Chapter 4:Her Mirror
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'What in the bloody hell is that noise?' though Draco as he dropped his trunk onto the floor of the common room.
The noise came from behind a door. He walked to the door but stopped when he read the name on the door. 'Hermione's Room. Don't Come In.
'Hahaha, the Mudblood thinks that a stupid sign will keep me out of her room.' And he touched the doorknob and a message popped up as the doorknob zapped his hand.
That Mean You Too Ferret.
'Dang! She's pretty good at those third year spells now. I wonder if she realized that I could just do this…' and tried to magically open the door. No movement.
Three very fast, hard pounds came from the other side of the door. Hermione looked over at the mirror hanging next to the oak door. Draco's face was floating in the middle of the mirror. 'Gosh! Why is he here?'
Hermione waltzed over to her door and opened it. 'I might as well have some fun with this.' She opened the door and leaned on the frame.
Draco looked at Hermione as she said, "Hello Malfoy, what can I do for you?" She continued to lean against the frame.
Draco looked over Hermione's shoulder and into her room, "Granger, what is that noise?" He couldn't look very far because of Hermione's non-bushy-but-still-bushy hair to find the source of the music.
Hermione grumbled, "Well, if you had any appreciation for Muggle technology, you would realize that the music is coming from the i-Home over there." Hermione pointed to her desk where the silver i-Pod dock was sitting.
Draco looked at the radio, "Oh," And he walked over to the desk, "What's playing?"
Hermione giggled like a little school girl, "Prefects Are Hot by Moaning Mrytles." She giggled even more after she said the last syllable.
Draco puzzled as he tried to piece this mysterious puzzle together, "How?" was the only word that left his mouth.
Hermione continued to giggle, 'He is so cute when he is confused. WAIT! DID I JUST CALL MALFOY CUTE?' Her giggles stopped.
Draco also stopped and stared at the bookworm, "Um, what did you just say about me?" He cocked an eyebrow.
Hermione looked at herself, 'Did I just say that Malfoy was cute out loud?' Her voice echoed in her head. Or what she thought was her head, "Yes Granger, you did. Now maybe you should stop reading books and practice on your in-your-head thoughts. It is really strange to hear you say that but," he paused to look at Hermione and to see her reaction, "I'm flattered that you like me and all, but you're not my type. I'm more of a not-part-of-the-golden-trio-who-is-not-a-bookworm-who-loves-broom-rides kinda person." Draco smiled and walked out of her room.
Hermione's mouth was still open wide, catching flies. 'I cannot believe I talked about my thoughts! What is wrong with me? ' her mouth still was hanging open when she turned off her i-Home and shut her door.
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