Hermione snapped her eyes open, she was not longer in the beautifully decorated hallway and the warmth from the tall woman was gone. The cold chill from the room chilling her, she brushed away the cold sweat on her forehead.
She got up, slipping her slippers on and walked over to her mirror. She sighed, and she whispered "Ordinary". She continued to stare at herself, the china doll face flashed where hers is.
She rubbed her eyes, and walked down to her common room. She had been offered head girl, and willingly accepted, however was unaware that Draco Malfoy had accepted head Boy.
She grabbed an empty mug by the water pitcher, pointer her wand at the glass and sipped deeply the warm tea that warmed her body instantly.
She was in an emerald green night gown, which revealed her shoulders and her freckles. It came to her knees.
She drank deeply finishing the mug; she placed it back onto the counter. The sun was just creeping through the glass windows that ran the top of the room.
Hermione heard the floorboards creak, she turned around and Malfoy appeared at the bottom of his stairs that lead to his bedroom wearing slacks and a black fitting t-shirt.
"Bad Dream?" Malfoy asked as he gracefully fell into the couch in front of Hermione.
"Regardless, why does it matter? And why would you care"
"Granger this is what people do they interact, perhaps you can find a book on it that could give you the step by step process to do so."
Hermione just sneered, she whipped around about to walk away, when something grabbed her arm.
She twisted back around to see Malfoy holding her wrist.
"Can I help you?" Hermione asked in a condescending tone.
Malfoy said nothing, however brushed her wavy hair away from her bare shoulders. His eyes bulged; he looked up to Hermione and back to the pattern of her freckles. Dropped her wrist, and said "after breakfast we need to talk."
"Now why would I spend time with you to talk?"
"If you want information about that dream of yours, you will. Trust me."