He pushed open the door to his bedroom. His trunk was set on his bed. He pulled it down, his actions almost lazily. Pushing a stray strand of platinum blonde hair away from his face, he slowly sat down on his bed.
Then the tears started to fall.
Hermione Granger practically dragged her feet into the Heads' common room. As Head Girl, she had just finished patrolling the whole school grounds. Usually, the Head Boy would patrol half the school while the Head Girl would patrol the other half. However, this year, for some reason or another, the Head Boy was not selected.
She took off her shoes as she made her way up the staircase that led to the bedrooms. Her feet were killing her. Hermione was already envisioning herself having a relaxing and aromatherapic bath before turning in. that would simply be heavenly.
Hermione was about to walk past the Head Boy's bedroom to head for hers when she noticed something amiss. The door was slightly ajar. Hermione bit her lip as she edged towards it. She could hear faint sobs as she neared it. Holding her breath, surreptitiously she peered through the crack. At the same time, her hands pushed the door further.
What greeted her sight almost made her faint in shock.
"Draco Malfoy?" she exclaimed.