As Draco followed Hermione, his mind began to wander and he thought to
himself of how annoying his last year at Hogwarts would be. Spending time
with the mudblood did not sound appealing...
However looking at her did... When he thought of her in that way, he felt disgusted with himself.
Hermione also thought of how horrid it would be to live with a Slytherin.
Draco and Hermione finally reached the Head Boy and Girl common room. The portrait hole had a picture of an old wizard with a long, white, snowy beard. The school motto was engraved into the golden frame ::Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus::
"I swear, Dumbledore is so daft"
"He is brilliant..."
"'Never tickle a sleeping dragon'... That means he has gone completely bonkers..."
"You would never understand him anyway Malfoy..."
"And I presume you two are the Head Boy and Head Girl?" The old man from the portrait said.
Hermione and Draco glanced at each other, both with disgusted looks on their faces.
"You both should perhaps think of a clever password..."
"Cornish Pixies..." Hermione said.
"Who said you could pick the password... please excuse her, she doesn't know what she is talking about... it should be Draco Malfoy."
"Oh please! Your name as the password? That's too stupid for even Pansy Parkinson to think up..."
"Fine then it should be Quantum materiae materietur marmota monax si marmota monax materiam possit materiari..."
"...What?? How am I supposed to remember all of that?? What does it mean anyway?" "How much wood can a woodchuck wood if a woodchuck could chuck wood... haha"
"You.Are.Impossible."
"Alright... in all seriousness, how about Ab Imo Pectore..."
"And that means...?"
"From the bottom of one's heart..."
"Oh... okay, fine we will go with that."
The Portrait hole opened up and Hermione stepped in first and as she did her jaw dropped. Draco began to step in into the Portrait hole but was blocked by Hermione... who stood still and awestruck. He grabbed her small waist into his hands and firmly and pushed her aside. The contact of Draco's hands on her hips sent a shiver down her spine and immediately broke her gaze away from the glorious common room.
"Don't touch me like that...!"
Draco looked to her and then back to the common room.
"Very nice place we have here if I might say so myself... not as nice as the new study we just added into the Malfoy Manor... but it is a definite improvement from those dingy common rooms we had to share with all sorts of people... well the same sort of filthy people are here seeing of your background... but I think the hearth rug will make up for that..." Draco walked to the middle of the common room onto the hearth rug.
"You are a complete jerk... have you ever thought of actually being nice to people for once? Besides, in 10 years the whole of the magical world will be interbred with muggleborns and purebloods... you just wait."
"That is the sad part of it... too bad..."
In fact... Draco was completely surprised on how the common room looked. He had just contained his amazement. It boggled his mind on how expensive the furniture and other objects were.
The common room was split into two different color schemes. One side was silver and green, the other red and gold. Both colors were the symbols of the two houses. Above the mantlepiece was a portrait of the Hogwarts Crest with a snake and lion... the two other animals were missing. On Hermione's side was a tall bookcase that held many books ready to be opened. Draco's side had many of his necessities as well. Quidditch items floated around and books on various subjects sat on his bookshelf.
In the middle of the common room was a large, squishy, comfortable looking couch that was meant to be shared. Two soft armchairs sat next to it on each side and a deep hearth rug sat in the middle in front of the already crackling fire.
Hermione walked over to the bookcase and ran her finger along the spines of the books, drinking in every title and yearning to open each and everyone of them and shower in their stories.
Draco watched her fascination. He watched her eyes light up and her gasps of excitement. She grabbed a book from the middle shelf and sat down on the comfortable couch. He laughed at her naive love of books and knowledge. She looked over to him as he sat down at the opposite end of the couch.
"And what is so amusing?"
"You. You get too worked up over the smallest things..."
She ignored him and began to open her book. A strange feeling began to enter Draco as he looked at her. She seemed so engrossed in the book as she turned the pages.
"We need a truce Granger..."
"...A what?"
"A truce, I will begin to get weary and tired if we keep fighting over stupid senseless things..."
"Well... alright"
"This does not mean we are friends... just that we will act civilly towards each other in this common room...Things will be as we were before outside of this common room..."
"Well... that makes life easier... so I will agree to your truce."
Draco held out his hand for her to shake. Hermione looked down at his hand and then looked into his eyes. She lifted her hand and took Draco's hand into hers. She felt a tingle rise up in her body. Draco felt her soft skin touch his hand. Her hand was warm... just like her brown eyes. Draco broke the gaze and let go of her hand and Hermione began to speak...
"That means no name calling Malfoy... no 'Mudblood'"
"Fine by me..."
Hermione sat up and picked up a book mark that sat on the desk next to the bookcase. She slipped the bookmark into the book and set the book down onto the desk.
"I bet the bedrooms are up here."
Hermione began climbing up the stairs and Draco decided to follow her. It was a stone spiral staircase and at the top were three doors. The 1st door was the washroom. Hermione grabbed the handle, but before she could open the door, Draco stopped it and began to speak.
"Lets get one thing straight. There is obviously only one bathroom... I go in first every morning"
"And that is fair?? How about whoever wakes up first?"
Draco let out a long sigh and closed his eyes "Fine, but you do not step foot into my room"
"And same rules for you Malfoy..."
Malfoy turned right and Hermione turned left and they both put their hands on their doorknobs that led to their sleeping quarters. Before they turned the doorknob, Hermione spoke up.
"I'm... sorry for barging in on you on the train... I didn't mean to..."
"...It's... Okay..." "Goodnight.."
"Uh..umm.. goodnight"
They both entered their rooms and closed the door behind them.
The rooms were beautiful.
Draco's room had a large canopy bed (king size) with silk forest green pillow covers and sheets and a black velvet comforter lay ontop of it. Hangings of a dark green were placed on the canopy bed to give more privacy when sleeping. Two black night stands sat on each side of the large bed. They had slithering snakes carved into them with two drawers in each. An armoire was located to the right of the door. It was a matching to the two nightstands. Even more black snakes were carved into them. A full length mirror was attached to the front of it. To the left of the entrance was a large dresser that matched carved snake furniture. It had 5 drawers that could be used for storage. A large wide window (4 panels) with french doors in the middle were located to the left side of the room. The french doors opened to the balcony that overlooked the forbidden forest. A fireplace was also present on the right side of the room. It was as if there was another common room located right in their sleeping quarters. Another door next to the fireplace opened up to a walk-in-closet. Draco's trunk sat at the foot of the bed with his broomstick. A beautiful painting of a snake hung above his bed.
Hermione's room had a large canopy bed as well. The sheets were made of silk and had a rich golden color to them. A large red velvet comforter draped across the bed. Many cushions adorned the bed. A picture of "Café at Night" by Van Gogh was hung above her bed. Two chestnut colored nightstands sat on each side of the bed with many carvings of lions and lioness'. A vase of roses sat on each night stand. An armoire was also located as well to the right of the door and to the left a dressing table where she could keep her precious jewelry. The same windows and french doors were located on the left side of the room. Her view, however, was of the lake. In September it looked magnificent. The lake could be seen ending with trees and mountains. A mini-common room was located on the other side of the room with the same walk in closet.
Draco and Hermione spent the rest of the night putting their things away in the dresser, armoire and closet. They then got ready for bed (taking turns for the bathroom).
Hermione put on a pair of pajamas. Cotton pajamas with small blue flowers, a cotton tanktop that matched, and a cardigan that matched as well. Draco got into his black silk boxers and pulled a robe over his shoulders.
Hermione took off the cardigan top and entered her bed and began to snuggle up to the cushions. The crackling fire set her to sleep. However, Draco lay on his bed thinking of the day... he then began to think of Hermione. The flutters and tingles came back to him... he had no clue what was coming over him... it confused him. An hour had passed. He could not sleep.
Draco sat up and began to walk towards his door. As he opened his door and began to walk towards the common room he stopped as he noticed Hermione's door slightly ajar. He walked slowly over towards her door and knocked lightly but no answer eminated from the room. He slowly opened the door and it finally revealed her room. It was the same architecture as Draco's was except the colors were different and her view was the lake. A cold breeze blew through the open french door's. Draco looked to the left of the room and saw her girlish dressing table. Unlike Draco's hers was a vanity... with a mirror and a small stool. He look down onto the dressing table and saw jewelry of all sorts. He picked up a small locket and opened it up... it was empty. He picked up a pair of earrings and a matching necklace. It was a silver necklace with the pendant filled with glittering diamonds. The glittering diamonds formed a small snowflake. A promise ring sat next to the earrings. A small gold band with a diamond in the middle. She didn't seem to wear too much jewelry and also seemed to be not much of a high maintenance girl. She had a hairbrush and a muggle hair product that probably tamed her hair a bit. She had no make up either as he casually looked in her drawers. Just the occasional chapsticks. He also picked up her perfume. It was called Issey Miyake... a muggle perfume perhaps. He sprayed it... and it smelled enticingly familiar... it smelled like her. He picked up a picture of her parents that lay ontop of the dressing table. They were hugging a small girl with brilliant curls. It wasn't even moving which startled Draco.
::These two must be her mudblood parents:: Draco thought to himself
Right next to the picture of her parents was a picture of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. All of them were smiling and Harry, looking windswept, had the snitch in his hands and was waving back. Another picture was on the other side of the dressing table. It was of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Harry and Ron had their arms around Hermione and were all smiling. Draco felt jealousy rise into him. For some reason he wanted to feel the closeness to Hermione as Harry and Ron did. Draco began to walk away from the dressing table towards the closet. He took a look inside and saw many school robes hung up neatly. A few cardigans and sweaters were also hung up. Shoes were organized by type on the floor. He then walked over to the Armoire where he became disgusted when he opened it up. Draco thought she was way too neat. Everything was neatly packed. A cold breeze finally came through the french doors that startled Draco which woke him up from his snoopfest. Draco quietly walked over to close the doors. He turned around and saw Hermione fast asleep in her king size bed. Draco began to walk toward's the sleeping Hermione but reluctantly. He kneeled next to the bed. The moonlight shown on her delicate face. She had a tanktop on and her strap had come off a bit. She seemed to be shivering. He pushed up the tanktop strap back on her shoulder. The feel of Hermione's shoulder on Draco's fingertips made him yearn to hold her closer. It was a strange feeling... it wasn't what he felt with Pansy... which was very erotic... but it was very different and peculiar. Draco took her velvet comforter into his hands and pulled it up onto her bare shoulders. She immediately stopped shivering. She began to move and Draco immediately sat up. A strand of curly hair fell onto her face. He looked at her as the moonlight shown onto her face. Draco lifted up his hand to her face... he gently brushed away the strand of hair behind her ear. He touched her crimson lips delicately and carefully with his fingertips. They were soft and he wanted to kiss them. He finally realized what he had done and where he was. Startled by what he was doing he left immediately, hoping that she had not woken up from his abrupt movement out of her room.
He had felt something and it had scared him... he wasn't supposed to feel what he felt... yet he did... and he could not help it.
However looking at her did... When he thought of her in that way, he felt disgusted with himself.
Hermione also thought of how horrid it would be to live with a Slytherin.
Draco and Hermione finally reached the Head Boy and Girl common room. The portrait hole had a picture of an old wizard with a long, white, snowy beard. The school motto was engraved into the golden frame ::Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus::
"I swear, Dumbledore is so daft"
"He is brilliant..."
"'Never tickle a sleeping dragon'... That means he has gone completely bonkers..."
"You would never understand him anyway Malfoy..."
"And I presume you two are the Head Boy and Head Girl?" The old man from the portrait said.
Hermione and Draco glanced at each other, both with disgusted looks on their faces.
"You both should perhaps think of a clever password..."
"Cornish Pixies..." Hermione said.
"Who said you could pick the password... please excuse her, she doesn't know what she is talking about... it should be Draco Malfoy."
"Oh please! Your name as the password? That's too stupid for even Pansy Parkinson to think up..."
"Fine then it should be Quantum materiae materietur marmota monax si marmota monax materiam possit materiari..."
"...What?? How am I supposed to remember all of that?? What does it mean anyway?" "How much wood can a woodchuck wood if a woodchuck could chuck wood... haha"
"You.Are.Impossible."
"Alright... in all seriousness, how about Ab Imo Pectore..."
"And that means...?"
"From the bottom of one's heart..."
"Oh... okay, fine we will go with that."
The Portrait hole opened up and Hermione stepped in first and as she did her jaw dropped. Draco began to step in into the Portrait hole but was blocked by Hermione... who stood still and awestruck. He grabbed her small waist into his hands and firmly and pushed her aside. The contact of Draco's hands on her hips sent a shiver down her spine and immediately broke her gaze away from the glorious common room.
"Don't touch me like that...!"
Draco looked to her and then back to the common room.
"Very nice place we have here if I might say so myself... not as nice as the new study we just added into the Malfoy Manor... but it is a definite improvement from those dingy common rooms we had to share with all sorts of people... well the same sort of filthy people are here seeing of your background... but I think the hearth rug will make up for that..." Draco walked to the middle of the common room onto the hearth rug.
"You are a complete jerk... have you ever thought of actually being nice to people for once? Besides, in 10 years the whole of the magical world will be interbred with muggleborns and purebloods... you just wait."
"That is the sad part of it... too bad..."
In fact... Draco was completely surprised on how the common room looked. He had just contained his amazement. It boggled his mind on how expensive the furniture and other objects were.
The common room was split into two different color schemes. One side was silver and green, the other red and gold. Both colors were the symbols of the two houses. Above the mantlepiece was a portrait of the Hogwarts Crest with a snake and lion... the two other animals were missing. On Hermione's side was a tall bookcase that held many books ready to be opened. Draco's side had many of his necessities as well. Quidditch items floated around and books on various subjects sat on his bookshelf.
In the middle of the common room was a large, squishy, comfortable looking couch that was meant to be shared. Two soft armchairs sat next to it on each side and a deep hearth rug sat in the middle in front of the already crackling fire.
Hermione walked over to the bookcase and ran her finger along the spines of the books, drinking in every title and yearning to open each and everyone of them and shower in their stories.
Draco watched her fascination. He watched her eyes light up and her gasps of excitement. She grabbed a book from the middle shelf and sat down on the comfortable couch. He laughed at her naive love of books and knowledge. She looked over to him as he sat down at the opposite end of the couch.
"And what is so amusing?"
"You. You get too worked up over the smallest things..."
She ignored him and began to open her book. A strange feeling began to enter Draco as he looked at her. She seemed so engrossed in the book as she turned the pages.
"We need a truce Granger..."
"...A what?"
"A truce, I will begin to get weary and tired if we keep fighting over stupid senseless things..."
"Well... alright"
"This does not mean we are friends... just that we will act civilly towards each other in this common room...Things will be as we were before outside of this common room..."
"Well... that makes life easier... so I will agree to your truce."
Draco held out his hand for her to shake. Hermione looked down at his hand and then looked into his eyes. She lifted her hand and took Draco's hand into hers. She felt a tingle rise up in her body. Draco felt her soft skin touch his hand. Her hand was warm... just like her brown eyes. Draco broke the gaze and let go of her hand and Hermione began to speak...
"That means no name calling Malfoy... no 'Mudblood'"
"Fine by me..."
Hermione sat up and picked up a book mark that sat on the desk next to the bookcase. She slipped the bookmark into the book and set the book down onto the desk.
"I bet the bedrooms are up here."
Hermione began climbing up the stairs and Draco decided to follow her. It was a stone spiral staircase and at the top were three doors. The 1st door was the washroom. Hermione grabbed the handle, but before she could open the door, Draco stopped it and began to speak.
"Lets get one thing straight. There is obviously only one bathroom... I go in first every morning"
"And that is fair?? How about whoever wakes up first?"
Draco let out a long sigh and closed his eyes "Fine, but you do not step foot into my room"
"And same rules for you Malfoy..."
Malfoy turned right and Hermione turned left and they both put their hands on their doorknobs that led to their sleeping quarters. Before they turned the doorknob, Hermione spoke up.
"I'm... sorry for barging in on you on the train... I didn't mean to..."
"...It's... Okay..." "Goodnight.."
"Uh..umm.. goodnight"
They both entered their rooms and closed the door behind them.
The rooms were beautiful.
Draco's room had a large canopy bed (king size) with silk forest green pillow covers and sheets and a black velvet comforter lay ontop of it. Hangings of a dark green were placed on the canopy bed to give more privacy when sleeping. Two black night stands sat on each side of the large bed. They had slithering snakes carved into them with two drawers in each. An armoire was located to the right of the door. It was a matching to the two nightstands. Even more black snakes were carved into them. A full length mirror was attached to the front of it. To the left of the entrance was a large dresser that matched carved snake furniture. It had 5 drawers that could be used for storage. A large wide window (4 panels) with french doors in the middle were located to the left side of the room. The french doors opened to the balcony that overlooked the forbidden forest. A fireplace was also present on the right side of the room. It was as if there was another common room located right in their sleeping quarters. Another door next to the fireplace opened up to a walk-in-closet. Draco's trunk sat at the foot of the bed with his broomstick. A beautiful painting of a snake hung above his bed.
Hermione's room had a large canopy bed as well. The sheets were made of silk and had a rich golden color to them. A large red velvet comforter draped across the bed. Many cushions adorned the bed. A picture of "Café at Night" by Van Gogh was hung above her bed. Two chestnut colored nightstands sat on each side of the bed with many carvings of lions and lioness'. A vase of roses sat on each night stand. An armoire was also located as well to the right of the door and to the left a dressing table where she could keep her precious jewelry. The same windows and french doors were located on the left side of the room. Her view, however, was of the lake. In September it looked magnificent. The lake could be seen ending with trees and mountains. A mini-common room was located on the other side of the room with the same walk in closet.
Draco and Hermione spent the rest of the night putting their things away in the dresser, armoire and closet. They then got ready for bed (taking turns for the bathroom).
Hermione put on a pair of pajamas. Cotton pajamas with small blue flowers, a cotton tanktop that matched, and a cardigan that matched as well. Draco got into his black silk boxers and pulled a robe over his shoulders.
Hermione took off the cardigan top and entered her bed and began to snuggle up to the cushions. The crackling fire set her to sleep. However, Draco lay on his bed thinking of the day... he then began to think of Hermione. The flutters and tingles came back to him... he had no clue what was coming over him... it confused him. An hour had passed. He could not sleep.
Draco sat up and began to walk towards his door. As he opened his door and began to walk towards the common room he stopped as he noticed Hermione's door slightly ajar. He walked slowly over towards her door and knocked lightly but no answer eminated from the room. He slowly opened the door and it finally revealed her room. It was the same architecture as Draco's was except the colors were different and her view was the lake. A cold breeze blew through the open french door's. Draco looked to the left of the room and saw her girlish dressing table. Unlike Draco's hers was a vanity... with a mirror and a small stool. He look down onto the dressing table and saw jewelry of all sorts. He picked up a small locket and opened it up... it was empty. He picked up a pair of earrings and a matching necklace. It was a silver necklace with the pendant filled with glittering diamonds. The glittering diamonds formed a small snowflake. A promise ring sat next to the earrings. A small gold band with a diamond in the middle. She didn't seem to wear too much jewelry and also seemed to be not much of a high maintenance girl. She had a hairbrush and a muggle hair product that probably tamed her hair a bit. She had no make up either as he casually looked in her drawers. Just the occasional chapsticks. He also picked up her perfume. It was called Issey Miyake... a muggle perfume perhaps. He sprayed it... and it smelled enticingly familiar... it smelled like her. He picked up a picture of her parents that lay ontop of the dressing table. They were hugging a small girl with brilliant curls. It wasn't even moving which startled Draco.
::These two must be her mudblood parents:: Draco thought to himself
Right next to the picture of her parents was a picture of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. All of them were smiling and Harry, looking windswept, had the snitch in his hands and was waving back. Another picture was on the other side of the dressing table. It was of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Harry and Ron had their arms around Hermione and were all smiling. Draco felt jealousy rise into him. For some reason he wanted to feel the closeness to Hermione as Harry and Ron did. Draco began to walk away from the dressing table towards the closet. He took a look inside and saw many school robes hung up neatly. A few cardigans and sweaters were also hung up. Shoes were organized by type on the floor. He then walked over to the Armoire where he became disgusted when he opened it up. Draco thought she was way too neat. Everything was neatly packed. A cold breeze finally came through the french doors that startled Draco which woke him up from his snoopfest. Draco quietly walked over to close the doors. He turned around and saw Hermione fast asleep in her king size bed. Draco began to walk toward's the sleeping Hermione but reluctantly. He kneeled next to the bed. The moonlight shown on her delicate face. She had a tanktop on and her strap had come off a bit. She seemed to be shivering. He pushed up the tanktop strap back on her shoulder. The feel of Hermione's shoulder on Draco's fingertips made him yearn to hold her closer. It was a strange feeling... it wasn't what he felt with Pansy... which was very erotic... but it was very different and peculiar. Draco took her velvet comforter into his hands and pulled it up onto her bare shoulders. She immediately stopped shivering. She began to move and Draco immediately sat up. A strand of curly hair fell onto her face. He looked at her as the moonlight shown onto her face. Draco lifted up his hand to her face... he gently brushed away the strand of hair behind her ear. He touched her crimson lips delicately and carefully with his fingertips. They were soft and he wanted to kiss them. He finally realized what he had done and where he was. Startled by what he was doing he left immediately, hoping that she had not woken up from his abrupt movement out of her room.
He had felt something and it had scared him... he wasn't supposed to feel what he felt... yet he did... and he could not help it.