Bad Blood: A Dramione Fanfiction

Chapter Three

We sit down at the part of the table that is closest to where the staff sits. Ron sits beside me, and Harry sits in front of me. There are already many people eating breakfast, and we join them.

"Who's that?" Ron asks with a mouthful of food, pointing to the staff table.

I look to where he is pointing, and I find a young man sitting in the place where Snape used to sit. He looks too young to be a teacher, but that must be why he is here. He has short dark brown hair and eyes of the same color.

"Perhaps the new Potions master?" I suggest. The mysterious person looks down at us and I look away. We continue eating our breakfast.

"So, Hermione, where is this new common room of yours, anyway?" Ron asks.

Oh no. Not this again.

"Well, I suppose I could show you after breakfast, if we have time." I respond.

Just in time to distract us from the subject, the mail comes in. Owls fly everywhere, but none come to any of us. Eventually, Ginny comes in and sits beside Harry.

"Hello," She greets, "What's your first class today? Mine is Potions."

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," I answer, "It's theirs, too." I point to Harry and Ron. "You know the teacher is Dumbledore's brother, Aberforth?"

"Really? I thought he looked familiar." She looks at him.

"Do you know the Potions teacher?" I ask her, and she switches her gaze to him.

"No. I've never seen him before. He doesn't look teacher-y." She responds. I laugh at her imaginary word.

Fifteen minutes later, we're finished with our breakfast. We rise from our seats and head towards the door. Ginny tells us that she accidentally left her books in the dormitory and leaves to go retrieve them.

"Are you still going to show us the common room?" Ron inquires, putting his arm around me.

"Sure," I sigh, "I suppose so. I guess we have enough time."

I lead them through the corridors to where the Head Girl's and Boy's common room resides. On our way, we talk about our elective subjects. Mine are Arithmancy and Ancient Runes.

When we reach the common room, I draw the design on the wall and the door appears. I walk through it first and go to sit on the couch... only I can't, because Draco's still asleep. He lays there quietly without a blanket and, for that matter, a shirt. I make myself look for a blanket to cover him with. Ron and Harry can't know he's in here, or they'll have a conniption. I cover him up swiftly just before they walk in the door.

"Nice place you've got here," Harry says, looking around.

"It is pretty nice," I reply in a whisper, trying not to wake Draco. Ron picks up a paper from the desk in the corner and scoffs.

"Lucius Malfoy's in Azkaban," He announces, "Why am I not surprised?"

I go over to him and take the paper, acting like I'm reading the article, just to get it away from him. From what I read, Lucius has been imprisoned, and Narcissa and Draco never leave their manor. Perhaps that's what's wrong with him. I sit the paper back down and look at the clock on the wall.

"Blimey," I exclaim, "Look at the time! We need to be heading for class. You two get a head start. I'll meet up with you momentarily." I smile like their worst enemy isn't secretly sleeping on the couch. They give me a strange look before they exit. Hurriedly, I rush to the couch and pull of the blanket, sitting by Draco. I gently touch his shoulder.