Dumbledore entered the Common Room.

"Your rooms are ready. Please follow me." Without question, the nine students followed their Headmaster to a portrait of Merlin.

"I will leave it to you to decide on your password. You many have a password to protect your own room too. I believe you will recognize your own rooms as they are suited for each of you." With that, Dumbledore vanished leaving the students in confusion.

"WE have to stay with you? EEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!" Pansy screeched, looking at the Gryffindors.

"Now, now, Pansy dear. Let's just keep that temper in control, OK?" Blaise patted her head with a mischievous grin.

"Ugh, God. Stop with the bloody arguments and let's pick an effing password! The sooner we do that, the sooner we can get to our rooms." Ginny suggested.

"How about 'Slytherins rock'?" Malfoy suggested with a smirk.

"In your dreams, ferret." Ron said.

"OK. We have to pick something that is complicated for others but easy for us to remember." Hermione said. Everyone went quiet as they thought.

"I know! The sex gods have arrived." Ginny giggled. Everyone looked at her as if she'd lost it. The guys were impressed, however. Well, obviously except Ron who was looking at her as if he'd never known her. But, it was too late and the portrait swung opened.

"OK." Hermione said slowly and led the group in. Nine portraits adorned the walls and they approached the first one. A painting of Harry, holding a silver sword encrusted with rubies, a wind billowing his clothes.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." Harry said clearly and entered his room, bidding them all good night. The next portrait was of Ron, holding a crystal ball. He groaned and said, "Weasley is our King". After Ron wished them good night, they went to the next painting. It was Pansy, in front of an abstract background.

"Blaise rocks my socks." With that, she winked at said guy and entered her own room. The next painting was of Luna, surrounded by colourful clouds.

"Sweet dreams" she uttered and entered her room. Ginny's room was next, a portrait of her with glowing hands standing guard.

"Harry James Potter." She muttered, so that no-one would hear and hurried in her room. Neville's room was next, with a portrait of him with leaves flying a round him.

"Mimbulus Mimbletonia." He said and strode inside. A portrait of Blaise was next, lightening in the background.

"Pansy is my horny bitch." Blaise said with a wicked grin as he walked in. Draco and Hermione stood in front of their respective rooms. One was of Hermione in front of flames, and the other was of Draco, standing on a bridge of ice.

"Hermione sucks up" Draco smirked at his portrait and entered. Hermione looked royally pissed off and looked towards his room.

"What kind of a password is" Hermione said. "Hermione sucks up?" she asked her portrait. The reply came in the form of an open portrait.

"Oh SHIT!" Hermione realised her mistake. She had the same password as Malfoy.