As Hermione headed up to her room she heard footsteps behind her. She
stopped and the footsteps behind her stopped. At first she thought that
maybe she was just imagining it. She picked up her pace a little, and so
did the sound of feet behind her. She started to run, and then came to a
dead stop. She heard nothing. "I really am going crazy."
She shook her head and dismissed the idea that someone was following her. She walked into the common room she shared with the head boy. Surprisingly it was empty. She seated herself on the couch in front of the large fireplace, and she looked around the room. The room was nearly a perfect circle, and every square inch of wall that wasn't a door or the fireplace was a bookshelf filled with books. In fact, she was sure that you couldn't put another book on any of these shelves if you tried for hours. She was even surer if someone removed a book you'd be able to tell one was missing from a mile away. For some reason this whole concept was very intriguing to her.
Draco entered the common room quietly, and then spotted Hermione sitting quietly on the couch. He watched her as she got up and walked to the wall opposite him and pulled a book from on of the shelves. She looked at the spot where it was, then carefully replaced the book. She then examined the spot again. "Yes, very interesting a book shelf can be." He startled her, and she looked up and him angrily.
"Malfoy, Leave me the fuck alone." She was so completely pissed off at his nerve she would have liked to just chuck the book at him, that she had just replaced on the shelf.
"Fine, I wont bother you again." He walked over to the couch and sat down with the book he had brought out with him. He silently began reading but glanced up at Hermione every few seconds.
Hermione watched Draco out of the corner of her eye. She just wanted to touch him right now. His hair was in his face, as he looked down at his book. She could see his eyes moving back and forth as he read every line. His eyes, sometimes they looked gray and cold, but not now. They were gleaming blue silver, and they looked like something she could look into forever. If only he ever smiled, then he would be perfect.
"See something you like Granger?" He asked her as he looked up. He knew she had been watching him. She wasn't as good at hiding it as he was. She opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't decide on an appropriate comeback.
"I'M TAKING A BATH!" She stormed out of the room and slammed the bathroom door. She filled up the tub, and added her favorite bubble bath. She slid in the water and every thought left her mind. All she could think was relaxation. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
The bathroom opened with a loud BAM! Malfoy stood there wand in hand, looking in the bathroom. "MALFOY GET OUT!" Hermione all of a sudden realized how cold she was. She had been in the water all night. She guessed that sometimes ago it had lots the warmth. "Draco, Will you bring me my robe? Please." He looked at her amazed.
"You used my name." He grabbed her robe and thrust it toward her. "Well don't get used to it. Thanks for my robe. Now, would you kindly excuse yourself long enough for me to get out." He looked at her awkwardly and turned to the door. Once he was gone she got out and wrapped the robe around her. She was freezing, and after a minute she was shaking uncontrollably. She couldn't miss her second day of class, but she couldn't go like this.
She shook her head and dismissed the idea that someone was following her. She walked into the common room she shared with the head boy. Surprisingly it was empty. She seated herself on the couch in front of the large fireplace, and she looked around the room. The room was nearly a perfect circle, and every square inch of wall that wasn't a door or the fireplace was a bookshelf filled with books. In fact, she was sure that you couldn't put another book on any of these shelves if you tried for hours. She was even surer if someone removed a book you'd be able to tell one was missing from a mile away. For some reason this whole concept was very intriguing to her.
Draco entered the common room quietly, and then spotted Hermione sitting quietly on the couch. He watched her as she got up and walked to the wall opposite him and pulled a book from on of the shelves. She looked at the spot where it was, then carefully replaced the book. She then examined the spot again. "Yes, very interesting a book shelf can be." He startled her, and she looked up and him angrily.
"Malfoy, Leave me the fuck alone." She was so completely pissed off at his nerve she would have liked to just chuck the book at him, that she had just replaced on the shelf.
"Fine, I wont bother you again." He walked over to the couch and sat down with the book he had brought out with him. He silently began reading but glanced up at Hermione every few seconds.
Hermione watched Draco out of the corner of her eye. She just wanted to touch him right now. His hair was in his face, as he looked down at his book. She could see his eyes moving back and forth as he read every line. His eyes, sometimes they looked gray and cold, but not now. They were gleaming blue silver, and they looked like something she could look into forever. If only he ever smiled, then he would be perfect.
"See something you like Granger?" He asked her as he looked up. He knew she had been watching him. She wasn't as good at hiding it as he was. She opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't decide on an appropriate comeback.
"I'M TAKING A BATH!" She stormed out of the room and slammed the bathroom door. She filled up the tub, and added her favorite bubble bath. She slid in the water and every thought left her mind. All she could think was relaxation. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
The bathroom opened with a loud BAM! Malfoy stood there wand in hand, looking in the bathroom. "MALFOY GET OUT!" Hermione all of a sudden realized how cold she was. She had been in the water all night. She guessed that sometimes ago it had lots the warmth. "Draco, Will you bring me my robe? Please." He looked at her amazed.
"You used my name." He grabbed her robe and thrust it toward her. "Well don't get used to it. Thanks for my robe. Now, would you kindly excuse yourself long enough for me to get out." He looked at her awkwardly and turned to the door. Once he was gone she got out and wrapped the robe around her. She was freezing, and after a minute she was shaking uncontrollably. She couldn't miss her second day of class, but she couldn't go like this.