Okay, I got the point with the whole spelling thing. So I got a beta reader. I'm pretty sure I needed one anyway. I don't really understand how I got good grades in English personally. Any hoo, much thanks to you Dracolov I needed the help believe me.
Draco: Spelling problems? Why does that not shock me?
Angelfire1589: What's that supposed to mean?
Draco: No clue...
Chapter 7: Close But No Cigar
Hermione's POV
My eyes opened slowly. My vision was so blurry that it looked like it was pitch black in the room so I had to let it adjust. When it did I realized the room was nearly pitch black anyway, it must have been really late.
I thought to look at my watch but there was no way I was going to be able to see in the dark. I didn't believe it would be a good idea to use a lighting spell in here. Poppy might come to see what the problem was, and then she'd be watching me like a hawk for the rest of the night.
Instead I quietly set my feet on the icy floor. I reached for my shoes but thought twice about it and pulled my hand back. The clicking sound of my shoes would draw attention. I suddenly smiled quietly to myself . I felt like I was going on some mission with Harry yet again, instead of just sneaking out of the hospital wing.
I stood up slowly, I guess I had been in bed for quiet a while because it kind of hurt. I got over it easily and got my balance. I grabbed my wand, and quietly but quickly ran out of the room. Once I was a good distance from the room I lit my wand. The sudden light hurt my eyes. So once more I had to wait for them to adjust. Once they did I looked at my watch. 2:57 am, Tuesday. Wow, I really must have been stressed out. I had slept a whole day away.
Then I though about me sleeping the whole day away. Which meant that Draco was asleep right now in my... our room. Wanting to see what the room looked like now, I scurried off to the headroom. By the time I finally reached the portrait I was completely out of breath. My feet now officially hurt like hell. "Haven" I breathed out. The portrait split open and I went inside.
Nothing looked overly different in the common room. I wasn't thinking much about that though. I just wanted to know what my old room now looked like. I walked up the stairs not wanting to wake Draco with the sound of running feet. The door was already open and the room was quite a sight to see.
The room seemed twice as big as before. The rug had gone from burgundy and gold to burgundy with a silver lion outline on one side and a gold snake on the other. The walls were white, obviously it had been too hard to decide on a color for them, but the bottom border was a deep shade of green. It went surprisingly well with the carpet. The drapes were gold or silver depending on the side they were on. The shelves and desks were all a dark brown. The chairs though were a slightly lighter brown.
I liked the fact that they had colored the wood. It would have made the room seem so childish. The ceiling had a gorgeous mural painted on it of a... snake? At least I thought it was, I wasn't completely sure. It had wings and legs. As far as I knew snakes had neither. The lion was odd as well. It's mane was longer than usual and had five tails instead of one. It too had wings. They were beautiful creatures, but they just seemed so different.
I pulled my eyes away from the mural to look at my bed. Which was now light red and had silver pillows perfectly made. I looked across the room at a bed almost identical to mine expect it was dark green and had gold pillows and was unmade with no one in it... NO ONE IN IT?
"What do you think?" A voice said from behind me. I jumped even though I knew it was Draco. I turned around to look him in the face. Then I slapped him hard.
"Oww. What was that for?" He asked rubbing his cheek.
"For sneaking up on me." I said with a shrug. Then walked over to my bed and flung myself into it. It was so comfortable.
"So, what do you think?" He asked again.
"I think it's great." I said into the pillows, but it came out a little muffled. I sat up and repeated myself. He nodded. I looked at him and asked him a question this time.
"What are you doing up? It's three in the morning." I pointed out.
"I couldn't really sleep." He said in a tone that made me look up at him again. His head was down. I could tell he still felt guilty about what had happened earlier. I got up and walked over to him tilting his chin up slightly to look at me.
"Draco, what happened to me wasn't your fault. I was under a lot of stress, you know that. Sure the arguing didn't really help, but I'm sure that, that was bound to happen with or without the arguments." I told him. He still didn't look fully convinced. I knew one thing that would definitely get him to believe me. I leaned forward and whispered something in his ear. His jaw dropped. The color was rising in my cheeks.
"Y-you didn't have t-to tell m-me that." He stuttered. I smiled and shrugged.
"It was the only way to get you to believe me." I said simply. He shook his head and quickly changed the subject.
"Why are you here anyway?" he asked.
"Nice way to change the subject." I said before answering him. "I wanted to see what the room looked like and sleep in my own bed." I continued.
"So you snuck out in other words." He said. I nodded. He nodded as well, as though he was mimicking me. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked seeming slightly amused.
"Everything. Do you have a problem with that?" I said noticing he was moving closer.
"As a matter a fact I do." He said still moving closer.
"Is that so?" I whispered seductively.
"Yes it is." He whispered as he moved in for the kiss. I stepped back watching him fall to the ground.
"Well that's just to bad now isn't it?" I said with a wicked smile. I then turned to go to my dresser pulling out a black nighty. "I'm going to go and get ready for bed now." I slipped into the bathroom and shut the door firmly behind me knowing I had shown Draco that I was not going to be easy to get in bed with.
Draco's POV
I stood up slowly, dusting myself off. Damn that woman! I thought to myself angrily. I walked over to my bed and climbed into it. "Females," I mumbled hearing her walk out of the bathroom. "Can't live with them."
"Maybe so." She said. "But your race dies without us. Night Draco." She said blowing me a kiss. I sat with my jaw open for a moment.
"Psychotic bitch." I growled before I could stop myself.
"And proud." I herd her say. I just groaned and slammed my head into my pillow.
End chapter 7! Okay, I decided to wait to show you the result of Draco and Professor Snape's little confrontation. But that will come up soon. I wanted Hermione to have a little fun in this chapter, seeing how in the last one she was a bit of a space case. Any hoo Ron and Harry are coming back into play soon so don't count them out just yet. Hope ya liked this chapter. Review for me please! Again much thanks to my beta reader Dracolov. Ciao!
