Chapter Four
Harry woke up to Hermione Knocking to tell him breakfast was ready. He stood up and went to get in the shower. He spent quite a long time under the water thinking about the day before ,Petunia, the ring, the party, the Room, Sirius's portrait and the moment he had not been able to get out of his mind since it had happened the kiss between him and Hermione, it had been innocent enough but it had definitely changed the way he would think of Hermione now. He really hoped that she wouldn't start acting strange.
He stepped out of the shower and dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist and walked back to his room. About five feet from his bedroom door Hermione opened her door she saw him.
"Good morning." she said cheerily she if nothing happened, she did not breaking eye contact before walking down the stairs.
"Good morning" he said knowing there was no way she could hear him.
He went into his room and picked out his outfit. He would need to go shopping soon for new clothes.
About ten minutes later harry came down to find eggs bacon toast sausage and pumpkin juice Hermione was reading the newspaper
"A letter came this morning Dumbledore will be here at 1:30 to talk." Hermione said without looking up
"Once your done eating we should go and practice I want to get you up to my speed I have been practicing for weeks. The Weasleys will be gone until Wednesday there visiting Ron and Charlie. "
It was at that moment that harry decided that if she was going to act as if nothing happened then so was he.
They finished eating and made their way upstairs to the library. He went right to the book and pulled .The wall shimmered they walked through. There was a table where it hadn't been the night before.
On the table there were black sweat pants suitable for working out for him and what looked like sweat pants and a sports bra for her. A bra? Was she really going to work out in a sports bra?
"If you go to the wall and think bathroom then a door will appear and you can change in there."
Harry did as she said and when he opened the door to the bathroom he saw that it was more like a pool house the tub easily beat the tub in the prefect's bathroom and it looked to have twice as many nozzles harry made a mental note to come in here one night alone.
While getting dressed harry promised himself no matter how she looked in her sports bra he wasn't going to look… ok he wasn't going to stare at her he when he left the room he saw her. Hermione was wearing the sports bra and she was wearing it well harry had never noticed the curves of her body before.
"If you're done staring at me I usually start off jogging a bit."
As she said this the room shimmered and it turned into a football sized field with a two lane track around it she started stretching and he took that as a hint to do the same he had never jogged or worked out for that matter but if Hermione could do it then so could he.
As they were walking another table appeared it contained two iPods, Harry looked very amused
"You didn't think I was going to let you run in silence."
He reached for the iPod closest to her and she reached out for the same one
"This one's mine, they are program the music you would like and unless you like old boy bands and American pop stars I think I'll take this one ."
He grabbed the other and put it on, he like the song but he had never heard it before he had never spent much time as a child listening to music. She looked at him and she mouthed "Ready?"He nodded
It was about three minutes before he realized that he was out of shape. And with one look at Hermione he could tell she was very much in shape and very much holding herself back on his account.
This was not good not only was it embarrassing but how could he expect himself to defeat Voldemort without being able to run a mile he dedicated himself to keeping up and he fully understood why the room hadn't given him a shirt. When she finally stopped after what she said was a mile but he was sure it was much longer. A water hose appeared Hermione took a sip and held it out for him with a giggle she put her thumb over the hose end and sprayed harry right in the face
And as much as he needed the cool down he was not going to let her get away with that so when another hose appeared it became an all out water fight between the two. It was hard to say who won the fight they were both dripping from head to toe and it was Sirius who broke up the fight, both hoses disappeared. Harry could see him laughing in his portrait.
"Now I know I'm not an auror any more but I do not believe that you can defeat Voldemort with a water hose." He said with a chuckle.
"Don't you think its time to start wand work?"said Hermione trying to sound professional.
But as she said the words the room shimmered into an arena with dummies and what looked like suits of armor with wands in their hands. Hermione walked over to a table off to the side an grabbed a book and jogged over to him
"Since the beginning of summer I have been researching spells " she said looking nervously from the pad to harry, he took the papers and looked at the spells and looked up at her.
"I have never heard of any of these spells" he asked looking a little worried
Well of corse you haven't, they are dark magic Harry, I have been thinking and I don't think it would be an even fight if you don't learn to use dark magic "when she saw he looked skeptical she continued "Just because you know how to do dark spells doesn't make you a dark wizard, But it does make you as powerful as the dark wizards.
It was at that moment that the room changed into a cozy living room with couches and a fire place. Harry and Hermione looked at each other questioningly until harry heard Sirius talking he turned to see a tall blond haired boy standing there talking to Sirius.
"Malfoy?" he said without even thinking immediately pulling out his wand
"Potter what are you doing in my room?"He said with venom in his voice
"Your room are you insane this is my room what are you doing in my house." Harry said temporarily forgetting that Hermione had told him that the room wasn't technically in the house.
"This room equally belongs to both of you and you will share it or I will lock you both out"Sirius said in a stern voice.
At this Draco turned and sat in his couch without another word to harry or Hermione.
"Well Sirius we can't very well expect to do any training while he is in here and the room has a couch."Hermione said clearly not too happy that the room she had found had been invaded
Harry saw Draco quickly look over at Hermione when she had said training.
"Then you will have to talk to him." Said Sirius leaving his portrait empty
Hermione decided that she would try and reason with the boy and went to sit on a couch near the fire
"Malfoy, Harry and I would appreciate it if you would leave the room we will be training until one o'clock and we cannot do that in a living room."
"I don't see why I should do anything for you mudblood." Draco said leaning back on the couch clearly exhausted
When harry heard him call Hermione a mudblood he came around the couch and pulled out his want and pointed it at the boy.
"Don't you ever call her that again, do you understand me u pureblooded prick."
Draco didn't look at all worried about the wand being pointed at his face. He looked lazily back to Hermione.
"Can you tell your boyfriend to get his want out of my face. I am not leaving."
"Harry is not my boyfriend, but I can't imagine why you would want to be in the same room as harry and I ." she said matter of factly then looking at harry she saw him lower his wand
Malfoy let out a weak chuckle and said "If you honestly believe that I want to be in the same room as either of you your insane, if I could leave I would now if you two would please leave me alone I need some rest. "
He fell down on the couch and pretended to go to sleep ignoring Hermione's
"Fine be stubborn, we can be stubborn too." She said as she stomped over to the book that had some point been dropped on the floor she picked it up and strolled over to harry and pulled her wand out.
"Umm Hermione?" harry said quietly
"What harry?"
"Maybe we shouldn't do those spells."
Draco turned his head a little so he could hear a bit better
What do you mean we shouldn't do the spells we already talked about this harry they do not make you evil they make you powerful."
"I didn't mean because of that, I meant because he is here and do you really want him and his family knowing we are practicing the dark arts"
This piqued Draco's attention and he stood up
"Did I hear you correctly potter? The dark arts." He said very surprised that the golden boy would ever dream of using a single dark spell.
"What's it to you Malfoy are you scared I'm going to kill all of your death eater buddies? Because I will kill them, and then your father and then you."
"That would be a great dream potter but Granger here is wrong not only do the dark arts need to be done only by a dark wizard but they do make you darker. The more spells you do the darker you will become and the darker you become the darker spells you can cast. It's a vicious circle really not to mention that he who kills the dark lord becomes the dark lord." Draco said knowingly
And by the shocked expressions on their faces Draco could tell that Harrys mentor Dumbledore had never told harry that little fact. He would use that to his advantage
"Oh. I get it. He never told you, he has just been using you to kill off his enemy so that when you're in power he can use you as his puppet."
"I am no one's puppet Malfoy."
"Fine don't believe me potter but I'll bet you my wand that you can cast one of those spells, sooner or later you will be begging for help from me"
"I wouldn't hold your breath." Harry said as he looked at his watch and saw that is was almost one and he knew Dumbledore would be there soon.
Harry and Hermione left Draco lying on the couch and went to clean up
Harry had decided that he would move his things into the master bedroom because he was the master of the house now the only problem was he had never seen the master bedroom maybe he would ask Hermione if she had seen it after Dumbledore
Harry spent his shower thinking about what Malfoy had said. If Malfoy was right about him becoming the dark lord after he killed voldemort then Dumbledore had lied to him. Dumbledore had used him.
Harry decided that he was going to take control of his own life.