled open the door of the breakfast room to find Harry and Victor in deep conversation about Quidditch. She walked to the table and pulled out a chair that was next to Victor, across from Harry and faced her back to t he doors. . A house elf came scurrying up to her and handed her a plate filled with food. She had never seen so much food on just one plate in her life. There were scrambled eggs, bacon, baby pancakes, hash browns, sausage, and baked apples. Hermione was starving; she dived into her food with very un- lady like gusto (A/N: is that the right word?).
She was just pushing her plate aside; having ate more then she ever had at one meal, (and there was still lots of food left on her plate!) when Victor and Harry noticed her.
"Mione! When did you get here?" Victor asked her sounding surprised.
"Oh, I've not been here long. I've just finished eating." She answered with a smile on her face.
"Guess what Mione!" Harry said wiggling in his chair with excitement
"What?"
"Victor said tomorrow we are going to play Quidditch! And guess what he did Hermione!" Said Harry. Not giving Hermione a chance to reply he informed her that he had invited the whole Bulgarian Quidditch team to play with them.
Hermione was just about to voice her opinion on this when the breakfast room doors were thrown open.
"Well, isn't this a pretty little site." Drawled a smooth deep voice Hermione didn't recognize. But from the look on Harry's face, it was someone she didn't want to see. She twisted around he her seat and came face to face with none other than Draco Malfoy.