I wandered around the castle for nearly two hours before bumping into a Ravenclaw's head boy. Luckily he was nice and showed me the way to the Gryffindor tower.
"Thanks again." I waved to the dark haired Ravenclaw.
"No problem, just have someone who knows the castle walk with you until you know your way around." he suggested. I nodded then entered the common room for the first time.
Hermione was asleep on the couch and Harry and Ron were sprawled out on the floor in front of the fireplace. I wondered why they were all out here and if I should wake them or not.
"How late is it?" I asked myself, as I looked out the window. I couldn't see anything, it was pitch black outside. I then looked to one of the clocks in the room. "11:00! I guess I was out later then I anticipated." I decided to wake up Hermione, so I started poking her sides. "Hermione, Hermione wake up." She rolled over onto her back to look at me.
"Oh, Olivia your finally here." she yawned while rubbing her eyes tiredly.
"You guys were waiting for me?" I asked flattered.
"Of course. We know you don't really know anyone here at Hogwarts, and someone has to show you where your bed is." she smiled while sitting up.
"Thanks, that's really nice of you guys." I smiled, then tosses a pillow at a snoring Ron.
"What the?" he sat up alarmed, waking up Harry.
Harry looked over at me and sheepishly smiled. "Olivia, your finally here." He slowly gathered himself up off the floor.
"Did you throw that at me?" Ron asked Hermione. She just laughed and pointed a finger at me. He looked at me with mock horror. "You better watch yourself Stone." he threatened playfully.
"So sorry Ron, but I didn't want your drool to stain the carpet, besides your snoring was getting extremely annoying." Everyone laughed except for Ron, who you could tell was trying his hardest not too.
"So what took so long?" Harry questioned while sitting himself down on the couch next to Hermione.
"Yea you were gone…" Ron glanced at the clock "Blimey, you were gone for three hours."
I made my way around the couch and sat on the floor next to Ron.
"What did Dumbledore want?" Harry interrupted, scooting closer to the edge of his seat.
"He just wanted to talk, and he had to find my luggage." I half lied.
"Well then why did it take you so long." he asked, intrigued.
"Well Harry, if you must know. I got into a little shouting match with a certain Slytherin prefect." I smiled and gave Ron a friendly nudge, earning me a short glare from Hermione.
"You got into a fight with Malfoy?" Ron grinned proudly.
"Well I wouldn't call it a fight, more like a very loud disagreement." I joked.
"So what did Dumbledore want exactly?" Harry asked again. He seemed bend on figuring it out.
I thought about telling him the truth. Dumbledore did say that I could tell them that he asked me to become friends with Draco, but did I want to tell them? I thought that maybe if I did it would ruin our chances at staying friends, but if I didn't then the hiding and the lying would also get in the way of our friendship.
"I'm not sure if I should tell you." I finally pushed the words from my mouth.
"Please Olivia. If you think that Dumbledore wouldn't approve of you telling me then that's alright but, but if you could then I would appreciate it." I didn't know why he was so intent on knowing the details of mine and Dumbledore's conversation but I decided to buckle.
"Well, you have to promise that you won't be angry with me. This is something that Dumbledore himself has asked me to do." I took a few more seconds to think on my words and choose them carefully. "Dumbledore wants me to… befriend… Draco Malfoy…" I explained slowly.
"Well that's disgusting." I heard Ron groan, causing me to chuckle lightly.
"Did he say why?" Harry questioned. Confusion plain on his face.
"No." I lied "He only said that it was important that I do so. I hope this doesn't change us becoming friends, cause you guys are really awesome, and I think every Gryffindor at Hogwarts is going to hate me once I'm 'friends' with a Slytherin." I did air quotes when I said friends.
"Well I know I still want to be your friend. It might be nice having another girl around, but having Malfoy as your friend won't make things easy." Hermione was the first to speak up.
"Getting Malfoy to be your friend won't be easy." Ron added.
"I know. Hopefully he won't be too much of a jackass." I mumbled, thinking back on the fight the two of us had earlier that night.
"Olivia do you think you could maybe… um, well not spy but just… watch to see if he's doing anything… suspicious, like if he's say a Death-" He stopped himself from saying Death Eater. "I mean if he's doing anything… that I should know about."
"Like being a Death Eater." I accidentally blurted out.
"So you think he's one too?" He exclaimed.
"No, what? No, Draco? Nah he's… well he's far too… spineless to do anything, like that." I stuttered and stumbled but was able to make a recovery.
Harry looked sad at my response and reluctantly looked away from me. A bit of awkward silence followed.
"So how are you going to do it?" Hermione broke the silence.
"Do what?" I tilted my head like a confused puppy.
"Make friends with Malfoy. I mean obviously arguing with him in the hallway isn't going to get you anywhere." She was right. Becoming friends with Draco was going to be extremely difficult.
"I don't know. I really haven't made a game plan or anything like that yet. It won't help that I'm a Gryffindor, and that my only friends here are you three." I explained.
"Hey you say that like it's a bad thing." Ron smiled and threw his arm around me, earning me another glare from Hermione. I quickly realized that Hermione obviously liked Ron, and that I should make it very clear that I am not interested in him in that way.
"Well it is a bad thing if you wanna be friends with Malfoy." I joked.
"Yes but you don't 'want' to be friends with Malfoy." he put air quotes around want.
"No I don't 'want' to but I 'need' to, well more like 'have' too." me, Harry, and Ron laughed but Hermione was still glaring at Ron's arm that still around me.
"Guys we should really be off to bed." I said getting up and out from under Ron's arm.
"Your right, it is getting late." Harry agreed.
"So get up early tomorrow, and show you the way to the great hall from here, then we can grab breakfast and show you the rest of the castle." Hermione smiled as she made our plans. Draco was supposed to be my escort but I figured after the fight we had, he was just going to blow it off.
"Sounds great." I smiled back and followed her to our room. She showed me which bed was mine, which I could have found on my own, seeing that my trunk was in front of it and my bag was sitting on the bed. Before we went to sleep I wanted to clear something up with Hermione.
"Hermione." I whisper yelled to her from my bed. Luckily hers was right next to mine.
"Yes?" she rolled over to face me.
"Just to be clear I have no interest in Ron, other then being his friend." she smiled slightly but quickly stopped herself and acted as if she didn't care.
"Why are you telling me this?" she asked, continuing the act.
"Because I know you like him." I propped me head up on my elbow so I could get a better look at her face. I could see a light blush on her cheeks in the moonlit room.
"Is it that obvious?" she finally admitted.
"No" I lied, not wanting to embarrass her further "I'm just good at noticing those kinds of things."
"Your not going to tell him are you? Oh Olivia please don't tell him! I'll do anything" she sat up swinging her legs off the bed freaking out.
"You can take a chill pill and relax woman." I sat up trying to calm her down. "Don't worry, I won't say a thing." she looked like trying to decide if she could trust me or not. After all I was a brand new friend. How could she know if I was trustworthy or not. A few seconds later she had made her decision.
She smiled shyly.
"Thanks Olivia." she whispered sincerely, showing that she did in fact trust me.
"Shut it and go to sleep already!" A girl by the name of Lavender Brown yelled from her bed. I had forgotten that we weren't the only people in the room.
"Goodnight Hermione." I whispered quietly.
"Goodnight Olivia." she replied. And with that I laid my head down on the pillow and fell into a deep sleep.