Breaking Through - A Dramione Love Story
written by Elizabeth Black
Draco and Hermione are back for an 8th year at Hogwarts, but little do they know how confusing their life is going to get! Will they survive the confusion of losses, friends, and new romance? And if they do, will everyone take it so gracefully? *not complete* Preview: “Um... Malfoy? I need to get into this compartment. I’m the head girl,” she says this with a proud glint in her eye and a smirk. “Well, you're in luck Granger!” I say sarcastically lifting her trunk and owl up into the compartment, “I’m the head boy.”
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05/31/21
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The Bathroom - Hermione P.O.V
Chapter 9
We walk into the mysterious door and stare, our mouths open wide.
It is a huge bathroom, more luxurious than any I have ever seen. It had a swimming pool tub, with all the taps, just like the prefect bathroom. Then there were the two showers. They were on opposite sides of the room, and were gold, with the shower curtain in each of their house colors. There we’re stalls, and benches, both with the same gold-colored material. The sink was probably the best thing in there. It was the same gold, and it had four sinks. The taps were in the shape of a lion and a snake.
“Wow” I breathed, still grasping my thoughts around the fact that I had such a perfect bathroom.
I go over to the sink with the Gryffindor tap and turn it on.
“Careful now,” it says. I jump back in surprise, and someone catches me.
“Malfoy...” I say. He blushes, and let’s go of me.
“S-sorry Granger”
“Oh, it’s fine. I was just caught off guard.” I pat his shoulder “thanks!”
“Um... no problem?” He says “Do you know what those doors lead to?” He questions, pointing to the two doors, each on a different side.
“Maybe the doors to our rooms?” I say
“Maybe... well have to check it out”
I go and open the door to the left, and see a room, with Gryffindor hanging.
“You were right Malfoy! It’s our dorms. You must be on the left.” I turn around, and the door to his room is open, but I can’t see him.
“Malfoy... Malfoy?”
“Boo,” he shouts, coming out of a stall. I jump!
“Draco!” I scold, then I stop.
I just called Malfoy, Draco. What is wrong with me?
“Yes, Hermione” he teases, mocking me,
“Wel... uh... don’t scare me like that!” I say, my voice too high for my liking. “You scared the crap out of me!”
“Just what I was trying to do.” He says smirking
“Well... just don’t,” I say, finishing with a lame excuse, visibly shaking as I kick myself over and over inside.
“I’m sorry!” He says, and I notice the sudden change in his voice “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Oh... no it’s fine, haha” I say, flustered that he is actually apologizing. “Don’t worry about it...”
It is a huge bathroom, more luxurious than any I have ever seen. It had a swimming pool tub, with all the taps, just like the prefect bathroom. Then there were the two showers. They were on opposite sides of the room, and were gold, with the shower curtain in each of their house colors. There we’re stalls, and benches, both with the same gold-colored material. The sink was probably the best thing in there. It was the same gold, and it had four sinks. The taps were in the shape of a lion and a snake.
“Wow” I breathed, still grasping my thoughts around the fact that I had such a perfect bathroom.
I go over to the sink with the Gryffindor tap and turn it on.
“Careful now,” it says. I jump back in surprise, and someone catches me.
“Malfoy...” I say. He blushes, and let’s go of me.
“S-sorry Granger”
“Oh, it’s fine. I was just caught off guard.” I pat his shoulder “thanks!”
“Um... no problem?” He says “Do you know what those doors lead to?” He questions, pointing to the two doors, each on a different side.
“Maybe the doors to our rooms?” I say
“Maybe... well have to check it out”
I go and open the door to the left, and see a room, with Gryffindor hanging.
“You were right Malfoy! It’s our dorms. You must be on the left.” I turn around, and the door to his room is open, but I can’t see him.
“Malfoy... Malfoy?”
“Boo,” he shouts, coming out of a stall. I jump!
“Draco!” I scold, then I stop.
I just called Malfoy, Draco. What is wrong with me?
“Yes, Hermione” he teases, mocking me,
“Wel... uh... don’t scare me like that!” I say, my voice too high for my liking. “You scared the crap out of me!”
“Just what I was trying to do.” He says smirking
“Well... just don’t,” I say, finishing with a lame excuse, visibly shaking as I kick myself over and over inside.
“I’m sorry!” He says, and I notice the sudden change in his voice “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Oh... no it’s fine, haha” I say, flustered that he is actually apologizing. “Don’t worry about it...”
