Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER.
A/n: I am so sorry about the incredible six-day wait for this chapter. Though I'm sure it doesn't really matter because only one person that I know of is reading it.
This chapter goes out to my most faithful reviewer: sundaym0rning!
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Chapter Six: Head's Quarters
Padma's POV
"Why did you kiss me?" Ron said, blushing. I didn't really know what to say. So I decided to tell the truth.
"Well, in the letter that you wrote it said that you liked me. And to er….tell you the truth, I really like you. I was just really happy, so I kissed you and split. Does that make any sense?" I asked as we turned the corner by the statue of Boris the Bewildered.
"Actually, it makes really good sense. I'm glad you told me." He smiled, I blushed. We saw a painting of a ship right by the statue.
"This must be the entrance." I said aloud.
"Lemon drop." He said. The painting swung open. We stepped inside. When the painting closed, I stood in the middle of the Common Room part and gasped. It was absolutely fabulous. It wasn't full of chandeliers and all fancy-like but really home-ish. That's how I wanted it to be. On my left there was a fireplace with a sapphire couch in front of it and some maroon armchairs. The carpet was white and the wallpaper was a really fancy print in the colours of our two houses. I walked around and found my room was on the left. I looked at the door. It had my name in blue in a really fancy font with an eagle right next to it.
I looked to the right and saw Ron examining his door as well. His was just like mine only the words were in red and it had a lion right next to it. I took a breath and opened my door. The room was awesome. All the furniture was blue and the walls and carpet were a light grey. I had no problem with this because my favourite colour happened to be blue and I really like grey. I ran and jumped onto my bed. God, it was comfy. The sheets were really warm and I could have fallen asleep right then and there. Across the way from me there was a dresser with a muggle stereo on it. Wow! Someone must have known I love music.
I got up and looked at the CD's. Oh my goodness. All of The Beatles CD's. I will now die happy. I felt like listening to a happy song, so I plopped in the Magical Mystery Tour CD. I turned it to Penny Lane and went and laid down on my bed and closed my eyes. I was almost asleep when Ron came in my room.
"Sorry, did I wake you up? I only came in to bring in your luggage. It was outside your door. And I really liked the music you were playing. What is it?" He said.
"It's The Beatles. They are a muggle band. Two of them are dead, but they're still awesome." I said, suddenly feeling awake. I sat on the edge of my bed. I spoke again, "So how's your room?"
"It's pretty cool. Everything's red and grey. It's good, but not the greatest colour combination."
"Do you want me to make it look better?" I asked. I wanted to help him, but mostly I just wanted to see his room.
"Sure." He said with a smile. We walked over to his room and it was set up just like mine, stereo and all, except he had a chess table right outside on his balcony.
"Hey, I want a chess table on my balcony." I said smiling. He laughed. "So I was thinking tan would go way better than grey. I'll do it for you." I muttered the incantation, and the walls turned to tan. It looked way better than the grey walls.
"Thanks." He said. "Do you want to play a game of chess?"
"Sure. First, let me go turn of my stereo." I stated. I walked to my room and I saw a chess et right outside on my balcony. Cool. I called Ron from my room and said, "Hey, I guess the room's take orders. Do you want to play on my balcony?"
I heard a reply, "Okay." As he started walking to my room I put in my Beatles' 1 CD. He came into my room and we walked out onto the balcony and played.
When we were done, (Ron won) we lingered in my room. I sat on the edge of my bed. He followed suit. The song 'I Want To Hold Your Hand' came on. He looked at me.
(the lyrics):
"I'll tell you something I think you'll understand
When I say that something I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand
Oh, please say to me you'll let me be your man
And please say to me you'll let me hold your hand
Not, let me hold your hand
I want to hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide
Yeah, you got that something I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide
Yeah, you got that something I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand
I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand"
At some point during the song, I really couldn't tell, Ron gently grabbed my hand and held it. We sat ther for a while. I couldn't tell how long.
A/n: I hope you liked this chapter. And, yes, I am a huge fan of The Beatles. (I don't own them or their songs.) Well, please review. Next chapter soon.