Ah yes...the third chap. Expect the next one to be really long. Or just long. Barely any of the usual darkness in her. Only a small fight. Yeah. So the next one will be better.

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Hermione sighed as she got off the train, Harry and Ron right behind her.

"What's wrong Hermione?" Ron said.

"God Ron, for a PERSON, you can be incredibly dense...the 'wrong' is the fact that Malfoy, the infamous Draco Malfoy, is Head Boy. The same wrong, in fact..." She turned toward him, "...that has BEEN wrong the whole train ride."

She moaned. "Great...here he comes." Hiding behind Harry, who was at least four inches taller than herself, she whispered to them, "I'm not here!"

"Where's the Mudblood?" Draco crossed his arms.

Ron was the first to Hermione's defense. "Why don't you check up your butt and round the corner?" Ron said, almost too loudly.

Hermione giggled despite herself.

"It would be extremely hard to fit a person up your 'butt' and round the corner...unless of course, you were Ron Weasley." He smirked.

"Go piss off Malfoy!" Harry said angrily.

"You know what, I won't even bother retorting to that pathetic excuse for a dismissing sentence, so instead,Ó Here he spoke louder and seemed to direct his voice behind Harry, and began to wave his wand. "if Hermione Granger doesnÕt want to listen, I might just have to use my wand..."

"Oh all right you bastard...just don't make me have cat ears again, that was fucked up enough." She primly stepped out from behind Harry and started to walk away. She turned back.

"Well? Where are we supposed to go?"

He took the hint and began walking away, catching up to her in a few strides.

However, she had heard Ron and Harry yelling at her not to follow him into any dark rooms or alleys, and turned to tell them how ridiculously ludicrous their ideas were, and did not follow.

Sighing loudly, he grabbed her wrist and began to drag her away.

"Hey, what? What are you doing?! Let go of my wrist! You must have some type of sick infatuation with it but it really is getting annoying..."

Draco let go. "Thank you!" she said, rubbing it. "Now where is this meeting?"

Draco motioned for her to follow him after he rolled his eyes, and began to saunter away.

After jostling with quite a few students, they got to a very huffy looking Professor McGonagall.

"Anything wrong, Professor?" Hermione said.

"Umm...yes. Actually I was supposed to give you brief instructions but since both of you are very smart, I am sure you know what to do. Just do the same as every year, and watch the sorting, then you may report to your dorm and look around."

She seemed very distracted and kept looking at her wizard watch. "I'm sorry but I must go, it seems the first years got there earlier than planned!!!" She briskly turned and stepped into the crowd.

Draco turned to Hermione and said angrily, "Did she say 'your dorm'?! As in, SHARE?!"

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Hermione was very happy. There had been more new Gryffindors than any other house.

Draco had finally gotten to talk to Professor McGonagall and she told them the location of their room and the password, which was "Snickers". Hermione was unsure if it was the candy, or the type of laughter.

But her eyes opened wide when she stepped into the Common Room of their very own dorm.

It was made of a lustrous off-white marble, the floors and the walls ornately carved. There were two large rugs lying in front of separate fireplaces, the one to left of Hermione red and the one to the right of her green. On the red carpet was matching red sofa and armchair, with a small oak coffee table, and next to the fireplace was a large desk, a medium-sized bookshelf, and a stereo. The other half of the room was almost exactly identical, except in green and instead of the stereo, a TV. There was a large strip of the white marble were the two rugs ended, and it led straight to the bathroom.

Hermione ran down it, and opened up the main bathroom door, while Draco browsed around the Common Room.

There was a sharp gasp, and Draco turned, walked over and began to look over her shoulder without much difficulty, for he was about ten inches taller than her.

The bathroom was magnificent. Almost exactly the size of the Common Room, with a large 'pool' in the middle. It was circular, and surrounded by about twenty taps, like the Prefects' Bathroom. There was a toilet, a large sink with a mirror, and another bath, a shower stall, actually, to the side. A large window with drapes in an iridescent white color took up quite a bit of space, with a wonderful view of the some of the lake, and the Forest in the background, plus the large field area, where many students took breaks.

There were two doors on either side, so Hermione opened up the one on the right, and was met by green and silver everything.

"This must be your room." She turned to Draco, who was still following her.

"Yeah...no shit Sherlock."

Choosing to ignore this comment, she ran to the door on the left and swung it open.

Ah, everything red. And gold, too.

"Your room is bigger."

"No it isn't you ass, they're the same." She turned to him. "Do you want to take your bath first? It must be about twelve o'clock."

"No, you can."

"Good. Now go away." She pushed him out the main door, went into her room and got her towel, went back into the bathroom, and began to bathe.

"What a year this will be..." She muttered as she slid into the bath.

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Crap I wish my school was like that. Yeah...right. Oh well, I'll upload soon, so visit back here. Review too, to make me happy.