(A/N: pls review! I am not going to continue with the story unless I get more reviews! Ok, so on with the story…)
Malfoy settled himself down in one of the chairs, Josh settled himself to Malfoy's left.
"Granger, I think you should sit here." Drawled Malfoy, gesturing to the chair on his right. "We have some important things to discuss."
"Oh well, I suppose." Came her short reply as she settled down comfortably, Cissy taking the empty seat beside her.
After everyone had settled down, Draco clapped him hands and almost immediately, six house elves came scurrying into the rooms, their hands laden with dishes of cuisine.
"How are we gonna finish all these?" asked Granger, staring wide-eyed at all the food.
"Oh, we'll finish it alright. You don't know what gluttons these two are." Laughed Hermione, looking over at Josh and Draco, who were already shoveling food down their throat.
Granger looked over at Malfoy and was surprised to see that he too was eating like a glutton.
"Would you slow down a little? You look like you haven't eaten for three days. Its so gross." Commented Granger, looking disgustedly at Draco.
"What? Don't look at me like that! I'm a growing young man! I need my proteins!"
"God! I don't know how you guys can eat like that and not grow fat."
"Haha! Is someone jealous?" Malfoy mocked, brandishing a piece of half eaten chicken in front of Granger's face.
"Eww…that's utterly disgusting Malfoy, and please for God's sake, don't talk with food in your mouth, I have absolutely no desire to see what you are chewing."
By now, everyone had started on their food and a noisy din echoed throughout the room as they all talked to one another. Cissy was arguing with Josh about something while Malfoy and Granger were also arguing about the way Malfoy was chewing.
Across The Table"So, what's your brilliant plan honey?" whispered Hermione, spearing a piece of lettuce with her fork.
"Oh, that. Well, what do you think of this?" he leaned over on his elbow and whispered something into his wife's ear.
"So, you are suggesting that we make them sleep in the same room?"
"Yes, honey. What do you think?"
"It's a wonderful idea…but how do you suppose we do that? Surely anyone can tell by the size of this Manor that there has got to be more than one guestrooms…"
"Well, there's seven rooms in this Manor. One's the kid's bedroom, another's their nursery, one's our room and one's Jenny's room (A/N: jenny's the children's personal maid).
"And that leaves three more rooms."
"Well, we can tell Binky to tell the other elves to change the remaining rooms to an art gallery and a junk storage room! That leaves us with only one more room to use for the guestroom!" said Draco triumphantly.
"Well, ok." Gave in Hermione.
"Binky! Please go up to the second floor and transform the three unused rooms on that level to an art gallery, a junk storage room and a guestroom. And please hurry with it." Whispered Hermione urgently.
"Ok mistress, Binky is doing that now."
Back to Our Favourite Couple Across The Table"Hey, Granger! Did you notice the older we whispering to each other and looking in our direction?"
"Good, Malfoy, you have finally stopped stuffing your face with food enough to actually speak to me." Remarked Hermione sarcastically.
"Would you just drop it and answer my question?"
"Oh, alright! I saw them whispering and looking here, but that doesn't mean anything does it? Its not like they would want to kill or in our sleep or something."
"Something tells me that there's more than meets the eye."
"Oh give it a rest already! I think you're just being too paranoid, they probably just want the salad or something."
As if right on cue, Hermione called out to Granger.
"Honey, are you done with the salad? Mind passing it over to me?"
"Sure! Here, take it!"
"Thanks."
"See I told you that you were being too paranoid." Hissed Granger, turning to look at Malfoy.
"Fine! I'm done already, are you?"
"Yes, me too. I feel so tired." Said Granger, letting out a small yawn.
"Yeah me too."
"I wonder where we're sleeping."
Their conversation was cut short by Draco's announcement.
"Dinner's over! Time for bed!" he bellowed.
"But dad, I don't wanna go to sleep! I wanna play with Hermione. "Whined Cissy.
"Sweetie, you can play with Hermione tomorrow. Right now, you need your sleep. I'm sure Hermione's tired too. She's had a long day. Tomorrow's an even longer day for her."
"Ok, mum, pinky promise?" said Cissy reluctantly, sticking her little finger out.
"Yes sweetie, mummy promise." Cooed Hermione, hooking her little finger with her daughter's.
Jenny came into the room and took Josh and Cissy up to their room to put them to sleep, Hermione following them.
"I guess we'd better show you guys your room," said Draco.
"Yeah! I'm beat!" yawned Granger once again.
Draco led the way up the stairs to the guestroom. Once on the second level, he turned to his left and opened the first door he saw. Hermione looked inside and let out a small surprised gasp. The room was beautiful. The ceiling was way above their heads and velvet curtains hung from the windows. There was a giant four-poster bed, covered in forest green duvet, in the middle of the room. At the side if the room, there was a closet door and beside that door, was another door leading to the bathroom.
"Well, I guess I'll leave you two here now." Said Draco.
It took only a few seconds for Granger to snap out of her trance.
"What? What did you say?" she questioned.
"Err…I said that I'll be going now. Is there a problem?"
"Do I have to share a room with him?"
"Yes you do. End of discussion." With that, he walked out of the door.
What the hell? I have to share a room with the mud blood? Thought Malfoy to himself.
He sneaked a glance over to her and found her staring blankly into space. Suddenly, she blacked out and collapsed onto the floor, her head hitting the ground with an unceremoniously loud "Thud!"
(A/N: the next chapter should be fun! what will hermione and draco do when they have to stay in a room together, much less share the same bed!haha! pls review!)