=====Draco=====
The next day, I felt really sick. Today's the beginning of the week I have to spend with Granger. And I thought Care of Magical Creatures was bad. I went down to breakfast alone. I bet Pansy, Jacob and Derek were avoiding me. I ate my sausages quietly, and then decided to hang out by the lake.
Time flew by, and before I knew it I was standing outside the girls' bathroom, waiting for Granger to show up. She arrived about five minutes later, panting. "Sorry I'm late! I had to direct some Hufflepuff first years back to their common room." She explained, clutching her chest to calm herself. "Are we going to get on with it or not?" I asked. "Just a minute" she replied, finally catching her breath. Then she stood up and opened the bathroom door. I followed.
It must have been elected the castle's most damp bathroom of the century. Everywhere I look it was moist and soggy. The floor was wet, so it was hard to stay put. The wooden doors to the cubicles were flaking and scratched and one of them was dangling off its hinges. "Gloomy" I commented. "Shhh" Granger whispered, walking toward the end cubicle, "I'll go talk to Myrtle-AAHH!" she slipped but I caught her just in time. "Whoa!" I cried, as I caught her on the waist. A ghostly girl suddenly came out of the cubicle Granger was walking to.
"Who're you?" she asked me, but turned to Granger and said, "Oh it's you again. Hi" she said stiffly. "H-hi" Granger said, removing my hands and straightening up. "You okay?" I asked, unable to believe I actually caught her. "Sorry about that, I have lightning fast reflexes." But this was a lie. I was just embarrassed about what I did. "It's okay" Granger replied, also looking flabbergasted. The ghost of the girl chuckled. "Wow, you sure do have a way with boys. First those two and now this guy. HA!" she said, laughing as she turned back into the cubicle, then I heard a splash of water and she was gone.
"You can start now," Granger said, recovering slightly at what had just happened. Then she conjured up a mop and a bucket and gave them to me. "What are these for?" I asked. "You're supposed to clean without magic. Rules are rules," she answered, completely recovering. I scowled but started to work quietly. Granger walked slowly toward a corner, where she conjured up a chair and sat down on it. "Aren't you supposed to leave me here?" I asked gruffly. She shook her head. "Teachers leave students because they are too busy to wait for you. Prefects need to watch over students doing detention to make sure they do a good job" she answered.
I continued to work in silence, Granger watching me intently. "So.is Slytherin a nice house?" she asked, breaking the silence. "None of your business" I replied coldly. She pouted. "Look, I know you don't like this as much as I do, but at least let's make the most of it by avoiding fights and start to talk with each other. It'll make things easier." She said.
I sighed and nodded. Maybe she's right. "Okay, okay. Slytherin is not as bad as you may think." I answered. "Why's that?" Granger asked curiously. "Why so curious Granger?" I asked, grinning because I never knew she was this curious about other houses. "Nothing. And stop calling me Granger I have a name you know" she snapped. I snorted. "Well, sorry, Hermione" I said sarcastically. "Thank you" she said. "You know, you're not really that bad," said Granger, or Hermione, smiling. I stared at her. "I'm only like this because there are nobody else in this room. Except maybe that girl." I replied, jerking my thumb at the end cubicle. She giggled. "Myrtle's probably hanging out somewhere in the U-bend." she said.
I continued to work for another hour, and Hermione and I kept on talking. Actually, she really wasn't as bad as I thought either, once you get to know her a little. She lived somewhere a bit far in the Muggle world, and she had no siblings, like me. I told her a little about me, where I lived and about my family. She really is quite a good listener. And companion. I finished half another hour later, and Hermione said she was told to accompany me back to the common room. "Did Dumbledore make you my body guard or something?" I asked, as Hermione and I went out into the dark corridor. She laughed. "No, just you mentor for the moment" she replied. We walked back to the dungeons. We arrived at the stone wall, and then she said, "So, tomorrow you have extra homework. Meet me in the library at 7:00 tomorrow night. I already asked Madam Pince, and she said we're allowed to use it for the rest of the week."
I nodded. "So can I go now, or did Dumbledore ask you to watch me sleep too?" I asked. She raised her eyebrow at me. "That is not funny, Malfoy" she said. "Hey, I agreed to call you Hermione, but you have to agree to call me Draco. I'm already a bit put off with the teachers calling me "Mr. Malfoy"" I said. She grinned and nodded. "Well, goodnight" she said, walking down the tunnel and waving at me. I waved hesitantly at her. "Bye" was all I could say. I have a reputation to live on. And that reputation needs no Mudblood, or Gryffindor ruining it.
She walked down the tunnel, until she completely disappeared. I said the password (Flibbertigibbet) then went straight up to the dormitories. I lied down in bed, aching a bit. That was hard work. I'd sure hate to be a Muggle. I smiled. I can't wait to see Derek and Jacob's faces when they see me with their, "dream come true." I suddenly realized they were avoiding me. Oh well. Who cares? I can just forget about the whole incident. This may be a chance to finally get to know Granger-er-Hermione. This may be a chance to get close.
The next day, I felt really sick. Today's the beginning of the week I have to spend with Granger. And I thought Care of Magical Creatures was bad. I went down to breakfast alone. I bet Pansy, Jacob and Derek were avoiding me. I ate my sausages quietly, and then decided to hang out by the lake.
Time flew by, and before I knew it I was standing outside the girls' bathroom, waiting for Granger to show up. She arrived about five minutes later, panting. "Sorry I'm late! I had to direct some Hufflepuff first years back to their common room." She explained, clutching her chest to calm herself. "Are we going to get on with it or not?" I asked. "Just a minute" she replied, finally catching her breath. Then she stood up and opened the bathroom door. I followed.
It must have been elected the castle's most damp bathroom of the century. Everywhere I look it was moist and soggy. The floor was wet, so it was hard to stay put. The wooden doors to the cubicles were flaking and scratched and one of them was dangling off its hinges. "Gloomy" I commented. "Shhh" Granger whispered, walking toward the end cubicle, "I'll go talk to Myrtle-AAHH!" she slipped but I caught her just in time. "Whoa!" I cried, as I caught her on the waist. A ghostly girl suddenly came out of the cubicle Granger was walking to.
"Who're you?" she asked me, but turned to Granger and said, "Oh it's you again. Hi" she said stiffly. "H-hi" Granger said, removing my hands and straightening up. "You okay?" I asked, unable to believe I actually caught her. "Sorry about that, I have lightning fast reflexes." But this was a lie. I was just embarrassed about what I did. "It's okay" Granger replied, also looking flabbergasted. The ghost of the girl chuckled. "Wow, you sure do have a way with boys. First those two and now this guy. HA!" she said, laughing as she turned back into the cubicle, then I heard a splash of water and she was gone.
"You can start now," Granger said, recovering slightly at what had just happened. Then she conjured up a mop and a bucket and gave them to me. "What are these for?" I asked. "You're supposed to clean without magic. Rules are rules," she answered, completely recovering. I scowled but started to work quietly. Granger walked slowly toward a corner, where she conjured up a chair and sat down on it. "Aren't you supposed to leave me here?" I asked gruffly. She shook her head. "Teachers leave students because they are too busy to wait for you. Prefects need to watch over students doing detention to make sure they do a good job" she answered.
I continued to work in silence, Granger watching me intently. "So.is Slytherin a nice house?" she asked, breaking the silence. "None of your business" I replied coldly. She pouted. "Look, I know you don't like this as much as I do, but at least let's make the most of it by avoiding fights and start to talk with each other. It'll make things easier." She said.
I sighed and nodded. Maybe she's right. "Okay, okay. Slytherin is not as bad as you may think." I answered. "Why's that?" Granger asked curiously. "Why so curious Granger?" I asked, grinning because I never knew she was this curious about other houses. "Nothing. And stop calling me Granger I have a name you know" she snapped. I snorted. "Well, sorry, Hermione" I said sarcastically. "Thank you" she said. "You know, you're not really that bad," said Granger, or Hermione, smiling. I stared at her. "I'm only like this because there are nobody else in this room. Except maybe that girl." I replied, jerking my thumb at the end cubicle. She giggled. "Myrtle's probably hanging out somewhere in the U-bend." she said.
I continued to work for another hour, and Hermione and I kept on talking. Actually, she really wasn't as bad as I thought either, once you get to know her a little. She lived somewhere a bit far in the Muggle world, and she had no siblings, like me. I told her a little about me, where I lived and about my family. She really is quite a good listener. And companion. I finished half another hour later, and Hermione said she was told to accompany me back to the common room. "Did Dumbledore make you my body guard or something?" I asked, as Hermione and I went out into the dark corridor. She laughed. "No, just you mentor for the moment" she replied. We walked back to the dungeons. We arrived at the stone wall, and then she said, "So, tomorrow you have extra homework. Meet me in the library at 7:00 tomorrow night. I already asked Madam Pince, and she said we're allowed to use it for the rest of the week."
I nodded. "So can I go now, or did Dumbledore ask you to watch me sleep too?" I asked. She raised her eyebrow at me. "That is not funny, Malfoy" she said. "Hey, I agreed to call you Hermione, but you have to agree to call me Draco. I'm already a bit put off with the teachers calling me "Mr. Malfoy"" I said. She grinned and nodded. "Well, goodnight" she said, walking down the tunnel and waving at me. I waved hesitantly at her. "Bye" was all I could say. I have a reputation to live on. And that reputation needs no Mudblood, or Gryffindor ruining it.
She walked down the tunnel, until she completely disappeared. I said the password (Flibbertigibbet) then went straight up to the dormitories. I lied down in bed, aching a bit. That was hard work. I'd sure hate to be a Muggle. I smiled. I can't wait to see Derek and Jacob's faces when they see me with their, "dream come true." I suddenly realized they were avoiding me. Oh well. Who cares? I can just forget about the whole incident. This may be a chance to finally get to know Granger-er-Hermione. This may be a chance to get close.