Chapter Three
The Heads Tower
"What the bloody hell is going on?" Draco thought in pain. Both his and Hermione's head was throbbing with unbearable pain still.
Hermione's vision was somehow getting transferred to Draco. Allowing him to see exactly what she could see.
Draco tried to let go of Hermione but something just wouldn't let him. They both cried out in pain as images flowed threw their heads all at once.
Once again, as one ended, another began.(A/N: Flash! lol )
Hermione's Vision
"Oh please, Draco. Mind was on accident. Yours isn't going to be." Hermione had said, slowly backing away from the table.
"Draco please." she had repeated.
"What? I'm not going to do anything." Draco had said innocently. He had given her his I'm-up-to-something smirk though.
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not." he was still smirking as he had wiped off some of the chocolate syrup Hermione had accidentally hit him with.
"Yes you-----" her voice had trailed off as she froze in horror at the sight of a big glob of ice cream flying straight for her. "…are." she finished as the ice cream landed with a heap in her face.
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Hermione and Draco stood in the Great Hall, covered in chocolate syrup, ice cream, whipped cream, ect. Draco had pulled Hermione closer to him and hugged her tight.
He then rested his chin on her head. He could feel her shaking and shivering.
"Hermione, I love you." he had said but he wasn't lying this time. He really truly meant those warm loving words for the first time.
Hermione had lifted her head off his chest just a little.
"I……I love you too." she had replied before she could of stopped herself.
Hermione suddenly felt Draco's warm lips on hers'. Draco could still feel her shaking and shivering as their lips broke apart.
He kissed her again, touching her chin with his thumb and her neck with his four fingers.
End of Hermione's Vision
Suddenly, all of the images that once filled both Hermione's and Draco's head, vanished within a flash once again.
"Was anyone else disturbed with what just happened?" Draco asked as he finally let go of Hermione.
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"As you know," the head master said, peering at Hermione and Draco through his half moon spectacles. "You two are head girl and head boy." Dumbledore continued.
"I'm sure you already know that you must share a common room together?"
"Yes, Professor." Hermione and Draco, who sat in front of his desk, said miserably in union.
"But why?" Draco asked. "Can't we just stay at our own house common rooms?"
"I'm afraid not." Dumbledore answered. "You see, Mr. Malfoy. This is a splendid experience for Miss Granger and yourself."
"It…is?" Hermione asked, sounding uncertain of Dumbledore's words.
"Yes, Miss Granger. In deed it is. This is a great opportunity for Mr. Malfoy and yourself, of course," he made a small pause. "two wonderfully bright students, one Slytherin and one Gryffindor, to become close." Dumbledore couldn't help but to smile.
Hermione and Draco turned their gazes toward each other and glared at one another. They couldn't possibly bare the thought of them becoming close.
It was true that they were enemies and nothing but, but was it also true that perhaps maybe they had been forced into becoming enemies.
Was their undying love for each other just a mere flame inside the two of them, waiting to ignite and grow into a blaze?
Dumbledore's gaze suddenly turned toward the clock in which lay upon his desk.
"Oh, right. I almost forgot." his gaze returned to the two students that sat in front of his desk. "I have just enough time to show you to your tower before the feast begins." he stood up and stuck out his hand, making a gesture toward the door. "Shall we?"
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"Ah, here we are." Professor Dumbledore announced as he stopped in front of a rather large painting.
It was a picture of a little girl, Hermione saw. She had to be about nine or ten. She was very small and petite. She was also very pretty. She had the most two richest baby-blue eyes Hermione had ever seen before.
Hermione had also noticed that the girl had very long and very straight blond hair in which she kept them in pink-tails.
"She looks like a ditz to me." Draco whispered in Hermione's ear.
"Malfoy!" Hermione whispered back, giving him a disapproving look. She then nudged him in the stomach in total disgust of what he had just said.
"What? What did I do?" he asked, truly puzzled.
Hermione rolled her eyes in astonishment and disgust as Dumbledore began to speak again.
"This is Samantha." Professor Dumbledore introduced the little girl.
"You may call me Sammy." the small girl told Hermione and Draco. Her voice was as sweet as honey.
"I'm Hermione Granger." Hermione told the little girl known as Sammy. "and this is Draco Malfoy." she pointed to Draco. At the sound of Draco's name, Sammy began to tug and pull on a strand of her long blond hair that rested neatly in her pink-tails as she gave him a big smile.
Professor Dumbledore and Hermione couldn't help but to smile and hold in their laughter.
Draco on the other hand, made a nasty face and crossed his arms in disgust.
Hermione, again, rolled her eyes at Malfoy.
"Well." Dumbledore went on. "Its time for you two to have the first look around." He made a gesture to the little girl, letting her know it let them in.
Suddenly the portrait hole swung open.
Hermione and Draco stepped in together and immediately their mouths dropped open in a astonishment. Everything was so warm and cozy inside. Hermione's eyes widened as she looked around. She was trying to take in the whole room all at once. She could see that what was now their common room, looked almost precisely like the Gryffindor's common room.
Hermione's gaze fell to the fireplace. It was already lit and lighting up the whole common room. She then saw the arm chair, which rested near the fireplace. She quickly walked over to it and plopped down. It was so soft beneath her. Very cozy.
"Ah. Perfect for reading." she thought to herself. Which was when she caught sight of a bookcase across the room. Hermione jumped up and practically ran to the bookcase.
"Wow!" she said. Hermione began to pull off books, examining every aspect of them.
Hermione shoved the books back on the bookcase, shoving them back onto their proper shelves. She then quickly scanned the rest of the room.
Suddenly she caught sight of a pair of stairs.
"Our rooms must be up there." she said aloud. She then began to run toward them. Draco quickly caught sight of her and chased after her.
"Oh no you don't, Granger. I get to pick my room first." As Draco ran after Hermione, Dumbledore called from the bottom of the stairs.
"The feast will be starting soon. So make sure you get yourselves down there right away. Oh and don't forget. You still have to pick your password."
"Will do." Draco and Hermione hollered down the stairs in union. With that, Dumbledore walked out of the common room, closing the portrait behind him.
Draco was only seconds behind Hermione now but before he could reach the top of the stairs Hermione shouted out.
"I call this room!" she pointed to the room to the right. "That means you get that room." she smiled and pointed to the left, the room across from hers'.
"Dammit!" Draco said. "Hey, no fair, Your room is bigger." he added sarcastically.
"To bad, Malfoy. I already called it." she laughed. "Well anyway..." she added stepping into her room. Draco followed her. He could see that she had pulled out her wand.
"ACCIO!" Hermione shouted. Suddenly Draco heard a loud rumbling sound from the common room.
"What's going on?" he asked, getting a little nervous at the loud rumbling sound.
"You'll see." Hermione replied over the loud noise. Draco and Hermione both turned their gaze toward the door where the sound was growing louder and closer.
Suddenly, Draco caught sight of Hermione's bags flying through the door. They landed with a thunk at her feet.
Hermione shouted another spell. Her bags quickly opened themselves and all of Hermione's stuff began to fly around the room. With in a flash, Hermione had her stuff unpacked and put away in their correct fashion.
Her room was now also decorated in her own house colors. Scarlet and gold.
"Wow!" Draco said, examining her room.
"Are you going to unpack?" she asked him.
"Ummm… later." he replied, touching all of her stuff.
"Right." Hermione walked out of her room, down the stairs, and into their common room. Draco followed behind her.
Hermione quickly plopped down into the arm chair near the fire.
"Dumbledore said we have to pick a password. I was thinking we should pick it before we leave."
"Right." Draco agreed, plopping down on the couch.
"How about….." Hermione thought for a second. "Draco is a prat." She never really asked it as a question. It was more like a demand.
"What?" he asked, taken aback for a second. "That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard."
"Well I think that is what the password should be. I mean, you are an ass, Draco." Hermione laughed.
"Well who cares what you think, Granger." Draco almost shouted, getting very livid. "Dammit!" he muttered to himself. "Why does Dumbledore always insist on pairing us up together?"
"Face it, Malfoy. I'm head girl and you're head boy. We have no chose but to share a common room together. I really don't like it any better then you do. So just shut up." Hermione shouted.
"Now we have to pick a password and I choose 'Draco is a prat.'" Hermione demanded.
"No, we are not using that, Granger."
"Yes, we are."
"No we are not." Draco told her. "But I'll tell you what we should use." he grinned at her.
"What?"
"We should use, 'Hermione is a bitch!'" he gave a small laugh but he was in deed serious.
Hermione jumped up in anger. How can he just sit there and talk about her like that?
"He doesn't even care that he just insulted me." she thought. "Of course, Hermione. This is Malfoy we're talking about here."
"Malfoy." she said through clutching teeth. She was getting very livid now.
"Yes." he answered as if he did nothing wrong.
"You are the most ill-tempered, inconsiderate, selfish, git it has ever been my displeasure to lay eyes upon."
With that, Hermione ran out of the portrait hole. Tears flooded her eyes now. She suddenly stopped short and doubled back to the entrance to hers' and Draco's common room.
"Oh. I almost forgot." she added to the little girl named Sammy. Hermione tried not to show her tears. "The password is 'Draco is a prat.'"
"Got it." Sammy replied.
"Oh and if Draco tries to change the password or gives you a different one, just don't let him in okay?"
"Right." Samantha said, giving a small giggle.
Hermione then preceded toward the Great Hall, pushing more of her tears away.
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A/N: Okay, you guys, remember when I was like 'Was their undying love for each other, just a mere flame inside the two of them, waiting to ignite and grow into a blaze?' Yeah, well I think that flame has just been extinguished. Draco just totally STEPTED ON IT! Lol.
Oh and I just had to make her have a vision of that whole ice cream thing. That was one of my favorite chapters in The Bet. LOL.
Well there it is you guys, the third chapter. I hope you guys liked it. Now go REVIEW! Hopefully I'll have the forth chapter for you soon.
