The Marriage Class of Hogwarts

THE MARRIAGE CLASS OF HOGWARTS

CHAPTER TWO - THE MEETING

- - - - Hermione’s Point of View - - - -


The next morning, the Great Hall was still buzzing with ideas and questions concerning the purpose for this meeting concerning the purpose for this meeting involving the sixth and seventh years. Breakfast couldn’t finish quickly enough for the older students. Only two students knew something big was going to happen this year, but they didn’t know exactly what.


“Hermione, so what’s your dormitory like,” asked Ginny, breaking through Hermione’s solitude. Hermione was currently recollecting her peculiar bedroom.


Slowly looking up to see Ginny, who was across from her and to the right of Harry, sitting a the Gryffindor Table. “Quite nice actually,” she commended “my bedroom is rather massive.”


After listening for a bit, Ron, who was sitting to the left of Hermione and across from Harry, turned to join the conversation. “So Mione, when are you going to invite us over,” he inquired without a mouth full of food, looking at her hopefully.


Harry and Ginny couldn’t look up to see Hermione’s response, they were trying to hide their smiles behind taking bites of their breakfast, comprehending the purpose behind Ron’s question. Ron is hoping for some quiet time with his girlfriend. It’s been months since Ron and Hermione had the chance to talk or be alone with each other. Before Hermione went to Australia to find her parents, she stayed with the Weasley’s for a few weeks. Living with the Wesley’s in their crowded and active home, the Burrow, was never a good place when looking for some private time. Then after her return form Australia, she spent every possible moment with her parents until it was time to return to Hogwarts.


“Well, Ron, hopefully sometime soon, but I have to wait at least until after this meeting to find out what kind of project I will be helping with,” informed Hermione.


“What project Mione,” asked Harry.


“Well, I’m not suppose to tell anyone before the meeting, but there is a big huge project this year. And I bet it has something to do with my bedroom,” stated Hermione.


“Why do you say that Mione,” asked Ron.


“Well, my bedroom is furnished for two people, not one,” she whispered.


“Do you mean there’s two of everything; two beds, two closets, two dressers,” answered Ginny thoughtfully.


“…Sort of,” Hermione hesitated to answer, wondering if she was going to regret saying anything in front of Ron. After looking at three inquisitive face, she continued on, “there are tow sitting chaise, two closets, and a dresser large enough for two people. But there is only one bed, a king size bed and the bed is really huge.”


“What do you mean just one bed,” Ron growled angrily, his face turning red. “Just who do you think will be living with you,” attracting a few surrounding eavesdroppers.


“Ron, please don’t be angry with me,” Hermione requested. “I’m sure there is a reasonable explanation for the bedroom being set up this way.” Trying to calm him down, looking for Harry for help.


Harry stated asking Ron questions about the Gryffindor quid ditch team. Harry was made team captain again. Ron was calming down enough to talk to Harry, while retuning to his breakfast.


After attaching Ron and Harry for a few minuets, hoping the boys were to involved in their conversation to overhear the girls talking, Ginny whispered to Hermione “Hermione what’s Malfoy like as a roommate., Unfortunately Ron heard the question and stared grinding his teeth. Ron did something they never seen him do before, Ron pushed his breakfast aside.


“Peculiar actually,” Hermione said leaning over to answer to Ginny, “he wasn‘t mean really, not like in the past. He just said a few rude comments, all harmless really.” Hermione placed her left hand on Ron’s arm and leaned over, giving him a kiss on his check trying to reassure him that everything was okay. His anger was slipping away and he smiled back at her. Then his hunger was quickly coming back and he reached out for his breakfast again.


- - - - Draco’s Point of View - - - -


“Well Malfoy, what’s it like to sleep with the Gryffindor princess,” questioned Blaise Zabini, who started laughing at the sight of Draco’s glaring face. Blaise was sitting on Draco’s right side. Both boys where facing the Gryffindor table.

“I didn’t sleep with her,” grunted Draco. “I live in a dormitory with her. I share a common room and a bathroom with her, not a bed. You won’t catch me going near her,”


“Oh, I think you do want to go near her,” Blaise said cautiously.
Shaking his head, Draco couldn’t help, but look over at the Gryffindor table to see Granger. She was arguing with Weasel again. ‘He looks mad, his turning into a red tomato. I can’t believe it, she told him about the bedroom, after she reminded me not to tell anyone.’ thought Draco infuriatingly.


“Blaise, so what do you think this meeting is all about,” Draco implored trying to change the subject while taking a bite of his pancakes.


“I haven’t gave it much thought,” Blaise mentioned, drinking his pumpkin juice.


“What if I told you, whatever it is, the school has reopened the west wing on the third floor for some kind of project,” said Draco.


“A project,” whispered Blaise.


“Yeah,” said Draco. “The weird thing is that Granger and my bedrooms
seem to have everything set up in pairs; two closets, two chairs, and a double sided dresser. Even the bathroom has two sinks for each of us in our house colors.”


“Plus two beds right,” inquired Blaise. “So, that means you’re getting a roommate.”


“But that’s just it,” Draco said outrageously. “There’s only one bed. A king size bed.” He also threw down his fork.


“What!” demanded Blaise.


“Look over there, see the Weasel’s reaction to hearing about it from Granger,” continued Draco. “Even after she told me not to say anything, she has the guts to tell the Weasel and Potter. Can you image how Parkinson is going to feel after finding out.”


“Well, Pansy will know about it very soon,” said Blaise with a smirk.


“I can’t wait to see her pug-face flipping out when she finds out about it and hearing how far she is staying away from me. She is so annoying. I love making her angry.” expressed Draco continuing to eat his breakfast smirking not noticing Blaise’s bitter reaction to Draco’s comment towards Pansy.

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As the Great Hall was clearing out everyone except for the sixth and seventh years, Professor McGonagall entered from an office located behind the staff table. She wasn’t alone, two other adults where following her into the Hall. Several Gryffindor students couldn’t believe their eyes, they were seeing Bill Weasley, Ron and Ginny’s older brother, accompanied by his wife Fleur following Professor McGonagall. As a whole, everyone in the Hall was amazed at seeing Fleur Delacour (now Weasley) back at Hogwarts. The last time she was seen at Hogwarts was several years ago during the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
Before Ron and Harry could comment why Ron’s brother was there. McGonagall cheerfully addressed the students. “Morning everyone, I’m sure you are extremely anxious to here why we are meeting this morning.”


McGonagall was interrupted with several yells of yeses and visions of heads nodding in agreement.


“The Ministry wishes the sixth and seventh years to experience the life of marriage before leaving Hogwarts,” stated Professor McGonagall.


“This project will cover different phases of a marriage. This will include the courting; the proposals, well at least an engagement party; the wedding; and more importantly learning how to live together as husband and wife throughout the school year.”


Hermione looked over at the Slytherin table to find Malfoy. He was already looking her way. Hermione gave him a smug ‘I knew something was definitely going on’ characteristic smile. Suddenly they both turned towards a voice yelling. “Where are we going for the honeymoon.”


This wonderful phrase came from a sixth year sitting at the Slytherin table. This attracted laughter from several boys. “Nowhere Mr. Pilchard,” bellowed an angry Professor McGonagall. “There will definitely not be any honeymoon or wedding night business. Your living quarters will have a charm placed upon it preventing everyone for doing that type of nonsense.”


Some of the boys looked a bit reluctant to here that statement. The girls, on the other hand, where happy hearing these words.


Draco happened to glance over at Granger, she was blushing while looking at the Weasel. The Weasel was totally oblivious to her reaction. Before Draco could look away, he was caught by Granger looking at him.


'Why is he watching me? What concern am I to him? Doesn’t he belong to Parkinson?’ Hermione questioned herself. ‘What am I thinking, wait do I have something all over my face,’ touching her nose. Before she could ask Ginny, Professor McGonagall’s voice disrupted her.


“Please allow me to introduce our newest Hogwarts staff members, Professor William Weasley and his wife Professor Fleur Weasley. You may remember Professor Fleur Weasley from the Tri-Wizard Tournament a few years ago. Professor Weasley,” she motioned to Bill “is an older brother of Ron and Ginny Weasley and a former student of Hogwarts. Please note, any expectations of added help or aid given to family and friends of the Professors will end right now for all inside this room. They will maintain the same level of respect while instructing and disciplining towards all students.


“They will be teaching your Marriage Life Classes and they will have a chance to explain additional details needed for the Marriage Project during your first class when you meet again on Friday. But in the mean time, let me briefly explain what we will be doing for this project,” continued Professor McGonagall.


“For the first phase, the gentlemen will be working with Professor Bill Weasley and our Head Boy, Mr. Malfoy, figuring out how to write petitions for the young lady or ladies you wish to marry. Professor Weasley will explain all the details during class time.


“By the end of September, the second phase begins when the ladies will receive a letter containing a list of husbands-to-be. Each husband-to-be will be planning a date to take you on. Yes, that means each lady could have more than one petition wrote to them. During that time, gentlemen, you will need to find out what type of things your potential wife would like to see or where she would like to go for your date. This will help her chose you as her “husband”. Remember, through theses dates, the ladies will make their decision on which gentlemen they would like to marry. If you put no effort in your date with her, she will think you’ll put no effort into your marriage with her.


“And furthermore, the Ministry has added this class to your N.E.W.T.’s. Including the sixth years, everyone present will be taking N.E.W.T.’s on the Marriage Class this year.” Several groans could be heard through out the Hall. If you don’t pass Marriage Class N.E.W.T.’s, the Ministry has the control in not granting you the ability to marry in the future.


“The third phase includes an engagement party, which will be a formal ball. During the party, the sorting hat will be placed on each young lady’s head, determining which “husband” she has chosen. Before the next phase, which is your wedding ceremony. The ladies will be planning the weddings with Professor Fleur Weasley and Head Girl, Ms. Granger. The ceremonies will take place in early November. Ladies, the first detail you need to determine concerning the wedding ceremonies is how you wish to marry, whether it be all at a once in a mass wedding ceremony or marring separately throughout the day in smaller ceremonies.


“Thus having the weddings in November, gives you amble time getting to know your spouse before the Hols. During the Hols each couple will visit the others family.”


“The last phase I will mention at this time is moving day. Each couple will move to live in the west wing on the third floor, also know as the Marriage Wing. Each couple will have their own bedroom and small bathroom, which is located above a huge common room. The dormitory will be larger then your current house allowing for considerable amounts of room for everyone. Please remember, the Marriage Wing dormitories have a charm placed upon them not allowing any consummations of the marriages to take place,” she told everyone firmly.


“Final preparations are still underway. Please, it’s to dangerous at this time to tour the Marriage Wing. We will allow everyone to see the dormitory before moving day. Other phases for the project will be determined at a later date by the Professors. Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger will also be assisting the Professors throughout the year. We are instructing them to help you with answering any questions or problems that might arrive.


“To help us in that manner, we have placed a hidden door behind a portrait in the common room of the Marriage Wing. This doorway leads up to the Heads dormitory and was built to give each floor better access. Please knock on the portrait and anyone in the Heads common room will be able to see you. Then they can open the doorway for you. Notice only in the Heads dormitory, can anyone open this door. However, the Head Boy and Girl and their spouses are the only ones able to open this doorway inside the Marriage Wing.


As she continued several students started showing signs of wariness. “We expect that this project will not interfere with your other classes at Hogwarts, your prefix duties, or your other N.E.W.T.’s. The house points and quidditch cups will still be earned.


“This is all the information you need for now. We will give you with the rest of the morning off after you pick up your time tables. Please allow yourself time to get ready for your afternoon classes before lunch. Thank you. Now, please come up to the staff table to receive your time tables.”


Students slowly stood up from their seats and began walking towards the staff table. “Great, now I will never have time studying for my N.E.W.T.’s,” Hermione said sadly.


“Hermione, they’re not until the end of the year.” Ron stated.


“I know that Ron, but they are so important in determining your future,” still disappointed. “I have prefix scheduling, and now wedding plans and only Merlin know what else the Professors plan on having me do.”


“Bill understands how gruelling your studies can be, I’m sure he won’t be so hard on you,” Ginny said trying to ensure Hermione.


“Do you want me to have a talk with him,” asked Ron.


“No Ron, it’ll be alright, I’ll manage somehow, we don’t need to trouble Professor Weasley,” Hermione sadly remarked.


Puzzled at Hermione’s sadness, Ron nodded his head in agreement.


Ron knew she wanted to drop the subject. Turning to Harry, they started talking more about quidditch.


“Well Ginny, what do you think of this little project,” she whispered to Ginny trying to change the subject, while Harry and Ron were talking.


“I’m glad it’s the guys who chooses the girls first, can you imagine how many girls would ask Harry out just to say ‘I went on a date with the ‘Boy Who Lived.’ I just hope I’m the one married to Harry,” she whispered to Hermione. “I couldn’t handle someone else married to him.”


“Ginny, I’m sure he’s thinking the same thing,” she said looking over to Harry. ‘The way he was looking at Ginny, I bet they weren’t taking about quidditch now.’ Hermione concluded.


- - - - Hermione’s Point of View - - - -


Soon Hermione was walking out of the Great Hall with Ron, Harry, and Ginny. They were heading up through the Grand Staircase. Hermione agreed to invite them over to her dormitory before lunch. First Ron, Harry, and Ginny had to retrieve their supplies needed for their afternoon classes from the Gryffindor Tower. This gave her a chance to freshen up before they came over.


Inside her common room as she began walking towards the stairway, she saw Malfoy sitting on the couch with his friend, Blaise Zabini. She noticed they were talking, but she could only hear sounds of incoherent whispers.


When she was done going to the loo, while washing her hands, she noticed Malfoy’s snake covered door was opened by a few inches. She heard whispers from inside the bedroom, her curiosity caved in for a few minutes. She listened in on Malfoy and Zabini talking, hearing pieces of their conversation.


“How long were you gone for,” questioned the first voice.


“For about two and half weeks,” the next voice reluctantly answered, ‘must be Malfoy.’


“What happened with her parents,” Zabini asked Malfoy.


“Apparently, last summer she hid her parents in Australia after modifying their memories of who they where and even about having Granger,” she heard Malfoy say. “She told them quite a lot about her friends and she was afraid he would come after them.”


“That’s pretty impressive magic to have,” mentioned Zabini.


“Remember how unhappy he was when her parents were gone.”


“How could I forget, he had me tortured for it,” stated Malfoy. ‘What,’ she screamed in her head. Not believing her ears, she left this precarious spot going back down stairs. She didn’t want them founding out she overheard parts of their conversation.


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After Draco heard the portrait door open and saw Granger walking through, he knew that her group of friends would soon follow. So he decided to show Blaise his bedroom where they could talk in private.
When they enter the bedroom, Blaise took a look around and couldn’t believe it was true. ‘This is going to be one awful year.’ They both sat down on one of the sitting chairs located in the corner.


“How long were you gone for,” questioned Blaise.


“For about two and half weeks,” he reluctantly answered.


“What happened with her parents,” Blaise enquired


“Apparently, last summer she hid her parents in Australia after modifying their memories of who they where and even about having Granger,” Draco explained “She told them quite a lot about her friends and she was afraid he would come after them.”


“That’s pretty impressive magic to have,” theorized Blaise. “Remember how unhappy he was when her parents were gone.”


“How could I forget, he had me tortured for it,” rubbing his hands over his face, not wanting to remember. “And for not killing Professor Dumbledor. He really wanted me to show my loyalty to him by torturing and killing someone,” shaking his head. “He thought torturing and killing the ‘Mudblood’s’parents would hurt her. And then in return hurt Harry’s chances of defeating him. He was hoping her parents could tell us where Harry was hiding.”


“That was the hardest year for my parents and me, hiding the fact that we were now Order members while living with Aunt Bella at the Manor,” he informed Blaise. “ Having your home become a prison for some of our classmates, and even Old Man Ollivander.” He never told anyone this how it felt, “The night the trio showed up. They freed everyone by using my own old house elf, Dolby. Can you believe the irony. I was so glad when it was all over.”


“Draco, be grateful you still have your parents with you.” Blaise’s eyes glossed over thinking about his dead parents, they didn’t make it out of the battle. The Malfoy’s persuaded them to change sides and hide their new views until after the battle. To make it safer for them. They were killed by “fellow” Death Eaters, after refusing to cast any killing curses towards the light side.


Blaise didn’t blame the Malfoy’s. He wouldn’t be here if his parents didn’t change, they refused to hand Blaise over to him.


“Believe me Blaise, when I say I do,” mentioned Draco.


“I can’t believe she let you go with her,” Blaise stated dumbly repeating, his shock of the event.


“Blaise, we already had this discussion months ago when I first told you I was leaving for a few weeks,” Draco was losing his patience with his best friend.


“The Minister for Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, is an Order member, and he wouldn’t let Granger go on her own. She had no choice in the matter, they wouldn’t issue a port key or the plane tickets for her without someone tagging along,” he continued. “Since Mum and Dad where busy helping with Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall saw no problem with me going with her since both Weasley and Potter somehow weren’t allowed to go with her.” Draco pointed out.


“Potter and Weasley let her go with you,” Blaise asked amazed by what he heard.


“Oh! Only if they knew. They would have hexed me on the spot, but they weren’t told about it, apparently Weasel’s mum keep him from leaving and they wouldn’t let Potter out of their sight either. Potter was just worn out from fighting over the years. The Order thought he deserved some much needed rest.


“Granger was to impatient to wait another year to get her parents back. Mum and Dad where helping here and McGonagall was making us Head Boy and Girl, she was hoping we could learn to put our fighting aside before the new school term.”


“I still want to know what’s it like flying by plane?” Blaise questioning him again, knowing this was the first chance to get an honest answer out of Draco. “You said you’d let me know what it’s like flying a muggle airplane.”


Laughing at his friend’s question, knowing he was going to ask sooner than later, “Other than eating the worst food you could ever taste, it wasn’t to bad. On a broom, the weather changes and you feel it. The higher you go up, the more frozen you become. On a plane, you stay dry and warm as you sit in a small, upright, stiff seat inside of a cage around a bunch of other people while sitting back letting someone else fly was different. But there still was little bit of comfort.” Surprising himself he would ever said that. “Flying by plane is fine if you like letting someone else take charge of your life.”


Blaise noticed how Draco’s face blushed a hint of pink for a just a second, if he didn’t see it himself he wouldn’t have believed it really happened. ‘I wonder what happened on that plane,’ he was curious, determined to find out one day. ‘For now why not let him relax and ask a different question.’ “What do you think about this Marriage Project.”


Draco was glad for a change of questions, his friend didn’t need to know what happened on the airplane. After several more questions, their conversation was interrupted with loud laughter coming from Granger’s bedroom. Mischievously they walked through the bathroom. They noticed Draco’s door was opened a bit and also saw Granger’s door open. “So, that’s why we could here them,” whispered Blaise.


Widening the door, Blaise yelled “What’s going on in here.” The sight they were seeing was scandalous and disgraceful.


- - - - Draco’s Point of View - - - -


When Hermione overheard Malfoy and Zabini in his bedroom, she started remembering what happened a little under three months ago when she tried to get Ron or Harry to leave with her to find her parents.


Mrs. Weasley frowned upon the idea of Ron leaving with Hermione, she was afraid of losing another son. Having “lost” her parents for a year, Hermione understood why Mrs. Weasley wouldn’t let Ron leave with her. Mrs. Weasley spent the last year wonder everyday if this was the day that she was going to lose a son. She did lose one during the battle and she wouldn’t let her children go to far from her anymore.


A mother losing a child is unbearable.


Mrs. Weasley was grieving horribly with the loss of Fred, the whole Weasley clan was forced to bunk at the Burrow, even Charlie, Bill, and Fleur came to stay with her. Everyone was there except for George, he couldn’t bear to hurt his Mum everyday with his appearance. With being identical to his twin, he felt like he was the walking dead. George’s siblings would periodically check on him and slowly, day by day he would return to the Burrow to be with his family.


Mrs. Weasley also requested Harry to take a few months off to rest. She wouldn’t let him do anything, but eat, sleep, and relax. She urged the Order to agree with her and made Harry stay at the Burrow. Harry might of complained about the Order forcing him to stay, but Hermione knew if anyone deserved sometime off it was Harry Potter. Also knowing that Harry and Ginny were spending every minute with each other made it harder to ask Harry to go with her.


Hermione respected Mrs. Weasley’s wishes and she understood, but it still hurt. She has known Ron and Harry since she was eleven years old. Those two boys are like the two brothers she never had and she refused to make a big deal about it That’s when she decided that she was going to Australia by herself. Hermione just had to go to Australia. She needed her parents just as much as Mrs. Weasley needed Ron with her. Just as much as Ginny needed Harry with her.


The Order of the Phoenix found out she was traveling alone and Professor McGonagall believed no woman should travel unaccompanied. Professor McGonagall insisted that Malfoy go with her. She didn’t believe what she was hearing until Professor McGonagall informed Hermione that the Malfoy’s have been Order Members since the night of Professor Dumbledor’s death. She didn’t believe it until she saw all three Malfoy’s phoenix tattoos on their chest while standing inside Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, home of the Order’s headquarters. It also didn’t hurt having the presence of the Minister for Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, in the room and agreeing with Professor McGonagall.


And so they went to Australia to find her parents. She didn’t know where they ended up, but the Ministry of Magic helped locate them for her. The summer before, she modified her parents memories having them believe they wanted to live in Australia. She also modified their memory of her. After she found them she returned their memories and she spent every possible moment with them until it was time to finish her schooling at Hogwarts.


Unfortunately, she has been unable to tell Ron, Harry, and Ginny that Professor McGonagall and Kingsley Shacklebolt insisted on Malfoy going with her to Australia.


Hermione left the bathroom through her Lion covered door to go collect her books, quills an parchments she needed for her double potions classroom.


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Ron, Ginny, and Harry were talking to each other on the way to the Head dormitory, but all their talking ceased as soon as they stepped into the common room. The size of the common room was shocking. While in a daze, they walked all over the room, brushing their hands over surface after surface.


“Wow, this common room is huge,” Ron excitedly summed up his opinion looking around.


“What’s with the huge table,” asked Harry.


“This is where we will have prefect meetings and the Professors are planning on having Malfoy and I overseeing some of the meetings for the Marriage Project,” Hermione said.


“Oi, is this the doorway McGonagall was talking about,” queried Ron while trying to look down a dark room. “I can seen the room down there.”


“Have they let you see downstairs yet,” .


Shaking her head no “Not until we’re given the password to let us return from the Marriage Wing.”


Finally, Ginny turned to Hermione and demanded, “When are you going to show me that bedroom.”


“Why are you in such a hurry to see my bed, Ms. Weasley,” Hermione laughing at Ginny’s curiosity.


“Well, if your room is going to look like everyone else’s during the Marriage Project,” acknowledge Ginny “being your best friend has benefits of seeing the room before everyone else, even Ron.”
Hermione and Ginny were giggling at his reaction of permitting someone else to check out his girlfriend’s bedroom.


“Hermione, promise me that you won’t let anyone else other than us into your bedroom,” Ron at her.


“Ron, you know that I would never let anyone else in my room, even Lavender and Pavarti,” she liked them, but those girls could be real nosey.


“I promise you this,” she stated “I will not let anyone other than the persons inside of this dormitory to pass through the doorways into my bedroom,” holding out her wand to Ron, “Agree.”


“Alright, I’ll agree to that,” he agreed.


“Harry, since you aren’t related to Ron or I, please join our wands approving this promise between us,” pleaded Hermione.


“Hermione, Ron, are you sure about this,” he questioned them both. “This is your dorm, you should be able to have whoever you want in your room. Hopefully, you chose not to invite anyone, but us.”


“Yes, I’m sure about this.” she said.


He slowly walked to Ron and Hermione, he gave them both a look of bewilderment, ‘I can’t believe he is making her do this. I can’t believe she is agreeing to this.’ thought Harry.


Ginny was standing back watching the whole scene. Her eyes traveled over them, wondering what was going through their’s mind, why they where letting this happen. All three repeated the promise and small lights came out of each of their wands and intertwined into a plait before fading away.


A few minutes later Hermione walked them up to her bedroom, the group was amazed again at what they saw.


The first thing Ginny did was run to the bed and threw herself upon it, landing in the middle of the huge bed. Hermione decided to copy her friend and ran to join her on the huge bed. Harry and Ron looked at their giggling girlfriends and shook their heads at each other, laughing. They stopped, shrugged their shoulders and decided to join them.


Harry took his shoes off, because he had to walk over the girls to get to Ginny’s other side. He didn’t feel right crawling over Hermione. With Ginny, it didn’t matter, well maybe in front of Ron it might, but with Hermione it did matter. The girls were laughing so hard watching Harry walk over them, the bed was bouncing as he almost fell on Hermione.


When it was safe, Ron rolled in the bed beside Hermione. “This bed is really comfortable Mione,” Ron said.


“Last night, I had the best sleep I had in months,” she said fibbing a little about the best sleep in months, it would have been the best sleep if Malfoy didn’t show up in her dreams. Hermione decided to remove Malfoy from her thoughts and initiate Ron as her primary inspiration for her dreams. She surprised Ron, the other two people lying on the bed, and even herself by turning towards him and passionately kissing his lips.


With Ron clearly distracted, Harry took this as an excellent opportunity not to pass up and started kissing his own girlfriend.


Suddenly, a door flew open, the four students on the bed raised their heads after hearing someone yell “What’s going on in here.” The four Gryffindors looked up to see two Slytherins standing in the doorway of the bathroom.

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Draco and Blaise paused and noticed four Gryffindors were making out on a king size bed. Blaise noticed Draco’s stunned face, he almost looks hurt, ‘Weird’. He couldn’t pass the chance to embarrass the Head Girl, while making out with her boyfriend. Blaise said “Oi, Granger, when your done with your little orgy. Why don’t you come and find Draco and I for a threesome.” he teased. “Us real men can show you how to do it the right way.”


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Ron was off of the bed before Zabini finished his statement. Ron was ready to bunch him when Hermione grabbed his arm “Ron stop, they aren’t worth it.”


“Come on guys,” said Ginny “we need to go before we’re late to lunch”


As they left to go downstairs, Zabini was laughing, and Malfoy looked
to angry say anything.


They quickly walked down to the Great Hall for lunch and then to their first class of the year, double potions, ‘At least we have a new teacher this year’ thought Hermione.

End of Chapter Two - The Meeting

Author’s Note 2: While typing this chapter I was in the process of trying to figure out how to add more character interactions to make the chapter longer and more of a story. Those plot bunnies everyone keeps talking about, appeared in my head. Not only will there be more decisions between the characters, but this will give Draco and Hermione some extra history. Sorry if the chapter ended badly, its hard to end them. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!