Chapter 2: Typical Draco Malfoy
Draco's heart was biting very fast as if it was planning to burst out of his chest. 'I can't believe we will live together!' he thought to himself, he was very pleased. Pansy sent him comforting looks and said as he sat down "Oh, you poor thing, living with the ugly mudblood…don't worry, I'll come visit you everyday!" she gave him a kiss on the cheek, but he quickly wiped it away.
When dinner was over, Professor McGonagall came toward him, Hermione walking a few steps behind her. "Mr. Malfoy, please come. I'll show you two to your dormitories." she said calmly. He got up and followed her, walking behind Hermione, watching her every move. 'She looks so good, her body moves so freely when she's not nervous' he thought.
They kept walking until they saw their portrait. "Wow! That's beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed. Draco, who kept his sight on Hermione's butt the entire time, looked up and was also amazed at what he saw. Of course he didn't make such a big deal of it like Hermione did. Like a well practiced Malfoy, he kept his thoughts to himself.
They stopped in front of a portrait of two mermaids (who seemed to be in love and spent every second they had to exchange liquids), on the 3rd floor. "This is the entrance to you dormitory; you are not allowed to give anyone the password. It is your responsibility to change it once a week." Professor McGonagall said to them, they replied with a nod.
"Caramel shoes!" said Professor McGonagall, the portrait twisted on its side and revealed the entrance to a big common room. When they entered, Draco and Hermione's luggage was already waiting for them on the carpet.
"Well, this is your common room; I'll leave you two alone to adjust quietly." Said Professor McGonagall and left, closing the portrait on her way out.
Hermione was amazed by how beautiful the room looked. There was a fireplace in the middle of the room, surrounded with sofas and comfortable looking armchairs. The entire room was decorated equally with red and green, it was very elegant.
Hermione turned to her right and saw a firm wooden door with a sign that said 'Draco'. Before she noticed Draco entered his room, slamming the door behind him.
She found it very rude but didn't show any emotion. She continued scanning the room with her eyes. Behind the fireplace, on the farthest wall in the room was a door with a 'bathroom' sign. On her left she saw her room; the door was open and welcomed her to enter. She stepped inside her room and gave a long sigh for she liked the room very much.
After organizing everything in place and a quick shower she cuddled in her bed, thinking about the long and exhausting day she had. It's only been a couple of hours since her worst nightmare happened; Malfoy had entered her life in a way she didn't like.
She wondered how Draco feels; they didn't speak since they entered their common room. She didn't know the same questions were running in a blond boy's head just a couple of walls away from her.
But that blond boy hit himself on the forehead for having those questions and fell asleep.
Draco woke up to a beautiful Sunday morning. The sun came in through the windows and warmed him softly. He felt really lazy and didn't want to get up; he figured he'll the entire day in bed, he's done that before. When he heard Hermione's feet walking in the common room he jumped to his feet, forgetting his laziness.
He opened his door and found Hermione sitting one of the couches, eating a piece of toast.
Hermione saw his figure entering the room from the corner of her eye. She didn't pay too much attention to him but said "Good morning to you too."
"G'mornin…" he said while yawning as if threatening to swallow the world with his mouth. Hermione turned her head to him and had to stop herself from sighing and melting at his feet. He was shirtless, only in boxers. His long, blond hair all messed up, parts of it standing up and some sticking from the back.
'…he's so cute…so natural…so sexy…' she was amazed of the words her mind was using to describe the person in front of her.
"I wish everyday was Saturday…" she sighed to herself while chewing on her toast.
"And way is that? Can't be because there are no classes, it is you after all" he said with so much cockiness in his voice, he never spoke in that tone before "..so it has to be because you wake up to see my amazingly sexy body due to fortunate consequences of Heads rules, which makes you lucky mudblood live with such high moral man such as I!" his famous smirk rose up so fast to his lips.
Hermione wouldn't tolerate this abuse anymore; she got up and stood in front of him, staring him straight in the eyes. "I can't stand you anymore, I've tried to be nice and cooperative but you can't seem to blend in!" she practically barked these words in his face.
Her hand rose up to his cheek, her goal: slap straight in, middle of cheek, double speed for more pain. Draco knew it was coming, he practically asked for it. He was ready, more ready than she thought.
Her hand was still in it's lane to his cheek, but he surprised her. He bent forward towards her, her hand caught is neck. She was shocked at his movements which made her pull her hand back, pushing him on her. His lips on hers; Kiss.
My friend helped me come up with the entire kiss thing, I demonstrated it on her and therefore I officially thank her! LOL
This one came out shorter than the first one; I hope you survive my terrible lack of creative ideas for this chapter...