Author's Note: All characters and places don't belong to me! I really hope you already knew that!!!
Hermione bumped past Draco impatiently because he was purposely taking his time getting in. Draco replied, "Jeez Granger...you don't have to be so rude." Hermione rolled her eyes, thinking "Jerk..."
A house elf was in the den area, and when Draco and Hermione entered, the elf scampered away. The common room was absolutely breathtaking. It seemed that the elves were up working on it, because it was painted accordingly; one side had a green and silver couch, green carpet, green paint on the walls and ceiling, and paintings of serpents and things that would please a Slytherin, and on the opposite side was all the furniture, paint, and paintings were the same, only red and gold (not to mention, the paintings would please a Gryffindor). There were two staircases that lead to a black tiled platform. There were two black doors, and in the middle of those doors was another black door.
Hermione went up the stairs to the left and opened the door. She immediately slammed the door, "This one's yours" she said. Draco, confused, went up to the room. He opened the door and sniggered. The room was painted green, had green carpet, green and silver curtains, green bed spread with green and silver pillow cases (and upon further inspection, silver sheets under the comforter), green furniture with silver handles; a Slytherin's dream. Draco plopped down on the bed, thinking that it was perfect for what he had plans for.
Hermione went over the black platform to the middle door. Inside revealed the bathroom, but half of it was red and gold, and the other side was green and silver. The shower was in the middle, and half of the curtain was green and silver and the other side was red and gold. The toilet was green and silver while the mirror and sink were red and gold. She shut the door, walked over to the last door and opened it. Her jaw dropped at the sight. Her room was painted red with red carpet, red and gold curtains, red bed spread with red and gold pillow cases (and, just like in Draco's room, gold sheets under the red comforter), red furniture with gold handles; a Gryffindor's dream. Hermione plopped down on the bed, thinking this was her taste of heaven.
Hermione eventually got up and checked in the drawers... all of her clothes were put away neatly. Then, she went and checked the closet... the closet was full of extra robes. She was very excited... this was much better than the Gryffindor tower! By the sounds of it, Professor Snape had come into the common room because somebody was calling Draco and herself down to the den.
When Hermione arrived downstairs, Snape was in the room and Draco was already waiting for her. Snape's pursed lips flapped open as he said, "By the way, you two need to set an example. You don't necessarily need to get along, but just don't cause any unnecessary mischief." Professor Snape winked at Draco, and Hermione rolled her eyes to a different direction. Snape pursed his lips again, then continued, "I know I said you don't have to get along, but if you are in public, you better. If not, you will have to deal with me. I hope you get to know each other... to some extent or another." Hermione darted a nasty look towards Snape, but he just sniggered and left. Hermione followed him out with her eyes, but when she turned around, Draco was right in front of her face. She would have gasped and stumbled backwards, but he put his hand over her mouth. He spoke to her, "Granger... now that we are alone..." Hermione became concerned... her eyebrows and eyes showed it. Draco smirked slightly and stared into her eyes. He had every intention of telling her it was going to be his way or the highway and to follow suit, but when his eyes caught hers, he became lost in them. Hermione fell captive to his alluring stares and she felt like her body was melting. Draco tried to play this to his advantage, "Granger, now listen to me...", but he couldn't. He stormed away into his room and flopped on the bed.
Hermione bumped past Draco impatiently because he was purposely taking his time getting in. Draco replied, "Jeez Granger...you don't have to be so rude." Hermione rolled her eyes, thinking "Jerk..."
A house elf was in the den area, and when Draco and Hermione entered, the elf scampered away. The common room was absolutely breathtaking. It seemed that the elves were up working on it, because it was painted accordingly; one side had a green and silver couch, green carpet, green paint on the walls and ceiling, and paintings of serpents and things that would please a Slytherin, and on the opposite side was all the furniture, paint, and paintings were the same, only red and gold (not to mention, the paintings would please a Gryffindor). There were two staircases that lead to a black tiled platform. There were two black doors, and in the middle of those doors was another black door.
Hermione went up the stairs to the left and opened the door. She immediately slammed the door, "This one's yours" she said. Draco, confused, went up to the room. He opened the door and sniggered. The room was painted green, had green carpet, green and silver curtains, green bed spread with green and silver pillow cases (and upon further inspection, silver sheets under the comforter), green furniture with silver handles; a Slytherin's dream. Draco plopped down on the bed, thinking that it was perfect for what he had plans for.
Hermione went over the black platform to the middle door. Inside revealed the bathroom, but half of it was red and gold, and the other side was green and silver. The shower was in the middle, and half of the curtain was green and silver and the other side was red and gold. The toilet was green and silver while the mirror and sink were red and gold. She shut the door, walked over to the last door and opened it. Her jaw dropped at the sight. Her room was painted red with red carpet, red and gold curtains, red bed spread with red and gold pillow cases (and, just like in Draco's room, gold sheets under the red comforter), red furniture with gold handles; a Gryffindor's dream. Hermione plopped down on the bed, thinking this was her taste of heaven.
Hermione eventually got up and checked in the drawers... all of her clothes were put away neatly. Then, she went and checked the closet... the closet was full of extra robes. She was very excited... this was much better than the Gryffindor tower! By the sounds of it, Professor Snape had come into the common room because somebody was calling Draco and herself down to the den.
When Hermione arrived downstairs, Snape was in the room and Draco was already waiting for her. Snape's pursed lips flapped open as he said, "By the way, you two need to set an example. You don't necessarily need to get along, but just don't cause any unnecessary mischief." Professor Snape winked at Draco, and Hermione rolled her eyes to a different direction. Snape pursed his lips again, then continued, "I know I said you don't have to get along, but if you are in public, you better. If not, you will have to deal with me. I hope you get to know each other... to some extent or another." Hermione darted a nasty look towards Snape, but he just sniggered and left. Hermione followed him out with her eyes, but when she turned around, Draco was right in front of her face. She would have gasped and stumbled backwards, but he put his hand over her mouth. He spoke to her, "Granger... now that we are alone..." Hermione became concerned... her eyebrows and eyes showed it. Draco smirked slightly and stared into her eyes. He had every intention of telling her it was going to be his way or the highway and to follow suit, but when his eyes caught hers, he became lost in them. Hermione fell captive to his alluring stares and she felt like her body was melting. Draco tried to play this to his advantage, "Granger, now listen to me...", but he couldn't. He stormed away into his room and flopped on the bed.