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Hermione Granger was the brightest witch of her year; in fact she was one of the brightest pupils Hogwarts had seen since Voldemort. She was now in her seventh year and of course she had been named Head Girl. She had grown up a lot in the past six years growing up with Harry Potter would to that to a girl. After six years of fighting Voldemort with Harry, she had become a confident young woman. As head girl she had the option of living in the Gryffindor private room. Although it made her sad to think that she would not share a room with her old room mates, she knew it was the best option for her, she had major exams coming up this year and having a private room would ensure her the best study space. Many things might have changed about her, but she was still that miss know it all from first year, and she wanted to have top marks at graduation.

"Hermione?" Someone said jerking her out of her thoughts.

She looked up, "Oh Ron, do you want something?"

She and Ron had dated during the past summer, and although they both loved each other, they just didn't quite fit. Sometimes however when he would look at her, she thought he might kiss her, but he never did.

"We were going to go to our room, well you know since pretty much everyone else has left..." He said slowly. She looked around her and indeed pretty much everyone had gone to bed, there were a few people left at the Slytherin table, including her not so favourite member Draco Malfoy.

"You know what, you guys go ahead, I'll catch up in a few minutes" she said drifting back into her thoughts.

"If you are sure," Ron said slowly.

"I am." She smiled and her best friends left her alone.

Draco looked up and saw Hermione looking at him, his famous smirk appeared on his face. He got up and walked over to her, with his gang in tow.

"What do you think you were looking at mudblood?"

"None of your business, Malfoy." She said as she tried to get up and push her way past them. As she walked by Draco, Draco grabbed her arm and pulled out his wand and lifted her chin with his wand so she could look into his cold eyes.

" I am feeling generous tonight, you get in my way one more time this year, and I mean at all, taking points, giving detentions to anyone in my house, and I will introduce you to a few Slytherin's who don't mind fucking a mudblood." Hermione was about ready to drop to the floor and start crying, but she would not let him see that she took his threats seriously.

"I will not be threatened by a Slytherin," she said through clenched teeth, all the while thinking of a way to get out of the situation, in one piece.

Draco pulled Hermione into him, and whispered into her ear "That's not a threat dear granger that's a promise," as he said that he tightened his grip on her and pushed her roughly causing her to fall. He then spun around his robes billowing after him, in a way that looked so much like his father. Hermione pulled herself into a sitting position, and let the tears come.

After a few minutes Hermione gained control of herself and got up and walked to her new home.

"Unity," she said as her new painting asked her for the password.

What ever she thought her new living space was going to look like was thrown out the window by what met her eyes. She had never seen something so beautiful in her life. Her room had cathedral ceilings, and a whole wall of windows, the moon was shining in and it lit up the room in a soft romantic way. As she walked in further she could see a normal sized fireplace, a couch facing the windows and three different sized doors. Each of the doors were labeled 'Bedroom', 'Bathroom', and 'Gryffindor Common Room' As much as she wanted to continue looking around her new living arrangements, she was dead tired and headed straight for the door labeled Bedroom.

Inside her bedroom she noticed that it looked like her old room except for the fact that everything was twice its size and she was rooming alone. She sighed how am I going to live on my own, she thought as she changed and climbed into her bed. Looking out the huge windows that were the same as the ones in the common room, she thought about Draco and what he did to her, tears slowly slid from her eyes and fell to the pillow beneath her.

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--Nickie Thorn