Chapter 2: Will the Fighting Ever End

As they walked to their room, they did not even talk to each other. It was as if they had been punished by there parents and sent to their room to think about what they had done. When they walked into their room, they were both shocked and awed at what they saw, a huge projector screen for watching movies, a blue satin couch with matching throw pillows and a matching recliner, with a huge fireplace that took up an entire wall. That was just down stairs. When they walked up stairs, they noticed that their rooms had been color coded to match their house colors. There was no mistaking whose room was whose. They both remembered that Dumbledore had said that they shared a bathroom but it was huge. They each had their own wicker laundry basket, their own cabinet that housed their personal effects. Neither of them could ask for more, nor would they.

They both spent the remainder of the time by themselves getting ready for tomorrow. Not that there was much to do but they did have lessons that they needed to do in order to be ready for tomorrow. Hermione finished first and went into the bathroom to shower and get ready for bed. Nothing should have caused a fight considering there was an occupied button. Nevertheless, leave it to Murphy's Law: what ever can go wrong will go wrong.

"What in bloody hell are you doing in here?" Asked Hermione

"I was brushing my teeth. Is that a crime?" Draco replied

"No, it is not but doing so when someone else is in the bathroom clearly is."

"Well sorry Granger, you forgot to tell me it was occupied."

"I did not. I pushed the button."

"Afraid not Granger."

"Well, when you saw I was in here you should have left."

"I rather enjoyed the sight."

"Well, rather enjoy the sight another time; get out so that I may get a towel."

"I am afraid that, that is not possible either. I will be more than obliged to get you a towel."

"No! Just get out now!"

"No, Granger you can get your own towel but I am not leaving."

"Fine, have it your way."

With that, she got out of the shower and got a towel.

"Granger, you should run around like that more often."

"Malfoy, if you tell anyone what you have seen I shall kill you."

"Oh, do not worry; your little teaser is going to be our little secret."

"Malfoy, you insufferable pig!"

"Thank you mug-blood."

"Turn around so that I can get a towel."

She did not want him seeing that she also had a tattoo on her lower back. It was bad enough he saw the one on her hip. What surprised her more was that he actually turned around.

"Oh, Malfoy you are so kind."

When Draco turned around to say something smart she was gone. Vanished as it were, though he knew that she was only in her room and he could go in there to finish the tiff but thought better of it. He decided that he had more important things to do than see the woman that had caused his mounting pleasure. He did want someone to help him out rather than just himself though. When he walked into his room, he noticed two things, his desk with all of his work was gone and Hermione was sitting on his bed in very frilly pajamas, which did not help his wild imagination.

"We have to stop fighting." Hermione stated

"Yeah, you are right. We need to find our work."

"Good point, but I already did, it is in the common room."

"The common room! Why?"

"That's where the desk is."

"Oh good, that's just what I always wanted, people to steal my work."

"My work is there too or did you forget that minor detail. We just have to deal with this."

"Okay you deal with this your way and I will deal with it mine. Now get out."

"Fine Malfoy, play a baby and everything will be okay. Yeah that's smart."

"Baby, me a baby. Granger you had better start running before I show you baby."

"Malfoy please cut the melodramatics, I am not afraid of you. I only wish that you could control your temper."

"My temper! You haven't seen temper yet Granger."

At that, Draco moved closer to Hermione. He knew that maybe he should not but he could not help it. He wanted her to know what she did to him, wanted her to feel it. He needed to touch her, kiss her, hold her and kiss her. Everything might just work out in his favor this year. Everything could be perfect. He knew how as well as why this could work.

"Malfoy, stop this is stupid, bloody stupid. We need to get along or else we'll be sleeping together."

"Granger that may not be such a bad idea. We could have lots of fun at night, sleeping together."

"Malfoy, please stop being so crazy. I hate you and you hate me. Stop pretending everything is going to be okay. Nothing's going to be okay with you, nothing."

Having said that Hermione left. She needed to think, needed some space. She needed to get away from his advances before she made it known how she felt. When she reached her room Draco was there and ready to pick up where they had left off.

"You always leave at the most inopportune times. You get the last say, not this time Granger."

"Malfoy, just leave me alone, I need to get some sleep."

"Yeah, me too but right now neither of us are going to sleep."

"Why? Do you like losing privileges? Do you want us sleeping together, tempting each other?"

"Yes Granger I do. I want you, need you and you obviously want me and need me. Stop pretending you don't."

"Malfoy, just go to sleep."

"Not without you by my side!"

"It will never happen!"

"Yes it will. We just made it possible."

"Great, just what I always wanted to sleep with you. Not!"

"Well not matter what we both get our wishes. I am tired Granger and need to sleep. I'll get changed in the bathroom and be right back."

As he walked into the bathroom, he noticed that is was smaller but still bigger than any bathroom he had ever used. He shut the door and undressed quickly, putting his clothes in his hamper and walked back into their room.

"Hi roomy."

"Hi yourself."

"Well, look I was right."

"Go away!"

"Now, I get to see you in your satin pajamas whenever I want and I get to see you naked whenever I chose and I get to see you orgasm whenever I feel the need."

"Fine whatever, just go to sleep."

Hermione's twin bed was now a queen that somehow looked great despite the Christmas theme that was going on, green sheets and comforter and a red canapé.