OK so here is the next chapter, enjoy :)
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"MR. Malfoy, are you alright? Godrick you look terrible. Has something happened?"
She looked genuinely concerned for him. How could anyone be concerned for Draco Malfoy's well being? Perhaps she thought he had just witnessed something else to add to the curious case of the Hogwarts Hooligans. "what will happen with Potter and his crew this year?" I can hear the first years saying it now. I swear it's like our lives are one big story that some author is just spitting out of her mind. She would have to be quite brilliant to come up with something of our magnitude though...
"Yes, yes of course proffesor I had something get caught in my eye. Terribly sorry ma'am."
Really? Had he seriously just used that one? That is the most over-used crying excuse in the book. For someone who is supposed to be practically equal to my intellect, you would think he could come up with something a little more original.
"Well then get on with it. I still have to explain everything to you two. That's a lot of ground to cover. All before dinner." And probably meant for me not to hear. "If that is even possible." In just about as long as it took for her to say that, he was already standing not a foot from me. Drat him and his stupid... long.... masculine..... muscular...... not-too-thick......toned......legs.......
WHAT!? THIS IS FUCKING MALFOY! WHAT AM I THINKING!
I looked up just in time to see him smirking down at me. "Like what you see?" Great. He caught me checking out his legs. That's just awesome. Alright, come back...need a comeback... "No actually, just the opposite. I was noticing that your o-so-perfect shoes have scuff marks on them. Might want to clean that up." I said with a smile. He was all about the looks. He frowned, and started walking. This would be fun.
I caught up with them as Mcgonnagal was saying something about how we can't let any single student get past our guard or something. Then in a low voice he said, "I let you win that one." right. "Psh." I scoffed. "Like you could beat me at anything besides the normal guy stuff." He shot a sideways glance at me. "And what would the 'normal guy stuff' be? Quittich? Arm wrestling? Sex?." My face must have gotten red because he laughed.
His laugh was extremely appealing. It was low and sexy. Almost like he was purring. Ugh no! Not again. This better not turn into a habit...
"Thinking about me again Granger? You really need to get better at hiding the fact that you find me attractive. Or get used to me calling you out on it." Was I that easy to read?
"You need a hobby Malfoy. All you do is sit around paying attention to everything anyone else does, that is at all in relation to you. Even if it's in disgust. Which is what that was." I said with a your-such-a-sicko look.
"OK. Touche." Then he got closer, and I mean really close, and whispered directly into my ear, "You know, you really need to learn how to lie." I could smell his musky cologne mix with his Cinnamon breath. It was intoxicating. I didn't even know they came out with that kind of scent. It must have been a spell, or potion specifically designed for luring women to him. Malfoy would have something like that. I know it was working on me... "See, now if I say something else, you will try to scrounge for another come-back. So I won't." He said with a slow, sexy smile.
I got up, and nudged closer to Mrs. Mcgonnagal, actually listening to what she was saying now. "As for your dormitory. There will be a staircase to the right, and going up, and to the left and going down. Miss Granger, you will take the one to your right, and Mr. Malfoy to the left. Each of your rooms have all of your belongings, and are equipped with all of your needs. Now as for the rules, you may have students visit, but none may stay the night. You are not to leave after-hours unless it is to patrol. Understood?" She looked back at us with annoyance. She knew we weren't paying attention through most of it. "Lets hope you don't forget anything that I have expressed to you." She looked us over, then said, "There is one last rule, but I don't think we'll have to worry about this one. There is absolutely no... funny business allowed between the two of you. You will be staying in the same dormitory by yourselves. And there will be no one to interrupt you. That includes you bringing anyone here. So I do not want you to do anything...well you know what I mean." She did the closest thing you could imagine to a smirk, then turned and started walking again.
She was talking about sex! HA! I mean, maybe Mr. Perv over here would do something along those lines. But how could she even think to partially direct that toward me? I was still a virgin, and not planning on changing that status any time soon. Especially with someone as repulsive, well maybe not repulsive looking, as Draco Malfoy.
"She won't have to worry about us, now will she Granger?" He whispered in my ear again. HOLY SHIT! He scared the crap out of me! He was even closer now, crouching over me like a preditor with it's prey. And that is just what I would be, his prey. Him, and that slow, sexy, deep voice. Ugh stop it Hermione! Stop thinking of him in that way! OK. So I hope my room is decorated nicely. I might have to- "Then again, maybe they will..."
Why is he doing this? He doesn't even like me! He hates me! What happened to make this change? Just a few minutes ago he was screaming at me for being head girl! He was crying about my a little too obtrusive comment! I mean he has tortured me for Godrik's sake! Does he feel bad for me now? What? Did he finally grow a conscience in that twisted mind? Well, I wouldn't fall for his tricks. I wouldn't give in.
I stomped away from him. "Professor, Dumbledore said that we would have all of our classes together. Correct?" I said trying to hide my displeasure. "Ha ha" she chuckled. "Yes, he wanted you two to be able to learn to work as a team."
"Is there any way possible we could, you know, change that?" I said, pleading. Draco did the typical guy grunt/laugh, and rolled his eyes. "Well Miss Granger, I don't think that will happen. I am sorry but this is the reason he made the decision. Because he knew you two aren't... the closest of friends. As a matter of fact I believe he has arranged for you to sit next to each other as well." WHAT!?! NO! Malfoy looked at my face and laughed. Even in my outrage, I could still hear the boy-ish hint in his laugh combined with the deep, soothing-"Well here we are."
We arrived at a oval painting of a beautiful woman in a deep purple, floor length gown with long, blonde, wavey hair. She smiled and said in an angellic voice,"Password please." The professor turned and said,"Midnight Sun." The maiden smiled, and gestured us to walk into the now-opened painting. It was glorious.
There were Maroon and Green fabrics that drooped down along the octagonal walls. High ceilings, with squish-under-your-toes silver and gold carpet. Various cozy chairs, love seats, and a sofa were the centerpieces of the room. All with the same color theme. And on the wall directly across from the doorway was a giant painting of a lion, and a snake intertwined. The staircase to the right (mine) was closed, and had estimated about four flights. There was a golden runner going all the way up. The left staircase going down, was spiral, and also closed, and had a silver runner. Above us was a beautiful chandelier so intricate, I thought that if I looked at it hard enough, it would shatter into a billion shards. The room was marvelous. I couldn't believe I had the privilege of staying here all year. Even Malfoy couldn't ruin this for me.
He walked over, and plopped on one of the love seats horizontally, messing up the perfect order of the throw pillows.
Then again, maybe I was wrong.
After the professor left, I walked into the small kitchen area (well, it consisted of a mini-refrigerator, a microwave, and a cabinet. That's right, one cabinet) and looked around the rest of the dorm. All of a sudden, I was pinned to the wall in front of me with my back against it. "Well Miss Granger, welcome to our new home." He said with a sly smile.
Damn did he smell good. Every part of him that he could fit against me was practically glued to my small figure. And let me tell you, even through his clothes I could tell he was perfectly toned. His smoldering grey eyes were burning a hole in me. I needed to get away from him before I did something I would regret. I couldn't think straight like this. I shoved against his chest as hard as I could.
"OH, now I don't really think you want me to leave..." He needed to get off me, and soon. Like now. I whipped out my wand, and pointed toward his toned abdomen. "Stupefy" He was on the floor in front of me in a flash. I maneuvered around his crumpled body and ran up the stairs as fast as I could.
That was way too close.
OK so I realize I said that the last chapter was short, and I ended up making this one even shorter. But I have been exeptionally busy lately. (I don't like it any more than you do) But I PROMISE I will make the next chapter exceptionally longer. :)