More then a second chance

Wonder

I don't own the charactors J.K. Rowling does and she is a wonderfull person

  Draco's P.O.V.

I looked at Hermione knowing what she meant. Her Friend Luna Lovegood was an odd one, but she was easy to get along with. Besides that she also keep losing her shoes and walk around school the whole year without them one, and I would always wonder if her feet where cold. Mine were just looking at them.

By the time McGonagall let us into our common room I instantly took hold of Hermione's hand again. When I shut the door I ran right into Hermione. She was looking around the room taking everything in. And to my surprise the colors in the common room weren't Gryffindor colors nor where they Slytherin colors. They were a mix between purple and orange. It was a big relief to me because I happened to like orange, and Hermione probably like both of the colors.

When I looked at Hermione she wasn't looking at the colors she was looking at the two doors that where across the room from us. 

"I,m pretty sure we have separate room, don't worry." I told her. But it looked like there was a room that separated the two in the middle.

   Hermione's P.O.V. 

I let go of Draco's hand and walked over to one of the doors while Draco walked over to the other. He opened and walked into the room then walked back out a few seconds latter.

"It's safe, it is a bedroom with only one bed, but the bathroom we have to share." he said walking over to the couch and sat down.

So I opened the door I was standing at and was surprised at what I saw. It looked like the Slytherin House through up in there, so I quickly closed the door.

"I'm guessing that was your room." I said pointing to the door I just closed.

"I figured. Seeing as your stuff was in that one." he replied, pointing to the other door.

"So we get our own room and we don't have to use the perfect bath anymore, huh?" I said.

   Draco's P.O.V.

I laughed because Hermione looked like she wanted to smack herself, but then i realized something and stood up.

"You were worried about us sharing a room weren't you? I asked.

"No... Well yes, but that's only because..." She started, but I didn't let her finish.

"Because what? Because I use to be a death eater, so my family wouldn't get killed?" my voice was rising with every word I was saying. "Because you thought that everything I told you on the train was a lie? And if so then why have you been messing with my feelings, saying you understood and that everything will be okay, if you didn't believe a single word I said to you? I even bet that that you have never believed me from the moment we started talking at the train station right? You didn't did you?" I was yelling by then.

"Draco please..." she said with her head down.

"No, don't. Don't 'Draco please' me, Hermione." I said, trying to calm down.

She walked over to me and reached out to me but I just moved away from her. She looked up at me with tears streaming down her face.

"They tried to worn me." was all she said before she ran to her door, opened it walked in then closed and locked it behind her.

  Hermione's P.O.V.

Once I was in my room I went to my bed and cried my eyes out. That's how I fell asleep that night. Crying and wondering why I ever tried to trust him in the first place. Why I ever tried to give him a second chance.