Title: Everything Has Purpose, Even Pain

Author: RayneLover101

Disclaimer: I don't anything recognizable but maybe the dormitory room, everything belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Shout Outs:

The Talking Head: I'm glad you're hooked, that's what I was intending on happening. :D You'll find out definitely in chapter 5 what's happening, and only glimpse a little this chapter. It is fairly difficult to write on the fly, but it kinda makes it more fun that way, finding out what's going to happen next. I'm glad you think every chapter gets better, that's really flattering as a writer. And thank you for saying that it's ok to have an OOC character if it fits well, I'm really glad you think so. That actually made my day. :D I'm sure you'll like this chapter even though it's mostly descriptions, I hope they're ok. Please keep reading and reviewing and making my day.

A/N: So here we are, chapter 4, it's been quite a ride for me. I've been having some major writer's block while writing this chapter, but I think I did a decent job. I was majorly contemplating on whether or not to put the descriptions of their dormitory, but I decided that I would ultimately put them in. So this is going to be quite a long chapter of mostly descriptions of what it looks like, I'm sorry that there's not going to be much Dramione or talking, there will be a little, but not much. Also this is officially the longest chapter I've ever written, and I think that's because I had to do all these descriptions. I really hope I didn't go into too much detail, but I really got into this chapter. I think that's because I kinda based it off of my own home. I may let slip what's going on with Hermione this chapter, but I may leave that for chapter 5. Let me know what you think, so Please REVIEW. :D

A/N 2: Just wanted to let you know, when I'm describing things, I go from Hermione's POV to Draco's POV, then just description without either of their inputs. Also I had to put DHDHDH because ff wasn't letting me put my dividers in.

DHDHDHDH

Hermione noticed that Malfoy was sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace writing something in a journal, she didn't really pay much attention to anything, since she just wanted to crawl under her blankets and fall asleep. She did hear Malfoy say something along the lines of, "About time, Granger…what's your problem? What, you're giving me the silent treatment for something I had no control of?"

She tuned the rest out and walked up the stairs, turned left and into her room. She didn't even lock her door, assuming that Malfoy would leave her alone for the rest of the night, and set the stuff she was carrying down on the floor and collapsed onto the bead, falling right into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile in the common room, Draco was furious that Hermione just ignored him, not even saying anything sarcastic back like she normally does. He sat there, thinking, 'what's her problem? Am I that bad to talk to, we were fairly civil during the train ride? Maybe she had a bad talk with McGonagall. I'll wait until she's asleep to check on her…wait, why would I want to do that? I hate her, I hate all muggle borns.' After that, he decided to stop thinking about anything and everything, but he just couldn't get Hermione out of his head, having a bad feeling that something was really wrong with her this year.

Hermione had been asleep for about two hours, when her door creaked open and Draco slipped in, wondering why he was doing this in the first place. He decided to chance it a bit and walked next to the bed and looked down at Hermione curled into a small shaking ball. He, instinctly, took a blanket from the chair at her desk and draped it over her. For some odd reason, he brushed a piece of her hair from her face, then turned and slowly and silently closed the door behind him.

Once safely inside his room, Draco fell back onto his bed, and just started thinking. 'Why did I just do that? I don't worry about anyone but myself…don't I? What am I thinking, why would I care about her? She's just a mud…oh Merlin, I can't even say it anymore.' He just couldn't get her out of his head, but decided to just go to bed, too, and hopefully he would stop thinking about her.

He was wrong on that account, he dreamt about her that night. They were in Hogsmede, at the Three Broomsticks, in the back drinking some butterbeers alone. He looked up into her eyes, which were sparkling, and brushed her hair behind her ear, making her blush, which for some reason he liked seeing. He stood up and held out his hand for her to take, she asked, 'where are we going now?'

He pulled her close, and whispered into her ear, 'you'll see when we get there, it's a surprise. I'm pretty sure you'll like this surprise.' He smiled in her direction as he led her outside.

It was late fall, winter was almost around the corner. The trees were almost bare, but there were a few colored leaves left. Draco led them to the edge of Hogsmede, towards a small fountain where the water was still moving through the statue. Draco guided Hermione over to a bench near the fountain, and sat her down.

She looked at him expectantly, waiting patiently for Draco to tell her why he brought her out here, granted this place was so beautiful. When he kneeled down in front of her, she started to get worried, Draco could tell by her face.

Draco looked up at Hermione, and said, "Hermione, it's been a wonderful few months, and I realized that I've never told you how I feel. Don't freak out so much, I'm not proposing," he knew that's what she was thinking he was doing, but laughed when he saw the relief on her face, "I just wanted to tell you that I am falling for you, hard, and I know we haven't been together much, since you have your friends and I have mine and it's not acceptable for us to be together. But I really want something with you, will you accept going out on a proper date with me?"

She smiled down at him, whispers, "yes, I'd love to go out with you on a proper date," and did something he didn't expect, cupped his face with her hand, pulls him up to her, and gently pecks him on the cheek, with a blush that makes her whole face red as a tomato.

He smiles back, grabs her hand, and pulls her over to the fountain, and they just stand there looking out at the beauty of the place.

Draco wakes up with a small gasp, "what did I just dream?" He was so confused as to why he dreamt what he did, but he decided not to think too much on it, since it was only four am and went back to sleep.

DHDHDHDH

It was about six am when Hermione woke up. She was so refreshed, and surprisingly had a great, dreamless sleep. Hermione turned over to look at the clock and realized that she was covered by a blanket, 'when did this get here? Maybe Malfoy…why would he care if I froze? Oh well, I guess I'll have to thank him eventually, or even talk to him. Ugh, when did my life get so turned around?' While she was having a mental argument with herself as to when her life got so messed up, she got up and decided to look around her room since she didn't look around yesterday when she got there.

Hermione looked around at her walls, they were a pale yellow color, almost white; like an off-white color; then to her floor, which was a deep violet color and when she put her feet on it was very soft, since it was carpet. She looked down at her bed, which had her wolf blanket from home on it; there were two wolves walking in the forest in the winter; and the comforter and sheets were a deep red color. She looked at her bed more, which was a red cherry wood, it had the same color and wood headboard and it was only a full sized bed, but it was just the right size for her. She looked at her pillows with had two violet pillowcases and two yellow pillowcases.

She looked around her room and noticed a cherry wood desk, which had a small lamp on it, a journal, quill, and ink was on it as well. The desk was in front of her 44x58 inch window with stained oak trim around it, but there was a space on the windowsill for her to sit. Next to the desk along the left wall was a bookcase that had all of her favorite books on it.

She noticed her nightstand was also red cherry wood and the top of it is grey colored granite with a small drawer near the top and a bigger drawer underneath it. She saw that there was a sound box on it along with a clock radio. She opened the sound box and saw that the sound of her fish tank at home was installed in it, so it would be easier for her to sleep.

She looked for her dresser, which was near the right corner of her room. It was also cherry wood, and it had three drawers for her clothes. And on the wall above the dresser was a full-body length mirror and on the dresser was her jewelry box that she must have set there last night.

Hermione looked around even more, and saw her closet, which had cherry wood sliding doors. She slid open the door and there was one bar with hangers on it so she could hang up her clothes, and there was also a long shelf at the top of the closet for her to put more stuff; like storage or shoes, she'd figure something out; but in the right corner was a dark red electric blanket that would keep her warm during the winter.

There was something interesting to her though, she noticed that she had electrical outlets, which wasn't very normal to Hogwarts standards. So she opened her nightstand drawers, the top one first and saw that it was empty, but then looked in the bottom drawer and saw a laptop case. She pulled it out and opened it. She gasped as she pulled out the laptop in it, "Oh, Merlin's beard. Did my parent's get me this?" She was so surprised and decided that she would write to her parents later today to thank them.

After exploring her room, she decided to take a shower and get dressed so she could go eat breakfast. So she grabbed her clothes for the day from her bag and set out to find the bathroom, then she remembered what Professor McGonagall said yesterday, 'I'm sure you'll find the bathroom just fine, it's between the rooms.'

She walked down the hall, just a few feet to the bathroom, the walls were white, and the floor was maroon colored carpet. She noticed that Malfoy's door was closed so she assumed that he was still sleeping or in the common room. 'I wonder if his room looks a nice as mine. I know he'd never allow me in there, but why would I want to go in anyways? What was I thinking?'

She opened the door to the bathroom, which was stained oak, and walked inside. She looked at the walls first; they were green; then to the floor, which were cream-colored square tiles in diamond form. She noticed the doorknob was gold, 'well, at least there's Gryffindor colors.'

She flipped on the light, the switch was on the wall opposite the door. There was two switches, one for the light and one for the fan, she figured out that the right was for the fan and the one on the left was for the light. The switches and the plate around it was a cream colored ceramic.

Hermione walked in more and saw the vanity, which was oak with a granite countertop, there were two drawers on either side and a door in the middle, which when she opened it had a wastebasket and toilet paper. There was also a body-length mirror on top of the vanity as well. There was a sink in the middle of the vanity, cream-colored bowl and the faucet and knobs were silver.

Hermione looked at the floor, which were cream colored tiles, then at the toilet, which was on the right when you walk in, in a little alcove. The toilet itself was cream colored ceramic, and there was an arrangement of fake flowers on it, but Hermione didn't pay much attention to what kind of flowers.

There was a linen closet across from the toilet, it had a cherry wood door and gold door knobs. When she opened it, she saw there were three shelves; the top shelf had red and green towels and blankets of different shades of red and green. The rest of the shelves were empty to put whatever they wanted on them. They'd have to figure that out later.

Hermione grabbed a red towel and set it on the vanity near the bath tub, which was white ceramic. There were curtains as well as a glass door for their choosing. 'I'll have to use the curtain as well as the door, just in case Malfoy tries something.' Hermione knew that Malfoy would probably try something just to get back at her for something stupid like getting stuck in the same area as she was in.

There was a tub as well as a walk in shower set up, which was a bit strange if anyone asked Hermione. But there was gold trim along the edge of the tub and around the edge of the glass doors. The knobs inside were silver as well as the shower head, which detached if needed. The back wall of the shower was green as well as the rest of the bathroom. If she looked up, the ceiling was white and had a half circle swish of steko plastered on to it. Also when Hermione looked around the edges of the room, she found that there was a stained oak trim around the whole room, which made it look a bit more earthy.

Hermione knew there was time later to look around, she looked at her watch and saw that she only had about an hour and a half until she had to go down to the tables with Harry, Ron, Ginny, and the rest of her friends to eat breakfast. She striped off her bed clothes and got into the shower, making sure the curtain and the door was closed before getting cleaned up.

When she finished her refreshing shower, she wrapped her towel around her and realized that she didn't bring a change of clothes in with her, so she would have to run to her room and hopefully Malfoy wouldn't be standing there waiting for her to get out.

She gathered her dirty clothes, opened the door slowly and looked out into the hall. 'Malfoy's door is still closed, maybe if I'm really quiet, he won't even know I'm out here. Because knowing him, he'd catch me in just a towel and tell the whole school that he saw me practically naked. Yuck, that'll never happen as long as I'm here. Maybe if I run...' Her thoughts were racing as she ran as fast as she could back to her room. She opened her door and ran inside, closing and locking it shut behind her.

DHDHDHDH

But what Hermione didn't know was that as she was running to her room, Draco was just coming out of his room to get some water from the kitchen, that he assumed was there somewhere. He didn't see much, just the back of Hermione as she was opening her door and rushing inside. 'Must have forgot to bring clothes into the bathroom.' He didn't think much of it and started to walk downstairs to find the kitchen.

When Draco reached the bottom of the stairs, which happened to be fourteen exact, he wasn't sure why he counted, but he did, he looked around what he assumed to be the common room.

There was a brick fireplace with silver trim around it, 'well, at least someone had a little taste when decorating the common room, I really hope that there's more Slytherin colors than Gryffindore colors, just to mess with Granger.'

He looked down at the carpet, which was a dark red color, but it only went about three quarters of the way though out the room. In front of the fireplace, on the left side of the room from the stairs, was a green couch and a green and red plaid chair on either side about a foot from the couch. The couch and chairs were about three and a half foot from the fireplace and instead of carpet, just in the rectangle that the couch and chairs make is the cherry wood flooring. There were rugs in front of the couch and chairs, they were red with green edgings.

On the other side of the room is an oak dinner table that was five feet long and matching chairs of the same wood, but had red and green plaid cushions on them. On the table were two placemats, one red on the left end and one green on the right end.

Next to the table along the wall was a bookcase, with many magic and Muggle books on it, at least that's what Draco made out of it. 'Great, now I have to deal with Granger's insufferable chatter about her favorite Muggle books. If I ignore her, she'll freak out and get really cranky, and if I say something about it, she'll freak out more and storm off to her room. I guess I'm screwed over either way.' With a sigh, he looked around more.

He noticed that the walls were an off white color and the ceiling was white as well, but it had a design on it, swirls of some sort, he'd have to ask Granger about that later.

Draco looked at a doorway that was about three foot from the fireplace, 'that must be the kitchen, great I'm starving.'

So he walked through the doorway and whistled, "wow, this place is...I don't know how to describe it."

"I do," Draco swung around, and saw Hermione standing there in her typical Gryffindore outfit, but her hair was different; it was up in a loose pony tale. "It's amazing, beautiful, and from the looks of it, probably expensive, but considering there's magic involved it probably wasn't too expensive." Hermione walked in and started looking around a bit.

DHDHDHDH

Hermione had been getting ready for the day, she put on her regular Gryffindore outfit, but she decided to change it up today and put her hair up in a loose pony tale after brushing it out fully, which she could now do now that her mane has been flattened, so she could take it down during the day or put the pony tale tighter when she's working on something messy.

She knew that she had to make this school year count, since it probably would be her last year in Hogwarts. She didn't really want to think about it, the only person who knew was Harry and she'd owled him over summer break to break the news to him. He took it fairly well, but visited her and stayed the rest of the summer.

Hermione hoped that Malfoy didn't figure it out, he'd probably have it spread out all over the school in a matter of five minutes. She moved back into the bathroom to brush her teeth, when she was done she went down stairs and looked around the common room.

'Wow! This place is amazing. I love it, it's just so beautiful. Where's the kitchen? Oh, there it is.' She started walking towards the kitchen and saw Malfoy standing just inside the doorway looking around. 'Well, here goes nothing,' and she walked in.

DHDHDHDH

The kitchen was so beautiful, it had white walls, a very light mauve colored ceiling, and cream colored tiles shaped in little triangles all though the room, which wasn't too big that it seemed intimidated or so small that they couldn't move, but was just perfect for the two of them.

The quartz counter stretched all around the edge of the kitchen giving it a homey feel, on the left at an angle were the sinks. There were two stainless steel sinks in the middle of the counter there, the faucet and sideways flip knobs were stainless steel as well.

Under the sinks is a drawer that doesn't open and below that is a oak door that opens to the right. Inside is two trash cans; one for regular garbage and one for paper.

Next to the sink to the left on the counter is a black toaster and can opener. There's a drawer below the counter on the left of the sink, which contains bigger knives and forks for carving, spatulas; regular stainless steel ones and rubber ones for the non stick pans; plastic wrap, tin foil, and plastic Ziploc bags.

Below the drawer is a cupboard. Inside is baking sheets for muffins and regular long ones, things needed for the dishwasher, and a blender.

Next to the cupboard is a black dishwasher for them to learn to be more self sustaining.

Above the counter are two cabinets, which have oak doors, in the same places as the cupboard and dishwasher below. Inside are three shelves, which go all the way across since the inside isn't connected as indicated on the outside. On the bottom shelf are cups, glasses, and water bottles, on the middle shelf are mugs and extra batteries for their clocks, etc., and the top shelf is empty for them to put what they wish up there.

On the inside of the door of the cabinet above the dishwasher has an updated calendar on it. The calendar had different wolves for each month.

In the middle of the kitchen is an island with a green quartz top and stained oak body, with drawers and cabinets interspersed all around it.

In the middle of the counter straight in is a black gas stove with a sliver backboard (A/N: I hope you know what I mean), which has the controls for the electric oven and a switch for the oven light. And it has a black fan overhead above it as well.

Above the stove is two cabinets with oak doors. Inside, the cabinets are one big one sideways, but they are separated by a divider on the outside. There's flour, powdered sugar, various empty jars, and some paring knives.

And above the cabinets was a foot around analog clock. The clock had cherry wood around it and the outside was actually glass.

Next to the stove on the left is another cabinet, but it's longer than it is wide. Inside, there's three shelves. On the bottom shelf is their favorite boxed foods, a small sugar container, and spices. On the middle shelf is the sugar, noodles, and teas. On the top shelf is the lemonades, some extra spices for pumpkin juice, and bullion cubes.

In the far right corner of the room is a refrigerator and freezer combo, and above the fridge is two cabinets with oak doors. The fridge is a cream color and there's two doors on it; one on top and one on the bottom; which open to the right.

Next to the fridge on the right against the wall was a step stool; it was white colored metal and had two steps with rubber on them so no one would fall off of it.

Next to the fridge below the counter, on the left, is two drawers and two cupboards below the drawers. In the drawer closest to the fridge is knives, screwdrivers, pliers, and an assortment of tape. In the drawer next to that one is the silverware, carrot shaver, straws, and manual can opener. In the cupboard below that drawer and the cupboard next to it were plastic bags, pitchers, recipe books, mixing bowls, and containers.

Next to the cupboards on the left and to the right of the stove is a lazy susan (A/N: not sure how to spell that). It spins around in a circle and contains cans, potatoes, ramen, and cereal.

Above that on the granite counter is a black microwave and above that is a cabinet with a oak door. In the cabinet was plates, bowls, a cheese grater, garbage bags, and small containers for pudding or leftovers on three different shelves; small plates in the front, big plates in the back, small bowls on the left side, and garbage bags on the right side of the bottom shelf. On the middle shelf is the cheese grater on the left, medium sized bowls in the front, bigger and deeper bowls on the right, and in the back are family sized chip bowls. On the top shelf are a variety of small containers; round ones, square ones, and rectangle ones.

DHDHDHDH

When they finished looking around, Draco went to the fridge and got out the water. Then he went over to the cabinet and got out a glass. He looked over to Hermione and said, "did you need something or are you just going to stand there and gape?"

Hermione knew her mouth was hanging open a little, but she was NOT gaping, "I'm not gaping Malfoy, I'm just looking around. And it's none of your business anyway." She pushed past him and grabbed a cup out of the cabinet, then grabbed the water out of his hands and poured herself a cup of water. She set the water back down and drank her water in a couple gulps.

Once she was done, she put the cup in the dishwasher on the top and stormed back up to her room. Draco assumed it was to get her books, but didn't think on it much. He poured himself a glass, put the water back in the fridge, and took his water back to his room.

DHDHDHDHD

Once Draco got back to his room, he set his cup down on the nightstand next to his bed. He hadn't really looked around his room much since he got there, and since he had some time until he had to go down to breakfast.

The carpet wad Slytherin green, 'well, at lest it isn't tacky looking. Wow, I really sound like Pansy. That's a scary thought' The walls were white, but not white white, they were an off-white color.

His bed was a full sized bed with a stained oak headboard and matching footboard. The headboard was solid and curved and the footboard was solid as well and curved, but just barely came above the mattress.

The sheets of the bed were green as well as the comforter, but it was a forest green color. The pillow cases were green and white, two of each.

Next to the bed to the right, which is the closest to the door, is an oak nightstand with a drawer an inch under the top. There were four legs, in between was empty and at the bottom, about three inches from the end of the legs with two thin pieces of oak that crossed like an x. On top of the nightstand is an analog clock so he'd know what time it was.

There was a 44 x 58 window on the left wall of the room. There were white sheer curtains in front of the window. In front of the window was a stained oak desk with a center drawer for his quills and journals. On top of the desk is a lamp, it's in the left corner, and in the center is a journal and a quill with ink next to it.

Next to the desk along the left wall is a stained oak book case with all of Draco's favorite books, since he, surprisingly, loved to read just as much as Hermione, just not many Muggle books. There were also all of his school books on the middle shelf of four.

The stained oak dresser was in the right corner of the room nest to his bed about five foot away. There were three empty drawers for his clothes and other accessories.

There was a closet with oak doors next to the desk near the right wall. The inside was empty, but there was a shelf at the top with a green electric blanket in the top right corner. Under the shelf was a long wooden bar with hangers on either side.

DHDHDHDH

When Draco finished looking around, he grabbed his books and quills for his first couple classes. Then he finished his water and went into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

When he came out, he saw Hermione leaving the room and followed her. He thought she was just going down to breakfast, but she didn't.

After following Hermione for about five minutes, he hid as he watched her go through the doors of the hospital wing. He frowned, 'why is she going into the hospital wing? I don't think she'd have hurt herself between earlier and now. What happened?'

Draco was surprised and confused, he really wanted to know what was gong on with her, but he couldn't let her know that he saw her, at least not yet. So he walked to the dining area and to the Slytherin table thinking of a way to figure out what's going on with Hermione.

DHDHDHDH

A/N: This is officially the longest chapter I've ever written, but I think that it's actually getting really good, considering that I'm writing on the fly. I really do hope it's ok. Please review and let me know what you think. :D Chapter 5 may be up next Saturday, depending on how fast I write, but if it's not, it will be up in two weeks definitely. The more reviews I get, the faster I write, so please drop a review and let me know if you thought it was ok or even a little rushed. I don't care what you say as long as it doesn't bash my story.