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Chapter 6: what the teachers say and what you think.
'Great I have to be shacked up with him for the rest of the year…wait…this could prove interesting.' Hermione thought to herself hastily thinking of various ways of torturing Malfoy. Stealing his clothing…turning his hair green… 'Hmmm…have to remember that one'…putting make-up and "feminine supplies" in the bathroom. Harry jolted Hermione out of her evil, scheming reverie. And after Harry and Ron bade her cheerful "good night!" and "good luck" Hermione waded her way towards the staff tables.
Simultaneously Draco, Cherie and Blaise were doing almost the same thing.
"Sorry mate to bad it had to be her." Blaise told Draco feeling his friends' disappointment at having to live with the class book worm for the entire year.
"What is so bad about that?" Cherie asked innocently gazing up ad Blaise compelling him to answer her.
"Hermione and Draco don't really get along very well." Blaise soothed.
"Understatement of the decade." Draco snorted "She practically hates my guts!" he cried.
"Oh I don't think so." Cherie said in a very knowing way
"How do you know?" Draco asked his eyes narrowing it to small suspicious slits.
"Oh well you know, how she writes, what she says and what she doesn't say. You know, just stuff."
"How do you…what ever I have to go see you tomorrow Blaise." Draco said his brow furrowing a little before he turned and headed up to where Hermione and Dumbledore waited for him.
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"Good evening Mr. Malfoy I am glad you could join us." Dumbledore said peering over his half moon spectacles at the blonde Slytherin boy. "Now to get down to business, Miss McGonagall will show you two your dormitories. I hope that you will learn to work together it would set such a great example for the younger students if you two could combine your houses in some way." Dumbledore looked hopefully down at them willing his words to make some effect on the two. "Anyway I feel that I must inform you that it is you job to plan and coordinate all extra curricular activities such as trips to Hogsmead, dances and any other form of get together that may happen through out the year. I hope that you two will be more creative in planning such things than previous heads have been." Pausing a moment Dumbledore let this sink in through their thick sculls before directing professor McGonagall to take them to their dormitories.
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"Come along now!" the old hen screeched strutting authoritatively before them leading them out of the great hall and down the flame lit corridors.
'Stupid old hag!' Draco thought as he trailed leisurely behind Professor McGonagall toward their dorms. It had been a common practice that the heads got to choose their own password and so Draco began to think, what would be the worst thing to make Granger say? Draco is Sexy? No it would only embarrass her but she could write it off to her friends as me merely being conceited.
But before Draco could think of any more McGonagall stopped them and bent forward as if speaking in confidence to them. "Behind that painting over there of the lady and her Dragon is where your dorms are. When you go over there the first thing you say will be your password so be care full not to say anything that you don't mean." And with that she left the two seventh years all alone in the night.
Draco and Hermione cautiously approached the painting. "Why hello there are you two the new heads? Well out with it then say some thing!" the princess cried out to them in her two dimensional way.
Draco couldn't resist it, "Hey Baby!" he cried back to the pretty little princess making her blush slightly and the painting swung open.
"Way to go Malfoy now I have to say THAT every time I come here! Why couldn't you just keep your mouth shut for once?" Hermione fussed which looked extremely cute with her new look and all. The way her carefully sculptured eyebrows furrowed when she was cross no longer annoyed him in fact it brought up feelings that Draco wasn't even aware he could experience in relation to her. Eww…
Hermione quickly swept past him and sauntered up the marble stair case up to a room with a mahogany plaque reading 'Draco Malfoy' "oh Crap!" she muttered and stumbled down the stairs to where they forked and took the other one which lead to her room. Draco who was walking behind her stifled a laugh at her mistake because (it is a well know fact) Hermione Granger NEVER makes mistakes.
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'Oh sod off Malfoy.' Hermione thought as she passed the git hearing his muffled giggles. Finally reaching a red wood sign and reading her name, she pushed her way in finding a gorgeous room draped in red and gold. Not that she didn't like it that way but Hermione was rather adverse to THAT particular color combination, it always made her think of fire. Not that that was a bad thing but with almost being burned as a witch in medieval times when Voldemort sent her back there thinking he was sending Harry there. If it hadn't been for Dumbledore she might be dead right now. Hermione was still a little touchy about that considering leaving her wand back here in the present day wasn't really the smartest thing to do 'and as we all know Hermione NEVER makes mistakes' Bull! I make mistakes just like everyone else. I have problem just like any other teenage girl. Okay so maybe my problems are a little worse in some respects and better in others. Well not exactly. I probably have most normal problems at the same level every one else does. I have to work hard at school, deal with mindless teenage hormones and lusts and cravings …mmmmm Cookies!
Hermione dug through her bag and brought out a container chalk full of mint Oreo cookies and started chowing down on them. Hey house elf food was all well and good but they really couldn't reproduce the muggle-ness of store bought foods. After her first three Hermione picked up her wand and changed the room to light baby blue with all cloth covered thing silver. Hermione tastefully turned the trim into a pale lavender hue so that her room held more dimension. Her bed she made in a attractive floral scheme consisting of several different kinds of pink, silver, and purple flowers that flouted wistfully on top of a light baby blue pond. It was almost the same as one she had seen in a store once but that had been far too expensive for her to buy.
A quiet knock came at Hermione's door and although she knew it was Draco she went and opened it. "Hey umm Hermione I'm sorry for what I said and the password and all. But I guess that since we are going to have to work together I thought that I should be the first to you know apologies and all umm… ya." Draco said while staring at some thing over Hermione's head.
"Umm thanks Draco." Hermione replied hesitantly gazing intently at the floor. "Hey do you want a cookie?" she asked after a long moment of complete and utter silence.
"Uhhh sure." He said clearly as confused by this comment as Hermione herself was.
Hermione turned and walked over to her bed where her clothing was piled in the heaps they had been thrown in whilst Hermione was looking for her cookies. Sitting down on the floaty mattress Hermione pulled out the box of Oreos again this time offering some to Draco who stood awkwardly leaning against her bed post. "You can sit you know." She said when he took the proffered cookie.
"What is this?" Draco asked sitting on the very edge of her bed narrowly missing landing on a black bra. Hermione quickly snatched it up and tossed it to where Draco had no chance of seeing it (under the bed).
"That is a Oreo. Haven't you ever had one before?" she inquired.
"No. This is muggle food right?"
"Yes." Came the tentative reply.
"Hmm..." he grunted as he bit down into the brown thing. His silver-blue eyes widened in shock and surprise. "Mint!" he exclaimed and hastily downed the rest of the cookie in one bite before reaching and grabbing another one.
Hermione laughed at his eager acceptance of her peace offering. And also took another cookie from the box.
They sat there Draco reveling in the miny taste contained in these chocolaty muggle cookies and Hermione just enjoying watching his almost child like glee at the food. All too soon the clock struck twelve and Draco was forced to go to his own bed due to his lack of sleep and classes the next day. Despite his tiredness he was unwilling to leave until Hermione promised him she would get more Oreos and share them with him.
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