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Hermione walked off the train with Ron and Ginny who were both prefects. She was still thinking about what Malfoy had said. She knew that Ron was talking to her, but she couldn't hear what he was saying. Something about Harry. She shook her head trying to get the images of Draco out of her head. She snapped around when she heard Ginny saying her name. "What's that Gin? I'm sorry I didn't hear you," she could feel her cheeks starting to flush.
"I was just saying that you looked like you were a million miles away just now. What's on your mind 'Mione?" Ginny looked at her friend with a worried look on her face.
"Oh...nothing. Just thinking about being head girl and all of the responsibilities that I'm going to have this year on top of my schoolwork," Hermione lied. She smiled trying to convince Ginny that she was telling the truth.
"I don't envy you 'Mione that's for sure. I was so relieved when they didn't make me head boy. So was Harry. I'm just sorry that stupid prat Malfoy ended up with it," Ron said with a shudder.
Hermione drifted off into thought at the mention of the name. She couldn't figure out why she was thinking of him so much. She felt a tap on her shoulder. "'Mione are you sure that you're alright? Your face is flushed and you just seem to be a little out of it. Are you feeling all right?" Ginny asked looking even more concerned.
"What? Sorry...oh yeah Malfoy as head boy. Yeah that sucks. I don't really feel sick, I think I'm just tired." Hermione did know what was going on with her. Why couldn't she get Malfoy out of her head? He did look bloody hot, but he always was good looking. Of course the muscles that he had developed over the summer added to his looks quite a bit. She followed her friends into a carriage where they found Harry and Neville. "Hello boys, sorry I didn't see you before the train took off. Did you have a good summer?" She smiled and nodded to each of her fellow Gryffindors.
"I was with the Dursley's for most of it, how do you think my summer was? After I left to go to the Burrow though it definitely improved," Harry said smiling at Ginny, who blushed as red as her hair. Hermione didn't notice though she was looking out of the carriage. Harry gave Ginny a questioning look, but she just shook her head indicating that she didn't know what was up.
"I spent the whole summer with my Grandmother, and visiting my mum and dad. It was the same as always for me. I never get to have any fun," Neville shook his head and looked down at the floor. Harry, Ron and Ginny gave him an apologetic look.
The carriages pulled up to the castle and the students started filing into the great hall, anxious to get the feast and sorting ceremony underway. The group pushed their way through the crowd to get to the Gryffindor table where they were greeted by some of their house mates who had already managed to get into the rapidly filling hall.
Once everyone was seated Professor McGonagall brought in the sorting hat and the first years to begin the ceremony. Hermione smiled when she saw how scared and nervous the first years were. She remembered when she came here for the first time. She too had been terrified, she was afraid she wouldn't get into a good house. After the last student was sorted into Slytherin Dumbledore stood up and began his announcements.
"And without further ado I would like to announce this years head boy and girl. First our head boy Slytherin's Draco Malfoy. Well done Mr. Malfoy we are very proud indeed. And for head girl Gryffindor's Hermione Granger. We are so proud of you as well. You are two of the brightest students this school has ever seen, we know you will live up to your titles well. Now, we feast," Dumbledore clapped his hands and the food magically appeared. "Also Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy if you could come up here after the feast Professor McGonagall will show you to your new living quarters. Dig in everyone!"
Hermione could not believe what she was hearing. What did Dumbledore mean by her and Draco's new quarters. She wanted to stay in the Lion's Den with all of her friends. She looked over at the Slytherin table and glared angrily at her new roommate. "I can't believe that they expect me to live with him. Is Dumbledore high?"
"That really sucks Hermione, they haven't had heads share dorms since my mum and dad went to school here. Strange that they would change it really. I always knew Dumbledore was crazy, but I never guessed he was this mad," Ron added. "If he does anything Hermione he'll have to answer to me. You just let me know if he does anything to hurt you, and I'll make sure that he never hurts anyone again."
"Thanks Ron, but I'm not worried about that loathsome little ferret. He's nothing that I can't handle. He's not so big and bad now that his father is gone. He may think that he's still the all powerful Malfoy heir, but he doesn't have his daddy to stick up for him anymore," she tried to convince herself that everything was going to be fine living with her worst enemy, but she knew it wasn't.
The feast had ended and Professor McGonagall was leading Hermione and Draco to their new dorms. There was so much tension between the two that nobody said a word all the way to the head's portrait hole. Even McGonagall was wise enough not to break the silence with small talk. When they finally arrived at the portrait which was a picture of an alive Professor Binns, McGonagall turned to them and finally broke the silence. "This is to be your new dormitory, you make pick your own password. I must stress to both of you the importance of you putting your differences aside, and trying to make the best of the situation. I was against this idea, but Professor Dumbledore said that it would be good for the whole school if you two were to make friends. You will be attending all of your classes together as you have both picked the same career path. You will be partnered up in all of your lessons, and you will share your own table in the great hall situated just to the right of the professors table. I know this will not be easy for either of you, but you will be spending the better part of this year together, so I suggest that you get used to it. Please don't look at me like that Mr. Malfoy, this is out of my hands. You may now enter your dorm and I expect to see you being, at the very least civil to each other from now on. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes professor," they reluctantly said in unison, neither taking their eyes off the ground.
"Good. Now you will notice when you go in there that your dormitory is a blank slate. This was done so that the two of you can decide together how to decorate. Being from different houses, it would be in poor taste to use your house colors, so you will be decorating it yourself. Any spells that you need are on the refrigerator door. Goodnight to you both. And remember what I said. Civil." She walked off down the hall to head to her own quarters. She hoped Dumbledore knew what he was doing putting those two in the same room together.
Hermione was the first one to look up, she looked at Draco. "What should we make the password?" she asked figuring that he would pick something like pureblood.
"How about...dragonheart. It fits well for both of us. It's my name, and it's your pet. It's also your tattoo," he smirked at the effect that this had on Hermione. "Didn't think that I'd be able to read it?" He pulled his sleeve down off of his right shoulder to show her he had the same tattoo. He smirked again at the look of shock on her face and pulled his sleeve back on. "I guess great minds think alike. Dragonheart." As he said this the portrait swung open revealing a bright white room just waiting to be colored in.
Hermione gasped at how beautiful the furnishings were. She couldn't wait to get her hands on those spells and start decorating this room in her favorite colors, deep purple and forest green. She made her way to the refrigerator to get the list of spells. She skimmed over it and pulled out her wand. She was about to cast the first spell to turn the couch a deep green when something stopped her from raising her wand. She looked to see Draco standing there with his hand on her arm. "Slow down Granger, this is my room too. I don't want the whole thing pink or something. Lets pick something we can both agree on. My favorite colors are green and purple." Hermione smiled at this. "What's with that look Granger, never seen a man comfortable enough to admit that he likes purple?"
Hermione laughed and shook her head. "No silly, I was just surprised to know that we have the same favorite colors. I love deep purple and forest green. I thought that we would never agree on anything." She continued to smile, and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. She looked up into Draco's eyes and was surprised to see that at the look of pure exhaustion that she saw in them. It made them look much more inviting, and much more sexy she thought to herself. Shaking her head to get rid of that thought, she yawned and stretched. "I think we should do the decorating tomorrow since we don't have classes. I'm really tired, I think I'm going to change into my pajamas and read for a while. Besides I'm dying to see the rest of the dorm."
Draco nodded in agreement, also yawning and stretching. "I think that I'll do the same." They both walked over to the stairs to go up to the dorms. Hermione was shocked when Draco stopped to allow her to ascend the stairs first. Draco smirked at the look of surprise and started to climb up the stairs after her. His eyes resting first on her tattoo, and then slowly traveling down to her butt that looked perfect in the jeans she was wearing.
Hermione could feel his eyes on her, but for some reason she didn't mind. She just continued to walk up the stairs, and turned to go into her room. Her room was even better than the common room. She looked around for quite awhile. Her bedroom was decked out in Gryffindor colors, and she made a mental note to change that tomorrow as well. She walked over to her dresser and got out a hot pink tank top and a pair of black boy shorts with a hot pink Playboy bunny on the front. She hurried up and put these on, grabbed her copy of her favorite muggle book, The Notebook, and walked back to the common room. When she walked in her jaw dropped. Draco was lounging on the couch reading The Notebook wearing nothing but a pair of green silk boxer shorts.
Draco looked up from his book and smiled at the look on Hermione's face. Hermione quickly shut her mouth and walked down the stairs. She chose to sit on the couch opposite Draco's on the opposite side so she could get a good view of him. Draco after looking up at her had hurriedly put the book up in front of his face to cover the fact that he was blushing. Little Miss Innocent just came walking out of her room wearing what looked like underwear and a tank top. He couldn't help but feel a little flushed and turned on by it. She looked bloody amazing. After he had composed himself he peered up over his book to see what she was reading. He saw that she was reading the same thing as him and smiled again. His second real smile that day. "Nice book, I told you great minds think alike."
Hermione looked up and smiled blushing a little. This was the second time tonight Draco had flashed her a real smile, and the second time that he had told her she had a great mind. She didn't know what had gotten into him this year, but she figured the death of his overbearing death eater father had something to do with it. No matter what the case, she was really liking the change. It was refreshing after years of abuse and torment. She went back to her reading, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Draco looked up and saw the sleeping Gryffindor, and considered waking her up to send her to her room. He changed his mind, she looked so peaceful lying there he didn't want to disturb her. He summoned a blanket from her room and laid it gently over her, and then went back to his couch and summoned another blanket for himself. He looked back over at Hermione and wondered how he could have ever thought that he hated her. They had so much in common, and he had to admit she was hot this year. He smiled once again, and turned over and drifted off to sleep.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed my story. I appreciate the encouragement. Sorry it has taken me a while to update. I had finals to take, but now the semester is over, and I have a week break before I start spring semester. Hope you enjoyed the chappie. Please continue to review.