as i open the door, icy grey eyes stare back at me, glaring loudly into mine.
'you're going to class like that, y/n?' draco looks me up and down, lightly smirking.
'yeah, malfoy.' i sighed. 'wh- why are you here exactly?'
'i'm supposed to tell you that there are new rules this year with the dorms. boys and girls dorms will be mixed, and any dorm you stayed in last night wont necessarily be the one you have tonight. all sixth and seventh year students need to meet in the great hall at 6pm for further discussion and dorm assignments.' he said, reading off of a small piece of parchment paper, gripped tightly between his fingertips.
'wait, what? why would they do that? thats never been the... oh.' i stopped myself after draco turned on his heels and began walking over to the next dorm room.
sighing, i firmly shut the door, catching daphne's eyes as i turned. she looked incredibly smug.
'boys... and girls?' she giggled, skirt now aligned correctly on her body. 'i will absolutely lose it if i am in a room with mattheo. please, for the love of god, put me in a room with mattheo.' she clasped her hands together tightly against her chest, squealing and jumping onto me.
'come on daphne, we need to get to class. also, youre insane. why would you want a room with a guy? especially your crush, of all guys.'
she barrelled out of the room in front of me, humming the tune to a muggle song she's been obsessed with.

in class, time travels awfully slow. not because i was bored, but because my second class was potions, and ron weasley managed to gas the classroom with some sort of mystery potion that made us all feel ill. the effects didnt wear off until my fifth class.

'so, students.' professor sinistra droned. 'the celestial bodies which we have the privilege to bare witness to are some of the most significant in the solar system.'
i leaned over to mattheo, trying to look as innocent as possible in the eyes of the astronomy professor.
'd'ya think she realises this is a school for magic?' i whisper, keeping my mouth partially closed to disguise my speech. 'i dont know, but something tells me that this has nothing to do with magic.' mattheo snorts, drawing the attention of our classmates, as well as the teacher, who sighs at me. i am a regular disturbance in her class, and she and i are both just as sick of eachother.
'y/n.'
'professor?' i blink innocently, acting unsure about why i am being called upon.
'why dont you come up to the front of the class and point out to me, on my diagram, where exactly the ursa major constellation resides.' she hisses, smiling cruelly, knowing any guess i made would be just about as likely to be correct as someone who has never seen a night sky.
i push my chair out, and begin walking past the rows of students, now watching me pass with keen eyes.

'wingardium leviosa'

confused, my eyes scan the room, before landing on my skirt, which is urgently close to rising past the edges of my underwear. as i push my skirt down, turning quickly around- i spot the culprit. before i could even process the event, seamus' wand goes flying out of his hand, releasing its grip on my skirt.
suddenly, a flash of blonde hair pounces onto him, draco holding him onto the ground by his neck. in his other hand, he holds his wand, the end pressing deeply into finnigans cheek. he whispers something that in the commotion i can't catch- before releasing seamus and swiftly exiting the small classroom.
his exit in no way calms down the classroom. i watch in shock as finnigan holds out his hand to potter, requesting assistance off of the ground. potter ignores his request, instead staring at me with apologetic eyes.
during the professors screeches for order and the general clutter of voices in the room echoing around me, i make a run for it down the long flight of stairs.
'draco!' i cried over the banisters. he looks up as me for a moment, but continues his descent without a second thought.

6:03PM

i would rather be hit with the weasley's flying car than sit here, in the great hall. aurora holds my hand tightly, but i am increasingly uncomfortable watching the ravenclaws fly enchanted paper birds around, and the gryffindors scream-laugh with eachother. she convinced me attendance was not an option, promising me a swift return to whatever dorm i was placed in.
dumbledore shouts over the chaos, his booming voice bringing silence in seconds.

'my dearest students, thank you for all being in attendance.' his voice seems to be truthful, although i remain unsure of how you can appreciate the most rowdy group of teenagers with magical powers. it truly astounds me. 'now, i am sure you are all most curious of what brings you here today.'

'obviously the sex dorms sir!' calls one of the weasley twins from the gryffindor table. as their table erupts in laughter, a chorus of 'shut up!' and 'have some respect!' erupts from ours. dumbledore raps his wand loudly on the podium.

'these dormitory changes are not for the purpose of- fornication between students. in actuality, i am sure many of you are aware- many students have been withdrawn from education at the hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, many with no notice until the day of arrival on the hogwarts express. this has left us with an unorganised selection of dormitory rooms, some students being alone, whilst other students have two-to-three roommates. due to the uneven gender split of students, and the disorganisation of dormitories currently, we have decided to place two students in each room. some rooms may contain a witch and a wizard, purely by chance.'

chatter and excited cries erupt from the great hall at this announcement, creating curiosity between the students of who was going to be "lucky enough" to room with the opposite gender.

dumbledore continued. 'the room assignments should be sitting in front of you now. your belongings have been moved, please make your way back to your rooms now.'
of course, the previously empty table space now had a small envelope with a green bow wrapped around it. as i opened it, i read the number printed onto the parchment inside.

"64"

i pushed out of my chair, and began my climb up the stairs.

...

pushing open the large wooden door labelled "64", i almost immediately walk out.

draco malfoy.

laying on silky black sheets- is draco. fucking. malfoy.

'oh for fuck's sake, y/n?'