Rewind (Dramione)

Chapter 9

Hermione watched the dirt, grim, and Blades of tiny grasses fall from her skin as they spiraled down to the shower drain. A sight she hadn't seen since the war, although then, heaps of dried blood had also Fallen into the mix.

She stepped out, feeling a lot better about her appearances as she looked herself over in the mirror. She had always been a mature girl, but now she looked like a woman. Her face bore the difficulties the war had put her through, and this little time trip surly wasn't helping. She had gained a few ponds due to Ron's obsessive eating habits that sometimes she found herself joining in on. She noticed her skin had finally gone back to its natural, pale, instead of the rather tan look she had gained in the few weeks following the war, helping the remaining Hogwarts members rebuild their beloved school.

She cursed as she lifted her school uniform T out in front of her, It was absolutely ruined from when the mysterious Wizard flung her to the wall the previous afternoon. She would have to change before visiting Dumbledore.

She rapped a long white towel around herself that she found on a rack next to the mirror. She made her way out of the bathroom, and to the closest that somehow had all of her sizes, and preferred style of clothing.

Draco was ripped from his nervous thoughts of seeing Dumbledore as he heard the Bathroom door Crack open. His head flew up in surprise as Hermione stepped out in nothing but a white Towle covering herself.

She heard a gasp, only then remembering that beyond the privacy of the bathroom door, she was not alone. To late. She continued on her path, ignoring Draco who she thought would obviously think of her as indecent. She figuring that he would just blame it on her being a "unpure, muggle-born" with no sense of "class" or something absurd along those lines. Hermione were glad she did not give a rats behind on what Malfoy thought of her anyway.

Draco let a unintentional Gasp escape his lips, The sight of the female wizard who's long red hair hung wet against her slender sholders, truly took him by surprise.

All of the years he has spent at school he had never once found her attractive. She was one of the Golden trio after all, Just another one of those Goody Two-Shoed, hero types, he had grown to despise. She somehow managed to get on his every nerve, even more so then Harry, or Ron ever Had.

She walked, paying him absolutely no attention. It was like he did not even exist. It occurred to him only then that he had never seen her in anything other then the most appropriate attire, covered head to toe fully. Maybe that is why he found himself looking her over? It was just the change of atmosphere,, right?

Her towel ran out at mid calf, his eyes wondering down to her brightly red panted teonails. He could tell they were painted by hand, which must have taken up so much of her time. He never understood why wizards ever choose to live like Muggles. It was so much unnecessary work that they're wand could do in a matter of moments.

He forced himself to look away, realizing uncomfortably that he was staring. He was not attracted to Granger... He just wasn't..

She picked out the items she needed before brefly glancing at Malfoy. He was now sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes cast downward, hands folded down in his lap. To her he looked absolutely petrified, like she were the most hideous Monster he had ever seen. She rolled her brown eyes, taking her items back into the bathroom. She placed on new undergarments, along with a black long sweater, and skirt that fell far past her knees. She pulled up her black pantyhose socks, before slipping back into her short black heels. She examined herself in the mirror with an approving smile.

This look were something that she would ware on a typical school day at Hogwarts, she figured it would draw the least attention.

She spoke a simple charm, her hair that had fallen flat, entangled in wet knots, was now perfectly styled to her usual cury, redheaded look. She took a breath, remembering the annoying toad that awaited her outside.

When Hermione stepped out of the bathroom Draco was fully dressed in all black. He used magic to clean his black uniformed, green Trimmed Slytherin long coat before slipping it on, sliding his wand in the inside front pocket.

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Professor Dumbledore's office was The Headmaster's office, in Hogwarts Castle in which the current headmasters, or mistress would reside during the school year. It was located in the Headmaster's Tower, accessed through Gargoyle Corridor. It is reached by means of a circular, moving stone staircase, which in turn is concealed by a gargoyle on the third floor. The gargoyle stepped  aside in response to Hermione. She were about to say a password, but it seemed to already have been expecting her, and Draco.  Hermione smiled remembering that at the end of the War, Harry, Ron, and herself had went to the Headmaster's office, and the gargoyle, who had been rather battered by the battle, let them in without a password. She wondered if that Gargoyle, like Dumbledore knew about certain events that were not even from it's time.

Draco shifted his weight  uncomfortably as they stood ready to enter, knowing that the powerful Wizards knowing presence waited on the other side.

The familiar doors swong open revealing Dumbledore's office. The room divided into three main areas as well as a loft. The first area of the office contained the Headmaster's portraits as well as cabinets, and tables filled with Dumbledore's instruments, also a fireplace. The second area contains the a desk and chair and was surrounded by bookcases. The third area was a small sitting room behind the desk. The loft, accessed by flights of steps on both sides of the desk area, contained his telescope. There is also another small flight of steps on the loft that lead even higher up, providing a bird's eye view of the office.

Hermione noticed The Sorting Hat Rested on a shelf aleep, next to which a gorgeous bird that she knew to be The phoenix stood resting on a poll.  The large swan-sized scarlet bird had red and gold plumage, along with a golden beak and talons, black eyes, and a tail as long as a peacock's.

A scuffling noise caught the Pairs attention as they turned away from the bird at towards the sound.

The large, white bearded Wizard peeked his head out from behind one of his many book shelfs with a smile. "Hello Children."

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