AN: New fic, written after Avril L. What the Hell!

Yes, the author wants the characters to be OOC. Please keep in mind that the usage of IPods, and popular modern icons are intentional.

Disclaimer: She may be blonde, but that's all the author and J.K. Rowling have in common. She just like to play with the characters. She does not own Avril Lavagne or her songs: "sk8r Boi", "What the Hell", "Complicated", and "Girlfriend"

I hate the vacations, no, I hate being out of Hogwarts. It is so frustrating that I can't do magic right now. Like, how am I supposed to learn new spells? That's how I am the smartest witch on the planet, well, maybe not planet! Fine, the smartest witch in Hogwarts, and I expect to get Head Girl this year, and at least Harry or Ron to get Head Boy.

Then, they can pretend to not copy my homework when they think that I'm not looking. Because the powerful feeling of being in charge will make them mature enough to—

Right. When pigs fly.

All of the sudden, I could hear the 'tap tap tap' on the kitchen window, and Mum shouting for me to come down. I walked down to the kitchen, rolling my eyes. "Jeezes, Mum, can you ever get used to the sound of owls tapping their beaks on the window?" I said to her, letting the bird in.

She shook her head, as if she was going to say, 'what has gotten into her?' Instead she said, "Honey, I can be well past my prime and still be frightened of them." Her face because very maternal, eyebrow raised and all, as she saw what I was wearing. God, I hate that look. I've been getting that a lot recently.

Like, I know I changed my image over this summer. I went from looking like a Rachel Berrry from Glee, to looking like Avril Lavigne, I love her songs: "Complicated", "Girlfriend", "Sk8r Boi", and "What The Hell".

Today, I was wearing; a red tank top, with Adam Lambert's face on it, and black skinny jeans, with red splatter paint all over them. What can I say? I was feeling very relaxed with my dress code this summer. Even I need to change from time to time.

The owl jolted angrily, lifting the envelope in its claws. The Hogwart's wax symbol glistened in the morning light. After untying the letter, and the small package that came with it, I gave the poor owl (who was frightened after my mum screamed at it) some sugar cubes.

The owl flew away, and I opened the letter first, it read:.

Dear Hermione Granger,

This is Professor Dumbledore, reporting to you that you have been named Head Girl for this year. I also need to inform you that I will be taking you and the new Head Boy, up to your own suite on the night you get back.

Our new Head Boy for this year would be Draco Malfoy from Slytherin.

Now; I know that the 'Golden Trio' has a somewhat miniature feud with the young Malfoy, but I would like to see this feud end. I have my reasons, I just cannot tell anyone why, mostly because some inner-house cooperation wouldn't hurt.

In this dorm, you will share a kitchen, a group loo, a living room, and a dining room.

You, as well as Mr. Malfoy, will have your own private master bedroom, a private master bathroom, and some muggle electronics in your room, whereas Mr. Malfoy will have magical electronics in his room.

May I remind you that your Hogwarts home will be exactly like your muggle one, and Draco's magical one.

With all due respect and good luck,

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

P.S. In the package, you will find your Head Girl Badge.

I ripped open the package and whooped with joy.

"Honey, what happened?" Mum asked, hearing the whooping.

"I'm Head Girl!" I exclaimed, and then I ran up the stairs to celebrate the good news that I have become very successful in life.

I turned on my iPod that's in my iHome and played "Raise Your Glasses", by P!nk.

Then something hit me, and I realised that I forgot two things.

One was to send an owl to Harry, Ginny, and Ron.

Two was that Malfoy's the Head Boy.

Damn!

I got out some parchment, and a quill, and wrote to the Burrow, since Harry was staying at there this summer. I would be there next week, I was already packing my things to leave at a minute's notice

Dear Harry, and Ron, and Ginny,

How is your summer going? Things have been really quiet, and I'm already done with my homework. Don't give me that look, Ron, Harry. You two better be done once I get there.

Oh. And I made Head Girl!

But Malfoy is Head Boy. Ugh.

When you guys see me, you will see a new me. I kinda have a new look. I just wanted to change my image, just look a little more grown-up.

Can't wait to see you all soon, I miss everyone.

Love,

Hermione.

AN: That's it for the chapter. Please review!