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She who walks in Darkness	By : SheWalksInDarkness Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5825 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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She watched as the door closed behind him, relieved that he had chosen to respect her desire for privacy; it was an unfortunate trait of house elves that they tended to want to be around you all the time to prove their usefulness.
Turning to face the room she inhaled slowly, gazing around taking in each and every detail. If she had thought the other areas of the house were opulent it was nothing compared to this. A large four poster bed stood on a raised platform at one end of the room, the dark mahogany carvings contrasting with the deep purple velvet curtains draped around it. The bed sheets were silk, lilac for those on bottom and a darker hue for those on top, matching the silken pillowcases. A deep violet crushed velvet comforter covered the bottom half of the bed whilst a variety of scatter cushions in different textures and shades of purple sat up top, sewn through with golden thread to add to luxurious image. A chaise longue with golden feet sat in front of one bay window whilst a dresser sat in front of the other, complete with ornate carved mirror and a neat little stool. The room was illuminated by the candles set in the stained glass wall lamps, the shards of reds, yellows and ambers casting a gentle relaxing glow over everything. The carpet was cream, thick and plush. Taking off her shoes she felt her feet sink into it, her toes curling at the luxury and warmth. Whilst she didn’t see a cupboard or wardrobe amongst the furniture neatly placed around the room, she did see two doors leading off from adjacent walls.
Padding over the nearest one she opened it to find a large bathroom unlike any she had seen before. Easily the width of her bedroom it contained a raised section in which a sunken tub sat, similar if not larger than Muggle hot tubs, certainly big enough to fit several people at once. Along one edge a variety of chrome taps gleamed, contrasting with the cream tiles and slate floor. She couldn’t be sure but she suspected each contained a different type of bubble bath, much like the Prefects bathroom at Hogwarts, and she sighed with pleasure at the thought of laying back into hot water, surrounded by a haze of perfumes and hearing nothing but the soft popping of bubbles. Glancing around she noted the cream sink and toilet against one wall whilst in another corner a large shower with a double head stood, open in the room, a chrome plug on the floor for drainage.
Almost unwilling to leave the beautiful bathroom without first trying the bath, Thea stepped out and moved towards the remaining door. Unsure as to what she would find behind it, she opened the door with caution, feeling the candles flicker into life around her. A gasp escaped her as recognition clicked in. The door led into another room, a similar size to the bathroom with a large leather cream pouf in the centre and mirrored doors all the way around it, lit brightly by a silver chandelier. It was a closet! Opening doors she ran her fingers across rows of dresses, long and delicate, satins and chiffons, beading and embroidered gowns of all different colours and shades. More doors revealed more casual clothes, jeans and shirts, skirts and capri pants, almost Muggle affairs whilst robes lay behind another, both day and dress robes for more formal affairs. Mirrored drawers revealed rows of swimming costumers and sarongs whilst the one below held sets of lingerie in satins, silks and delicate laces. Blushing furiously she slammed that drawer shut and backed out of the room, she would adventure in there again tomorrow. Retreating back to the bed she sank into the cushions, feeling the velvet cling to her skin as darkness overtook her, heaviness settling on her eyelids drawing them down as she drifted into a deep and dreamless sleep.
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Thea spent the next day adventuring around the house discovering many more bedrooms and sitting rooms, a large dining room and even a ballroom set in white marble and lit with dozens of crystal chandeliers and large silver framed mirrors. She had dreamed hours away in the library, settled down in comfortable leather armchairs in front of the fire, books bursting from the bookshelves set across three different floors around her. The light but sumptuous food provided by the house elves kept her full and settled as she drifted into another night of sleep, waiting for the next day and the arrival of her Godparents, whoever they may be.
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Waking early she padded over to the window, the rising sun casting a colourful glow of golds, ambers and pinks across the sky. Despite the early hour she was unable to return to sleep and, sure her Godparents would not arrive for hours, slipped into a light blue bikini, tying her hair into a loose knot at the base of her neck, envisioning a morning swim in the outdoor pool would revitalise her.
Revitalise was certainly right, the water was freezing! As her wand lay upstairs in her room she had no way of heating the water and so, giving up, she towelled herself dry and took off back into the house meaning to slip into the heated waters of the bath instead.
Humming to herself as she stepped foot into the entrance hall, a sudden movement caught the corner of her eye. Basil was stood by the main doors leaning forward to open then. “No!” she gasped as she made an effort to cover herself as much as possible with the small towel she held in her hand but it was too late. The door swung open to reveal three people standing there, a tall and beautiful blonde woman with delicate features standing beside her equally tall husband, his long white blond hair flowing down his back and next to them, dressed casually in a light grey t-shirt that grazed over his chest clinging to the muscles beneath, and dark muggle jeans, their white blond haired, stormy grey eyed son, a light blush rising up his neck as he took in the sight before him.
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