Draconis
Chapter 4
Accepting Responsibility
The new head boy and girl finally reached the entrance to their dorms after following Professor McGonagall to a tower of the school they hadn't known existed. The entrance was a portrait of a large silvery-white dragon and a smaller reddish-brown dragon. They were sunning themselves on some rocks outside of a cave in a cliff wall on the edge of the ocean.
The reddish-brown one lifted her head and smiled sleepily.
"What would you like your password to be, dears?" the dragon asked in a friendly, female voice.
Draco and Hermione both began to ponder ideas in their heads for the password, while purposely not looking at each other.
'Hmm,' Hermione thought to herself, 'how about GryffindorGoldSlytherinSilver? nah, too obvious being our houses and colors. Maybe, a book title or author? But, then I'm sure Malfoy wouldn't agree to anything that has to do with a muggle. Might taint his precious pureblooded self to have to utter the password' she thought disgustedly.
Hermione continued to consider ideas while Draco was thinking 'a password? and something that bloody Granger has to agree to.....humph! she'll probably suggest Hogwart's : A History or some other stupid book. God forbid it be something muggle.'
After a few moments had passed of silence Professor McGonagall began to tap her foot impatiently, her arms crossed and expression irritated. "Well, we haven't got all day. What will it be?"
Draco stared fixedly at the portrait, while Hermione looked down at the floor, neither saying a word.
"If you two won't even speak to each other to come up with a simple password, then I don't know how you plan on working together this year. You're head boy and girl, now start acting like it and quit being so stubborn." McGonagall reprimanded them sternly.
Hermione glanced up at her head of house surprised at the way McGonagall was speaking to them. It was a bit harsh even for the Gryffindor head. She decided she should do like her professor said and be the responsible one. She looked over at Draco asked "Have you thought of anything? I haven't."
"Nope" He didn't care about the bloody password, he just wanted to get inside to his room and away from her, maybe then he could stop thinking about what a great body she had hidden under those robes and 'Damit Draco! You can NOT be thinking about a..a non pureblooded person this way.' He also knew the professor was right, he just didn't want to admit it to himself.
"Well, since I can see you two aren't going to agree on a password anytime this year" she looked at Hermione and Draco as she said this, "Then the password is Draconis."
Draco and Hermione both looked at her questioningly, Draco mostly because the password was so similar to his name.
"It's latin for dragon" she answered, seeing the expressions on their faces. "Your name also means dragon, Mr. Malfoy."
"Well, that should be easy to remember" Hermione stated brightly.
"Yea, I never knew my name meant dragon." Draco said, without his usual mocking tone startling Hermione. 'I wonder why my father never told me that.'
The portrait swung open and before the two heads stepped through, Professor McGonagall said "I believe you two can figure things out from here. Tomorrow you should be receiving any other details you will need about scheduling the trips. Good night." With that said, she turned around and started down the hall, leaving the bitter enemies to discover their new home and wandering how they were going to survive the year without killing each other.
Hermione stepped into the common room, her mouth dropping open in shock. The floor had been bewitched to look like underneath the ocean and a third of the way up the walls. At that point then was the surface of the ocean and the setting sun which spread over the ceiling, looking exactly like it did outside at that moment. It changed according to the time of day, so at night it would be the night sky. There was also a fireplace and on each side of the room was a door leading to a bedroom. The one on the left had her name on the front and the one on the right Draco's. There was a door on the far wall that was labeled as the bathroom.
Hermione looked down and it seemed as if the fish swimming beneath her feet were real. She felt as if she could reach down and touch them.
"Um, Granger, would you mind moving so i could go to my room?" Draco had a surprising amount of politeness in his voice.
"Oh, yeah sure." She stepped out of his way, blushing, and a thought popped into her mind. Before she really considered it, she blurted out "Hey Malfoy...how about we call a sort of truce, just for this year. No name calling and the like." Hermione couldn't believe she was saying this.
Draco turned around halfway to his door and stared at Hermione for a moment as if he were searching her face for something, some sort of answer. Then, abruptly he said "sounds good to me...Hermione."
She stared at his retreating back in a stupor until his door closed startling her out of it. Turning she headed into her own room.
a/n sorry guys i know this sucks horribly, but i can't keep my eyes open any longer. i have a lot more written out but my shoulder really hurts and typing doesn't help. i slipped yesterday walking up hill and when i fell i think i may have hurt it. i will try to post the rest tomorrow or the day after, if not then friday. i promise.
i know i thanked everyone in the other post but i have one more: april showers2, thanks for all the great things you said about my story! Draco and Hermione will definently love each other later on, but not for a while. (let's see how long i can drag this story out before they finally fall for each other, teeheehee) don't worry, i won't make it as far off as i could. i will email you every time i update if i remember, lol. i will also read your story (and everyone of my other reviewers that has one) and review. thanks!
Chapter 4
Accepting Responsibility
The new head boy and girl finally reached the entrance to their dorms after following Professor McGonagall to a tower of the school they hadn't known existed. The entrance was a portrait of a large silvery-white dragon and a smaller reddish-brown dragon. They were sunning themselves on some rocks outside of a cave in a cliff wall on the edge of the ocean.
The reddish-brown one lifted her head and smiled sleepily.
"What would you like your password to be, dears?" the dragon asked in a friendly, female voice.
Draco and Hermione both began to ponder ideas in their heads for the password, while purposely not looking at each other.
'Hmm,' Hermione thought to herself, 'how about GryffindorGoldSlytherinSilver? nah, too obvious being our houses and colors. Maybe, a book title or author? But, then I'm sure Malfoy wouldn't agree to anything that has to do with a muggle. Might taint his precious pureblooded self to have to utter the password' she thought disgustedly.
Hermione continued to consider ideas while Draco was thinking 'a password? and something that bloody Granger has to agree to.....humph! she'll probably suggest Hogwart's : A History or some other stupid book. God forbid it be something muggle.'
After a few moments had passed of silence Professor McGonagall began to tap her foot impatiently, her arms crossed and expression irritated. "Well, we haven't got all day. What will it be?"
Draco stared fixedly at the portrait, while Hermione looked down at the floor, neither saying a word.
"If you two won't even speak to each other to come up with a simple password, then I don't know how you plan on working together this year. You're head boy and girl, now start acting like it and quit being so stubborn." McGonagall reprimanded them sternly.
Hermione glanced up at her head of house surprised at the way McGonagall was speaking to them. It was a bit harsh even for the Gryffindor head. She decided she should do like her professor said and be the responsible one. She looked over at Draco asked "Have you thought of anything? I haven't."
"Nope" He didn't care about the bloody password, he just wanted to get inside to his room and away from her, maybe then he could stop thinking about what a great body she had hidden under those robes and 'Damit Draco! You can NOT be thinking about a..a non pureblooded person this way.' He also knew the professor was right, he just didn't want to admit it to himself.
"Well, since I can see you two aren't going to agree on a password anytime this year" she looked at Hermione and Draco as she said this, "Then the password is Draconis."
Draco and Hermione both looked at her questioningly, Draco mostly because the password was so similar to his name.
"It's latin for dragon" she answered, seeing the expressions on their faces. "Your name also means dragon, Mr. Malfoy."
"Well, that should be easy to remember" Hermione stated brightly.
"Yea, I never knew my name meant dragon." Draco said, without his usual mocking tone startling Hermione. 'I wonder why my father never told me that.'
The portrait swung open and before the two heads stepped through, Professor McGonagall said "I believe you two can figure things out from here. Tomorrow you should be receiving any other details you will need about scheduling the trips. Good night." With that said, she turned around and started down the hall, leaving the bitter enemies to discover their new home and wandering how they were going to survive the year without killing each other.
Hermione stepped into the common room, her mouth dropping open in shock. The floor had been bewitched to look like underneath the ocean and a third of the way up the walls. At that point then was the surface of the ocean and the setting sun which spread over the ceiling, looking exactly like it did outside at that moment. It changed according to the time of day, so at night it would be the night sky. There was also a fireplace and on each side of the room was a door leading to a bedroom. The one on the left had her name on the front and the one on the right Draco's. There was a door on the far wall that was labeled as the bathroom.
Hermione looked down and it seemed as if the fish swimming beneath her feet were real. She felt as if she could reach down and touch them.
"Um, Granger, would you mind moving so i could go to my room?" Draco had a surprising amount of politeness in his voice.
"Oh, yeah sure." She stepped out of his way, blushing, and a thought popped into her mind. Before she really considered it, she blurted out "Hey Malfoy...how about we call a sort of truce, just for this year. No name calling and the like." Hermione couldn't believe she was saying this.
Draco turned around halfway to his door and stared at Hermione for a moment as if he were searching her face for something, some sort of answer. Then, abruptly he said "sounds good to me...Hermione."
She stared at his retreating back in a stupor until his door closed startling her out of it. Turning she headed into her own room.
a/n sorry guys i know this sucks horribly, but i can't keep my eyes open any longer. i have a lot more written out but my shoulder really hurts and typing doesn't help. i slipped yesterday walking up hill and when i fell i think i may have hurt it. i will try to post the rest tomorrow or the day after, if not then friday. i promise.
i know i thanked everyone in the other post but i have one more: april showers2, thanks for all the great things you said about my story! Draco and Hermione will definently love each other later on, but not for a while. (let's see how long i can drag this story out before they finally fall for each other, teeheehee) don't worry, i won't make it as far off as i could. i will email you every time i update if i remember, lol. i will also read your story (and everyone of my other reviewers that has one) and review. thanks!