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Chapter 3

Hermione watched as Draco sauntered past the crowd of students up towards the staff table, a huge grin plastered on his smug face.

'Obviously hasn't realised that he will have to share a dorm with a mudblood like me.'

Hermione shook herself mentally; calling herself a mudblood was not a good sign of mental stability. After saying goodnight to Dean and Seamus; who had been flirting ceaselessly since she had arrived in the Great Hall, she too approached the staff table.

Rather than going straight to Dumbledore however Hermione wandered over to Hagrid, who was beaming down at her.

"Well done 'ermione" He said pulling her into a hug across the table. "I know you'd do it. I hoped Ron would get in too but..." He paused, shooting a dark look at Draco who was talking to Snape. "I'm sure Dumbledore has his reasons."

Hermione smiled at Hagrid and silently agreed with him. Dumbledore probably did have some weird and wonderful reason for choosing Malfoy.

As Hermione stood talking to Hagrid her eyes wandered over to Draco, who was no longer talking to Snape, but standing next to the Headmaster, scowling at her and tapping his foot impatiently.

"Sorry Hagrid" She interrupted as he was in mid-flow. He was telling her about how he had just received an owl from Charlie Weasley saying that Norbert had found a mate.

"Oh... Ok 'ermione, good luck." He gave her a wink and then proceeded to tell Professor Flitwick the rest of the story.

"Ah Miss Granger, I was just telling Mister Malfoy about the new additions to your dorm this year. It seems Mister Malfoy had forgotten that the Head boy and Girl share a dorm."

'That explains the scowl' Hermione thought risking a quick glance at Draco.

"I'm sure you remembered though Miss Granger, you seem to be the only person who has read 'Hogwarts a History'. I'm forever reminding students that dark wizards are unable to apperate in or out of the grounds."

Hermione smiled broadly at her Headmaster 'finally someone who understands' she thought.

"Well I'm sure you'd like me to show you to your dorm? It is late after all."

Both students nodded; Draco a little begrudgingly, and followed the Headmaster out of the Great Hall. They continued to follow Dumbledore through the castle, both memorising the route. Every now and then Dumbledore would break the heavy silence, telling them fond memories and strange events that had happened around the castle. Hermione was just thinking that this was probably the longest journey through the school she'd ever been on when Dumbledore stopped facing a large portrait of an old mystic wizard.

"Ah Good evening Professor Endorra."

The wizard smiled broadly at the Headmaster and then at Hermione and Draco.

"New Heads of school?" the painting asked. Hermione looked down to the bottom of the portrait and read the gold plaque, 'Professor Endorra, Divination 1789-1880'.

"Indeed. Tealeaves."

The portrait swung open and revealed the entrance to their dorm.

To Hermione's surprise the room was round, and looked a lot like her familiar Gryffindor common room. There were three doors in the wall, all made of heavy oak. One door had a proud Gryffindor lion, silently roaring and the other had the Slytherin snake, tongue flickering. The other door, Hermione guessed, was their bathroom. (This was pretty obvious as the carving was a mermaid!!) There was a large fire that filled the room with a cosy heat and light. 'I think I could probably put up with Draco for this room' she said to herself as she followed Draco through the portrait hole.

"I'll let you get settled in." Dumbledore said winking at the two students and disappeared behind the closing portrait.

Hermione looked over towards Draco, who was looking around the room, clearly trying to pretend he wasn't impressed with his surroundings. Deciding to leave Draco to look around his part of the dorm she went to her room.

Unconsciously she gasped, her room was beautiful. The walls were red and gold, and one wall bore the Hogwarts crest, this Hermione presumed was the way into the Gryffindor common room. Her bed sat opposite a large window, decorated with heavy maroon drapes. Her bed was a four-poster, with a heavy, white duvet and a red comforter, on which was a printed a gold lion. Hermione looked around and gasped again. Against the wall behind her were four bookshelves, full to the brim of all her favourite books and many she hadn't seen before. She picked one up from the shelve and read the front cover, 'Hogwarts a History II'. Smiling to herself she sat on her bed and opened it to the first page.

Draco watched as Hermione entered her room and smirked to himself. What he had said on the train had obviously had an effect on her, and this pleased him. It meant that he could probably have his way with her and, her little make over had proved that she was not just a bookworm. 'Grangers fit, beats Pansy hands down' he thought.

He looked around the common room one last time and before going to his room, entered into the bathroom. What he saw impressed him, although he would never admit it. The room was spacious, even with the swimming pool sized bath. There were taps around the outside of it, similar to that in the prefect room, however most of these were for water. Only two of them held soap in, one smelled of roses the other of his favourite spices. He decided he needed a bath after a long day so he filled up the tub and stripped down, grabbing a towel from the large pile near the sink. He slid in and he immediately relaxed. He decided to make the most of the size of the pool, and swam a couple of lengths. His hair, which he had decided over the summer not to slick back, now clung to his face, and his face was no longer taught and harsh but relaxed and defiantly more handsome.

He sunk under the water again, letting the soap work at his tired muscles. As he emerged he heard a gasp and turned to see Hermione towel wrapped round her staring at him, her cheeks glowing crimson.

"Calm down Granger, I know I'm gorgeous and all but no need to have an orgasm." He said smirking.

"Shut up Malfoy" Hermione spat, blushing even deeper. She turned to leave when Draco stopped her by talking.

"Nice body...for a mudblood." He said looking her up and down.

"Do you know what Malfoy? I don't have to put up with this, we have to share this common room but I can ignore you." And with that she stormed out, slamming the door, causing the mermaid to shout silently at her.

Draco smirked, pulled himself out of the bath and walked into his room. He smiled, this was more like it. It very much resembled his room back at the manor, it was large, white, green and silver and very clean. Along one wall were bookshelves, full of books. His bed was large and had a green duvet with a silver silk sheet at the end. The wardrobe at the end of the bed was already full of his clothes but he chose to pull on his boxers. He picked a book of the shelf and sat down on his bed. 'Hogwarts a History II' he read and settled down to do a bit of reading before he fell asleep.