Hermione stepped onto platform 9 ¾ and waved bye to her parents. She put on her Chanel sunglasses and walked across the platform towards the train. She changed quite a bit over the summer. She used to have bushy and dull brown hair. Now she has long, thick, luscious black-brown hair and got a tan over the summer while vacationing in Australia. She even got a wardrobe change. Gone were her frumpy, boring, conservative clothes. In were designer tops, bottoms, and shoes.

She pinned her Head Girl badge on her robe below the Gryffindor crest. She got on the train and went to look for her friends. Catcalls and wolf whistles could be heard. She smirked and made her way to her friend's compartment. She hadn't seen them all summer and intended to surprise them. What a surprise she got. "Who the bloody hell are you?" asked Ron, whilst secretly checking her out. Harry started to drool. Ginny glared at her.

"I can't believe you guys don't recognize your best friend!" Hermione exclaimed. "Oh and Harry, you have some drool one your chin." Harry came out of his trance and blushed like a tomato, wiping the drool off.

"Hermione? Oh my gosh, you look so HOT!" Ginny said, or rather yelled. It was true; she was looking rather hot. She had on a red wrap dress with 4-inch black peep toe pumps. She usually kept her makeup natural, so she has on some gray eyeshadow, clear lip gloss, and black eyeliner and mascara.

"I'll second that," said Harry and Ron in unison.

"So where have you been all summer?" asked Ginny "We haven't seen you at all."

"I've been in Australia with my parents. They're buying a new house."

"So are you going to school in Australia from now on?" asked Ginny. They all looked crestfallen at the idea of Hermione leaving.

"No. I'll just take my private jet when I go on breaks. Plus we have tons of stuff to move." At this, her friend's mouths were gaping like fish. "Are you guys alright?"

Harry, who recovered first, answered. "Yeah, we're fine. Just shocked is all. I had no idea you were rich Hermione," said Harry. "What do your parents do for a living?"

"Well, my dad's CEO and mom's president of GE."

"You mean General Enterprises?" they all asked. The astonishment was evident in their voices.

"The one and only."

"So that explains the clothes, shoes, and accessories," said Ginny.

"Yeah." She looked at her diamond and emerald watch. Limited edition from Coach. "Oh, crap. Sorry guys got to go."

Heads Compartment

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in," Hermione drawled. His hair was a mess and she bet that when he turned around, he would look like hell.

"Shut up. I was attacked by my 'girlfriend'." Draco finally turned around and saw the hottest girl ever. "I'm sorry. I thought you were Granger. I'm Draco-"

"Malfoy, I know who you are." She laughed at his confused expression. "You know me as Mudblood."

"G-Granger?" He stuttered.

"My, my, you sure do catch on fast, don't you?" She was being totally sarcastic.

"Where'd you get those clothes?"

"Ever heard of GE?"

"Duh. Who hasn't?"

"You're looking at the owners' daughter." That's when Ferret Boy fainted.

Draco's POV

~Flashback~

"Ever heard of GE?"

"Duh. Who hasn't?"

"You're looking at the owners' daughter." That was the last thing I heard before I saw black.

~End Flashback~

"Draco? Draco? Malfoy!" His eyes flew open to see chocolate eyes above him.

"Ahhhh," I screamed. "Did you have to yell so bloody loud? You're gonna make me deaf." She smiled apologetically at him. "Next time I faint, wait for me to wake up, ok." She rolled her eyes at him.

"So, what's it like being rich and spoiled?"

"It's better than how I used to live, I know that." He looked puzzled but figured she didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject.

"Are your parents buying a new house?"

"Yeah. In Australia."

"Oh, does that mean you're going to school there from now on?" He knew there was an excellent private school there.

"No. I'll just take my private jet to and from here."

"You have a private jet?" he asked, incredulously.

"Of course I do. My parents have one too. I'll take you in mine sometime if you want."

"I just might take you up on that offer." The talked about random stuff for the rest of the train ride. They got off the train and led all the students into the school.

Great Hall

"Welcome back older students and welcome new students. There are going to be three balls this year: a Halloween Ball, a Christmas Ball, and a Valentine's Day Ball. Of course, there's the graduation ball for the 7th years. There will be more details later on. Will the Head Boy and Girl please stay behind? Everyone else is dismissed."

Soon it was only Hermione, Draco, and McGonagall left in the Great Hall. "It is a Hogwarts tradition that the Head Boy stays one week at the Head Girl's home during the holiday break. This is a tradition that Dumbledore started around 50 years ago and I plan to continue this tradition. No ifs, ands, or buts."

Draco's POV

I am speechless right now. I get to go to the house of the richest girl in the world. She may be Muggle-born, but damn, she is hot. I was about to go off in my own little world when I heard Granger say, "What the crap! That ferret is going to stink up the house. I refuse to let him come to my house."

"Ms. Granger, please refrain from calling people names. Now, Mr. Malfoy will go to your house during the holiday break. If you refuse, you can say goodbye to your Head Girl badge and the honor will go to Pansy Parkinson." At this, both of our faces paled. The thought of going over to Parkinson's house for a week made me shudder. Granger at the thought of giving up her Head Girl badge.

"OK. Fine. I'll let him come over."

"Good. You are dismissed."

We started walking to their dorm, Hermione staying as far away from him as she could. "Well Granger, it looks like we'll be seeing a lot of each other over the holidays."

She spun around furiously. "Listen here Malfoy. Just because I said you could come over, doesn't mean I'll like it. I only agreed to it so I can keep my position as Head Girl." He looked at her, aghast.

"What is your problem Granger? On the train, you were civil towards me. Now you're acting like a bitch." By this point, we were practically nose-to-nose. Her being in 4-inch heels matched my height of 5'10".

"I'm going to say this once, so listen good. When you're at my house, you live by MY rules. Stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours."

"I think I can do that. But no promises." I whispered in her ear. I felt her shiver and smirked. Just as I was about to turn around, Granger slapped me across the face.

"What the hell is your problem?" she said. "What makes you think you can talk to me like that?" Damn, she's even hotter when she's mad. And so scary. I started backing up slowly. She started walking towards me and said, "Nobody talks like that to me," in a low and dangerous voice. Then she lifted her knee and kneed me where it counts. I crumpled to the floor in a heap of pain. Then I heard the click of heels across the stone floor.