Later that night, Harry and Hermione were sitting in the beautiful Gryffindor common room. Draco had already gone to bed. Both the first-years were extremely tired, but didn't want to go to their dorms. You see, back home, Harry and Hermione would spend the night at each others house, alternating between the Potter's and the Granger's. Tonight would be the first night they had been split up.

"Harry, d-d you think we could just s-stay down here tonight?" asked a quivering Hermione.

"I don't know. I don't remember reading about it in 'Hogwarts: A History'. Do you?"

"No. I know that I sound really stupid, but I don't want to leave you. I'm not used to it." Tears began to form in her eyes.

"Hermione! Never call yourself stupid again! You are really, really smart and I never want you to deny it again."

Suddenly, there was a loud pop in the air.

"AHH!" the two children screamed. There was some odd elfish creature standing in front of them.

"Hello. Drippy is being very pleased to see Harry Potter and his Grangie." Said the elf.

"H-How do you know our names?" Harry stammered.

"I is a Hogwarts house elf and-"

"OH! I remember reading about those! You and the other elves cook, clean, and basically slave over us. That is SO unfair."

"Yes Miss, you is right. Except in the fact of us being slaves. Dumbly is our master and we is being his servants, but we is HAPPY, miss."

"Oh, well, I still think it's unfair, but to each his own."

"Hermione, what are we going do. Do you want to go upstairs or not?" asked Harry.

"I don't want to do anything without asking…."

"Ooh, ooh! I can be getting Professor Micky for you!"

"Uh…Oh! Professor Micky must be Professor McGonagall! Yes, please Drippy" said Harry.

"I is being right back."

And with a loud pop, the elf was gone.

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Harry and Hermione were each in their own little world, as they waited for their new professor. Finally, there was that same pop again, only this time Drippy returned with Professor McGonagall.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Well, umm, you see professor, H-Harry and I w-were just wondering about…"

Harry could no longer watch, he plucked up some courage and cut in.

"We were wondering about our sleeping arrangements."

"Surely Mr. Weasley explained to you that boys are on the left, and girls to the right, did he not?"

"Yes, he did, but Harry and I have been sleeping in the same room since we could remember. We're just not comfortable being away from each other like that." Said Hermione.

"What would you like me to do about it? I can't just start giving out rooms to anyone!"

"Er…well, maybe…no, that wouldn't work…I don't know!" screamed a very upset Hermione.

"Maybe we could 'develop' some rare Asian blood disease. That has only been heard of once before, and we must remain in the same room so as not to contaminate others!" Harry gleefully exclaimed.

"No, you dolt, how would be able to go to classes!" Said Hermione.

"Oh, right, forgot about that." Harry blushed.

"Well, neither of the Heads are from Gryffindor this year, I suppose I could let you use their dorms, but you two must come up with a reason for it. And yes Mr. Potter, it must be plausible." Harry's face fell. "Now, I expect to see you two in the morning. Goodnight."

And so, the strict professor walked away.

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That night, Harry and Hermione had slept on the Gryffindor boys dorm. Boys weren't allowed in the girls dorm, so the ended up with this. Fortunately, the four-poster beds had hangings for privacy.

"Harry?" asked a sleepy Hermione.

"Yeah?"

"How are we going to justify our sleeping arrangements?"

"Erm…well, what if we said that our parent's requested special arrangements?" suggested Harry.

"No, then everyone will think we're stuck up."

The pair sat there in silence for a few minutes, until Hermione broke it.

"Harry! I've got it! We just don't tell anyone. Let them go on thinking we stay in our separate dorms and just go to bed late and wake up early. Or we could just explain it to the Gryffindor's in our year, and if they disagree, then we'll just have to suck it up. Either way, the whole school doesn't need to know."

"Hermione. You are an absolute genius. Now can we please go to sleep?" said a very groggy Harry.

"Yeah. Good night."

"Night."

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A/N: I have to apologize. I am terrible sorry for not getting this out sooner. I have had no inspiration for this story and have been busy as well. I am also sorry that this chapter sucks. I know the whole 'sleeping together' (not in that way, now get you're mind out of the gutter!) thing is kinda overrated. And both justifications (to Gryffindor and McGonagall) sucked. If anyone has any ideas for that or for this story, I will accept them without hesitation. Also, I'm sorry this is so short. But hey, it's a chapter!

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