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Hermione's POV

Hermione Granger smiled as she passed through the wall that would lead her toward the platform nine and three quarters. The war was finally over, Voldemort was dead, and peace was restored to the wizarding world. Because of the many interruptions that the war had caused to the school's curriculum, Hogwarts had decided that all of its students would repeat their previous year, seventh years were also invited to return to Hogwarts, although they could chose to move on with their lives if they wanted to as well. Of course Hermione had jumped at the opportunity to return to school again, it was just what she needed, one last year of normalcy at Hogwarts to figure out her life before she officially entered the adult world.

As she stepped foot onto the platform, she saw the familiar scene of students boarding the train, saying goodbye to their families. Finally, things were back to normal. Hermione grabbed her trunk and carried it onto the Hogwarts Express.

She was so excited to be back that she hardly noticed where she was going. Smack! She ran right into someone, and it was none other than Draco Malfoy, her sworn enemy since first year. "Watch it Granger." Malfoy sneered.

"Sorry, I wasn't looking."

Draco opened his mouth as if about to say something, but then seemed to decide against it and pushed past her, stalking off.

Hermione walked away and shook her head disdainfully. She had hoped that Malfoy would change after the losing the war. The dark side had lost and though he and his mother had been lucky to avoid Azkaban thanks to Harry testifying that the Malfoys had helped him in court, the Lucius Malfoy had been sentenced to a lifetime in Azkaban. Other pure blood families had not managed to regain their prestige or position in society. She had hoped this would sober him up, but he seemed to still be the git that he had always been. Whatever, she shook her head, shaking thoughts of Malfoy from her head.

Draco's POV

Draco Malfoy signed as he went to join his Slytherin friends in the carriage, the school year hadn't even started yet and he was already tired, evening insulting Granger had lost its appeal. Blaise and Pansy talking animatedly about the new classes that they were taking. Though most of the adult deatheaters had been sent to Azkaban, the teenagers managed come out of the war unscathed. However, the group definitely seemed less arrogant and prideful than usual. There were certain topics that were avoided, like for example the word "mudblood" was now strictly forbidden among purebloods. No one wanted to be accused of "old prejudices" that had caused the war.

His friends all gasped when they spotted the shiny new badge that was pinned to the front of his Hogwarts robes.

"Draco, YOU made head boy?" Draco felt slightly offended from the astonished looks coming from the people around him.

"Yes, is that such a had thing to believe?" Draco rolled his eyes.

"No, no, of course not. Come to think of it, you are second in the class after Granger." Theodore Nott cleared his throat.

"Ughh, don't remind me. She got the position of Head Girl for sure, which means I'll be sharing living quarters with that insufferable know-it-all all year." He wanted to use the word "mudblood",but that word was now strictly forbidden among purebloods. No one wanted to be accused of "old prejudices" that had caused the war.

Though Draco was glad that the light side had won and he knew that Voldemort's reign of tyranny was wrong, he kept thinking home to his father, who was enduring the torture that the dementors inflicted, and his mother, who had seemed lifeless and sad ever since her father had gone. He sank down into a seat next to his best friend Blaise and closed his eyes, exhausted from the feeling of sadness and loss.

Hermione's POV

Hermione dragged her trunk behind her as she walked down the aisle, looking for the compartment that her best friends were in.

"Hermione!" She looked up and saw Harry and Ron in the compartment to her left.

She smiled and joined them.

"Hey 'Mione! How was your summer?" Harry asked.

"Great, I went to Australia and reversed the spell so my parents got their memories back. But by then they had built such a great life for themselves in Australia that they decided to stay there. I spent the rest of the summer with them, reading up on our new classes." Hermione answered, "Can you believe how much we missed while we were on the hunt for horcruxes? We've certainly got our work cut out for us if we want to do well this year." She added briskly.

"Of course you would be studying already," Ron teased her, but was secretly glad that the old Hermione was back. They had giving dating a try after their kiss at the final battle of Hogwarts, but decided to stay friends because it was too awkward.

"Hermione! You made Head Girl?" Harry pointed at shiny new Head Girl Badge that was conspicuously pinned to her chest.

"Surprise!" Hermione smiled sheepishly.

"It's not a surprise! We all knew that you were going to get Head Girl from the minute you stepped foot inside Hogwarts." Ron said.

Harry smiled happily, "Congratulation! That's our 'Mione."

"Wow, Head Girl," Ron added, "That means you won't be living in the Gryffindor tower this year anymore, you'll get your own dorm and everything."

"Well, I'll have to share it with the Head Boy so it won't be entirely my own. I have to say though; I thought it would be Harry who would get the position of Head Boy, you know, with the whole Boy Who Lived Thing and defeating Voldemort."

Harry shrugged. "Well, I didn't. I guess those aren't the qualities they're looking for. I'm just happy to have a nice peaceful year out of the spotlight, with other people in charge for once."

"I wonder who is Head Boy though." Ron wondered.

"Me too." Said Hermione.