"Look Crabbe I'm going to be completely honest with you, it doesn't matter how much you study, you could live in the library and it wouldn't even make a dent in your stupidity." Draco said exhaustedly. "Now would you please, please leave me alone?"
"Oh …well….. Alright" said the oaf as he lumbered out of the library.
Draco had been studying profusely as of late, seventh years schedules were empty, yes, but their classes were ever more challenging and he had taken to spending every waking moment in the library. He decided this year that he would keep his head down and his backside covered, so he wasn't participating in sports or clubs though he was still forced into being a perfect. He almost felt sorry for those who had opted to take on such responsibilities as they would have to double their school efforts in order to just keep up.
He looked up from his several books and parchments and through the bookshelves he saw Granger staring him down. As soon as she saw him looking up at her, she put her head back into her book. Draco almost even felt for the mudblood she had been made head girl and was still leading her ridiculous club S.P.E.W. and with Pott-head and Weaslby gone out fighting the dark lord she was virtually alone all the time. Except for when she was with Ernie Macmillan, the new head boy. Where was he anyway? He was normally with her but…
"Um... Excuse me?"
Draco turned to see a ravenclaw fourth year looking down at him timidly.
"Yes!?" he snarled up at the girl making her cringe.
"Um, I have a message from Professor McGonagall, she requests you in her office at 6 o'clock."
Bloody hell! What had he done this time? He hadn't even gotten to tease a first year yet (granted the term had just started two days ago) but what could he have done already? He slowly returned his thoughts to his potions homework and at around five thirty he gathered his books and got up to leave.
Walking down the hall to the headmistress's office he realized he was not alone on his trek, Granger was there walking several pace ahead of him, head down, books clenched into her chest. He jogged a bit to reach her and looked over. He had to admit even though she was a filthy mudblood, growing up had done her good. She had long, built legs, a thin waist and well let's just says her "assets" were generous. Correction, growing up had done Granger great.
The duos pace slowed as they approached her office door. They both glanced at each other in question.
"I supposed you'd like me to knock"? asked Malfoy with a half-grin.
"I'm not in the mood for this, Malfoy "said Hermione as she knocked on the door.
They both stepped back and they heard a muffled "come in, both of you."
McGonagall was sitting at her desk looking quite wild, papers strewn about; her normally perfect bun had hair sticking out in various places. She held her head in her hands for a good minute with the two of them standing there.
"Miss Granger, it would be greatly appreciated if you could grab that tin on the second shelf, Thank you."
Hermione glanced at Draco with one eyebrow up; he just shrugged at her and looked down at his feet. As much as he didn't like the old dragon that was McGonagall but he did not feel comfortable seeing her in such a state.
She looked up from her hands and said "Now take a seat both of you. Ms. Granger I'm sure you noticed the absence of the headboy this morning."
"Ernie Macmillan has been taken out of school by his mother, as she feels it is no longer appropriate for him to attend classes here."
Hermione nodded and looked down again wringing her hands together nervously.
"With all due respect professor, what exactly does that have to do with me?"asked Draco.
"It has everything to do with you young man, our school cannot be without a head boy, and seeing as Mr. Weasley is not in school, you are the next boy prefect in line to be headboy."
His mouth dropped. Him head boy? Ha! He could barely keep up with classes as it was he couldn't handle all the extra stress.
"Professor isn't there anyone else?" said Hermione and Draco simultaneously.
McGonagall looked down her nose at them, lips pursed into that familiar thin line.
"I'm sorry there really is no alternative, Mr. Malfoy your things have been brought up to your new room. As you know the head boy and head girl share a dormitory. I know you too aren't close, or friends even but I don't want any trouble from you two, considering your role of leadership."
McGonagall grabbed the tin, and pulled it open, shoved it out in front of them.
"Biscuits ,anyone? No? Then you both better head down to dinner. Out. Out you get.
The two headed off went off different ways, Draco towards the Great Hall and Hermione towards her dormitory.
Draco slumped down in his seat at the Slytherin table and looked around at his 'friends'.
"I've been made headboy." He started.
There were chorus' of WHAT?!?'s all around him as he finished his statement. "Yeah, what's his name, uh, Ernie was taken out of school and well I was next in line so…"
Blaise was the first to speak up. "That means you won't be living down in the Slytherin common room with us doesn't it? And not only that you'll be roomies with a Gryffindor, but no not just any Gryffindor, but Granger, mudblood, and part of the golden trio? Oh this is just too good." As he spoke and laughed he nodded over in Pansy direction, a signal to which Draco could only provide a shrug to.
Oh well, now Blaise will shag Pansy and she'll be off his dick, big deal. But however slow witted Pansy was no idiot and did not miss this exchange.
She said "YES! Well now we've got a new place to shag, since you've got a room all to yourself now."
Damn the girl didn't even miss a beat…oh well, she gives good head.
After dinner Draco dragged his feet all the way to the seventh floor, when he reached the top of the Head tower he was met with a portrait of Rowena Ravenclaw. As she noticed him approaching she sat up in her chair and straightened her dress. She then proceeded to ask him a riddle and let him pass.
So this was his new home.
