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Hermione was beyond pissed, she was about ready to kill one disgusting ferret and mount it's head on the wall like a prized trophy. Her room was the most repulsive thing she had ever seen in her entire life. Malfoy had sent her to her own personal hell. It was horrible, and the worse thing Hermione personally could think of. The common room areas weren't too bad except for the fact they all had the underlying theme on being silver and green, Slytherin colors. Her room though was just; well she didn't like to think about it. As soon as she saw it she had found the nearest paper and quill and had started to draw up a new plan dreading spending even one night in there.

Her room was pink, it looked like some giant pink monster had thrown up on it; everything was pink and fluffy. There were no book shelves and no desks for homework. Her room was barley big enough to fit the bed in it; Malfoy had made it so small. Her bathroom was Slytherin colors with a toilet an extremely small shower, and a dingy sink. No mirror, no counter space, no bathtub to soak in. When she came back from just one glance around her room if you could even call it that, it was so tiny and pathetically as un-Hermione as you could get. Draco was literally on the floor laughing too hard to even stand, tears were rolling out of his eyes, and he wasn't able to speak for 10 minutes. Hermione deciding revenge would be better later spent that time starting her new room design and scheming her master plan of revenge, Draco would not get off easily for this.

"So.. Granger…. Like…. Your…. Room?" Draco said gasping between each breath because he still couldn't breathe properly

"You foul loathsome cockroach!" She said standing up and whipping out her wand, pointing it at his throat much like she did in their 3rd year. "You made my room pink, with no room for homework. You made my bathroom Slytherin colors. You left me no room in either." With each sentence she said she took a step closer to Malfoy until his back was against the wall.

"You know Granger you are incredibly sexy when you're mad." He said with a smirk completely unconcerned that at any moment the witch was likely to blow his head off.

"You… you… UHGGGGGGG" She yelled frustrated she whirled around grabbed her room design and went into the kitchen slamming the door behind her, as her room had no space to write.

The next morning Draco still in his boxers walked into the kitchen scratching the back of his head and yawning. When he walked in he was shocked to find that a certain book worm had fallen asleep designing her new room pencil still in hand. He walked over to the fridge his mind on food for the moment, and took out the milk carton. Sitting at the table he started drinking out of the carton. That's when the bushy haired girl woke up.

"Where the…..?" She mumbled, and then her eyes got big taking in the shirtless Slytherin in front of her.

Holy mother of sexy he is beautiful.

Hermione! She yelled at herself in her head. He is Malfoy he is not sexy. Still…

His hair was tousled and messed up in the sexy I-just-woke-up way. His body well, it was obvious that all that Quidditch training had not gone to waste. His arms were lean and strong his chest, looked like it was made of marble from all the muscle and the pale color of his skin, and completing the image was one six pack. Hermione started she couldn't help it.

"Like what you see?" He questioned taking another swig from the carton.

Hermione came to her senses. "I…. Ummm. Goodbye." She said hurriedly and gathering her stuff went to her room.

Draco sat there still chugging milk from the carton and listening to the shower running in Hermione's room. He had felt kind of bad that it was his fault she slept in a chair last night because her room was too small. Not that he would tell anybody that, or even himself. Setting the milk on the counter he went to go get ready for the day. It was Saturday and the new rule was all 7th years can go down to Hogsmead on any weekend they want. He planned to take advantage of that.

Hermione, 45 minutes later came bounding down the stairs jumping the last steps at the bottom. She was wearing a black tee-shirt that said "I love the weekend" in white font, that barely touched the top of her blue low rise skinny jeans, for shoes she had brown knee high boots. Landing the jump gracefully she walked across the common room to the door.

"Someone's considerably happy for sleeping in a chair all night."

Hermione turned her shiny now straight hair flipping over her shoulder. "I'm going to Hogsmead with Harry and Ron and it wasn't the first time I've slept in a chair." She said flippantly stretching her arms above her head and standing on her tip toes stretching out her whole body.

My God she's beautiful.

The thought popped into Draco's head unwanted and suddenly as he started at her sparkling brown eyes, and dazzling white smile.

You're not allowed to think that Draco, you're going to find a nice pureblood wife this year settle down and get married. You have to continue the Malfoy line as a pureblood no mudbloods. But you don't like her anyway so that doesn't matter. Her smart nerdy ways repulse you remember that.

Draco chided himself, any feelings he had for the mudblood, which he didn't, weren't allowed, but he didn't have any so that was ok.

Draco decided that he might as well take the opportunity to leave the Castle while he still had it. He got up and followed Hermione out of the common room. When he reached the bottom he walked quickly to catch up to Hermione then fell in step next to her.

"Are you going to become a stalker?" Hermione asked eyes staring straight ahead

"No worse, I'm going to go around telling people I'm your boyfriend." He said back

Hermione stopped short. Glaring at him.

"How about you leave me alone and go hang out with those people you call your friends?"

"Not nearly as much fun as pissing you off, remember we're supposed to be getting along and becoming friends to show more house unity?" Draco reminded her

"McGonagall said nothing about becoming friends." She retorted

"It was implied, Granger. I thought you were smarter than that."

"Shut up."

"You know it's true."

"Fine whatever, you can hang out with Harry, Ron, and I for a few hours and then you have to leave, because one of you guys will blow something up."

"What are we going to blow up?" Harry asked as he rounded the corner to meet Hermione, he spied Draco then shot Hermione a look "What's…?"

Draco interrupted him "You see me and Granger here realized that all that anger over the years was really love and got together and we thought we'd tell you today." He put his arm around Hermione's waist right as Ron walked around the corner.

"What the bloody hell?" He shouted

"Draco get your arm off of me. Now." Hermione said venom obvious in her voice. "Harry, Ron, Ferret here..." She jerked her thumb in Draco's direction. "…and I are supposed to become friends to show more house unity according to McGonagall. So he's coming with us today for a few hours." The boys just looked at her with their mouths open.

"You know I liked my story better." Draco said crossing his arms.

"Malfoy one last thing before we leave." Hermione said

"What?"

"If you touch me again I will burn whatever it was that touched me, do I make myself clear?" She said glaring

"Yes mother, gosh." Draco said rolling his eyes

Hermione crossed her arms and indignantly turned away from him.

"Well today's going to be interesting." Harry simply stated

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