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Thanks to all my reviewers: Everlastingxlight, Charolastras, Total-Khufu, NeLLy22, chamorro, and Dutchess Murasaki.
Chapter 2
A man with silver blond hair and pale skin was busy shrinking objects to fit in his numerous bags. As soon as he was done, he called one of his house elves. A house elf came running and immediately bowed to his master, also known as Draco Malfoy.
"I'll be staying at the house of Harry's friend. Be sure to keep the house clean," Draco said, to his bowing house elf.
The house elf nodded vigorously. "Of course Master Draco."
After his servant left, Draco picked up his wand and apparated to his new temporary home. He walked up to the door and knocked three times. He heard a voice inside yell, "I'll get it". The entrance opened and revealed a person he had not seen since his days at Hogwarts.
"Granger!" Draco shouted, his usually calm demeanor broken. He was about to go over to Harry and ask for an explanation. Hermione, however, had gotten there before him.
Hermione's eyes blazed with fiery anger, as she looked at her best friend. "Harry Potter, I demand to know what's going on!"
Harry flinched a bit at Hermione's exploding anger. He had not realized, that Hermoine might not take living with Draco that well. He didn't know where to start. "Hermione, I, well you must understand that Draco has changed."
"Changed, Changed? Ferret face will never change. He'll forever remain the pompous git he has always been," Said Hermione enraged.
Draco looked slightly annoyed. "Um, excuse me. I'm right-" He stopped speaking when he saw Hermione glaring at him. If looks could kill, Draco would have dropped dead on the spot.
"Hermione, please sit down. Let me explain," Harry said, pointing to the seat next to him.
"Fine, enlighten me," Hermione said sarcastically.
"You must know that Draco helped me defeat Voldemort. He was the one that saved my life, if not for him I wouldn't be here. Hermoine, I couldn't go on hate someone who saved my life. It was like when Ron and I saved your life. We became friends after the troll incident."
Hermione got out of her seat. "Don't you dare compare me with this, thing," She said, aiming her finger at Draco.
"Come on Hermione, try to understand," Pleaded Harry.
"I don't want to hear anymore," Hermione said.
Draco had a mischievous glint in his silver gray eyes. "Seems like Granger is too incompetent, to get over our differences. Don't you agree Harry?"
Hermione grabbed Draco's bags and threw them out the door. "Get out, I never want to see your face again." She then turned to Harry. "Harry, please take your friend, and leave."
Harry got up reluctantly and walked out of the door with Draco. Once outside Harry scolded him. "You shouldn't have done that you know. Now you have to stay at your manor."
Draco smirked. "You don't know Granger very well do you? And you're supposed to be one of her best friends."
"Huh?" Said Harry, with a confused look.
"Don't worry, everything will work. Just you wait and see," Draco said, not worried in the least.
After her encounter with Draco, Hermione back down on her couch and remembered what had happened, in vivid detail. 'Maybe I was a bit too harsh. I mean, I didn't even give him a chance.' Thought Hermione, feeling herself overwhelming with guilt. 'Also, Harry wouldn't let Draco stay here if he didn't have his utmost faith in him. Right?' She nodded to herself. 'Of course, I'll go and fix the huge mistake that I made.'
With this new insight on the situation, she ran upstairs to get parchment paper. She dipped her quill in the black inkbottle and started to scribble quickly, on the first piece of parchment. It read:
Malfoy,
Although this is hard for me to admit, I am sorry for my behavior earlier this evening. I shouldn't have kicked you out of the house. I didn't even give you a second chance. However I wouldn't have thrown you out of the house if you hadn't insulted my intelligence.
Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that, you're welcome to stay at my house. That is if you would still like to and please accept my sincere apology.
Hermione Anne Granger
On the next piece of parchment she wrote a letter addressed to Harry. It read:
Dear Harry,
I'm sorry about what happened today. It was just hard for me to accept the fact that you and Malfoy are friends. I already wrote a letter apologizing and telling him I changed my mind about him staying at my house. I told him he is more then welcome to stay. Could you forgive me? I hope to see you soon.
With love,
Hermione
When she finished writing the second letter she tied them onto her owl's leg. "Go and deliver these letters to Draco Malfoy and Harry."
Hermione watched her snowy white owl fly off through her window. She sighed, it reminded her so much of Hedwig and Hedwig reminded her of him. Everything nowadays seemed to remind her of Harry. 'No' she thought angry with herself. 'You can't let Harry know that you like him. Not just yet.'
Just as she was about to walk upstairs, there was a soft pop behind her. She turned around and saw Draco standing a few steps behind her, smirking.
Hermione forced herself to smile. "Glad to see that you decided to stay."
"Oh yes and I bet you were dying to see me," Said Draco.
"Of course, who could resist a infuriatingly arrogant person like you?" Hermione said, every word dripping with sarcasm.
"Granger, I didn't know you liked me so much," Said Draco. Hermione opened her lips to speak; Draco cut in. "I'll show myself to my room. It's upstairs, I presume."
She watched as he headed upstairs to the guest bedroom, too appalled to speak. Hermione started to shake with fury. 'How dare he, act like he owns, my house. Why did I ever send him a letter saying he can stay at my home? I must be losing it.'
For a second, she wondered if she should go upstairs and talk to him, but changed her mind. She wasn't in much of a mood to get in an argument with somebody. Instead Hermione went to her kitchen and rummaged through her refrigerator. She found a beer and opened up the can. Hermione had never approved of drinking, but this was an exception.
Following her third can of alcohol, she started to feel drowsy. Hermione shook her head to clear up the fuzzy vision. She hoisted herself up, using the kitchen table for support and stumbled upstairs. She then walked into the bedroom and crept into bed. Due to the drink, Hermione fell asleep instantly.
The following day, Hermione was woken up by the bright sunlight. Her head was pounding and she didn't feel like getting up. Keeping her eyes closed she snuggled into her pillow, but there was something wrong, 'When had my pillow been so lumpy? Wait a second this isn't a pillow, don't tell me.' She thought, worriedly. She opened one eye, slowly and saw silvery blond hair.
"Ahh!!!!" Hermione screamed and pushed Draco out of the bed.
Draco rubbed his head and Hermione continued to yell, "How dare you? Taking advantage of a woman who is drunk. You pervert!"
Draco looked up at Hermione confused. "What are you talking about? And what are you doing in my room?"
"You room?" she said softly. Hermione looked around; sure enough this was not her room. "This still doesn't explain why I'm here."
"Beats me. Maybe you walked in, last night. If it was by accident or not, I'm not sure," Said Draco, shrugging.
Hermione got out of bed, shaking her fist at Draco. "How dare you insinuate that I walked in here on purpose? You evil, spawn of the de-" Hermione stopped short, fuzzy images came back to her. She remembered herself being drunk and walking into the guest bedroom.
She gasped and blushed furiously. "Um...Malfoy, I think I owe you an apology."
"You've been apologizing to me a lot Granger. Have you finally realized that I, Draco Malfoy am never wrong?" Said Draco.
Hermione scowled. "How dare yo-"
"Apology accepted. Now if you don't mind me, I'm going out," Said Draco, brushing Hermione off.
Hermione slapped herself on the head. 'Not again, why do I always let him have the last word? When he gets back I have a few things to say to him.'
"Hermione? You here? It's me Gwen." Said a short brown haired woman, peering into the guest bedroom.
"Gwen? What are you doing here?" Asked Hermione.
"Don't you remember? We would hang out on Saturday," Said Gwen, looking thoroughly concerned.
"It's Saturday already, sorry Gwen, I was a bit caught up with the new guy moving in."
"That's ok." Gwen smiled. "So, what's he like?"
"Who?" Asked Hermione, thoroughly baffled.
"Your new roommate, silly."
Hemione fumed, remembering all that had happened, ever since Draco's arrival. "Positively awful. He's the same old prick I've known at Hogwarts."
"This is getting interesting. You knew him at school?" Said Gwen, her eyes dancing.
"Knew!? Of course I knew the prat. He had only taunted Harry, Ron, and me for the seven years at Hogwarts."
Gwen started to laugh, uncontrollably. Hermione glared at her friend. "It's not funny. I don't know how I'm going to stand him living here."
Gwen threw Hermione her clothes and said. "I'll be waiting downstairs. Get dressed and let's go out to eat at Diagon alley."
Hermione nodded and quickly got ready. She ran downstairs, the two of them apparated to the Orange Café.
After breakfast, they spent the rest of the day shopping and looking at stores in Diagon Alley. Gwen went to go buy some ice cream and sat down in a nearby bench. Hermione watched the people pass by her and then her eyes passed over Knockturn Alley.
She had always wanted to see what was in there, but was too afraid to. Hermione walked over to the entrance of the Alley. Her feet wouldn't let her move any further.
"Granger, what a pleasant surprise," Said a familiar voice, behind her.
"What do you want, Malfoy." She spat the last word, with extra venom.
"Why don't you walk in?" Draco said, meaning the Alleyway.
Hermione lifted up her head, defiantly. "I don't think I will."
"Did I hear right? A Gryffindor afraid?" Asked Draco, his eyebrows raised.
"I never said that I was."
"Then do it." He sneered.
The one thing she wanted right now was to wipe the smirk off of Draco's face. Hermione locked eyes with him. "Fine I will."
Hermione hesitated for a moment and then took one step into the Alley. She gathered more courage and took a few more steps, then walked back.
"Hah, I did it." Hermione told Draco. She saw Gwen walking towards the bench; she was supposed to wait at. "Well, nice seeing you Malfoy. I suppose I'll be seeing you later."
Hermione ran over to Gwen and got her ice cream. "Thanks, I needed this."
Gwen tilted her head towards where Draco was standing. "Who were you talking to?"
"My new roommate." Hermione mumbled.
"See, you guys are getting along already," Gwen said.
Hermione snorted in response. "You want to sleep over today?"
"You're only saying that because you don't want to face your roommate alone."
Hermione blushed. "No, I'm not. Why would I be scared of him?"
"I never said you were scared," Replied Gwen. Hermoine glowered, while Gwen began to laugh. "I'm kidding. I'll also love to sleepover."
"Ok, let's go to my house, I'll make us something to eat," Said Hermione.
Gwen gave her a thumbs up and they apparated back to Hermione's flat. While Hermione was setting the table, she heard someone floo into the living room with a loud plop.
Having a good idea of who it was, Hermione turned to Gwen. "Can you ask, my roommate if he wants any dinner?"
Gwen put down the latest issue of Witch Weekly and headed to the living room. Hermione waited for five minutes for Gwen to come back. Exasperated she stalked into the area that Gwen and Draco currently occupied.
"It's a good thing I made extra, no doubt the prat expects dinner. Right?" Said Hermione, as she walked into the room.
Hermione stopped short; Gwen was staring open-mouthed at Draco. Hermione gave Gwen a strange look. "What are you doing? Did you ask him if he wanted dinner?"
This seemed to snap Gwen out of her own little world. She dragged Hermione into a nearby room. Then she put her hands on her hips and whispered to Hermione, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?" Hermione demanded.
"That you were roommates with the Draco Malfoy."
Hermione frowned. "So?"
"Hermione, he is only one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. He even won the best smile award for five years straight in Witch Weekly," Gwen said showing Hermione, the magazine article she was reading.
"Sometimes Gwen you make me wonder. Okay hypothetically speaking, let's say Draco Malfoy is how you put it hot, but that doesn't matter because he is the King of Pricks."
Hermione headed back into the living room and faced Draco. "So, are you having dinner with us?"
"No thanks, I would rather not lose my appetite, while I eat." Said Draco, while heading towards his room.
Gwen came from the next room soon after. Hermione scowled. "See what I mean? He needs to get a new personality if he ever wants a girlfriend."
"Did you say something Mione?" Asked Gwen, her eyes dreamy.
Hermione shook her head. "Never mind."
Dinner was eaten in silence, except for the occasional sighs from Gwen. They went to Hermione's room to go to bed.
"Are you sure you don't mind sleeping on the floor, Mione?" Said Gwen.
Hermione grinned. "Don't worry about me."
Gwen punched Hermione's arm lightly. "Your too nice, you know that. How can someone like you hold a grudge on Draco?"
"I can give you plenty of rea-" Hermione stopped when she saw Gwen put her hand up.
"Ok, no need to tell me. I guess I understand how you feel, but" Gwen said slyly. "You can't deny that he's undeniably cute."
Hermione got ready launch her pillow at her laughing friend. Gwen put her hands up in surrender. "Ok your right, I give up. Go to sleep, Merlin knows you need after the day we've been through."
Gwen turned off the lights and went to sleep. Hermione, in no time, did the same and fell into a deep slumber, filled with very interesting dreams.
A/N: Ok, I know I already posted a chapter two before, but after not receiving a single review. I assumed that this chapter was uneventful. Due to that reason, I changed or added things to my original chapter to make it more interesting. Also as always don't forget I cherish every review that I receive, like I would a friend. So, go on press the purple button on the bottom left and write me what you thought of this chapter. Until next time!
Thanks to all my reviewers: Everlastingxlight, Charolastras, Total-Khufu, NeLLy22, chamorro, and Dutchess Murasaki.
Chapter 2
A man with silver blond hair and pale skin was busy shrinking objects to fit in his numerous bags. As soon as he was done, he called one of his house elves. A house elf came running and immediately bowed to his master, also known as Draco Malfoy.
"I'll be staying at the house of Harry's friend. Be sure to keep the house clean," Draco said, to his bowing house elf.
The house elf nodded vigorously. "Of course Master Draco."
After his servant left, Draco picked up his wand and apparated to his new temporary home. He walked up to the door and knocked three times. He heard a voice inside yell, "I'll get it". The entrance opened and revealed a person he had not seen since his days at Hogwarts.
"Granger!" Draco shouted, his usually calm demeanor broken. He was about to go over to Harry and ask for an explanation. Hermione, however, had gotten there before him.
Hermione's eyes blazed with fiery anger, as she looked at her best friend. "Harry Potter, I demand to know what's going on!"
Harry flinched a bit at Hermione's exploding anger. He had not realized, that Hermoine might not take living with Draco that well. He didn't know where to start. "Hermione, I, well you must understand that Draco has changed."
"Changed, Changed? Ferret face will never change. He'll forever remain the pompous git he has always been," Said Hermione enraged.
Draco looked slightly annoyed. "Um, excuse me. I'm right-" He stopped speaking when he saw Hermione glaring at him. If looks could kill, Draco would have dropped dead on the spot.
"Hermione, please sit down. Let me explain," Harry said, pointing to the seat next to him.
"Fine, enlighten me," Hermione said sarcastically.
"You must know that Draco helped me defeat Voldemort. He was the one that saved my life, if not for him I wouldn't be here. Hermoine, I couldn't go on hate someone who saved my life. It was like when Ron and I saved your life. We became friends after the troll incident."
Hermione got out of her seat. "Don't you dare compare me with this, thing," She said, aiming her finger at Draco.
"Come on Hermione, try to understand," Pleaded Harry.
"I don't want to hear anymore," Hermione said.
Draco had a mischievous glint in his silver gray eyes. "Seems like Granger is too incompetent, to get over our differences. Don't you agree Harry?"
Hermione grabbed Draco's bags and threw them out the door. "Get out, I never want to see your face again." She then turned to Harry. "Harry, please take your friend, and leave."
Harry got up reluctantly and walked out of the door with Draco. Once outside Harry scolded him. "You shouldn't have done that you know. Now you have to stay at your manor."
Draco smirked. "You don't know Granger very well do you? And you're supposed to be one of her best friends."
"Huh?" Said Harry, with a confused look.
"Don't worry, everything will work. Just you wait and see," Draco said, not worried in the least.
After her encounter with Draco, Hermione back down on her couch and remembered what had happened, in vivid detail. 'Maybe I was a bit too harsh. I mean, I didn't even give him a chance.' Thought Hermione, feeling herself overwhelming with guilt. 'Also, Harry wouldn't let Draco stay here if he didn't have his utmost faith in him. Right?' She nodded to herself. 'Of course, I'll go and fix the huge mistake that I made.'
With this new insight on the situation, she ran upstairs to get parchment paper. She dipped her quill in the black inkbottle and started to scribble quickly, on the first piece of parchment. It read:
Malfoy,
Although this is hard for me to admit, I am sorry for my behavior earlier this evening. I shouldn't have kicked you out of the house. I didn't even give you a second chance. However I wouldn't have thrown you out of the house if you hadn't insulted my intelligence.
Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that, you're welcome to stay at my house. That is if you would still like to and please accept my sincere apology.
Hermione Anne Granger
On the next piece of parchment she wrote a letter addressed to Harry. It read:
Dear Harry,
I'm sorry about what happened today. It was just hard for me to accept the fact that you and Malfoy are friends. I already wrote a letter apologizing and telling him I changed my mind about him staying at my house. I told him he is more then welcome to stay. Could you forgive me? I hope to see you soon.
With love,
Hermione
When she finished writing the second letter she tied them onto her owl's leg. "Go and deliver these letters to Draco Malfoy and Harry."
Hermione watched her snowy white owl fly off through her window. She sighed, it reminded her so much of Hedwig and Hedwig reminded her of him. Everything nowadays seemed to remind her of Harry. 'No' she thought angry with herself. 'You can't let Harry know that you like him. Not just yet.'
Just as she was about to walk upstairs, there was a soft pop behind her. She turned around and saw Draco standing a few steps behind her, smirking.
Hermione forced herself to smile. "Glad to see that you decided to stay."
"Oh yes and I bet you were dying to see me," Said Draco.
"Of course, who could resist a infuriatingly arrogant person like you?" Hermione said, every word dripping with sarcasm.
"Granger, I didn't know you liked me so much," Said Draco. Hermione opened her lips to speak; Draco cut in. "I'll show myself to my room. It's upstairs, I presume."
She watched as he headed upstairs to the guest bedroom, too appalled to speak. Hermione started to shake with fury. 'How dare he, act like he owns, my house. Why did I ever send him a letter saying he can stay at my home? I must be losing it.'
For a second, she wondered if she should go upstairs and talk to him, but changed her mind. She wasn't in much of a mood to get in an argument with somebody. Instead Hermione went to her kitchen and rummaged through her refrigerator. She found a beer and opened up the can. Hermione had never approved of drinking, but this was an exception.
Following her third can of alcohol, she started to feel drowsy. Hermione shook her head to clear up the fuzzy vision. She hoisted herself up, using the kitchen table for support and stumbled upstairs. She then walked into the bedroom and crept into bed. Due to the drink, Hermione fell asleep instantly.
The following day, Hermione was woken up by the bright sunlight. Her head was pounding and she didn't feel like getting up. Keeping her eyes closed she snuggled into her pillow, but there was something wrong, 'When had my pillow been so lumpy? Wait a second this isn't a pillow, don't tell me.' She thought, worriedly. She opened one eye, slowly and saw silvery blond hair.
"Ahh!!!!" Hermione screamed and pushed Draco out of the bed.
Draco rubbed his head and Hermione continued to yell, "How dare you? Taking advantage of a woman who is drunk. You pervert!"
Draco looked up at Hermione confused. "What are you talking about? And what are you doing in my room?"
"You room?" she said softly. Hermione looked around; sure enough this was not her room. "This still doesn't explain why I'm here."
"Beats me. Maybe you walked in, last night. If it was by accident or not, I'm not sure," Said Draco, shrugging.
Hermione got out of bed, shaking her fist at Draco. "How dare you insinuate that I walked in here on purpose? You evil, spawn of the de-" Hermione stopped short, fuzzy images came back to her. She remembered herself being drunk and walking into the guest bedroom.
She gasped and blushed furiously. "Um...Malfoy, I think I owe you an apology."
"You've been apologizing to me a lot Granger. Have you finally realized that I, Draco Malfoy am never wrong?" Said Draco.
Hermione scowled. "How dare yo-"
"Apology accepted. Now if you don't mind me, I'm going out," Said Draco, brushing Hermione off.
Hermione slapped herself on the head. 'Not again, why do I always let him have the last word? When he gets back I have a few things to say to him.'
"Hermione? You here? It's me Gwen." Said a short brown haired woman, peering into the guest bedroom.
"Gwen? What are you doing here?" Asked Hermione.
"Don't you remember? We would hang out on Saturday," Said Gwen, looking thoroughly concerned.
"It's Saturday already, sorry Gwen, I was a bit caught up with the new guy moving in."
"That's ok." Gwen smiled. "So, what's he like?"
"Who?" Asked Hermione, thoroughly baffled.
"Your new roommate, silly."
Hemione fumed, remembering all that had happened, ever since Draco's arrival. "Positively awful. He's the same old prick I've known at Hogwarts."
"This is getting interesting. You knew him at school?" Said Gwen, her eyes dancing.
"Knew!? Of course I knew the prat. He had only taunted Harry, Ron, and me for the seven years at Hogwarts."
Gwen started to laugh, uncontrollably. Hermione glared at her friend. "It's not funny. I don't know how I'm going to stand him living here."
Gwen threw Hermione her clothes and said. "I'll be waiting downstairs. Get dressed and let's go out to eat at Diagon alley."
Hermione nodded and quickly got ready. She ran downstairs, the two of them apparated to the Orange Café.
After breakfast, they spent the rest of the day shopping and looking at stores in Diagon Alley. Gwen went to go buy some ice cream and sat down in a nearby bench. Hermione watched the people pass by her and then her eyes passed over Knockturn Alley.
She had always wanted to see what was in there, but was too afraid to. Hermione walked over to the entrance of the Alley. Her feet wouldn't let her move any further.
"Granger, what a pleasant surprise," Said a familiar voice, behind her.
"What do you want, Malfoy." She spat the last word, with extra venom.
"Why don't you walk in?" Draco said, meaning the Alleyway.
Hermione lifted up her head, defiantly. "I don't think I will."
"Did I hear right? A Gryffindor afraid?" Asked Draco, his eyebrows raised.
"I never said that I was."
"Then do it." He sneered.
The one thing she wanted right now was to wipe the smirk off of Draco's face. Hermione locked eyes with him. "Fine I will."
Hermione hesitated for a moment and then took one step into the Alley. She gathered more courage and took a few more steps, then walked back.
"Hah, I did it." Hermione told Draco. She saw Gwen walking towards the bench; she was supposed to wait at. "Well, nice seeing you Malfoy. I suppose I'll be seeing you later."
Hermione ran over to Gwen and got her ice cream. "Thanks, I needed this."
Gwen tilted her head towards where Draco was standing. "Who were you talking to?"
"My new roommate." Hermione mumbled.
"See, you guys are getting along already," Gwen said.
Hermione snorted in response. "You want to sleep over today?"
"You're only saying that because you don't want to face your roommate alone."
Hermione blushed. "No, I'm not. Why would I be scared of him?"
"I never said you were scared," Replied Gwen. Hermoine glowered, while Gwen began to laugh. "I'm kidding. I'll also love to sleepover."
"Ok, let's go to my house, I'll make us something to eat," Said Hermione.
Gwen gave her a thumbs up and they apparated back to Hermione's flat. While Hermione was setting the table, she heard someone floo into the living room with a loud plop.
Having a good idea of who it was, Hermione turned to Gwen. "Can you ask, my roommate if he wants any dinner?"
Gwen put down the latest issue of Witch Weekly and headed to the living room. Hermione waited for five minutes for Gwen to come back. Exasperated she stalked into the area that Gwen and Draco currently occupied.
"It's a good thing I made extra, no doubt the prat expects dinner. Right?" Said Hermione, as she walked into the room.
Hermione stopped short; Gwen was staring open-mouthed at Draco. Hermione gave Gwen a strange look. "What are you doing? Did you ask him if he wanted dinner?"
This seemed to snap Gwen out of her own little world. She dragged Hermione into a nearby room. Then she put her hands on her hips and whispered to Hermione, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?" Hermione demanded.
"That you were roommates with the Draco Malfoy."
Hermione frowned. "So?"
"Hermione, he is only one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. He even won the best smile award for five years straight in Witch Weekly," Gwen said showing Hermione, the magazine article she was reading.
"Sometimes Gwen you make me wonder. Okay hypothetically speaking, let's say Draco Malfoy is how you put it hot, but that doesn't matter because he is the King of Pricks."
Hermione headed back into the living room and faced Draco. "So, are you having dinner with us?"
"No thanks, I would rather not lose my appetite, while I eat." Said Draco, while heading towards his room.
Gwen came from the next room soon after. Hermione scowled. "See what I mean? He needs to get a new personality if he ever wants a girlfriend."
"Did you say something Mione?" Asked Gwen, her eyes dreamy.
Hermione shook her head. "Never mind."
Dinner was eaten in silence, except for the occasional sighs from Gwen. They went to Hermione's room to go to bed.
"Are you sure you don't mind sleeping on the floor, Mione?" Said Gwen.
Hermione grinned. "Don't worry about me."
Gwen punched Hermione's arm lightly. "Your too nice, you know that. How can someone like you hold a grudge on Draco?"
"I can give you plenty of rea-" Hermione stopped when she saw Gwen put her hand up.
"Ok, no need to tell me. I guess I understand how you feel, but" Gwen said slyly. "You can't deny that he's undeniably cute."
Hermione got ready launch her pillow at her laughing friend. Gwen put her hands up in surrender. "Ok your right, I give up. Go to sleep, Merlin knows you need after the day we've been through."
Gwen turned off the lights and went to sleep. Hermione, in no time, did the same and fell into a deep slumber, filled with very interesting dreams.
A/N: Ok, I know I already posted a chapter two before, but after not receiving a single review. I assumed that this chapter was uneventful. Due to that reason, I changed or added things to my original chapter to make it more interesting. Also as always don't forget I cherish every review that I receive, like I would a friend. So, go on press the purple button on the bottom left and write me what you thought of this chapter. Until next time!