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Summary: Post war, seventh year. The bathroom. A place where someone relieves themselves. It's also a place where gossip can be at its hight. It can destroy a person's life, but it could also bring two people together. What happens when a bet placed on the wall leads Hermione to come to Draco's aid which means her entering herself into the bet. What if their acting helps them find true love?
A/N: Well this is an edited repost... there's not too much different.
Hogwarts is a place of learning, of friendship, and of growth. It's a place to live for seven years of your life. But, most importantly, it's a place of gossip. Everyone, who was anyone, knew that the fifth floor bathrooms were off limits to the younger students. It wasn't a standard rule, it was a rule placed by the fifth, sixth, and seventh years. The fifth floor bathrooms were a place to gossip. Everything was written on the walls. Filch stopped trying to clean it up, and the Headmaster found it rather amusing, and let the upperclassmen slide. So in both the boy and girl restrooms, there was all the gossip in Hogwarts!
Girls Room:
Who's the hottest boy in Hogwarts?
Are you all blind? The Weasley twins are the hottest!
They're not in this school anymore!
Yeah they were really hot!
I heard that they sleep together!
No way! That's a taboo.
STOP TALKING ABOUT MY BROTHERS LIKE THAT YOU SICK-O!
DRACO MALFOY IS A SEX GOD!
Tell me about it!
Hands of my boyfriend!
Shut up Pansy, everyone knows he hate's you.
I bet you, he would date me, before he would date you. Lavender Brown
Yeah, bitch? It's on! Pansy Parkinson
Pansy: III
Lavender: X
Bets on Pansy:
Bets on Lavender: Pavarti 15 Knuts, Hanna 16 Knuts
That's not a real bet...
Hermione rolled her eyes at all the writing on the wall as she washed her hands. She honestly didn't think either girl was Draco's type, but that wasn't really the point. The Head Girl sighed and continued out of the room.
Sure, Hermione Granger was not the prim and proper bookworm that she was in first year, but she still found all those other girls incredibly immature. The war had changed everybody and Hermione was no exception. She thought about how everything in her life was different as she walked to her Common Room. Classes had just ended and Hermione had taken a quick stop in the fifth floor bathroom before heading to her Common Room. She would have waited, but she had spilled ink all over herself in the last class and needed a mirror as soon as an opportunity arose.
The war had claimed few lives on the light side, much to everyone's relief. The two major losses that hurt Hermione the most were the loss of her best friend, Harry Potter, and her own father, who got in the way of the death eaters when they attacked her home. Ron and Ginny helped Hermione over her father's death, as did her mother. Draco, much to their surprise had come over to the light side, and vowed to kill who ever killed Hermione's father. Draco got his every wish when he faced his father for the last time. Ginny, Ron, and Hermione felt strange and empty, boarding the Hogwarts Express for another year with the loss of Harry. The war had ended over the summer, and the school was ready to open on time.
Hermione was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard a sickeningly sweet voice up ahead. She wanted to puke when she saw Pansy Parkinson all over Draco. She smiled, though, when she saw the petrified look on his face. As she got closer, she raised her voice to be known.
"Excuse me, Miss Parkinson, Draco and I have Head's duties to attend to, so if you could please excuse us." Hermione almost burst out laughing when she saw the look of relief was over Draco.
"Go find Weasley, Granger, Drakie is mine." Pansy glared, sure, they both fought on the same side, but Hermione and Pansy still hated each other. Pansy curled an arm around Draco and he brushed it off. She tried again and Draco pushed her off again.
"Get off of me, Pansy, I already told you, I'm not into bulldog-faced girls like you." Draco hissed trying to keep her slimy hands off of him.
"Pansy, fifty points from Slytherin for sexual abuse and detention with McGonnagal. If you push me any further, it will be detention for two weeks." Hermione said curtly, placing her hand on Draco's arm, guiding him into their Common Room.
"Thank you so much, Hermione." Draco said, taking his robe off, looking at the place on his arm where Pansy touched him with disgust. Hermione laughed at his childishness.
"Why don't you have a hot bath, and then meet me in the Common Room, and we can eat in tonight." Hermione suggested.
"Sure, but why don't you join me?" Draco asked, raising his eyebrows. Hermione rolled her eyes. Draco had changed a lot; he actually smiled and was really nice to Hermione and her friends. Draco would never stop being perverted, though. Hermione and him were very good friends by now, it was nearing spring and they had spent much of their last year studying in their Common Room together. Hermione was so used to his suggestive comments. Draco pouted and then smiled, when Hermione gave him a 'not a chance' look.
"Okay, okay, I'll see you in a bit, then?" He asked and Hermione nodded. She went off to take a shower while Draco readied his bath. The setup of the rooms was quite nice. There was the large Common Room, and then three doors coming off of it. One door to each room, and one door to the shared bathroom. In the shared bathroom was one two sinks and the large bathtub. Then in each room, there was a small bathroom with a sink, toilet, and a shower stall. So both could get ready in the morning and not have to worry about holding each other up.
Hermione also took a shower, though hers was much shorter. She needed the time to get a meal ordered. When she jumped out of the shower, she dried her hair and curled it, threw on a blue tank top, and her white, floor length bohemian style skirt. She went for the most comfortable clothing, things that were easy to move around in. She then left for the Common Room to order food. She called on a house elf and ordered pizza, Draco's favorite. This fact surprised Hermione, among much else she learned about him, when they had first become friends. Since then, Draco was one of her best friends. He was as important to her as Harry, Ron, and Ginny. Everyone thought that they would get together, even more so after they were assigned Head Boy and girl and were given their own Common Room. But it was early spring, and nothing had happened between them.
Sure, Hermione would admit that she liked it when Draco walked around in just his pajama pants at night, and Draco could never deny that he definitely liked keeping the Common Room warm in the winter, forcing Hermione to wear skirts and tank-tops all year round. But, both had yet to find their true feelings for one another.
By the time the pizza was ready, Draco was out of the shower, and in the Common Room. "Pizza, my favorite!" Draco said, smiling and sitting on the floor, at the coffee table, in front of the fireplace.
"I'm glad you like it," Hermione laughed and sat next to him, having already poured pumpkin juice for the two of them.
"Thanks for earlier, by the way." Draco grinned and dug into the pizza.
"No problem." Hermione could barely say through her mouthful.
"Do you know what's up with Pansy, and Lavender for that matter, they've both been trying to jump me since last week.
"They made a bet." Hermione said, she was planning on telling Draco after dinner, but since he brought it up.
"What kind of bet?" Draco asked, a bit scared.
"Well, they bet that you would much rather go out with them, rather than the other girl. The 'scores' are on the girl's bathroom wall, every time you turn the other girl down, they get one point. The only reason why they are scoring like that is because you never seem to be too interested in either of them." Hermione said, trying not to laugh at the look of horror on Draco's face.
"Can you help me?" Draco asked, after a few moments for silence, in which he sat, too horrified to eat.
"Sure, I guess we can just give them detentions and points off, see if that will do anything to stop them." Hermione thought out loud.
"I know Pansy, that wont stop her." Draco said, unconvinced.
"Well, their housemates are bound to do something, no one will enjoy the loss of house points." Hermione reasoned. Draco thought about it, and nodded.
"So, plan A's in action?" Draco asked. Hermione laughed and nodded. It reminded her of some spy show, she liked the thought. They finished up with dinner, joking and laughing, forgetting about scary girls who would complicate their lives, far more than assumed.
