Title: We Only Live Once
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter Series belongs to Jk. Rowling. If it belonged to me, the covers of all the books would have orange and blue stripes and the series would be called Harry Pothead.
Summary: Set six years after her graduation from Hogwarts, Hermione thought she had the good life, and then all of a sudden she realized, 'What am I going to do for the rest of my life?' At that same day, she receives a letter from Hogwarts wanting her to become the new Transfiguration teacher. Yet when she arrives the first day of her job she rekindles old flames with a former schoolmate who is now Hogwarts' Potion's teacher, Draco Malfoy. What will this bring?
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Chapter three: The Bathroom Incident
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There were such times called 'an awkward moment' when things just didn't feel right. When you weren't sure what to say or do. People hate awkward moments. And one of these people was Hermione Granger, oh and guess what? She was experiencing an awkward moment.
She sort of just stood outside her 'new home' for what seemed an hour, deciding whether she was actually going to go through with it and open the door. Or should I say portrait? Well anyways, the portrait was of a man, whom Hermione recognized. He had on a sixteenth century type dress and had a parchment and quill in hand. He boasted to Hermione about being the greatest writer in all of history. And right he was, for this was William Shakespeare. Greatly honored by his presence (even though he was a portrait), Hermione almost squealed in excitement, being a writer herself.
The two carried on a conversation about writing techniques, word transitioning, you know… writer's stuff. Before long it had been about exactly an hour that Hermione was standing outside the portrait door and realized it was all or nothing at all, so she decided to enter.
"Pax Pacis", Hermione said to the William Shakespeare portrait, and almost instantly the portrait door opened. It was sort of ironic how the password meant 'peace' in Latin, especially when her and her once enemy were about to live together. But then again, things never ceased to amaze her at this point.
She entered the den, completely full with once couch that connected to a large sofa-chair; they had material as soft as velvet and as soothing as silk. There was a small coffee table which was covered with reviews of potions lessons, and a large fireplace to a side of the room with two comfortable, plush chairs with an emblem on each of them, one with the Slytherin house symbol and the other with Gryffindor's.
One wall was covered with book-cases, placed side to side, there were five in all, three of which were filled and 2 were free for herself, she guessed. Then the rest of the walls were covered in paintings, tapestries, portraits, clocks, and other imaginable decorations.
"It's beautiful. Now this is a place I could live in…" then she remembered the Draco part and shook her head in a way like 'I can't believe you were actually thinking that!'
Then she remembered there was more to it than this, she identified the stairs and walked up them, her face glowing in awe as she reached the top, entering a small hallway with one half of the room painted a nice jade green and the other half painted a nice brick red, on walls on opposite sides were two doors. One door was the color black with orange and red trim and the other was black with green and silver trim, she supposed that one was Malfoy's and entered the one with red and orange trim. Inside, greeted her with a nice clean, warm smell.
This was home.
Surrounding her was a nice simple bed, and a large window overlooking Hogwarts' grounds with the Quidditch field in sight and the whomping willow at the other end, you could even see hagrid's hut if you squinted. Her bags and luggage carrying supplies and necessities that would last for about the full year were already at her room, as requested by Hermione which Dumbledore had an apprentice of his get.
And then she noticed on the other side of the room was another door connecting to another room.
'Hmm… this can't be the bathroom can it? But if it is then doesn't that mean…'
But too late, she already turned the knob and there in his birthday suit was Draco Malfoy in the flesh. Well actually a towel kind of covered his lower body, but hey a girl can dream can't she? Well not this girl, not Hermione Granger. She DID NOT want to see him, thank you very much. Although she did sort of like how lean and strong he looked, with water dripping from his hair onto his body it was like ooh bbaaabby…
'STOP! I am Hermione Jane Granger and I DO NOT think this way!'
She felt the warm, red feeling rise up into her cheeks and squeezed her eyes tightly. She muttered quickly what seemed to be an, "imsosorry!" and left the room in a rush, slamming the door behind her.
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All through that moment, Draco Malfoy had an eyebrow quirked and his face in a smirk as he noticed Hermione enter the bathroom and leave in embarrassment. He knew she was coming but he thought she'd at least have the nerve to knock or something.
Of course, at first when Dumbledore called Draco up to his office about living arrangements right after his meeting with Hermione, Draco wouldn't give in that easy.
Flashback
"You're joking right?" said Draco, amused by Dumbledore's proposition.
Sharing a room with a person he's loathed almost all though-out his seven years at Hogwarts was definitely not something he would give in to do that easily. Giving into something like this was… rare; almost unheard of!
Yet, Dumbledore always had his ways.
"No, Mister Malfoy. I'm not joking. Think of this as an opportunity to relive your 7th year, it'll be like sharing a Head's common room again." Dumbledore said and smiled.
Draco raised an eyebrow at this. Seventh year wasn't really that bad, although he'd never admit it was actually fun, but it wasn't bad. He and Hermione would sometimes have civil talks over homework, maybe about teachers, and about conflict between wizards and muggles, and other things that didn't involve Harry Potter, or Gryffindor. By almost the end of the year, Draco had almost found his common room and Hermione as an escape from the outside world. When he entered his room he felt so free, he didn't have to care about impressing Hermione or anyone else in those rooms. He never had to.
'Alright… maybe I should add up the pro's and con's' he thought. 'Pro's are… someone who'll understand teaching, I won't have to share a common room with some disgusting middle-aged teacher who whined about children who couldn't learn, I also won't be so damn lonely..' then he started thinking of the cons. 'She's Pottyhead's friend, she's annoyingly smart and always so damn noble, she…' as he thought of cons he felt he ran short and finally made a decision.
"Alright, fine. But I can't guarantee you that we'll be civil towards each other. If you're thinking that's going to happen you're really the lunatic you are!" well okay maybe he didn't really say that last sentence, but he really wanted to!
"Thank you for your cooperation Mr. Malfoy. I assure you that the living commodations will be just fine." Dumbledore said. He gave a smile and winked.
Sort of creeped out by this action Draco took this as a sign to leave. So he left and shut the door abruptly, anxious to leave the room.
"Well," he said in a huff "this is going to be interesting."
End of Flashback
And interesting it was, indeed.
He was still standing inside the bathroom and decided to go to his room and start dressing. As he pulled on some boxers and a clean white t-shirt he decided that later he would rub the situation back in the bathroom in Hermione's face to embarrass her a little.
'Nothing like some old-school fun.' Draco thought.
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"Oh. My. God." Hermione said exasperatedly after she shut the door. Her back was leaning against the door that connected the bathroom and her room, she slid down it so that she was sitting down on the floor.
Hermione didn't know whether she liked what she just saw or not. I mean, sure he had a great body Hermione would admit that, but the fact that it was Draco Malfoy's body, the boy she's been tormented from all her life at Hogwarts, that just plain out scared her!
'I just saw Draco Malfoy half naked…I just saw Draco Malfoy half naked.. I just' she repeated that in her head what seemed to be about a million times until she finally got a hold of herself.
'You know what? He probably wants to see me like this. Well, I'm not going to give him what he wants!' she got up, started unpacking her things, and after she did, she would definitely have to have a chat with Malfoy.
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After an hour or so, after Hermione was done packing she walked calmly down the stairs, towards the small couch-chair in front of the fire with the Gryffindor emblem, with one of her favorite books at hand, Hogwarts a History, since she was living in Hogwarts again she needed to remember some old facts. Although, once she reached down the stairs she realized someone had taken HER small couch-chair in front of the fire with the Gryffindor emblem!
"Draco Malfoy get off my chair NOW!"
"Oh is that the way you treat your roommate?"
Hermione seethed with anger; somehow he always had a way to get her mad. Even during 7th year when they shared a common room!
"That's the way I treat a roommate sitting on my chair, yes!"
He smirked and said, "Well what if I like this chair better than mine?"
"Well tough luck it's still mine!" Then an idea popped into my head.
"Malfoy, you do know that it has the Gryffindor House emblem on it, right?"
He looked behind him and his eyes widened. Then he smirked again and turned to me.
"I don't care. Years of teaching Gryffindors and other houses made me think houses don't matter anymore." He said it so carelessly it made me get even madder!
This was Draco Malfoy saying this too! He hated Gryffindors! And other houses as well! And here he was saying this?! 'This is waaay too much for today' Hermione thought.
'Aha! I got her now! I'm always the one to get the last word!' Draco thought. He waited just a little more, seeing Hermione make up a comeback in her mind and then shrugged her shoulders, made a "humph" sound, and sat on Draco's chair facing the other way where she wouldn't see Draco. Which was hard because the chairs were aligned in a sort of v-shape, facing each other at the center in front of the fire.
Draco couldn't help but laugh a little at his victory. Hermione sent him a glare and went back to her reading, as did Draco.
A few minutes passed and Draco, becoming bored of his book and realizing this was a great time to chat about the bathroom incident started speaking, "So… do you enjoy walking onto other people when they're in the bathroom?"
Hermione's eyebrows furrowed. 'Ugh! How dare he lead me away from my book!' Ha-ha. Only Hermione would think of that.
"Okay, just to get this straightened out: I didn't walk in on you on purpose! I didn't even know where that door led! And also, other women may have wanted to see your half-naked body with its six-pack and unbelievably strong abs and defined arms, with water droplets falling down your really gorgeous blonde-white hair, but not me! Not Hermione Granger! So LAY OFF IT!"
Whoa. She didn't mean to go that far.
"Uhh… I didn't mean to go that far. Sorry." She apologized.
"No, don't apologize for saying I'm unbelievably handsome. Which I am of course." He smirked.
"What?! When did I say that?"
"Oh c'mon you know I am, and you just happened to make it official when you said, and I quote "your half-naked body with its six-pack and unbelievably strong abs and defined arms, with water droplets falling down your really gorgeous blonde-white hair"."
"Ugh! And you think I think you're 'unbelievably handsome' by when I said that?! Because I absolutely DON'T think you're unbelievably handsome, Draco Malfoy." Lie.
"Sure, sure whatever you say Granger. You still can't hide the fact you think I'm handsome." And he went back to his reading.
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
They each said this as they read, or at least tried to read as they had their mini-argument.
"Do not!
"Do too!"
"Do not!
"Do too!"
"Do too!" said Hermione. Then she realized she just agreed with Draco.
"Ugh, I did not mean to say that!" she said exasperatedly.
Draco had a victory smile on his face and said, "Oh yes you did! You agreed, Hermione Granger thinks I'm unbelievably handsome."
"Ugh!" she grunted and threw her book at him as she got up and marched up the stairs and slammed her bed-room door.
As Hermione laid on her bed and Draco on "his" chair in front of the fire they both said to themselves…
"What did I get myself into?"
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A/N:
YESSSS! Done!
I won't start classes and them teaching until probably the fifth chapter, the one after the chapter after this one... lol
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