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This is my first try at a story, so please review
'You have to share a dorm with Malfoy!' Ginny shrieked. Ginny may be her best girl friend but man she needed the facts, not unlike herself.
'Yes Ginny, for the hundredth time, Draco Malfoy is Head Boy and I'm Head Girl.' Sighing, Hermione shook her head. She couldn't believe it, one second she was ecstatic about getting her letter about being Head Girl, until she got to the part where it stated that the Draco Malfoy was going to be Head Boy, and they had to share a dorm with each other for the year.
But nothing was going to keep Hermione from keeping to her Head Girl responsibilities even if she had to talk to Malfoy about them, she would put up with it.
'Anyways Ginny I'm going to take this in pride, and not let Malfoy get to me,' she stated, as Ron and Harry knocked on their compartment door, and walked in. Harry sitting next to Ginny, who smiled as he kissed her cheek. Harry had finally made a move after the defeat of Voldemort and they were all back for their Seventh year at Hogwarts, except Ginny who was only in her sixth.
Ron made a face at Harry when he kissed Ginny and plopped down across from Hermione.
'Oh come on Ron! She is my girlfriend, at least I'm not snogging her in front of you.' Harry said.
'Ah! Not cool mate, not cool,' Hermione laughed at Ron, glad he had finally gotten over the fact that they were not going to be a couple. Yes, she may have dated him for a while after the war, but they just weren't compatible, and so she broke it off.
Ron wasn't to happy at first but soon got used to it, and Hermione hoped he would soon find a girl for his own. Speaking of relationships, she needed a boyfriend. Hopefully someone who could relate to her this time both mentally and physically.
'Ronald! Ew no, don't eat that one!' Hermione laughed as Ron got a particularly nasty, Bertie Bot's Every Flavour Bean, he made a face causing everyone to laugh.
Hermione checked her watch, and jumped up.
'What is it 'Mione?' Ginny asked.
'I have to meet the Malfoy! And I'm almost late, see you guys at the feast!' And she hurried out, hearing Harry ask Ginny why she was meeting Malfoy, shit! She forgot to tell them, oh well Gin would; besides she didn't want to be late.
Opening the Head's compartment door, and seeing Malfoy wasn't here yet, she sat down on the couch, waiting. She figured he'd be late but was mistaken when he walked in the door and shut it quickly behind him.
She stood up, and waited for him to acknowledge her with some snide remark, as he turned around. But all he said was, 'Ah, Hermione, you're here already perfect.' He sat down on the couch and gestured for her to sit down, but she just stared at him dumbstruck. He had just been civil to her. Malfoy had just called her Hermione. Okay, weird.
'Er, you alright? Are you going to sit down?' He asked. Oh right, sit. Hermione moved and sat down across from him.
'Okay, Malfoy so we have to chaperone the first years, and do you want to do this separately or together?' She said looking up at him, and couldn't help but notice how his blond hair fell softly over his forehead and into his eyes, before he tousled it back with his fingers. Wait, what was she doing? This is Malfoy! Kay, get back to business Hermione.
'Hmm, maybe together when we first start off, that way neither of us will make a mistake, what do you think Hermione?'
'Okay before I answer your question Malfoy may I ask why you're calling me Hermione? And not Granger, or Mudblood?' she asked shortly.
'I thought we should be civil to each other if we have to live together this year, so I'd appreciate if you'd put in the effort and call me Draco.' He snapped back, as he too couldn't help but notice how her hair had become un-bushy and now fell in loose curls mid-way down her back, and her eyes were a soft brown.
'Okay, okay, Mal-sorry Draco.' She said amazed that his name wasn't as hard to get off her tongue as she thought it'd be.
'Better, now about my question?' Malfoy hinted.
'Right, kay yeah I think your right we should do them together at first.' Why was she agreeing to this? And why was Malfoy smirking slightly at this?
And so there conversation continued first starting off duty related, then moving into school, then finally creeping into the personal lives.
'So how was your summer Hermione?' Malfoy asked, and he actually looked like he wanted to know and not like he was just filling up the time.
'Hmm, well it was good, stayed home a lot, what about you, how was yours?'
'Great! Well you know as good as it can be with your father in Azkaban, but mother's great and we visited Aunt Andromeda a lot.' He noticed Hermione was smiling at him, and he started.
'What?' he asked.
'Oh nothing, your hair is just standing straight up on the side.' She laughed.
'Oh,' Malfoy said trying to fix it but kept missing.
'Here let me,' Hermione leaned over the table, reached her hand up and smoothed the hair down so it lay flat, her hand lightly touching his temple in the process. She heard Malfoy intake a small breath, and he grabbed her wrist.
'Draco?' She looked at him inquiringly and he looked at her, then at his hand where her wrist was wrapped in his long fingers, and his hands sure were warm.
The train pulled to a sudden stop announcing the arrival at Hogwarts. They both jumped up as the whistle sounded, rushing out onto the platform to get the first years.
Hearing Hagrid's usual "Firs' years, ova' here, Firs' years!" Hermione smiled, and followed Malfoy over to the line of the nervous looking kids.
'Ah! Malfoy, 'Ermione!, Very well com' with me then' Hagrid said and led the two Head's and the first years over to the boats, instructing Malfoy and Hermione to wait outside the great hall for Professor McGonagall and himself, so they could enter with the sorting hat.
After agreeing and grabbing one of the last carriages which contained just the two of them and they picked up where their conversations left off, brushing off the awkward moment before un-boarding the Hogwarts Express, Hermione thought this going to be a very strange year, indeed.