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"He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it." – Douglas Adams (It has nothing to do with this fic, but I think it is a funny quote.
Chapter 5
Hermione had reached the portrait entrance, and soon found that a picture of a young girl guarded it. The girl couldn't have been much older that herself. She looked at the caption. It read that this girl was the first head girl ever at Hogwarts. Hermione said the password, "Lemon Sherbet," and decided to wait until she spoke with Malfoy before changing the password. She walked into the common room and gasped.
The room was easily the same size as the first floor of her house. It had a leather couch, and two leather chairs, which were recliners. There was also a coffee table in front of the couch. In the corner was a desk with so many drawers that she couldn't count them. There was a large bookshelf filled with many books, which Hermione reminded herself that she would look at later. The room had a Victorian feel about it with the dark reds and the dark wood. It was beautiful. It also had a huge fireplace, surrounded by large cushions and another couch, although it looked a lot more comfortable that the leather one. It wasn't until she had finished looking around, that she noticed the doors at the end of the room.
There were two doors. One with 'Miss Granger' inscribed on it with the Gryffindor lion underneath it. The other door had 'Mr Malfoy' with the Slytherin serpent underneath it.
She walked to the door with her name on it and pushed it open, and she loved what she saw. It was decorated in the Gryffindor colours, in the middle of the room was a king size four-poster bed with red and gold drapes hanging from them. She had a vanity dresser and a wardrobe for all of her clothes. She also had her own bookshelf although this one was empty she presumed it was for her own collection of books which, of course, she had a lot of.
She saw another door leading off from hers and saw that it was marked 'Heads bathroom'. She decided that she would take a bath.
Once in the bathroom she saw that it was nothing like the Prefects bathroom. For one the bath was much smaller. It still had many taps and she assumed that they too, were full of the same bubbles that were in the Prefects bathroom. The bath was big enough to fit four people in, and looked like it was deep enough for her to sit on the bottom and be completely under the water.
There was also a shower, which had a showerhead the size of a large dinner plate. The shower cubicle door was clear glass whereas the other two sides visible had been obscured half of the way up.
She decided that she would have a shower instead of a bath, as she was quite tired and thought that a shower would be quicker.
She got undressed, turned on the shower, and stepped in. She let the hot water pour over her and she felt such a relief. Her body was aching for some reason and the hot water helped. It didn't take long for the shower cubicle to fill with steam.
She had her eyes closed, as she was washing her hair and didn't want to get her strawberry scented shampoo in her eyes. If she had had her eyes open, she would have seen that the bathroom door opened.
Draco had just inspected his room and decided to see what the bathroom looked like. He walked to the bathroom door opened it, and stopped dead in his tracks.
He looked at the person in the shower; he looked from her perfectly curved legs to her perfectly formed bottom and hips. He looked at her flat stomach and when he reached the person's breasts his eyes stopped, he watched as the water cascaded over them and down the perfect body that was stood in front of him.
Draco had had many women in his time. The fact was that he was a Malfoy and very good-looking women seemed to fall at his feet. Draco was not the kind of man to deny a woman that kind of pleasure, but none of their bodies compared to the one in front of him now.
It wasn't until he wanted to see whom the person was, that he took his eyes of the perfect body in front of him. He looked at the persons face and the sight shocked him. 'Granger? How can the little bookworm Mudblood have a body like that?' He saw that her eyes were closed and that she obviously hadn't noticed him, so he decided to back out of the room quietly and try and put the image of her naked out of his mind. He knew that he wouldn't be able to of course, but a man had to try.
Once Hermione had finished washing her hair, she picked up a towel, wrapped it around her and headed to her room to get changed and go to bed. She had absolutely no clue that anyone had seen her take a shower, and she definitely didn't know that it was Draco who had saw her in her most vulnerable state.
Hermione woke up in the morning, after the best night sleep she had had in a long time. She got up and went to the bathroom and as she opened the door she stopped dead. Draco was just getting out of the shower completely naked. He stood in front of her with the water dripping of his body, obviously not ashamed of his nakedness in front of her. 'It only seems fair that since I saw her naked that she can see me naked.' he thought.
After a couple of seconds and nobody had spoken, Draco spoke first "Granger would you please stop looking at me, I don't doubt the fact that you find me being naked interesting but I would like to get to my room and get dressed for breakfast."
Draco speaking had obviously brought Hermione out of her thoughts. "What makes you think that I enjoyed looking at your body? And could you please put a towel on?"
"No, I am completely comfortable in my own skin Granger. I have nothing to be ashamed of, as you can see."
Draco smirked as Hermione's eyes travelled down his body, she blushed furiously.
"Whatever. I'm going to get changed. Let me know when you are finished in here."
"I am already finished. I am trying to get past you to my room." Draco said with a smirk.
Hermione moved aside and let Draco pass her.
Once he was out of the room, she ran over the image of him naked in her mind, those broad shoulders, that chiselled chest, those biceps and those rock hard abs, with the water dripping of him, slowly. It was as if every bead of water wanted to cling to his body, for just a moment longer. Hermione shook her thoughts before she travelled further down his body. She continued to get ready and headed down to the great hall.
Her eyes immediately scanned the Slytherin table, and saw that Draco was talking to Pansy and some other Slytherin girl.
Hermione mentally scolded herself for wanting to see whom he was talking to and continued to the Gryffindor table. She sat down next to Harry and Ron, to continue her day, as if nothing unusual had happened that morning.
A/n: I hope you liked this chapter, Thanks to my AWESOME beta. Monica you rock.
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