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Chapter 11

Everybody filed into the Great Hall and sat down at there houses.

The sorting of the new students had already happened so everyone was awaiting the feast.

Professor Dumbledore stood up in front of the school and began to speak in a dominant tone.

"Before we begin our feast I would just like to inform you of one last announcement."

Everyone looked at each other whispering what could be so important.

Ron was more impatient than excited. "Will he hurry up, I'm starving."

Hermione gave him a rude look then turned her attention back to Professor Dumbledore.

"It has come to my attention that a large amount of students would like to celebrate half year with a ball. I will take this into consideration with your prefects and head boy and girl. Until we have come to a decision I will keep you posted monthly. That will be all. Now eat."

He waved his wand and food appeared on all of the tables.

Ron dived into it like there was no tomorrow.

Hermione was off in her own little world.

What am I supposed to do? He's a competitor when it comes to anything; he's big-headed, annoying, arrogant, a slut, good looking, perfect hair...AAARRGGHH. No I'm not going to fall for that ferret. Well I hope I don't.

"Hermione? Are you alright?" Harry was now looking at her with a concerned look.

"Huh, I mean yeah, I'm fine just thinking about stuff." She turned her attention back to her meal.

After there meal was finished everybody was shown to their dormitories. Everyone that is except for Draco and Hermione.

They both walked in silence to the front table to meet with the headmaster for there sleeping arrangements.

"Aah. Yes you two must be wondering where you'll be sleeping tonight correct." Professor Dumbledore asked the two teens.

They both nodded unison.

"Follow me then." He got up from his seat and led them to there rooms.

After what seemed like forever they finally stopped at a painting of a young couple about 17 years of age giggling and talking together.

"Excuse me sorry for interrupting but I am here to show these two there rooms." The headmaster said to the painting. They ignored him and continued mucking around.

"So if you wouldn't mind could you please cease your juvenile conduct?!

The duo sat properly and turned back to the headmaster. "Password please." They said in harmony.

"Veritas."

"Enter." They all entered to be welcomed by a large room, decorated with both Slytherin and Gryffindor colours and pictures.

"This is amazing headmaster. Is this really just for Malfoy and I?"

"Yes it is, you will contain your own rooms for which you will generate a password for, and there is a door in both rooms leading to the bathroom. Remember the password for the portrait is 'Veritas'. I will let you two get comfortable and look around. Good night."

And he turned around and left the two teens alone.

Hermione decided to break the ice. "Well we best be getting to bed, our classes start tomorrow."

Draco eyed her with a disturbed look. "Is that all you ever think about Granger. Do you not have a life? That would be understandable, especially with those two idiots Weasel and Pothead. So how are they in the sac? I heard you done the dirty with both of them. Is this true, is the bookworm finally coming out of her barrier?"

At first she was going to blow her lid, but then she thought if she was going to spend the rest of the year in the same room as him she might as well get use to his continuous mockery.

"Whatever floats your boat Malfoy." She went to her door and saw a large mirror on the front.

Her reflection then came to life. "Hey there, so what would you like your password to be?"

She thought about it for a while then she could feel Draco's eyes on her. I've got it.

"I'd like it to be," She cut off and looked at Draco when saying the rest. "Ferret boy."

Her reflection was a bit taken aback but smiled anyway. "Very well, ferret boy it is."

When Hermione closed the door behind her, Draco was standing outside absolutely fuming that she had shut him down... AGAIN.

What the fuck. Is it dis Draco day today or something? Why the hell am I the one that is getting shit all the fucken time? Why do I care so much whether or not she teases me all the time? Because I'm supposed to win that's why! Okay calm down Draco it's alright. I'm going to tell that bitch what she needs to hear right now.

And with that he headed towards her door to see the mirror once again. But instead of his reflection it had Hermione's instead.

"Hello there. Password please?"

He didn't want to say it. But he had to get all this anger out. "Frrt by."

The reflection leaned in. "What was that I couldn't quite catch what you said?"

"FERRET BOY, there are you happy now." He was blushing all shades of red but it was more of anger rather than embarrassment.

"Alright, alright keep your knickers on geez." The door swung open and Draco stepped inside.

He was welcomed by a room smothered in Gryffindor colours, a four-poster bed in the middle, desk in the corner and shelves already covered in books.

He looked around still not able to see her until he heard a voice singing.

"You're just too good to be true..."

He stood still for a while then heard it coming from the bathroom. He opened the door just a bit to see who or what was singing so beautifully.

"Can't take my eyes off of you, you'd be like heaven to touch I wanna hold you so much..."

And there she was in all her glory. His jaw dropped so far that he was dribbling.

Is that mudblood singing? She's amazing. And look at her beautiful curves, her long curly hair, smooth skin. WHAT AM I DOING?! No snap out of it Draco you idiot. Would father be happy that I was fantasising about her. No I have to go before she sees me.

As he turned around he slipped on his shoelace and fell back into the bathroom.

"AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH! DRACO YOU FUCKEN BASTARD, GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

Hermione tried her best to cover herself up but the only thing within arms reach was the shower curtain and that was see through, much to Draco's amusement.

"Calm yourself Granger; don't think that I'd want to come and look at you butt naked. Guess again Loser."

And he walked out happy that he had gotten her back, even if it wasn't a very good comeback, he knew he had pissed her off enough.

Hermione was now totally sick of his shit. "You want war Draco, two can play that game." She smiled a devilish smile to herself and quickly changed so she could devise ways of destroying Draco for good.

A/N: and there's chapter 11, I'm loving the reviews plz keep doing it kay! Loving you all, Maori gurl. P.S. booyakasha :)