AN: I don't own ANY of the main characters you'll find in this story,
although I may introduce some of my own creation later.
Draco Malfoy stood in the great hall taking in its surroundings. It was the beginning of his last year at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry, and if truth were told, he was going to miss being here. As the most popular member of Slytherin house he had a reputation to live up to and since he was deputy head boy this year he was going to rule the school. Ok so Harry Potter, his worst enemy, had been named head boy, but Draco wasn't going to let that stand in his way.
As the students filed into the hall for their first evening at school, Draco spotted his fellow Slytherins Crabbe and Goyle who had been his cronies every year since being at Hogwarts, this year however, Draco had finally got sick of their stupidity, and so had dropped them as his friends; besides, there were plenty of people willing to be his friend, plenty of girls especially.
"Draco!" a voice shrieked behind him. He turned to see Pansy Parkinson standing in front of him, a great smile fixed on her face. Draco looked her up and down and wasn't too impressed.
"Hey Pansy," he replied absently, looking over her shoulder at the other 'talent' walking about the room; he spotted Lavender and Pavati milling around and noted that they were looking pretty alright; he made a mental note to talk to them later.
"How was your summer?" Pansy asked him, trying to keep his attention.
"Oh you know the usual; hundreds of girls thirsting after me," he replied casually. She laughed at what she thought was a joke but Draco didn't look amused.
"I'll see you later," Draco called as he headed over to sit with some other 7th years at the head of the table, only to hear an all-too-familiar voice approaching.
"So, Malfoy, you got deputy then?" Ron Weasley remarked as he saw the badge pined to Draco's robes.
"Yeah, what about it?" he spat back at Ron.
"Oh just that I'm sure you'll have fun having to answer to Harry; your boss," Ron mentioned offhandedly.
"I don't answer to anyone Weasley," Draco snarled with a threatening look. Ron decided to leave it at that; he didn't want to fight the first day of school. He walked away smiling to himself at Harry's triumph over Malfoy; this year was going to incredibly interesting, he mused to himself. Draco went back to talking with some guys in his house when he noticed them staring away towards the other side of the hall. Harry and Hermione had entered the hall; holding hands! Draco's mouth dropped open when he saw Hermione, she looked great; more than that, she looked amazing. Her face was all lit up and she was smiling a dazzling smile that encapsulated him. Harry's arm was drawn protectively around her as he escorted her to the Gryffindor table where they were fired with questions about their relationship.
"When did this happen?" Seamus asked gob smacked.
"Well finally," Ron remarked, "I was wondering when you two would get it together."
"Hermione, you look great," Ginny whispered to her, thrilled that she was sitting next to this year's head girl.
"Thanks Ginny," Hermione replied with a smile, "You've grown up too I see," she commented, noticing how much older Ginny looked this year, "You'll have all the guys after you!" Ginny blushed but was secretly pleased at what Hermione had said. Dumbledore announced the beginning of dinner as the food miraculously appeared on the tables and the students dived in.
"So head girl, what do you think of your students?" Harry asked once they were seated in the Gryffindor common room, in front of the blazing fire.
"Mmm, they'll do," she replied laughing. Seamus, Dean and Ron were seated around them, all pleased that Harry and Hermione were to be their heads this year.
"It's a shame Malfoy got deputy head though isn't it?" Dean said as he studied the list of prefects.
"Yeah, I mean, how on earth did he get it?" Ron asked, with a look of disgust on his face.
"I expect his father had something to do with it," Hermione guessed with a knowing look.
"Yeah well, he is so we're just going to have to deal with I guess," Harry said with a sigh; he glanced at Hermione he was sat with his arm around and he could hardly believe his luck that she wanted to be with him. They'd spent virtually the whole summer together; Sirius had given his permission for Harry to buy his own flat and Harry had willingly accepted the offer; anything to get away from his hideous uncle and aunt, not forgetting his awful cousin either. So Harry and Hermione had spent the summer doing up the flat, redecorating and refurbishing the place to make it perfect. Ron had been mortified that he was forced to spend the summer working in the office with his father and brother; 'You need some discipline and direction in your life to prepare you for the real world'. Ron could still hear his mother's words ringing in his ears.
"I can't believe I missed the two of you getting it on," Ron said as the conversation moved back to Harry and Hermione's relationship. "I bet I would have stirred things up a bit!" he added with a cheeky grin.
Meanwhile in the Slytherin common room, Draco was seated with a group of guys discussing the 'talent' at Hogwarts. "I wouldn't mind being 'told off' by this year's head girl," Robert Rafican was saying with a suggestive laugh.
"Yeah, she can 'spank' me any time she likes, even if she is a mudblood" another added joining in the joke.
"Hey guys did you see Ginny Weasley this year? Under all that red hair she'd not half bad you know," Simon Sneaker commented.
"A Weasley!" Robert replied, "There's nothing more to them than red hair and hand-me-down robes, isn't that right Draco?"
"What? Oh yeah, right," Draco replied absently.
"What's up with you?" Robert asked, "Dreaming about Ginny?" he teased nastily, "Hey that'd make a great song- 'Dreaming about Ginny'."
"Shut it Rafican," Draco snarled, "And anyway, I saw Lavender checking you out earlier," he said, diverting the conversation away from himself.
"Yeah? Well she'd not half bad either I suppose," he remarked. Draco returned to his own thoughts; he'd been thinking about Hermione, about how gorgeous she'd looked; 'she'd be perfect if it wasn't for Potter on her arm, or that dirty blood in her veins' he thought to himself. He turned his thoughts to Ginny who he hadn't actually noticed, 'I'll have to take a look at her tomorrow' he mused, imagining all the trouble he could cause with Ron if he were dating his sister! "That'd make good gossip."
"What would?" Robert asked him. Damn, 'I spoke aloud.' Draco thought angrily.
"Oh nothing, I was just thinking about some rumours we could spread about the 'perfect couple'." He replied quickly.
"Yeah, we could have some great fun!" Simon laughed, "Imagine if one of us screwed the head girl behind Potter's back!" The conversation then turned to a lower note, discussing the girls they'd all apparently slept with over the summer; each of them trying to out do the others. Normally Draco would be well in there, bragging about his 'conquests' but he couldn't stop thinking about Hermione. He almost thought he could hate her for making him feel like this; 'I mean, I can have anyone I want,' he thought, but it was not use, Hermione prayed on his mind for the rest of the evening. When eventuality the students had to retire to their rooms, Draco headed off to the tower allocated for the prefects. He passed the prefect's bathroom and the prefect's common room, which he hadn't actually been in yet, and made his way to what would be his own bedroom for the year. The prefects still had to sleep in the normal dorms, but the heads and deputy heads were given their own rooms. Draco thought enviously that the head boy and girl got to share an office as well.
"Hermione, I didn't know you wore this kind of thing in bed?" Draco heard Harry's voice on the communal landing, linking the four bedrooms (head boy and girl and deputy head boy and girl). He groaned inwardly at what he was about to see.
"Draco!" Hermione gasped as he appeared round the corner. Harry released her from their embrace as Hermione grabbed her dressing gown and wrapped it tightly around her.
"If you're going to that, please do it in your rooms," Draco told them, masking the jealousy, which was overpowering him. Hermione had turned bright red and Harry merely looked at him with an annoyed expression.
"Malfoy, we're going to be sharing this area for the next year and since we can't stand each other I suggest we just try and keep out of each other's way, ok?" Harry suggested.
"Whatever," Draco said as he disappeared into his own room. He slammed the door behind him, wanting to rid himself of the feelings he was suffering. Damn her! He cursed under his breath before throwing himself on his bed to relieve his pent up emotions.
"I hope he's not going to cause trouble," Hermione sighed as she sank into her bed next to Harry. Technically they had separate bedrooms, but since they also had locks fitted on the doors, it didn't exactly mater where they slept.
"Don't worry about it," Harry soothed as he pulled her closer to him, "We can deal with anything that happens," he added. Hermione sighed again as Harry wrapped his arms around her, kissing her ardently. All thoughts of Draco vanished as she surrendered to Harry's touch.
Across the hall Draco turned in his bed, wiling sleep to come, but to no avail. He couldn't stop thinking about her, and it was made worse by the fact that she, and probably Harry as well, were in the very next room; together. He cursed her again for making him feel like this, desperately wracking his brain as to how he was going to manage these feelings once the new day dawned.
Draco Malfoy stood in the great hall taking in its surroundings. It was the beginning of his last year at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry, and if truth were told, he was going to miss being here. As the most popular member of Slytherin house he had a reputation to live up to and since he was deputy head boy this year he was going to rule the school. Ok so Harry Potter, his worst enemy, had been named head boy, but Draco wasn't going to let that stand in his way.
As the students filed into the hall for their first evening at school, Draco spotted his fellow Slytherins Crabbe and Goyle who had been his cronies every year since being at Hogwarts, this year however, Draco had finally got sick of their stupidity, and so had dropped them as his friends; besides, there were plenty of people willing to be his friend, plenty of girls especially.
"Draco!" a voice shrieked behind him. He turned to see Pansy Parkinson standing in front of him, a great smile fixed on her face. Draco looked her up and down and wasn't too impressed.
"Hey Pansy," he replied absently, looking over her shoulder at the other 'talent' walking about the room; he spotted Lavender and Pavati milling around and noted that they were looking pretty alright; he made a mental note to talk to them later.
"How was your summer?" Pansy asked him, trying to keep his attention.
"Oh you know the usual; hundreds of girls thirsting after me," he replied casually. She laughed at what she thought was a joke but Draco didn't look amused.
"I'll see you later," Draco called as he headed over to sit with some other 7th years at the head of the table, only to hear an all-too-familiar voice approaching.
"So, Malfoy, you got deputy then?" Ron Weasley remarked as he saw the badge pined to Draco's robes.
"Yeah, what about it?" he spat back at Ron.
"Oh just that I'm sure you'll have fun having to answer to Harry; your boss," Ron mentioned offhandedly.
"I don't answer to anyone Weasley," Draco snarled with a threatening look. Ron decided to leave it at that; he didn't want to fight the first day of school. He walked away smiling to himself at Harry's triumph over Malfoy; this year was going to incredibly interesting, he mused to himself. Draco went back to talking with some guys in his house when he noticed them staring away towards the other side of the hall. Harry and Hermione had entered the hall; holding hands! Draco's mouth dropped open when he saw Hermione, she looked great; more than that, she looked amazing. Her face was all lit up and she was smiling a dazzling smile that encapsulated him. Harry's arm was drawn protectively around her as he escorted her to the Gryffindor table where they were fired with questions about their relationship.
"When did this happen?" Seamus asked gob smacked.
"Well finally," Ron remarked, "I was wondering when you two would get it together."
"Hermione, you look great," Ginny whispered to her, thrilled that she was sitting next to this year's head girl.
"Thanks Ginny," Hermione replied with a smile, "You've grown up too I see," she commented, noticing how much older Ginny looked this year, "You'll have all the guys after you!" Ginny blushed but was secretly pleased at what Hermione had said. Dumbledore announced the beginning of dinner as the food miraculously appeared on the tables and the students dived in.
"So head girl, what do you think of your students?" Harry asked once they were seated in the Gryffindor common room, in front of the blazing fire.
"Mmm, they'll do," she replied laughing. Seamus, Dean and Ron were seated around them, all pleased that Harry and Hermione were to be their heads this year.
"It's a shame Malfoy got deputy head though isn't it?" Dean said as he studied the list of prefects.
"Yeah, I mean, how on earth did he get it?" Ron asked, with a look of disgust on his face.
"I expect his father had something to do with it," Hermione guessed with a knowing look.
"Yeah well, he is so we're just going to have to deal with I guess," Harry said with a sigh; he glanced at Hermione he was sat with his arm around and he could hardly believe his luck that she wanted to be with him. They'd spent virtually the whole summer together; Sirius had given his permission for Harry to buy his own flat and Harry had willingly accepted the offer; anything to get away from his hideous uncle and aunt, not forgetting his awful cousin either. So Harry and Hermione had spent the summer doing up the flat, redecorating and refurbishing the place to make it perfect. Ron had been mortified that he was forced to spend the summer working in the office with his father and brother; 'You need some discipline and direction in your life to prepare you for the real world'. Ron could still hear his mother's words ringing in his ears.
"I can't believe I missed the two of you getting it on," Ron said as the conversation moved back to Harry and Hermione's relationship. "I bet I would have stirred things up a bit!" he added with a cheeky grin.
Meanwhile in the Slytherin common room, Draco was seated with a group of guys discussing the 'talent' at Hogwarts. "I wouldn't mind being 'told off' by this year's head girl," Robert Rafican was saying with a suggestive laugh.
"Yeah, she can 'spank' me any time she likes, even if she is a mudblood" another added joining in the joke.
"Hey guys did you see Ginny Weasley this year? Under all that red hair she'd not half bad you know," Simon Sneaker commented.
"A Weasley!" Robert replied, "There's nothing more to them than red hair and hand-me-down robes, isn't that right Draco?"
"What? Oh yeah, right," Draco replied absently.
"What's up with you?" Robert asked, "Dreaming about Ginny?" he teased nastily, "Hey that'd make a great song- 'Dreaming about Ginny'."
"Shut it Rafican," Draco snarled, "And anyway, I saw Lavender checking you out earlier," he said, diverting the conversation away from himself.
"Yeah? Well she'd not half bad either I suppose," he remarked. Draco returned to his own thoughts; he'd been thinking about Hermione, about how gorgeous she'd looked; 'she'd be perfect if it wasn't for Potter on her arm, or that dirty blood in her veins' he thought to himself. He turned his thoughts to Ginny who he hadn't actually noticed, 'I'll have to take a look at her tomorrow' he mused, imagining all the trouble he could cause with Ron if he were dating his sister! "That'd make good gossip."
"What would?" Robert asked him. Damn, 'I spoke aloud.' Draco thought angrily.
"Oh nothing, I was just thinking about some rumours we could spread about the 'perfect couple'." He replied quickly.
"Yeah, we could have some great fun!" Simon laughed, "Imagine if one of us screwed the head girl behind Potter's back!" The conversation then turned to a lower note, discussing the girls they'd all apparently slept with over the summer; each of them trying to out do the others. Normally Draco would be well in there, bragging about his 'conquests' but he couldn't stop thinking about Hermione. He almost thought he could hate her for making him feel like this; 'I mean, I can have anyone I want,' he thought, but it was not use, Hermione prayed on his mind for the rest of the evening. When eventuality the students had to retire to their rooms, Draco headed off to the tower allocated for the prefects. He passed the prefect's bathroom and the prefect's common room, which he hadn't actually been in yet, and made his way to what would be his own bedroom for the year. The prefects still had to sleep in the normal dorms, but the heads and deputy heads were given their own rooms. Draco thought enviously that the head boy and girl got to share an office as well.
"Hermione, I didn't know you wore this kind of thing in bed?" Draco heard Harry's voice on the communal landing, linking the four bedrooms (head boy and girl and deputy head boy and girl). He groaned inwardly at what he was about to see.
"Draco!" Hermione gasped as he appeared round the corner. Harry released her from their embrace as Hermione grabbed her dressing gown and wrapped it tightly around her.
"If you're going to that, please do it in your rooms," Draco told them, masking the jealousy, which was overpowering him. Hermione had turned bright red and Harry merely looked at him with an annoyed expression.
"Malfoy, we're going to be sharing this area for the next year and since we can't stand each other I suggest we just try and keep out of each other's way, ok?" Harry suggested.
"Whatever," Draco said as he disappeared into his own room. He slammed the door behind him, wanting to rid himself of the feelings he was suffering. Damn her! He cursed under his breath before throwing himself on his bed to relieve his pent up emotions.
"I hope he's not going to cause trouble," Hermione sighed as she sank into her bed next to Harry. Technically they had separate bedrooms, but since they also had locks fitted on the doors, it didn't exactly mater where they slept.
"Don't worry about it," Harry soothed as he pulled her closer to him, "We can deal with anything that happens," he added. Hermione sighed again as Harry wrapped his arms around her, kissing her ardently. All thoughts of Draco vanished as she surrendered to Harry's touch.
Across the hall Draco turned in his bed, wiling sleep to come, but to no avail. He couldn't stop thinking about her, and it was made worse by the fact that she, and probably Harry as well, were in the very next room; together. He cursed her again for making him feel like this, desperately wracking his brain as to how he was going to manage these feelings once the new day dawned.