Draco was dreading having to go back to Hogwarts, but his mother thought it best and it's was apart of his one year probation deal. Headmistress McGonagall insisted that he was innocent and praised him for his bravery so much that she thought that he deserved to be Head Boy. To him, it seemed that she was the only person who cared even a little bit about him. Everyone on the Order's side of the war believed he was just the same spoiled and bratty Death Eater who wanted Voldemort to win. Everyone on Voldemort's side who managed to avoid Azkaban knew that he and his mother had defied the Dark Lord by helping Potter, whether intentionally or not.

As he boarded the Hogwarts Express for his last time he caught a glimpse of a beautiful girl. Her lips were full, plump, and pink like they had just been snogged. Her full figure was accentuated by her hip-hugging jeans and perfectly fitting V-neck T-shirt. While this girl had bushy and brown hair, it also looked tame and beautiful at the same time.

At first glance, Draco thought that the girl vaguely resembled Hermione Granger, but he couldn't believe it. This girl walked with confidence and didn't have buck front teeth like the Hermione Granger he knew.

He walked quickly to the Head Boy and Girl compartment to avoid people's stares and whimpers. Luckily, the compartment was empty when he got there. He couldn't stop thinking about this girl. Who could she be? Where did she come from? Why hasn't he seen her before?

He was quickly pulled from his thoughts as the compartment door slid open to reveal the girl he had been thinking about just moments before. Now that he had a head long look at her she was even more beautiful that he had thought. His suspicion was proved to him as soon as she spoke.

"Hello Draco, I heard rumors about you being made Head Boy, but I wasn't sure if they were true," Hermione's smooth voice smoke

"Uh hi, um, Granger, um yeah, I'm Head Boy," said Draco unsure as to why she was being so nice to the accused Death Eater in front of her.

As the train ride went on there were no words exchanged so they sat in a very uncomfortable silence until suddenly Hermione began,

"Draco, is it alright if I call you that? I want a new start. I know you don't believe all that nonsense you used to go on about blood supremacy and I want to be your friend. We are going to be living together all year and I'd like to make it pleasant."

"You don't want to be my friend or have anything to do with me for that matter. I'll ruin your reputation. Everyone knows I'm a Death Eater and wants nothing to do with me. You'll be better off without me," said Draco simply.

"You're now a Death Eater and I want to be your friend. I know you feel all alone but you don't have to," retorted sounding very sympathetic.

Instead of answering, Draco decided to let her have her way for the time being and instead looked you of the window to see it was pouring rain.