a/N: I found a long list of homophones (words that sound the same but are spelled differently). Hopefully I can use a lot of them! Also, I appreciate everyone's feedback. This chapter is especially for the people who requested a "they, their, and they're" lesson.

p.s. Breath and breathe are not homophones but I have a lot of trouble spelling them correctly. So in case you all are confused too: A person breathes in and out and what comes out is breath. (and yes, maybe I did put this here just because I got confused halfway through the chapter… )

Chapter 5: Homophones in the Head Dormitory

A chapter where repetition gets out of hand

Draco and Hermione left McGonagall's office feeling shocked yet excited. They wood get to spend a whole weak getting to no each other. This wood either bee a gift oar a curse.

They got to the threshold of they're knew home. On the door was a portrait of a couple embracing and giggling, witch was much moor then Draco Malfoy could stand. "Uggh. That is disgusting. Ew." Draco said.

"Draco, its not disgusting, its love. Love is beautiful and I am happy to share a home with this couple. Gosh." Hermione chided.

"Uggh. Do not expect to be cuddling like that with me, Hermione. Ew." Draco said.

"Draco! I cannot believe yew. Wee have been together for less then 24 hours and you already can't stand me. Gosh." Hermione chided.

"Uggh. Girls are just so sensitive. What is it you're time of month or something? Ew." Draco said.

"Draco, you are such a jerk. I can't believe I thought I was in love with you. I clearly was mistaken. I hope this week is over with soon. Gosh." Hermione chided, glaring at Draco.

"Uggh. Aisle love it when this week is over. Hermione you take everything two seriously. I knead to go to bed. Oh god. Look at the portrait now… their making out. Ew." Draco said.

Hermione glared at Draco one more time and cleared her throat two get the lovebirds attention. She gave them the password and started to enter the chambers. Before she new what was happening, Draco picked her up bridle-style and carted her threw the doorway. He than dropped her ungraciously on her but.

"Goodnight, Hermione." Draco said.

"Buy, Draco." Hermione responded.

Morning reached the Head Dormitories before Hermione was ready for it. She had spent the night tossing and turning, thinking about Draco and they're fight. Hermione was hoping Draco had forgotten about the argument and that everything could go back to normal. Realistically, she new that wood never bee the case. If she ax nice he is mean, if she ax hot he cold. It's a freaking Katy Perry song. To ad to her worries about Draco, Hermione also had Head Girl duties to think about. If only she wasn't so responsible all the time. Draco was starting to make her lose her patients.

Draco two hated the sunshine. It made his pail skin burn and made him read as a beat. Besides, this situation with Hermione made him feel uncomfortable. It was downwright bazaar. The first six years of school were fine. Draco would see Hermione and tease her. She had funny looking hair and was a good subject for all his muggle-born jokes. Now when he saw her, he felt something different. To put it simply: She took his breath away. And tell me, how are you supposed to breathe with no heir.

Draco stumbled out of his dormitory and into the kitchen of the small apartment. Hermione was all ready sitting at the table staring at a slip of paper. Her mouth was wide open and she was shaking her head back and forth saying "No, no, no, no, NO. Not with him. No, no, NO. I can't. I won't."

Draco grabbed the parchment from her hands and started smirking. Morning didn't seam so bad after all.