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By Morning Will Be Gone

xxx The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist. xxx

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Chapter 3

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Eva snuck throughout the halls of Hogwarts in her black capri pajamas and a light grey tank top. She had some sort of cloak around her that Hermione had told Eva to use- quite interesting, it was, for no one seemed to notice her scurrying giddily to the Head Boy and Girl Dorms. She had fun narrowing her eyes at Filch and hissing at other students trying to make it to bed before they got caught in the halls.

Making it to her destination, Eva gave a quick glance around before shedding the cloak and muttering the password to Hermione's dorm door. "Weasley."

The door swung open and Eva shuffled inside, stopping immedietly when she saw Hermione in front of her.

Mouth gaping, Eva whispered, "My-oh-nee!"

"Eva, would you please stop using that childish nickname for me? It's so unlike you." Hermione said at once.

"It's like me when I'm hyper." Eva grinned, not taking her eyes off of the Head Girl. "I like your pajama pants... chickens. Nice."

"Shut up." Hermione retorted, smiling and blushing a little. "It was either this or my boy shorts."

"Ah... yes... it's co-ed." Eva nodded, understanding, went into the bathroom, and knocked on the other door. "Draco... are you ready?"

This was followed by numerous curses and a short rant about Eva being early from Draco. "Um... I'm not ready!"

"Having trouble, Draco, dear?" Eva smirked, silently snickering to Hermione.

"My... pajama pants..."

"What?"

"They're..."

"What?"

"..."

"DRACO, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUR PANTS?" Eva screeched, eyeing the door evily.

"..."

Eva muttered to herself before she opened the door, frustrated.

Hermione gasped, catching sight of Draco is his green pajama pants, which now had a giant pink splotch on the left leg.

"Is that all?" she accused, looking almost releived.

"Is that all? Is that all!" Draco hissed again, pointing to the now-empty nail polish bottle on the floor. "It attacked me! And it's PINK!"

Hermione burst out laughing. "It attacked you, Malfoy?"

Eva looked at the pink stain, taken aback. "All of that came from that one bottle?" she asked.

"Yes! And what are you laughing about, Granger? I swear, I picked it up and it just exploded!" Draco replied hastily. He was getting more and more livid by the second.

This caused more laughter.

"I think you wanted to test it out and you dropped it." Eva responded, picking up the bottle curiously. She inspected it and then nodded. "Complicated as they may be, it doesn't seem dangerous at all. Oh... wait... inhalance hazard. Did you sniff it?"

"NO!" Draco screamed, red in the face.

"Ah. Indeed." Eva nodded, shuffling to the Head Students' private common room. She picked up the mood polish and elegantly examined it, holding it up to the light. "So... My-oh-nee, how do you use this?"

Hermione recovered from the previous scene and blinked her eyes at Eva. "Open it, and paint your nails with the little brush." she said, as if Eva was a child.

Draco had quickly changed from green/pink pants to simple black boxers and joined the girls.

"No shirt?" Eva asked, gazing at Draco's muscles and then meeting his gaze without blushing. He smirked, and Eva gave a stupid grin back. "Seriously, none?"

"Nope." Draco was still smirking, pleased.

Hermione paid no attention to either, for she grabbed a few other bottles she had collected from Ginny- orange, lime green, sparkly silver and another pink- and passed the silver to Eva.

"Oooh... Eva likey." Eva smiled, unscrewing the top and eyeing the little brush that came with it.

Hermione took the pink and began to take Draco's foot.

"Granger! What are you doing?" he sneered.

"Dear Malfoy, this is how girls bond." Hermione replied stiffly, painting the tiniest toenail pink, and switching to the lime green color, painting the next toenail.

Draco kind of paused- girl bonding? That wasn't what he though. But... the colors... they were so... dare he say it? Pretty? Hypnotizing? Tempting?

Making his silent desicion quickly, Draco sit back and relax.

No one had to know about this.

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Short, I know, but I'm kinda busy making a layout for DaShei... see you guys later!

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