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Chapter II

The feast was jolly as normal. Ron and Harry discussing Quidditch, Parvati and Lavender juicing up the latest gossip, and Dumbledore giving a very short, but enlightening speech.

"Has anyone noticed where Malfoy went?" Ron said in suspicion.

"Yea, he's actually the real head boy and Zambini is filling in for him." Hermione said.

"Ugg! They're forcing you to be head boy with that ferret?!" Ron said in disgust. Harry looked equally disgusted at this idea.

"I know, shocking isn't it."

"He's probably doing work for Voldemort, oh Ron get over it." Harry said in annoyance.

"Like father, like son." Harry continued darkly.

After the feast, the trio parted ways, and Hermione went to the main entrance to see McGonagall.

"Oy, Granger!"

"Hello friend of ferret." Hermione said calmly as she walked up to Blaise.

"Oh shut up Mudblood." Blaise said, quite taken aback.

"So where is Ferret anyway, is he ever coming back?" She asked, trying to act casual.

"Why, do you care?" He joked.

"Oh, yea, because I wanna know when to schedule his welcome back party." Her words dripping with sarcasm.

"Anyways, it's none of your business where he is mudblood."

"Whatever."

"Ah, there you two are, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Peeves set a Niffler in Professor Flitwick's office, poor man, he nearly fainted!" The Professor was flushed and out of breath.

"Anyway, this way to you tower." She made to leave, but the pair froze in their tracks.

"Excuse me professor, but should I be under the impression that Granger and I are to share a dormitory?" Blaise asked in shock. Hermione was equally shocked with her mouth open.

"Yes, Mr. Zambini, you should be under that impression because you see, I just said it. Now, no more of this nonsense, this way."

"Professor, I really must protest. Is it absolutely necessary, I mean, I'm sure we will be better off in our own house dormitories." Hermione said with a hint of pleading in her voice.

"Please Miss Granger, I'll have none of that. It is Hogwarts tradition for the heads to share a common room, that is how it has always been, and that is how it will continue to be done. Now please, this way." The Professor's mouth was a very fine line, a warning to stop talking.

"Yes Professor." They chimed in unison.

They followed McGonagall to a dark corridor lit only by torches illuminating the dreary stone walls. At the end of the hallway, there was a simple black, velvet curtain. They walked up to it and the Professor said the words "Dragon Scales". The curtain swayed back and forth, then split apart, revealing a large wooden door with a brass handle. They walked in.

The room was magnificent. I'll leave to your imaginations to think of the layout for the room.

"Now.." McGonagall smiled at the looks on their faces. "I will leave you two to explore the space, please note, there is one bathroom for you two to share. Goodnight." And with that, she left.

"Okay, rule number one while we're here, no girls in the common room, at least while I'm in the premises… and same goes for me with boys." Hermione stated in a very businesslike tone.

Blasie snorted, "Ha! What boys?"

"Oh shut up. Git." She said, but the truthfulness of his statement lingered in the air.

"Rule number two, I don't want Pothead and Weasel King in here, ever."

"Harry and Ron can come in here whenever they wish to, and that doesn't concern you." She said with particular emphasis on the words "Harry and Ron"

"Whatever, I don't want them in my sight." Blaise answered.

"Well, since, I'm Head Girl, and you're the substitute of Head Boy, I think I deserve a little more power in this situation." she said very matter-of-factly.

"Well, it's a good thing I'm not, so I wont have to put up with you all year, oh poor Draco."

Hermione shot him a glare and went to her room to change for bed. She threw on a pair of gray sweats and a red tank top, and went back into the common room to read. As she was walking out she spotted Blaise tying a letter to an owl. Hermione swore she heard Blaise tell the bird "Draco at St. Mungo's".

A/N: dun dun dun. Draco! At St Mungos! Ay me!haha