It's amazing how fast time can pass when you're having fun. In the case of Harry, Ron, and Hermione it passed very fast. Here they were on the Hogwarts Express headed for their last year at Hogwarts. Hermione was to be Head Girl this year. To her dislike the Head Boy whom she would be living with turned out to be Draco Malfoy.
"Maybe he's changed..." said a wishful voice inside Hermione's head. She knew it was a slim to none chance, but she held out hope. As she walked out to find a bathroom she saw Draco.
"Hey mudblood. Got rid of that bush on your head, eh?" snickered Malfoy.
"Shove it, Malfoy." Hermione demanded and pushed past him.
Malfoy continued up through the corridor thinking to himself. "She's gotten really prett--No! What are you saying?! She's a MUDBLOOD!"
These thought plagued Draco all throughout the trip. As the train stopped and they all piled into the castle McGonagall pulled him and Hermione to the side. She lead them up to their dormitories. They approached a picture of a fairy with long, silver hair.
"Password?" Squeeked the fairy
"Toffee Toads." replied McGonagall.
Behind the picture a long corridor lead them up to their own common room. It had one large couch placed before the fireplace. Two chairs surrounded the couch. To the right there were stairs that lead to two doors placed oppisite eachother. Hermione's door had Gryffindor colors. McGonagall left them once they decided on passwords for their doors. Malfoy argued with his thoughts about Hermione while he unpacked. He had never looked as Hermione as anything but a mudblood, but now he started to think she was a bit more than a mudblood...and much more beautiful than any Slytherin.
"Malfoy what are you doing in my room?" asked Hermione when she noticed him in her mirror.
"Overheard your password. You really need to learn to speak quieter."
"That didn't answer my question." Hermione snapped.
"Don't get pissy with me, Mudblood. I just need to ask you something." Malfoy said clearly irritated with Hermione's attitude.
"What?"
"Are you a virgin?"
"WHAT?! That is none of your damn business, Malfoy!" Hermione said in a rage.
"You are."
"What?"
"You heard me. You are. I can tell."
Hermione went red in the face and turned away from him. She felt him grab her hips and whisper "I can change that."
"Maybe he's changed..." said a wishful voice inside Hermione's head. She knew it was a slim to none chance, but she held out hope. As she walked out to find a bathroom she saw Draco.
"Hey mudblood. Got rid of that bush on your head, eh?" snickered Malfoy.
"Shove it, Malfoy." Hermione demanded and pushed past him.
Malfoy continued up through the corridor thinking to himself. "She's gotten really prett--No! What are you saying?! She's a MUDBLOOD!"
These thought plagued Draco all throughout the trip. As the train stopped and they all piled into the castle McGonagall pulled him and Hermione to the side. She lead them up to their dormitories. They approached a picture of a fairy with long, silver hair.
"Password?" Squeeked the fairy
"Toffee Toads." replied McGonagall.
Behind the picture a long corridor lead them up to their own common room. It had one large couch placed before the fireplace. Two chairs surrounded the couch. To the right there were stairs that lead to two doors placed oppisite eachother. Hermione's door had Gryffindor colors. McGonagall left them once they decided on passwords for their doors. Malfoy argued with his thoughts about Hermione while he unpacked. He had never looked as Hermione as anything but a mudblood, but now he started to think she was a bit more than a mudblood...and much more beautiful than any Slytherin.
"Malfoy what are you doing in my room?" asked Hermione when she noticed him in her mirror.
"Overheard your password. You really need to learn to speak quieter."
"That didn't answer my question." Hermione snapped.
"Don't get pissy with me, Mudblood. I just need to ask you something." Malfoy said clearly irritated with Hermione's attitude.
"What?"
"Are you a virgin?"
"WHAT?! That is none of your damn business, Malfoy!" Hermione said in a rage.
"You are."
"What?"
"You heard me. You are. I can tell."
Hermione went red in the face and turned away from him. She felt him grab her hips and whisper "I can change that."