Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! (sob) I wish I did though… Draco Malfoy is SO yummy! :D

Hermione yearned to see the faces of her friends as she scanned her eyes in every compartment on the Hogwarts Express before she stopped abruptly when she noticed the compartment that held two tall boys and one small petite girl. She rushed into the compartment enveloping the two boys giving them a surprise until they realized who it was and hugging her tightly back.

"Hermione! We looked for you at the platform but we couldn't find you." The shorter brunette said.

"I'm sorry! I had to go straight to my compartment." She smiled seeing the looks of confusion that passed through her three best friends faces.

"Wait, you're not staying in the same compartment as us Hermione?" Worry etched on the Ron's face as he stared up at her from his seat.

"You're Head Girl aren't you!" came from the small fiery red headed girl as understanding dawned her. Hermione laughed, grinning widely, and nodded excitedly.

"Congratulations Hermione. Though I had a feeling you would make Head Girl. You're the brightest witch of our age after all." Harry said after enveloping her in another giant hug. Hermione smiled and tried to ignore the tugging feeling in the pit of her stomach. She was proud to be the brightest, but over the summer she realized that's all she's accomplished. She promised herself over the summer, this year she would be different, she would be rebellious but also try to accept everyone else, after all the war is over. Ron stood and enveloped her in a quick hug as well before sitting back down and grinning at her.

"Fine, Hermione. Be that way. I'm your best friend, besides these two, and I don't even get a hug." Ginny feigned sadness, and dramatically cried. Hermione decided to play along and hug Ginny after telling her she would never live with herself if Ginny didn't forgive her, trying to control her laughter the whole time. She couldn't help but feel ecstatic, she was going home. For the past seven years Hogwarts has been a second home to her, where she could learn magic, something she was proud of being able to do. She was repeating her 7th year at Hogwarts, completely missing out the last year traveling all over Britain trying to find the bloody Horcruxes. She grimaced remembering the bad times they all went through but reminded herself it was over, Voldemort was gone forever. The four of them erupted in laughter once again when Ginny and Hermione continued playing along until they both were on the floor in a fit of giggles. Ron and Harry soon placed a game of Wizard's Chess between them and became engrossed in the game while Ginny and Hermione chatted about their summers and the changes in Hogwarts. It was going to be quite different, Ginny had completed her sixth year, surprisingly she and Hermione were going to be in the same year. Ginny laughed with Hermione at the thought of being in the same classes as her older brother.

"Isn't that funny? Ickle Won-Won won't be able to keep up with his little sister in his classes." Ginny said using Lavender's nickname for him when Lavender became obsessed with Ron.

"Alright. You're smart. We get it." Ron waved off her insult when he chuckled and looked up from the chessboard. "Checkmate." He leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head as his queen piece smashed Harry's piece to bits.

"Rematch." Harry said instantly and the boys continued yet another game as the two girls rolled their eyes.

"So… tell me everything Ginny turned to Hermione with wide eyes.

"Ginny, I don't think there is much to tell. We've only been on the train for a 've wrote back and forth to each other over the summer, so you know everything about my holidays." Looking confused as she watched Ginny.

"Oh, that's complete bullshit Hermione. You've changed completely and there's a reason for it. I want the details." Ginny looked expectantly at Hermione waiting for her to at least give a hint at her drastic changes.

"And how exactly have I changed Miss Weasley." Hermione teased her, watching as she narrowed her eyes and huffed.

"I'm not sure how you've changed, personality wise you know. But there is a definite change in your appearance for sure though!" She said pulling Hermione up and gesturing to her outfit. "In 5th year, you wouldn't even TOUCH a skirt. Now you're flaunting everything! Not that you don't look brilliant I just want to know what happened." She added.

"First of all, I'm not flaunting anything, it's just a skirt Ginerva. I just want this year to be different. I don't have anything to run away from this year, so I might as well enjoy everything about it." She said before glancing at her watch, before getting up and turning on her heel. "Sorry, I have to go to the Head Girl and Boy's compartment."

"Wait" Ginny grabbed her arm. "Do you know who the Head Boy is?" She asked curiously.

"No idea. But once I find out. You'll be the first to know. Promise." She winked before leaving the compartment and grabbing her bag.

She walked past many compartments to reach the Head's compartment, ignoring the stares she got. She realized that her slight change had a bigger effect than she thought. Now that she wasn't busy saving Ron and Harry she actually had time to take care of herself. Over the years, she couldn't really say that she cared much about her appearance, causing a lot of hurtful things to be said to her. But this year she wanted to be different, her hair was never really a bushy mess, she just never took the time to properly care for it, just a quick brush and she was ready. But not this year, she would make an effort, she actually wanted to experience a normal year at Hogwarts, without life threatening situations appearing every year.

She flashed a warm smile as she saw everyone peering out of their compartments wondering what happened to the old Granger, hoping her smile would reassure them she was still here.

After what seemed an endless walk, Hermione finally reached her compartment and was slightly irritated to see that it was empty. She was punctual, as was expected of the beloved Golden Girl. She decided to give the Head Boy an excuse this once, maybe he hadn't found the compartment yet. She chuckled as she thought despite changing her looks, albeit slightly, she was still the brainy Gryffindor inside.

She touched her hair softly, remembering the hardships she went through in the last year, and finally happy it was over. She spent seven years, living in complete fear, and enjoyed the time she was allowed to be a normal girl, well a normal girl in her world.

Hermione started to organize her accommodations, putting her items in the head compartment, and taking the book she was currently reading out of her bag and into her purse. After taking a quick trip to the bathroom, she still noticed that the Head Boy hadn't arrived, she was getting a little bit more than irritated. She sighed and decided to take the new Potions textbook out and continue reading when her lip-gloss rolled under the seat. She bent over to reach it and felt her skirt ride up a little but she didn't bother no one else was in the compartment anyways. She retrieved the little tube of gloss and put it back in her bag when she realized a zipper on her boot unzipped. She bent over to zip it back up when she heard the compartment door open.

"Well, well, well. It isn't even the start of the year, and someone's already bending over for me." A smug voice drawled behind her and her stomach dropped. She stood up quickly and smoothed her skirt keeping her back always facing the boy who stood at the entrance.

"Don't be offended. You should be proud. The Slytherin Prince only shags the best of the best. You should be flattered." She practically saw the smirk on his face. She whipped her head around and realized he was closer than she thought his face inches away from hers. When realization hit him, he staggered back a few steps with a look on his face as if Hermione had just turned into a troll.

"Granger?" Draco uttered looking completely taken aback.

"Malfoy, what are you doing here? This compartment is for the Head Boy and Girl ONLY." She said turning around fully to face him and simultaneously pulling her wand out of her skirt pocket. Aiming it at his throat as he was cornered into the compartment door. Even though Hermione had an advantage over him, knowing she could hex him before he even had a chance to blink, she was still intimidated. He towered over her and his liquid silver eyes were narrowed into slits.

"I was about to ask you the same thing Mudblood." He said with a tone of disgust and revulsion.

"I'm Head Girl."

"I'm Head Boy" She looked at him shocked while he stared at her lazily. The moment he had gotten his letter he had no doubt that she would be chosen as Head Girl. Ms. Goody-Two-Shoes Mudblood.

"Oh Merlin." Hermione sat down looking defeated. "Why did this have to happen to me? And on my final year as well." She said with her head in her hands.

"Why are you complaining Granger? You get to be in the presence of a God. While I on the other hand am stuck with an ugly, know-it-all, Mudblood." He spat back at her. Her head whipped up and her eyes glared at him.

"Oh, really is that what you think? Just a minute ago, you wanted to shag me!" She spat back glaring at his amused expression.

She realized there was nothing she could do and decided she would just sit down on the opposite side of the compartment as far away as Malfoy as possible. She crossed her legs and noticed Malfoy smirking at her as her skirt rode up again. She glared back at him and grabbed a blanket from her bag and threw it over her legs. Malfoy continued to stare at her. He couldn't doubt that Granger had changed a lot over the summer. Gone was the young, bushy-haired, nervous girl and in her place stood a woman, with curves and an air of confidence about her. Her top, left very little to the imagination. It was tight enough show her flat stomach, but conservative enough to hide her breasts. Though she had a blanket on, he still saw her legs before that, and he had to say she had long legs. His eyes travelled back to her face and saw that she had smooth skin and wondered what it would be like to run his hands over her body, he bet it would be soft.

"If only she was in Slytherin. No Stop it, Draco! NOW STOP IT!" He mentally argued with himself. Though both sides of his sub-conscience knew that even though Granger was definitely off limits, she was hot. Hermione caught Malfoy staring at her again and looked down at herself and couldn't decide what he was staring at. When he realized she caught him he stared back at his own book. Though Hermione couldn't help and notice changes about the Slytherin Prince himself. He no longer had the dark circles under his eyes that made him look older. She found her eyes travelling to his pale features standing out against the shadows made by the light from the window. She couldn't help but stare at his angel thin, white hair. It was left hanging on his face and fell over his mercury eyes, giving him a boyish look. She ran her eyes over his sharp, angled face, his straight nose, and his thick lips and wondered what it would be like to kiss him. She was shocked at herself.

"Hermione what are you thinking! This boy here has called you a Mudblood since you arrived here 1st year. He made you and your friend's life a living hell. He's a Death Eater!" Hermione thought to herself, "but I can still look, can't I?" Her eyes travelled down to his arms and found that they were strong, and you could clearly see them because he had his black button down shirt pushed up to his elbows. A perfect contrast of black and white against his skin. Draco had caught her staring at him and decided to tease her a bit.

"Only in your dreams, Granger." He smirked at her, his signature smirk.

"Only in my dreams, what?" She pulled her gaze back up to his, and realized he had caught her looking at him.

"That you could ever bed the Slytherin Prince." He smirked at her. "If you wanted a quick one I could arrange that though." He winked at her and she couldn't help but blush, she tried to cover her blush by snorting.

"Very lady-like." He commented quietly.

"And you would know what it would be like to be a lady right, Malfoy?" She snapped back and his face hardened once again as he realized who he was talking to. Hermione decided to get some rest before entering Hogwarts and pulled the blanket over her head to get some rest. The compartment door opened and someone stepped him. Malfoy turned to see who it was when Blaise Zabini stepped in.

"Ass. I've been looking for you everywhere. Then I figured you were Head Boy. You could have told me." He looked where Hermione was sitting and found that Hermione had the blanket over her head.

"Merlin. Do they both have to be in here? I honestly wish that they would leave or give me a moment to leave the compartment." She hoped that Malfoy would leave with Blaise.

"Who's Head Girl? Is it that lump in the corner?" Blaise pointed out.

"Honestly Blaise, who do you think would be Head Girl?" Draco bent down and tugged on one end of the blanket until the blanket slipped off the lump. Blaise stood with a smirk at Hermione.

"Hello there, Granger." Zabini replied. "Now why would a girl like you be trying to hide a body like that under a blanket, from two of the most irresistible men at school." He replied sitting on the opposite side of the compartment next to Malfoy. Hermione felt uncomfortable with the blanket at her feet noticing that they were both staring at her grinning.

"Right, and where are Cormac and Theo?" She chuckled as they gaped at her like fish, as she read her book.

"Ouch, sweetheart that stings, but really Granger. You can't tell me you're not the least attracted to either of us. Well at least me! I am the better looking one." Blaise said exasperatedly. Hermione pulled her gaze to the two men, annoyed with having to give them her attention.

"Nope." She went back to read her book once again.

"Told you she was a prude." Malfoy whispered to Blaise. Before Hermione had pulled her wand out and could retort back, the compartment door opened once more, though this time it was Ginny entering.

"Hermione, I just came to check if you knew who Head Bo-. What are you two doing here?" Ginny replied her tone changing harsher by the second.

"Nothing that concerns you, Weaselette. But if you must know I'm the Head Boy." He smirked at Ginny while she went over to sit next to Hermione.

"Blimey, I feel bad for you Hermione. Spending all your time with this git." She spoke directly towards Malfoy as he put his hands behind his head and leaned back.

"Well, it's only when we have patrols and Head duties so it's alright." She said looking at Ginny.

"Oh Hermione. Didn't you hear? McGonagall said that the Head Boy and Girl have their own dormitories. You and Malfoy will be living together." She said sadly.

"WHAT!" They both jumped up. Ginny looked at her with pity while Blaise had an amused smirk on his face. Draco turned to Blaise angrily.

"You knew and didn't tell me this." His eyes glared at Zabini.

"I wanted to see your reaction, plus I wanted to see how long you lasted with Granger." He said as he got out of the compartment. "By the way, we're nearly at Hogwarts, you two should change into your robes." He looked pointedly at them.

"Shall we Weasley?" Blaise opened the door for Ginny while Ginny glared at him and stormed out as he left behind her and chuckled quietly.

"Come on Granger, don't want to slack on your Head duties. We have to get changed, might as well just get changed in front of me." Malfoy looked at Hermione with a glint in his eye.

"In your dreams, Ferret and I thought I was too much of a Mudblood to be worthy of your presence." Hermione pushed past him and went to the bathroom to get changed.

Malfoy winced and cringed as she spat her words at him. Then slowly grinned mischievously with a glint in his eyes that always meant trouble.

"Rooming with Granger. Ha! She's already tormented by my very presence. Tormenting her this year is going to be fun. It's going to be a VERY interesting year." Malfoy thought to himself as he left to change into his robes.

I hope all you lovely people review! It's my first and honestly I don't care if you're brutal... Criticism has to be brutal sometimes. But if you're just being mean, i might just be mean back... :P Just kidding!