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Chapter I
As I kissed my mother good-bye, I thought of the excitement the year to come would bring. This would be my 7th and last year at Hogwarts and I, Hermione Granger, was to be head-girl.
I boarded the train with a grin on my face; this was going to be a great year.
I started to look for Harry and Ron, my two best friends. Finally, I saw a flash of red, obviously Ron or Ginny's (his little sister) hair. I ran to catch up with the fiery red hair. It turned out to be Ron.
"Hey," I said, very conscious of my frizzy hair.
"Hi, what are you doing back here," Ron questioned. "You have your own compartment with the head-boy."
"Crap I forgot," I said, slapping myself in the forehead. "Catch up with you at the feast," I yelled over my shoulder as I ran back toward the front of the train.
When I reached the door labeled "Head-boy and Head- girl" I took a deep breath. This would be when I found out who the head-boy was.
I opened the door and...
"Oh CRAP," I said as I saw who was sitting there, Draco Malfoy.
"Uh, this is the head-boy and head-girl compartment if you didn't notice, Mudblood," Malfoy said. He would have been hot if he would have stopped sneering.
"Then why the heck are you here," I asked feeling clever.
"Oh shut up," Malfoy scowled.
Content with my victory, I set my luggage down and sat opposite my foe. Crookshanks climbed out of his basket and jumped into my lap. When he saw Malfoy he hissed and dug his claws into my leg as he prepared to through himself at Malfoy's head.
"Crookshanks," I scolded as I peeled him off myself. I saw blood bleed through my jeans and was even more annoyed with my cat. "These were my favorite jeans." I complained to no one in particular.
"Cleaning Charm," Malfoy said.
"Huh," I said, surprised Malfoy spoke up.
"Cleaning Charm," Malfoy repeated.
"Oh yeah, thanks," I preformed the simple charm and was silently grateful that Malfoy helped me instead of making it worse. This was odd. He will probably do something later to make up for it, I thought.
After a couple hours I realized I still needed to get changed into my robes. Malfoy was already in his, he had probably changed before I got on the train.
"Um, Malfoy, I need to change," I said unsurely.
"I'll go out for a second," Malfoy replied. I was really confused now; this was not at all like Malfoy. What was wrong? I must have been looking at him funnily because he spoke again. "Ok look, when you walked through that door, I was like, 'Great the Mudblood' but then I realized it wouldn't do any good to exhaust ourselves insulting each other all the time. I mean, since we are sharing a common room we will be seeing a lot of each other."
"Ok, so you're going to be nice," I asked.
"Only when it is just us," Malfoy replied. "You have to make it out like I am terrible all the time though."
"Fine, whatever, just let me change," I replied.
"You have to be nice too though," Malfoy said, standing up.
"Ok, I agree." I shooed him out and quickly slipped on my robes. I let Malfoy back into the compartment and we sat in silence the rest of the ride.