Disclaimer: I dreamt that I owned Harry Potter once, but as they say in Cinderella, "a dream is a wish your heart makes"... so I guess I just wished I owned Harry Potter.

Review for me guys... I really want to know how you feel...

ilovetom88: thanks... yes yes Draco is moving in, and that entails bringing chaos to the Granger household.

Sam-453: it was rushed a bit... I had class and I wanted to upload it before I had to go so... and yeah I am hoping it will be a lot of fun.

Teen Queen: if I have my way, you'll like where this is going I promise.

Draco's all mine: I intend to keep going.

fallingnightmare: um... thanks for the quote of inspiration, and yeah... normally I'm a great speller (is that a word?), but like I said earlier I was in a rush to get to class, but yeah let me give you a quote of wisdom "in a parallel universe, up would be down, and boy bands would play instruments" yeah I know I doesn't help, but it's funny.

lil steph: yes there is more though I don't think it exactly counts as soon.

Kwa: all will be explained... give it time grasshopper. (hahaha)

XXXpinkkitty5467: Helena it is...

Seriusdenial: I shall repeat again and again that it was rushed.. I will try to make this one better though, okay.

Lucifer's Garden: thank you and I will continue.

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Yokai Cesia and Chi: thanks

kiss-of-cuteness: I promise... I will explain everything just give it time.

Monkeys rok my sox: well HG's father wont be seen much in this maybe at like meal times but that is it, and the rent thing may come into play, but for right now they are taking pity on the Malfoys.

harrybaby: this was the soonest possible sorry.

FalafelPrincessC: yes this is set in a lot of places. One: the Malfoy mansion, two: diagon alley, and three: the granger household.

Here we go again...

Draco Malfoy was leaning against the kitchen counter in his mansion. "We do have money. Look at this place."

"No, Draco, we don't. We never thought a day like this would come, so we never saved. We have no money in the bank, and our house is being repossessed. Draco, we are povertous." His mother said, as she packed her clothes in a trunk.

"Povertous is not a word, so it can't be true." Draco replied disbelievingly.

"Just because I made up a word doesn't make my statement made up." Narcissa threw a sweater at her son.

"Mom, I thought we hated the Grangers... I thought we hated all muggles." He folded his mother's clothing.

"No. Your father hated muggles. I had no problem with them." She sat on her bed, and put the pair of pants she was folding next to her. "Don't be like your father, Draco. He cared for only his family. He was killed for being heartless. Don't end up like that." Narcissa began folding clothes again.

Draco exited his mother's old bedroom, and went to his own. He a lot to pack. It turns out there was only one guest room in the Granger's house, and it had only one bed, but Hermione's room had "bunk beds", whatever those are, Draco thought. I hated Granger for seven years, and now I actually have to sleep with her... in her room, not really with her... okay... I'm okay.

There was a knock on his door. "Yeah." He called thinking it was his mother.

"Sorry, buddy. I'm taking that bed, and that dresser." A large burly man came in.

"Yeah. Of course." Draco said, threw the last of his clothing in the trunk, and heaved it outside. "Mom, where are they taking our stuff?"

"To some pawn shop. It's called liquidation." Narcissa replied as she sat on her trunk, and waited for the Granger's car.

"It's called bankruptcy, and it sucks." Draco said, and sat next to his mother.

The grangers arrived, not in a car, but on broomsticks. "I'm not flying with my son." Narcissa had stated. "He flies like a maniac."

Narcissa and Helena Granger boarded one broomstick, and took off. "See you at home." Helena yelled to her daughter.

"How about we drag a rope from the broom, and you can hold on to that." Draco sneered.

"How about I leave you here to find your own way to my house." Hermione retorted.

"Fine, but I control it, you just give the directions." Draco climbed on the broomstick, and Hermione got one behind him. She wrapped her arms around his torso, and squealed as he took off from the ground.

"Oh, I hate flying, I hate flying. I hate flying." She repeated as if it were her mantra.

"That can't make you feel better." Draco said to her.

"Sh... and keep your eyes out front." She screamed as Draco did a barrel roll in mid-air.

They reached to house in no time, and Draco choked back a laugh when he saw that it was painted pink and blue. I can't live here. It looks like a dollhouse. He thought.

The two graduates walked inside, and found their mothers having tea. "Hermione, why don't you show Draco your room?" Helena Granger said.

Draco silently followed her up the stairs, and down a landing to a door that was painted pink, and had white flowers on it the spelled out, "'Mione".

Draco walked inside and saw the walls. "It's very... purple." He stated.

"My favorite color, you know." Hermione explained.

"Why?" Draco asked flatly.

"Purple evokes romantic and nostalgic feelings." She explained. "What's your favorite color?"

"Black." Again, there was flatness to his voice.

"Really... What is it?" she persisted.

"Red. It reminds me of passion, anger, love, hate, and romance, all of those emotions that take over your body because you can't control them." Draco confessed, and then blushed.

"Which shade? Light or dark?" Hermione asked.

"Both." Draco told her.

"Light red represents joy, sexuality, passion, sensitivity, and love, and dark red is associated with vigor, willpower, rage, anger, leadership, courage, longing, malice, and wrath. They say your favorite color tells a lot about you." Hermione say on a bed that was covered by another bed. "Take Ron for example, his favorite color is orange, and that corresponds to desire, sexual passion, pleasure, domination, aggression, and thirst for action. All Ron."

"What's Potter's?" Draco asked.

"If you must know, green, like his eyes. Green is associated with emotional healing and protection. Harry." Hermione replied.

"Who is that?" Draco pointed a finger towards a poster on Hermione's wall." There was a picture of a muggle boy band.

"They sing." She stuck up for her favorite band.

"They are?" Draco asked again.

"Dream Street." Hermione sniffed.

"Oh. I see." Draco changed the subject so as not to offend Hermione more by laughing. "So can you tell something by a second favorite color?"

"Yeah." Hermione said. "Mine is blue and blue means sky, heaven, and water."

"Okay. Mine is gold." Draco said.

"Gold evokes the feeling of prestige. The meaning of gold is illumination, wisdom, and wealth. Gold often symbolizes high quality." Hermione replied.

"Did you memorize this from somewhere?" Draco asked.

"Yes. The internet." She stood up, placed her laptop in Draco's lap, and showed him, what a computer was for.

"Amazing." Draco said.

"Isn't it though?" Hermione sat next to him, and typed in a web address.

The color wheel on which she had learned to meanings of the colors popped up. "This is where I got all my information." Hermione told him.

"So is anything on here?" he asked.

"Yeah. I would say so." Hermione replied as she checked her email.

"What about Hogwarts?" Draco said.

"Maybe. I never searched for it before." Hermione deleted all of her messages, and went to a search engine.

The two searched Hogwarts, and nothing was found.

"I didn't think so." Draco replied glumly.

"Do you miss school?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah. You?" he answered.

"Yeah." She agreed.

"Definitely not for the same reason." Draco added.

"Of course not." Hermione laughed.

"Who else can we do for colors?" Draco asked.

"Your mom." Hermione responded.

"Yellow. Bright yellow." Draco gagged.

"It's associated with joy, happiness, intellect, and energy." Hermione read aloud. "My mom, pink."

"Pink signifies romance, love, and friendship. It denotes feminine qualities and passiveness." Draco read this time.

"My dad, dark green." Hermione said and scrolled down, "Dark green is associated with ambition, greed, and jealousy. That is nothing like my father."

"My dad. Black." Draco became solemn. "Black is associated with power, elegance, formality, death, evil, and mystery."

"Well, that's enough internet for one day." Hermione shut the laptop, and put it on her desk.

"Yeah." Draco agreed. "Yeah it is."

Author's Note: What did you think? I hope you like it. Credit for the color meanings goes to . It was amazing to find out all of this. Anyways leave a review... thanks.