8th Year

Okay sorry about the glitch last time, I don’t know what happened but I fixed it! And someone pointed out that Luna was in the wrong year so i fixed that to. I want her character in this so I’m going to figure out how to put her and Ginny in soon. So here’s the next chapter, please review and feel free to pick me up on my mistakes. Enjoy! – Drarry.

Harry sighed, they were on their way to the new dorms and he was just about ready to burst at Ron's angry rant. He was going on and on about how he "couldn't be forced to share with a death eater" and how "they saved the world shouldn't they get some privileges?" At which point Hermione stated that even though none of the wanted this they would have to learn to live with.

Ron just ignored her. "Anyway I feel sorry for ya Harry, you got stuck with Ferret." Harry stopped walking. He'd never told anyone about this but secretly he'd always found Malfoy attractive, like the kinky, wank over-able, slytherin sex god kind of attractive. So he supposed you could say he wasn't entirely unhappy with the situation. "Ron, Mione's right. We have no choice but to get on with this!"

They continued walking silence until they reached the portrait of the muggle King Arthur who, according to legend, ruled both muggle and wizarding kingdoms alongside Merlin himself. “Password?”  King Arthur said.

“Merlin’s Beard” replied the trio in unison. They all looked at each other, laughing at how in sync they were. “Brace yourselves” Ron said while they stepped through the portrait.

Harry gasped. Their new common room was decorated with deep purple sofas and soft green curtains, with sliver swirls on the also purple walls. The two sofas, which were accompanied by two green chairs, were facing each other with a dark mahogany coffee table in the middle. They were on the right side of the room near a fire which mantelpiece had the Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw house signs in their own picture frames on it. On the left side of the room there was four desks which each had their own bright lamps to light up the dark dungeon. In the middle there were huge bookcases, which Hermione was immediately drawn to, on either side of two staircases.

“Wow!” Hermione exclaimed as she wondered over to the endless shelves of books. Ron followed after her and hugged her from behind. Feeling like he was intruding Harry told them “I think I’m going to go find my dorm and unpack...” They both said goodnight as Harry climbed the stairs that had “BOYS” written over it.

It led to a corridor with three doors, the door on the far end had “Room of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy” engraved on it.

Sighing, Harry opened the door. Inside was two medium sized beds with curtains, which were bathed in the colours of their individual houses, Malfoy had the bed on the right and Harry had the one on the left. Next to each bed was a small table and near it, a wardrobe. Opposite the door was another room which must have been their personal bathroom. He walked over to his old and over used trunk that must have been delivered to the end of his bed and opened it. He took out his clothes and quidditch broom and put them in his wardrobe. That was when he heard someone cough behind him.

Harry jumped and turned around. There in the door way of the bathroom was a very wet Malfoy wearing only a towel. The towel was loose and showed his prominent hip bones. Harry’s eyes trailed upwards to Dra-Malfoys rock hard abs which were oh so deliciously developed from playing quidditch. Harry looked up to Draco’s hair that had a kind of ruffled look to it, like he had just ran his hand through it.

Malfoy coughed again “Potter? “