A/N: I got a review from Johanna that said that Ivorian isn't a Swedish name, I know that, I thought it was funny though! That's why I took it :P Haha prepare for more random names, cause I have a random-name-list that I'm picking names from! Thanks to my lovely Freakyella!

"Ivorian?" Hermione thought for herself as she followed the two Aradian Heads into the Castle, that was an odd name, a really odd name. When they walked in the castle, Hermione saw that her guess about the windows letting in much day light were true, the castle inside bathed in light. Or at least the hallway did. They took the first left and walked for about 10 minutes. They stopped at what looked like to be the biggest tower, and Ivorian said "Which of you are Head Boy and Head Girl?" quite rudely actually, like that he didn't wanted them to be here.

"Me and Blaise" Hermione said, pointing at Blaise.

"Good, you rooms are through that door" he said as he pointed at a small door to the left."Your rooms" he said, talking to rest of the Hogwarts students," are through this door and up the stairs. You will sleep in the room that has your name plate on the door" he said, pointing to the door behind him. "Lunch is at 12" and with those words, he took Vera's hand and they walked away, probably for class.

"See you later" She said smiling to Dean, who stood next to her and walked through the door Ivorian had pointed at. Walking through the door, she came to a small brick-walled room. At the right wall the painting of Roseline had been hanged up.

"How lovely to see you again Miss. Hermione and Mr. Blaise" she said with a sincere voice. "Password?"

"Nice to see you again Roseline, Aradia" Blaise said before Hermione could. "Maybe we should change password?"

"Yes, we should" Hermione said thinking about a new good password. Somehow Ivorians name was the first thing that came up. "What about Ivorian?" she said smiling.

"That's a good one" Blaise said laughing. "Is that password okay Rosie?"

"Whatever you want" Roseline answered gladly. Roseline was always happy, Hermione thought. That was weird because what was so fun being stuck into a painting and see how the first years grew and became adult, when they stayed the same forever. When she thought about it, being a painting was kind of the same as being a ghost, just that you couldn't move around as you like and you could only eat painted food. Poor poor Roseline.

Hermione had expected that Roseline would hide a painting behind her, but instead the wall to the left opened a concealed door.

"Oh, a secret door" Hermione said excitedly. She looked at Blaise when he laugh at her and started to raise a brow, but stopped abruptly when it reminded her of Malfoy, and said "What? It's cool." with a big smile.

"Raising eyebrows now do we? You have definitely been spending too much time with Draco" Blaise said reminding her that he was still a Slytherin.

"I have not spend too much time with Malfoy, I haven't spoke to him in a while." she said, but not realizing it herself, a bit sadly.

"Do you like spending time with him?" Blaise asked curiously.

"I liked studying with him, he is the smartest study-buddy I have had. Not to be mean to Ron, Harry or Ginny, but Malfoy are more intelligent than them."

"Yeah, he's kind of smart." Blaise said walking through the secret door and into a common room that looked exactly like the one they shared at Hogwarts.

"I wonder if our rooms look the same" Hermione said, walking fast to her room and opening the door. It looked exactly the same except that where there had been gold and ruby red before, it now had the color white.

"White?" Blaise said, standing behind her in the doorway looking over her head, she was after all not the tallest person… "How boring."

"Maybe the white changes into our house colors when we have been sorted" Hermione said, thinking that it would be the only logical reason. Because why make such a beautiful room so boring?

"Maybe your right." Blaise said and walked over to inspect his room.

She walked into her room and stopped at her trunk, that was standing next to the wardrobe door, and opened it and started to hang up the little clothes that she had brought with her. When she was finished with that, she dragged her still almost full trunk to the bookshelf and started to pack up her books in alphabetic order. Then she took out the rest of the things in her trunk and put them in the right place. Then she pulled the book she was currently reading, walked her way over to her armchair.

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Draco watched Blaise and Granger heading to their section, before started walking himself towards the door Ivorian pointed at him to go. He opened the door and looked in. Stairs, of course! He sighs and started walking up. To his surprise it was only one storey up to the common room. This was not going to sound like himself, but it looked kind of, a little, if he had to admit it, cozy. The room was a big circle with one big fireplace in the middle. The room had black armchairs and sofas where they could study or play cards or whatever they wanted to do. On the walls where paintings, that were made to fit the curved walls, of wizards, plants and animals, but the most beautiful and the biggest one, was a painting of the Aradia Institute at autumn. The trees leaves shifted in red, green, yellow and orange and made it painting look vivid. Since it was a magic painting, there was a wind blowing that made the trees slowly wave. It was magnificent.

He looked to his left and saw the stairs that led to the boys dorms and again was meet with stairs. He had to walk three storeys up before seeing his name on a door. The other name on the door is Dean Thomas. He doesn't really care about whom he shares his room with, but it had been nice to share with a Slytherin. It wasn't like he would spend so much time in here anyways. As Dean Thomas walked in, he saw that Thomas is thinking the same thing. He gave Draco a nod, that he respectfully repeat.

"Which bed to do want?" Thomas asked politly.

"I'll have that one." Draco said as he pointed to the bed near the window. Thomas nodded and walked over to the other bed. Apart from the beads the room didn't have much furniture. They have each a wardrobe, a coffin behind the bed and a desk. That's about that. "Boring with white" Draco thought to himself as he started to undo his truck.

"Beans?" he heard Thomas ask and he turned around and looked suspiciously at the box of Bertie Bott's every flavor beans in Thomas's hand.

"I haven't done anything with them." Thomas said when he saw Draco's look. He slowly walked forward and took one that looked like lime or pear. Thomas took one himself and continued to undo his truck. Draco slowly put the bean in his mouth and starts to chew.

"AH, FUCK!" he yelled out loud and spitted out the bean on the floor. Thomas had quickly turned around and given him a weird look.

"It was snot flavor." He explains, and when Thomas starts to laugh, he chuckles a little himself and decides to at least give Thomas a chance. All Gryffindors' can't be like Potty and Weasel and Hermione is a good example on that.

When he's done with putting his clothes in the wardrobe and his other stuff in the coffin, he walked to go and see how Blaise's new Head Boy room is.