Ah, no such luck. Hermione was already in her room, he could see her brushing her long golden brown hair through a crack in her bedroom door. She was wearing a simple black silk nightie but for the first time ever Draco actually looked at her with something resembling awe. He realised that this Mudblood bitch that he was forced to share with was actually...well.... Attractive! The realisation of this thought caused Draco to shudder slightly and release a ragged breath. He shook himself to try and shake the thought away and turned quickly and headed towards the bathroom for a cold shower.
The next day came quickly and soon sunlight poured into both Draco and Hermione's rooms casting a painfully bright beam of sunlight directly towards them. They both woke up and immediately squinted to avoid damage to their eyes. Hermione rolled over and bathed her back in the warm sunlight whereas Draco fumbled for his wand and shouted "Opacus". The window immediately turned to a dull black colour once again throwing the room into darkness.
Hermione dragged herself out of her bed first, and headed towards the bathroom to begin her morning routine. Wash, Cleanse, Tone, Brush teeth, Brush hair, Deoderpotion, Fragrance charm, and a new addition to her routine, apply neutral mascara. She had only reached Tone when there was a loud bang on the bathroom door.
"Granger! Get out of there! I am a Malfoy and I wait for the toilet for no-one!" His words had no effect on Hermione as she carried on with the next part, Brush teeth. "Alohamora!" The door to the bathroom flew open revealing a Dishevelled looking Malfoy wearing pyjamas with little broomsticks on.
'huh, who'd have thought a Malfoy would wear broomstick PJ's?' Hermione thought with a small inward chuckle.
"Move it Granger! I'm losing patience!" Draco's eyes glowed with a Silver energy.
"Is there shumfig I can hewp woo wif?" Hermione said as she continued to brush her teeth, a small amount of creamy foam gathering at the corners of her mouth. She realised she sounded stupid trying to talk with a mouth full of toothpaste but she refused to let Malfoy disturb her outline.
"YES ACTUALLY!" Hermione noted a slight red colour beginning to creep into Draco's usually pale face.
"Well?" she replied keeping perfectly calm and only breaking eye contact to spit.
"GET OOOOUUUUTTTTT!" Draco screamed in an unnaturally high voice for a man of his age.
"In a minute." Hermione rinsed her toothbrush and slowly replaced it in the holder and picked up her Hairbrush. She slowly began the task of taming the long wavy locks of hair. Thoughts of the previous night suddenly returned to Draco and his stern glare softened a bit. Knowing that he couldn't win without using an unforgivable he decided to leave. He thudded angrily back to his room and sat in a mood on the end of his bed waiting for Hermione to finish.
10 minutes later and Hermione emerged and waved a nonchalant hand towards Draco.
"its free now." She said as the door to her bedroom shut tightly behind her. Once the door was safely closed she let out a girlie giggle, sunk to the floor and closed her eyes, remembering how evil she had been towards Draco. And for a fleeting moment she thought of how cute he looked when he was angry.