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The dorm was amazing! It had light blue walls, portraits and a huge common area. There were tables, sofas, beanbags, and a huge book shelf. Hermione loved that part.
Each couple went to search for their room. I dragged Harry around until we found a dark brown wooden door that said: Harry and Ginevra Potter
I quickly pulled out my wand and cast a spell on it. Now it said: Harry and Ginny Potter. When I looked over at Harry, he looked slightly confused.
"What? No one calls me Ginevra!"
"No no, I know... I just thought you would be changing the last name. Once we get married, are you going to change your name?" He asked, and I thought about it for a second before nodding.
"Merlin knows there'll be enough Weasleys!" I said, not lying.
We opened the door and it was amazing! There were red walls. A golden bed stand, red sheets. Golden silk pillowcases. A huge bed. There was a bathroom connected. It was nice, a basic bathroom. But I saw, opening all the cabinets, that one was stocked with muggle pregnancy tests. Harry was still exploring the room so I called him over.
"Harry! Look at this..." I said, and he came in half a second. As soon as he saw, he turned around and kissed me.
We sat on the bathroom floor, kissing. There was a small knock on the door before it opened. Ron came running into the bathroom.
"Hermione said to call yo-" He broke off, seeing us and backing away.
"Eewww! Get. A. Freaking. Room!"
"We do! This is our private room Ron! Tell Hermione we're busy!" I said as he nodded, glared at Harry and ran away.
"He hates me," Harry said sadly.
"He doesn't, and who cares?! I love you, Mum and Dad too. The rest of my brothers like you." I said, knowing that the last part was wrong.
"They used to like me. You know, before I started dating their little sister." He corrected. I just shrugged and kissed him again.
This time Hermione came in. "Why are you two on the floor?! Snogging! Ginny! I need help! Harry! Go do something! Ginny, come!" She commanded me, so I got up and followed her.
"What is it?" I asked but she didn't answer.
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HgI had gone to search for my room when I saw a door that said: Draco and Hermione Malfoy.
Eww! Hermione Malfoy!?
I hated that, so I took out my wand and changed it to: Draco and Hermione Granger. Much better.
Then when I had opened the door, I saw emerald green walls. There was a gold bed stand, and other decorations. But the majority of the items were green. Slytherin. I looked around the room a bit until I realized something. There was only one bed. One bed.
After that I had run to Ginny's room to drag her to see.
Now, we had reached my room. Malfoy was standing in it, also staring at the bed, probably thinking the same thing I did.
"Hermione wha- ohhh" Ginny said, trailing off into a fit of giggles.
She went from giggling to crying from laughter in a few seconds and lowered herself into the nearest chair.
"Granger? What are you doing here?" Malfoy asked, looking at us as if he had just noticed us.
"It's my room too! The bed..."
"There's not enough space to duplicate it, I already tried."
"Oh, well then we can take turns sleeping on the couch." I said, compromising.
He nodded and conjured some extra pillows and sheets. I cast a quick spell on Ginny to stop her from going hysterical.
"Damn it! I wanted you guys to share the bed!" She said, laughing again. I shook my head before pulling her up and out of the room.
I left her outside, still giggling, and went back in. Both me and Malfoy wanted the bed first.
"Why don't we duel to choose?" He suggested.
"Fine, but only disarming and stunning. You use something dangerous and Harry and Ron will guarantee you won't get the bed. Got it?"
He nodded, I could tell he was a bit scared.
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RwI was walking to mine and Lavender's room when I saw Ginny. She was sitting on the floor shaking, probably crying, outside Malfoy's door. Hermione's door.
"Ginny? What happened?" I asked, kneeling down, she looked up and I saw that she was crying of laughter.
"H-Hermione and Malfoy only have one bed!" She managed to say before bursting into laughter again. She jerked her head toward the door and I pushed my ear against it, listening.
"...Ron will guarantee you won't get the bed. Got it?" I heard Hermione say.
Then, there was silence before they both screamed.
"Stupefy!" Malfoy! He was trying to hurt her!
"Protego!" She cried, she could hold her own in a fight. But still...
"Alohamora!" I said, opening the door before stunning Malfoy. I looked at Hermione, expecting her to look at me, grateful and happy. Instead, she looked confused.
"Why'd you do that Ron? Renneverate" Malfoy sat up, also staring at me.
"He was hurting you! I'm not just going to stand and listen!"
Malfoy smirked slightly before bursting out laughing. Hermione giggled! At him? Or me?
"No Ron! We were dueling to see who got the bed! Unlike you and Lav-Lav, and Harry and Ginny... we don't want to sleep together! So go mind your own business Ron!"
"Thank goodness! So you aren't going to share a bed with that? Thank Merlin!"
She didn't say anything, but Malfoy, who had stopped laughing and was sitting on the bed listening, did.
"Weasley, no. Not right now, but you do realize the whole point of this whole situation right? Just like you and brown and potter and Weaselette, we have to sleep together. And a lot more than that. And you get to do it with brown, not with Granger. I do, with your ex-girlfriend. So like she said, mind your business and walk away." He said, smirking.
I turned around and left, ignoring Ginny, who was still laying on the floor, and went back to Lavender.
We both sat in bed for a while before going down to the living room area.
"Weasley! I heard you stunned Malfoy? I don't mind, but any reason?" Zabini asked me.
I just shrugged and sat down on a sofa, Lavender's feet in my lap.
We spent the rest of the day like that. Sitting on the sofas, all of us: Gryffindors, Slytherins, and Ravenclaw, and drinking butter beer.
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