Disclaimer: The characters are J.K.R's. The plot is mine. Miss Clarke,
Laura and Sean are mine. Yay! I made up some characters!!
A/N So sorry it's taken me ages to post. To make up for it, this chapter is really long.
Chapter 4 The Dorm.
They arrived at Hogwarts and went straight to the main hall. The first years were being sorted already. The excitement and fear in the room was almost tangible.
Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down in their usual places at the Gryffindor table and started to talk.
"So. what did you mean when you said you know more about what happened to Malfoys' father than the papers did?" inquired Ron in a low voice.
"Well" began Harry "Sirus, as you know, writes to me a lot. One day he asked me to meet him in my back garden at 12 o'clock. He said he had something interesting to tell me. I went out to meet him and-"
"Ace, Hannah - Gryffindor!"
"Blake, Alic - Ravenclaw!"
"-He told me all about Malfoy father going missing. The papers were told that he was on a business trip. What they weren't told was that it was with-"
"Doyle, Sarah - Hufflepuff!"
"Flab, Manny - Slytherin!"
"-Some guy called 'Frost'"
"Frost?" repeated Hermione in a hushed whisper. "I've heard of him. He was a teacher in that American school.um.Muir High I think. He taught-"
"DaDA" Harry butted back in, a little annoyed that someone else new who Frost was. "But people don't know that he was one of Voldemorts most loyal followers."
"Shhh.Harry, I thought we talked about this." Ron looked around, obviously very perplexed. The mention of the name Voldemort had raised quite a few inquisitive heads. People were beginning to stare.
"Harry, I think you should finish telling us later." Said Hermione, also glancing about.
"Yeah, well.ok than." said Harry going red. No matter what anyone said, he really didn't like being the centre of attention.
"Gentry, Caroline - Gryffindor!"
Goyle, Linda - Slytherin!"
Oh no! thought Hermione. Goyle has a sister!
The sorting continued.
"O'Connell, Carmel - Ravenclaw!"
"Price, Katie - Hufflepuff!"
Hermione looked around at all of the new faces. There were quite a few Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, but only about twelve new Slytherins.
Bet Malfoy is annoyed she thought, looking at the Slytherin table. She caught sight of Malfoy. He was staring at her. They stared at each other for what seemed to be forever. He looks sad, and tired. Must be hard to lose a father. Well, not know if you've lost a father, even one like Lucius Malfoy, she thought wryly.
The beginning of Professor Dumbledores speech broke the moment of eye contact.
1 "Hello, and welcome to Hogwarts! *Big Cheers! * There is going to be a difference to this school year. I'm not permitted to tell you what it is yet but I can give you a clue. Do you want a clue?" *Screams of YES! * "Ok then! Here it is: It's going to be different!"
2 This answer was followed by groans and boos.
3 "Now, to get on with things. Firstly, could the prefects from each house please come with me after the feast? Secondly, we have a new DaDA teacher with us. Please give a warm Hogwarts welcome to Miss Clarke!"
4 Everyone stared at the new teacher. She was young, maybe 24-25, black hair, dark skin, dark eyes, slim. A real beauty. She smiled shyly and gave a little wave. What happened next was astronomical. Feet stamping, cheers, yells, wolf whistles. The loudest of course from the Wesley twins, Fred and George.
5 "Thirdly" yelled Dumbledore over the din "The Forbidden Forest was given the name for a reason. It's forbidden. Anyone found to be in there will die a horrible horrible death.
6 Fourthly, over the summer I met a friend of mine. Well actually-"
He was cut short by the entrance of Professor Snape. No one, it seems, noticed his absence.
"Poor Snape. Yet another chance of getting the job, gone." Said Harry sarcastically.
Everyone knew that Snape wanted to teach DaDA more than anything. He walked over to the teachers' table and sat down at his place. His place just happened to be beside Miss Clarke.
Surprisingly, Snape didn't look his greasy, ugly sneering self. He looked. he looked. well, he almost looked good looking! Even more surprising was the cheeky wink he gave her, and the even cheekier grin returned by Miss Clarke. Dumbledore was right. This year was certainly turning out to be different.
Hermione looked around. Everyone seemed to be acting normally. No one was staring open-mouthed, no pointing, no wolf whistles - Nothing! What everyone was doing, however, was digging into the pile of food that had appeared on the plates and in the bowls on the tables. She was just about to start eating herself when she felt as though she was being watched. She had that skin crawling feeling running down her back, the cold shivers, the desirable urge to turn around. She looked up from her plate as casually as she could and saw - Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy, staring at her. He winked, turned away and started to eat. Hermione, to shocked to do or say anything, tucked into her food.
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When everyone had finished, Dumbledore called for the four prefects to leave the hall with him. He led them down corridors that Hermione never new existed.
"Um.Professor?" asked Hermione hesitantly, "Where are we going?"
"All will be revealed in due course Miss Granger" replied Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye.
He walked ahead of Hermione then, leaving her to walk with Draco Malfoy. The other two prefects were Laura Kane from Ravenclaw and Sean Mohan from Hufflepuff. Laura was a bright girl, but had an unhealthy obsession with most muggle rock bands. Laura was a muggle and proud of it.
Sean was cute, kind of dopey looking, but cute all the same. Hermione didn't know very much more about the two, only that they had been going steady since second year. They were walking so close together that they looked like one person.
"Cute" said a voice in her ear.
She turned to see Malfoy standing so close to her that she could feel a line of heat along her right side where he was.
She expected to see a sneer on his face, but she only saw neutrality.
"Yeah" she whispered back, "Cute." She continued walking, picking up the pace. Turning around a corner, she nearly bumped into Prof. Dumbledore. He was standing beside a painting of four people about their ages, each one dressed in a houses colours.
"It has come to my attention," Dumbledore started "that prefects have been getting a little.hassle.from the occupants of their houses. This is simply because the houses feel that they cannot relax with a teacher like figure watching over them all of the time. I myself don't see the problem but there is one. Anyway, we have made a separate dorm for the prefects, namely you. This is the entrance. These four charming people are past students. The four first prefects in fact. Now, before you can go in and settle down, you have to think of a password. Any suggestions?"
The prefects turned to each other.
"Any ideas?" asked Sean.
"Linkin Park, Limp Bizkit, Slipknot-" said Laura on a rush, barely pausing between the names.
Hermione smiled to herself as Laura and Sean started to argue about whom to use. Laura was keeping her own. She's certainly full of-
"Spirit" said Hermione, breaking up the heated discussion.
"What? Spirit? That's.that's." spluttered Sean.
"Perfect" said Malfoy in a smooth voice.
"Well, if you're all agreed?" asked Dumbledore.
Any objection was dampened by the scathing look from Malfoy.
"Spirit it is."
The painting opened up to reveal the entrance.
"I'm afraid this is where I have to leave you. I have to show Miss Clarke around. I trust you will find your way around. With that, he walked off down the corridor.
Laura and Sean went in. Malfoy motioned for Hermione to go in before him.
"Ladies first"
Hermione was reluctant to turn her back on him. Nothing big was worrying her, only the little 'I'll get you' incident. Oh well she thought, and climbed in.
When she was in the room, she just couldn't believe her eyes. The room was huge. The décor was magnificent. It was divide into four corners. Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, just like the school crest. She walked into her corner. The walls were red with a gold border going along the top. The carpet was gold. There was an overstuffed chair near the middle of the room where all of the colours met. It was red and had an elegant H on the back.
There was a study desk along one wall and a bookcase along the other. They were both a deep mahogany. The desk was full of writing materials: ink, quills, parchment, gold and red ribbon. The bookcase was half full of books, including: 'Hogwarts: A History.' Good old Dumbledore.
Beside her bookcase were two doors; each had a carved animal on it. Lion and Snake. Gryffindor and Slytherin. Hermione and Draco.
She left her bag on the chair and, not realising that it was open, opened her door and went into the room beyond. The sight that greeted her stopped her dead. She looked around her bedroom. Straight in front of her was a double bed. It had deep red sheets and duvet, red and gold pillows. The wood was the same deep mahogany of the desk and bookcase. Around the bed were gold shimmering curtains that could be drawn to enclose the bed. What she liked most though, was the gold bed throw, folded neatly at the end of the bed. It was warm and soft, and had the Gryffindor crest on it.
There was a vanity table to the left of the bed. Mahogany again. The mirror above it was beautiful. The gold frame had lions carved into it. She ran her hand over the main lion, rearing up over the top of the mirror.
To the right of the bed was a closet. Even more mahogany. She opened the doors to find her robes and muggle clothes already hung up.
Beside the closet was a shelf. What she saw on the shelf was unbelievable. A mini hi-fi. A note was attached. She reached up to get it. Sitting down on her bed, she read it.
Dear Miss Granger,
The Hi-Fi is bewitched. You can play ordinary music on it but if you press the red button, your room becomes soundproof. Hence, you may practice in peace and also not bother the other occupants.
Yours,
Professor Dumbledore.
Hermione couldn't believe it. Her parents had told him, even when they promised they wouldn't. Well, at least no one else will know, thought Hermione seeing the bright side.
Standing up, she put the letter in her rode pocket. She looked around again and noticed for the first time the two doors, one on either side of her bed.
The door on her right had another carving on it. Another lion. The one to her left was plain. She went to that one first. She walked in and saw every girls dream bathroom. It had a huge walk in tube, a shower, sink, and behind another door, a toilet. Along one wall there were two closets. She opened the doors, an airing cupboard and shelves full of towels.
She walked over to the bath. There were several taps in the shape of lions. They had names on them: Strawberry, Lemon, Apple, Lavender, and Rose. She turned on the tap named Lavender. The room instantly smelled of lavender. The water was scented. On top of that, the water was blue/purple, along with the bubbles. Can't wait to have a bath, she thought, smiling to herself.
She left the bathroom and opened the last remaining door. She was instantly greeted with the loud, crowded Gryffindor common room. That door was soon closed.
She lay down on her bed and was just going to have a quick nap when she heard yelling coming from the prefect common room. She leapt off the bed and went into the room.
"What is it?" asked Sean looking up at her as she entered.
"What is what?" she replied.
"That" said Laura, pointing to Hermione bag. Hermione looked down at her bag and felt like crying. Her bag was open, they could see it. Or, maybe not. They were straining to see it, but not actually coming into her section.
"Can't you see it?" she asked puzzled.
"No, Malfoy put a spell on you section, we can't go into it." Laura whined. "What is it?"
"It's.it's." stammered Hermione.
"None of your business" stated Malfoy.
"Fine!" said Laura, and with that, she walked off into her room, followed closely by Sean.
Hermione closed her bag and looked over at Malfoy.
"Um.thanks." She said in a smell voice, clutching the bag close to her.
"Don't mention it. I have one too." He stood then and went into his own room.
Hermione, speechless, went to hers. She put the bag on her bed and took it out. Turning around, she pushed the red button on her hi-fi. A little red light went on. She went beck to her bed, took it out of the case put it in position. Hermione stood in front of her mirror and began to play her violin.
Imagine, she thought, Malfoy plays too. Weird.
A/N Thanks for all of the great reviews people!! I love you all! I'm going to put up personal thanks with the chapter. Please review! Any suggestions I'm all ears! *Grin *
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A/N So sorry it's taken me ages to post. To make up for it, this chapter is really long.
Chapter 4 The Dorm.
They arrived at Hogwarts and went straight to the main hall. The first years were being sorted already. The excitement and fear in the room was almost tangible.
Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down in their usual places at the Gryffindor table and started to talk.
"So. what did you mean when you said you know more about what happened to Malfoys' father than the papers did?" inquired Ron in a low voice.
"Well" began Harry "Sirus, as you know, writes to me a lot. One day he asked me to meet him in my back garden at 12 o'clock. He said he had something interesting to tell me. I went out to meet him and-"
"Ace, Hannah - Gryffindor!"
"Blake, Alic - Ravenclaw!"
"-He told me all about Malfoy father going missing. The papers were told that he was on a business trip. What they weren't told was that it was with-"
"Doyle, Sarah - Hufflepuff!"
"Flab, Manny - Slytherin!"
"-Some guy called 'Frost'"
"Frost?" repeated Hermione in a hushed whisper. "I've heard of him. He was a teacher in that American school.um.Muir High I think. He taught-"
"DaDA" Harry butted back in, a little annoyed that someone else new who Frost was. "But people don't know that he was one of Voldemorts most loyal followers."
"Shhh.Harry, I thought we talked about this." Ron looked around, obviously very perplexed. The mention of the name Voldemort had raised quite a few inquisitive heads. People were beginning to stare.
"Harry, I think you should finish telling us later." Said Hermione, also glancing about.
"Yeah, well.ok than." said Harry going red. No matter what anyone said, he really didn't like being the centre of attention.
"Gentry, Caroline - Gryffindor!"
Goyle, Linda - Slytherin!"
Oh no! thought Hermione. Goyle has a sister!
The sorting continued.
"O'Connell, Carmel - Ravenclaw!"
"Price, Katie - Hufflepuff!"
Hermione looked around at all of the new faces. There were quite a few Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, but only about twelve new Slytherins.
Bet Malfoy is annoyed she thought, looking at the Slytherin table. She caught sight of Malfoy. He was staring at her. They stared at each other for what seemed to be forever. He looks sad, and tired. Must be hard to lose a father. Well, not know if you've lost a father, even one like Lucius Malfoy, she thought wryly.
The beginning of Professor Dumbledores speech broke the moment of eye contact.
1 "Hello, and welcome to Hogwarts! *Big Cheers! * There is going to be a difference to this school year. I'm not permitted to tell you what it is yet but I can give you a clue. Do you want a clue?" *Screams of YES! * "Ok then! Here it is: It's going to be different!"
2 This answer was followed by groans and boos.
3 "Now, to get on with things. Firstly, could the prefects from each house please come with me after the feast? Secondly, we have a new DaDA teacher with us. Please give a warm Hogwarts welcome to Miss Clarke!"
4 Everyone stared at the new teacher. She was young, maybe 24-25, black hair, dark skin, dark eyes, slim. A real beauty. She smiled shyly and gave a little wave. What happened next was astronomical. Feet stamping, cheers, yells, wolf whistles. The loudest of course from the Wesley twins, Fred and George.
5 "Thirdly" yelled Dumbledore over the din "The Forbidden Forest was given the name for a reason. It's forbidden. Anyone found to be in there will die a horrible horrible death.
6 Fourthly, over the summer I met a friend of mine. Well actually-"
He was cut short by the entrance of Professor Snape. No one, it seems, noticed his absence.
"Poor Snape. Yet another chance of getting the job, gone." Said Harry sarcastically.
Everyone knew that Snape wanted to teach DaDA more than anything. He walked over to the teachers' table and sat down at his place. His place just happened to be beside Miss Clarke.
Surprisingly, Snape didn't look his greasy, ugly sneering self. He looked. he looked. well, he almost looked good looking! Even more surprising was the cheeky wink he gave her, and the even cheekier grin returned by Miss Clarke. Dumbledore was right. This year was certainly turning out to be different.
Hermione looked around. Everyone seemed to be acting normally. No one was staring open-mouthed, no pointing, no wolf whistles - Nothing! What everyone was doing, however, was digging into the pile of food that had appeared on the plates and in the bowls on the tables. She was just about to start eating herself when she felt as though she was being watched. She had that skin crawling feeling running down her back, the cold shivers, the desirable urge to turn around. She looked up from her plate as casually as she could and saw - Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy, staring at her. He winked, turned away and started to eat. Hermione, to shocked to do or say anything, tucked into her food.
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When everyone had finished, Dumbledore called for the four prefects to leave the hall with him. He led them down corridors that Hermione never new existed.
"Um.Professor?" asked Hermione hesitantly, "Where are we going?"
"All will be revealed in due course Miss Granger" replied Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye.
He walked ahead of Hermione then, leaving her to walk with Draco Malfoy. The other two prefects were Laura Kane from Ravenclaw and Sean Mohan from Hufflepuff. Laura was a bright girl, but had an unhealthy obsession with most muggle rock bands. Laura was a muggle and proud of it.
Sean was cute, kind of dopey looking, but cute all the same. Hermione didn't know very much more about the two, only that they had been going steady since second year. They were walking so close together that they looked like one person.
"Cute" said a voice in her ear.
She turned to see Malfoy standing so close to her that she could feel a line of heat along her right side where he was.
She expected to see a sneer on his face, but she only saw neutrality.
"Yeah" she whispered back, "Cute." She continued walking, picking up the pace. Turning around a corner, she nearly bumped into Prof. Dumbledore. He was standing beside a painting of four people about their ages, each one dressed in a houses colours.
"It has come to my attention," Dumbledore started "that prefects have been getting a little.hassle.from the occupants of their houses. This is simply because the houses feel that they cannot relax with a teacher like figure watching over them all of the time. I myself don't see the problem but there is one. Anyway, we have made a separate dorm for the prefects, namely you. This is the entrance. These four charming people are past students. The four first prefects in fact. Now, before you can go in and settle down, you have to think of a password. Any suggestions?"
The prefects turned to each other.
"Any ideas?" asked Sean.
"Linkin Park, Limp Bizkit, Slipknot-" said Laura on a rush, barely pausing between the names.
Hermione smiled to herself as Laura and Sean started to argue about whom to use. Laura was keeping her own. She's certainly full of-
"Spirit" said Hermione, breaking up the heated discussion.
"What? Spirit? That's.that's." spluttered Sean.
"Perfect" said Malfoy in a smooth voice.
"Well, if you're all agreed?" asked Dumbledore.
Any objection was dampened by the scathing look from Malfoy.
"Spirit it is."
The painting opened up to reveal the entrance.
"I'm afraid this is where I have to leave you. I have to show Miss Clarke around. I trust you will find your way around. With that, he walked off down the corridor.
Laura and Sean went in. Malfoy motioned for Hermione to go in before him.
"Ladies first"
Hermione was reluctant to turn her back on him. Nothing big was worrying her, only the little 'I'll get you' incident. Oh well she thought, and climbed in.
When she was in the room, she just couldn't believe her eyes. The room was huge. The décor was magnificent. It was divide into four corners. Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, just like the school crest. She walked into her corner. The walls were red with a gold border going along the top. The carpet was gold. There was an overstuffed chair near the middle of the room where all of the colours met. It was red and had an elegant H on the back.
There was a study desk along one wall and a bookcase along the other. They were both a deep mahogany. The desk was full of writing materials: ink, quills, parchment, gold and red ribbon. The bookcase was half full of books, including: 'Hogwarts: A History.' Good old Dumbledore.
Beside her bookcase were two doors; each had a carved animal on it. Lion and Snake. Gryffindor and Slytherin. Hermione and Draco.
She left her bag on the chair and, not realising that it was open, opened her door and went into the room beyond. The sight that greeted her stopped her dead. She looked around her bedroom. Straight in front of her was a double bed. It had deep red sheets and duvet, red and gold pillows. The wood was the same deep mahogany of the desk and bookcase. Around the bed were gold shimmering curtains that could be drawn to enclose the bed. What she liked most though, was the gold bed throw, folded neatly at the end of the bed. It was warm and soft, and had the Gryffindor crest on it.
There was a vanity table to the left of the bed. Mahogany again. The mirror above it was beautiful. The gold frame had lions carved into it. She ran her hand over the main lion, rearing up over the top of the mirror.
To the right of the bed was a closet. Even more mahogany. She opened the doors to find her robes and muggle clothes already hung up.
Beside the closet was a shelf. What she saw on the shelf was unbelievable. A mini hi-fi. A note was attached. She reached up to get it. Sitting down on her bed, she read it.
Dear Miss Granger,
The Hi-Fi is bewitched. You can play ordinary music on it but if you press the red button, your room becomes soundproof. Hence, you may practice in peace and also not bother the other occupants.
Yours,
Professor Dumbledore.
Hermione couldn't believe it. Her parents had told him, even when they promised they wouldn't. Well, at least no one else will know, thought Hermione seeing the bright side.
Standing up, she put the letter in her rode pocket. She looked around again and noticed for the first time the two doors, one on either side of her bed.
The door on her right had another carving on it. Another lion. The one to her left was plain. She went to that one first. She walked in and saw every girls dream bathroom. It had a huge walk in tube, a shower, sink, and behind another door, a toilet. Along one wall there were two closets. She opened the doors, an airing cupboard and shelves full of towels.
She walked over to the bath. There were several taps in the shape of lions. They had names on them: Strawberry, Lemon, Apple, Lavender, and Rose. She turned on the tap named Lavender. The room instantly smelled of lavender. The water was scented. On top of that, the water was blue/purple, along with the bubbles. Can't wait to have a bath, she thought, smiling to herself.
She left the bathroom and opened the last remaining door. She was instantly greeted with the loud, crowded Gryffindor common room. That door was soon closed.
She lay down on her bed and was just going to have a quick nap when she heard yelling coming from the prefect common room. She leapt off the bed and went into the room.
"What is it?" asked Sean looking up at her as she entered.
"What is what?" she replied.
"That" said Laura, pointing to Hermione bag. Hermione looked down at her bag and felt like crying. Her bag was open, they could see it. Or, maybe not. They were straining to see it, but not actually coming into her section.
"Can't you see it?" she asked puzzled.
"No, Malfoy put a spell on you section, we can't go into it." Laura whined. "What is it?"
"It's.it's." stammered Hermione.
"None of your business" stated Malfoy.
"Fine!" said Laura, and with that, she walked off into her room, followed closely by Sean.
Hermione closed her bag and looked over at Malfoy.
"Um.thanks." She said in a smell voice, clutching the bag close to her.
"Don't mention it. I have one too." He stood then and went into his own room.
Hermione, speechless, went to hers. She put the bag on her bed and took it out. Turning around, she pushed the red button on her hi-fi. A little red light went on. She went beck to her bed, took it out of the case put it in position. Hermione stood in front of her mirror and began to play her violin.
Imagine, she thought, Malfoy plays too. Weird.
A/N Thanks for all of the great reviews people!! I love you all! I'm going to put up personal thanks with the chapter. Please review! Any suggestions I'm all ears! *Grin *
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