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Chapter II:
Suprises and Skrewts
Gizmo?, Draco thought to himself. The old man really is completely insane.
Hermione stood a bit behind Draco as she looked around the room, her jaw practically reaching the floor. Now, this room wasn't /that/ elaborate, but, to Hermione it was absolutely beautiful. Chestnut bookshelves adorned the walls under the moderately sized windows, which were trimmed with simple blue curtains. The floor paneled with wood, in the middle of which a modest hearth accented by two arm chairs and a small couch. Hermione wondered why she saw no trace of either of their house colors, but instead brushed the thought aside, and quickly made her way up a small flight of stairs to a door with her name written on it with a simple gold script.
Hermione Granger
Head Girl
Hermione sighed happily as she traced each glittering letter with her eyes, before gently opening the door and walking into her new room. No more sharing. Complete and utter silence, all to myself. She thought to herself as the door finally opened. The words circled in her head, and she gave an un-expected squeal of joy, which made Draco, who was making his way towards his own room, cringe. Hermione shut her door quickly and jumped on top of her red and gold four poster bed. She didn't think life could get any better.
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Draco watched as Hermione ran past him, up to her room. Deciding she had the right idea, he headed towards his. Before he could even reach the third step, he heard what sounded like a small pig squeal. Turning his head quickly towards the source of the noise, he saw Hermione standing in her door way before she rushed away in a flash. This is going to be a loooong year. Draco though, as he finally made it to his own bedroom. Sighing at the annoying modesty of the rooms he had the.. pleasure of viewing so far, he made his way towards his tiny bed which he collapsed on top of, face down. Not bothering to change, he fell into a deep restless sleep.
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Hermione woke the next morning, a huge smile plastered on her face. The first day of class. Her favorite day of the year, well, aside from final exams that is. She quickly took a shower in the bathroom she explored the previous night, the insides of which pleased her as much as the rest of her years' accommodations had done. Using a quick dry spell, she ran into her room, got dressed, and quickly tugged a brush through her unruly hair. Sighing, she did her best to tame it, even though it had tamed somewhat over the years, it was still the trademark Hermione hair. Frowning, she grabbed her books and headed to breakfast, eager to see Harry and Ron again.
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Draco groaned as the sunlight streamed through his windows and onto his face. Throwing a pillow at the window, which resulted in absolutely nothing, he got up and trudged toward his bathroom. Not taking notice to a thing about him, he took a quick shower. Drying off, he slipped into his school uniform. Running a hand through his hair, he was done. He went downstairs into his new common room, and took a book from a shelf, and sat on the couch, he wanted to put off doing anything on this particular morning. Draco hated school, and he hated breakfast. But, more importantly, he hated Pansy. She was at school, and she was at breakfast. He hated those three things more than he hated the one thing he was supposed to hate. Mudbloods. More specifically, Hermione Granger.
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After breakfast, the Golden Trio split up, going to seperate classes, until finally they all had Care of Magical Creatures. Happily meeting up at Hagrid's hut, they chatted about their first day of class. Hermione mentioned every little detail she learned with a sparkle in her eyes, as Harry and Ron listening, inwardly laughing at their friends excitement over school.
"Oh, pipe down Granger, will ya?" Draco glared at Hermione, as she abrubtly stopped her speaking. Ron and Harry turned to face Draco, their glares rivaling his, and those of his "bodyguards".
"Buzz off Ferret, no one asked you to listen in on us" Ron said, his ears turning red with anger.
"It's hard to concentrate on anything else when the little mudblood doesn't shut her bloody mouth."
"Why you little..." Hagrid cleared his throat before Hermione could finish her thought. It seemed to her that this year, none of the professors would allow her to insult Draco this year.
"Now, on wi' class." Harry sighed in relief, thankful that Hagrid stopped anything before it started.
"A'ight, 'is year we'll start ou' wi' somethin' ya'll are familiar wi'. Blas' Ended Skrewts." The class groaned as Hagrid heaved a crate from behind his hut. Every person was given their own Blast Ended Skrewt. The assignment, to once again take care of the little buggers.
Halfway through the class, Draco let out a cry of terror. The whole class, turned around alarmed.
"Oi! Pansy, gerrof me, damnit!" The whole class erupted in laughter as they saw pansy jump on Draco's back to try to escape the end of her Blast Ended Skrewt.
"eh, Ms. Parkinson. I believe i' best to ge' off the boy 'ow. " Pansy whimpered in fear as she crawled off Draco's back. No one ever saw Draco happier. And no one, for that matter, would believe what Draco thought at that exact moment. Thank Merlin for that bloody giant.
Author's Note:Ah, i'm sorry it's taken soo long to get this up. Computer crashed. Sorry again. Thanks to my small amount (and i mean, small) of reviewers.
AandKerock- I'm not entirely sure if they may or may not get together.. and I'm glad you think they seem in character .
Callista- glad ya like it, and i really do hope i'll be able to suprise you. I'm trying to stear clear of the clichés.
Review! Please?! pouts