Sorry It took so long again to write anything. I have been busy Lately.
Thanks to my beta reader Lily and to all the people who reviewd
The sun streaked into Draco's room unmericfully, glaring on Draco's face. He rolled over and shoved his head under his pillow, it was definitely too early to be getting up. "You should get up, you know." EJ said in a gruff sleepy voice.
"Speak for yourself," Draco mumbled, trying to get back to his peaceful slumber.
"Fine, be late for potions." EJ said, not really caring.
"What!?" Draco exclaimed as he fell ungracefully out of the bed, making a loud thump. Soon there were footsteps on the stairs to Draco's room
"Are you alright in there?" Hermione called softly through the door.
"He's fine sweetheart. He just fell out of the bed," EJ called to the girl. Draco growled.
"Alright," Hermione said, walking back down the steps and toward the common room
"What's your problem today?" EJ asked Draco with no real concern.
"It's all your bloody fault I fell out of the bed and since when do you call Hermione, I mean Granger, sweetheart?" Draco growled through clenched teeth.
"All my fault you fell from the bed? Hah! That is a good one" The mirror called as Draco grabbed his robes and rushed toward the bathroom.
"Wonder how long it will take him to realize it's Saturday?" The mirror laughed.
Draco rushed down the steps from his dorm into the common room and toward the bathroom. He heard voices from inside it, and, being a Malfoy, he just couldn't resist the oppurtunity to listen into a good conversation.
"Your brusies are almost gone, I see." the bathroom mirror said in a joy filled tone.
"Yes, Marti, they are, aren't they?" Hermione said smiling to herself.
"So...Tell me what do you think of that yummy headboy?" Marti asked.
"Yummy? Hah!" Hermione laughed a cold laugh.
"What, you don't like him?" Marti asked.
"You really want to know?"
"You know I do!"
"Alright I think he is a selfish, spoiled git who acts like he is three years old." Hermione said with venom in her voice.
"I am not!" A voice raged from outside the bathroom door.
"Who can't keep his nose out of other people's bussiness!" Hermione said, smirking to herself. Marti gave a hearty chuckle.
"I have seen worse, dear," The mirror replied.
"I don't see how."
"Granger, get out of that bathroom! Quit gossiping to the mirror, I have to get ready!" Draco yelled from behind the door.
"Stuff it, Malfoy," Hermione called back.
"You either open this door or I will blast it to bits!!" Draco yelled.
"Go ahead and then you can explain to the headmaster why there isn't a door on the bathroom." Hermione replied smartly as she walked over to unlock the door.
"I'm warning you," Draco seethed.
"I will stay in here all day if you don't back off!" Hermione called.
"And miss classes? I doubt if you, the bookworm, could do that!!" Draco called back, thinking he had won.
"What classes? Today is Saturday." Hermione called back and then chuckled.
"Saturday?" Draco said to himself and then growled stomping over to his couch and sitting down. "Stupid mirror.... can't get decent help around this place...." Draco mumbled as Hermione stepped out of the bathroom wearing a pair of hip hugger jeans and a baby doll tee-shirt.
"Maybe if you kept a calendar," Hermione suggested cheerfully.
"How can you be this cheery this early in the morning?" Draco asked.
"It's 11:26," Hermione supplied, "almost noon"
"Almost noon?" Draco repeated.
"Yes, almost noon and everyone else has left for Hogsmeade." Hermione supplied.
"I forgot about that," Draco said.
"Figures." Hermione said, heading back up to her room.
"Why didn't you go?" Draco asked, mildly curious.
"I didn't want to." Hermione said over her shoulder as she continued up the steps to her room.
"Do I really act like I am three?" Draco asked, looking at Hermione's retreating back.
"You want the truth, Malfoy?" Hermione asked.
"Of course I want the truth, I'm a Malfoy! What? You think I can't handle it?"
"Yes, you act like you're three. If something doesn't go your way, you pout of make threats. Don't you get bored with it all?" Hermione asked, she had turned around and was now looking at Draco.
"Of course not, and Malfoy's don't pout." Draco said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"What do you call that?" Hermione asked pointing at him. She laughed as she went the rest of the way up the stairs to her room and shut the door.
"Sulking gracefully!" Draco yelled at her retreating backside when he heard her door shut. "Now to go and take care of that bloody mirror..." Draco said under his breath and he headed back to his room.
"Did you miss me?" Draco asked in a menacing voice.
"No, can't say that I did." EJ said in an overly cocky tone.
"Good, then you really won't miss me when I smash you into tiny pieces." Draco said laughing.
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, but I would, see if you would have told me it was Saturday, I would have slept a bit longer and wouldn't have been so grouchy." Draco stated.
"It's not my fault you don't know what day it is," EJ said in an arrogant tone.
"It's not my fault that a rather large object came flying your way either." Draco said as he stepped closer to the mirror.
"Now, now, don't be hasty, Draco." The mirror said, his voice rising.
"I wouldn't call it hasty." Draco said.
"Yeah, but your a Malfoy," the mirror mummered.
"What was that?" Draco asked.
"I said your a great guy," the mirror said.
"Yeah, I'm sure," Draco said sarcastically as they were inturputed by a voice calling from downstairs
"Draco!!" Hermione called up the staircase.
"What?!" Draco yelled back.
"There is an owl for you," Hermione called back.
"Coming," Draco called. "I guess you will live another day just because I don't want to have to explain why you were broken in the first place." Draco muttered, leaving his room and heading down to get the owl he received.
Thanks to my beta reader Lily and to all the people who reviewd
The sun streaked into Draco's room unmericfully, glaring on Draco's face. He rolled over and shoved his head under his pillow, it was definitely too early to be getting up. "You should get up, you know." EJ said in a gruff sleepy voice.
"Speak for yourself," Draco mumbled, trying to get back to his peaceful slumber.
"Fine, be late for potions." EJ said, not really caring.
"What!?" Draco exclaimed as he fell ungracefully out of the bed, making a loud thump. Soon there were footsteps on the stairs to Draco's room
"Are you alright in there?" Hermione called softly through the door.
"He's fine sweetheart. He just fell out of the bed," EJ called to the girl. Draco growled.
"Alright," Hermione said, walking back down the steps and toward the common room
"What's your problem today?" EJ asked Draco with no real concern.
"It's all your bloody fault I fell out of the bed and since when do you call Hermione, I mean Granger, sweetheart?" Draco growled through clenched teeth.
"All my fault you fell from the bed? Hah! That is a good one" The mirror called as Draco grabbed his robes and rushed toward the bathroom.
"Wonder how long it will take him to realize it's Saturday?" The mirror laughed.
Draco rushed down the steps from his dorm into the common room and toward the bathroom. He heard voices from inside it, and, being a Malfoy, he just couldn't resist the oppurtunity to listen into a good conversation.
"Your brusies are almost gone, I see." the bathroom mirror said in a joy filled tone.
"Yes, Marti, they are, aren't they?" Hermione said smiling to herself.
"So...Tell me what do you think of that yummy headboy?" Marti asked.
"Yummy? Hah!" Hermione laughed a cold laugh.
"What, you don't like him?" Marti asked.
"You really want to know?"
"You know I do!"
"Alright I think he is a selfish, spoiled git who acts like he is three years old." Hermione said with venom in her voice.
"I am not!" A voice raged from outside the bathroom door.
"Who can't keep his nose out of other people's bussiness!" Hermione said, smirking to herself. Marti gave a hearty chuckle.
"I have seen worse, dear," The mirror replied.
"I don't see how."
"Granger, get out of that bathroom! Quit gossiping to the mirror, I have to get ready!" Draco yelled from behind the door.
"Stuff it, Malfoy," Hermione called back.
"You either open this door or I will blast it to bits!!" Draco yelled.
"Go ahead and then you can explain to the headmaster why there isn't a door on the bathroom." Hermione replied smartly as she walked over to unlock the door.
"I'm warning you," Draco seethed.
"I will stay in here all day if you don't back off!" Hermione called.
"And miss classes? I doubt if you, the bookworm, could do that!!" Draco called back, thinking he had won.
"What classes? Today is Saturday." Hermione called back and then chuckled.
"Saturday?" Draco said to himself and then growled stomping over to his couch and sitting down. "Stupid mirror.... can't get decent help around this place...." Draco mumbled as Hermione stepped out of the bathroom wearing a pair of hip hugger jeans and a baby doll tee-shirt.
"Maybe if you kept a calendar," Hermione suggested cheerfully.
"How can you be this cheery this early in the morning?" Draco asked.
"It's 11:26," Hermione supplied, "almost noon"
"Almost noon?" Draco repeated.
"Yes, almost noon and everyone else has left for Hogsmeade." Hermione supplied.
"I forgot about that," Draco said.
"Figures." Hermione said, heading back up to her room.
"Why didn't you go?" Draco asked, mildly curious.
"I didn't want to." Hermione said over her shoulder as she continued up the steps to her room.
"Do I really act like I am three?" Draco asked, looking at Hermione's retreating back.
"You want the truth, Malfoy?" Hermione asked.
"Of course I want the truth, I'm a Malfoy! What? You think I can't handle it?"
"Yes, you act like you're three. If something doesn't go your way, you pout of make threats. Don't you get bored with it all?" Hermione asked, she had turned around and was now looking at Draco.
"Of course not, and Malfoy's don't pout." Draco said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"What do you call that?" Hermione asked pointing at him. She laughed as she went the rest of the way up the stairs to her room and shut the door.
"Sulking gracefully!" Draco yelled at her retreating backside when he heard her door shut. "Now to go and take care of that bloody mirror..." Draco said under his breath and he headed back to his room.
"Did you miss me?" Draco asked in a menacing voice.
"No, can't say that I did." EJ said in an overly cocky tone.
"Good, then you really won't miss me when I smash you into tiny pieces." Draco said laughing.
"You wouldn't."
"Oh, but I would, see if you would have told me it was Saturday, I would have slept a bit longer and wouldn't have been so grouchy." Draco stated.
"It's not my fault you don't know what day it is," EJ said in an arrogant tone.
"It's not my fault that a rather large object came flying your way either." Draco said as he stepped closer to the mirror.
"Now, now, don't be hasty, Draco." The mirror said, his voice rising.
"I wouldn't call it hasty." Draco said.
"Yeah, but your a Malfoy," the mirror mummered.
"What was that?" Draco asked.
"I said your a great guy," the mirror said.
"Yeah, I'm sure," Draco said sarcastically as they were inturputed by a voice calling from downstairs
"Draco!!" Hermione called up the staircase.
"What?!" Draco yelled back.
"There is an owl for you," Hermione called back.
"Coming," Draco called. "I guess you will live another day just because I don't want to have to explain why you were broken in the first place." Draco muttered, leaving his room and heading down to get the owl he received.