A/N- Okay, first chapter's done. Now, 2nd chapter. We'll be getting more Hermione and Draco action, I hope. Wait, I'm writing the story! I decide what will happen next!
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Chapter Two: Prefects
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Love is like quicksand, the deeper you fall in, the harder it is to come out …
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When they had got off the train and walked
into the castle, Hermione smiled. She was home, where she belonged.
She followed Harry and Ron to their House table. She sat down between her to
best friends and thought how quickly time had passed. It only seemed like
yesterday that she was just sorted toGryffindor. Her
eyes swept the crowd as everyone took their seats. She saw Malfoy at his
Slytherin table, looking bored and ducking his head as Pansy Parkinson was
trying to stroke his hair. She silently giggled to herself. No matter how much
she hated the Slytherins, it was still amusing to watch Malfoy and Pansy every
time they were dining.
"Welcome, students, to another year at Hogwarts."
The voice boomed out to everyone in the hall and immediately, everyone had shut
up.
"Now, as you all should know, it's time for the Sorting of the first
years."
The doors opened and a line of nervous looking children came in. Professor
McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on its stool so that everyone could see it
and the sorting began.
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After all the first years were sorted (8 new Gryffindors), Professor Dumbledore
spoke up.
"I am very happy and pleased to see you all again this year. For some of
you, this may be the beginning of a new life, for others, this may be the last
year you will be spending with us so I suggest you all enjoy your last
years."
He was talking about the 7th years. God, Hermione thought to herself, next
year, I'll be spending my last year here.
"But that doesn't mean that you are allowed to break any rules. The
Forbidden forest is still, just like its name, forbidden to anyone in this
school except for staff. Mr Filch will be patrolling the corridors, and if he
catches anyone with a prohibited item, they will receive a detention and that
item will be added to the collection of already banned items. Anyone who is
caught after 10pm, other than prefect, will also receive
a detention. And that reminds me, prefects please meet me after dinner. That is
all for now. Feastacious!"
And with that word, all the plates and goblets filled up and everyone dug in,
chatting at the same time.
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When the feast was over and everyone was feeling full and sleepy, Professor
Dumbledore spoke to the school again.
"Now that everyone is full, I feel as it is time to make some
announcements. Earlier on, I said that the prefects were to meet me after the
feast. That was my mistake, I wish for the prefects to lead their houses to
their respective dormitories and meet me back here in the Great Hall after
that. The Head Boy and Girl can remain here while I discuss some upcoming
events with them."
His eyes twinkled and Hermione wondered what was planned for this year.
"Remember that if you are interested in becoming part of a Qudditch team,
Madam Hooch will be having try-outs in a week's time. Refer to the school
noticeboard for more information. And that is all that I wish to say. Good
night to you all."
Her turned around and sat down at the table as the staff started to depart and
two 7th Years started heading towards him. Hermione, remembering that she was a
prefect, stood up and took charge.
"Alright, first years. Follow me. I am Hermione
Granger and a Gryffindor prefect this year. If you have any problems, please
feel free to come to me about it."
She led the Gryffindors to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"The password is asphodel," she called out to them. Dumbledore had
told her the password in her prefect's letter. The portrait swung open and she
directed the first years to their dormitories. When everything was settled, she
made her way to the Great Hall, anxious to see who the other prefects were. She
already knew that there were to be 6 prefects, one at least from each house and
a Head Girl and Boy. She wondered if she was the only Gryffindor prefect.
When she arrived, she saw Dumbledore with the other prefects with him.
"Ah, Miss Granger, nice of you to join us. Now
that everyone is here, I will make the introductions," said Dumbledore
happily.
Hermione rushed over and stood next to a girl with brown sleek hair.
"Now, first of all, the Head Boy is Matt Smith and he is in his 7th Year.
He's from Hufflepuff."
Matt, a coal-black haired teenager of around medium height smiled at them.
"And the Head Girl is Sabrina Wilson, from Ravenclaw, and also in her 7th
Year."
Sabrina smiled, revealing her white even teeth that fit in nicely with her
pretty big brown eyes and reddish hair, streaked orangey. Hermione grinned.
"Now, to our prefects. From
Gryffindor, Hermione Granger in her 6th year. From
Ravenclaw, Mandy Brocklehurst-"- the girl next to Hermione straightened
up-"- and Terry Boot."
Terry Boot had fair hair and blue eyes. He seemed taller than the other 6th
Years.
"From Hufflepuff, Justin Flinch-Fletchly. And finally, from Slytherin, Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy."
Hermione stopped smiling. Malfoy was a prefect?!?
Blaise smiled smugly and even though Hermione didn't like Slytherins, she had
to admit that Blaise was pretty. Auburn colored waist length hair and big green
eyes with long lashes, she looked like model material. Malfoy just smirked
smugly at Hermione, daring her to throw a fit that he was a prefect. She slapped
herself mentally for not realizing that Malfoy was a prefect before she entered
the room.
"Well, that's all the prefects for this year, 2 from Hufflepuff, 1 from
Gryffindor, 3 from Ravenclaw and 2 from Slytherin. I am very pleased that this
year, we managed to get 4 girls and 4 boys."
Dumbledore beamed at all of them.
"Now that's sorted, I'll explain to you the duties of a prefect."
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Hermione struggled to keep her eyes open. Everyone else looked like they were
having a hard time concentrating as well.
"... prefects should meet at least once a week to
update each other on news and such and since everyone looks like they're having
a hard time listening to me, I guess I should end it here."
Hermione jolted back to her senses, it was finally over.
"Before you all leave, I should inform you of your dormitories. The Head
Boy and Girl will be sharing a dormitory. Each dormitory has one main living
area but two bathrooms and two bedrooms so all of you can have your
privacy."
Dumbledore smiled at them.
"There will be four more dormitories, two prefects to one dormitory. I
would let you to choose your own partners but I feel that you would all choose
people from your own houses so I am going to choose your dorm-mates for you. It
would be good if all of you mingle together."
Hermione gulped but then reminded herself that there were no other Gryffindor
prefects.
"I have already made the pairs so each bedroom and bathroom is decorated
accordingly to your house colors. Alright then, Miss Brocklehurst and Mr
Flinch-Fletchy will be together. Miss Zabini and Mr
Boot are sharing a dormitory and Miss Granger will be paired off with Mr
Malfoy."
Dumbledore seemed happy with his decisions. But Hermione was not. I have to
share a dorm with that stupid moron?!? Why did it have to be me?!?
Dumbledore then led them to their portrait holes which were conveniently all on
the 4th floor, the same floor as the prefect meeting room. The Head Boy and
Girl were dropped off first at a portrait of an old man with eccentric hair.
"Password?" he cackled at them. The rest of the prefects were to
stand at some distance away while they chose their password.
They then proceeded to a portrait of a pretty lady of around twenty, sitting in
a swing. Mandy and Justin chose their password and entered their dorm.
Blaise and Terry were given a portrait of a short and rather weird looking
wizard. Finally, Dumbledore led Hermione and Draco to a portrait not far from
the others.
"This will be the portrait for both of you," he said proudly.
Hermione looked up at the painting of a sphinx. She had never seen one in real
life and that one looked close enough to real.
"Password?" she asked in a slightly low feminine voice.
"Yes, well, these are the two new prefects sharing this dorm,"
Dumbledore informed the portrait.
He turned to Hermione and Draco.
"What would the password be then?" he asked.
Hermione looked over at Draco, after all, they both
have a fair share of choosing.
"Titillandus," replied Draco, without even looking at Hermione.
"Alright, Titillandus it is then," said Dumbledore and the portrait
swung open.
"Good night to you both and may I remind you that
your first prefects meeting will be next Saturday at 12pm. Your trunks are in
your rooms," said Dumbledore and left.
Hermione climbed in the portrait hole after Draco and admired the main living
area. It had a very beautiful-looking fireplace with a nice and comfy looking
light blue couch and two matching armchairs. The carpet was a navy blue colour
and she thought that it was very fair of Dumbledore to out blue as their main
theme colour for the living area. There was an enormous bookshelf that had a
wide variety of books and such. There was a round table, with four chairs
around it next to a big window, showing the view of the Hogwart's School
grounds. There were two doors, on two opposite sides of the room. One had a
picture of the Gryffindor lion on it and said 'Hermione Granger'. The other one
had the Slytherin snake on it and read 'Draco Malfoy'. Hermione stepped in her
room and loved it from that point on. It was decorated a dark red and gold.
There was a double king sized bed , a bedside table, a chest at the foot of the
bed, a small coffee table and a comfy armchair in front of a fireplace, soft
maroon carpet, a floor lamp and a window with scarlet curtains. She then went
to inspect the bathroom. It had a bathtub, a shower, a toilet, a towel rack, a
mirror and a cabinet thing to put her stuff in. Her trunk was in the middle of
her bedroom, (She had given Crookshanks to her parents to take of this year as
she had gotten a new owl in the holidays and Hogwarts permitted only one pet to
a wizard or witch. She had sent the owl at Hogwarts with a letter during the
holidays as her muggle friends would think it was weird for her to be having a
pet owl) so she began to unpack. When she had finished, she checked her clock
on her bedside table. It read 9:30pm. Deciding to read for
another half an hour, she brought her favorite muggle book, A Lifetime
Together, is that to much to ask for?, and sat down on
the couch. In no less than five minutes, she heard someone enter the room she
was in. She looked up and saw Malfoy. At first she was surprised, and then
reminded herself that she was sharing this room with Malfoy. She realized that
they hadn't spoken to each other ever since she arrived at Hogwarts. She
decided to try and have a conversation with him, after all, they were both to
be living together and having meetings together so she might as well try to be
friendly.
"Hey there, erm, Malfoy," she tried politely.
"Granger," he said, nodding at her. He sat down in one of the
armchairs and opened up a book. She peeked at him from behind her book and saw
the title of his book.
"Hey!! You're reading Hogwarts: A History!!!" she exclaimed.
"So? Do you have a problem with it?" he sneered at her.
"No, it's just that I've read that book thousands of times and I've never
known anyone else who's read that as well," she said.
"Oh, joy, I'm reading Granger's favorite book," he replied sarcastically.
Hermione decided to let that one slip past. She studied Malfoy from where she
was sitting and realized that he looked, well, sort of cute. [
A/N- yes, it had taken Hermione quite a while to realize that. ] He had
his silvery blond hair gel-less and it was split and the fringe hung in front
of his face. His eyes were grayish, almost blue and his skin was prefect. Not a
pimple or freckle. Hermione wondered what skin product he used.
"Would you stop staring, my body was not made for a mudblood's
pleasure," he drawled, without looking up.
Hermione felt herself blush. What?!? I'm blushing because of something Malfoy
said to me?!?
She decided to ignore the fact that he had called her a mudblood.
"Malfoy, don't get big headed just because I was looking at you. If you
really wanted to know why, it's because you have spinach in your teeth,"
she replied coolly.
Malfoy dropped his book and pulled out a mirror out of the pocket of his jeans.
He carries a mirror with him?!? God, he's worse than I thought! But still kind
of cute . . . Hermione! Stop thinking like that!
He inspected his teeth and put the mirror back into his pocket.
She giggled. Take that Draco. I mean, Malfoy.
He gave her a stare and remarkably, didn't insult her. Instead he said, "I'll
get you back for that one, Granger."
She smiled and thought to herself, We'll see about
that.
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A/N- Okay, done with this chapter. I know I said that there will be Draco and Hermione action but when I started to write, I couldn't think of how to fit it in. But I promise for more hot action next chapter. So, what did you think?? Please review!!!
