Author's Note: Chapter 4! Yeah! It's not as bad as the previous one but
It's longer, so I hope that makes up for it. Thanks for all the reviews!
Rating: PG-13
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The great hall was brimming with excitement as students took their seats at the appropriate tables. It took about five minutes to get everyone situated, and then Professor McGonagall led in the first years. Every year it was the same, nervous first years, anxiously awaiting their doom, bored fifth years and excited seventh years, then the hat would sing and the madness that is Hogwarts would begin. Throughout the sorting, Hermione felt Draco's icy gaze on her, it was quite unnerving, but she kept her attention on the sorting ceremony to the best of her ability.
It finished with polite applause as always. A gust of relief swept over her as she felt Draco's attention waver, she glanced over to see that Pansy was all over him, as usual. Yet it was different this time, a surge of jealousy coursed through her, yet to her luck, her attention was diverted by Headmaster Dumbledore's start of term speech,
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I promise to keep this short, as I know many of you are quite hungry," He glanced over at the Gryffindor table, where Ron was gazing longily at his plate, wishing for food. "First of all, I'd like to introduce this year's Head Boy and Girl. Would you please stand, Mister Draco Malfoy and Miss Hermione Granger." All eyes were on Hermione, and a murmur swept through the crowd about how different she looked, followed by a polite applause as they sat back down. "I would like to remind them and the prefects that our first meeting is right after dinner in this room to my right. The Forbidden forest is still forbidden and students are not allowed outside of the dormitories after 11pm. That's all I have to say so please, dig in!" Food appeared on the dishes, much to Ron's delight, along with conversations that were cut short from the ceremony and speech.
Hermione was only half listening to Harry and Ron conversation about how they could prank Malfoy and get away with it. Every now and them, she felt Draco's gaze upon her again, but whenever she looked his way, he was talking with Blaise.
A few minutes later, Ginny turned to the once golden trio, and asked Hermione if she was really sharing a dorm wit Malfoy. This shut Harry and Ron up right away.
"What?"
"Yes. I have to share a dormitory with Malfoy. It's no big deal. Just one of the many pleasures of being Head Girl." Ginny turned back to her friends and spilled the gossip. Harry and Ron erupted with distasteful comments at Malfoy. Hermione hardly listened, she really didn't care that they shared a dorm; it might actually prove to be a good thing. She glanced over at the Slytherin table, again a surge of jealousy in her veins as Pansy played seductively with his hair. Soon after, the food disappeared and Dumbledore dismissed the rest of the students to the common rooms, letting the Heads of House show the first years the way.
Ron and Hermione made their way to the back room, Ron protectively guarding her from any male who even so much as looked her way. Draco followed up close behind them, his signature 'I'm-better-than-you-are swagger and aloofness in his face. The room was already filled with the prefects and Dumbledore.
"Ah! Good, we're all here. Now this is going to be a pretty short meeting, seeing as you've just arrived and all" Dumbledore smiled at them all and continued, "We've decided that this year we're going to try to improve school to school relations. As a matter of fact, another Magic school is operating just outside Hogsmeade. We'll be visiting and having fancy get together's in order to let the students have a chance to socialize outside Hogwarts and learn more about the Wizarding community. So keep an eye out for that. We've also expanded the private dorms in order to accommodate any sixth or higher prefects. But it is optional, so you don't need to stay there. I know that Blaise and Luna are already going too, does anyone else feel a desire too?" No response, "That's alright, you can change your mind anytime you wish. Well then, you're excused to go to your dormitories. I'll show these four their new rooms." Ron shot Malfoy a look of death as he left the room. Draco just smirked and moved in closer to Hermione, sending Ron wild, but he didn't do anything under Dumbledore's nose, and plus, Draco was Head Boy.
"Well, will you all please follow me, and I show you to your rooms." He lead them towards the library, then down a small corridor leading to the East tower, which was the original rooms, but when Hogwarts expanded, they were left vacant. The walls were lined with very old pictures of ancient magical creatures, long thought to be extinct, fairy rings, and magical rituals. They ascended a few flights of stairs before coming to a portrait of a woman clad in all white, with the moon over a blanket of stars illuminated the entire picture. Her eyes opened as they approached, a look of subdued longing in them,
"Password?" Her voice was like a brook, gentle yet in a way mysteriously dangerous.
"In perfect love and trust." Dumbledore answered her and she swung open for them. Inside was a common room, quite smaller than the other one's, yet just as welcoming. It was a circular with a fireplace across from the doorway. Pictures lined the walls, yet they were all empty, armchairs and little poufs were stationed around four worktables. On the north (left) side of the room were two doors, one with Girls on it and the other with Boys. Above them both was 'prefects' etched in gold lettering. On the south (right) side was a single door with 'Head's' on it in silver lettering.
"Hermione, Draco, your rooms are to the right, Blaise, you are in the boys, and Luna in the girls. I'll leave you all to settle in for the night then. Goodnight!" He left through the portal and a fire blazed up in the fireplace. Luna disappeared to her room; Draco gave Blaise a smirk and followed Hermione through their door.
The Heads dorm was quite smaller, but it did have a fireplace, which danced gaily as the two entered. A small library lined the walls, breaking only for the fireplace and two doors with their names etched in them. A love seat was the only furniture, besides a small coffee table in the room. Not wanting to engage in conversation, each ventured into their rooms.
Hermione's ceiling was bewitched like the great hall, as was Draco's, showing a night sky of stars twinkling at them. Hermione's bedding was silver while Draco had gold. Her furniture was made out of a mahogany, and his was a light oak. A picture of the moon hung over her bed, while a sun resided over Draco's. They each took a moment to explore the new environment, then they both reached for the door leading to the bathroom.
"What the hell?" He asked, seeing Hermione standing in her doorway across the room.
"Isn't this just peachy. Not only am I living with Draco Malfoy, I get to share a bathroom with him." Yet it was quite a big bathroom, so it was easy to see why they were sharing it. The tub was a pool, like the prefects bathroom, and the shower was quite a bit larger than ordinary ones. A portrait of the Sirens hung on the opposite wall they were asleep currently. The windows were covered with floor length curtains, with the Hogwarts crest embroidered in each one. Draco took a hold of this moment to strike up a conversation.
"So, Weasel is jealous of this little arrangement? You should've seen the way he glared at me when he heard we were living together." Hermione was preoccupied to care who she was talking to, she walked the perimeter of the pool examining the facets, his eyes followed her every movement,
"He'll be fine once He hooks up with Harry. It's just sexual tension." Draco looked slightly amused at this bit of information,
"He has a thing for Potter?" She nodded,
"Since forth year, after the second task. Harry likes him also, but instead of confessing it to each other, they came and told me." A small laugh escaped his lips; he mimicked her walk around the pool, just a few feet away from her. She kneeled down to look at a facet closely, her hair falling to one side, revealing a bruise on the side of her neck. Draco edged closer to her, seeing the bruise. He also noticed how heavy her eye make-up was. He stopped moving when she stood up and looked at him, noticing him looking at her in a weird way.
"What?"
"Where'd you get that bruise on your neck?" She immediately rubbed it defensively. Her eyes flooded with fear.
"I-I-I fell..."He didn't buy it, and she knew it. He stepped closer to her.
"You're lying." He was just inches away from her face now. She couldn't hold his piercing gaze very long,
"I fell, end of story." She turned to go, but he caught her arm, stopping her. With her free hand, she moved to slap him, but he caught her wrist too with a smirk. He glanced up at her wrist and noticed the criss-crossed scars; His eyed widened in slight horror, then looked at her.
"Was of living with me going to be that horrible for you? Or was this another fall?"
"I don't want to discuss this."
"No, I think we will." Hermione rolled her eyes in annoyance. Then she, without notice, kneed Draco in the stomach, releasing her from his grasp. Not out of pain, but surprise. Then she pushed him into the pool and walked away. He quietly swam to the other side before she got there, then as she crossed his path, he reached out and pulled her in. He swam over to the wall and sat on it, smirking at her. Surfacing quickly she looked him in the eye,
"Malfoy!" Swimming over to him, "You son of a bitch!" He splashed water at her, then got up and walked away. She followed in suit. He grabbed a towel and threw it at her so she could dry off.
"What the hell was that for?" She asked, wiping her face dry.
"The towel? Or the pool?" He asked, removing his soaked shirt and revealing a very toned six pack.
"The pool you idiot." She responded, eyeing his abs.
"For pushing me in." He threw her a white robe, "Why'd you push me in?" He asked.
"Because, you were being a bastard. Turn around." He did and she proceed to take of her wet clothes, which clung to her every curve.
"So wondering why you're covered in bruises and scars is being a bastard?" Dropping his pants and putting on a black silk robe.
"Invading my personal business when I told you not to is being a bastard." She tied her robe around her waist, "You can turn around now." He gave her a sly smirk,
"You weren't this cold in Flourish and Blotts? You were actually quite playful and cute."
"It was a joke." She replied, yet she was jumping with excitement at the fact he called her 'cute'.
"I bet you've never been to a party."
"You'd be surprised. The first time I got smashed, resulted in this." She revealed a bit of her left breast, showing him a tattoo, a pentagram, a five pointed star inside a circle.
"Alright. You're not completely hopeless. What do you say we have a little fun tomorrow night?"
"Are you asking me out on a date?" She eyed him seductively,
"Don't flatter yourself. Blaise and I are going to Elysion Fields, the Hogsmeade nightclub. Join us, if you dare." He winked playfully at her.
"You're on!"
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The great hall was brimming with excitement as students took their seats at the appropriate tables. It took about five minutes to get everyone situated, and then Professor McGonagall led in the first years. Every year it was the same, nervous first years, anxiously awaiting their doom, bored fifth years and excited seventh years, then the hat would sing and the madness that is Hogwarts would begin. Throughout the sorting, Hermione felt Draco's icy gaze on her, it was quite unnerving, but she kept her attention on the sorting ceremony to the best of her ability.
It finished with polite applause as always. A gust of relief swept over her as she felt Draco's attention waver, she glanced over to see that Pansy was all over him, as usual. Yet it was different this time, a surge of jealousy coursed through her, yet to her luck, her attention was diverted by Headmaster Dumbledore's start of term speech,
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I promise to keep this short, as I know many of you are quite hungry," He glanced over at the Gryffindor table, where Ron was gazing longily at his plate, wishing for food. "First of all, I'd like to introduce this year's Head Boy and Girl. Would you please stand, Mister Draco Malfoy and Miss Hermione Granger." All eyes were on Hermione, and a murmur swept through the crowd about how different she looked, followed by a polite applause as they sat back down. "I would like to remind them and the prefects that our first meeting is right after dinner in this room to my right. The Forbidden forest is still forbidden and students are not allowed outside of the dormitories after 11pm. That's all I have to say so please, dig in!" Food appeared on the dishes, much to Ron's delight, along with conversations that were cut short from the ceremony and speech.
Hermione was only half listening to Harry and Ron conversation about how they could prank Malfoy and get away with it. Every now and them, she felt Draco's gaze upon her again, but whenever she looked his way, he was talking with Blaise.
A few minutes later, Ginny turned to the once golden trio, and asked Hermione if she was really sharing a dorm wit Malfoy. This shut Harry and Ron up right away.
"What?"
"Yes. I have to share a dormitory with Malfoy. It's no big deal. Just one of the many pleasures of being Head Girl." Ginny turned back to her friends and spilled the gossip. Harry and Ron erupted with distasteful comments at Malfoy. Hermione hardly listened, she really didn't care that they shared a dorm; it might actually prove to be a good thing. She glanced over at the Slytherin table, again a surge of jealousy in her veins as Pansy played seductively with his hair. Soon after, the food disappeared and Dumbledore dismissed the rest of the students to the common rooms, letting the Heads of House show the first years the way.
Ron and Hermione made their way to the back room, Ron protectively guarding her from any male who even so much as looked her way. Draco followed up close behind them, his signature 'I'm-better-than-you-are swagger and aloofness in his face. The room was already filled with the prefects and Dumbledore.
"Ah! Good, we're all here. Now this is going to be a pretty short meeting, seeing as you've just arrived and all" Dumbledore smiled at them all and continued, "We've decided that this year we're going to try to improve school to school relations. As a matter of fact, another Magic school is operating just outside Hogsmeade. We'll be visiting and having fancy get together's in order to let the students have a chance to socialize outside Hogwarts and learn more about the Wizarding community. So keep an eye out for that. We've also expanded the private dorms in order to accommodate any sixth or higher prefects. But it is optional, so you don't need to stay there. I know that Blaise and Luna are already going too, does anyone else feel a desire too?" No response, "That's alright, you can change your mind anytime you wish. Well then, you're excused to go to your dormitories. I'll show these four their new rooms." Ron shot Malfoy a look of death as he left the room. Draco just smirked and moved in closer to Hermione, sending Ron wild, but he didn't do anything under Dumbledore's nose, and plus, Draco was Head Boy.
"Well, will you all please follow me, and I show you to your rooms." He lead them towards the library, then down a small corridor leading to the East tower, which was the original rooms, but when Hogwarts expanded, they were left vacant. The walls were lined with very old pictures of ancient magical creatures, long thought to be extinct, fairy rings, and magical rituals. They ascended a few flights of stairs before coming to a portrait of a woman clad in all white, with the moon over a blanket of stars illuminated the entire picture. Her eyes opened as they approached, a look of subdued longing in them,
"Password?" Her voice was like a brook, gentle yet in a way mysteriously dangerous.
"In perfect love and trust." Dumbledore answered her and she swung open for them. Inside was a common room, quite smaller than the other one's, yet just as welcoming. It was a circular with a fireplace across from the doorway. Pictures lined the walls, yet they were all empty, armchairs and little poufs were stationed around four worktables. On the north (left) side of the room were two doors, one with Girls on it and the other with Boys. Above them both was 'prefects' etched in gold lettering. On the south (right) side was a single door with 'Head's' on it in silver lettering.
"Hermione, Draco, your rooms are to the right, Blaise, you are in the boys, and Luna in the girls. I'll leave you all to settle in for the night then. Goodnight!" He left through the portal and a fire blazed up in the fireplace. Luna disappeared to her room; Draco gave Blaise a smirk and followed Hermione through their door.
The Heads dorm was quite smaller, but it did have a fireplace, which danced gaily as the two entered. A small library lined the walls, breaking only for the fireplace and two doors with their names etched in them. A love seat was the only furniture, besides a small coffee table in the room. Not wanting to engage in conversation, each ventured into their rooms.
Hermione's ceiling was bewitched like the great hall, as was Draco's, showing a night sky of stars twinkling at them. Hermione's bedding was silver while Draco had gold. Her furniture was made out of a mahogany, and his was a light oak. A picture of the moon hung over her bed, while a sun resided over Draco's. They each took a moment to explore the new environment, then they both reached for the door leading to the bathroom.
"What the hell?" He asked, seeing Hermione standing in her doorway across the room.
"Isn't this just peachy. Not only am I living with Draco Malfoy, I get to share a bathroom with him." Yet it was quite a big bathroom, so it was easy to see why they were sharing it. The tub was a pool, like the prefects bathroom, and the shower was quite a bit larger than ordinary ones. A portrait of the Sirens hung on the opposite wall they were asleep currently. The windows were covered with floor length curtains, with the Hogwarts crest embroidered in each one. Draco took a hold of this moment to strike up a conversation.
"So, Weasel is jealous of this little arrangement? You should've seen the way he glared at me when he heard we were living together." Hermione was preoccupied to care who she was talking to, she walked the perimeter of the pool examining the facets, his eyes followed her every movement,
"He'll be fine once He hooks up with Harry. It's just sexual tension." Draco looked slightly amused at this bit of information,
"He has a thing for Potter?" She nodded,
"Since forth year, after the second task. Harry likes him also, but instead of confessing it to each other, they came and told me." A small laugh escaped his lips; he mimicked her walk around the pool, just a few feet away from her. She kneeled down to look at a facet closely, her hair falling to one side, revealing a bruise on the side of her neck. Draco edged closer to her, seeing the bruise. He also noticed how heavy her eye make-up was. He stopped moving when she stood up and looked at him, noticing him looking at her in a weird way.
"What?"
"Where'd you get that bruise on your neck?" She immediately rubbed it defensively. Her eyes flooded with fear.
"I-I-I fell..."He didn't buy it, and she knew it. He stepped closer to her.
"You're lying." He was just inches away from her face now. She couldn't hold his piercing gaze very long,
"I fell, end of story." She turned to go, but he caught her arm, stopping her. With her free hand, she moved to slap him, but he caught her wrist too with a smirk. He glanced up at her wrist and noticed the criss-crossed scars; His eyed widened in slight horror, then looked at her.
"Was of living with me going to be that horrible for you? Or was this another fall?"
"I don't want to discuss this."
"No, I think we will." Hermione rolled her eyes in annoyance. Then she, without notice, kneed Draco in the stomach, releasing her from his grasp. Not out of pain, but surprise. Then she pushed him into the pool and walked away. He quietly swam to the other side before she got there, then as she crossed his path, he reached out and pulled her in. He swam over to the wall and sat on it, smirking at her. Surfacing quickly she looked him in the eye,
"Malfoy!" Swimming over to him, "You son of a bitch!" He splashed water at her, then got up and walked away. She followed in suit. He grabbed a towel and threw it at her so she could dry off.
"What the hell was that for?" She asked, wiping her face dry.
"The towel? Or the pool?" He asked, removing his soaked shirt and revealing a very toned six pack.
"The pool you idiot." She responded, eyeing his abs.
"For pushing me in." He threw her a white robe, "Why'd you push me in?" He asked.
"Because, you were being a bastard. Turn around." He did and she proceed to take of her wet clothes, which clung to her every curve.
"So wondering why you're covered in bruises and scars is being a bastard?" Dropping his pants and putting on a black silk robe.
"Invading my personal business when I told you not to is being a bastard." She tied her robe around her waist, "You can turn around now." He gave her a sly smirk,
"You weren't this cold in Flourish and Blotts? You were actually quite playful and cute."
"It was a joke." She replied, yet she was jumping with excitement at the fact he called her 'cute'.
"I bet you've never been to a party."
"You'd be surprised. The first time I got smashed, resulted in this." She revealed a bit of her left breast, showing him a tattoo, a pentagram, a five pointed star inside a circle.
"Alright. You're not completely hopeless. What do you say we have a little fun tomorrow night?"
"Are you asking me out on a date?" She eyed him seductively,
"Don't flatter yourself. Blaise and I are going to Elysion Fields, the Hogsmeade nightclub. Join us, if you dare." He winked playfully at her.
"You're on!"