Again Draco had a troubled sleep. He had only got a few hours of sleep. The events of the other night had been branded into his mind, had haunted each and every dream he had.
XxXxX
Draco woke up bright and early on Tuesday morning. He took his time with his shower since he knew that Hermione wouldn't come in barging into the bathroom since she was too tired to even pick up a good thick novel of Hogwarts: A History (Extended Edition) and that was saying something.
After he washed, dressed and fed himself (he had asked a houself to bring him some cornflakes and pumpkin juice) he thought of what he could do for the next hour until classes started.
He didn't feel like reading and he had finished all of his homework yesterday night. He then remembered that he had to organise a meeting with Hermione and the Prefects. He groaned. He didn't feel like interacting with anyone except his fellow Slytherins right now.
He sat there on the couch thinking; he seemed to be doing a lot of that these days. He wondered what his family would think about this project. His father would probably throw a fit learning that his son, a Malfoy, was going to have to have a child with a 'Mudblood' reality or no reality; he would still make a big deal out of it. On the other hand his mother would probably lecture him about treating Hermione well and try and teach him how to handle a pregnant woman. 'Not that Granger would let me touch her…' Draco thought.
Which brings him to his actions of last night. He just couldn't comprehend why he had acted like that towards her. He didn't even know why he went a long with the project let alone carry her and lay her down in her own bed in her own bedroom!
'Probably the side affects of the spell Pomfrey put on me…' Draco thought dismissively.
Draco decided to spend his time writing a letter to his mother since she would probably want to know how his first few days of being Head Boy were turning out. Of course he knew the answer, they were horrid. But he wasn't going to write that down in the letter now was he?
XxXxX
Hermione, unlike Draco had a very peaceful and relaxing night of sleep. She didn't know nor cared about what had happened in the room with Madam Pomfrey. As soon as Madam Pomfrey began to speak, it was like she was a putting a spell on her. She had all of a sudden felt rather tired and sleepy. She hardly took notice of what was going on around her. Then she had felt a pair of warm hands gripping her arm gently and steering her somewhere. She figured that it was the Heads Dorm room since she heard someone mutter the password. Her mind faintly registered that it was only herself, Draco and Professor McGonagall who knew the password. However, as soon as she though this it was like the spell had been growing stronger resulting in Hermione practically falling asleep in the entrance of her dorm room. She had then felt a strong arms wrap themselves around her small form. She tried to snuggle up closer to it, but couldn't seeing as she didn't have enough energy to do so.
Then suddenly the warmth was gone. She felt her back meet with a cool sheet. She shivered slightly but was instantly warmed when 'the person' pulled the comforter over her. She snuggled into it. She felt a presence lingering over her but was too tired to investigate and before she knew it her eyelids had drooped and she was drawn into a well deserved sleep.
Our soon to be mother…
XxXxX
Hermione had woken up with a small smile lingering across her features. She felt very jolly and content which was unusual since she wasn't usually a morning person. She checked the clock on her bed side table. She had half an hour to go down to breakfast.
She lay in her bed for a few more moments, trying to figure out why she felt so…alive? She didn't know…
Then it all came rushing back to her. The meeting in the Health Classroom, learning that she was going to have to go through natural labour at the time of birth, finding out that she was paired up and will have Draco Malfoy's baby, the warm tingling sensation she had felt when Madam Pomfrey had put that spell on her, learning that she was going to be a 'mother' soon, a pair of warm arms wrapping themselves around her and laying her down on her bed… her good mood instantly vanished.
'How did I get to my bedroom though?' Hermione questioned herself as she got up from the bed and collected her toiletries and school robes so that she could have a quick shower and go down to the Great Hall so that she could have some breakfast.
'There are only two people who know the password to the Heads Dorm apart from myself.' Hermione thought as she opened her bedroom door and walked across the corridor to the bathroom.
'And Professor McGonagall was no where in sight last night…so that could only mean…' her eyes widened in shock as she opened the bathroom door and walked in.
XxXxX
Draco had finished writing his letter to his mother. He read it over once more.
Dear Mum,
I'm writing to tell you that my first few days as Head Boy have been more than I had anticipated it to be. It has been rather busy and the unexpected had just happened.
Tell me mother, did you know anything about the 'Future Life Program'? I'm sure you knew about it since I saw you writing letters at the Manor and when I questioned you about it you said that 'it was nothing of your concern. Noting of my concern? So it's not my concern when I have to part take in some Program in which you have to take care of babies? '
I can not believe what McGonagall is doing at this time of year when I thought we would have to be doing extra Defence Against the Dark Arts not some 'Playing House' game!
You will not believe who my partner is. Hermione Granger! The Gryffindor! The Muggleborn (I'm trying to refrain from calling her a you-know-what) and the worst part is that she has to have my baby! Yes my baby….but we won't have to 'do' anything for her to conceive the child. Thank Merlin. Pomfrey just used a spell on both of us.
Anyway, enough about me. How are you doing? I know the Manor will be quite lonely with only you and the elves to keep you company. So why don't you go and visit some of your friends in Paris? I'm sure they'd love to see you.
I'll talk to you soon and stay safe. If you have a chance to reply to this letter then please do.
Your Loving Son,
Draco Malfoy
Draco was pleased with the letter and decided to take it up to the owlery sometime that day. He was so drawn into writing and reading the letter that he had not noticed a certain confused brunette staring down at him…
XxXxX
All through out her short shower Hermione was trying to figure out what had happened last night. She was certain that she had been impregnated with Draco Malfoy's baby. She decided that she wasn't going to make a big fuss out of nothing; after all it was a 'fake' baby. She understood that she was going to feel worn out and tired for quite awhile since she would be pregnant. Resolving to the fact that she would indeed soon be carrying a baby frightened her a little and brought tears to her eyes. But as soon as these thoughts came to mind she thought that it was all for the best and let it go.
Hermione concluded that it was indeed Draco who had helped her into the common room. She didn't know if she should thank him for helping her get to bed or yell at him for touching her. She was so confused. 'I'll just see what he does first…' Hermione thought.
So Hermione quickly dried he hair with a spell and pulled on her uniform before she walked out of the bathroom and stood on top of the stairs. She saw Draco on the couch, his back facing her. He seemed to be reading something.
Hermione cautiously walked down the stairs. Trying to pretend that he wasn't there. She spotted her school bag which she seemed to have left lying on the small coffee table in front of the couch Draco was currently occupying.
She hesitantly walked over to the coffee table and took her book bag and gently swung it across her shoulder. All the while she had not looked at Draco and he in turn had not yet acknowledged her. Although the moment was awkward she would rather have this than him going on about how hopeless she had been last night.
Hermione then made her way towards the portrait and it opened for her. She looked back at Draco and was about to thank him but instead she just walked out of the door.
XxXxX
Draco heard a rustle of clothing behind him.
'It seems like Granger's finally woken up…' Draco thought.
He saw her out of the corner of his eyes. She was coming down the stairs. She had come close enough for him to smell the scent of soft vanilla drifting off from her. He completely ignored her and carried on reading his letter again. She had picked up her bag and was about to exit the dorm but she looked back at him and seemed like she was going to say something to him but thought better of it. All the while Draco was looking pointedly at the letter he had written.
'Must have realised what had happened yesterday. Granger seems to be slower than usual these days…' Draco thought curiously.
He thought no more of this matter and followed her out of the dorm room and into the Great Hall.
XxXxX
'Hello 'Mione,' said Ginny as Hermione came by to sit next to her. They shared a small hug before Hermione grabbed a buttered toast to munch on.
'Good Morning Ginny. Where are Ron and Harry?' Hermione said as she poured herself some pumpkin juice.
'Oh…they thought that they'd head out early so that they could get their mind off things and go out for a bit of flying. I wanted to go as well but they said that I won't be allowed to since I was 'pregnant' it's not fair…' Ginny complained.
Hermione chuckled. 'Their right you know…we can't risk anything. So how's it going between you and Harry?' Hermione asked curiously as she winked at Ginny.
Ginny blushed and replied, 'Ohh…nothing much really. We're just getting used to the news. I heard who your partner was…' Ginny trailed on leaving Hermione to blush now.
'Ginny please don't start with that again,' said Hermione pleadingly as she took another toast to munch on.
Ginny smiled and said, 'Alright, but I'll get you later.' Hermione nodded.
'So have you had any morning sickness or anything?' Hermione asked interestedly.
'No. Not yet but I did feel a bit squeamish today morning. What about you?' Ginny questioned as she sipped on her pumpkin juice.
'Thankfully I haven't,' said Hermione as she looked down at her flat stomach. Instantly her eyes began to water. 'Ginny we're gonna be fat!' Hermione cried.
Ginny smiled sadly. 'Yes we will be. But it won't be permanent,' Ginny tried to reason. 'But you know what that means right?' Ginny questioned becoming bubbly again.
'What?' Hermione asked wiping a tear away.
'Shopping for new clothes!' Ginny shouted as the both of them started chatting animatedly feeling a while lot better all of a sudden.
Ten minutes before the bell rung for class the two girls exited the Great Hall and went to their separate classes.
All the while Hermione had not seen her 'other half' walking into the Hall and watching her every move.
XxXxX
Draco swaggered into the Great Hall. He gave the Hall a swift glance and saw that Hermione was with Ginny, the two boys seemed to be no where in sight. He noticed that Hermione had a sort of troubled look on her face. He ignored it and strutted to the Slytherin table where most of the sixth and seventh year girls were missing. They seemed to have gotten something out of this project; sleeping in. And when they were running late for class their excuse would most probably be 'I was tired' and the teachers couldn't really do anything since they were to blame for coming up with this project. So it was a win-win situation for the girls.
Draco spotted Blaise and Hilda (one of the few girls present at the table) they were sitting opposite each other. He looked at the pair of them and noticed that they were both playing around with heir food and hardly making eye contact.
Even he and Hermione had spoken sometime over the period in their dorm and they were supposed to loathe each other. But these two Slytherins who have been paired up for the project, hardly even glance at each other. Something was definitely wrong. H decided that he would talk to Blaise about it some time that day.
The spot next to Blaise was empty so Draco filled it in.
'Morning Blaise, Hilda,' he said to them.
'Morning,' they both chanted simultaneously.
The rest of the breakfast went with small conversation coming from both the boys. Hilda stayed silent. She looked some what…troubled.
Draco sometimes looked over at the Gryffindor table. He saw Hermione talk, get angry, cry and then laugh.
'Bloody woman with their bloody mood swings,' he thought as he smirked. Blaise noticed this.
The both of them had a lot of talking to do.
XxXxX
The day dragged on for what seemed like forever for all the upper class students. They were all confused, troubled and tired. They had a lot on their minds and the sleep they had the other night was not enough.
When all the classes had finished Draco asked Blaise to come over to the dorm room.
'Yeah sure…Hilda said that she would be hanging with a few girlfriends. Should be alright. Let me just drop my bag in my dorm room and I'll be right back,' said Blaise. He knew what was coming, might as well get ready for it.
'Ok. Just say 'Unity' to the portrait and they should let you in. If there's any problem just call for me.
Blaise nodded his head and walked swiftly to his own dorm room.
XxXxX
Hermione felt exhausted after lessons. She saw Harry and Ron approaching her.
'Hermione do you wanna come over to the Gryffindor common room tonight?' asked Harry hopefully.
Hermione looked doubtful. She was tired after all.
'None of us will be there for the rest of the year so we thought that we should spend one last time there together, like old times, it'll be fun!' Ron added in.
Seeing his cute boyish grin changed her mind.
Hermione smiled, 'Course I'll come. Where's Ginny?'
'Right here,' said the small red head. 'So are we all meeting up in the common room?' she looked around and everyone nodded in approval.
'I'm going to drop my bag off first since I'll probably be there until curfew and then I'll be too tired to carry my bag back to my dorm room,' Hermione said with a sigh.
Ginny laughed, 'Always our planned 'Mione…'
Hermione smiled at her and quickly walked up the stairs. As she was entering the third corridor, she saw Blaise Zabini exiting the Heads Dorm.
'Looks like Malfoy will be occupied tonight…' she thought without concern.
Blaise was heading her way so she held her head high and walked right past him as he done the same although with a smirk.
'What is with Slytherins and smirking?' Hermione thought frustrated. She thought it to be stupid that they have to strut around the school with stupid smirks and smug faces.
She took a deep breath before she muttered the password and stepped into the room. Just as she did so the Head Boy walked out of his bedroom and down the stairs. They stood their staring at each other before Hermione broke eye contact with him, ran upstairs, into her bedroom, placed her bag on her bed, checked in the mirror if she looked alright stepped out of her bedroom and descended down the stairs.
Draco had moved into the kitchen and was pouring himself some milk. Hermione ignored him and went to the portrait hole. She looked back.
'Thankyou,' she said softly. She was surprised that he had looked at her and nodded in reply. She thought that she hadn't said it loud enough for him to hear. Obviously he had…
XxXxX
'Bravery,' Hermione muttered the Gryffindor password. Since she was Head Girl she knew the password of all the House Common Rooms.
The portrait of the Fat Lady opened and she walked into the common room. She smiled as the rooms warmth engulfed her. She had missed the warmth of the room when she was on holidays. She saw Harry, Ron and Ginny huddled together near the fire. The two boys were playing the role of gentlemen and had sat on the hearthrug leaving the girls the squashy, warm armchairs.
Hermione walked over to them and sat down on the chair nearest the fire.
'So how's Pansy?' Hermione asked Ron as she tried to gulp down the laughter in her voice.
Ron squirmed on the floor and changed his sitting position.
'Well she isn't exactly 'happy' with the partner she has…and nor is the partner she has happy with her!' Ron said with a good imitation of a Pansy like huff. All four of them started laughing.
'You'll learn to live with her mate,' Harry said as he looked up at Ginny who was beaming down at him. This didn't seem to help Ron.
'Umm hello!' Ron said as he waved a hand in front of Harry's face, 'I'm still here you know!' Harry blushed a bit before turning around and staring at the fire. Ginny looked at Hermione and winked, Hermione smiled in return.
'What about you and Malfoy?' Ginny asked slyly. Hermione gave her a 'don't you dare' look.
'Oh…it's alright. I avoid him and then he avoids me. We hardly ever talk to each other so it's good. No problems…so far,' Hermione said to them. Keeping an eye on Ginny all the while. She could see a 'Malfoyish' smirk forming on her face. Hermione shot her a death glare so Ginny turned to face the two boys.
The boys nodded and started to talk about Quidditch. The girls tuned out of their conversation and started their own.
'So Hermione…anything exciting happen yet?' Ginny asked innocently.
'No but something will happen if you don't talk about something else!' Hermione muttered darkly as Ginny grinned not so innocently anymore.
'Fine!' Ginny said finally giving up. 'So what happened yesterday when you went into the room with Pomfrey in it?' Ginny asked curiously. She wanted to know if it had the same effect on Hermione as it did on her.
XxXxX
Draco had been just as surprised as Hermione was when he had heard her thank him. He just could not believe that a Gryffindor had stooped so low as to actually thank a Slytherin.
'What is the world coming to?' Draco thought, 'Maybe I'm being a little bit too melodramatic…' Draco was awoken from his thoughts when he saw the portrait hole open and Blaise walked in with a bag over his shoulders.
'I thought you were gonna drop your bag off in your dorm,' Draco asked with a brow raised.
'That was my book bag,' Blaise explained with a smirk, 'whilst this here, is my bottle bag…' Draco got the message and nodded his head in understanding.
Blaise sat down on the couch next to Draco and opened up his bag and pulled out a bottle which contained an orangish coloured liquid, Firewhisky. Blaise conjured two glasses and poured a bit of it into each cup. They were in school; they didn't want to get too drunk.
'How's the project going so far?' Draco asked Blaise as he took a sip of the sweet and sour liquid.
Blaise waited a few moments before answering, 'Draco stop beating around the bush and get to the point.' Blaise raised an eyebrow as if knowing what was coming next.
'Slytherin all the way…' Draco thought with a smirk.
'Ok. Straight to the point then,' Draco said as he looked up from his drink and observed Blaise from above his glass, 'What's up with you and Hilda?'
Blaise didn't move a muscle. He acted like he had not heard a word Draco said. After awhile he sighed and rested his back on the couch and closed his eyes. Draco watched all this in silence.
Then Blaise spoke with his eyes still closed and his hand casually gripping the glass which was now half empty, 'It's complicated. I can't even remember the finer details but this is all I know,' he opened his eyes and at up straight and took a sip out of his glass.
Draco nodded for him to continue, 'Ok. My parents were not the strongest of Death Eaters. However, being purebloods and all we were treated with the same respect and dignity the other Death Eaters were treated with. We had made many friends and enemies. The Cullen's like us were also not strong Death Eaters. But gradually as time went on they became much closer and before you knew it they were second to the Dark Lord,' Blaise said and then added with a smirk, 'after your father of course.' He looked at Draco and saw him glaring back at him. Blaise decided to carry on with his story.
'Well before any of this mayhem had begun, my parents and Hilda's parents were the best of friends. My parents always tried to talk the Cullen's out of the Dark Arts since they were planning on surrendering to the ministry. The ministry had informed the public that anyone associated with the Dark Arts or with the Dark Lord, namely the Death Eaters, were to surrender to the Ministry of Magic. In doing so those Death Eaters will not have to go to Azkaban and that their house would be protected from the Dark Lord himself. However, if you were to accept the terms and agreements of this contract it meant that you had to turn in someone else resulting in them paying half the time they were supposed to in Azkaban,' Blaise said as he paused and took a sip of his Firewhisky. Draco had not said or done anything so far.
Blaise continued, 'My parents surrendered of course. They decided that they didn't want to spend the rest of their lives enslaved from some immortal person who wanted to conquer the world,' Blaise chuckled to himself, Draco remained still. Since my parents were close with the Cullen's they had both agreed on surrendering to the Ministry. They agreed that it was the best for both families.
'I was only about nine when all of this happened and Hilda was eight. So until her parents were released from Azkaban she had to stay over our house. She was a bit distance from my parents. She only really talked with me. But she eventually learnt to be around my parents,' Blaise gulped down the rest of the drink and refilled his cup.
'When her parents were released they had bought a small house and moved in all their belongings into the small house. At this time Hilda was still at my house, it was her last day with us. The next day she moved in with her parents and they were quite happy to be together finally. Unfortunately one of the Death Eaters had got the drift that the Cullen's had moved back and had informed their master,' Blaise said with a look of disgust on his face.
'In the middle of the night Voldemort somehow managed to break into her house. And he killed her parents,' that was all he said for a few minutes.
XxXxX
'Well…' Hermione began. 'She first had done the spell on Malfoy. I'm not sure what the name of it is so I'll check it in the library,' Ginny rolled her eyes as Hermione said this. Hermione didn't seem to notice, 'Yes…his chest sort of started glowing a red colour. When she came over to me the glow on him had vanished and instead I had started glowing…' Hermione trailed off.
Ginny looked at her with wide eyes and urged her to continue.
'I suddenly felt alive yet tired at the same time. It was like I was actually happy that I was going to have Malfoy's baby-'
'WHAT! Did you just say that you were happy to have Malfoy's baby?' Ron shouted suddenly startling both the girls. They both swatted him across the head.
'Ronald Weasley! Don't you ever shout at us like that ever again!' Ginny scolded as Harry stood up and wrapped an arm around her.
Ron glared at him but Harry said, 'Sorry mate but I'm on her side on this…they are pregnant after all,' Ginny smiled up at him as Hermione was fuming.
'Sorry…but I didn't mean to yell,' Ron said sheepishly. 'I just heard Hermione say that she was happy to have Malfoy's baby. I just assumed that there was something going on between the two of them…'
'Yeah well don't assume then! Wait till I tell you the whole story' Hermione said claming down a bit.
Ron nodded silently as Harry and Ginny stifled a snort.
'What I was saying was that when Madam Pomfrey put that spell on me it was as if I was happy to have Malfoy's baby. But it vanished as soon as the spell was taken off me,' Hermione quickly added as she saw Ron's mouth open in protest. Ron's mouth then formed an 'o' shape in realisation.
'And then all of a sudden I became really tired and then I think Malfoy took me to our dorm and set me on my bed. The end,' Hermione ended. She squirmed when she saw the looks Harry and Ron were giving her when she said that Draco had taken her into her bedroom. The look Ginny was giving her, on the other hand looked pretty amusing. It was a look of shock, jealousy and understanding.
Hermione put her hands up in defense, 'Look guys, Madam Pomfrey made Malfoy take me to my bedroom. Do you think that he would have voluntarily touched me and do you think that I would let him touch me?' Ginny snorted but covered it up with a cough. Hermione shot her a death glare and turned to face her two friends. They both nodded silently. But she knew that the both of them will be keeping a close watch on Draco. She couldn't care less.
XxXxX
Blaise started again in a tired tone, 'Hilda did not really miss her parents since she had not spent a lot of time with them. Therefore it wasn't much of a problem. For a few years she stayed with us. When she turned eleven she got the letter from Beauxbatons. My parents were shocked; they thought that she would get admitted to Hogwarts since none of her other family members had gone to Beauxbatons. But they say they Beauxbatons chose the best…and well Hilda is one of a kind' Blaise trailed off with a smirk. Draco ignored this and took a sip from his glass. Both the boys had good self control so they knew that nothing would get out of hand with the Firewhisky.
'Because she went to Beauxbatons, she shared the same holiday period as us. So she would stay at my place for a few days of the holidays. But most of the time she would spend her time with her friends and most of them lived in the muggle world so it was safe for her and our family,' Draco raised an eyebrow at this, 'My parents thought that Voldemort would be still after her, seeking revenge,' Blaise explained.
Draco nodded, 'That's where the awkward situation begins…' Blaise said. Draco sensed hesitation wonder into his words, 'Umm…you see for the past few years, when Hilda would come over my house we sort of…fancied each other. I mean I am a boy and a fully grown one at that. You can't expect met to just ignore a girl like Hilda when she's in your house and not 'do' anything with her,' Blaise said in defense.
Draco smirked, 'When you say 'do' what exactly did you do?' Draco asked speaking for the first time since Blaise had started talking.
'Mate, it's nothing like that. My parents lived in the same house!' Blaise said as he sipped the Firewhisky and placed the glass on the table.
Draco nodded although he didn't look too convinced. 'Yes well, we got into a relationship and my parents didn't really encourage it. They thought it to be a risk for me to be too close to her. I of course disagreed with this. Hilda sort of walked in on me and my parent when we were having this argument. And since then she has never been comfortable around me and I don't blame her,' he closed his eyes as if remembering the day.
He opened his eyes and continued, 'The last time she came over my house was during the summer break last year. That was when we got into a relationship. After she heard about the talk with my parents she decided on having a talk of her own,' Blaise paused. Draco knew that talks weren't good. 'She told me that she fully agreed with my parents and that we should remain friends. Hilda always thinks for others before herself, regardless of being sorted into Slytherin,' he added before Draco could interrupt.
'After we talked she went to Beauxbatons for her fifth year. She didn't stop visiting us during the break. We would try to act normal around each other but it proved to be quite difficult since what happened the last time she met me was still fresh in her mind. Well the summer break before our seventh year, as usual she would come meet us. That was when my parents thought that she should be sent to Hogwarts instead of Beauxbatons. They thought it best for her since most of the worlds powerful witches and wizards took residence in this dung hole,' Blaise added with a smirk.
'She being the person she is, didn't argue against it and wrote a letter to McGonagall asking her if she would be allowed to come to Hogwarts. The old bat replied with a yes,' again he paused. Draco thought he was doing this on purpose, 'for dramatic effect maybe?'
Before he could think anymore he carried on, 'We had another one of her talks. She said that we would only be friends at Hogwarts and nothing more…blah…blah…blah.' Blaise said as he downed the rest of the liquid. He went to grab for some more but Draco snatched the bottle out of his grasp. He had a feeling that Blaise had quite enough alcohol for one evening.
XxXxX
Ginny yawned.
'I think it's time for us to go back to our dorms…' Hermione said as she covered her mouth while she yawned. The boys again nodded in agreement. Hermione felt sorry for them. They were only trying to protect her. She smiled at them before pulling them into a big bear hug.
'I'm sorry for going at you like that. You were trying to keep me safe and I was acting like a spoilt kid…' Hermione said.
'It's alright…we're a bit scared you know with the whole you and Malfoy sharing a dorm thing. But we can trust you right?' Harry asked concernedly.
'Yep…' Hermione replied.
'Woman and their bloody mood swings,' Ron muttered hoping no one would hear him.
'Hey I heard that!' shouted Ginny. They all turned around to look at her. She was sitting on the armchair with her arms folded across her chest, a small pout on her face and her foot tapping on the ground.
'Sorry Gin, forgot all about you,' Harry said as Hermione ushered her over to join in on the group hug. Ginny poked her tongue out at Harry and hugged all of them tightly.
'Ron you think our mood swings are bad now…wait till we're pregnant…' Ginny said a matter-of-factly. Ron looked frightened at the image of a four month old pregnant Pansy running around their dorm and throwing hexes and jinxes at him.
They all laughed at the expression on his face.
'Mione, our dorm rooms are all on the fourth floor and I'm sure you'd know the password since your Head Girl. So feel free to come visit us any time,' Ginny said. 'Just make sure to yell out 'Harry Ginny stop whatever you're doing because I'm coming in. Alright?' Ginny said as Harry blushed a dark red. Hermione just nodded her head at Ginny. Ron seemed to have not gotten the joke yet.
'Alright guys, I better go,' Hermione said as she walked over to the open portrait hole, 'See you tomorrow,' she waved goodbye.
Ron seemed to have gotten the joke since Hermione heard Ron say in a loud and angry voice, 'GINNY YOU'D BETTER BE JOKING, CAUSE WHEN I COME AND VISIT YOU I SHALL NOT KNOCK AND WAIT FOR YOU TO OPEN THE DOOR. MERLIN HELP YOU IF I SEE THE TWO OF YOU DO ANYTHING BUT TALKING!
The portrait opened again and a very flushed looking Harry and Ginny stepped out of the common room and dashed down the stairs followed by Ron who was red in the face shouting expletives at them. Hermione didn't have the energy to reprimand them so she just took the other staircase to the third floor.
XxXxX
'So, you still fancy her?' Draco asked as he stood up and stretched.
'I really don't know. We're definitely not in a relationship yet we're not really friends either. Where does that put us?' he questioned Draco. Draco just shrugged and said nothing. Blaise got up as well.
'And her being partnered up with me doesn't help,' he groaned as he tiredly rubbed his eyes.
'Alright mate. You better get going. It's already curfew and Grange could come barging in any second now. If she sees a bottle of Firewhisky she's gonna throw a fit,' Draco said seriously as Blaise chuckled and headed for the portrait.
'Good luck with Granger,' Blaise said as he opened the door. He turned back to face Draco, 'Oi Draco! She's not that bad looking you know,' and with that he shot out the door before Draco could through the bottle at him. Draco shook his head and went into the kitchen to grab a glass of milk. He wanted to down the whisky with something.
XxXxX
Hermione's eyelids drooped further with every step she took. When she was walking along the third floor corridor she saw Blaise walking towards the other end of the corridor.
'I wonder what they've been talking about for so long,' thought Hermione curiously. But before she could think any more of the topic she had already walked over to the portrait. She whispered the password and walked into the room.
The room smelt strange. She looked around the room and spotted Draco in the kitchen fixing himself some milk. Her eyes then spotted an empty bottle lying carelessly on the couch. She stepped closer to it trying not to make her presence known. She bent down and picked the bottle up. She sniffed it; she didn't quite recognize the smell. She read the label of the bottle and all the tiredness she had felt while she was walking towards the dorm had vanished.
'Draco Malfoy!' she screeched. Draco almost dropped the glass of milk he was holding. He quickly recovered as he turned around to face her. Before he could say anything Hermione went on.
'How dare you? How dare you throw a party when I am not around?' she questioned her eyes ablaze.
Draco didn't know what she was talking about. He then spotted the bottle she was holding onto. Her knuckled had turned white since she was holding it so tight. Draco cursed underneath his breath.
'If you consider having one person over then yes I was having a party,' Draco said sarcastically.
'You're Head Boy! Why don't you start acting like one?' Hermione ranted. 'You were late the first day when we were all suppose to be in the Great Hall, you turn up late to classes and now you decided to smuggle alcohol into the Heads Dorm?' she questioned, her voice rising with each word.
'Granger keep your voice down. I am not in the mood to hear your rambling. If you want to complain to McGonagall, go and complain no one is going to stop you,' he said as he began to walk towards the stairs. 'Now if you don't mind I'm going to bed.'
Hermione sighed. The tiredness was coming back, 'Listen Malfoy. All I'm asking you is to be reasonable. Don't smuggle things into the school that you are not supposed to. You'd just be asking for trouble. We're going to have to spend the rest of the year in this dorm. So we both share equal privileges. And next time you have someone over, please inform me first,' Hermione managed to say. She was getting really tired. Draco heard the exhaustion in her voice. Draco was confused. One minute she's screaming her lungs off at him and the next she asking him politely.
Draco didn't say anything except look back at her and walk the remaining steps and depart to his bedroom.
Hermione rubbed her eyes and sat down on the couch and took off her shoes. She didn't have enough energy to climb up the stairs. She just settled down on the couch. And instantly her eyes closed and she drifted off to sleep.
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Draco went into his bedroom and pulled out a book to read. As he was reading he remembered the letter he was supposed to post to his mother. 'Damn!' he thought. 'It must be still downstairs. What if Granger gets a hold of it?' he quickly stood up making the book fall down onto the floor and raced down the stairs. He saw a figure on the couch. It turned out to be Hermione. He observed her for a few minutes not knowing what to do. 'Should I carry her to her room?' he asked himself. He shrugged the thought away. Instead he bounded up the stairs and went into his room. He looked around for a quilt of some sort. He spotted a green blanket on his bed. He grabbed it and went downstairs. 'She looks so peaceful when she sleeps,' he thought. 'Wow! Draco…did you just think that?' he wondered. He shook his head and cautiously covered her form with the quilt. He thought back to what Blaise had said about her being quite pretty. A small smirk played at his lips, he could help but agree. With that he took the letter which he found on the coffee table and went upstairs to his bedroom.
He changed into his boxers and slept…hoping for a peaceful slumber.
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