A/N: Ok, so this is my very first FanFiction! It's nerdy (probably not in the fic world), but I'm excited….. Anyway, read on! P.S. Please excuse any grammar mistakes…but I don't think there are many….

Chapter 1: The Sorting Hat's Announcement.

The Great Hall was buzzing. Every Hogwarts student was animatedly chatting to each other. That day in every class every professor had told all the students that they must be in the Great Hall at dinner, no exceptions. You couldn't miss dinner that night for studying. So everybody was exited, wondering what could be more important (in the Professor's eyes) than studying?

Professor Dumbledore stood up. The whole hall went completely silent.

"Good!" Said Dumbledore "I guess that now since our bellies are filled you all will want to know why tonight everyone is here." A loud cheer came from the mass of students filling the Hall. "I thought so. As you all know the Sorting Hat is a very important part of our school. It is a rare occasion that the Sorting Hat addresses the student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry besides at the Opening Feast. Tonight it has something very important to say, a good idea that shall start tomorrow night. Professor McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall stepped into the Great Hall, carrying the Sorting Hat.

"Hello students!" the Sorting Hat sang "I know that all of you want to know why I'm out here tonight so let's just get started right away. I have heard from Professor Dumbledore that inter-house unity is not going so well. He has asked me what we should do about it and I had this grand idea. And so, starting from tomorrow students from Slytherin will be sleeping in the Gryffindor dorms! At Christmas the Gryffindor students will be sleeping in the Slytherin dorms. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw don't seem to have any problems with each other but they will still be doing the same thing. Tomorrow everyone from Slytherin and Hufflepuff will be moving into the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw dorms. That's all. Goodnight!"

The Hogwarts pupils were all absolutely silent, especially Slytherin and Gryffindor, frozen in mortification. Fred and George Weasley were the first to say anything. That anything was a string of very, very colorful swear words, all directed towards the Sorting Hat. Many other students joined in the medley of cursing.

Numerous professors were trying, and failing, to shut the students up. Professor Dumbledore was calmly standing at the front of the room, apparently amused by the scene in before him. Professor McGonagall was hurriedly walking out of the Great Hall with the Sorting Hat.

"Well it seems that some of you should be packing and some of you should be preparing your dorms for guests." Dumbledore said, talking over the sea of profanity. The students all grumbled and complained, but went to their dorms to do what Dumbledore said. "This should get interesting" he chuckled to himself. And he couldn't be more right.

"I cannot believe this," Hermione muttered to Harry and Ron "I cannot believe this; I really can't believe they would do this to us!"

"Yeah," Ron said "it completely sucks!"

"For you, yes," Hermione whimpered "but I'm going to be stuck in a dorm and the common room with a bunch of stuck-up purebloods who completely despise me."

"And I bet that Malfoy is going to be sleeping in Ron and mines dorm;" Harry groaned "I'm seriously going to have to throw myself off of the astronomy tower."

"Hey! Guys! Ron! Hermione! Harry!" Ginny yelled, running up behind the Trio "Look, McGonagall put these up in the Gryffindor common room. It's the room assignments for the Slytherins."

The Golden Trio all huddled around Ginny to look at the list.

"Ugh! I knew it. Malfoy is bunking with us," Harry said

"The worst part," Hermione said "is that we have to share the common room with them. That means no more studying, reading and quiet nights by the fire, or anywhere. Well except maybe the library but we can't stay up as late as we like….."

"Yes, of course. The worst part"

Ron grabbed the parchment and teared it into little bits.

"That mad, huh?" Ginny asked

"No really?" Ron grumped

"Calm down Ron, it's not like you're the only one who's mad," Hermione said "I mean, if you don't talk to them, it might not be so bad."

Draco Malfoy was staring at the ceiling of his dorm. He was mad. So mad that he had almost decided to snap his wand in two. He didn't. He couldn't. Draco loved his wand (and the nasty things he could do with it) too much.

Draco was fine with how his life was going…until he was told that he had to sleep with the Gryffindorks. The thought of it made him sick. Sick all over an imaginary lion. He was going to tell his father about it. Maybe that was a bad idea though. He did actually like Hogwarts, aside from what he said about it.

"Draco?" Blaise said "Hullo? Are you going pack? You do realize that today we have to 'move' into the Gryffindor dorms tonight, right?"

"Yes, of course I do," Draco snapped "I know perfectly well, and" –Draco pointed his wand at his trunk- "I've already packed."

"You know that we have to sleep with Potter and Weasley."

"I know. I think I might have to sleep in their common room."

Blaise raised an eyebrow "She's probably going to be in their common room most of the time, reading, studying, and such."

Draco groaned "Can't she just do it in the library."

"Like you care."

"Shut up."

"I knew it! Hahaaaa! Dracos got the hots!"

Draco flopped onto his stomach, ignoring Blaise. The Italian seemed unfazed and just pushed his blond friend out of the bed. Draco protested but still ended up on the floor.

"C'mon. Let's go."

"Blaise, it seems like you want to sleep in the Gryffindork dorms,"

"I don't. I just think this is going to be entertaining."


"Yes. Entertaining."

The blond shook his head. His friend was confusing, in an offbeat way.

The Slytherins had been told to line up outside the Great Hall with their trunks and bags so they could be taken to the Gryffindor tower with no trouble of anyone getting lost.

"Blaise!" Draco whispered to the Italian "I know how to get to the tower. C'mon, I'll show you."

Blaise looked skeptical "How do you know how to get to the Gryffindor Tower?"

Draco punched Blaises shoulder lightly "It's called knowing where you can set traps for your enemies."

"You're childish."

"Blaise, speak for yourself."

"Oh, hey, look!" Blaise pointed to a Gryffindor 2nd year struggling in the arms of a girl in 6th year from Slytherin.

"What the hell is that?" Draco said

"It looks like she thought that he was unworthy of her presence," Blaise replied

That was what it looked like, because the girl was not hugging the boy but squeezing the breath out of him.

"That's horrible!" Blaise yelped

Draco gave Blaise a look "Are you a Slytherin or not? Because yelping is not a very Slytherin thing to do."

"Well, we're not sleeping in the Slytherin dorms anymore."

"What does that have to do with anything? You are childish."

"No need to tell me. Look we're here."

The boys looked at the Fat Lady. Draco smirked "This is their entrance. Wow."

The head boy of Gryffindor was waiting for them at the portrait hole. As the Slytherins entered the dorm there were many fake gagging noises coming from them. They were horrified at having to be surrounded by red and gold

"Hey, look over there by the fire." Blaise said

"Blaise, please shut your mouth." Said Draco

"Alright, alright, but I told you this would be entertaining."

Blaise got a thump on the head.

A/N: Well. That did not turn out as planned…but I'm still sticking to my original idea.

Erm…I think Draco has a subconscious crush on Hermione. And this all takes place in 5th year….and somehow Umbridge has mysteriously disappeared!...?

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