Whole New World pt 1

When Hermione woke up the next day, she rolled over so that the light wasn't in her face anymore. She sighed as she noticed how comfortable this bed was.

Wait a minute, didn't she fall asleep on the couch last night? Hermione tried to remember if she eventually moved to her bed but to no avail. And since when did her bed have silky sheets? Hers were more soft and fluffy rather than what she was feeling.

Hermione opened her eyes and squinted to adjust her to the lighting. She looked around the room she was in in horror. This was not her room! This wasn't even in her flat!

She sat up in the bed and tried her best not to panic. There hast to be a reasonable explanation for why she isn't home, right?

So she sat up in the black/dark green colored bed and looked around for clues as to where on earth she is. Now that her eyes were adjusted to the light coming from a window above the bed, she could see that there wasn't that much in here.

It wasn't until she saw a few photos that she got out of the insanely comfortable bed. She almost fell when she tried to stand, has she always been this tall? Once she got her balance she carefully walked over to the wardrobe to the first picture.

Her mouth almost dropped at what she saw. It was Draco Malfoy and what Hermione knew to be his wife Astoria, laughing at something on a beach. Hermione had never seen Draco laugh, at least not like that. He actually looked happy.

She shook her head at where her thoughts were going, no she was looking at these pictures to figure out where she is and not to admire how handsome he is when he genuinely smiles. Problem is, she doesn't know where Draco Malfoy lives. Would he still live in Malfoy Manor? Or would he have his own place with Astoria?

Hermione turned to the next picture on the wardrobe. It was a picture from Draco and Astoria's wedding, Hermione remembered it from when it was all over the Daily Profit. While she doesn't have a subscription for the Daily Profit anymore as she had discontinued it after all the things they had begun to say about her divorce with Ron.

Walking over to one of the doors, she felt an odd breeze but decided to ignore it. Draco's room is oddly cold, Hermione thought before stepping out of the room cautiously.

She was met with a long and wide hallway with a few paintings of people she didn't know. Looking both ways for any more surprises, she stepped out entirely from the room she was previously. Hermione began to walk down the hallway when she noticed a blond man step out.

It was Lucius Malfoy.

And he was...smiling?

"Good morning, Draco," Lucius said after seeing her confusing Hermione. "I do hope you plan on putting on more clothes before breakfast," he quipped before walking down the hallway and away from her.

Hermione bolted back into the room she was in previously and looked down at herself. Gasping in surprise, she never would have expected what she saw.

She was only in boxers. Not only that, she didn't exactly look like a she!

She ran her hands through her hair trying to get a grip on herself but her hands stopped too short. Hermione knew her hair wasn't this short yesterday. What the bloody hell was going on here?

She quickly went into the only other door in the room, assuming it was the bathroom. Luckily, she was right and she went directly to the mirror.

There staring back at her wasn't her at all.

It was Draco Malfoy....in only his boxers.

Hermione was beyond surprised. She lifted up her arm and watched as the Draco in the mirror did the same thing. She put her hands to her hair and saw as she felt how short it was while watching her supposed reflection do the same. She touched her nose, mouth, ears and arms while the man in the mirror seemed to do exactly that as well.

She heard the door open and the sound of heels clanking on hardwood before seeing Narcissa Malfoy come into view. Hermione had to admit, the Malfoy woman had aged well. Narcissa still looked as stunning and intimidating than ever, but there was something about her posture right now that didn't seem threatening.

"Draco," Narcissa said in a light scolding voice, "put on some clothes! Breakfast is ready you know," she continued before walking someplace else.

This may be weird, no this is weird, but I have to put some clothes on, Hermione thought. She looked down at her new body again, while Hermione would never admit it out loud, Draco didn't look bad without a shirt on.

Shaking her head as if to get rid of those kind of thoughts, she walked over and began to look through the walk-in closet she had noticed earlier. Hermione was surprised to find it was bigger than she expected, also that it had more clothes than she was expecting.

On one side was all suits, dress shoes and thing of that nature but the other side was completely empty of everything. There wasn't even hangers on the other side of the closet. Hermione thought it was odd how she didn't see any feminine clothes anywhere, where were Astoria's clothes?

Yet another question about how Draco Malfoy lives his life. Hermione looked through the clothes that were in the closet and picked out something she thought would look nice on him..or her she supposed.

Hermione finally chose a white button up shirt with a grey vest and a grey jacket. She found the most comfortable dress shoes he had and some grey slacks. She put them all on awkwardly, not used to the lack of lady parts before going back into the bathroom.

She looked at how she dressed and smiled happily at what she had chosen. Draco does look pretty good in these, Hermione thought. She kept adjusting the uncomfortable jacket until she threw it aside.

"Screw the jacket, I -erm I mean- he looks better without it," Hermione said above a mumble.

Walking back out of the bathroom, she began to walk towards the door when she noticed something on the nightstand that caught her eye so she came closer.

It was a wand.

Hermione logically assumed this wand was Draco's as it didn't look anything like hers. He must've forgotten it when before...well whatever had happened. She took the wand and put it in its pocket, which she noticed was tailored to have a special wand pocket that can be easily hidden.

She took a deep breath before walking out of the room and into the hallway where she had seen Lucius. Debating which way to go, she concludes that this must be Malfoy Manor and it might be better to go where Lucius had.

So she walked in the direction she had seen him go and while she had no idea where the kitchen was, she figured she'd find out. She walked and walked down this hallway and found that it was very long.

Eventually, she was saved by the smell of food and not just a few kinds, it smelt like it was a feast! She followed the smell until she was met by two white double doors and the strong smell of delicious food. Opening the doors, she was greeted by the two people she was hoping weren't in there.

"And the boy finally decides to join us," Lucius says as he sat down at a very large table.

"Oh hush Lucius. Good morning Draco, did you sleep well?" Narcissa asked warmly.

"I um slept very well, thank you mum," Hermione said trying to say something she thought Draco would. Surprisingly even her voice sounded like his, that ruled out Polyjuice Potion.

The sound of glass breaking made Hermione look up, Narcissa had dropped the plate she was holding. The two of them stopped what they were doing at that moment to look at her. Lucius looked rather surprised while Narcissa looked as if she was about to cry. Oh no, what had Hermione done?