Chapter 3- Decorating
Hermione slowly stepped into Dumbledore's office. She rarely went in there, but every time she was completely blown away by it's magnificence. It was a homely circle shaped room, yet so majestic and magical that Hermione was sure even the furniture itself was bewitched. The walls were filled with bookcase after bookcase, and it was Hermione's guess that there had to be thousands of books. Soon Draco was standing next to her, doing the exact same thing. They both stared in wonderment as yet again they heard Dumbledore's voice.
"Ah" Said Dumbledore as he looked up over his half moon glasses. He was sitting at his large desk with papers piled three feet high on either side of him. A jet black owl sat on a perch behind him. He was writing a letter, and dipped it into an ink bottle, then moved it across the parchment set in front if him. He bit the end of the quill, and moved his quill across it another time, then to finish with a swish of it. He rolled the parchment up, tied it with a red ribbon and handed it to an the owl at his desk who immediately started flying away and up the staircase.
"Now…for you two." Dumbledore said standing up from his desk and walking around it towards them.
"I would like for you two to start putting up the decorations inside those boxes" Dumbledore said, pointing his long and crooked finger to a pile of boxes across the room. "And remember…please don't break anything, and most of all, have fun." Dumbledore added, with a twinkling in his eye.
"I will be back at midnight sharp, and I expect to see my room nicely decorated." He said looking to Hermione and Draco. Then he swiftly walked towards his staircase and vanished.
"Might as well get started…" Hermione said as she slowly walked to the boxes. She leaned down and opened the first box, and fell backwards a small storm of bats exploded out of the box and rested themselves throughout the room.
"Sheesh…bats." Hermione said as she brushed off her jeans and stood up. Draco walked behind her. He knelt down and reached his hand in the box and with a disgusted look on his face pulled out a fake rubber rat.
"Gross…" he said as he threw the rat across the room. Hermione stood watching him and then remembered what had happened outside Dumbledore's room only minutes earlier. Stepping into his room completely made her forget about it.
"Draco…what was up with you 5 minutes ago? Why did you try to kiss me?" Hermione asked bluntly.
Draco lifted his head up and looked at her with an amused look on his face. "What do you mean…" Draco started and gave the evil smile of his. "You tried to kiss me." He said as a matter of fact-ish.
Hermione ruffed her eyebrows and gave him a dirty look. She didn't like how he was acting, and especially more, she hated how she let him almost kiss her earlier. What's wrong with me? She thought in her head as Draco started pulling out various Halloween decorations. This is so weird…it's not meant to be like this…Draco is supposed to hate me, not try to kiss me! This all must be some sort of game of his…to really hurt me. I guess calling me names just isn't enough for him anymore…Stupid Draco with his white blonde hair…grey eyes…perfect body…Hermione's thoughts slowly trailed off until Draco's voice interrupted her.
"You know…muttering to yourself is a form of insanity." Draco mocked. Hermione had not realized she was muttering to herself as she thought and quickly flushed red in her cheeks.
"I'm not insane." She said out loud.
"Sure your not." Draco laughed.
For the next two hours Draco and Hermione pulled out various objects out of the boxes and using them to decorate Dumbledore's room. Once they finished, they marveled at their work. They had transformed Dumbledore's room into a Halloween themed museum of sorts. Skeletons, bats, paintings, you name it, they had found it in the boxes. Marveling at their work they stood for a moment and then started looking around. Draco started playing with Dumbledore's collection of magic orbs, and Hermione plopped herself down on a huge cushoned chair with a book about Hogwarts in her lap. Draco's eyed flickered up towards her in amusement.
"Why is it that you always have your nose in a book or in homework?" Draco asked, rolling a blue orb across the table.
Hermione peered up over the book with a raised eyebrow. "I hope you know that some of us aren't as lucky as others and I don't know about you, but being here at Hogwarts is a privilege, and I'm not going to spend my time dilly dallying when I can be learning." Hermione said and sunk back under the cover of her book.
Draco leaned against a bookcase and watched her curiously. "I don't see how learning about…" Draco started, then tilted his head to read the spine of the book, "Hogwarts…will really help you in the long run in any class." He said laughingly.
"Well pardon me but I find the history on Hogwarts quite fascinating. Did you know-" "Don't care." Draco interrupted her. Hermione frowned. She slammed her book together, which started Draco and made him jump, and proceeded to walk towards the staircase. "If I'm going to be insulted by a rude little twit as yourself, and treated like a toy as you did earlier, I'm leaving!" Hermione huffed looking at him angrily.
Draco stood there in shock but then shrugged his shoulders and proceeded playing with the orbs. Being the person she was, Hermione couldn't let herself leave Draco alone where he could cause trouble, she reminded herself. And part of her also didn't want to leave Draco.
She turned around to find Draco sitting on Dumbledore's desk playing with particular orb the size of a baseball that glowed different colors.
"Draco! Be careful you might break that!" Hermione scolded as she marched up to him and tried to grab the glass orb from him. He pulled back bringing the orb closer to him but lost his grip on it. They both watched the orb fall to the ground, and not break but proceed to roll across the room, up a stair, make a right, roll down to finally stop in front of a bookcase and hit a particular book.
"Your lucky you didn't break it!" Hermione yelled at Draco. He gave her a mean look and started walking to go pick the orb up. Hermione followed with her arms crossed and annoyed. As Draco picked up the orb he noticed the book in which it rested itself in front of. Hermione noticed this too and reached her hand down and tried to pull it out of the case. But it only came out a quarter of an inch. She stood up confused looking at Draco who was giving her the same look back.
"That's weird…It wouldn't move." Hermione said, staring at the book. "Let me try it!" Draco said as he knelt down and pulled at the book. It finally got loose and Draco along with the book went flying backwards.
"Got it…" Draco said brushing off his shirt and looking at the book. He then noticed Hermione was not even looking at him but staring at the bookcase. It had pulled itself forward and revealed a hidden passageway.
"Woah…I've always wanted to find a secret passage way!" Draco said excitedly. Hermione looked to him and then started walking towards the passageway.
"This is so exciting…though I'm sure were not suppose to be here. We must let Dumbledore know what we found…" Hermione said peering into the passageway.
"Do you really think for one minute that Dumbledore isn't aware of a secret passage way in his room that he's probably been in for years and years?" Draco said. For once he was right, which slightly annoyed Hermione.
"Yeah yeah…I wonder where it leads to." Hermione said curiously. "Only one way to find out!" Draco said as he started to march triumphantly into the passageway.
"You can't be serious! We don't know what's in there!" Hermione said with her hands at her hips in a mother sort of way.
Draco turned around and made a baby face at her. "Aww…is the little brainiac scared? You can't be a bookworm forever. Live a little will ya…" He said in a convincing voice. Hermione felt herself give in to his charm and give in.
"I can't believe I'm doing this…." Hermione said, walking into the passageway, not knowing what to expect.
"Were going to have a little adventure." Draco said decidedly.
Hermione felt his hand on her back as they made their way down the dimly lit passageway, not knowing what to expect. But Hermione deep down felt safe, because for some reason, she felt as if nothing would happen to her as long as Draco was around. Curious feeling it was.
OK...I dunno who I pissed off....but yeah....as you guys have noticed this story got kicked offline becuase someone went to FF.net and compained that it's unsuitable. whatever....well yeah here chap 3 on a new login lol. R&R!