Chapter two: The blood of a visionary

Hermione followed Dumbledore blindly, still trying to process the information given to her. They, for Draco was with them, twisted through the halls of Hogwarts; Hermione couldn't even remember reading about this section in Hogwarts, A History. Hermione mentally slapped herself, how could she think about something so trivial when she was to be shacked up with Malfoy for a year! It was awful! Hermione shook her head and realised that she had stopped walking and did a little trot to catch up, only to stop almost straight away.

'Professor, why have we stopped?'

Hermione couldn't understand it, there was no door in sight and they had reached a dead end

'There's nothing here, professor.'

Clearly Malfoy had also caught on.

'I am aware of that Mr. Malfoy, but it's not what is in the corridor, it's what is through the corridor.'

Hermione and Draco looked at Dumbledore as if he were crazy, before he stepped through the dead end all and disappeared.

'Professor?'

Hermione took a deep breath and walked towards the wall, successfully passing to the other side. She let out her breath and took in her surroundings. They were in some form of ante room. Dumbledore smiled down at Hermione who looked like she was just itching to explore. Draco sauntered through the wall and looked straight at Dumbledore.

'It works like platform nine and three quarters, doesn't it?'

Dumbledore smiled and nodded. Hermione just looked at Draco in amazement. She didn't think he would figure it out.

'Clearly Miss Granger fell for your charade in trying to make people think you aren't as smart as you are.'

Hermione felt a blush creep up her neck as she realised the truth in Dumbledore's words. She looked up and saw a similar blush covered Malfoy. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all.

'Now that we've gathered how the door works we can proceed into the actual chambers.'

Dumbledore turned and walked through another door, indicating that the others should follow. Hermione quickened her pace and followed through the door, Draco taking his time soon followed. Hermione looked around the room in amazement; this was their private common room. It was decorated in a mix of Slytherin and Gryffindor: Silver and red. She let out a squeal of delight as she noticed the wall lined with books. Draco scoffed at her childish ways and turned away, silently admitting that it was a beautiful room.

'This is your common room and those two doors lead to your rooms, you have a shared bathroom that is connected to your rooms. I will let you become accustomed to your chambers and leave you in peace. Good afternoon.'

Hermione barely noticed Dumbledore leaving the room, she was too wrapped up in thinking about a shared bathroom, it was going to be a nightmare. Draco also was thinking about their living arrangements but more about which would be his room. He walked over to the first door and looked inside; it was decorated in green and silver but had girl things in it. Also, Hermione's trunk was in there. Dumbledore's sense of humor was whacked.

Draco shut the door and dreaded thinking about what could only be his room. He opened the door and saw red and gold covering the entire room. Draco let out a sigh and walked inside, shutting the door. This was going to be a long year.

Hermione sighed in relief once Draco was shut in his room. She would never admit it to anyone but he made her nervous. But not because he was her enemy, but because she found herself attracted to him. It was horrible. Hermione walked slowly towards her room and wondered walk it would be like. She opened the door and was hit with the green and silver. She couldn't understand it, shouldn't her room be decorated in red and gold? And if this was her room, what did Draco's room look like? Clearly these arrangements amused Dumbledore. Hermione let out a deep sigh; this was going to be a long year.

Hermione woke up in her king sized bed and stretched out, loving the feeling of straightening out. After exploring her room last night, she fell exhausted to the bed, and fall into a deep sleep only to wake up the next morning. She lifted herself off the bed and walked towards the bathroom that she knew held a pool-like bath that she wanted to try out. Hermione opened the door and walked into a half naked Draco Malfoy.

'Draco! What are you doing in here?'

Draco looked down in shock at Hermione, he'd forgotten about her. She's gotten pretty hot, Draco thought to himself, immediately scolding himself for thinking that. She was a mudblood and Potter's best buddy. He backed off from her, disgusted with himself for thinking that. But still, it was the first time he'd seen her in something so… revealing. Just a tank top and shorts but that was pretty good considering what she usually wore. He turned on his heel and walked back to his room.

Hermione stood there dumbfounded. Clearly all those years of playing quidditch had paid off. He was unbelievably buff now. Even though Hermione could never tell anyone, she could still admire his body. He was only wearing boxer shorts, green of course. Hermione laughed at herself for noticing something as insignificant as boxer shorts. Hermione started to run the bath and thought that this year might not be as bad as she had originally thought.

A/N: Soo? What do you think of it? If you want me to change anything or would like to add something just review. Thank you, Lemon and Strawberries.