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~ Hermione's Point Of View. ~
The professor waved to them and left. Draco looked at Hermione and she looked back. They stood in silence for awhile, staring into each other's eyes. Hermione broke the silence, obviously uncomfortable.
"I'm going to go check out my room." She muttered and turned towards the red and gold carpeted stairs. She hurried up and opened the door. She stepped in and locked the door behind her.
"What just happened down there?" She mumbled to herself. She shook her head and looked around. The room was spacious. All her stuff was already in their right places. "House elves." She said knowingly. The bed was big, with Gryffindor bedspread. The windows were framed with red curtains and there was a black carpet on the floor. The walls were painted off-white. Facing the bed was a door. Striding across the room, Hermione opened it. It led to a large bathroom.
She quickly undressed and took a short bath. After that, she put on her uniform and put on her robes. Making sure the room was in order, she quickly left her room and flew down the stairs. She met with Draco, who also looked fresh. They left the dorm together in silence. Just when they were about to reach the Great Hall, Draco stopped Hermione.
"Hey, Granger, since we have to live together and work together and all, maybe we should call a truce, don't you think?" He said, his hand on Hermione's hand. Hermione flushed staring at his hand. But Draco didn't move it.
"Yeah. Sure. Truce. And Mal-Draco, call me Hermione. Not Mud.- Mudblood, not Granger, but Hermione. I'll call you Draco. Do we have a deal?" Hermione said, looking up at Draco. He agreed and removed his grip. They went separate ways to their respective house tables. The sorting was long over & the feast was already in full swing.
"Hey guys." She greeted Harry, Ginny, Ron and Ron's girlfriend, Lavender. They smiled at her and motioned for her to sit down.
"How was it? With Malfoy?" Ron asked, snickering. Hermione flinched, even though she didn't why.
"It's Draco, Ron. Not Malfoy." She muttered, digging into her roast chicken that magically appeared on her plate. Ron leaned forward.
"What was that, Hermy?" He frowned, leaning forward and ignoring Lavender's tightening grip on his arm and Harry's warning look. Only Ginny said it out loud.
"Drop it, Ron." She hit her brother on his free arm. He shrugged and continued eating.
~ Draco's Point Of View ~
Draco absently picked on his food. He couldn't help but stare at the Gryffindor table, where Hermione sat. She was eating, and obviously ignoring her friends around her. Draco watched her, fascinated.
"Hie my little Drackie Poo-Poo! Eating so little? Eat more, Drackie Poo- Poo." He suddenly heard a nasal voice cooing next to him. "Ugh. Pansy." He groaned. Putting on a sneer, he turned to the girl next to him. Looking at her think made-up face made him want to puke.
"Get lost, Parkinson." He snarled, shaking her arm off from his shoulder. Luckily, the headmaster cleared his throat, signaling he was about to speak. There were a few hushing sounds and soon the entire Great Hall was silent.
"Now that all of you are full, -at least I hope so- " He paused, grinning, "- I'm going to announce this year's Head Boy and Head Girl. Ms. Hermione Granger from Gryffindor and Mr. Draco Malfoy from Slytherin!" There were a few gasps around the room because everyone knew how Draco hated Muggle- borns. Someone started clapping, and soon, everyone in the hall was applauding.
"Can you come up here, Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore requested. Draco pushed back his chair and began walking towards the long table where all the staff sat. He saw Hermione doing the same. When he arrived there, he quickly walked up to the headmaster, but Hermione stopped for awhile to talk to Hagrid. From a distance, he saw Hagrid beaming proudly. He watched as she dropped a kiss on his cheek and went on to Dumbledore. The professor formally shook both their hands.
"These two have the right to deduct points from your houses, and I can assure you both of them will be fair about it. They have an enormous amount of responsibility on themselves, having have to plan most of the things that happen in Hogwarts, such as parties or, dances. Respect their authority, and I hope their respective houses will try to get along. Ok, you're all dismissed." He ended his little speech with a smile.
"Both of you better get back to your dorm." He grinned and left the hall. They looked at each other and hurried to their dorm.
[Author's note: Is it boring? I dunno. seriously.reviews.& read on to find out juz WHAT dumbledore has for his new head students.]
~ Hermione's Point Of View. ~
The professor waved to them and left. Draco looked at Hermione and she looked back. They stood in silence for awhile, staring into each other's eyes. Hermione broke the silence, obviously uncomfortable.
"I'm going to go check out my room." She muttered and turned towards the red and gold carpeted stairs. She hurried up and opened the door. She stepped in and locked the door behind her.
"What just happened down there?" She mumbled to herself. She shook her head and looked around. The room was spacious. All her stuff was already in their right places. "House elves." She said knowingly. The bed was big, with Gryffindor bedspread. The windows were framed with red curtains and there was a black carpet on the floor. The walls were painted off-white. Facing the bed was a door. Striding across the room, Hermione opened it. It led to a large bathroom.
She quickly undressed and took a short bath. After that, she put on her uniform and put on her robes. Making sure the room was in order, she quickly left her room and flew down the stairs. She met with Draco, who also looked fresh. They left the dorm together in silence. Just when they were about to reach the Great Hall, Draco stopped Hermione.
"Hey, Granger, since we have to live together and work together and all, maybe we should call a truce, don't you think?" He said, his hand on Hermione's hand. Hermione flushed staring at his hand. But Draco didn't move it.
"Yeah. Sure. Truce. And Mal-Draco, call me Hermione. Not Mud.- Mudblood, not Granger, but Hermione. I'll call you Draco. Do we have a deal?" Hermione said, looking up at Draco. He agreed and removed his grip. They went separate ways to their respective house tables. The sorting was long over & the feast was already in full swing.
"Hey guys." She greeted Harry, Ginny, Ron and Ron's girlfriend, Lavender. They smiled at her and motioned for her to sit down.
"How was it? With Malfoy?" Ron asked, snickering. Hermione flinched, even though she didn't why.
"It's Draco, Ron. Not Malfoy." She muttered, digging into her roast chicken that magically appeared on her plate. Ron leaned forward.
"What was that, Hermy?" He frowned, leaning forward and ignoring Lavender's tightening grip on his arm and Harry's warning look. Only Ginny said it out loud.
"Drop it, Ron." She hit her brother on his free arm. He shrugged and continued eating.
~ Draco's Point Of View ~
Draco absently picked on his food. He couldn't help but stare at the Gryffindor table, where Hermione sat. She was eating, and obviously ignoring her friends around her. Draco watched her, fascinated.
"Hie my little Drackie Poo-Poo! Eating so little? Eat more, Drackie Poo- Poo." He suddenly heard a nasal voice cooing next to him. "Ugh. Pansy." He groaned. Putting on a sneer, he turned to the girl next to him. Looking at her think made-up face made him want to puke.
"Get lost, Parkinson." He snarled, shaking her arm off from his shoulder. Luckily, the headmaster cleared his throat, signaling he was about to speak. There were a few hushing sounds and soon the entire Great Hall was silent.
"Now that all of you are full, -at least I hope so- " He paused, grinning, "- I'm going to announce this year's Head Boy and Head Girl. Ms. Hermione Granger from Gryffindor and Mr. Draco Malfoy from Slytherin!" There were a few gasps around the room because everyone knew how Draco hated Muggle- borns. Someone started clapping, and soon, everyone in the hall was applauding.
"Can you come up here, Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore requested. Draco pushed back his chair and began walking towards the long table where all the staff sat. He saw Hermione doing the same. When he arrived there, he quickly walked up to the headmaster, but Hermione stopped for awhile to talk to Hagrid. From a distance, he saw Hagrid beaming proudly. He watched as she dropped a kiss on his cheek and went on to Dumbledore. The professor formally shook both their hands.
"These two have the right to deduct points from your houses, and I can assure you both of them will be fair about it. They have an enormous amount of responsibility on themselves, having have to plan most of the things that happen in Hogwarts, such as parties or, dances. Respect their authority, and I hope their respective houses will try to get along. Ok, you're all dismissed." He ended his little speech with a smile.
"Both of you better get back to your dorm." He grinned and left the hall. They looked at each other and hurried to their dorm.
[Author's note: Is it boring? I dunno. seriously.reviews.& read on to find out juz WHAT dumbledore has for his new head students.]