Everything was fine, peaceful actually - until . . . "WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE WE?!" "Draco? Uh - your hair!" The pale boy quickly glanced at the mirror - then gasped at what he saw. His platinum locks were now . . . golden brown - and his eyes, they weren't stormy gray orbs anymore but it turned blue. "What - Wha...
"You see, Draco Malfoy, without your sarcastic replies to endure each morning and that arrogance only you could carry, I find myself somewhat missing you." Draco thought the biggest problem living for a year under the same roof as Hermione Granger was the probability of them killing each other. He never thought it wou...