[3 hours later, the Hogwarts Express has arrived, and everyone is busy
unpacking in his or her dorm, and getting ready for the sorting for the
first years and for dinner.]
Hermione's POV
The hustling and bustling of the first years heading to the Great Hall, and the other students rushing to their dorms moved further and further away. Dumbledore led Malfoy and her down a long passage to the Head boy and girl dorm. They stepped through a door behind a portrait of the first Head boy and girl, who warmly welcomed them. Stepping through the portrait, she found that the common room was slightly smaller than the other common rooms, but plenty big for two people. A friendly fire was roaring in the fireplace, and it looked very cozy. The furniture and decoration were very plain but still classy. The sofas were leather and the tables were made of mahogany wood, everything sported either the red and gold colors of the Gryffindors, or the silver and green colors of the Slytherins.
"Your private rooms are upstairs," Dumbledore pointed at the stairs on either side of the common room. "I am sure you will find the rooms satisfactory, but if you don't, I encourage you to redecorate or speak to the house elves. Enjoy yourselves."
Saying so, Dumbledore turned to leave.
"Oh yes, by the way, don't try to lock each other out, because the doors don't lock," Dumbledore chuckled with a bright twinkle in his eyes and left Hermione and Malfoy gaping at each other in disbelief.
"He can't be serious," Malfoy choked, "I am going to get my father to sue him!"
"Whatever, I'm going to unpack in my room," Hermione lugged her suitcase up to her room.
She opened her door and gasped. There was a huge canopy bed with creamy silk curtains. There was a huge closet and a small desk next to it. The carpet that covered the floor felt like soft fur. The bathroom was also nicely decorated, made entirely out of marble, with groups of magicked candles illuminating the room from every corner. *Wow, this is definitely worth putting up with Malfoy. * Hermione thought. She knelt down and unlocked her trunk, taking out various items of clothing and hanging them into her huge closet.
Draco's POV
Draco dragged his chest up the stairs and looked into his room. *Not too shabby for a dorm room.* He thought and collapsed on the velvet green bedspread. He realized that maybe sharing a dorm room with Granger wouldn't be that bad, after all, she seemed to have changed a lot. *How can I even be tolerant of a mudblood? * Draco thought maybe he was just hungry and he need sometime to sort out his thoughts. He decided food would help him clear his thoughts, and he went to go to the feast first and to unpack later. He wandered back down to the common room and crawled out of the portrait hole, all the while, his tolerance of Granger growing. He was even starting to think he could like her if he tried. He couldn't get Gr- Hermione out of his mind, her name flowing ever so smoothly off his tongue as he whispered it.
Hermione's POV
She finished unpacking and went down to the common room. She knew she had probably missed the sorting ceremony already so she hastened her steps. The fire in the common room was still blazing cheerfully, but there was no sign of Malfoy around. Hermione figured he was still in his room unpacking.
"Malfoy! I'm leaving," Hermione called, and when she didn't hear a reply she assumed he had already left, so she left too.
When she got to the Great Hall, the sorting ceremony had just ended and she hurriedly walked to the Gryffindor table where Harry had already saved her a seat.
"Hey." Harry greeted her softly.
"Hi. Wow, you can not believe how awesome the dorm is!" Hermione smiled, forgetting about the awkward moment they had experienced on the train.
"That's great. Come on, get some food." Harry started to pile food onto her plate.
Harry's POV
Hermione laughed and Harry looked up at her. He realized he was still piling food onto her overflowing plate and turned a slight shade of red.
"Harry, I think that's enough," Hermione placed her hand on his arm, sending a slight tingle up his spine.
"Uh, yeah, sorry about that."
"Are you alright, Harry?" Hermione asked, eyes swimming with wonder.
"N-yea. Everything is fine." Harry looked down at his half empty plate.
"I know you well enough to know that everything is not fine. It's about sharing a dorm with Malfoy isn't it?" Hermione demanded quietly.
"No!"
"Then what is it?"
"Its---ok fine it is about the dorm thing." Harry looked up into Hermione's eyes.
Hermione took both his hands and squeezed them tightly. "I told you, I'm a big girl, and I'll be fine. Malfoy won't be able to set one finger on me. I promise."
Harry wondered why he was so against Hermione sharing a dorm with Malfoy. Well, of course it was because it was MALFOY, but besides that what else was he so worried about. Was he jealous? He shook his head to clear his thoughts, Hermione was his best friend and she would never be anything more.
Draco's POV
Dumbledore stood up, and the entire Great Hall was silent.
"I'd like to make an announcement," Dumbledore said, "Congratulations to Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger for making the Head boy and girl positions."
Everyone stood up and clapped, both houses were congratulating their Head. Two people however weren't very happy, one of them being Pansy Parkinson.
"Draco, baby, you didn't tell me that Mudblood was the Head girl," Pansy whined, "Doesn't that mean you guys share a dorm?"
"Yes Parkinson, now can you remove your hand from my thigh?" Draco said in an ominous tone, "besides you aren't my girlfriend, I don't have to tell you anything."
Pansy scrunched up her face, which only made her look more despicable. She nudged the side of his leg with a bare foot, which disgusted Draco so much he stood up and moved to the other side of Crabbe. Draco looked over at the Gryffindor table and saw Hermione laughing and talking to Potter. He felt a pang of jealousy, but it disappeared quickly. Malfoys were not familiar with the feeling of jealousy, and it made he suddenly felt very vulnerable. Draco finished the rest of his meal in silence, sorting out his thoughts and his ever growing feelings for Hermione. "I'm going for a walk," he announced to everyone at the Slytherin table before he stood up and left the Great Hall.
Hermione's POV
The hustling and bustling of the first years heading to the Great Hall, and the other students rushing to their dorms moved further and further away. Dumbledore led Malfoy and her down a long passage to the Head boy and girl dorm. They stepped through a door behind a portrait of the first Head boy and girl, who warmly welcomed them. Stepping through the portrait, she found that the common room was slightly smaller than the other common rooms, but plenty big for two people. A friendly fire was roaring in the fireplace, and it looked very cozy. The furniture and decoration were very plain but still classy. The sofas were leather and the tables were made of mahogany wood, everything sported either the red and gold colors of the Gryffindors, or the silver and green colors of the Slytherins.
"Your private rooms are upstairs," Dumbledore pointed at the stairs on either side of the common room. "I am sure you will find the rooms satisfactory, but if you don't, I encourage you to redecorate or speak to the house elves. Enjoy yourselves."
Saying so, Dumbledore turned to leave.
"Oh yes, by the way, don't try to lock each other out, because the doors don't lock," Dumbledore chuckled with a bright twinkle in his eyes and left Hermione and Malfoy gaping at each other in disbelief.
"He can't be serious," Malfoy choked, "I am going to get my father to sue him!"
"Whatever, I'm going to unpack in my room," Hermione lugged her suitcase up to her room.
She opened her door and gasped. There was a huge canopy bed with creamy silk curtains. There was a huge closet and a small desk next to it. The carpet that covered the floor felt like soft fur. The bathroom was also nicely decorated, made entirely out of marble, with groups of magicked candles illuminating the room from every corner. *Wow, this is definitely worth putting up with Malfoy. * Hermione thought. She knelt down and unlocked her trunk, taking out various items of clothing and hanging them into her huge closet.
Draco's POV
Draco dragged his chest up the stairs and looked into his room. *Not too shabby for a dorm room.* He thought and collapsed on the velvet green bedspread. He realized that maybe sharing a dorm room with Granger wouldn't be that bad, after all, she seemed to have changed a lot. *How can I even be tolerant of a mudblood? * Draco thought maybe he was just hungry and he need sometime to sort out his thoughts. He decided food would help him clear his thoughts, and he went to go to the feast first and to unpack later. He wandered back down to the common room and crawled out of the portrait hole, all the while, his tolerance of Granger growing. He was even starting to think he could like her if he tried. He couldn't get Gr- Hermione out of his mind, her name flowing ever so smoothly off his tongue as he whispered it.
Hermione's POV
She finished unpacking and went down to the common room. She knew she had probably missed the sorting ceremony already so she hastened her steps. The fire in the common room was still blazing cheerfully, but there was no sign of Malfoy around. Hermione figured he was still in his room unpacking.
"Malfoy! I'm leaving," Hermione called, and when she didn't hear a reply she assumed he had already left, so she left too.
When she got to the Great Hall, the sorting ceremony had just ended and she hurriedly walked to the Gryffindor table where Harry had already saved her a seat.
"Hey." Harry greeted her softly.
"Hi. Wow, you can not believe how awesome the dorm is!" Hermione smiled, forgetting about the awkward moment they had experienced on the train.
"That's great. Come on, get some food." Harry started to pile food onto her plate.
Harry's POV
Hermione laughed and Harry looked up at her. He realized he was still piling food onto her overflowing plate and turned a slight shade of red.
"Harry, I think that's enough," Hermione placed her hand on his arm, sending a slight tingle up his spine.
"Uh, yeah, sorry about that."
"Are you alright, Harry?" Hermione asked, eyes swimming with wonder.
"N-yea. Everything is fine." Harry looked down at his half empty plate.
"I know you well enough to know that everything is not fine. It's about sharing a dorm with Malfoy isn't it?" Hermione demanded quietly.
"No!"
"Then what is it?"
"Its---ok fine it is about the dorm thing." Harry looked up into Hermione's eyes.
Hermione took both his hands and squeezed them tightly. "I told you, I'm a big girl, and I'll be fine. Malfoy won't be able to set one finger on me. I promise."
Harry wondered why he was so against Hermione sharing a dorm with Malfoy. Well, of course it was because it was MALFOY, but besides that what else was he so worried about. Was he jealous? He shook his head to clear his thoughts, Hermione was his best friend and she would never be anything more.
Draco's POV
Dumbledore stood up, and the entire Great Hall was silent.
"I'd like to make an announcement," Dumbledore said, "Congratulations to Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger for making the Head boy and girl positions."
Everyone stood up and clapped, both houses were congratulating their Head. Two people however weren't very happy, one of them being Pansy Parkinson.
"Draco, baby, you didn't tell me that Mudblood was the Head girl," Pansy whined, "Doesn't that mean you guys share a dorm?"
"Yes Parkinson, now can you remove your hand from my thigh?" Draco said in an ominous tone, "besides you aren't my girlfriend, I don't have to tell you anything."
Pansy scrunched up her face, which only made her look more despicable. She nudged the side of his leg with a bare foot, which disgusted Draco so much he stood up and moved to the other side of Crabbe. Draco looked over at the Gryffindor table and saw Hermione laughing and talking to Potter. He felt a pang of jealousy, but it disappeared quickly. Malfoys were not familiar with the feeling of jealousy, and it made he suddenly felt very vulnerable. Draco finished the rest of his meal in silence, sorting out his thoughts and his ever growing feelings for Hermione. "I'm going for a walk," he announced to everyone at the Slytherin table before he stood up and left the Great Hall.