A Better Tomorrow
by AngelzGaze
"This room doesn't make my heart feel free. Happy now?" Hermione however just stared back at him. "I guess not. I suppose I must tell you what it does make me feel. I look around me and I don't feel free, I feel lost, lost among the clouds. I'd actually prefer standing on the ground and looking at the night sky." The room changed. The sky turned from day to night, and the ground lost its cloudy texture and changed into grass.
"Oh my gosh!" Hermione stared in disbelief. Surprisingly, Draco was also in disbelief.
"I want to go to the beach," commanded Draco. The room obeyed and changed. Draco touched the sand. The shoreline rose and brushed against their feet.
"Amazing. It's as if we're actually there," commented Hermione.
"Granger..... where the heck are the doors to our rooms?"
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Chapter 2: Another Round of Arguing
"I .... I.... I don't know. The door to the entrance is gone also!" Hermione replied.
"Thank you for stating the obvious," Draco sneered. "Well, what the hell are we supposed to do?!"
"How am I supposed to know?!" Hermione shouted back.
"Fine Granger! I guess I will have to do everything, but as if you could make this situation any better."
"I can too!"
"Sure you can, Granger."
"Yes, I can and I will!"
"All talk and no action.... if you can, prove it then," Draco answered as he sat back on the sand.
"Fine!" Hermione replied. A few seconds passed.
"I'm waiting."
"Ooh you make me so mad," Hermione grumbled.
"What was that? Stalling were you?"
"Shut it! I'm thinking!"
"Well I haven't got all day."
"Fine. You do it then."
"I thought I would have to do everything," replied Draco as he stood up.
"Ok, Mr. Big Shot, let's see what you can do."
"Well as you were stalling, I was thinking and I've got a plan."
"Let's see it then."
"I wish we could see the doors to our rooms." Nothing happened.....
"Ha! Was that your brilliant plan?"
"No!" snapped Draco. "It was simply a test to see if that would work. I do have a backup plan of course."
"Oh really?"
"Yes really."
"Well, what are you waiting for?"
"I'm waiting for you to shut your mouth!" yelled Draco angrily.
"Sorry," Hermione said sarcastically.
"I wish we were...." Draco started.
"Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy, what are you doing? Professor Dumbledore instructed me to make sure you two were getting along, as it seems likable you two would be arguing. I came to check on you. You both should be in your rooms getting your things in place. You haven't finished already have you?" Professor McGonagall said as she stepped through thin air.
"Err... you see Professor," Hermione replied, "we don't know how to get into our rooms. We can't see the doors."
"Simply say 'I wish we were in our Head Boy and Girl Dormitory' and the rooms will change as you can see." The room altered into a beautifully decorated room. "Your room Hermione is to the right and yours Draco to the left. I will be back in an few hours. No more arguing!" And with that Professor McGonagall left.
"Seems quite simply really what to say."
"I WAS going to say the exact thing McGonagall told us to say if she hadn't come and interrupted me."
"Sure Malfoy. Sure you were."
"I WAS!"
"Well don't mind me, but I'm going to my room now."
"Why the hell would I mind?" Draco replied as he walked angrily to his room.
Hermione smiled slightly and walked to her room. She had gotten Draco a bit peeved and she had to admit it was actually quite fun. Hermione sat on her bed and admired the decor. It was marvelous. It was nothing like she was used to. Yes, the regular dormitories were quite beautiful. But compared to this? Ha! The regular dorms were just paint sprayed on a bare wall and silly decorations thrown about. She grinned. Maybe life wouldn't be half as bad as she thought.
She sat silent for about a minute, just lying on her bed. A blank just danced in her mind. What was there to think about? Hermione sat up. She couldn't think of anything. Facts? Stories? Things she have heard lately? Nothing came to mind. What WAS there to think about? There was probably millions of things she could think about. Why couldn't she just lay her mind on one?
"How pathetic!" Hermione thought aloud. "What am I doing? I'm thinking SO hard on what to think about. And now I'm here talking to myself about how pathetic I am."
"I have to agree with you. You surely are pathetic."
"Of course you would have to agree. I mean who searches for the perfect topic to think about."
"No one. Just you."
"Exactly. It's just that....... wait a minute....... WHY THE HELL ARE YOU LISTENING IN ON MY DISCUSSION, MALFOY?"
"Well, you were yelling so loud I could hear you from my room," replied Draco from the other side of the wall. "And I am very, very, VERY sorry I interrupted your discussion with, well, yourself about how pathetic you are. I just couldn't help myself. I definitely had to put my say in how I absolutely agree with you. You are indeed pathetic."
"SHUT UP MALFOY!!!!!!! I WOULD IF I WERE YOU!!!"
"Temper. Temper. Granger, I thought you had learned to control that with all those therapy sessions. I mean one such as you would need some. Workaholic, stress............"
"And attempt of murder?" Draco looked up. Hermione had snuck inside his room and now was charging at him with full speed. And before Draco realized it, Hermione had tackled him down.
"What are you doing?" he smirked. "I didn't know you wanted me that bad."
"Just for that I'm going to hit you a hundred more times then I would have," she growled. And in a snap she was hitting him right and left and right and left and right and left and right and left and..... well I think you get the point.
"Ok! Ok! MERCY!!!!! Come on Granger! You can stop now!"
"Fine." Hermione got up and gave Draco the most hateful look you could ever imagine. So hateful....... it made Draco laugh. "What are you laughing about?"
"Nothing," he smirked. "It's just that who knew Goody-Shoes-Granger could be so hateful." Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but quickly closed it and turned around and stomped back to her room.
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*A/N* WOO WHOO I'M BACK!!!!! I'M WELL AND WRITING AGAIN!!!!!! Hee hee :) For all of you who are wondering if I was dead or something because I haven't written in three months I HAVE AN EXCUSE: a good one, believable one, and true one. Ok first of all, Fanfiction.net was like down for a while. Second of all, I had writer's block for about a month. Third of all, I was kicked out of my room and into another and had to wait a month to get Internet access. Anyway....I know this chapter is short - but I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Oh and I might not be working on Different Deep Down for a while........I'm kinda stuck..... so yea........ Well anyway THANK YOU ALL WHO REVIEWED!!!!!!!!! This story's not that bad is it? ^_~
