A/N: thanks to my wonderful reviewers, all three of you ( ^: I really
appreciate your input and hope this doesn't disappoint.
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Guarding the door to their dormitory was a large painting of an exotic looking sphinx, smiling at them with her secretive eyes and flexing the claws on her paws.
"What will you have for your password," she said in a voice that sounded queenly and regal.
"Umm. any ideas?" said Hermione, looking at Draco who just shrugged looking slightly fearful at the sphinx. Like she would jump out of the painting and pounce on him any second." How about Chocolate Frogs?"
"Sure," he said, but gave her a weird look.
"What? They're my favorite!" said Hermione, turning to the portrait and repeated", Chocolate Frogs."
The sphinx nodded at them and the portrait swung aside to let them through.
The common room was magnificent, a large fireplace which was already blazing giving everything a soft glow. Large, poufy couches made a circle around the fireplace. On the walls were built in bookshelves filled with hundreds of books. On a left a staircase went up, with red walls and gold trimming, obviously for Hermione because those were the Gryffindor colors. On the right there was another staircase but it was green and silver, for Slytherin.
Stepping into the room Hermione let out a squeal of delight when she saw the books running over to read the titles. Draco just rolled his eyes, imagine getting so much excitement from a bunch of books. He just headed up the stairs to see his bedroom for the next year. Stepping into his room he was pleased with what he saw. A large four poster bed, the posts which were silver snakes coiling about each other, with comfortable looking green satin blankets and heaps of pillows laid across one corner of the room. There was also a big mahogany desk and door leading to a private bathroom. There was also another big door with a large S engraved in it. Curious Draco walked over and opened the door, and was pleasantly surprised.
The door lead to the Slytherin common room, he stepped through and shut the door, looking back the place he had come from was just a wall with a faint imprint of a hand that was barely noticeable. Draco put his hand up to this and the door reappeared. Looking around the room he didn't really feel like talking to anyone, good deals of them were afraid of him anyways so he just went back into his room.
Laying down on his new, extremely comfortable bed his thoughts drifted back to Hermione. How in the world was he going to make her want to be friends with him, much less fall in love with him. It wasn't surprising to him that she had been suspicious, it was hard for him to be sincere to her about wanting to be friends. Not even around his real friends was he friendly, rarely smiling. Well, he could thank his father for that. Like showing emotions getting close to people and trusting them was dangerous. Draco had worked hard at building a wall, and how was he supposed to act like he had let it down without actually doing so.
Turning over ideas on how to win Hermione over, Draco fell into an easy sleep. He had all year, he could do it. hopefully.
*~*
"I cannot believe they are making you live with Malfoy," said Harry, looking like he wanted to murder something. Hermione had also found the door to her common room, very happy to be able to have easy access to her companions. They had been mortified when Hermione told them that she would be somewhat living with their nemesis.
"If he lays one hand on you, let me know 'Mione. I'll kill him!" said Ron, twisting a piece of paper violently in his hands, like it was Malfoy's neck.
Wow, Hermione thought, I knew they were my friends, but I didn't think they were so protective. Then again, they really hated him, and any excuse to harm him would be a good one. Wait. She caught herself mid-thought. They hate him? So do you, remember? Ok, well I do have a truce with him and he has been oddly nice, but that doesn't mean anything's changed.
"I always new Dumbledore was mad, but now I think he's completely off his rocker." Said Harry, shaking his head", I'll be surprised if you don't kill each other by the end of the year."
She just shrugged but was hoping that Draco's new attitude wasn't temporary. It would nice to be insulted a lot less this year. Awhile later she headed back to her new room and fell asleep.
*~*
Their first week of school passed without much excitement. Teachers were definitely putting pressure on seventh years to think about where they would be working next year, no longer having to go to school. Being head girl definitely had its benefits, for one she got a lot more respect from teachers and students, people listened to her when she told them that they shouldn't do something that violated school rules.
Snape was as terrible as ever, he had been twice as bad ever since Remeus Lupin was hired back as the Defense Against the Dark Arts in their sixth year. No one else had wanted the job and a new potion had been discovered that prevented him from ever turning into a wolf if he took it once a month.
Everything was as it should be for Hermione, Malfoy had even continued to be civil with her even though she avoided him at every chance possible.
On Monday of the second week of school Professor McGonagall told Hermione that Dumbledore requested her presence before dinner for a meeting with the prefects and of course the head boy. They would be meeting in the room that the champions had gone to in her fourth year after they were chosen by the goblet.
"Do you know what it's for?" asked Hermione curiously.
"Yes, but I think you can wait till tonight to find out," answered McGonagall in her usual no-nonsense sort of way.
The rest of the day continued like any other and before she knew it she was heading to the room adjacent to the great hall, eager to hear something about her new position rather than keeping the other students in line. When she got to the room a few chairs circled around the fireplace but no one else was there. To make productive use of time Hermione pulled out her Arithmancy book and became absorbed.
*~*
By the time Draco got there Hermione was so immersed in the book that she didn't even glance up when he entered the room. Leaning against the door frame he watched her read. It was amazing, she looked so. so. well, and there was no other word for it, peaceful. The fire cast a soft glow on her face accenting her already pretty features. Suddenly, Draco realized what he was thinking and doing. Sitting there and staring at Granger? What was wrong with him? Obviously taking his mission too seriously.
A smile curved his lip as he realized what a perfect situation this was to catch Hermione unaware Draco crept up behind her chair, she still didn't notice. Suddenly he grabbed her shoulders and gave them a little shake while shouting "Boo!"
Hermione jumped about ten feet into the air, letting out a shriek and dropping her book. Color instantly came to her cheek when she saw who it was.
"MALFOY!" she yelled", don't ever scare me like that again!"
Chuckling he took a seat next to her and said "Sorry, it was just too easy." Hermione looked like she wanted to say something more but at that minute a couple of the prefects came in, giving the two of them looks. It was common knowledge around Hogwarts how Draco Malfoy hated Potter and his friends Hermione and Ron, and vice versa. Seeing them in the same room while not attempting to curse each other was pretty impressive when there were no teachers around.
Once all the prefects were there, Dumbledore came in with Professor Snape and McGonagall who stood in front of the group.
"This Christmas we will be having a ball." Said Dumbledore amid squeals of delight from the prefect girls", and you guys will be planning it together."
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A/N: sorry if this kinda cuts off but I wanted to get this posted. Let me know if you have any suggestions on how Draco should start to win Hermione over. I have some but anything you could think of would be great. Thanks!
~*~
Guarding the door to their dormitory was a large painting of an exotic looking sphinx, smiling at them with her secretive eyes and flexing the claws on her paws.
"What will you have for your password," she said in a voice that sounded queenly and regal.
"Umm. any ideas?" said Hermione, looking at Draco who just shrugged looking slightly fearful at the sphinx. Like she would jump out of the painting and pounce on him any second." How about Chocolate Frogs?"
"Sure," he said, but gave her a weird look.
"What? They're my favorite!" said Hermione, turning to the portrait and repeated", Chocolate Frogs."
The sphinx nodded at them and the portrait swung aside to let them through.
The common room was magnificent, a large fireplace which was already blazing giving everything a soft glow. Large, poufy couches made a circle around the fireplace. On the walls were built in bookshelves filled with hundreds of books. On a left a staircase went up, with red walls and gold trimming, obviously for Hermione because those were the Gryffindor colors. On the right there was another staircase but it was green and silver, for Slytherin.
Stepping into the room Hermione let out a squeal of delight when she saw the books running over to read the titles. Draco just rolled his eyes, imagine getting so much excitement from a bunch of books. He just headed up the stairs to see his bedroom for the next year. Stepping into his room he was pleased with what he saw. A large four poster bed, the posts which were silver snakes coiling about each other, with comfortable looking green satin blankets and heaps of pillows laid across one corner of the room. There was also a big mahogany desk and door leading to a private bathroom. There was also another big door with a large S engraved in it. Curious Draco walked over and opened the door, and was pleasantly surprised.
The door lead to the Slytherin common room, he stepped through and shut the door, looking back the place he had come from was just a wall with a faint imprint of a hand that was barely noticeable. Draco put his hand up to this and the door reappeared. Looking around the room he didn't really feel like talking to anyone, good deals of them were afraid of him anyways so he just went back into his room.
Laying down on his new, extremely comfortable bed his thoughts drifted back to Hermione. How in the world was he going to make her want to be friends with him, much less fall in love with him. It wasn't surprising to him that she had been suspicious, it was hard for him to be sincere to her about wanting to be friends. Not even around his real friends was he friendly, rarely smiling. Well, he could thank his father for that. Like showing emotions getting close to people and trusting them was dangerous. Draco had worked hard at building a wall, and how was he supposed to act like he had let it down without actually doing so.
Turning over ideas on how to win Hermione over, Draco fell into an easy sleep. He had all year, he could do it. hopefully.
*~*
"I cannot believe they are making you live with Malfoy," said Harry, looking like he wanted to murder something. Hermione had also found the door to her common room, very happy to be able to have easy access to her companions. They had been mortified when Hermione told them that she would be somewhat living with their nemesis.
"If he lays one hand on you, let me know 'Mione. I'll kill him!" said Ron, twisting a piece of paper violently in his hands, like it was Malfoy's neck.
Wow, Hermione thought, I knew they were my friends, but I didn't think they were so protective. Then again, they really hated him, and any excuse to harm him would be a good one. Wait. She caught herself mid-thought. They hate him? So do you, remember? Ok, well I do have a truce with him and he has been oddly nice, but that doesn't mean anything's changed.
"I always new Dumbledore was mad, but now I think he's completely off his rocker." Said Harry, shaking his head", I'll be surprised if you don't kill each other by the end of the year."
She just shrugged but was hoping that Draco's new attitude wasn't temporary. It would nice to be insulted a lot less this year. Awhile later she headed back to her new room and fell asleep.
*~*
Their first week of school passed without much excitement. Teachers were definitely putting pressure on seventh years to think about where they would be working next year, no longer having to go to school. Being head girl definitely had its benefits, for one she got a lot more respect from teachers and students, people listened to her when she told them that they shouldn't do something that violated school rules.
Snape was as terrible as ever, he had been twice as bad ever since Remeus Lupin was hired back as the Defense Against the Dark Arts in their sixth year. No one else had wanted the job and a new potion had been discovered that prevented him from ever turning into a wolf if he took it once a month.
Everything was as it should be for Hermione, Malfoy had even continued to be civil with her even though she avoided him at every chance possible.
On Monday of the second week of school Professor McGonagall told Hermione that Dumbledore requested her presence before dinner for a meeting with the prefects and of course the head boy. They would be meeting in the room that the champions had gone to in her fourth year after they were chosen by the goblet.
"Do you know what it's for?" asked Hermione curiously.
"Yes, but I think you can wait till tonight to find out," answered McGonagall in her usual no-nonsense sort of way.
The rest of the day continued like any other and before she knew it she was heading to the room adjacent to the great hall, eager to hear something about her new position rather than keeping the other students in line. When she got to the room a few chairs circled around the fireplace but no one else was there. To make productive use of time Hermione pulled out her Arithmancy book and became absorbed.
*~*
By the time Draco got there Hermione was so immersed in the book that she didn't even glance up when he entered the room. Leaning against the door frame he watched her read. It was amazing, she looked so. so. well, and there was no other word for it, peaceful. The fire cast a soft glow on her face accenting her already pretty features. Suddenly, Draco realized what he was thinking and doing. Sitting there and staring at Granger? What was wrong with him? Obviously taking his mission too seriously.
A smile curved his lip as he realized what a perfect situation this was to catch Hermione unaware Draco crept up behind her chair, she still didn't notice. Suddenly he grabbed her shoulders and gave them a little shake while shouting "Boo!"
Hermione jumped about ten feet into the air, letting out a shriek and dropping her book. Color instantly came to her cheek when she saw who it was.
"MALFOY!" she yelled", don't ever scare me like that again!"
Chuckling he took a seat next to her and said "Sorry, it was just too easy." Hermione looked like she wanted to say something more but at that minute a couple of the prefects came in, giving the two of them looks. It was common knowledge around Hogwarts how Draco Malfoy hated Potter and his friends Hermione and Ron, and vice versa. Seeing them in the same room while not attempting to curse each other was pretty impressive when there were no teachers around.
Once all the prefects were there, Dumbledore came in with Professor Snape and McGonagall who stood in front of the group.
"This Christmas we will be having a ball." Said Dumbledore amid squeals of delight from the prefect girls", and you guys will be planning it together."
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A/N: sorry if this kinda cuts off but I wanted to get this posted. Let me know if you have any suggestions on how Draco should start to win Hermione over. I have some but anything you could think of would be great. Thanks!